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Volume 1 Spring Garden Chapter 1158 I won¡¯t dance at night

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    "Go meet the person you like, do what you want to do, and regard these as the last wills of your youth." After recalling this sudden text message from his mother, he was originally hesitant to participate.  In the evening, Zhou Zhongcheng, who was attending a sorority party organized by his senior brother from the business alliance, felt as if he had taken a reassurance that it was his first time to participate in such a so-called 'high-end' dance.

    Zhou Zhongcheng, who has always kept in mind his mother's earnest teachings and is a humble person, has usually been very 'resistant' to social activities like this, and has complained in his heart. After all, other students are eager to participate in this kind of opportunity.  It is no exaggeration to say that this will definitely add luster to the career path in the future.

    There was a time when the universe exploded and he questioned his mother, but when faced with her tears, he never mentioned it again. Zhou Zhongcheng, who had participated in such activities, had always been 'enjoying' it like an invisible man.  Student time.

    In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Zhongcheng is a typical northern man who is loyal and honest. He will laugh naively at anything you say to him. But he also has the tenderness of a talented man from the south of the Yangtze River, and his small seal script that makes even his mentors feel inferior. He writes:  Vigorous and powerful, he can solve the mystery of financial problems that several senior brothers have been struggling with.

    He rarely talks and likes basketball. For Zhou Zhongcheng, only on the basketball court can he express his youthful passion. He also violated his mother's last wish and secretly took over some financial work in private. Of course, he used other people's  Submitted under his signature, he only received some pitiful 'shooter' fees to support his living expenses.

    It is not easy to know about my mother. I have never understood the occupation of my father who often does not come home and looks fierce. I can vaguely hear some rumors from the neighbors' chatter. The words are very harsh, "illegitimate child."  Xiaosan', ever since his mother cried all her tears because of her high fever, the sensible Zhongcheng would always avoid those sensitive topics and report good news rather than bad news. Even if he suffered any setbacks in school, he would learn to deal with them on his own.  anti.

    Nineteen years old, the same age as Hua. On the day when he turned nineteen, he met his fierce father again. Unconventional, this night, he allowed himself to drink and even gave him a cigarette.  While his mother was there, he only drank and did not smoke.

    "Damn it, you are so far behind your brother." It was also on that day that he learned that he had a half-brother. The next day, early in the morning, his extremely excited mother pulled him to sit on the  He got the so-called 'father's' car, a very ordinary car, but with an unusually energetic driver. Only on this day did he find out that his father's surname was Nalan, and his name was Nalan Zhongcheng.

    Being used to 'Zhou Zhongcheng', he was just curious about the compound surname, but he had never been associated with the famous Nalan family in the northern province, let alone Nalan Er, who was still talked about for his evil reputation in Kyoto.  Master, he is his father, and young Nalan, who is so talkative, is his brother.

    After returning to school, Zhou Zhongcheng seemed very happy, not because he finally returned to the arms of the unfamiliar Nalan family, but because his mother's smile of tears of joy made him feel his mother's smile too.  from inner heart.

    At the age of nineteen, Zhou Zhongcheng was ignorant of love but extremely longing for it. Zhou Zhongcheng had always felt that he had no distracting thoughts when it came to treating girls. Until he met the goddess Cheng Shu of the same generation, he felt that his calm heart suddenly changed.  He felt that this was love, even though he knew that she already had a boyfriend who was even more awesome than the rich second generation.

    The existence of a goddess is something that people look up to, at least in Zhongcheng's heart. She is not good at words. When it comes to love, she is not as proactive as others. To put it bluntly, she is still 'inferior' and pays silent attention to her.  Squatting silently, silently cheering for each other's smile, until that day, she took the initiative to find him, he felt that his breathing was rapid, he felt that his heartbeat was no longer under his control, and that day, he became  The 'royal gunman' of a certain consortium.

    Zhongcheng's talent comes from his meticulousness in analyzing the financial chain down to the decimal place. His ideas are so astounding, but except for a few people who know them, all the glory  , but they all shine in the heads of others.

    Someone once told him that Cheng Shuan was taking advantage of him. The price of the plan he wrote on the black market was definitely more than ten times higher than what he was currently earning. Whenever he heard this, Zhongcheng would always  He smiled and said calmly:

    "My mother said that suffering is a blessing. It's rare for people to be confused." Even though he knew that the other party was playing with him, Zhongcheng still protected the goddess in his heart as always, crying with her, laughing with her, and listening quietly.  He had the chance to talk to her many times, but he didn't have the beauty of the goddess, and the other party also showed his love after being drunk.Hope, but he didn't do it.

    A few of his friends also laughed at his "incompetence", and they couldn't say they laughed it off. Zhou Zhongcheng, who was more or less resentful, mustered up the courage many times to express his love, but every time it came to his lips, he said,  He swallowed it until he spoke the truth after a drunken moment. That night, his heart was torn to pieces by her ruthlessness.

    Crying, hurting, after sobering up, Zhou Zhongcheng, who still lives in the classroom, study room, library, and cafeteria, still maintains the same relationship with her as before, a relationship of being used.

    "Hey, stupid Zhongcheng, this is the first time you have stepped on my feet. What are you thinking? You are not going to invite your goddess to dance at the banquet tonight." He recovered from his mother's words in an instant  Zhou Zhongcheng came over with a very apologetic expression. He looked at the junior sister in front of him, who was one year younger than him, and said with a flushed face:

    "Wen Hui, I'm really not good at it. I'm not a dancer. I think I'll just forget it."

    "Forget it, you're willing to do it." When she said this, the quirky little girl stood on tiptoes, blinked, and blinked her huge and lively eyes, looking straight at the tattooed man in front of her.  The bookish senior brother still hooked his hands on the other person's neck.

    Zhou Zhongcheng, who was blushing and thick-necked by the other party's gesture, broke away from the other party's ambiguous posture. Although he usually referred to him as a brother, the other party was a young girl after all, so this posture was still difficult for him to accept.

    "Oh, Huihui is seducing me, Zhongcheng, again. Zhongcheng, don't hesitate, take her away tonight, what a good girl." After hearing this, Zhongcheng hadn't spoken yet, and Wenhui almost jumped up,  With his waist inserted, he looked like a lion from Hedong, scolding the talkative man. When she turned around, Zhongcheng, who was scratching the top of his head, had already reached the corner of the training ground. Wenhui quickly ran over, cautiously  said:

    "Brother Zhongcheng, don't listen to them biting their tongues, they are joking." After hearing this, Zhongcheng smiled "hehe" to cover up his embarrassment.

    The two of them sat there quietly, watching the graceful dancing of the young men and women on the training ground. From time to time, they turned their heads and secretly glanced at Zhongcheng's Wenhui, and suddenly said:

    "Brother Zhongcheng, how about I be your dance partner tonight." After hearing this, Zhou Zhongcheng, who was panicked by the other party's eyes, nodded in embarrassment, then shook his head and said:

    "I won't dance at night." At this moment, a trace of loneliness flashed across Xiao Nizi's face.
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