The official way of rebirth

Zhou Yu stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the flying shadow in his hand. It turned out to be a football.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." A middle-aged woman ran over in fear, holding a boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. It was probably the boy who kicked the football over.

"Xiao Bin, apologize to uncle." When she came to Tang Yi and the other two, the woman pushed the boy who was awkwardly trying to get rid of her hand.

"I didn't mean it!" The young man frowned and looked disobedient.

Although the woman was dressed very simply, the boy was wearing a famous sports brand. It was obvious that the two were mother and son, and that the family might not be in very good condition, but they must be extremely doting on their children.

"It's okay." Tang Yi smiled, and Zhou Yu threw the ball to the boy.

"I'm sorry, the child is young and ignorant." The woman sighed and looked at her son helplessly.

"We all have this time." Tang Yi smiled and was about to walk away, but the boy obviously didn't like hearing what his mother said, so he contradicted him: "Mom, you don't need to apologize for not meeting him? You just keep doing it day by day.

If you are so timid and fearful, will you be bullied all day long? My dad doesn’t want you anymore!"

The woman's eyes suddenly darkened, and it was obvious that the boy's words hurt her.

Tang Yi frowned, but after all, it was a family matter. It was hard to say anything.

Far away from the woman and the boy, you can still hear the boy's voice contradicting his mother. He almost said something to his mother. Tang Yi shook his head. When he grows up, he wonders if the boy will regret it? It seems that he regrets it very much now.

The cold war with my grandfather made my grandfather sad. Fortunately, my grandfather is still here, and I have time to spend time with my grandfather. However, my grandfather does not care about his child's temper at that time, nor does he care how much time he spends with him, as long as he strives for his best.

, is what comforts Grandpa the most.

Thinking of his grandpa, Tang Yi felt warm in his heart. Grandpa's ninth birthday is coming soon, so he must take care of it well.

Before leaving the school, Tang Yi suddenly remembered that he hadn't signed in yet.

During the school's founding celebration, alumni from all walks of life gathered together. All alumni who received the invitation could stay at the Hongfa Hotel near the school, and the school paid for the food and accommodation. Although Tang Yi met the principal and had a high position, he still wanted to come to the Hongfa Hotel.

Whether a bed is reserved or not is one thing, but with Principal Liu's style of doing things, I think everyone will be treated equally.

Hongfa Hotel is close to No. 48 Middle School. It is a four-story white building with a spacious and bright lobby. The marble floor is shiny and the environment is good.

Banners "Warmly Celebrating the Founding Celebration of No. 48 Middle School" and "Registration of Alumni" were hung prominently at the front desk in the lobby. Several young men and women were sitting behind the desk, and they should be teachers of No. 48 Middle School.

When Tang Yi walked over and explained that he was an invited alumnus, a young woman immediately smiled and asked which class Tang Yi was in, etc. Tang Yi took out the invitation, but the young woman couldn't find it after looking for it for a long time.

Tang Yi's name was found on the list. It wasn't until Tang Yi came to the province and reported the pseudonym he used in junior high school that the young woman found that name from the list. While asking Tang Yi to sign his name, he apologized: "I'm sorry, we are the ones preparing it."

Insufficient, the name was typed wrong."

I also know that the school leaders never thought that Tang Yi would come here to register, and they never said anything to the young teachers who were receiving them. After all, no one was sure until the last minute whether Tang Yi could attend the celebration. The publicity was so vigorous that it was impossible to see him in the end.

Rightful owner

, it would be a shame on the face. What’s more, it involves the political struggle in the turbulent years. Tang Yi went to No. 48 Middle School under a pseudonym. No one knows whether it will be involved in anything. Tang Yi also likes to mention this past event.

Until the dust settles, proceed with caution.

On that list, other people's names were followed by simple information such as identity and work unit. Only Tang Yi's pseudonym was followed by the simple word "Liaodong". The female teacher gave Tang Yi a strange look, but

Nothing was said.

"Xiao Tang, it's really you! Haha!" Perhaps because the female teacher's voice was slightly high-pitched when she mentioned Tang Yi's pseudonym, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie who was talking to the waitress on the other side of the bar suddenly turned around.

Overlooking Tang Yi, after looking at Tang Yi for a long time, he finally came over with a big smile and shook hands with Tang Yi affectionately. His gesture was a bit exaggerated: "Oh, why don't you look older at all? I haven't seen you for many years, and I still feel the same."

I can recognize you at first glance, but you don’t recognize me, do you?”

Tang Yi really didn't recognize the fat, big-eared middle-aged man in front of him. He shook hands with him and listened to him say "Little Tang" on the left and "Little Tang" on the right. It felt a little weird.

"I'm Li Dezhi! Da Zhi!" The middle-aged man chuckled, his eyes narrowed to a slit, and the image of a fat little man who grinned all day long gradually emerged in Tang Yi's mind.

"Remember, right? I copied your homework a lot!" Dazhi patted Tang Yi's shoulder hard, and naturally he didn't notice that the pretty girl behind Tang Yi frowned.

Tang Yi just smiled and said: "I remembered, you haven't returned the comic book you borrowed from me yet!"

Seeing that Tang Yi really reminded him of himself, Dazhi laughed even louder with joy.

"Well, I was saying two days ago that you don't know where you went. This time the alumni meeting knew you were coming, and everyone was very happy. You don't know, we old classmates can always get together several times a year.

Lan Lan often mentions you."

"Come, come and sit in my office. I can't let you go this time!" Dazhi was so excited that he kept talking like a machine gun.

Dazhi originally contracted the Hongfa Hotel. The manager's office on the first floor was spacious, bright and luxuriously decorated.

Tang Yi looked at the Chinese cigarette that Dazhi handed him and smiled: "Is it developed?"

Dazhi chuckled, a little proud, and said: "That's all. It's better than the top, but it's better than the bottom. If you want to say that you are doing well, Xiaogang is the one among our classmates. He is a big company with assets of tens of millions."

Bar."

Xiaogang? Tang Yi was thinking about this name in his mind.

"You don't remember, right? That big guy who often bullied you, once he tried to beat you midway, and Lan Lan scolded you, didn't he? Because of you, Lan Lan and him had a lot of quarrels!"

Dazhi sat down next to Tang Yi, started flipping through the address book, and said with a smile: "Later we found out that Lan Lan liked you, but it's a pity that you transferred to another school before graduating from junior high school. Lan Lan was ill during that time

It’s really frustrating. I heard that I cried so much that I couldn’t sleep for several nights in a row.” He suddenly stopped flipping through his address book and sighed, “Lan Lan’s results.

Wasn't she originally the best? Then she plummeted and didn't even go to high school. Her life was not good either. She was married to Xiaogang and divorced a few years ago. She took care of her son by herself without asking for alimony from Xiaogang. I

I told her to help her, but she doesn’t need it. She still has the same old temper and is as stubborn as a cow. How can an uneducated laid-off female worker live her life?"

Tang Yi was silent. He couldn't think of these things. Thinking about his adoptive father or his other self, he didn't have particularly deep memories of life in No. 48 Middle School. But when he mentioned Lan Lan, Tang Yi still felt an inexplicable sense of closeness. Maybe at that time

Lan Lan is really very good to her adoptive father.

"Ah, I'm dizzy when I look at it, Xiao Tang, is this your date?" Dazhi finally noticed Zhou Yu and asked Tang Yi with some uncertainty. After all, although Tang Yi looked young, he was actually almost 40 years old.

A pretty girl, and this pretty girl is in her early twenties at most.

Tang Yi waved his hand and said, "No, it's a friend of mine who came with me to take a look."

Dazhi said oh, although he was still a little confused, but he had a rough temper and didn't care much. He smiled and said hello to Zhou Yu, and while flipping through the address book, he said: "I'll call them right now. Today

Let me tell you, let me tell you, even if you have big things to do today, let me go. If I let you go today, Lan Lan will not be able to let me go."

Tang Yi was a little embarrassed. He agreed to have dinner with Bao'er in the evening, but seeing that Dazhi had already started to talk big, the first one seemed to be Lan Lan, who shouted excitedly: "Lan Lan, do you know who I saw?

?Xiao Tang!...Which Xiao Tang? Which one do you mean?"

Tang Yi shook his head and had no choice but to take out his cell phone and send a message to Bao'er to discuss the meal later.

Dazhi made four or five phone calls at once, then excitedly said to Tang Yi: "It's all agreed, Xiaogang said he arranged to go to Shangri-La." Looking at his beaming look, it was obvious that although he didn't like Xiaogang very much, he said

Although I had a cold, in fact, Xiaogang still felt that his face was very radiant when he agreed to come.

Tang Yi smiled and didn't say anything. His cell phone rang with birdsong from time to time. They were text messages from Bao'er, asking his uncle what he was doing at night and why the promised things didn't count. Tang Yi had no choice but to type "Class Reunion" four times.

After sending the message, Baoer soon replied, "Then I'll go too. Uncle, take me. I'm ready. I'll be sad if I can't see you. You can't give people hope and then take it back."

Go ahead, it’s too shocking!”

Tang Yi couldn't help but smile, why did Bao'er seem to be more annoying than when he was a child? Moreover, Tang Yi had seen how talented Bao'er was at work and when getting along with colleagues in the unit, calm and capable but full of confidence and vitality. He thought that among colleagues of the same age

In her eyes, she is a goddess with extremely high emotional intelligence, extremely dazzling and even unattainable. If her friends and colleagues saw how difficult she turned into a troublemaker, their glasses would be shattered.

Seeing that Tang Yi had been sending and receiving messages, Dazhi smiled and asked: "What, is something wrong? Is it your lover?"

Tang Yi smiled and said: "It's my little niece, and I agreed to treat her to dinner tonight."

"What are you afraid of? We can go to Shangri-La together and have a good meal. Don't worry, I have the final say!" Dazhi patted Tang Yi on the shoulder again, probably afraid that Tang Yi would have concerns, and said: "We are not so particular.

, we are all like family members, you know?"

Tang Yi smiled, thought about it for a while, and then sent a message to Bao'er, "Seven o'clock in the evening, Shangri-La." (!)