When he opened his eyes in a daze in the middle of the night, Kou Qiu could still see the man. The lights were very dark and there was a little darkness in the room. The man stood on the ground on the other side, pursing his lips tightly, and poured himself on a can of water.

Water droplets splashed everywhere, but the sound was very small. The man's back muscles were very strong. When he moved his shoulders, all the muscles twisted and bumped together like plates, wide and thick.

He looked at it half-dream and half-awake for a while, and still couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"......Uncle Kan?"

He shouted in a daze, and Kou Qiu's eyelids drooped again. He held the palm-leaf fan that came from somewhere in his arms and smacked his lips.

"Uncle Kan..."

The man looked at him with dark eyes.

If he was sober at this time, if Kou Qiu was really just a student, he would definitely be frightened by such a gaze - there was no struggle in his gaze, and now all the rest was unconcealed hunting desire. His eyes were like two substantial hands, and he had already pulled the person under him and touched him.

People in their thirties have suppressed these things for thirty years.

When it explodes, it will only make it more hot.

The temperature won't cool down.

Kan Jun touched his arm, and then another scoop of cold water was poured down. It seemed that relying on this water, he could temporarily bury something deeper and tighter.

At least it wasn't out of control so quickly.

The towel hanging on the clothes was filled with the fragrance of soap. Kan Jun pulled it over and wiped his body, locking his eyebrows tighter.

When he woke up again, there was movement in front of the door. Kou Qiu opened his eyes and heard the man saying something to the person in front of the door. His voice was very cold, and he was completely in a business tone.

After a while, he pushed the door open again. Kou Qiu sat up on the bed, putting himself in socks and asking, "Uncle Kan? Is anyone here?"

Kan Jun nodded, with a stern face, his face was not good-looking.

Someone hurriedly followed in, laughed and said, "Director Kan..."

It was a middle-aged man with a slightly erect stomach, and the middle of his head was bald, which was very conspicuous. He saw Kou Qiu sitting on the bed, and his expression changed. He hesitated and went to persuade Kan Jun again.

"Director Kan, everyone has been fighting in this game for many years, why bother to do the best?"

He swallowed in a hurry and said, "Look, our director has always had a relationship with you-"

"Don't talk about friendship," Kan Jun grabbed a cigarette between his fingers, took a faint sip, lowered his eyes to look at him, "Just talk about the law."

The man's face was stiff.

"Director Kan!"

Kan Jun ignored him and didn't look at what he was carrying. He walked straight to the bed, touched Kou Qiu's face, and asked, "Have you been bitten by a mosquito?"

Old Cadre Kou sat cross-legged and shook his head on the bed.

The man looked at him with dark eyes.

“Didn’t have a good rest last night?”

"Not that," Kou Qiu said, "Uncle Kan, did you get up to take a shower last night?"

The man's fingers holding the cigarette tightened suddenly and loosened again.

"Um."

It was too hot, sweating was common, and taking a bath was normal. Kou Qiu didn't think much about it and prepared to change his clothes and get out of bed. As soon as he lifted up the hem of his T-shirt, before anything was revealed, Kan Jun snatched out the cigarette in his hand, stepped on it, and said, "Why are you still standing here?"

Cha Yan's face looked ugly, and he could understand the intention of seeing off the guests here, so he had to turn his head angrily.

Cha's father borrowed a car with his companions who were in business and took his mother and son to the provincial capital. Cha's mother also wore a floral skirt that she usually didn't want to wear, with flesh-colored socks underneath, and a pair of black sandals. She put her feet on the car and looked at her pickyly.

“What does it smell here?”

Cha's father also sniffed.

"Air freshener," he said casually, "a lemon-scented."

"It smells so bad," Cha's mother pinched her nose with a cloth, imitated the appearance of the young girls in the provincial capital, slapped her nose in front of her nose, looking around, "When we turn back and buy a car, we must not have this smell."

The other two people in the car knew that she loved to compete. When she saw that the poor family next door had relatives driving a car, she felt naturally uncomfortable.

Her husband was used to it and just kept silent. Only Cha Gong felt annoyed and couldn't help but say, "Mom, even if you can buy it, you can't afford it. Don't compare."

"Why can't you afford it?" Cha's mother glared, "How much is it, tell me, I'll listen!"

Cha Gong simply exposed her dream, "It will cost at least 90,000 yuan."

“…”

Ninety thousand.

Cha's mother suddenly felt like she was poured with a basin of cold water in her head and stopped talking. It was not until the car walked forward for a long time that she muttered, "I don't know where that person got so much money..."

There is a sour smell in my words. Thinking that if I have so much money, I might give it to the little bastard next door, and the sour smell will be even stronger. If the smell can grow, I will definitely reach out directly and dig out all the money from their family.

The car arrived at the time. When we arrived, for the sake of easy handling, the little bit of cigarettes and alcohol in Chajia’s grocery store was basically taken over, and four bags were filled. The couple holding the bags were smiling all over their faces, and they whispered to the person in front of them, "It would be no respect for a little bit of meaning."

The people who came to entertain them did not answer, but their eyes widened.

"What are you doing?!"

"It's all worthless," Cha's father laughed, "Look, if you want anything you like, you can take it—"

This move has always been tried and never left empty-handed. Even if you may not get what you have planned 100%, you can always avoid losses and use it well, and even reach the top by relying on your success.

But the person in front of him was not grateful at all and immediately shouted: "Brother, Brother Du!"

"Brother Du!!"

After a while, the person in charge came over and emphasized several times in succession, "We have discipline and cannot accept things."

Cha's father laughed, "Discipline is all ordered by people. Look, we are not valuable, but just a little bit of a small meaning-"

"It's not okay to be a little bit." The person who came was as hard as iron, raised his face and stuffed the things back into their hands. "Yes, yes, no, no, nothing you give will change the result."

Cha's father felt a little cold, knowing that Cha Yan's greeting was not working. He put away the things embarrassedly, watching his son be taken away by them, and after a long time, he was released again.

Check the father's saliva.

"This, that's all?"

"Okay." Cha Gong's face was also gloomy, "They asked me to write."

But he didn't feel good. When he was writing, the eyes of those people falling on him were like needles, which were very direct, and there was even a bit of contempt inside. Cha Gong was sensitive and felt clearly, but he was not good enough to say it in front of his parents, so he could only feel nervous.

His panic became real the next day.

The handwriting identification results were released. The real owner of the paper was not Cha Gong, but Fang Yang.

The moment he heard the phone notification, Cha Gong almost collapsed to the ground. Cha’s mother held the microphone and shouted at the other side, "I-Da-You eight generations of ancestors! My son is going to college, and his score is his score. What's wrong with it? He is exactly the same as the words on the paper!!"

The people in the village were ruthless when they cursed, and all kinds of relatives were greeted. The people there were not angry, but just said calmly: "Hello, this candidate's parents, it is impossible to pass the handwriting identification for temporarily imitating other candidates' handwriting."

Cha's mother was stunned for a moment, and then scolded even harder. She was so angry that she was trembling all over. She was about to fall down the phone, but her hand was pressed by another hand that was also trembling.

When I raised my head, it was my son's tired eyes. It was covered with blood.

Cha Gong already had a premonition. Such a result would not surprise him.

"Stop talking, mom..." He trembled, almost begging, "Stop talking..."

It has fallen into the mud, so don't try to wash it harder. This will only make people feel cheaper.

Cha's mother looked at her son who was half a head taller than her, and suddenly frowned, threw away the phone, and cried out.

"What's going on," she cried, "What's going on?"

This is not an ordinary punishment, but she can no longer take the exam. If she doesn't take the exam, her son's path will be cut off. What should she do after studying for so many years? Do you have to go back to farm again?

The mother and son hugged each other and cried a lot. At the end, Cha's mother wiped her tears and straightened her back, "I still have to ask your uncle."

Her mouth drooped, unable to hide her anger, "I have to ask, what is he doing! - Such an opportunity to go to college has been disturbed, he must find a way out for you!"

She called fiercely and waited to vent the fire from the pot.

However, after being busy with the sound, it was not connected.

......

Cha's mother waited and waited, and beat countless people, but Cha Yan on the other end never took it. Her original anger turned into impatient moments, and she wanted to rush to the provincial capital and ask what was wrong, so she sent Cha's father out overnight.

That night, she also arranged a set of words to the village, saying that Cha Gong simply didn't plan to go to college because she found a better job and started to earn money to support her family. It was better to scare each other than to know her family's scandal.

But with this little plot, I couldn't survive this night.

The notice was posted.

A huge piece of paper was pasted next to the high school wedding list, with black and white words, which was particularly eye-catching: "...After appraisal, the test paper submitted by candidate Cha Gong did not match his actual scores, and was suspected of fraud in the examination room and the circumstances were serious. I will deal with this... "

The news was sent back by a fellow villager who passed by the entrance of the high school. He rode his bicycle and watched the fun there for a while. After he figured it out, he immediately returned to the village to spread the news. In less than a long time, he basically knew everything from the west end of the village to the east end of the village.

"real?"

"Can you still lie?" said the person who said it, "The paper was posted - it was said that the boy of the Cha family bribed the on-site examiner and changed Fang Yang and his papers! Every scene was changed, just because Fang Yang was a good student in the exam room... Oh, poor Fang Yang, I almost didn't learn because of this..."

"I heard that because of the serious circumstances, I will never be able to take the college entrance examination again in my life."

"Wouldn't that road be blocked?"
To be continued...