Like being struck by lightning, I stayed where I was and didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

"Why tomorrow four years later and not today?"

"You'll find out tomorrow!"

Grandpa’s words were vivid in my ears, and I finally understood what he meant. It turned out that he had long known that he would die today!

Or is he simply committing suicide?

Today is August 24, 2010, the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month.

"July 15th!"

Suddenly, I suddenly woke up: doesn't this happen to be my birthday on the lunar calendar?

…

Sometimes I often wonder, am I the "disaster star" that my grandfather said? Otherwise, why did my grandmother pass away as soon as I was born? My grandfather also happened to die on my 20th birthday...

…

That day, I cried very sadly. On this sad day, my college career began.

Grandpa's words soon came true.

From the day I entered school, bad luck seemed to have always been with me.

The day after I arrived at school, my girlfriend who I had been dating for almost two years called and broke up with me. The living expenses my dad transferred to me in advance were also stolen by others. I went to fetch water from the water room and was blown away by the explosion.

The kettle caused second degree burns...

If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't even believe that there are such unlucky people in this world?

Not only am I myself unlucky, my classmates and friends who are close to me are also often unlucky for no reason, as if whoever treats me well will suffer retribution.

Soon, my bad luck became famous throughout the school, and it was almost "frightening".

When my classmates saw me, they all avoided me as if they were seeing a broomstick. The teacher didn't dare to care about me. Every time I went to the classroom, there would be a large number of empty seats around me, and no one dared to sit around me.

.Even the teacher didn’t even touch the homework I handed in.

Later, my roommate who shared the same dormitory with me refused to live with me, and I became a complete "loner", even a dog.

Half a semester passed quickly, and the school sent one leader after another to persuade me to drop out of school. Of course I refused, and in the end even the leaders who came to persuade me were unlucky.

Either the car was scratched, the house was stolen, or the girl who had unspoken rules in the past reported it...

In the end, the school really had no choice but to create a separate residence for me in the utility room of the school.

In this way, I moved out of the student dormitory and became the first student in the school's history to live in the school's utility room. Once I came, I took care of myself. I accepted the school's arrangements calmly. In order to laugh at myself, I even

The utility room was nicknamed: Humble Room!

However, what is very strange is that after I moved to the utility room, an old man with a gray beard came to visit my residence from time to time.

What's even more strange is that he was not infected by my bad luck!

If it were anyone else, let alone visiting me every now and then, he would worry about getting hit by a car just because he glanced at me in the crowd, but he was not affected at all?

This horoscope is definitely tough enough!

The old man's surname is Zhang, and he is the dormitory manager of the student dormitory. I don't know his name, so like everyone else, I call him Lao Zhangtou.

Because in the whole school, only Lao Zhangtou dared to communicate with me, and there was no need to worry about being infected by my bad luck. Therefore, Lao Zhangtou and I soon became good friends who talked about everything, to be precise.

, it should be a year-end friendship.

Lao Zhangtou is almost sixty this year. According to him, his granddaughter is as old as me.

The existence of Lao Zhangtou seems to be like a lighthouse in the vast sea.

Because of him, I finally had the courage to stay in school. I was not afraid of others looking at me with cold eyes or pointing fingers behind my back. Sometimes, I would even take the initiative to provoke them.

At the beginning, some people really didn’t believe in this evil. But once, a boy who was 1.8 meters tall and was said to be the main player of the school basketball team beat me up. The next day, I was inexplicably hit by a high-altitude object.

When we got to the hospital, everyone started to get scared.

I am such a weirdo. Not only do those who care about me, but also those who love and protect me, suffer the same consequences. Those who bully me and insult me ​​will also not end well!

Soon, I became the top tyrant in the school! Of course, the so-called "top tyrant" must be enclosed in quotation marks.

However, it is undeniable that no one in the entire school dares to mess with me. Moreover, my bad luck also brought me another benefit: I don’t need to queue up to do anything.

Because once I appeared at the back of the queue, the people in front immediately dispersed.

I don’t have to occupy a seat in class, and I don’t have to fight for a spot in the library.

The only trouble is that I have a big problem with food and clothing. Ever since I went to the cafeteria to eat twice, which caused the boiler in the cafeteria to explode, a warning sign "Wang Lin is not allowed to enter" was posted at the door of the cafeteria.

Washing clothes is also very difficult, because any washing machine I have used will never be used again the next day. They are so willful, and they are so willful if they don't have money.

In desperation, I could only learn to cook and wash my own clothes.

Fortunately, Lao Zhangtou doesn’t go to the cafeteria to eat. It’s not that the cafeteria doesn’t sell it to him, but he thinks the food in the cafeteria is too expensive. So he and I share the same meal. Sometimes, he even helps me wash clothes.

The two of us lived like this "depending on each other", and our relationship was better than that between our grandfather and grandson. On the campus of the University of Nottingham, I only had a close friend like Lao Zhangtou. The family love I lacked in my grandfather seemed to suddenly come to me.

Found it on Lao Zhangtou.

I feel that he must be sent by God to compensate me. Sometimes, I even really regard him as my grandfather.

Lao Zhangtou has a long-standing problem with arthritis. Whenever it is windy or rainy, the pain is excruciating. For this reason, I also specially took a course of Chinese massage to help him relieve the pain at critical moments.

And some of Lao Zhangtou's daily behaviors are very much like my grandfather. When my grandfather was alive, whenever he had time, he would hold a book of "Book of Changes" in his hand and study non-stop, either "Four Pillars of Numerology" or "Liu Ren"

” and other metaphysical books.

And Lao Zhangtou seems to be very interested in this aspect. Not only does he like to read these books, but he also likes to scribble on some yellow paper. The things he draws are very weird, like ghost drawings.

I just can't understand it.

Sometimes I would ask him why he was interested in these things. Lao Zhangtou always said to me seriously: "You have learned how to rob tombs! You have been poor all your life, and you just want to make a fortune from this!"

Of course I thought he was joking. Tomb robbers, no matter what, I even touched Captain Jin! Have you read too many "Tomb Robbers Notes"?

In his spare time, Lao Zhangtou would also teach me some metaphysics. He also said that it is difficult for college students to find jobs now, so if you learn a skill, you will not starve to death in the future.

But I have little interest in it. I have never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods.

However, after all, Lao Zhangtou was my only friend in school. Sometimes, I couldn't resist his good intentions, so I had to give in to him.

After going back and forth, I actually learned a lot of metaphysical knowledge.

I still remember that one time when I was walking on the street, an old fortune teller grabbed me under the school overpass and said: Young man, I see your bones are amazing and your hall is shining, you must be a noble person.

I laughed at that time and thought to myself, I am so fucking unlucky, yet you still call me a noble person?

Looking at the serious look of the old gentleman, I couldn't help but become playful, and patiently waited for him to tell me my horoscopes and fortune-telling. After he finished talking, I used the metaphysical knowledge I learned from Lao Zhangtou,

One by one, he overturned his previous arguments.

The old gentleman was so shocked that he told me that he had met an expert. In the end, he not only confiscated my money, but also gave me a hundred yuan in hush money when I left.

As soon as I turned around to leave, two mighty urban management officers came up and smashed his fortune-telling stall. He was very lucky. Generally, people who touched me would have gone to the temple to burn incense if they didn't get hit by a car.

Before I finished speaking, I heard a bang and a battery car hit his waist...

"well……"

In this regard, I can only express my deep sympathy to him. Because I was worried that he would be hit by another big car again, I did not dare to return the 100 yuan in my hand to him. I did not even dare to show concern for him.

The look in his eyes, I did it for his own good.

When the time comes, I brush off my clothes and hide my merits and fame. I am such a low-key person. I am who I am, a firework of different colors.

"Bah! You are just a broom star!"

I seemed to hear another voice deep in my heart.

Hey, let's just be a broom star. Anyway, grandpa said that as long as I can persist until I graduate from college, my luck will improve, and I will be fine!

I firmly believe what my grandfather said, which is why I was very interested in the thing my grandfather left for me, but I insisted on not opening it and looking at it!
Chapter completed!