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Text Chapter 2: Change seats for 500 yuan?

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    Jiang Xing was a child who grew up in the mountains. He had never seen his father before he was thirteen years old, and he had been living a poor life with his mother and grandmother in the mountains.  A man without support from his family leads a miserable life.

    Jiang Xing has been very sensible since he was very young. He has helped his mother with housework since he was sensible. Neighbors all praise Jiang Xing as a good boy. Only through hardship can he appreciate the pain and sorrow of life, and can he grow up quickly.

    It is true that children from poor families become masters early.

    When Jiang Xing was a child, he didn¡¯t know why his mother always sat at the entrance of the village at dusk, looking into the distance, as if expecting something. Every time he saw his mother¡¯s sad look, Jiang Xing secretly felt sad.  When he was thirteen years old, Jiang Xing realized that his mother had been waiting for his father's return.

    He came back, drove a luxury car, and appeared at the entrance of the village wearing a famous brand. When his mother told him that was his father, he fell silent and did not speak, but there was a trace of hatred in his eyes.

    Jiang Xing, who has been accustomed to living a poor life since he was a child, has developed the habit of thrift when he was very young. He will not spend money on unnecessary places.

    After taking off his grass-green military uniform, Jiang Xing put on the clothes he bought before going to the army. Although they were a little too small, they were still wearable. They included a white top, black casual pants, and flat sneakers. The total amount of clothes he wore together was not much.  Over two hundred dollars.

    But Jiang Xing has always felt that these cheap clothes are more comfortable to wear than those that cost tens of thousands of dollars, because they are bought with his own money.

    Yes, Jiang Xing has not spent a penny given to him by Jiang Teng since he was born, because he hates in his heart that he should not have appeared when he was thirteen years old, let alone take the mother and son out of the mountain.  If not for that, his mother would not have died, and he would not have lost a warm embrace.

    Jiang Xing was dressed in a simple and unpretentious outfit. Apart from a pretty face in the crowd, there seemed to be nothing special about him, and there was not much that attracted the girl sitting next to him.

    The girl just glanced at Jiang Xing politely, then lowered her head and held her chin in one hand, as if she was thinking about something or having something on her mind. In short, she looked listless.

    The train started.

    Although beautiful women are a great temptation for men, Jiang Xing is not boring enough to take the initiative to please. Seeing that the girl was silent, he picked up a book "Phenomenology of Spirit" and started reading.

    When the girl saw the "Phenomenology of Spirituality" in Jiang Xing's hand, she couldn't help but take another look at Jiang Xing. She saw that the blank pages of the book were filled with small words, which seemed to be about morality and so on.  Revealed curiosity.

    "You also like this book?" For the first time, the girl who was always as calm as water in life asked Jiang Xing.

    After asking the question, the girl herself felt incredible that she actually took the initiative to talk to a strange man. Of course, the main reason was because of the book.

    Her mother, who is frequently referred to as a psychology expert, loved reading this book the most and always liked to write her own morals in the book. When she saw this book, she thought of her mother and felt it from the bottom of her heart.  Feel friendly.

    Seeing the girl talking, Jiang Xing closed the book politely and smiled softly, "Yes! I quite like it."

    "My mother also likes to read this book. You must be a student of psychology!" The girl's voice was just like her appearance, nice and crisp.

    "Oh, no, I applied for the Fine Arts Department." Jiang Xing said.

    Afterwards, Jiang Xing had a lukewarm chat with the beautiful girl. From the chat, Jiang Xing learned that the girl's name was Gu Lan, a freshman at the Donghai Academy of Drama and Art, and she took the train to Donghai University just like him.

    "You said your mother is a psychology expert, so she must have made great achievements in psychology! In fact, I quite admire those psychologists." Jiang Xing said politely.

    Jiang Xing¡¯s smile was very clear, giving the impression of a very clean smile. There was no restraint in facing beautiful women and no lustful eyes. This made Gu Lan have a good impression of Jiang Xing, at least not an annoying one.

    "My mother passed away two years ago." Gu Lan's expression darkened when she heard Jiang Xing's question. She suppressed the pain forcefully and forced out a smile, but Jiang Xing could feel the pain hidden behind the smile.

    "I'm sorry." Jiang Xing said with some comfort.

    The train ran for a while.

    Jiang Xing and Gu Lan had just met each other after all, and neither of them were talkative people, so after chatting for a while they felt like there was nothing left to talk about.

    In the middle of the journey, Jiang Xing went to the toilet. When he came out of the toilet, he found two young men blocking his way.

    Jiang Xing frowned slightly and wanted to avoid the two young men, but saw the slightly taller young man among them said: "Brother, let's discuss this with you."A matter.  "

    The young man was wearing brand-name clothes, and his eye-catching appearance made it obvious that he was a kid from a rich family. He looked very arrogant, and his eyes were full of disdain when he saw Jiang Xing.

    In fact, Jiang Xing had noticed the two of them a long time ago. The two of them were sitting not far from Jiang Xing, and he had long noticed that they were looking at him unkindly.

    "What's the matter?" Jiang Xing looked at the young man in front of him and asked calmly.

    "My name is Yu Zhigao. Here are five hundred yuan." Yu Zhigao said and took out five one-hundred-dollar bills from the wallet marked with a crocodile head.

    "Money?" Jiang Xing glanced at it and waved five bills in front of him, without any intention of reaching out to take them. "Why do you want to give me money?"

    "I just want to change seats with you. I like the girl next to you." Yu Zhigao didn't take Jiang Xing seriously at all and said straightforwardly.

    Jiang Xing couldn't help but smile after hearing this, and he guessed it, "Forget it, I have money." Jiang Xing rejected Yu Zhigao directly.

    Seeing Jiang Xing's refusal, Yu Zhigao narrowed his eyes. Even though he was angry, he did not break out. He then said: "Are you rich? You can wear such bad clothes, brother, I see you take this money and buy  Just some clothes! If it¡¯s not enough, I¡¯ll give you another five hundred.¡±

    Although Yu Zhigao's words were kind, the irony was not concealed at all.

    Jiang Xing glanced at Yu Zhigao and shook his head, "I won't change."

    "You" Yu Zhigao's face suddenly darkened, and there was a cruel look on the corner of his mouth, "Brother, don't drink as a penalty if you don't eat the toast." It can be seen that Yu Zhigao has reached the edge of anger.

    The young man who had been silent next to Yu Zhigao took a step forward at this time and stood in the best position to make a move. His sadistic eyes seemed to be determined to defeat Jiang Xing.

    Jiang Xing was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them. He shook his head again, then turned around and wanted to leave.

    Yu Zhigao is the eldest brother in the school because of his family's rich banknotes. He has many younger brothers who sold their souls for money. He can be said to be a man of the hour in the school. But today, he was ignored by an honest-looking young man. He suddenly became furious.

    "Your uncle, stop for me." Yu Zhigao shouted with a dark face.

    The toilets on the train are all in separate compartments, so Yu Zhigao doesn¡¯t have to worry about disturbing other passengers if he shouts loudly.

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