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There is not much difference between the final exam results and the mid-term results, but the bars have improved a lot and squeezed into the top ten.

"Finally, I can take it back and make a difference ..." Zhang Lianban was crying with excitement: "I'm always afraid that the exam will be too bad and the money will be gone."

Xie Meng closed the paper and asked casually: "Why do you take so much money?"

Zhang Lanluan thought for a while, "I want to invite you to dinner first."

Xie Meng: "..."

Zhang Lianban: "And buy a gift for Rourou."

Xie Meng did not respond for a moment: "What to buy?"

"Gift." Zhang Gang pointed his finger and said, "Valentine's Day is coming."

Xie Meng: "... what are you going to buy?"

Zhang Lianban: "That lavender bear seems red now."

"..." Xie Meng said silently: "Don't buy randomly, what to do if there is a bug."

Zhang Gang mumbled, "Are you a bug?" He asked Xie Meng, "Will you buy it with me?"

Xie Meng really couldn't say anything to Zhang Gangbang's full-faced baby face ...

Even if Xie Meng's work schedule was not changed during the winter vacation, he got up at 6 o'clock, warmed up, punched, and guarded against Zhang Xiujuan's sneak attack.

"I'm going to eat outside at noon today, and the meal is warm for you." The palm wind that pushed Zhang Xiujuan out, Xie Meng said.

Zhang Xiujuan leaned in the palm of her hand and rubbed Xie Meng's chin, "Hey, date."

Xie Meng turned her head and avoided: "It's a boy."

Zhang Xiujuan took the momentum and smiled, "Boys are hard to come by, you have never brought friends back."

Xie Meng: "There will be opportunities in the future."

Zhang Xiujuan did not believe: "You said the same thing in junior high school, but none of them turned out."

Xie Meng: "It's different now than then."

Zhang Xiujuan asked him, "Which is better?"

Xie Meng thought for a while: "It's better now." After a pause, he added: "I have met many people and are very happy."

Zhang Bar said that he was going to have dinner, and his posture was very sufficient, but his face was too tender and wrapped like a ball. The waiter finally passed the bill to Xie Meng.

"I'll pay! I'll pay!" Zhang Leng was anxious, and threw the red envelope on the table aggressively: "Pump up!"

Xie Meng: "..."

Waiter:"……"

The last two of them only ate more than 200, because the red envelopes were so eye-catching, Xie Meng decided to buy a wallet first.

"How much money do you take?" Zhang Leng asked Xie Meng secretly.

"There are no relatives in our family." Xie Meng picked the color of the wallet. He asked the other person a light brown: "How about this?"

Zhang Lianban glanced casually: "Okay ... grandpa and grandma should always give it?"

Xie Meng: "I lived with my grandma, and my parents have died." He asked the salesperson to cut off the labels, signaled that he didn't need to bag, and when he turned back, he saw Zhang Lianban's expression of wanting to die.

"..." Xie Meng couldn't help crying: "What do you think, they are gone in my elementary school, and it's okay to tell you."

Zhang Gangbang could not wait to have the words "I am a sinner" engraved on his face. He whispered: "Big New Year, we don't say this, we are happy."

Xie Meng laughed: "I'm very happy. You asked me out and invited me to dinner, which made me very happy."

He looked at Zhang Gangbang and smiled, "Thank you."

Regarding the gift to Rourou, two people with little love experience chose a fluffy bear very old-fashioned. Because of the big relationship, Zhang Lang could only take it on his back.

"What are you going to give her?" Xie Meng couldn't help asking.

Zhang Langbang: "Send it to her, and sending it directly to the school will cause trouble to Rourou."

Xie Meng: "... you are really good."

Zhang Langbang didn't mind others saying that he was virtuous. Their family was similar to the model of male lead and female lead outside, and male virtuous meaning was not derogatory to him.

After buying the bear, I strolled around for a while. Zhang Langbang wanted to eat ice cream. Xie Meng bought it for him. The two took turns to bear the bear.

"No ... I'm about to get down ..." Zhang Lianban's sweat was so hot that he decided to carry the bear back first: "Don't you come to my house for dinner at night? My mother keeps asking you."

Xie Meng: "Forget it today, next time, you can come to my house."

Zhang Lianban was naturally unconcerned, and he got on the bus with a bear-like look. He waved Xie Meng across the window.

"Be careful." Xie Meng pointed at his bear: "It's a gift."

"I know." Zhang Baolan smiled back at him.

Early in the winter night, Xie Meng sent Zhang Lianban and was not in a hurry to go home. He pulled the down jacket hat to his head and walked alone to Dao Qian Street.

At the beginning of the Chinese lantern festival, the taste of the year has not completely dissipated. The tail lights of the car are like a neon shuttle. Xie Meng crosses the street. There are red shredded paper left over after the firecrackers are set on the streets. Many students are purchasing exercise materials for the next semester.

Xie Meng looked at a row of bookshelves and was about to bend down to find him. Someone behind him stretched out his arm and touched the back of his head.

The man bowed his head and called Xie Meng's name with uncertainty.

Xie Meng looked up and was a little surprised: "Han Dong?"

"It's been a long time." Han Dong nodded and said hello: "How are you doing?"

Xie Meng made a gesture of spreading his hands, he smiled slightly: "It's a good life."

Han Dong looked at each other carefully.

"Happy New Year," he said finally.

The cultural market is very close to s. There are many coffee shops nearby where students can warm their books. Ji Qinyang has a cup of snow-topped milk coffee in front of him and is bored waiting for Ji Jasmine to pick cakes.

"I want both of them ..." Ji Moli wrinkled with grievances. "Buy both."

Ji Qinyang glanced at her: "You are 6 kilos a year old, do you think it is not enough?"

Ji Moli sat back in her seat with her eyes rolled over. She studied high school for half a semester, and her grades were not that good, but she knew all the coffee shops around her, and took the opportunity to buy a book and let her cousin Ji Qinyang accompany him to have a snack.

The bell on the door of the store rang a few times, and Ji Moli looked up subconsciously, and shrank back when she saw someone coming.

"?" Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow. "How?"

"Shh!" Ji Moli snorted tensely: "I see Han Dong!" She said with a careful voice: "The characters of our international class look good and are gods, my new boyfriend. "

Ji Qinyang inexplicably: "... what are you doing to hide from your boyfriend?"

Ji Moli solemnly said: "My boyfriend is self-proclaimed, he doesn't know."

Ji Qinyang: "..."

Ji Moli secretly looked over again: "He came out with the boy ... oh, that person is familiar?"

Before Ji Qinyang had time to look back, he heard Ji Moli suddenly say, "Ah! I have seen him on the website of the junior middle school bbs! What's his name ... Xie, Xie Meng?"

Han Dong paid for coffee and asked Xie Meng, "What do you drink?"

Xie Meng glanced at the drink list: "Pure milk will do."

"Habits have not changed." Han Dong paid: "Every time I come to drink milk."

Xie Meng was undecided. He chose a seat by the window, and behind him a bunch of green plants blocked his view.

Han Dong made a gesture: "Show you something." He took out his phone, flipped through a few screenshots in the album, and pushed them in front of Xie Meng.

It was exactly that day's chat record of Zhang Tong's "tongue, gun and lip battle" in s Gao Qun.

"..." Xie Meng frowned: "You bullied him?"

Han Dong laughed: "The point is not this." He clicked on the mobile phone screen: "These are all junior high school helicopters. They can still hold on to this matter and are quite capable. Although the post was blocked, But it hasn't been deleted. You still have traffic at the bottom and you know what it means. "

Xie Meng did not speak. He drank his milk and said after a while: "It doesn't matter, I'm in w anyway."

Han Dong looked at him: "Lin Hengjing was discharged from the hospital and the school is investigating this matter. If he doesn't want to have his teacher qualification certificate revoked, he must take the charge of compulsion."

Han Dong sighed: "You are too impulsive, and the angles of those photos are well grasped. The one who was captured is the victim."

The bbs in the school didn't open quickly. Ji Qinyang used Ji Moli's account to log in. It took a long time to turn to the post that had been blocked. The title was two words.

A total of three photos were placed on the first floor, and the angles were taken from the side. From the picture, it seems like Xie Meng pressed a strong kiss on the wall.

"Wow." Ji Moli covered her mouth. "This is our experimental building ... it's so exciting."

Ji Qinyang squinted his eyes, he looked carefully for a while, and suddenly said: "This is a screenshot. It should have been a video screen. The person who posted this post only cut a few."

Ji Moli blinked: "What do you mean ...?"

Ji Qinyang shook his forefinger and gently touched his lips.

The milk in front of Xie Meng was cold, and he looked out of the window with an expressionless expression, and frost was frozen between his eyebrows. Fog is attached to the glass, the sky is dark, but the lights at night are not bright.

"I found the person who took the picture, and Lin Hengjing could also find it." Han Dong motioned the waiter to bring the business card and pen in the store: "His name is Zhuo Xiaoyuan, and it happened that he passed the test. I don't know if he found it. Pass you, but the evidence is in his hands, Lin Hengjing will definitely find a way to find him. "

Xie Meng looked down at Han Dong writing down Zhuo Xiaoyuan's personal information and class number. He hesitated for a while, and finally took the business card.

"Thanks," Xie Mengcheng said earnestly.

Han Dong: "I have always believed in you."

Xie Meng nodded: "I know that the Academic Affairs Office didn't fire me in the last few months ... it's what you said for me."

"A classmate, it should be." Han Dong stood up and patted Xie Meng's shoulder: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Qi Fei ’s family has nothing, many people, so that every Chinese New Year, the meal is not finished until the eighth day of the New Year. When he received a call from Ji Qinyang, he was holding the daughter of an aunt. Spread it on his leg.

"Hey!" Qi Fei holding the little girl in one hand and answering the phone in one hand: "Who ?!"

Ji Qinyang's voice was with a smile: "Why, are you entangled again by the seventh aunt and the eighth aunt?"

"..." Qi Fei sighed: "You come to save me?"

Ji Qinyang: "Love can help."

Qi Fei was angry: "Then you call to make fun ..."

"Is this all right?" Ji Qinyang lowered his tone and said solemnly, "Do you know Zhuo Xiaoyuan?"

Qi Fei thought for a moment: "A bit familiar ... seems to be in class 6?"

Ji Qinyang asked again, "Who does he have a better relationship with?"

"How do I know ..." Qi Fei inexplicably: "Why do you suddenly care about others?"

Ji Qinyang didn't answer. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Okay, I've got a few. Hang up first."

"Ah ..." Before Qi Fei had time to ask clearly, Ji Qinyang cut off the call.

The little girl with wide eyes opened her legs and stared at her brother sucking her fingers: "Hum ... hug!"

"..." Qi Fei said madly: "Asshole! Don't put saliva on my arm!"

Xie Meng is not the first time to take Han Dong's car. The drivers who drive also know him, and Han Dong motions him to go ahead.

"How do I remember it wasn't this one before?" Xie Meng looked at the trunk. "When did you change it?"

Han Dong said indifferently: "Open the New Year's gift at will."

"..."

Xie Meng shifted the topic: "By the way, do you know a girl named Rourou?"

Han Dong froze, his expression was a bit subtle: "What do you ask this for?"

Xie Meng explained: "It's the one who is arguing in your group. He has a very good relationship with a girl named Rourou. I don't know if you know her. How is she?"

Han Dong said without hesitation, "Of course it's good, very good."

"?" Xie Meng glanced at him suspiciously: "You know her well?"

Han Dong: "The relationship is good." He thought about it and started to list: "Good conditions at home, good study, good people, and character is nothing to say, respect teachers and friends."

Xie Meng: "... I don't want to know so much."

Han Dong: "You can tell that friend."

Xie Meng thinks it makes sense.

"What about him?" Han Dong asked suddenly, "how is your friend?"

"Zhang Leng?" Xie Meng said earnestly: "Of course he is very good, very cute, lively and generous, and study hard."

Han Dong: "I don't have any photos. Show me."

Xie Meng showed him a photo with Zhang Gangbang on his mobile phone.

Han Dong looked for a moment, he frowned, and was a little dissatisfied: "Is there no one, send me one."

Xie Meng: "..."

Han Dong's car could only be delivered to Shantang Street. Xie Meng went down and said goodbye to Han Dong across the window.

"Talk to me about any trouble." Han Dong looked at him: "I can help if I can help."

Xie Meng stooped and he nodded: "I know, thank you."

Han Dong waved his hand. He instructed the driver to turn his head and make a "goodbye" lip to Xie Meng.

The annual meeting of Shantang Street is not over yet. The hustle and bustle of the stall hawkers hangs on the road, Han Dong's car is difficult, and the red taillights flash in the endless neon.

The dragon dance team blocked Xie Meng's sight. He slowly walked up the arch bridge, and the familiar man at the top of the bridge gave him a just-made marshmallow: "Taidi, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." Xie Meng smiled.

He sat on the bridge pier, and as soon as he bowed his head, he could see the black boat traveling at night. The rocking man sang a song, and a pole cut the photo of the lanterns on both sides of the strait. With pavilions.