I Really Didn’t Want to Become a Scumbag

"Rebirth, I really didn't want to be a scumbag (!

"Wang Zijie?!" Qiao Linlin looked at Wang Zijie in front of her, she couldn't believe it, an old military coat with a little greasy hair. It seemed that she hadn't washed her for a few days, and her chin was full of unkept beards. He doesn't look like a college student at all. It looks weird, and it feels like a thirty-year-old.

Wang Zijie jerked his head down.

"Hey, boss, how do you sell this dress?"

"I'm not selling anymore." Wang Zijie suddenly took back the clothes from the customer.

"Not for sale? You are really weird!"

The customer babbled over there: "Okay, 119 is always okay? I really like it."

Wang Zijie, with his head down, always felt that there were two sharp eyes looking at him. These two pairs of eyes were sharp and terrifying, and they irradiated him like golden eyes.

He wanted to leave quickly, but the surrounding customers were chattering over there and refused to give in.

As soon as Wang Zijie gritted his teeth, he simply ignored the stall and turned around and left.

"Wang," Qiao Linlin couldn't help but want to stop Wang Zijie. To tell the truth, Qiao Linlin and Wang Zijie were very good friends when she was in high school. Now seeing Wang Zijie like this, she feels a little bit unspeakable, but she's scared. Zhou Yuwen misunderstood and couldn't help but glance at Zhou Yuwen next to him.

Zhou Yuwen didn't care. Seeing Wang Zijie stumbling away in the crowd, he was a little lost. Seeing Qiao Linlin looking at herself, she asked, "What do I do? You and him are friends, too? Go to reminisce about the past?"

After hearing this, Qiao Linlin shook her head and said: "I and him have nothing to tell the past. When I was in high school, there was no intersection at all. It was when I was admitted to Jinling when I was in college, and then I started playing."

Wang Zijie didn’t hear Qiao Linlin’s words. At this moment, he just kept on walking forward and stumbled on the road. This bluestone road was originally long and narrow, but now there are so many stalls selling goods over there and bumping on the road. A lot of people curse in a bad temper and have no eyes?

Wang Zijie didn't reply when he met such a person, he just kept walking forward.

"Let's go look elsewhere."

Zhou Yuwen was still watching Wang Zijie's back, but Qiao Linlin took the initiative to pull Zhou Yuwen's arm and said.

Today, she is wearing a large overalls, and her lower body is just wearing a gray leggings. The legs are long and thin to set off her. It looks very nice to stand there. She doesn't want to waste too much on Wang Zijie. After a long time, the two of them have nothing to do. If they care too much, they might be misunderstood by Zhou Yuwen.

In fact, with Qiao Linlin’s mentality, I really don’t want to have anything to do with Wang Zijie. After all, when he was in college, Wang Zijie was a ditch between Zhou Yuwen and Qiao Linlin. Because of Wang Zijie’s existence, Zhou Yuwen avoided herself several times. In the second year, I remember that Qiao Linlin hated Wang Zijie for a while, and felt that if Wang Zijie had not followed her to Jinling, she would have been with Zhou Yuwen.

Now I don't have much hatred for Wang Zijie, but again, Qiao Linlin still doesn't want to be unhappy because of Wang Zijie between herself and Zhou Yuwen.

After all, she is very happy now. Zhou Yuwen bought her a house in the capital and equipped her with a car. The most important thing is that Zhou Yuwen loves her, that's enough.

Qiao Linlin's heart is very small. There was no one to protect her during the first half of her life, so she acted carelessly, but now, when she meets a man she loves and who has the ability to protect her, she naturally doesn't want to lose it.

"Yeah." Zhou Yuwen nodded, stopped looking at Wang Zijie, turned and left.

And Wang Zijie, who had been walking forward, didn't know what was going on behind him. He always felt that Zhou Yuwen and Qiao Linlin were looking at him from behind, so he had enough strength to move forward.

Finally, I ran into a woman holding a large pile of clothes full of arms.

The woman was knocked to the ground and her clothes were knocked to pieces.

"Wang Zijie, what are you doing!" Liu Yue, who was wearing a down jacket, rubbed his butt, glared at Wang Zijie and complained.

"I," looking at Liu Yue in front of him, Wang Zijie was lost for a moment, not knowing what to say.

He turned his head quickly, for fear that Zhou Yuwen and the others would see Liu Yue, but Zhou Yuwen and Qiao Linlin had disappeared. Wang Zijie breathed a sigh of relief, which was okay.

"What are you looking at! Help me up quickly!" Liu Yue complained.

"Oh!" Wang Zijie realized afterwards and quickly helped Liu Yue up.

Liu Yue wore a cheap pink down jacket. His body looked a little bloated. The weather in the capital was cold, especially when he was doing business outside. He didn't wear a few more clothes. He really couldn't hold it.

She dusted her body and saw that Wang Zijie was still in a daze. She couldn't help saying, "What are you in a daze? Hurry up and pick up your clothes? Don't you need to look at the stall?"

"Ah, yes," Wang Zijie hurriedly lowered his head to pick up the clothes, making excuses while picking them up: "I want to come over to the bathroom."

Liu Yue watched Wang Zijie picking up his clothes there. The big boy, bending over, was quite funny. Liu Yue looked at him and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, you go to the bathroom, I'll go to the stall." Liu Yue took the clothes in Wang Zijie's hands and helped Wang Zijie wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said, look at you, I'm busy sweating in the winter.

Wang Zijie smiled awkwardly.

"Hurry up and go to the bathroom, come back and let's eat,"

"Ai!"

Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, it has been a year. On New Year's Day last year, Wang Zijie ruined his studies with a bottle of wine.

My parents traveled thousands of miles to Jinling to treat their aftermath, and my father slapped himself severely in front of Liu Zhu's parents.

After the matter was resolved, Wang Zijie followed his parents back to the capital.

Those were the two most difficult months for him. At that time, Wang Zijie discovered that the so-called love, love, is not as good as a fart in real life.

He was expelled from the university and couldn't hold his head in front of everyone.

When eating every day, his father didn't say a word, and his mother sighed. Every movement of them made Wang Zijie extremely sensitive.

After a long time, my father said that he had made an errand for Wang Zijie. He was a temporary worker in a state-owned enterprise, and it cost him 1,500 yuan a month.

The salary is a bit low.

"You work steadily. After two years, your mother and I will think of a way to get you a system. It's no problem."

In those two months, the gray hair on my father's head increased a lot, but no matter what, their family was also a petty-bourgeois family in the capital, and their parents were dual employees, so it was no problem to arrange a job.

He didn't expect how much money Wang Zijie would make. At least he had something to do, which was more important than anything else.

"dad..."

After lying at home for two months, Wang Zijie spoke for the first time.

"I, I don't want to go to work, I want to do business..."

"Being a fart business! I didn't agree with you to go to Jinling at the beginning! It's all right now!?"

The anger that his father had accumulated all the year round finally broke out. When Wang Zijie was going to Jinling, he refused to agree. The subjects at the feet of the emperor ran to the small city in the south?

You went there, and it caused a lot of trouble!

I was killed by others and I am still doing business now! ?

You are a material for business! ?

Do you want your family to sell a house to support you!

"Don't think about anything! You just **** go to work honestly!" Wang Zijie's father said harshly.

At this time, Wang Zijie had no human rights at home. Seeing his father was angry, he could only silently agree.

No matter how Wang Zijie’s parents are in Beijing, Wang Zijie was assigned to work as a worker in a state-owned enterprise in June 2013.

Although they are workers, their mother and Wang Zijie said that as long as they persist for two years, they can be transferred to a management post with a monthly salary of 4,000 and a provident fund of 1,000.

This was definitely a good job in 2013. In addition, according to the market conditions at the time, if it could be included in the compilation, it would not be a problem to get a monthly salary of tens of thousands for a few years.

Coupled with the fact that Wang Zijie has a house, he can spend his life in peace.

It's just that Wang Zijie always thought of the university town in Jinling, the place that made his dream shattered.

The work in the factory is not easy to do. I arrive at get off work at 7 am every day and leave work at 5 pm. I am busy all day long with backaches, and I only get 1,500 a month.

At this time, Wang Zijie felt lost for the first time in life.

Sometimes he lay down on the bed and began to think, why do people want to live?

What is the purpose of living?

College life is vivid in front of his own eyes. He remembers that during military training, everyone shared a bottle of Lao Gan Ma, even if it was the last point, you could mix it with boiling water to make spicy soup.

There is also a time when it is pulled, it is really happy at that time.

Everyone sang together. Lao Zhou was holding the guitar and sang there. Qiao Linlin was dancing at that time.

At that time, everyone envied themselves.

But I don't know why, everything changed later.

Wang Zijie remembered that he was fighting with Class 1 at that time, and everyone ran laps in the playground at night.

But now, everything has changed.

In June, the students began to fuck, and the space was full of photos showing the promise of the future.

But Wang Zijie can only get up early in the factory and be greedy for the dark.

Do you really want to be like this for the rest of your life?

Wang Zijie dragged his exhausted body back home.

"This is the daughter of your aunt's friend's house, look, isn't it pretty, otherwise you will meet and make friends?" Mother took advantage of Wang Zijie's home and took out the photo.

Wang Zijie frowned: "Mom, I'm only 20."

"20 is not young. Although this girl is a few years older than you, she has a bachelor degree. The only pity is that she is not a local. This is very good, local, but she has a high school culture. See you? Ay, where are you going?"

"I'm back in the factory!"

The classmates are doing internships in tall office buildings, but Wang Zijie’s parents have already started helping Wang Zijie on blind dates. Wang Zijie feels that life is really tiring.

He didn't want to go on a blind date, but he couldn't refuse. His mother was crying there at every turn, and his father didn't want to talk to Wang Zijie again.

Under this kind of repressive life, Wang Zijie thought, his life is ruined, maybe a blind date is not bad, having a baby, maybe in that case, the parents will divert some attention.

So Wang Zijie thought, then go on a blind date.

"High school culture?"

"drop out?"

"Fighting? Are you violent? Will you domestic violence me?"

"It's okay to get married, but my name should be written on the house."

"My mother said, the bride price is 300,000 yuan."

"I'm going to give you a baby! What happened to you asking for some money?"

The women on blind date are all foreigners, but Wang Zijie can’t understand why they have a natural sense of superiority? Once upon a time, Wang Zijie was also a popular school grass.

In high school, the girls who chased Wang Zijie could go from Haidian to Tongzhou!

When in college, which girlfriend I talked with was not as good as these women?

I don't understand, where does the superiority of these girls come from?

Outlander! Are you worthy too?

A group of college students have a sense of superiority?

Wang Zijie also met with a few women. Some girls gobbled up their meals and took more napkins when they left, feeling that they were taking advantage.

There are also girls who are more active in the cinema than themselves.

Wang Zijie frowned over there, what are these things!

In the end, Wang Zijie refused all of them.

His parents had another fight with Wang Zijie because of this incident, and Wang Zijie said it was not suitable.

Father couldn't help saying: "You don't look at your current status! You are now fired from a fight!? What qualifications do you have to choose!"

"Why am I not qualified to pick! You let me come back and I am back! Let me enter the factory and I also enter the factory! What do you want me to do!? Is it because I made a mistake! I even got my marriage Can't you choose!?" Wang Zijie finally broke out!

He has endured too much in the past few months. He knows that he is sorry for his parents, but he has endured no less than his parents!

Why! ?

Why does everything become like this!

The father was shocked and speechless.

Wang Zijie slammed out the door.

When Wang Zijie was most desperate, Liu Yue sent a message.

"I have come to the capital,"

"?"

That day, Wang Zijie went to the station to pick up Liu Yue. Liu Yue didn't change much, his hair grew a lot, and his smile seemed to be more gentle.

They had dinner together, and Wang Zijie set up a hotel for Liu Yue.

Liu Yue asked Wang Zijie how is his time?

Wang Zijie said it was good.

"Ok."

During the meeting, the two didn't say much, but they kept in touch. Wang Zijie felt that no one around him could understand him.

And Liu Yue is the only one who understands himself.

He told Liu Yue about his family affairs~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Liu Yue encouraged him to do what he wanted to do.

"Dad, I want to resign, I want to try." When he got home, Wang Zijie said to his father.

The father sat at the dinner table and said nothing.

Turned around and entered the bedroom.

Wang Zijie feels lost,

Then the father came out, took out a thick envelope, and threw it on the table.

Wang Zijie looked at his father curiously.

Wang Zijie’s father, with the national character face, is full of wrinkles, some of them are dark, unsmiling, and he said blankly over there, "There is 80,000 yuan in this envelope. It is my mother and I who are going to give you marriage. Yes, if you really want to go out for a break, go ahead."

"Dad..." Wang Zijie burst into tears with a sore nose.