Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 37 Judgement
"Xiaobo, what did Jiankun write to you? Why did he write to me... Well, look, what does it mean!"

Zhang Xiaobo lowered his head and saw that the same four words were exactly the same as those in his notebook:
"If you are poor, you will want to change!"

Too worried.

There's something wrong!

Not to mention that the other party couldn't figure it out, Zhang Xiaobo was also quite depressed.

He thinks he usually plays well with Jiankun.

Yes, he failed the first test, and you, Li Jiankun, took the retest, but at this time, do you want to assume the posture of a wise man and educate others?
Didn’t you pass the exam?
A slim figure appeared next to the desk.

He held a black leather hard-cover book in his arms.

"Give."

Zhong Ling smiled sweetly: "Yes, where is your notebook?"

"No, I don't have money to buy it." Li Jiankun shrugged.

The girl was startled, and she really believed it.

This book of hers won the No. 3 prize in a recitation competition held by the school at the beginning of the year.

I kept it and didn't want to use it.

Zhong Ling suddenly pouted and said, "Can you be careful and don't write those four words for me? You do the same, and the classmates all have opinions on you."

Am I not distracted?

Huang Tianhoutu testified.

If he can't comprehend it, then there's nothing he can do.

The girl's eyes were unblinking, as if she was invigilating an exam.

Li Jiankun took the pen and really didn't know what to write.

I wish you peace?forever happy?
vulgar.

If he really writes like this, this girl will blame him if she can’t protect herself.

At this time, someone else came.

With such strict defense, Li Jiankun knew who it was without even looking.

Xu Qing looked sincere and said, "Zhong Ling, let's make an exchange."

"Uh, good."

Li Jiankun was eager to shove the notebook out. It was best not to let him write.

Xu Qingyou gave him a sincere smile and did not leave. He turned his notebook around on the table, unscrewed the gold-rimmed Hero pen, and started writing while lying down.

A classmate took aim at this melon.

An ex.

An incumbent.

Whose pen can be better and write into the girl's heart?

Xu Qingyou wrote hard and fast, using iron and silver hooks. Just the thin gold calligraphy of his pen calligraphy attracted several cheers.

Someone deliberately made Li Jiankun angry.

Whoever tells you that you have nothing to do when you are full is a wise man.

Just you can, right?

Not only is the wording good, but the meaning of the nomenclature is also quite good.

When I finished writing, several heads clicked their tongues, with evil smiles on their faces.

"You have to be the squad leader."

"I'm impressed by this writing style."

"Hey, I'm convinced by this affection."

"Enough man!"

Zhong Ling had a bad feeling and had no intention of watching it now, so he couldn't help but keep watching.

His face turned red all of a sudden.

"There are three thousand things in this world, but there are three things I love.

"The sun, the moon and you.

"The sun is the morning, the moon is the evening, and the Qing is the morning and evening."

How is this a graduation message?

It’s clearly a love letter!
She hurriedly grabbed the notebook, fearing that more people would see it.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qing was faster and handed the notebook to Li Jiankun.

It was as if the things were just returned to their original places, but still looked sincere.

"Li Jiankun, give me the notebook first!" Zhong Ling said anxiously.

Dude, I really want to see what he wrote... Li Jiankun lowered his head, startled for a moment, and then became amused.

Number one on the popular list, is this your level?
That’s right, it’s really not easy to find a foreign book these days.

This group of young comrades must be blinded to each other.

Zhong Ling saw that he had already looked and looked at Xu Qingyou, "You..."

"I just wrote what was in my heart, is that wrong?"

Xu Qingyou was calm and composed.

Okay, now that you don’t have any face, what’s the use of my brother?
Li Jiankun raised his pen, swishing, swishing, dragons and phoenixes dancing.

It's written in running script, which is authentic.

If Tang Mingzhao were here, he would be able to see that there are many ways to dump Xu Qing.

Just a pen.

"I hope that after Yi Xiang leaves, he will comb his temples again, sweep his eyebrows beautifully, appear graceful and graceful, and select the master of high officials.

“Resolve grudges and resolve knots, let alone hate each other.

"One difference and two wide, everyone is happy."

You write love letters.

I will give up the book.

"Hey~ Jiankun is so talented in literature."

"What is this?"

"It feels great."

A few heads didn't understand it at all.On the other hand, Xu Qingyou's face gradually turned green and then black.

Should I say it or not, this guy still has some cultural background.

Feel ashamed!

Without saying a word, he left.

You must know that when he came here, he did some mental preparation and decided to have a tough fight with Li Jiankun.

The method doesn't matter, as long as Zhong Ling sees his ineffectiveness and breaks off the old feelings.

But he never expected that Zhong Ling's old love was not over yet.

Ya divorce Zhong Ling!
Those two messages were written on the same page, with one sentence clearly sandwiched between them:

"Look, what I don't want, you treat it as a treasure."

A few idiots gathered together and discussed in low voices.

Zhong Ling took the notebook back, returned to his desk, and opened it while avoiding people.

stupid!
Is this something that Li Jiankun can write?

Looking again, his expression gradually became stiff and dull.

After a long while, he suddenly laughed again, his eyes red.

Yeah.

I provoked him first.

Just, let him take a break.

After the meeting in the auditorium the day before yesterday, she went to see Lao Wei because she was worried about the political review.

Lao Wei reassured her and said she was recording stably.

After all, she is number one in science in the school.

The school cannot accept such a thing as being dismissed.

This gave her a big reassurance.

In this way, she will go to a big city to continue her studies after the year, and there is a high probability that she will not stay in Wanghai for a long time——

If given the chance, she would naturally strive to stay in a big city.

Where is Li Jiankun?

From then on, the mountains were long and the rivers were far away, and the paths were running in opposite directions.

How can they meet?

It's time to let it go.

If he also had a notebook, Zhong Ling would write a Li Shu:
“I lost that summer.

"I can finally say goodbye to my former self."
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The graduation ceremony starts at 9 o'clock.

On the playground, people flowed towards the auditorium.

"Shanhe, wait!"

Zhang Xiaobo caught up with the guestbook in his arms.

Wang Shanhe left a paragraph for him: "I wrote a farewell poem, but I forgot to mention when I would meet again after we parted."

This guy was so moved.

"Shanhe, don't worry, as long as you are still in Shitouji, I will visit you every year in the future!"

"Okay, I'll entertain you with good wine and meat."

"Shanhe, can I ask you something?"

"Hey! What are you trying to do? If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Am I really that important to you?"

"No, I treat you as my own."

Li Jiankun paused and looked sideways.

Zhang Xiaobo scratched the back of his head and grinned, feeling even more moved.

This kid... is so stupid.

In the auditorium, there were more than 300 fresh graduates, divided into classes, each with their own stools to sit on.

There were also many people picking off people on the window sill outside.

Some are parents, some are friends.

Li Jianxun is among them.

Always be prepared, if your brother fails to pass this hurdle, rush in and knock him down as soon as possible and carry him back.

The cement stage was filled with leaders, and the ceremony went according to procedure.

After nagging for a while, the sitting microphone returned to Tang Mingzhao's desk. Well, there was a young male teacher who was responsible for carrying the microphone.

“Students, here today, I want to announce some good news.

"In our school, there is a student who did very well in the exam this time, wow! That score alarmed the city.

"I decided that next, the student representative will speak, and I will invite him to the stage first."

Swish!
The eyes of all the students in the room fell on the front row of Class 1, Senior Grade [-].

Xu Qingyou straightened his chest and nodded slightly to the surroundings, showing his unique self-restraint.

At the same time, he glanced at the back row with vague eyes.

He retracted his earlier irritation.

I am also ashamed of my naivety.

He, Xu Qingyou, is the proudest son of heaven, and has already secured a prestigious university.

Where is Li Jiankun?

Going home after failing the exam is nothing more than a mud-legged thing.

Are the two comparable in any way?

Li Jiankun was to him like a firefly to the bright moon.

He has humbled himself.

Why does porcelain have to compete with tiles?

He just needs to be himself.

There will be everything that should be there.

(End of this chapter)