The girl wore a T-shirt with one shoulder exposed and hot pants. Her hairstyle was a thick mushroom head, which really looked like a mushroom. She wore heavy smoky makeup and only six words "I" were visible on her body.

Not a good girl".

This was nothing at first. Zhang Zhiming didn't want to care about how strangers dressed. It was their freedom to dress. But when the girl ran and jumped in front of Zhang Zhiming, Zhang Zhiming smelled the strong perfume on the girl's body.

At that moment, he couldn't help but pull Wang Xiaole back several steps.

Two of Wu Hongmei's sisters reluctantly hugged Wu Hongmei and let her cry on her body. The other one came to complain to the girl. Those who didn't know it thought it was not Wu Hongmei but her who was beaten just now. She sobbed and said: "Lan

Sister, it was this man and Liang Feifan who beat us."

Then he turned around and glared at Zhang Zhiming, his face full of gloating, his chin raised, his eyes full of provocation.

However, the mushroom girl who was always called "Sister Lan" ignored her, walked up to Zhang Zhiming with a tight waist, and said happily: "Zhang Zhiming, why didn't you tell me that you were here?"

Damn it!

Wu Hongmei and others were dumbfounded. Why did their boss act like a pregnant girl in front of the person who beat her? Sister Lan must have liked him. This was very bad...

Wu Hongmei's sisters no longer pretended to cry, and had already retreated in their hearts. They left Wu Hongmei, who was still crying and howling, and quietly walked behind everyone. If Wu Hongmei learned about it later, then what happened today would probably leave a big mark in her heart.

shadow.

As for Zhang Zhiming, he was still thinking about his memories silently, and fell into a brief daze when he looked at the mushroom-headed girl "Sister Lan" in front of him.

?

Who are you?

Zhang Zhiming's head was empty. After thinking for a long time, he didn't remember who the Sister Lan in front of him was.

At this time, Sister Lan saw Wang Xiaole who was hiding behind Zhang Zhiming and stuck his head out to see the situation. She suddenly became jealous: "Who are you? Why are you standing behind Zhang Zhiming?"

Wang Xiaole was frightened and hid quickly, but Sister Lan still wanted to go forward and pull Wang Xiaole out.

Zhang Zhiming grabbed Sister Lan's hand and clicked his tongue. The cold feeling was smooth and tender, but the overly strong perfume smell on his body was too strong.

"Whether she hides behind me or not, does it have anything to do with you?"

Zhang Zhiming glared at Sister Lan with a sullen face, then turned around at the speed of light and showed Wang Xiaole a gentle smile like a good father: "Don't be afraid, I have everything."

"Yes!" Wang Xiaole nodded, feeling as if Zhang Zhiming's words had cast a spell. He grabbed his clothes and seemed to be really not afraid of anything.

"Zhang Zhiming, your scratching hurts me." Sister Lan pouted and looked at Zhang Zhiming resentfully.

This look made Zhang Zhiming feel uncomfortable all over, as if he was saying that Zhang Zhiming had become a reincarnated scumbag who abandoned his wife and children, but Zhang Zhiming really couldn't remember who this girl was.

Although the number of women he had contact with in his previous life was not too outrageous, there were definitely quite a few. It was impossible for him to remember his experiences with everyone.

Since he couldn't remember it, he didn't want it anymore. Zhang Zhiming let go of Sister Lan's hand and said calmly: "Okay, since we don't want to fight, let's go have lunch quickly. Children don't learn how to fight like Young and Dangerous."

make trouble."

He really hates these naughty kids who cause trouble everywhere in the name of minors. If possible, Zhang Zhiming would like to make the naughty kids with bad nature the same crime as adults. Unfortunately, he can only think about it and does not have the ability to implement it.

"But when I fight, I don't imitate Young and Dangerous. It was you who taught me!"

Sister Lan shook off her painful hand and looked at Zhang Zhiming aggrievedly.

The sun was blazing, and the bright and warm sunlight shone on the earth. Zhang Zhiming opened his lips and teeth slightly, looked straight into Sister Lan's smart eyes, and recalled a memory from those green years.

In everyone's youth, they will always inadvertently meet someone who is amazing in their life. He may be mediocre or ordinary, but in the eyes of the person involved, he is the most dazzling and shining existence. For Sister Lan, Zhang Zhiming is

That kind of people.

Before meeting Zhang Zhiming, He Yulan was also a good girl, wearing school uniform and pants, with a braid, and reading poems and songs all day long.

But He Yulan doesn't want such a life. She feels that such a life is too boring, like a pool of stagnant water, and she herself wants to be like a walking corpse, repeating her life day after day.

She wanted to change, but she didn't know where to start.

Then Zhang Zhiming appeared. This boy, who was punished to stand under a red flag for fighting, was like a stone, making splashes in the stagnant water.

So she began to take the initiative to approach Zhang Zhiming and follow him around all day long. Observing his life made He Yulan think it was a very interesting thing.

Slowly, He Yulan began to observe him, then follow him, and finally imitate him.

When Zhang Zhiming fights, she will join in the fun and help. She will smoke when Zhang Zhiming smokes, even if it makes her choke on tears. She will also drink when Zhang Zhiming drinks, even if the wine is really bitter and tastes bad at all.

Zhang Zhiming said that a person should have personality and be independent, so she cut off her braids and got a trendy mushroom perm.

Zhang Zhiming's influence on her was so profound that even though Zhang Zhiming had changed a lot and his whole person had completely changed, she could still recognize Zhang Zhiming at the first sight.

He Yulan said aggrievedly: "Zhang Zhiming, you have changed."

When Zhang Zhiming heard these words, his heart was heavy. It turned out that he had harmed a good girl.

From a pure and cute girl with braided braids to a girl with smoky makeup like this, it's such a huge difference. If I were her family, she would hate me.

"You're wrong. I haven't changed. I'm still unique." Zhang Zhiming sighed and said with a serious expression: "Didn't you notice that there are more and more people who follow us to be non-mainstream, almost everywhere?

Yes, now the non-mainstream has become the mainstream, it is outdated, and I don’t bother to play this way anymore.”

Zhang Zhiming added: "Look back at all the people present here. Except for me and Wang Qiumei behind me, who of you is not the same?"

He Yulan was confused by Zhang Zhiming. She glanced around and it was like this. The people around her had indeed become non-mainstream, so wouldn't she no longer be unique and her life would return to its original appearance?

Has what she thought was unique actually become universal?

In an instant, He Yulan felt that the world was really boring. Anything that was not mainstream, or people who smoked, drank, fought and had their hair permed were all boring.

He Yulan was a little depressed and lowered her head, but she only felt sad for a few seconds before she cheered up again, because there was still an interesting person in front of her. He would always be him, the unique him.
Chapter completed!