Self-guided daily life after rebirth

"...?"

Su Tong also turned to look at the eldest lady.

But the eldest lady just looked calm, and even completely ignored the sight of the two people, and then spread her hands to explain:

"I told you, I told you on the way I brought Su Tong."

"..."

Cao Bin and Su Tong exchanged glances with each other, and at the same time wisely decided not to add anything to avoid being poisoned by the eldest lady.

Su Tong reached out and patted Cao Bin's shoulder:

"Good guy, I haven't seen you for a month, why did you become like this...Plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses are all fixed?"

Cao Bin then grinned:

"Well, it's a programmer's standard three-piece suit, although glasses are not included."

"Programmer three-piece suit?"

"Yes, plaid shirt backpack and..."

"Bald."

The eldest lady answered suddenly.

Cao Bin was completely choked to death, and wanted to say something to refute, but he reached out and touched the increasingly thinning hair on the top of his head, and couldn't help feeling sad:

"Yes... bald."

Su Tong was stunned, and after observing his friend's hair, which seemed to be much thinner than before, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"It's not easy for you either."

"you know me!"

Cao Bin almost burst into tears:

"With your words, I am satisfied... Good brother!"

"Brothers!"

The two big men hugged each other passionately, and the young lady next to him watched calmly, but suddenly her mood became subtle.

This……

Suddenly there is a feeling that the two of them are true love, and she is just a third party who came to intervene between the two, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger-so there is nothing wrong, as long as it is not for solving Physiological needs, in fact, do men prefer to play with men?

And the two big men in front of them finally got bored and punched each other with a smile.

"I haven't seen you in a month, Su Tong has changed a lot."

"You too, Cao Bin."

The two called each other's name affectionately, and some kind of flame seemed to be burning in their eyes.

"Come on, Cao Bin," Su Tong said softly, "I'm waiting for you to make a name for yourself in the IT industry."

"Of course." Cao Bin pushed his glasses and smiled, "You little boy who eats soft rice, you will eat soft rice honestly, and wait until you are old and lustful. Uncle will come back and give you a bite to eat!"

"Wait!"

"Wait well!"

For a time, the base was full of affection.

The eldest lady was quite helpless.

Although I understand that this is an expression of the good relationship between the two people in front of me, but as the rich woman in Cao Bin's words who let Su Tong eat soft food...how does it feel like she was shot by an arrow while lying down?

The good friend duo over there finally finished talking about the old days.

Cao Bin walked ahead and led the way, then turned his head and said:

"Didn't we enjoy our meal on the night of graduation? Later, a few guys in the class were idle at home and had nothing to do, so they suggested to come out to get together again. After all, there may be no chance to get together again... So And there's this whole graduation dinner."

Having said that, he shrugged again:

"I heard that they called Lao Lin over this time. Don't be intimidated by then. Anyway, it should be quite lively."

While talking, the three of them finally walked into the banquet hall.

[To be continued]

Chapter 4 Lao Lin

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The banquet hall is full of brilliance.

"It was Mr. Zhao Daixiao who directly booked the entire banquet hall on the first floor of the hotel," Cao Bin explained, "I usually see that Zhao Daixiao is definitely not an ordinary family, but I didn't expect to be so rich..."

Su Tong pursed her lips, but said nothing.

Mr. Zhao is naturally not an ordinary family.

It can be seen that there are many external manifestations of a person's family background, the most important and simplest of which are temperament, words and deeds, and these two points in Zhao Daixiao are obviously different from ordinary people.

The ancients said that scholars often have an aura of grandeur, but the ancients did not count that the times have changed. Now that the nine-year compulsory education has become popular, there are not many people in China who do not study, but even so, how many people have an aura of grandeur?

not much.

And Mr. Zhao Daixiao is one of them.

Be upright, do what you say, do what you say, and be full of action. Although it is almost unreasonable, it is surprisingly easy to talk—as long as your reasoning can be compared with his reasoning.

He was probably born...or deliberately cultivated as a leader, but how could Mr. Zhao with such temperament be an ordinary person.

But Su Tong next to him fell silent.

He raised his head and looked at the lively banquet hall in front of him, feeling a little strange suddenly.

Just like when I attended the banquet with the eldest lady a year ago.

I haven't seen you for half a month.

The faces of the classmates were still half a month ago...but they all changed their hairstyles and clothes, but Su Tong didn't seem to know them for some reason.

The boys wore trendy clothes, some of them even put on suits, their eyes were full of confidence; while the girls also put on exquisite makeup, carefully arranged their hair, or permed or dyed, wearing colorful and stylish clothes beautiful dress.

Everyone seems to be getting fashionable.

I took off my school uniform, left high school, and changed my identity from a former high school student to a prospective college student. The handsome or beautiful clothes that were once sealed in the closet can come in handy—put on a handsome suit and comb my hair like an adult appearance.

Then stranger.

Although he was still young, those extremely familiar faces were wrapped in unfamiliar clothes, and there was a kind of discordant strangeness strangely.

The distance seems to be suddenly pulled far away.

They are clearly in the same space, but it seems that they are not in the same world.

Until Cao Bin's broken voice yelled in his ears:

"Look everyone, the Condor Heroes from our class is here!"

The students in the banquet hall just turned their heads and when they saw Su Tong and the eldest lady, they gathered around, their faces full of narrowness and unconcealable happiness.

"Congratulations to the Condor Heroes for winning the title of the Strongest Dark Horse of the Year and the title of the Provincial Liberal Arts Champion!"

"congratulations!"

"Hey Su Tong, when do you plan to invite the students in the class to have a wedding wine together?"

"..."

Jokes came into my ears, and the trance just now disappeared, and the world in Su Tong's eyes finally returned to normal.

It was just a shameful thing and then thought of something, and quietly turned to look at the eldest lady.

The eldest lady's complexion didn't seem to have changed, even if she was called "The Legend of Condor Heroes" or teased about wanting to drink wedding wine, it didn't seem to be a matter of concern to her.

She just smiled politely, looked at Tang Fireworks who was at the front of the crowd, and asked:

"Have all the students in the class arrived?"

The little classmate, the monitor, was wearing a long white dress, with a little baby fat on her cheeks, and her hair was soft and loose like a waterfall. When she saw the eldest lady, she smiled sweetly and said hello:

"Sister Tong, you're here—yes, all the students in the class have arrived."

Su Tong nodded, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but shook his head slightly, walked straight over, passed through the crowd, and said to Lao Lin behind the crowd:

"Teacher, why are you standing behind the people? Since everyone is here, you should announce the start of the banquet."

The balding middle-aged man scratched his head in embarrassment:

"This is supposed to be the graduation dinner for you children... If you want me, a greasy middle-aged man, to host something, I'm here to fill up the number. You just have to eat and have fun..."

But before he finished speaking, Cao Bin yelled from the crowd:

"Everyone, please don't listen to Lao Lin this time. We've been listening to him for three years. We can't continue listening to him this time—everyone help! Let's carry Lao Lin to the stage together!"

For a time the crowd was passionate.

The boys rolled their sleeves with a smirk, and the girls stepped back and took out their phones from their coat pockets and turned on the camera mode.

The more the merrier.

Although Lao Lin struggled with panic on his face, after all, he was an old man in his forties, and he couldn't compare to a group of young students who were vigorous and fierce.

So amidst howling, Lao Su wailed onto the stage as if he was being carried by a primitive man to get on the grill.

Su Tong thoughtfully handed over the microphone.

Cao Bin booed and said, Lao Lin, should you consider tidying up your appearance first when speaking as a head teacher.

The audience roared with laughter, and the entire banquet hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Lao Lin glared at Su Tong and then at Cao Bin, scolding in confusion:

"It's a good thing without you, but I'm more positive than the other when I'm tricked!"

Everyone in the audience showed the same smile.

It seems that after graduating, the distance between students and teachers suddenly became closer. The original high-ranking teachers were not serious, and the once submissive students gradually became bolder.

Probably so.

Lao Lin stood on the stage and thought.

During his 20-year teaching career, his back has gradually become bent, and it is difficult to straighten up. There are also slight gullies in the corners of his eyes and brows, which gradually deepened under the erosion of the years.

The flying chalk shavings whitened his few hairs, and every day when he got up to wash, he would pull a few strands of hair and lament that life was hard.

Then prepare lessons, correct homework, and continue to overdraw the hair that was black and beautiful when I was young, but now the flowers are dying in the day-to-day teaching career.

He smiled.

The world is suddenly quiet.

Lao Lin was on the stage, but he clearly seemed to be standing on a podium.

The student looked up at him under the stage, but he clearly seemed to be sitting on a seat.

The past reappears, as before.

Lao Lin suddenly felt a little emotional, and raised his right hand—but he remembered halfway that this was a stage, not a podium, and he didn't have a pointer in his hand.

Hands belonging to the teacher put down.

The hand belonging to the bald greasy middle-aged man held the microphone and lifted it up.

Lao Lin was silent, but he forced his smile on and said in a low voice:

"Students, no matter how the past three years have been, no matter what the results of the college entrance examination are, those are all things in the past... There is no need to mention the past, I just hope—as an older friend rather than a teacher, I hope everyone In the future, we can go our own way.”

"No matter what the past grades are, no matter where the future university is, no matter where the world is... I hope everyone can be happy, happy, and I also wish my classmates..."

"... can have a bright future!"

[To be continued]

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