29. The scars of youth that can't be let go (2)
"You don't like chocolate?" his voice floated out of the darkness, and the campus was pitch black, with only students in competition classes coming and going.
"No, it's not. Wang Zhao opened his schoolbag, took out a piece of chocolate and put it in his mouth.
"Are you better?"
"Hmm. ”
The head teacher asked the parents to pick her up, and she saw Qi Huixian from afar, her mother was standing in the first place pushing her bicycle, her eyes desperately looking in through the school gate, and her face was about to stick to the door.
"You go first, I'll go back to the classroom and get the book. ”
"Well, goodbye. ”
"Goodbye. ”
She was afraid that he would see Qi Huixian and learn her story, so she hid behind a tree. He got out of the school gate, got into a car, and waited for the car to drive away Wang Zhao slowly walked towards her mother, Qi Huixian immediately counted away: "Why did you come out, I came over at eight o'clock, I originally promised the customer to deliver fruit tonight, but in order to pick you up, I had to transfer the business to someone else, and I made a few thousand yuan less." ”
Qi Huixian said that the customer was the song hall where she went to dance every once in a while, I don't know who she knew inside, and almost contracted the fruit plate business in the song hall, and relied on this business to spread the fruit into a fruit shop.
After she finished complaining, she said that Wang Zhao wanted to study hard, and when she made a lot of money in the future, she would be able to enjoy a daydream like happiness. Wang Zhao sat on the back seat of the bicycle, the chocolate was sweet to his heart, his stomach seemed to be really not so painful, thinking of the car he was sitting in, it was particularly eye-catching in the cluster of bicycles and motorcycles.
His story is beautiful.
The good days of learning lasted until the eve of the competition, and the school specially chartered a car to send the participating students to the provincial capital. The teacher on the bus proposed singing to relieve the tension, everyone cheered, and the boys and girls volunteered to perform, singing, dancing, and reciting poems.
Sitting next to Wang Zhao, he asked, "Are you going to sing a song?"
Wang Zhao hurriedly waved his hand, and he said, "I want to go and sing a song." ”
He kindly informed, in exchange for Wang Zhao's frequent nods, Wang Zhao used the action of nodding to hide the panic in his heart, in fact, he didn't need to tell her, and she didn't need to dress up carefully, but they all did.
She took out the new clothes that Qi Huixian bought for her with the money she "begged" from the bottom of the box, and in order to dispel the smell of mothballs, she washed them and poured gold spinning to soak them, put them to dry in the sun, and ironed them in a teapot through a towel. New clothes, sunflower hairpins, and a red string bracelet with gold bells on your wrists are all a premeditation.
He stood behind the driver's seat and sang, and she sat in the last row of window seats looking out the window and not looking at him. He sang a song that was very popular at the time:
Let us be accompanied by red dust, live chic, gallop to share the prosperity of the world, sing the joy in our hearts to the wine, and vigorously grasp the youth.
He sang "we", Wang Zhao didn't think much about it, the teenage girl didn't dare to think about it, and the rows of sequined plane trees flashed outside the window, like sparkling water, the water rippled in her clear eyes, and her eyes had his clean young face.
The sun shone through the cracks of the osmanthus tree, and Wang Zhao said to Han Xiaoyin: "Go pack two afternoon teas." ”
Han Xiaoyin looked at the car and stopped in front of a famous cake shop, and pouted, "Didn't you come to drink something?"
"I see you're almost gone, go back to work. ”
"Keep working, keep working, save yourself staying up late at night, Mr. Wang, what do you eat?"
"Chocolate mousse, buy another one casually, and thank Director Shi for the autumn pear paste. ”
Han Xiaoyin got out of the car, and Wang Zhao was trapped in the saddle. He won the first place in the math competition and was admitted to a high school in the province, but Wang Zhao unexpectedly but unsurprisingly did not get the ranking. On the day of the competition, when she got the exam papers, she found that many questions were difficult to start, and the new clothes that should have been "begged" at the bottom of the box could not bring good luck.
She is a hard-working player, but she is not good at large exams, which was also verified in the later high school entrance examination.
She never saw him again, not only did she miss him, but the teachers and classmates in the class would also talk about him, it is said that he had leukemia when he was a child and recuperated at home for a few years, so he kept skipping grades, but he was about the same age as Wang Zhao.
Han Xiaoyin bought cake and coffee, and when she returned to the office, Wang Zhaoxian instructed Han Xiaoyin to contact Yin Jiguang, Mr. Yin's younger brother: she could help Yin Jiguang's company avoid the risk of infringement, and if Yin Jiguang needed it, she could come to her.
Yin Jiguang has seen Wang Zhao's strength, and when he took his lawyer to meet and negotiate with Wang Zhao for the first time, Wang Zhao took off the script and spoke for an hour in one breath, and his lawyer couldn't even breathe. Han Xiaoyin contacted Yin Jiguang's secretary, and Yin Jiguang provided his private WeChat and personally thanked Wang Zhao, and the two were upgraded from rivals to friends.
Han Xiaoyin felt that this trick was not very moral, but it was indeed relieved.
Then she called Li Po and called twice, and Li Po answered, and Han Xiaoyin told her that she could sue, go through the legal aid procedure, and did not have to pay lawyer fees. Li Po said yes again and again, and asked Han Xiaoyin several times if there would be variables, but Han Xiaoyin hurriedly promised that she wouldn't.
Hanging up the phone, Han Xiaoyin felt indescribable in her heart, and Li Po's attitude made her unhappy, just like facing a matter that the law firm encountered this year.
Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the law firm will donate moon cakes to an institution, and the money will be paid to a familiar pastry shop, and the cake shop will directly distribute it.
The money was spent, and the front desk had to be tired of explaining, and the left phone call and the right phone call made the lawyers unhappy.
People are dissatisfied, Wang Zhao also told her about similar things, she used to think that Wang Zhao was dark in her heart, but now she can't.
But this kind of thing is not easy to put on the table, and now Han Xiaoyin needs to do something out of low-level fun to get rid of the trouble of a lipstick on her.
She took a photo of afternoon tea and sent it to the circle of friends, with the text: Internet celebrity check-in, isn't it fragrant to rely on your own struggle.
With a ding dong, a classmate who is a full-time legal counsel sent her a screenshot about Bai Louming's divorce lawyer Yu Xinzhi. Yu Xinzhi has attracted attention, even Han Xiaoyin is not unusual, as a lawyer to take on such a case, the picture is not fame and fortune, interestingly, a sentence appears in the article: Lawyer Yu represented this case, there are deeper considerations, and it is out of personal experience of resonance.
This classmate added a red line under this sentence and asked Han Xiaoyin: What do you mean? What does Lawyer Yu resonate with?