20demayo Chapter 89
Chapter 89
Lin Feng didn't speak.
Cheng Yuxin then asked, "So how much did you earn?"
Lin Feng said, "I don't know yet. They need to wire the money first."
Cheng Yuxin nodded.
She turned and went into the kitchen to continue cooking.
Lin Feng sat at the dining table, watching her busy figure.
Suddenly I realized that this is pretty good.
After school on Friday, Lin Feng went to Liu Jian's house again.
Liu Jian's father handed him two envelopes.
"your."
Lin Feng took it and opened it.
Both were remittance slips.
One letter is thirty-five, one letter is thirty.
He glanced at the postscript.
The one who bought 35 tickets bought seven PKZIPs.
I bought six of the thirty ones.
He calculated that it totaled sixty-five yuan.
He carefully kept the remittance slip.
Then he took out a floppy disk and began to copy it.
PKZIP, copying one image at a time.
Thirteen copies were made and put into an envelope.
Then he wrote a reply, a postcard, and sent them all together.
After mailing the letter, he stood by the mailbox, looking at the green metal box.
Sixty-five pieces.
Including the previous ones, it's over a hundred in total.
If I save up a little longer, I can buy a computer.
He smiled.
When he got home that evening, he showed the remittance slip to Cheng Yuxin.
Cheng Yuxin's eyes lit up even more after seeing it.
"Sixty-five? That many?"
Lin Feng nodded.
Cheng Yuxin looked at him with a complicated expression.
"Lin Feng, what you earn in a month is more than my living expenses for a year."
Lin Feng was stunned for a moment.
Cheng Yuxin said, "My monthly living expenses are only 150 yuan. You've earned 65 yuan in one go."
Lin Feng didn't speak.
Cheng Yuxin walked over and stood in front of him.
She looked at him for a few seconds.
Then she said, "In the future... don't overwork yourself."
Lin Feng looked at her.
Cheng Yuxin blushed slightly.
She turned and went into the kitchen.
"Have a meal."
Lin Feng stood there, watching her back.
He suddenly remembered his past life.
In his past life, he lived in an orphanage. There was an aunt who would cook him a delicious meal every time he got good grades.
Then say, "Don't overwork yourself."
He smiled.
During the meal, Cheng Yuxin asked him.
"Lin Feng, how much time is left in your competition?"
Lin Feng said, "Three months."
Cheng Yuxin did the math.
"Late February?"
Lin Feng nodded.
Cheng Yuxin remained silent for a while.
Then she said, "I'll go with you."
Lin Feng looked up at her.
Cheng Yuxin blushed again.
"I...I just want to see," she said, "to see you play."
Lin Feng looked at her.
I glanced at it for a few seconds.
Then he said, "Okay."
Cheng Yuxin smiled.
Early Saturday morning, Lin Feng went to the basketball court again.
Zhou Jianguo was already there.
Throw—swish.
Throw—swish.
Throw—swish.
Lin Feng walked to the other side and began practicing.
Sun Jianguo arrived at six o'clock after practice.
He took the jump rope and handed it to Lin Feng.
"Did you jump?"
Lin Feng said, "I jump every day."
Sun Jianguo nodded.
"We practiced dribbling today."
He took an eye mask out of his pocket and handed it to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng took it and looked at it.
Sun Jianguo said, "Blindfolded, practice ball feel."
Lin Feng blindfolded himself.
Everything went black.
Sun Jianguo handed him the ball.
"Keep going. Don't stop."
Lin Feng began to operate.
Boom, boom, boom.
It was okay at first, but after dribbling it a dozen times, the ball went away.
Sun Jianguo picked it up and handed it to him.
"Again."
Boom, boom, boom.
They ran away again.
"Again."
Boom, boom, boom.
They ran away again.
After practicing for an hour, Lin Feng was exhausted.
Sun Jianguo told him to stop.
"Alright, that's enough for today. Go back and practice more."
Lin Feng took off his blindfold; his eyes were a little uncomfortable with the light.
He blinked a few times and saw clearly.