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    Chapter 19: One person, two brothers.

    Zeng Guofan once said that before social chaos, there must be three precursors: "1. No matter what happens, there is no distinction between black and white; 2. Kind people become more and more humble and polite; useless people become more and more arrogant and reckless; 3.  When the problem reaches a serious level, everything is rationalized, everything is accepted as acquiescence, and it is indifferent and inexplicable."

    Zhao Zhiyuan and others left the dormitory after smoking the cigarettes in their hands. The four of them joked and walked all the way to class. Zhejiang University did live up to their high expectations. Although there were only a handful of eye-catching beauties along the way, in the final analysis, it was only how many people had their eyesight.  Too high. If you look at it from a normal perspective, there are indeed a lot of people with good looks. However, although a few people are not too high-minded, they at least have a more or less lucky mentality in their hearts.  Come and join together the peerless beauties with blue eyes.  After arriving at the class, there were already many people in the class. Most of them were sitting in their seats chatting. Only a few people were sitting in their seats in a daze. Zhao Zhiyuan habitually found an inconspicuous corner and sat down.  When Li Wenxue and others saw Zhao Zhiyuan sitting down, they followed him one by one to sit next to Zhao Zhiyuan. Although they were not very conspicuous, at least Cai Ziheng, who had changed into a Gucci suit in the morning, was extremely blinking in the crowd, especially when he inadvertently walked from  The Cartier ballonbleude exposed on the left wrist makes people jealous. Although not many people recognize Cartier, there are second-generation people who know the goods at a glance. What kind of identity does this unique non-Swiss watch represent?

    Some people in the room were jealous, some were disdainful, but Cai Ziheng, who was understandable, was obviously baptized by the eyes of the whole class. Cai Ziheng, who noticed the eyes of everyone, just smiled softly, lay down on the table and began to sleep. He and Yin Ping'an stayed in the Internet cafe all night last night.  After playing the dream of the Three Kingdoms all night, God knows how arrogant and domineering Watermelon Head is. Such a sinister animal gave Cai Ziheng a headache all night. He thought it would be easy to torture him, but he didn't know that this kid was so cunning and constantly changing.  The strategy, coupled with the tenacity to refuse to admit defeat, made Cai Ziheng severely frustrated.  Xiguatou, who had tortured Cai Ziheng, was overjoyed, so the two played against each other in the Internet cafe all night long.  Compared to Cai Ziheng, no one had the intention to look at Yin Ping'an. He was so happy that he simply took out a copy of "Attic" from his backpack and put it on the table in full view of everyone. He read through the pages page by page without caring about other people's eyes.  view.  Suddenly seeing the contents of "The Attic", Li Wenxue opened his mouth. He couldn't let go of Yin Ping'an who had no sense of shame. Li Wenxue, who had a strong heart, obviously couldn't let go. His face turned slightly red and he could only pretend.  Tsukuru took out the almost torn "Economic Management" from his bag as if nothing had happened and continued reading.

    Zhao Zhiyuan did not care to look at the expressions of everyone in the world, and then took out the "The Wealth of Nations" from his bag and continued to read it. As a "Bible" of Western economics, "The Wealth of Nations" has a series of  The name made Zhao Zhiyuan, who had a small deviation in mathematics, read eagerly. Although Zhao Zhiyuan was not particularly thorough in some parts of the book, at least many of the ideas in the book were suitable for operation in the business.

    Just as Zhao Zhiyuan was watching with gusto, the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet. Curious Zhao Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at the podium, and found that it was the intellectual beauty he saw on the campus bench, but her long hair had been tied up last time.  She has a neat ponytail and still wears gold-rimmed glasses. She is intellectual and graceful. With her ponytail tied, she seems to be more youthful and energetic than last time.  Wearing a well-fitting professional suit, he appeared to have a curvy figure. He stood on the podium and clapped his hands gently, saying with a professional smile: "Students, please be quiet."

    Hearing the moment of silence below, the intellectual woman smiled softly, with two cute dimples, and whispered to the students below: "Today is our first day of school, and I will be your tutor for the next few years."  Member, Dongfang Yingxin. You can call me Teacher Dongfang, but of course you would like to call me Sister Dongfang. I feel honored."

    After saying that, he looked at everyone with a smile. Everyone was a little overjoyed to hear Dongfang Yingxin's opening remarks. Most people still have the concept of teachers in high school. They feel that teachers are extremely majestic, so they are not familiar with Dongfang Yingxin's kindness and freshness.  The image is obviously essentially different.

    Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Dongfang Yingxin's talk in front of him, and a smile naturally appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stared straight at Dongfang Yingxin and his smile remained unchanged. He sighed in his heart that university is indeed different from high school. They say that university is a place where freedom is laissez-faire.  place, when I saw it today, it was indeed true.

    Then Dongfang Yingxin picked up the chalk and wrote her name one by one on the blackboard. The four characters of Dongfang Yingxin were written in block letters. Every stroke and every stroke has the unique roundness of a girl. Every stroke, every stroke, from beginning to end.  , beginning and end, square and upright.  Unlike men, the handwriting of the old man is full of domineering. Zhao Zhiyuan has seen the old man's handwriting, which has a sense of calmness and self-restraint, and a look of self-cultivation, showing the old man's heritage and dignity.Keep a low profile.  Zhao Zhiyuan's calligraphy has always been good, but the old man's regular script has not been learned, but Zhang Xu's wild cursive writing has been brought to the extreme. It seems that the rules are messy, but in fact he has a lot of success in mind.  A sense of control over the overall situation is revealed everywhere.

    Seeing everyone's reactions one by one, Dongfang Yingxin still smiled slightly when she saw Zhao Zhiyuan, a very professional smile. It was obvious that she no longer remembered the chance encounter with Zhao Zhiyuan. Zhao Zhiyuan was not entangled in this issue at all.  Zhao Zhiyuan, who is not so narcissistic that people will never forget him after just one glance, does not feel at all that the other person's failure to remember him is something worth worrying about.

    Next came the roll call. Dongfang Yingxin took the roll and called the names one by one. When Xu Ziheng was called, Cai Ziheng opened his eyes appropriately and responded. Then he continued to sleep on the table, obviously not giving any information to the counselor.  Dongfang Yingxin wants to save some face.  Dongfang Ying didn't take it to heart. She still had a smile on her face. Seeing Xu Ziheng's movements, she frowned slightly. Although it was a momentary change in expression, Zhao Zhiyuan, who had always been meticulous and demanding about details, still saw it in his eyes. I'm afraid he was thinking  It will be difficult to solve the problem of Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s failure in the future.  The first impression is very important, especially for teachers, so Zhao Zhiyuan, who has understood this truth since high school, has been maintaining the image of a good child and trying to leave a good first impression on the counselor.

    When Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s name was called, the two met and smiled knowingly. Dongfang Yingxin saw that Zhao Zhiyuan was the boy who stared at her in a daze yesterday. The two of them still smiled slightly like yesterday, and continued to call the name.

    After the roll call was completed, Dongfang Yingxin began to appoint a series of important positions, such as study committee members, monitors, deputy monitors and other good assistants to teachers. Dongfang Yingxin, who had originally planned to arrange a full-time official position for Zhao Zhiyuan, saw the determination in Zhao Zhiyuan's eyes.  If you don't look like an official, you can't force it, and then arrange official positions for other people who like to be officials.

    After the appointment was completed, some class cadres went to get the new books, while the others were waiting in the room. When Dongfang Yingxin left, the room immediately exploded, everyone was praising Dongfang Yingxin for her beauty, freshness and refinement.  Zhao Zhiyuan was noncommittal to those people who still had the mentality of children, and continued to open the "The Wealth of Nations" in his hand and read it.

    After releasing the new books, they are probably "Economic Management", English Chinese and Mathematics, and "Microeconomics" which I started reading in high school, as well as the must-read "Mao Zedong Thought and Deng Xiaoping Theory".  Looking at the new books that he kept getting, Zhao Zhiyuan smiled at the corner of his eyes. Seeing so many books, Zhao Zhiyuan, who had always been careful about it, obviously felt a lot more mentally balanced, otherwise he would not be able to afford the book fees taught by Zhao Zhiyuan.

    After receiving the books, everyone followed Dongfang Yingxin's arrangement and went to listen to the school leaders' speeches under the national flag. Zhao Zhiyuan, who had never been interested in these mostly nonsense speeches, inevitably followed patiently and stood under the glorious red flag.  Under this situation, Zhao Zhiyuan naturally developed a heroic heart. Zhao Zhiyuan is actually very patriotic, but he is different from those patriotic angry youths. The former does what Mr. Wen Yiduo said without saying it, while the latter does it.  You should say it if you do it, but even more if you don't do it.  Zhao Zhiyuan, a fierce man who wanted to kill the entire Japanese family today and destroy Taiwan tomorrow, mostly just watched and said nothing.  Practical actions have always spoken louder than words. When he looked at the flying national flag, he had the childish thought that I am Chinese and I am proud.

    Listening to the dull and boring speeches on the stage, Zhao Zhiyuan saw that many people had put on their portable headphones, looking like they were listening with great interest, and had headphones in their ears.  Zhao Zhiyuan wanted to laugh when he saw it, but he couldn't.  Basically every school in China will do this at the beginning of the semester, and it is not unique to Zhejiang University.  Zhao Zhiyuan, who had been standing for almost an hour, became slightly more energetic when he heard the president of Zhejiang University take the stage to speak, because he knew that it was almost the last speech and it would be over in about half an hour.  The principal of Zhejiang University on the stage is a kind old man. He does not wear a stereotyped suit like the principals of all schools. He just wears a white Tang suit and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Standing on the podium, he exudes an air of enthusiasm.  The aura of an old scholar gives people a sense of calmness.

    "I don't have much to say. You all pay to go to school. Compared with those students who come to school by smashing pots and selling bowls, I want to give you a good environment. For those students who make jokes, you need  It¡¯s just a diploma. If it can please the grading teacher, I have no problem with you continuing to dawdle. Okay, this is the end of my speech.¡±

    ¡°Obviously, the principal¡¯s remarks confused many people and they didn¡¯t know what he wanted to express.  Many people looked at the old principal with more awe and amusement. Zhao Zhiyuan, who thought he would have to stay up for another half an hour, heard the old principal's words, looked at him curiously, and said with a smile: "This principal is interesting.  .¡±

    Everyone who was silent for the next few seconds burst into laughter. The old principal didn't care. He smiled slightly and looked at the tens of thousands of freshmen below. He felt countless emotions in his heart. Whether you are a dragon or a worm depends on your fate.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Various counseling? He left with his respective students and returned to his own class, thus starting Zhao Zhiyuan's first class.  When I went back, there were still people discussing what the old principal said, which was extremely lively.

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who returned to the class, still chose the seat he had just taken, with an attitude of being indifferent to the world.  Li Wenxue and others were determined to follow Zhao Zhiyuan to the end, and they would go wherever Zhao Zhiyuan went. It was obvious that Zhao Zhiyuan, who always liked to keep a low profile, was helpless. Looking at the stubborn people, they had no choice but to sigh and give up.

    The days passed peacefully like this. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhiyuan had been at Zhejiang University for a whole week. On Friday night, the first week of school for freshmen started. As usual, the school had a weekend break during the first week. Everyone who came to the school  Extremely excited, everyone who finally had a rest after five days at school heard the second piece of bad news.

    In the second week, the military training that lasted for half a month began.

    Many people who heard the news were obviously not very happy, but they were basically silent protests. Regarding the country's special requirements for college students' physical fitness in recent times, it is obvious that military training has become a necessary condition for the opening of every school.  Zhejiang University, which is second only to Tsinghua and Peking University, is certainly no exception.

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who returned to the dormitory, clearly saw that everyone had bad expressions, but remained silent.  Zhao Zhiyuan, who has always felt that there must be a monster when things go wrong, just in the blink of an eye, he saw another character that Zhao Zhiyuan unexpectedly appeared in the house, wearing a casual outfit from Metersbonwe, with a pair of huge sunglasses on his face.  He looked at Zhao Zhiyuan who walked in the door with an arrogant attitude.

    Xu Wenyu.  An unexpected character that Zhao Zhiyuan has always been wary of appears in Zhao Zhiyuan's sight.  Standing next to him was a bald but muscular man with a naked upper body and a very eye-catching tattoo on his left chest. A coquettish purple poppy bloomed quietly on the man's well-developed chest muscles.

    In the room, Li Wenxu's face was livid, while Yin Ping'an was still smiling like an old man, but people who knew him well knew that the brighter the smile, the more it proved that the man was in a state of rage.  Cai Ziheng is not here, maybe he is picking up girls, or maybe he is playing Dream of Three Kingdoms and yelling at others in the Internet cafe.

    When Zhao Zhiyuan saw Xu Wenyu, who was still green at the corner of his mouth, appearing in the dormitory, although he was unexpected but expected, he instantly showed a simple and honest smile, lowered his posture and said to Xu Wenyu: "Young Master Xu, you are here like this  , could it be that you are here to ask for the thousand yuan from Che Shan? Money is really tight recently, why not wait until next month."

    Seeing Zhao Zhiyuan with a smile on his face, Xu Wenyu seemed to remember the experience on the train that made him unable to lift his head for the rest of his life. He bit his lower lip gently, and suddenly revealed a ferocious smile, looking at Zhao Zhiyuan playing with the taste: "  Mr. Zhao, if I didn¡¯t come to find you, how could I have done anything right to you for what you did in the car?¡±

    Everyone could see in an instant that Zhao Zhiyuan and Xu Wenyu were definitely not close friends, they were obviously enemies.  Yin Ping'an walked to the door of the dormitory, closed the door gently, looked at Xu Wenyu, whose face was a little abnormal because he saw Zhao Zhiyuan, and said with a brighter smile: "You are here to seek revenge."

    Xu Wenyu looked at the poppy behind him, and felt more confident. He looked sideways at Yin Pingan, who was holding a watermelon head, and said with a smile: "Correct answer." |

    Hearing Xu Wenyu¡¯s words, Yin Ping¡¯an smiled even brighter, looked at Xu Wenyu and said, ¡°It¡¯s not a good place to cause trouble in the house, let¡¯s go to the playground behind.¡±

    After saying that, he looked at Xu Wenyu as if he was a coward if he didn't come, then turned around and walked towards the door.  Zhao Zhiyuan, who originally planned to stop Yin Pingan, was stunned but couldn't resist Yin Pingan's strong strength. Yin Pingan is a character who will never look back until he sees the coffin and sheds tears. No matter how hard Zhao Zhiyuan pulls, he can't stop these wild horses.  , and only said one word to Zhao Zhiyuan, Zhao Zhiyuan let go of his hand and let Yin Ping'an walk out of the house.

    "If you treat me as a friend, Yin Ping'an, then let go. If you don't want to be a friend, I will also meet the eldest young master of the Xu family for a while today."

    Seeing Yin Pingan's posture, Xu Wenyu was surprised and said that he was a man, then left the dormitory with his bald head, and followed Yin Pingan's footsteps towards the rear playground.  Zhao Zhiyuan was the first to follow Yin Ping'an to the playground, not caring about the eldest son of the Xu family at all. Xu Wenyu was not angry and followed the two of them to the back playground.  Li Wenxue thought about it for a long time and finally followed a few people and walked back to the playground, because he felt that he was also a man, and men should not let their brothers be bullied. As if he had taken an aphrodisiac, Li Wenxue took off his white shirt and exposed his underside.  Wearing a white vest, he yelled "Cao" and trotted all the way back to the playground.

    Almost every student in the school that has been on vacation has something to do, so the back playground is particularly cold at this time. At a glance, there are no people at all. This is why Yin Pingan chose the back playground as the battlefield.

    After Li Wenxue arrived at the playground, he looked at the people with smiles on their faces. He didn¡¯t want to fight at all. A layman would definitely think at a glance?It's like a few good friends chatting and joking here.

    Yin Pingan was the first to attack, kicking the bald head behind Xu Wenyu. The bald head calmly looked at Yin Pingan's seemingly weak but explosive kick, and turned around to avoid this powerful kick.  , slapped a horizontal palm on Yin Pingan's shoulder. Yin Pingan was not a weakling who showed off his strength. After receiving the slap, he leaned down slightly and took advantage of the situation to kick the bald man's leg. The bald head looked at Yin Pingan's  Attack, smiled slightly, jumped up and put a kick in Yin Pingan's lower abdomen. Yin Pingan couldn't dodge and was kicked by the bald head. He curled up and fell to the ground. The smile on his face did not change. At the end of his strength, he pressed down on the ground with one hand.  , stood up tremblingly, looked at the bald man and said with a ferocious smile: "He is an expert, let's have another round."

    The bald head still had a cold expression, and softly uttered a few words from his mouth: "You are a man, but you are no match for me."

    This sentence completely angered Yin Pingan, and he was about to attack again. Zhao Zhiyuan reached out to stop him, helped Yin Pingan to sit down under the tree, and said, "Ping An, thank you. Today, I, Zhao Zhiyuan, accept your love."  , we will be brothers from now on. I won¡¯t say much else if you want to be fickle. When it comes to being brothers, if you don¡¯t let me do it, I¡¯ll feel bad.¡±

    Before Yin Ping'an could say more, Zhao Zhiyuan stood up, took off his black jacket, looked at Xu Wenyu with a smile on his face and said: "Let's settle our matter. I, Zhao, have always offended my brother.  Zhiyuan won¡¯t make it easy for him.¡±

    Yin Ping'an, who was about to get up, saw Zhao Zhiyuan's firm eyes, but when he heard Zhao Zhiyuan's words, he suddenly became jealous, and sat down and looked at Zhao Zhiyuan with peace of mind.  But what he didn't see was Zhao Zhiyuan's red eyes when he turned his head. Zhao Zhiyuan safely handed his back to Yin Ping'an, the brother who stood up for him.

    Zhao Zhiyuan was also unambiguous. After speaking, he rushed towards the bald head with a cold face. Zhao Zhiyuan, who had been trained by the old man since he was a child, made a quick move. He jumped up and kicked the bald head horizontally. The bald head did not despise Zhao Zhiyuan and never despised anyone.  The bald head was extremely vigilant and moved backwards to dodge Zhao Zhiyuan's attack. Zhao Zhiyuan did not intend to give him a chance. Thinking of the scene where Yin Ping'an was kicked by the bald head just now, Zhao Zhiyuan couldn't hold back his anger.  , one kick missed, and Zhao Zhiyuan took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground. Zhao Zhiyuan, who was planning to fight closely, punched the bald head in the face. The bald head saw Zhao Zhiyuan's powerful attack and stretched out his right hand as if to resist, but his knee suddenly hit Zhao Zhiyuan.  Pushing his lower abdomen, in a daze, Zhao Zhiyuan was hit by the bald head, and he retreated without giving himself time to breathe. He rushed towards the bald head again. The bald head was also very troubled by Zhao Zhiyuan's desperate fighting style, so he punched back.  After being beaten back, Zhao Zhiyuan used his body to attack again. In the end, Bald Head couldn't bear it anymore and finally showed his true strength. His punches were fierce and his feet were strong, which only drove Zhao Zhiyuan back again and again.  No matter how strong his punches and kicks were, Zhao Zhiyuan could never defeat Zi Poppy, who was famous in Zhejiang for his profession of killing. Except for some of the top killers in the country, it was difficult for anyone to resist Zi Poppy's attacks.  Purple Poppy's strongest attack is not with the routine, but with the knife.  A knife is enough to become famous in Zhejiang.

    The bald man who originally only wanted to teach Zhao Zhiyuan a lesson looked at Zhao Zhiyuan's deadly moves. He pulled out a dagger from his waist, held it gently in his hand, and gently touched the shoulder of Zhao Zhiyuan who was attacking again.  A stroke and a kick hit Zhao Zhiyuan's chest, and Zhao Zhiyuan flew back like a kite.

    "boom"

    There was a heavy sound of landing. Zhao Zhiyuan's shoulder was bleeding. Li Wenxue, who ran forward to pull Zhao Zhiyuan up, reached out to Zhao Zhiyuan. Zhao Zhiyuan signaled that he didn't need to, and struggled to push up his body with his right hand, stood up, and left.  Li Wenxue was given a majestic figure from behind.

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who had planned to fight a protracted war from the beginning, already knew that he was not strong enough from the first move against the bald head. He could only patiently stand up again after being knocked down once. If a dirty move failed, he would try another move.  However, there was a huge disparity in strength. No matter how strong Zhao Zhiyuan was, he could not withstand falling to the ground again and again. He was hit with punch after punch and kick after kick. Zhao Zhiyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a touch of bright red.  Extremely dazzling.  Zhao Zhiyuan simply took off his short coat and left his upper body bare. The blood marks on his shoulders scratched by the knife were still gurgling with blood. Zhao Zhiyuan licked the corners of his mouth, looked at Yin Ping'an who had recovered and said with a smile: "You  Just rest for now, I'm fine. Let me have a few more moves with him."

    Yin Ping'an proudly raised his watermelon-headed head and said in a trembling voice: "Get out of here, mother Xipi, we two brothers will fight side by side."

    Zhao Zhiyuan looked at the watermelon head who always had a wretched smile and suddenly laughed loudly. In his mind, he remembered the words that Zhang Dadan and Zhao Sanjin and Zhao Youdao had been repeating many years ago.

    "One generation, two brothers."

    ps: Long time no see??I have written such a long chapter so heartily, and the climax that has been brewing for less than half a week has finally begun, and the next chapter will still be a climax.  The next few chapters are all climaxes, so stay tuned.  This chapter has been written from two o'clock in the morning until now. It is not an exaggeration to say that Wen Siru has diabetes. It has been a full three hours.
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