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"What did I mention to you before? Lin Yue looked at her blankly: "What did I mention to you?

"That's what you said... let me do your girlfriend's business."

"Oh." Lin Yue "suddenly realized": "That's it. But I'm curious, what made you change your mind."

Konglingcao said: "I suddenly figured it out, can't I?"

Lin Yue said: "Is it because you have given up on Chen Xun?"

Kongbellcao's face changed slightly after he broke his heart, but he quickly recovered, pretending to be arrogant and said: "No, I just think that you are worthy of me now. The love that is rushing to get married must proceed from reality. Didn't you say so?"

"Yes, I said it." Lin Yue nodded: "But I changed my mind."

Kongbellcao said, "What do you mean?"

"I wanted to cultivate a relationship with you a year ago, but now I don't want to." Lin Yue said: "I gave you a chance, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it, so I refuse!"

"Don't you want to stay in the imperial capital? Don't you want to enter the railway system? Everything you want is a matter of my grandfather's words."

There was a trace of displeasure at the corner of Kongling Caomian's mouth. Ever since Lin Yue confessed to her last year, she had a sense of superiority. Girls with good grades in painting, painting, and academic performance sent him greeting cards and wrote letters, but she watched him coldly.

Because in her heart, who is Lin Yue?

A quasi-phoenix man who puts his interests first, what he wants is to climb high and rely on his relationship with women to soar into the sky, they are all deceived by his deliberately cool appearance, so it doesn't matter if they fight to the death, as long as she nods, Didn't this spare tire obediently jump into her bowl?

The man she's always with, those guys fight over their heads, it's funny.

Lin Yue looked at her and smiled: "Do you think a top student who is the champion of the middle school student group in the Municipal Calligraphy Competition, double gold medalist in the International Mathematics and Physics Olympiad, and the top student in the International Informatics Olympiad needs to rely on your family's connections to stay in the Imperial Capital?" ?”

Skybell: "..."

"Work hard, classmate, when you can come in front of me, let's study this issue again, you are not good enough for me now."

Lin Yue left, and Kongbellcao stayed where he was.

The former spare tire said that she is not good enough for him now?

How could he...

"Lin Yue, you bastard!"

She couldn't control her voice, and the little girl in the first grade who had just finished physical education class pointed at her.

"What's going on?"

"The confession was rejected."

"This senior sister is quite courageous."

"It should be called bravery."

"I also like Senior Lin. His slam dunk in the Nike Cup final is so handsome."

"Let's forget about a nympho like you who sees one and loves the other."

"..."

Listening to the discussion of the freshman girl, Konglingcao pointed to the direction where Lin Yue disappeared and said, "It's him...it's him who chased me."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

This time, it wasn't just the junior high school girls who were laughing, the juniors couldn't help laughing too, as if they were listening to a particularly funny joke.

What are your grades, what are others' grades?

What do you look like, what do you look like?

Number one in grade, athlete, slam dunk, art teacher's self-proclaimed blackboard expert, which title here doesn't require a girl of the class flower level to be worthy of it?

Will he chase after a four-eyed girl who wants to have a figure but no figure, no appearance but no grades?

Bellflower gritted its teeth angrily.

What she said was true, why didn't anyone believe it?

...

Another year of summer vacation.

Lin Yue lost his voice again, but unlike last year, Lin Jiamo didn't complain, and she didn't feel empty and boring. She enrolled herself in several remedial classes, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry. In short, except for no evening self-study, the whole In class during the day, or on the way to class.

Fang Hui also signed up for the remedial class, not to mention whether he can listen to it, and how much he can remember after listening, in short, it can reduce the frequency of harassment from Chen Xun.

August 7, 2000.

Tanabata.

Lin Yue drove a three-wheeled motorcycle, pulled several buckets of paint, plywood, putty powder, impact drill and other tools, and stopped in front of a facade house that was nearly ten years old.

At that time, the anti-theft doors were not rolling shutters, they were made of welded metal pipes, and it didn't take long for them to become rusty and red in two or three years.

Lin Yue walked into the front room with two paint buckets.

The first floor was a mess, with tools strewn about, scattered construction materials, broken foam boxes and broken tables and chairs everywhere.

Wu Tingting heard the voice coming down from the second floor.

"Although the landlord lost a lot of money in the restaurant, he cleaned it up neatly when he moved out. Unlike those restaurants in the city that quit, the kitchen is simply horrible."

Lin Yue piled the paint buckets in the corner, took a sip of water from the mineral water bottle thrown beside him.

Wu Tingting said: "In order to get my dad to agree to lend me 50,000 yuan to start a business, my mother has been cold and violent to him for more than half a month. This is half of our family's savings. If I lose here, I really don't know how to deal with it." them."

Lin Yuexin said, don't think I don't know that this is your dowry money.

"Don't worry, I can assure you. Even if you don't do anything, after three years, the annual rent for this 100-square-meter front house will be about the same."

"So sure?"

"Of course, who am I? How can the vision of a schoolmaster be compared to that of ordinary people?"

"Just blow it."

In 2000, the housing price in the imperial capital was 3,445,000, and that in Tongzhou was 1,800, but what about Fangshan, which is more remote? You must know that Liangshan is just a town.

The two of them pooled 75,000 yuan, and Lin Yue negotiated to buy this 100-square-meter house with a small yard downstairs and upstairs.

"By the way, this is for you."

He wiped off the white ash from his hands, took out a small red notebook from his dirty overalls, and handed it over.

Wu Tingting took it over and took a look. There was the national emblem in the middle of the cover, and the words "House Ownership Certificate" below it. Her name was written behind the owner of the house on the first page.

She froze for a moment: "Didn't you say that the real estate certificate can write the names of two people?"

"Oh, I remember wrong." Lin Yue replied casually, and went outside to move the putty powder and tools used by masons into the house.

"Then I'll write you a proof of investment."

"whatever."

The more Wu Tingting listened, the more uncomfortable she became: "What do you mean?"

"Don't you think it's a shame to talk about money on this special day?"

"What day is it today?" Wu Tingting frowned first, then suddenly realized after a while, looking at the big red book in her hand, she had a very subtle idea.

"Did you choose today to give it to me on purpose?"

Lin Yue said while pouring putty powder, "This is a coincidence."

"It's strange to believe you." Wu Tingting said, "You Shandong guy is not honest at all."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Wu Tingting looked at Lin Yue who squatted down to add water to the putty powder, and said softly, "Then what about your college tuition?"

When chatting before, Lin Yue said that his uncle was not married and had saved a little money over the years. After his uncle passed away, his grandfather opened a passbook for him and put part of the money in it as an education fund.

The money for buying the front house this time was that he took out the education fund and collected 75,000 yuan to the homeowner.

Lin Yue looked back at her and said, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who needs to pay tuition?"

Wu Tingting said: "I'm so blind every day, hurry up and do your work."

...

September 2000.

Another year of summer vacation is over, and the welcome slogan that has remained unchanged for thousands of years is hung on the sunny side of the teaching building.

In the third year of high school, less than a year away is an important turning point in life.

Lin Yue yawned and walked into the classroom.

Lin Jiamo jumped in front of him like a rabbit: "It's for you."

"What?" He took it in his hand and saw that it was a photo frame with a group photo of him, Fang Hui, He Sha, Lin Jiamo, Qiao Ran, Zhao Ye, and Chen Xun before the summer vacation.

At that time, I just took a photo casually, but didn't take it seriously, I didn't expect Lin Jiamo to take it so important.

"The teacher is here, the teacher is here."

Before Lin Yue could thank him, Zhang Huiran and others swarmed into the classroom.

In just a few breaths, a female teacher in her fifties with permed hair came in and hung the countdown board for the college entrance examination on the upper right corner of the blackboard.

Their new homeroom teacher, Zhai Minli.

"I don't like to be long-winded, so I won't say anything superfluous. I'm in the third year of high school, and everything has to make way for the college entrance examination, especially boys and girls. You must never fall in love. Once I find out, pack up your things and go home immediately, understand. Already?"

There was a sloppy response from below.

Fang Hui breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the burden on her shoulders suddenly became lighter, because she finally had a proper reason to reject Chen Xun.

Lin Jiamo didn't react much, because Lin Yue said that he was waiting for her at Peking University, and this year was just used to sprint for the college entrance examination.

She really wants to fall in love, but he has to be willing, right?

Chen Xun glanced sideways at Fang Hui, his face was cloudy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Lin Yue, who is Lin Yue?" Zhai Minli scanned the room.

The class looked towards the window seats.

Lin Yue stood up and said, "Teacher, I am."

"Hmm." She nodded, walked down from the podium, and handed something over: "Look, is this for you?"

"It's for me."

Lin Yue glanced at it, and frowned imperceptibly. Qiao Ran, who was sitting in front of him, tilted his body with a look of surprise.