Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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Chapter 4 Classmate Reunion

In late July, the day of the college entrance examination finally arrived. Qin's mother trembled under the watch of the whole family and pressed the last number. Text

A mechanical sound rang from the receiver: Test No. 3799... Score: 689 points. It got through the first pass.

Qin Dad and Qin Ma heard that the score on the phone was afraid they had heard it wrong, hung up the phone, and replayed it again: 689 points, yes.

The first volunteer is rich, Qin Guan has passed the line properly.

Qin Dad and Qin Dad were overjoyed. They thought Qin Guan had lost the college entrance examination this time, but the results gave him a big surprise. The joy of his parents suddenly doubled.

Immediately high-spirited, propaganda everywhere, hoping to let all relatives and friends know.

Now Qin Guan has become the most annoying "children of other people's families". He grows up well, learns well, and lets all relatives' children grind their teeth.

The scores of the college entrance examination come out, and naturally some people are happy and some are sad.

But for the third and eighth classes in the high school, where the school is not as good as the dog, the college entrance examination is not a problem. When Qin Guan returned to school to fill in his volunteers, he was dragged down by the old class and notified the time of the graduation party.

On the day of the party, everyone in the class came, everyone took off their school uniforms, put on casual clothes, and without the tension before the college entrance examination, everyone was very happy to fight, eat, drink and drink.

Li Jian moved two boxes of beer from nowhere and poured a glass for all his classmates. I saw these school tyrants with thick bottom glasses staring at the beer in front of them, and a thief of light was shining in their eyes.

Qin Guan suddenly understood why black belly, sullenness, and arrogance were all used to describe people who broke the IQ list.

Three glasses of beer came down. The study committee member in the class, the person with the thickest bottom of the bottle, suddenly hurled the glass in his hand on the table, his eyes blurred and his face flushed, it was drunk.

Qin Guan is planning to see the most honest child in the class get drunk, and the learning committee squirted at him: "Qin Guan, the one I hate the most about Tm in the class is you!" The learning committee's voice was a little bit Big, the audience became quiet at once, "What other advantages do you have in addition to being better? You are just a middle school student, with a lonely character and a proper false high. One word: too Tm installed. But this is still said to be a school grass. I ah! What's even worse is that you dare to confess to Cong Nianwei. ah ah ah..."

The learning committee screamed, and the more he talked, the more excited he was, and somehow he cried.

The learning committee's face was full of tears and tears, crying and vomiting: "How can you do this? Are you always somber? Why are you getting more and more teasing B? Classmates are starting to approach you, academic performance Better than once, the teacher likes you too, but even then, I can’t admit defeat! Cong Nianwei, I like you too, like you more than him, Qin Guan you are so annoying, woo woo wow..."

Everyone was watching this most honest learning committee crying at the wine table.

Qin Guan feels that this is the typical wine Zhuang counseling. I was preparing for the Toya laughter, but at the quiet dining table, I suddenly started to hear the sound of Bido.

"Wang Ping, the second year of high school is the love letter I wrote to you. I like you." This is Bu Lu sitting in the first row. "Qu Mei, I grabbed your braid for three years, you know." Qu Mei decided what to do. Didn't hear it, indicating that he didn't understand at all.

The head teacher was like a monk on the table. He should eat, drink, and disregard this crazy group of boys.

The girl’s table was very calm. After the seven or eight boys drank out with the help of guts, they persuaded themselves, and each one shrank like a quail, and the scene fell into a strange quiet.

"Come on, Ding." The literary and art commissioner stood up from the table at once, and may have been too excited to bring down the chair behind him. The literary and art commissioner is a fair-skinned and slender girl. She is the crush of many boys in the class.

She pursed her lips and lifted the chair. Under everyone's attention, she suddenly ran to Qin Guan, grabbed Qin Guan's shoulder, "tweeted" on Qin Guan's face, and returned to her seat as if nothing had happened. .

The scene was quieter. Qin Guan raised his eyes and looked all around. He just wanted to open his mouth and say something. Just listen to the girl at the table and stand up. People 7 and 8 bombarded the art committee: "You too It's too cunning!" "That's right, it's a hello to know that you did this!" "That's why I wanted to do it this way, letting you take the lead!"

These people rushed to Qin Guan quickly, pulling their heads and tearing their clothes. Follow Qin Guan's left and right bows to "tweeting".

Qin Guan was pressed out and slipped under the table.

The head teacher glanced at the dishes on the table. Well, this restaurant's Jiu Zhuan intestine is really good.

These girls did not leave, tearing Qin Guan in place, defending their ownership.

Qin Guan looked through the legs of the table and saw Cong Nianwei at that table looking at him with a murderous little light in his eyes.

Qin Guan just wanted to get up, and his head fell like raindrops. The boys moved "Flat him, I can't bear it" "Return my goddess, fight with you!" For a time, the dishes and wine glasses flew together and roasted chicken A total of vegetables.

There are more and more men and women around Qin Guan. Everyone said to the class teacher who is not disturbed by foreign objects and eating intently: "Old class, please take a picture of us" "Take a picture with us"

The head teacher touched the oil on his mouth and took out a seagull SLR from his schoolbag. He debugged the camera quite professionally and shouted to everyone: "Look here, one, two, three!"

The time on the photo is fixed to this moment, the inner circle is a girl, the outer circle is a boy, or the person who hits or drags around the middle, the boy raises his head out of the table under the table, he grinned , Smiling and brilliant.

From today on, my classmates will have to go their separate ways. The best and transparent time in life will leave us. I wish all my high school classmates a successful school and a smooth sailing.