The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 674, it's just that the vision is not good

  Small Eleven: This is the first time I took the initiative to write a note to me, and it was different after kissing.

   Zhang Xuan was speechless.

   Seeing that he didn't move, Little Eleven wrote again: The photo is real, I saw it with my own eyes.

   Zhang Xuan was a little surprised, and replied: He is only a freshman, so freshmen are so good?

   Little Eleven wrote: In ancient times, there was Zhao Feiyan, and there was Lu Xiaoman in the near future. There are such people in any age.

   Zhang Xuan glanced at her and wrote: What kind of person is such a person?

  Small Eleven: People who rely on physical capital to eat.

   Zhang Xuan wrote: Then what kind of person are you?

  Xiao Eleven's eyes flashed: Miss Ben is someone who doesn't take the usual path.

   Seeing Mr. Yao Wei in front of him looking at him from time to time, Zhang Xuan put the note aside and went to class seriously.

   Little Eleven also seemed to have noticed the strangeness of Teacher Yao Wei and followed the class.

   During the second class, the girl wrote another note: I didn't sleep well last night.

   Zhang Xuan did not reply.

  Xiao Eleven wrote another note: I dreamed of you kissing me all night.

   Zhang Xuan still didn't reply.

  Xiao Eleven tore off the note in Chapter 3 and wrote: Touch me too.

   Zhang Xuan continued to put the note aside.

  Xiao Eleven wrote the fourth note: on the stone.

   Seeing the words "on the stone", Zhang Xuan's eyelids jumped: Come on, what do you want to do?

   Seeing him handing over the note, Little Eleven smiled smugly and wrote: Let's go on a date.

   Zhang Xuan gave her a white look and replied: I have a family, are you willing to be a mistress? Uh. No, small four and five?

   Little Eleven puffed out his cheeks and lowered his head, staring at the note, thinking about it and writing: Then let's have dinner.

   Zhang Xuanhui: Aren't you a self-proclaimed beauty? Serious people who eat with beautiful women?

   Little Eleven wrote: Don't you and Dong Ziyu usually eat?

   Zhang Xuanhui: Not the same.

  Small Eleven: What's the difference?

   Zhang Xuanhui: I never kissed her, touched her, or was on a rock. Well, the most important thing is that she has no idea about me.

   Seeing that he used his own words to fight back at him, Xiao Shiyi looked at him with a smile and wrote: Eat with me at noon, I will tell you a secret.

  Zhang Xuanhui: I am already worth billions, what secrets do you have to make me tempted?

   caught the word "billion" and looked at it for a long time, then Little Eleven grabbed with his right hand, grabbed the pieces of paper into balls, put them in his pocket, and took notes in class.

   Since Du Shuangling, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu had full classes in the morning, they ate lunch in the cafeteria.

   Zhang Xuan asked with concern: "Have you submitted your application materials for the postgraduate research program?"

"Um."

  Du Shuangling responded and said softly, "We started contacting the teacher in the second semester of our junior year, and handed in all the materials this morning."

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Is the competition fierce?"

  Du Shuanglingyan said with a smile: "Many people want to keep the graduate school and stay in the school. This is a sweet pastry. The competition is naturally fierce, but the three of us are still confident."

   Zhang Xuanwang looked to Wenhui: "You have already thought about it, Baoyan CUHK?"

  Wen Hui said gently: "I'm not sure yet, I'll consider this after my piano competition."

   Zhang Xuan, Du Shuangling, and Zou Qingzhu looked at each other and understood the potential meaning of Wenhui: CUHK will follow the procedure first, and if you want to leave in the future, you can leave at any time.

   The three of them did not question the authenticity of Wen Hui's words. After all, they all vaguely knew that Wen Hui's family was not simple, and things like school registration information and so on might not be a problem in the eyes of others.

   In fact, he is not worried about Shuangling.

   First, Shuangling's performance is good enough, and all aspects meet the school's postgraduate requirements.

  Secondly, there is a relationship of oneself. As long as the school doesn't want to push itself out, a lot of things will fall into place.

   Even if you don’t say hello or fight for it, it will come naturally. This is the power brought by fame and wealth.

  In this human society, who doesn’t want others to look up to you? Who doesn't care about fame and fortune? It's just that the level of care is different.

  If someone said no, it would definitely be to gain fame.

   Therefore, if CUHK wants to continue this friendship with itself and further consolidate it, it is a good emotional card to keep Shuangling in school.

   There are still classes in the afternoon. After the meal, the four of them did not rush back to the teacher's apartment, but left the cafeteria and went for a walk on the campus.

  Zou Qingzhu teased: "Great writer, I always feel that you are wasting time in class now. It is better for you to read books and write something casually than you are now."

   Hearing this, Du Shuangling and Wen Hui both looked at him, wondering how he would answer. Although what Zou Qingzhu said was a joke, it was also the truth.

   Zhang Xuan looked down at the row after row of the new military training square, and said quietly:

   "When you leave school, you will understand that what seems to be the most boring and boring classroom life is actually the most beautiful memory in your life."

   Then he added: "The days of studying hard under Kapok are the most beautiful memories, there is no one."

   Seeing that the three were dubious, Zhang Xuan said, "When you think back to your childhood, did you always look forward to growing up, thinking about what to do when you grow up?

   But now, do you feel that your childhood was particularly beautiful? "

   The three women looked at each other and believed.

   In class 6, Li Zheng came back.

   Wei Zisen jumped up and asked, "Old Li, how is it?"

   Li Zhengshuo said, "Anyway, everyone is a monkey breaking corn. I want to see who can beat who?"

   Zhang Xuan asked: "So you went to see Peng Zhipeng?"

   Li Zheng slapped the table angrily: "It's not. It's really too much. The two photos are exactly the same, and it looks like they were developed from the same negative."

  The people who ate melons were happy and extended their thumbs.

  Wan Jun stretched his arms around Li Zheng: "Lao Li, it's corn anyway, when will you bring it back for us to meet?"

   Li Zheng pushed him away: "Fuck you, even corn can only be eaten by me."

   Ruan Xiuqin called.

   On the phone, Ruan Xiuqin lowered her voice and asked, "Manzai, is it easy to speak?"

   Zhang Xuan walked out of the classroom and came to an empty corridor, "It's convenient now, Mom, tell me."

   Ruan Xiuqin said, "Your letter has been received."

   Zhang Xuan glanced around and asked in a low voice, "Have you seen Seagate?"

   Ruan Xiuqin was sitting on the sofa with two photos in front of her, "The photos are in Mom's hands."

   Zhang Xuan asked expectantly: "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

   Ruan Xiuqin stared at the photo and said softly, "It's beautiful and tasteful, and it's a pity that Mom can't pick anything wrong."

   Zhang Xuan asked nervously, "What a pity?"

   Ruan Xiuqin sighed: "I'm very satisfied with this girl from Seagate. It's just that her vision is not very good, and she is not good at picking objects."

   Zhang Xuan: "."

   The corners of the old man's mouth twitched violently: "Why can't I do it? Writers, billionaires, why can't I do it? Don't kill your precious son like this, or I'll be someone else's son."

   Ruan Xiuqin said: "Aren't you just being a son for someone else? Mi Jian, Lilith and Seagate are the only daughters, and the Shuangling family has only two daughters.

   As the saying goes, a son-in-law is half a son. When you stay with them, don’t you just become a son to others? Where else do you look down on my mother? "

   There is nothing wrong with that.

   But it sounds ugly!

   Zhang Xuan instructed: "You have to keep the photos, don't let Shuangling see them."

   Thinking of this, Ruan Xiuqin was worried: "You can hide this for a while, and you can't hide it for the rest of your life. How will you end when you see it."

   Zhang Xuan said with a picture of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water: "Don't be afraid, I still have a mother who will wipe my **** for me."

   Ruan Xiuqin said angrily: "At that time, Mom will call them together and help you wipe your **** together."

   said, Ruan Xiuqin hung up the phone, and then stared at Seagate's photo in a daze.

  Oh, what kind of world is this, and the mother doesn't stand on the son's side?

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