Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Watching him approach her step by step from the back door. At a certain moment, Wen Hui, who was standing at the front door, turned around to unlock the door.

Her instinct told her that it would be better to open the door or go outside.

But the classroom was only so long, and before the front door opened, Zhang Xuan came over quickly, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on her hand.

In an instant, Wen Hui felt the warmth of his palm, felt the pressure coming from her side, and felt his breathing close to Chi Chi.

This feeling is all too familiar.

In the five minutes since I was forcefully kissed last time, my mouth has been filled with this kind of breath all the time.

Wen Hui took a deep breath without leaving any trace, knowing that there was a high probability that she would not be able to leave. But I tried the door lock anyway.

As soon as his right hand moved, the palm pressed him tighter and became more solid.

Wen Hui shook her right hand vigorously, opened it, took it back, licked the hair beside her ear, lowered her head and said in silence for a long time:

Do you know what I was thinking when I met you in the corridor just now?

Zhang Xuan said quietly: You are thinking: He will definitely take me to the classroom. I can just wait here.

Wen Hui turned around suddenly, raised her head and stared at him, her clever little mouth pursed tightly, and for the first time, the clean black and white contained evil spirits.

Zhang Xuan blinked and took a step back to give her a safe space: Don't get me wrong, the reason why I closed the door is because I want to chat with you and don't want to be disturbed.

The pure and simple black and white reflected his shadow, and Wen Hui obviously didn't believe it.

Their eyes met, and Zhang Xuan said seriously: I have an intuition that you will win first place in the piano competition; I also have an intuition that you will not go to graduate school at CUHK.

Hearing this, the eyes staring at him slowly softened, and then Wen Hui made some movement and found a clean seat to sit down.

Zhang Xuan followed the movement and sat next to her.

He asked: How are your preparations going?

Wen Hui said: It's almost done.

Zhang Xuan asked: When will you leave for the Netherlands?

Wen Hui told him: The morning after tomorrow.

Zhang Xuan asked: Are you asking for leave?

Wen Hui said: Please.

Zhang Xuan asked: Who went with you?

Wen Hui said: My mother, my aunt and my sister-in-law.

Zhang Xuan nodded, You read, I'll sit for a while and I'll leave when the rain subsides.

Wen Hui opened the book, held the pen in her right hand, and read quietly.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by the sun. The old man knew that although this kind of rain came quickly and fell hard, it often did not last long.

Being bored and without a book, Zhang Xuan's attention stayed outside the window for a while and then unknowingly moved to the woman next to him.

Wen Hui didn't respond at all, and continued to go her own way, taking notes and reading.

After more than ten minutes of this, Zhang Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand and slowly lifted the hair from her left ear.

Sensing something strange about him, Wen Hui paused, and the pen she was writing stopped, but she still lowered her head and looked at the words on the book.

Zhang Xuan looked at her diamond earrings carefully and asked, When did you wear earrings?

Wen Hui said: Last winter vacation, my sister-in-law took me to play.

Zhang Xuan's index finger gently rubbed her earrings: I didn't expect you to look good wearing earrings. It suits your temperament very well.

Hearing this and feeling his movements, Wen Hui raised her head. Slowly, the two people's eyes met, and they looked at each other quietly. The two suddenly fell into a long silence.

Bang bang bang! Is anyone there?

I don't know how long passed like this, but the silence between the two was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door outside, and both of them looked at the front door.

There's someone in here. If you don't open the door, is he doing something bad? A irritable female voice sounded like a boy's.

Okay, stop knocking. Maybe they are a couple and don't want to be disturbed. Let's find another classroom. Another gentle female voice.

I hate those bastards who occupy seats in the library and lock the classroom doors the most in my life. They occupy the toilet and don't shit, which is a waste of public resources. It was obvious that the irritable female voice must have come to the classroom in anger after being robbed of her seat in the library.

As two female voices left

Zhang Xuan slowly retracted the hand that was gently squeezing her left earring, stood up and planned to leave.

After taking only two steps, the old man stopped again and said, You will compete on the 27th, which is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I once said that I would go to the scene to cheer for you, and I will come if I have time.

Wen Hui tilted her head and looked at his profile.

Zhang Xuan made up his mind and continued: Before you leave CUHK, I want to hear you play piano music again.

Wen Hui didn't answer, didn't say yes or no.

Zhang Xuan didn't emphasize it a second time, walked directly to the front of the classroom, opened the door, closed it again, and left without looking back.

Wen Hui's eyes followed his back until the door opened and closed.

His eyes stayed in the direction of the front door for a long time, then he looked back and continued reading. Half an hour later, she moved her hair on her left hand and hesitated to twist her left earring.

Knowing that Wen Hui was leaving tomorrow, Zou Qingzhu went to cook that night, with Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling as helpers, preparing for a big meal.

Wen Hui stood at the door of the kitchen, watching the three people busy with a smile, and wanted to intervene several times.

Du Shuangling refused to give in: Huihui, you are about to go on an expedition. Have a good rest.

Zou Qingzhu, who was cooking, said: That's right, we Huihui are going to become the national grand pianist, so we are not allowed to cook today.

Zhang Xuan silently looked at Wen Hui and said, You are the boss today, so you can enjoy yourself for once.

Wen Hui didn't leave after all. She just moved a small stool to the kitchen door and sat down to chat with the three of them.

While chatting, the topic came up that cousin Wen Hui was going to open a music store in Shanghai.

Wen Hui glanced at Zhang Xuan and asked Du Shuangling: Shuangling, do you want to take a share?

Du Shuangling asked happily: Can I do it?

Then she reacted with a pout and said, Huihui, I'm still a student and I have no money.

Zou Qingzhu chatted: Zhang Xuan is so rich, and you still say you have no money. How many people are rich out there?

After speaking, Zou Qingzhu stared at Zhang Xuan.

Du Shuangling and Wen Hui also stared at him.

Zhang Xuan waved his hand, You guys come up with a plan, and I'll pay for the two actors.

That night, several people ate happily, drank red wine, and didn't go to bed until very late.

The next afternoon, Zhou Rong came to CUHK.

Also coming together were Zhou Yi, Wen Yu, and Lin Yuansheng.

For dinner, Zhang Xuan specially invited everyone to have a meal outside the school. The restaurant outside the school was not very luxurious, but it was not shabby either.

After dinner, everyone took a walk on campus.

Du Shuangling held Wen Hui's arm and said, Hui Hui, come on, I wish you immediate success!

Wen Hui smiled and said yes.

Lao Deng called.

As soon as the call was connected, Lao Deng grinned and shouted happily: Zhang Xuan, do you know that Yintai Capital earned more than 60 million this summer?

The market was booming in 1996. After hearing this, Zhang Xuan said with a smile: Isn't it just that the company's capital has doubled? What's the point?

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