I'm The Hard Rice King

Chapter 345 It has to be my guide

What is the meaning of class reunion?

On the bright side, it is to connect with the relationship, chat and reminisce about the past, and then find someone you liked before, and want to rekindle the old relationship. In essence, it is to gather status, gather money, find resources, and build contacts.

Those who are good at it want to show off, and those who are not good at it want to help themselves when they are good at it.

The female classmates are meticulously painted and well-dressed. The male student was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he looked like a dog. The thoughts between the two were obvious.

Conclusion, the older you are, the more utilitarian the purpose of class reunions, and the weaker the emotional level.

Fortunately, high school life is not too far away for Li Peifeng, and his classmates are not very old and not so worldly.

Class 2 was originally a key liberal arts class in the city at Ningyuan City No. 1 High School. The students in the class generally had good college entrance examination scores, 985/211 among them, and two were admitted to Yanda and Qinghua University. At present, we are either just starting to work or studying abroad. We have just entered the society, and our thoughts are not so utilitarian. We still retain some reserve and simplicity of students. Everyone sat together, simply eating and chatting.

But the topic at the dinner table basically revolved around Li Peifeng, after all he had been in the limelight not long ago.

Famous, rich, and connected to the entertainment industry, popular on TV, well-known all over the Internet, if you don’t make fun of Li Peifeng, who will you make fun of?

"Is Nazha's hand easy to touch? How does real Zhong Chuxi look?"

"It's too thin, and it doesn't feel good to the touch. The real Chu Xi is just like that. She looks better than in front of the camera."

"Hey, do you have WeChat with them? Don't you usually chat?"

"Don't chat, we meet occasionally at work, just socialize."

"Bancao, I found you on Douyin last time, are you still engaging in self-media? How are you doing, making money?"

"I am a fan of short videos, and I don't make much money from them."

"Oh, then the online writing business should be quite profitable, right?"

"Just so so, I remember...Ajie, did you tell me before that you were writing online articles?"

"Hey, it was my sophomore year. I wanted to try writing, but I couldn't hold anything in front of the computer, so I gave up."

"Persistence will always pay off. Your writing skills are not bad."

Li Peifeng didn't want to be the one who stood out, so he just ate in silence. If his classmates took the initiative to chat with him, he would chat a few words. No, just have a drink with Liu Zhengqi and the others and reminisce about the three years of high school.

The three-year cold window was extremely long and bitter at that time. But looking back now, it was only a short moment, as if everyone was still in the classroom, and the teacher was teaching tirelessly on the stage. They looked at the sunset outside the window through the mountains of books on the table, and took a nap with their arms propped up...

How come it's been six years since I graduated from high school when I just took a nap?

How many people want to go back to the past, but they clearly remember that they wanted to leave so much at that time.

"Monitor, do you still remember the time when I was a sophomore in high school and I didn't know the questions in a mock test, so I wanted to copy them as you did?"

Liu Zhengqi looked at the male classmate and said suddenly: "That question...Li Qingzhao?"

Zhao Ruiming smiled and nodded: "Yes, fill in the blanks and ask Li Qingzhao what sect he is from. I don't know how. I asked you to spread the paper in a low voice and let me see it."

Liu Zhengqi finally recalled it and laughed loudly: "I didn't tell you that I covered up the scroll and taught you that plagiarism is not a skill. You have to rely on your true strength... What did you write in the end?"

"Wu-Tang Clan!"

"Hahaha~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place burst into cheerful laughter.

Zhao Ruiming was not ashamed, but continued to talk with great interest: "After the results of that mock test came out, Lao Sun was so angry that he slapped the table and shouted, 'This time it's too much, especially some people's answers. We can invite your parents to come over and talk. I have been teaching for more than 20 years, how could I teach such an idiot? It is simply a shame to me and a shame to our class!!"

"I was so frightened that I thought that Old Sun must be talking about me, and I'm going to die this time. You also know the temper of our head teacher, that's really a beating!"

Zhao Ruiming seemed to still have lingering fears, and the others expressed sympathy.

"Yes, almost all the boys in our class have been beaten by him. The sound of the little ruler is so loud and crisp that you can hear it in the corridor!"

But the next moment, Zhao Ruiming changed the subject: "But then I looked at the paper of our class teacher Liu, and I felt a lot more relaxed instantly. I knew that the person our class teacher was scolding was definitely not me. You know the answer to that question he wrote was What?"

"What did you write? Isn't the correct answer the graceful school?"

"The egg yolk pie written in such a bad way!!"

"Ahahaha~"

The whole audience burst into laughter, and Liu Zhengqi also felt a little ashamed: "A good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past. Let's have a drink and it's all in the wine!"

In the blink of an eye, halfway through the meal and the wine was in full swing, someone suddenly made a suggestion.

"Let's sing a song?"

The scene became quiet after these words. It was obvious that everyone was somewhat interested in the proposal, but most of their eyes were on Li Peifeng.

"Come on, the class grass, our class grass sings beautifully!"

"No way? It's obviously Jiahui who sings the best!"

"Come on, come on, no matter who it is, just start!"

Du Jiahui looked at Li Peifeng and smiled lightly, with two dimples on her face: "Come on."

"Okay, let's sing the song we sang when we graduated."

Mr. Li nodded slightly, thought for a while, and started humming using the [Rounding Sound].

"en~en~en~en~"

"How can we forget our old friends and not miss them in our hearts~"

"How can old friends forget each other~ Friendship lasts forever~"

"We used to wander all day long~on the green hills of our hometown~"

"We have also gone through a lot of hardships ~ running around and wandering around ~"

"..."

Now Li Peifeng has the technical blessing of "winding sound", his voice is impeccable, it can be soft or soft, hard or hard, and the real and false sounds can switch naturally; he also has the transformation and enhancement of "acute hearing", and his absolute sense of sound makes his His singing talent has been further improved. Although his level has not reached the level of a professional pop singer and his skills are a bit inferior, his ability to convey emotions is definitely not weak. He will have no problem killing mass music lovers instantly.

Therefore, when Li Peifeng opened his mouth, some students took out their mobile phones to record videos, and some were so mesmerized that they got into the song and sang along with him, with the singing rising from weak to strong.

"We also had fun all day long, rowing on the green waves~"

"But now the work and the swallows are separated~far away from each other by the ocean~"

"..."

"Friendship lasts forever~Friends~Friendship lasts forever~"

"Toast a toast and drink~Sing with one voice Auld Lang Syne..."

After the song was finished, the chorus was sung twice more than the original song. Everyone was still not satisfied with the song. Some emotional female classmates even had red eyes. They were sentimental about the spring and autumn. Some praised Li Peifeng for his good singing voice: "Classmate, you can do it." I’m going to participate in Dongguk’s The Voice!”

"I am over-flattered!"

"Come, drink."

Zuo Dongxu brought up a glass of wine. After everyone drank it, Cheng Kuan also put down the glass and suddenly said: "Which of you has contact with Zhang Wenyan? Is he working or studying somewhere?"

"died."

I don't know who suddenly answered, and the dinner table suddenly became quiet.

"Dead...?"

Cheng Kuan's expression was shocked. He followed the sound and saw a fat girl with a ponytail repeating in a heavy tone: "He passed away."

After speaking, the girl explained again. The reason was very simple. Zhang Wenyan was in a car accident while riding a motorcycle. At a speed of 80 mph, he hit a car running a red light, and everyone at the scene disappeared.

"What happened two months ago, when his parents just posted a circle of friends, many classmates saw it. Feiyue, Xiuting and I even went to the funeral... His parents cried like weeping people .”

Some people present knew it and some didn't. Most of those who didn't know were stunned, and some didn't know what to say, including Li Peifeng.

He remembered Zhang Wenyan, a boy who was over 1.8 meters tall, played basketball very well, and was the sports committee member in his class. No further contact. Unexpectedly, when I heard this name this time, it was the news of his death.

"He, he still owes me thirty dollars."

Cheng Kuan said nonchalantly: "When I was in high school, I went online with him to help him..."

Maybe because he felt that the atmosphere of the dinner was too depressing, Zuo Dongxu pursed his lips and changed the subject: "Is our homeroom teacher, Lao Sun, retired now? Although I have been beaten by him a lot, now that I think about it, he is still quite responsible. , It’s so hard to find a teacher like Lao Sun now. Why don’t you all take advantage of the time you have recently to form a group to visit his old man.”

"..."

The scene became even more silent, and everyone looked at Zuo Dongxu with strange eyes.

Liu Zhengqi couldn't help but slap Zuo Dongxu, frowning and said: "Old Sun has passed away too!"

"ah?!"

Zuo Dongxu was stunned. Li Peifeng sighed: "The brain infarction, what happened the year before last, was notified to the class group, don't you know?"

Zuo Dongxu smiled bitterly: "I really don't know, I didn't pay attention to the group chat."

Once this topic was brought up, it couldn't stop anymore. People present talked about who in the class had a situation similar to "Zhang Wenyan" and "Old Sun". After talking in detail, in the class of fifty-three people There were at least ten people who couldn't appear in front of everyone and attend this party.

Excluding Zhang Wenyan, who died in a car accident, and class teacher Sun Anzhi, who died of illness.

Of the remaining eight students, two students also died due to accidents or illnesses, and one of them, we can't even tell whether it was suicide or an accident.

One made a mistake and got into the fence, and is currently stepping on the sewing machine crazily, trying to get out of prison as soon as possible;

One suffered emotional setbacks, had mental problems, and had severe hallucinations. He was fighting wits with the doctors in the mental hospital to prove that he was not mentally ill.

There is one who was admitted to a secret scientific research military unit and researched missiles at a military base in the deep mountains and old forests, destined to remain anonymous for the rest of his life;

After graduating from university, one entered a secret department of the army or national security, and it was also a high-level secret. He might shed his blood on the hidden front, and he was also doomed to remain unknown.

The last one simply disappeared from the world, no one knows where he went and what he is doing now...

Could it be that time travel is the protagonist? What are my classmates? ! Death by disease, car accident by car accident, mental illness by mental illness, suicide by suicide...

Li Peifeng didn't like it, but on the other hand, he deeply felt that the atmosphere of the dinner was ruined, so he wanted to improve it;

"Let's have a nice chat. That Huijia, I finished singing just now, you take us to sing another song."

Du Jiahui frowned and said, "My name is not Huijia!"

I know, isn't this an intentional mistake to ease the embarrassing atmosphere? !

"I'm sorry, sorry, I drank too much, my mouth is full."

Li Peifeng snorted secretly, apologized, and then said: "Jiahui, please sing a song."

Du Jiahui thought for a while, and then slowly said: "Spring flowers bloom, autumn wind ~ and winter sunset ~ melancholy youth ~ I used to think so ignorantly..."

A song "Story of Time", the singing is melodious, at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the dinner ended, and the students went back to their respective homes.

"Where do you live? Shall I see you off?"

At the entrance of the hotel, some people were waiting for the driver, some people waved for a taxi, Du Jiahui took the initiative to find Li Peifeng, took out the car keys in the bag, pressed the unlock button, and the brand new Mercedes-Benz C-Class next to it turned on the lights .

"No, I'll just take a taxi with them."

Li Peifeng pointed to the stopped taxi, then waved his hand and said: "Let's go, bye."

Liu Zhengqi reminded loudly: "Send me a WeChat message when you get home."

"clear."

Get in the car and leave.

Du Jiahui is just his former youth, and now Li Peifeng has his own story.

There are mountains and rivers, and tired birds don’t know where to return. It is possible to seek help in times of trouble, and the fate arises from its own stumbling blocks. There is no way to go back, it is meaningless to dwell on the past, and it is very dangerous to keep looking back...

"What are you doing (cute)? Log in to TT quickly and check out your book club."

The first time he entered the house after returning home, Huang Tianxuan sent a WeChat message. Li Peifeng was reminded by this, and when he turned on the computer, he realized what his book friend was up to.

After more than two hours of fermentation, the incident of 'taking photos of flesh to impress the author' has become more and more serious. Book friends are united and working together to make Li Peifeng break the news, otherwise the photos will be exposed, and they have given the last time. As of Until midnight tonight.

"How scary, it seems like there are readers crawling on me with small blades!!"

Li Peifeng is really a little uneasy. If his dark history of asking for red envelopes with nude photos is exposed, the consequences may not be very bad, but the fun-loving netizens may not hurt him in any way. The pen name of "One or Two Styles in the World" has many people. It will also be affected to some extent.

But it would be impossible to just bow down and agree to the update. This kind of thing happened twice once, and they took advantage of it. Even if Li Peifeng has saved a manuscript of 500,000 words, it still can't satisfy their appetite. In the future, he will definitely use his flesh photos. Blackmail him into doing something even more extreme!

Therefore, even if Li Peifeng did not read all the chat messages, he made up his mind that this hole should not be opened. At worst, he would let them post the photos of their flesh. Black and red are also red. After all, he relies on his talent and works to make a living, and his reputation A little more peach wouldn’t hurt either.

And what makes Li Peifeng fortunate is that not everyone in the book club of more than 4,000 people is threatening him. There are still people who are helping him to speak, such as Huang Tianxuan's "Lao Huang next door", such as "Yun Xinyue" Sex' Zhao Qingge. The latter is particularly firm and decisive...

"No, you can't post it! What you are doing is tantamount to leaking people's privacy. You are not joking with the author. It is against the law. Do you know the consequences?"

Yun Xinyuexing: "Publishing other people's private photos online infringes on other people's portrait rights and privacy rights. The victim can ask for compensation from the publisher and the website. If the circumstances are serious and widely disseminated, they will be suspected of spreading obscene materials. , shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than two years, surveillance or criminal detention. If it does not constitute a crime, it may also be suspected of violating Article 42, Item 6 of Public Security Administration Punishment for spreading other people's privacy. Depending on the seriousness of the case, he shall be fined not more than five hundred yuan or five to ten days. Administrative penalty of detention. A person whose private photos are distributed can file a lawsuit for infringement of reputation in court, demanding compensation for mental and financial losses... Even if the author does not pursue the case, wouldn't the author's family be angry? If you are a true fan of his books , just think about it!"

Lao Zhao has spread the Dharma among the group! It seems that other book lovers are also aware of the seriousness of the problem and feel that this method of urging updates is indeed a bit excessive. Therefore, they did not continue to discuss "using photos of flesh to persuade the author", but simply urged updates.

It has to be my director who can deal with things. She will really come in when something happens, and she will settle the matter as soon as she comes up! Invincible and invincible! !

Li Peifeng was moved to tears and said in the group: "I'm coding now. Dear relatives, please don't post photos indiscriminately. It will cause trouble to my life. I will work hard to update it!" Then he clicked on the cloud. Xinyuexing’s dialog box typed;

"I love you, sister~ Thank you for speaking out for me, otherwise it would be inappropriate for me to say this."

Yun Xinyue Xing: "Is it just a verbal thank you?"

One or two winds in the world: "Then, shall I send a red envelope? How much?"

After the chat box displayed "the other party is typing" for a while, Yun Xinyue said, "Ten photos."

Yun Xinyue Xing: "(kiss) You'd better wear less clothes...well, I definitely won't spread the word, trust me!"

I trust you too much, Zhao Duoduo! !

Li Peifeng chuckled, got up and picked up his phone to take a picture, when Lao Huang next door sent him another message.

"Is Lao Zhao also in the group?"

"That Yunxinyue sex, why do I look like her?"

One or two winds in the world: "I don't know, no, it's impossible... Where did you see it?"

Lao Huang next door: "The tone is very similar, and the behavior is also very similar. They all look serious, but they can't stop their sullenness."

One or two winds in the world: "(Dog head) Don't say that about my guide! Even if it is true, you can't say that!!"

"..."

(End of chapter)