The big poplar trees on the roadside fell the last dead leaves, and the frost after autumn finally defeated the grass that resisted tenaciously in the corner early in the morning, the sky was gray and sleet. Lin Ziwen turned the 1992 calendar to the last page, carried her schoolbag, and took her umbrella to go to school.

As soon as I entered the teaching building, Lin Ziwen felt the warmth coming. A student who had just entered screamed and rushed upstairs excitedly, and the early December in the north was quite cold. There was no heating a few days ago. Many students in J caught a cold due to colds. The teacher also called on everyone to put on cotton clothes early.

The radiator in the corridor was indeed warm. As soon as I entered the classroom, Lin Ziwen saw the early students sitting in the seat as excitedly as if they had hit Du Lengding, and were about to chat with Bai Hong. When he heard someone shouting at the door of the classroom: "Lin Ziwen, your brother is looking for you."

Lin Ziwen ran out of the classroom and saw Zhang Yong and Lin Zichuan standing there chatting. Lin Zichuan was carrying a camouflage marching bag in his hand, stuffed inside.

"Have you cared all over? Have you finished reading it?" Lin Ziwen asked with a frown. He had just bought this big bag of things and was borrowed by Lin Zichuan for a long time. Unexpectedly, he had sent it to the school in just a few days.

"How can I finish reading all of them? I have only read more than ten books, but my mother won't let me go. Isn't this the final exam soon? She asked me to study hard and read it again on vacation." Lin Zichuan said depressedly that he accidentally found these things at Lin Ziwen's house that day. After robbing and returning home, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep well. As a result, he was so happy that he was in vain that day that he was so happy that he was so excited that he didn't sleep well after he got home.

When Zhang Yong heard Lin Zichuan say this, he poked the big bag with his hand and asked strangely: "What's in this bag? It seems to be all books? What kind of books are they?"

Lin Zichuan ignored him, handed the bag to Lin Ziwen and went back to the classroom. Zhang Yong asked Lin Ziwen again. Lin Ziwen said to him mysteriously: "I can lend you some, but you can't tell others."

Zhang Yong brought out his grandfather's name as a revolutionary martyr on the spot, patted his chest to ensure that Lin Ziwen opened the zipper of the marching bag, exposed a slit, and pressed Zhang Yong's head in to make him feel happy.

The piles of comic books in the bag were full of comic books, and the colorful cover immediately made Zhang Yong look confused. Zhang Yong quickly reached in and flipped it out, "Dragon Ball", "Ranma 1/2", "Basketball Flying Man", "Goddess' Saint Seiya", "Football Young Player", "Havenly Han Yuliang"... Zhang Yong wanted to continue flipping down, but was pulled out by Lin Ziwen.

"Ziwen, Brother Wen borrowed me a few books, I promise not to tell others that you borrowed me." Zhang Yong tightly covered the port of the marching bag with his hand, looked around like a thief, and after confirming that he had not been noticed by others, he begged Lin Ziwen to ask Lin Ziwen after confirming that he had not been noticed by others.

Lin Ziwen nodded and agreed, asking him to pick a few books first. Zhang Yong carefully took a volume of "Dragon Ball" from the top to fight in the Meike scroll, stuffed it into his jacket, Lin Ziwen pulled the marching bag and stretched out his right hand. Zhang Yong held it tightly and shook it, saying solemnly: "Comrade, take good care of it, the revolution is about to succeed." Lin Ziwen also whispered excitedly: "The darkness before dawn is the most difficult to resist, but the dawn of victory is not far from us." Zhang Yong nodded vigorously, with a firm expression on his face and two underground comrades looked around nervously after speaking, and went into the classroom to return to their seats separately.

Comics such as "Dragon Ball" were published and distributed in China by Hainan Photography and Fine Arts Press in the early 1990s. In just a few years, it became popular in the country. Hainan Publishing Press published one more edition and printed several times, making a fortune. Lin Ziwen just made a fortune. One day, he was excited when he passed by the bookstore and bought all his favorite comics. After taking a taxi to his home, he hid them sneakily. Fortunately, he was not discovered.

Bai Hong saw Lin Ziwen holding a heavy bag under the table and asked him in confusion: "What's weird thing this time?"

Lin Ziwen pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "What are strange things? They are all my treasures in it, and there are many of them that you like."

"I like it? Your big bag of things is all books, what books do you have?" Bai Hong was a little excited. It seemed that Lin Ziwen's belt must be extracurricular books.

The bell rang at this moment. Lin Ziwenxun searched in her marching bag, took out a few books of "The Daughter of the Nile River" and stuffed them into Bai Hong's desk.

Bai Hong did not listen to this class, and quietly read a comic book below. Bai Hong is usually very alert, but this time she can focus on the comics, because Lin Ziwen suddenly became kind and helped her watch the wind

After school at noon, Lin Ziwen was about to carry all the comics home, but was stopped by Chen Xiaolei

"My sister Lin, who did you say that my aunt loves reading comics? I'm so embarrassed to me when I recite so many things at once and I'm sending them to school." Chen Xiaolei's cunning smile on her face reminded Lin Ziwen of Xiao Qian's second sister in "Ranma 1/2"

After negotiations, Lin Ziwen was defeated. Chen Xiaolei carried the military bag without any effort. He went home happily. Bai Hong made an appointment with her to read comics on Sunday. Only Zhang Yong was happy on his face. When Lin Ziwen's comics were all kidnapped by "Queen Chen", his mood was as painful as the revolution had failed.

In the afternoon, Lin Ziwen skipped class again and planned to take a walk at Zixin Game Center. This Zixin Game Center just opened the day before yesterday. It is located on the side of a very prosperous road market, next to the Municipal Radio and Television University, about seven or eight kilometers away from J.

Zixin Game Center has a wide area of ​​more than 100 square meters. Lin Ziwen devoted all of her to it, investing all her last copyright fee and income during this period here. Twenty game consoles and thirty gambling machines are already very large in Shancheng.

Liu Hongyu was wandering around the game center, and a string of dozens of keys in his hand was shaking so hard that Ding Dangxiang saw Lin Ziwen carrying a large bag of oranges in, and hurriedly greeted him: "Ziwen, are you going to skip class again in the afternoon?"

"Well, it's not interesting to stay in school. I'll go out and wander around to see if I can find a few more stores before New Year's Day." Lin Ziwen opened the orange pocket and handed it over to Liu Hongyu to take it.

Liu Hongyu likes to eat sour food, so he picked a small green-skinned orange from it, and said while peeling it: "I still want to buy a house in the first year? Didn't you say that the machines I just bought have spent all the money? I don't think there is enough manpower now. Should I finish the New Year first?"

Lin Ziwen led Liu Hongyu to the innermost corner of the game hall, found a machine and sat down, and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, did you sing the 'snail and the oriole' when you were a child? What is the lyrics of the last snail sing to the oriole bird?"

Liu Hongyu thought about it and said uncertainly: "The last sentence seems to be, when I climb it, I will mature and now children can sing it."

Lin Ziwen peeled an orange and threw it into her mouth and said, "Yes, it was the day before yesterday that we spent all the money. We are making money every day. When we want to buy a house, we have saved enough money."

Liu Hongyu pulled a chair and sat down, smiled and said, "So you are that snail, I am a stupid oriole."

Lin Ziwen teared the orange peel in her hand, and said seriously Liu Hongyu: "Actually, what you said just now is not all wrong. We are indeed short of staff now, and there are more than three or two missing. If you have any relatives and friends who need to find a job, you can introduce it here to try it. But remember, we don't want any mediocre people."

Liu Hongyu nodded, and Lin Ziwen added: "If someone wants to come to work, just introduce it to Brother Li directly. Let him decide how to arrange it, don't ask me."

Lin Ziwen thought very clearly. Although the current game center business is making money every day, no one can say that one day it will be stopped by the country. Making money on this can only make more money. Lin Ziwen, who has experience in his previous life, only regards the current game hall business as a small training session. There are countless big things to do in the future, and countless opportunities and money are waiting for him.

The two were sitting together eating oranges, suddenly they heard someone shouting loudly in the distance, and smashing a mahjong machine with his fists Liu Hongyu was about to stand up and take a look, but Lin Ziwen reached out and gently pressed it down, signaling him to take a look first
Chapter completed!