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Chapter 558 Existence II

In the enthusiasm of Jin University Student, Zhao Changan subconsciously pressed it and rang the phone, shouting "Who" to his phone, and then he saw that it was Ye Zi called.

He sighed in his heart and said that it was going to be bad. Ye Zi would definitely be so angry that she cursed herself.

"Zhao Chang'an, you can, can you tell me where it is now?"

Seeing Zhao Changan having a phone call, the students from Jin who surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside were hushing each other, making Zhao Changan easy to talk to each other.

"Chief Ye, when I called you, a fellow Jinda from Jinda contacted me and told me that I would go back to the Dragon Boat Festival. I put the car back to Jinling City. Now in Jinda, I will go back to the mountain city in a while."

"Okay, let's see you tomorrow; by the way, Ye Ying drove away from the Red Building just now, and I guess I'm likely to go to the mountain city."

"Well, yes, understand; I'll contact you again.

Now Zhao Changan is standing around him. Even if he has a headache when he hears it, he can't say a lot of things.

I can only wait a while before going back.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Changan looked at the shiny eyes of the earnest college students around him, and then looked at Chu Yourong who was sitting in his seat, knowing that he had to sing one.

Otherwise, those little-hearted people who are dissatisfied with Chu Yourong will arrange to say strange things.

“Is there a guitar?”

“Yes, yes!”

A fat man with high glasses rushed into the crowd with a guitar in his arms, and started to run to Zhao Changan with a sweaty head.

“Guitar, guitar~”

Seeing Zhao Changan's puzzled eyes, the little fat man said proudly: "I, my dormitory is close to you."

“Haha~”

The students around them burst into laughter.

"Can the table stand?"

"Stop, just stand, the quality of our Jinda dining table is very good."

Zhao Changan stood on a cleaned dining table, holding the guitar and moving his fingers gently, and trying the tone.

It feels very good.

Outside the crowd surrounding, a girl with a ponytail raised the small digital camera in her hand.

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry."

Zhao Changan apologized silently in his heart and swore: "I will get this song for free."

"exist."

After Zhao Changan finished speaking the song title, the entire Jinda Yikeshu Restaurant became silent.

"How many people are walking but trapped in the same place, how many people live but die; how many people love but seem to be separated, how many people smile but are full of tears."

——

The white Mercedes-Benz was running on the highway, Wen Ye drove, Zhao Changan was sitting in the passenger seat, and Chu Yourong was sitting in the back seat.

There were some popular songs playing in the car, Wen Ye was driving attentively, while Zhao Changan was already sleeping soundly with his seat belt on his face.

Chu Yourong also slept with his eyes closed. At this time, he quietly looked at the mountains and rivers outside the car window, as if he was silently contemplating.

Zhao Changan, who was sleeping in front, was becoming increasingly difficult to see through for Chu Yourong.

Once upon a time, the little monkey who was proud of being a golden monkey in junior high school, was holding a guitar and playing pop songs, pretending to be adults and pretending to be deep and melancholy.

The guy who was in a slump in high school, fought and skipped school to smoke.

When did it start to become so powerful and strange?

Chu Yourong clearly remembered that on the afternoon of July 8 last year, his father returned home after the invigilator. He was carrying a large bag of cold dishes in his hand, yelling to ask his mother to take out the good wine from the house, saying that he would be "a big white" at night.

"Yourong, how many points can you do in this paper? How many points can you do!"

My father took a hand-written college entrance examination math paper in front of him and said proudly: "My student has full marks! I can't even get full marks!"

"Full marks? There are many people who have full marks in the college entrance examination every year, but now the results are not out. Who dares to say that they have full marks? Is it Tang Shicheng, Guan Chuanlin, or Shu Huanxia?"

My mother talked about several of the best grades in the junior high school graduating class that my father was last taught at Shancheng No. 1 Middle School, but my father smiled and shook his head.

Then he solved the mystery like offering treasure: "It's Zhao Chang'an, Zhao Chang'an!"

At that time, both my mother and myself sneered and disbelief.

"I am his invigilator. At first, he didn't write for more than ten minutes. I thought he had really fallen into depravity over the years and wasted. Where did I know, alas, Xia Wenyang, Xia Wenyang, I'm my teacher, sorry to Zhao Changan!"

My father ignored the surprised eyes of himself and his mother, picked up the wine glass and drank nearly two pairs of spicy wine: "Speaking of this, I am ashamed. I know that such a big change has happened in his family, but I don't know how to help him, but I just kept using him as a counter-textbook and saying that he is a modern version of the wounded Zhongyong!"

Chu Yourong clearly remembered that his mother's face turned red at that time.

When she was in the first high school, she saw Zhao Changan fighting and smoking. She told her father about the incident. Her father once wanted to see Zhao Changan, but was severely stopped by her mother.

The reason is that Xia Wenyang has a very good relationship with his mother's superiors and is close to Pei Pingjiang.

Xia Wenyang not only has a vengeful personality, but his son and brother-in-law are also famous hooligans in the mountain city.

At the same time, he also strongly expressed his opposition, saying that Zhao Changan is now mixed with a group of little hooligans all day long, and he is helpless to persuade him that his kindness will definitely be treated as a donkey, and may also affect him.

When the college entrance examination results came down, Zhao Changan actually got the top scorer in the province.

Shocked himself and his mother.

My father was drunk again that night, and after getting drunk, he kept shouting sorry.

At that moment, Chu Yourong even hated Zhao Chang'an.

Because my family never owe Zhao Changan anything, why should I make my father so painful?

During the last period of last summer vacation, Zhao Changan frequently appeared on TV, newspapers, paraded the streets, and was in a state of glory.

However, my father was in the school’s family compound and never said, “This is my student!”

Knowing that on the eve of the winter vacation, my father suddenly called himself happily and said that Zhao Changan asked her if she would go back during the New Year and would go back with her.

In fact, Chu Yourong was impatient at all and walked with Zhao Changan, but for her father's happiness, she could only pinch her nose and accept it.

Over the past year, Zhao Changan's songs include today's new song; the companies he founded, ABC and Jurassic.

All of this made Chu Yourong know that this big boy was like the song "Existence" he sang today.

‘Would you find an excuse to continue living, or spread your wings and keep angry?’

So when I was in the first high school, I looked at him with a strange coldness and said, "Skip classes and fight and smoke."

When his father wanted to find Zhao Changan, he was stopped by himself and his mother.

In fact, I am like those who took the opportunity to kick him when he was suffering and hardships.

In fact, there are also his own footprints on his back!

"I'm sorry, Zhao Chang'an."

Chu Yourong said silently in his heart, his eyes a little wet.

The melody and lyrics of the song "Existence" have been echoing in my heart:

‘Who knows where we should dream, who understands what dignity has become; whether to find a reason to go with the flow, or move forward bravely and break free from the cage. ~’

"Changan Zhao, come on!"
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