I have played many times, and from this point of view, I am only worthy of being his uncle.
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Fighting cannot prove anything about a child, but I can see that Zhang Jibing’s undefeated victory is a precursor to his future career and becoming a real man .
I heard one thing from my family: There is a man in his thirties in my hometown. He is single with the surname Pei. He makes a lot of money in business. He often rides a motorcycle and carries a shotgun. Go to the wild to play rabbits. He is fierce, because he has been in jail because of fights. Once, Zhang Jibing said: “Lao Pei, you take me to play!” Lao Pei hugged him on the motorcycle and walked away. They walked more than fifty miles and came to an endless desert meadow. Lao Pei was joking while looking for prey, involving his sister. There might be a bit of teasing in his words, and Zhang Jibing’s eyes shot out angry light. Lao Pei didn’t notice it, and kept saying uninterestingly. Zhang Jibing gritted his teeth behind and stared at the back of Lao Pei’s head. Finally, he couldn’t hold back anymore and roared: “Lao Pei! I’ll fuck you eight generations of ancestors!!!” Then, he turned and ran. Lao Pei turned his head back, stunned. There is no people in the snow. Zhang Jibing can’t even figure out the direction, he will get lost. Lao Pei called him and called him back. Without looking back, Zhang Jibing ran faster and faster, like a rabbit. Lao Pei was frightened and chased him on a motorcycle. Zhang Jibing rushed out of the barren meadow and ran towards the depths of a large field with sorghum stubble. Because there are ridges and ridges, the motorcycle can’t drive, Lao Pei can only watch him run farther and farther, disappearing.
Na Yao, how far Zhang Jibing detoured, the family did not know. He walked for a day without eating a bite of food. In the evening, he returned home. The elder sister said: “You child is too terrible! Lao Pei wouldn’t let you play a shotgun, so you were angry? He didn’t see you after he came back, so he went to find you on a motorcycle again.”
Zhang Jibing said indifferently: “He lied.”
What exactly Lao Pei said, he would not say it himself, nor would Zhang Jibing say it. We can’t know. However, I’m sure that my friend Zhang Jibing risked being frozen to death, starved to death, or bitten to death that day. He ran so long in the wilderness all because of a poor child and him. Mother’s dignity.
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When I returned to my home in Northeast China, the first thing I thought of was to buy a gift for my friend Zhang Jibing. I want to buy him a stationery box, the most beautiful, lest he always put his stationery in bulk in a leaky schoolbag; I want to buy him a pack of chocolates, which he has never eaten; I still want to buy one for him Bunch of flowers, the kind dedicated to the hero…In the end, I didn’t buy anything, thinking about asking him what he wanted when I returned to the town.
My sister picked me up at the station. In the first sentence, I asked my friend Zhang Jibing enthusiastically. My sister first talked about how he was naughty, how badly disciplined and so on, and finally my sister said something like this: One day, she sold more