The driving is not standardized, and the relatives are crying.

The BMW women's driving is not standardized, and the Mobike family members cry in two rows.

When his body soared out of the Mobike and passed the body of the slutty blue BMW z4, Wu Mu's eyes flashed like a movie, a picture of his life for more than 30 years.

As a college student who graduated from Donghai University, a key university in 985,211, Wu Muben can have a diligent, down-to-earth and happy life.

Until the summer vacation of his freshman year, he devoted his sophomore year-round tuition and living expenses to a gamble of installing memory sticks, and he started a magnificent speculative life.

Since then, I have played domain names and speculated in stocks, invested in real estate and dug coins, and leveraged futures are buoyant, and people in the circle have nicknamed speculation small motors.

That means it's too restless.

Should not move, should not move.

In the end, I found that it was all commotion.

So when I was in my thirties, the women around me changed one after another, and they were still single old dogs, and they were also happy to be awarded the honorary title of "scumbag".

This life really failed.

If I have the chance to start over, I will definitely...

Forget it, Wu Mu withdrew his gaze and sighed in his heart.

However, what he sighed was not because of his title of "scumbag", but because of his elderly parents at home...

With a snap, his body fell heavily to the ground.

Sparsely broken.

At the same time, the picture is frozen, everything returns to silence and darkness.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but Wu Mu woke up in a panic and sweated heavily.

There is a pale ceiling above the head, and a yellowed lime wall beside it, accompanied by a few strange traces that have solidified.

He panted heavily, and consciousness returned to reality.

Wu Mu gave up the unrealistic idea of ​​"being in the morgue" in his mind, and then felt the hot wind from the small fan at the head of the bed.

It's really hot.

I slept this time, only wearing big shorts, and I could still soak the straw mat under me.

"I'm awake, why don't I go to work?" A casual voice came from beside me, which sounded a little familiar.

Wu Mu looked back and said in surprise, "I'm really a husky, Zhou Baidong, why are you here?"

This roommate, who has been a four-year undergraduate, is a fat man of 150 or 60 pounds. He has a roll on his head and a pair of glasses on his broad face. He can see through it at a glance, and people and animals are harmless.

After graduation, he went to the south. Later, except for the accident he had borrowed money from him several times, it was basically rare to see him.

Now I suddenly saw it again, so Wu Mu asked subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Mu discovered something was wrong.

Zhou Baidong in front of him is young, and his body is far from 200 kilograms. More importantly, the layout of the bed for the two of them and the 10-dollar fan at the head of the bed...

This is just a university dormitory!

At this time, Zhou Baidong changed direction and continued to lie. The novel in his hand turned a page and said, "You are talking nonsense. The heat outside is 40 degrees high. What else can I do besides reading books here?"

"... Unlike you, you can go to the air conditioner of the computer hypermarket and chat with the beautiful girls who come and buy computers. Depressed!"

Depressed? What an ancient and distant mantra.

Wu Mu smiled and sat up. He did work odd jobs on the computer street on Zhujiang Road during the summer vacation of his freshman year, and the boss was a very kind woman.

"You're so depressed, the little fan is blowing, the little emperor is watching, the little bed is lying... When is it now?"

After cursing Zhou Baidong, Wu Mu habitually wanted to touch his phone to see the time, but ended up feeling empty.

He doesn't have a cell phone yet.

Zhou Baidong glanced at the Motorola man hanging on the bed bar and said, "At 1:10, you are 10 minutes late for work!"

"Shapi, I'm asking about the date!"

"Shapi, today is August 14, 2000, and there is still one week to start school in sophomore year, and the exam is not required. You don't need to remind me!"

At this moment, the Motorola man suddenly rang out.

Zhou Baidong only glanced at him, and was lazy to move, "I'm looking for you again, Shapi!"

Wu Mujing jumped out of bed and pulled the big man to see. The information about the double-row Hansi was very large and clear at a glance.

"College student, I'll give you half an hour. If you don't show up again, all your salary this month will be deducted!"

The message from the female boss.

He is obviously not a few years older than him, but he always looks fierce when he controls his lower body.

Very scary.

Wu Mu smiled and photographed the big man showing it, "You said you are a dead otaku who watches the little emperor every day, why do you buy such a bb machine? Isn't it obvious that we have the service to several of us? If you have the ability, you can buy a Nokia!"

Zhou Baidong was not afraid at all, "If you have the ability, please leave the dormitory number to the boss~"

Isn't it just hurting each other?

A room full of brothers, aren’t they just trying to make fun of suffering and bring a knife to the critical moment?

The boys' dormitory is already messy.

And the boys' dormitory that has been around for nearly two months is even worse than the pig's nest.

Wu Mu found his basin number 00110 from the washbasin rack and immediately put it back.

A very thick layer of gray was accumulated inside, which was so dirty and hot.

Fortunately, the towels hanging behind the door are quite clean, so I went to take a shower first.

Zhou Baidong couldn't stand it anymore, "Hey, why don't you go to work quickly? Are you not afraid that your boss will really not be paid? Brothers are still waiting for you to receive your salary!"

"...I've been empty all summer vacation, so I'm pointing at your meal to replenish some oil."

Wu Mu patted his chest, "You put your heart back in your stomach, you will definitely not be able to eat this meal!"

Zhou Baidong's "Shapi!" came from behind him, and Wu Mu went out leisurely.

The public bathroom is at the end of the corridor, and at first glance, it is empty.

There is still one week before the second school starts, which means today is August 14, 2000, and I am just 19 years old.

In the prime of life!

Before he could sigh that he had been reborn, Wu Mu immediately thought of a serious problem.

He put all the tuition and living expenses for his sophomore year on 10 128m memory sticks, betting that there will be a wave of memory before school starts.

As a result, there is no need to wait.

Anyway, I died miserably in that previous life.

If you quit now and find a way to make a fuss for the boss, you might have a chance to stop the loss.

Without further ado.

Wu Mu took a cold shower every few minutes, changed into shorts and short sleeves and walked out.

The boss was not in a hurry when he issued an ultimatum before, because it took at least an hour to drive from the Jiangbei Campus of Donghai University to Zhujiang Road.

It's definitely not too late for half an hour.

Now, Wu Mu was thinking about how many minutes later, and maybe he could give a good impression in front of his boss and leave a way out for those 10 memory sticks.

He hurried downstairs, and as soon as he was exposed to the sun, he was stopped by a timid voice.

"Wu Mu!"

Looking back, who is this girl from whom is so beautiful and so delicate?

Immediately, Wu Mu came to his senses. Isn’t this his first love for Xiao Chenyu?

Looking at the young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, Wu Mu found that the taste of first love born in the 1980s is indeed green and beautiful.

It can make an invincible girl with an appearance of 85 minutes, waiting for you downstairs silently under the scorching sun in the summer forty degrees.

If it were ten years later, would you give it a try?
Chapter completed!