Jiangning No. 5 Middle School is a high school with the highest admission rate in Jiangning, and in the two elite classes every year, there are not a few candidates who can enter the first-class colleges and universities of Tsinghua University and Peking University, starting from 2005, to last year, Jiangning No. 5 Middle School has been in the city's college entrance examination champion for nine consecutive years, and the city's parents have sharpened their heads to send their children to the No. 5 Middle School, which is why the old principal will still be hired back to his post by the Education Bureau when he reaches retirement age.

When the school bell rang and her classmates rushed out of the classroom, Huang Meimei slowly packed her schoolbag. Halfway through the semester, the textbooks on mathematics, physics and chemistry on the table were completely brand new, but the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" that had just been put into the schoolbag was turned slightly upturned. She glanced at the physics book on the table helplessly, and compared with the theory of the kinetic motion of gas molecules that she had been reading at home for the past few days, it was not as vivid and interesting as the black-and-white revolutionary comic strip on the stall. Meimei has been a little distressed lately, since the midterm exam was a blockbuster, the nine teachers of the nine subjects of language and mathematics, materialization, politics and history, without exception, began to like to answer some esoteric and difficult questions in class. When teaching Lefu poetry, the teacher asked everyone to try to write an ancient style poem according to the rhythm of Pingqiu, and when everyone scratched their ears and cheeks, Meimei, who put down "Chivalry Travel", had already densely written a whole sheet of A4 paper, and the old teacher who graduated from the Chinese Department of Beijing Normal University was more shocked than surprised to read aloud in the office after class, and since then, the teacher of the language group has seen Meimei as if she saw Cao Zijian, who was only eight years old, envious and pious.

Meimei folded the astrophysical formula that proved successful when she was bored in class today, put it in her school bag, and was about to get up when she saw four boys of the same age going back and forth. The leader is a handsome white guy with thick fluff above his lips, 1.83 meters tall, the main force of the school basketball team, and the dream lover of countless young girls in the fifth middle school. Behind him, there are three stinkers who are tall, short, strong and thin, and their appearance is slightly inferior to the handsome guy at the head, but they can all be regarded as young and cool men like the fifth lieutenant colonel.

One meter eighty-three walked straight to Meimei's desk, with a charming smile: "Huang Meimei, from now on, you are my girlfriend." ”

1.83 meters with his hands on his chest, his temperament charming, his expression was determined when he announced the news that he thought was an established fact.

Meimei stuffed the last complete book of Jin Yong in the desk into her schoolbag, swept the four of them with disgust, and finally looked at the handsome little guy in front of her who was secretly loved by countless classmates like a monster and said, "White giant elephant, your brain was smashed by a basketball?"

Yi.83, who was called the white giant elephant by Meimei, suddenly looked curious: "How do you know?" After speaking, he looked smug again, "It seems that you have been paying attention to me......"

Meimei sighed, opened the schoolbag again, took out a palm-sized book and threw it to Yi.83: "Go back and take a good look at this first, alas, the current children ......" Meimei shook her head like an adult, put her schoolbag on her back, pulled out the stunned three stinkers and squeezed out.

The white giant elephant flipped through the palm-sized book, and on the cover was written a huge five words: brain teaser.

The white giant elephant had a confused expression, and turned back to ask the thin bamboo pole behind him, who had always been known for his high emotional intelligence: "Xiangzi, what's the situation? Did she agree or not?"

The thin bamboo pole scratched his head and hesitated for a long time before he said: "Giant elephant, I pondered what she meant to let you go back and improve your IQ first." ”

The other two immediately burst into laughter, and when they saw the white giant elephant's strange face, they stopped laughing, and one of the sturdy people helped to come up with an idea: "Why don't you find a few people to stop her halfway and pretend to rob halfway, and the giant elephant will run out to save the beauty ...... heroically."

Li Xiang said disdainfully: "Tian Ze, which dynasty are you doing this trick of picking up girls? ”

The last person was named Xu Ran, and he rubbed his neck in distress: "Giant elephant, this Huang Meimei may not be so easy to deal with." ”

Holding a book of brain teasers with a solemn face, the white giant elephant took a deep breath, suddenly turned around and smiled: "Don't you think it's more interesting in this way?"

The other three looked at each other, and Li Xiang couldn't help but say: "I didn't think there was anything special about this Huang Meimei before, she looked okay, but she wore a school uniform every day, rustic, and that black-framed glasses, she wore them in the sixth grade of primary school, right? ”

The white giant elephant grabbed the corner of the book "Brain Teaser", slapped it twice in his palm, and nodded lightly: "From childhood to adulthood, there is nothing I can't do, I don't believe that she Huang Meimei is really not moved." You guys can also help me think about how to conquer Huang Meimei the fastest way. ”

"Are you really playing?" Tian Ze had an incredible expression on his face, the white giant elephant was the number one school grass in the fifth middle school, and the girl who chased him could line up three times around the playground, and she would actually come for a Huang Meimei who was not at all inconspicuous.

The white giant horn smiled: "How can I play really? I want to soak my hands and get rid of her, how can I really care about her!" The white giant elephant waved his hand with a firm expression.

The other three all agreed, and Xu Ran suddenly pointed to a few textbooks on the table and said, "Why are her books so new?"

The white giant elephant flipped through the physics and chemistry textbooks, the books were as new as ever without touching a word, and he frowned slightly: "Is it really like the rumors outside, her family is too poor, and she wants to keep and sell old books for a good price?" The other three nodded at the same time.

The white giant elephant took out a brand new Apple phone from his trouser pocket, dialed a number, and said, "Help me find an address." ”

The white giant elephant looked out of the classroom window, Huang Meimei's back on the square was tall and lonely, the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded her in a hazy halo, his heart beat faster, at this moment, he felt as if he had been hit by youth.

Meimei likes to walk with her feet kicked, so the schoolbag behind her will make a clanging sound when she walks. Walking out of the gate of the fifth middle school, Meimei hesitated for a moment and then walked in the opposite direction to go home. Bus No. 22 leads directly to the Martyrs' Cemetery, Meimei got off at the cemetery station, but was told by the old man who watched the gate of the cemetery that the cemetery had been closed at half past five.

Meimei put down her schoolbag and squatted under the iron fence of the cemetery, looking at the towering trees in the park.

Meimei said, Dad, I got a perfect score in all subjects.

Meimei said, Dad, the boys in the class hate it a little bit.

Meimei said, Dad, you're not here, Mom calls your name every night in her dreams.

Meimei said, Dad, the widows and mothers of your comrades-in-arms continue to help you send money.

Meimei said, Dad, you are gone, Meimei misses you very much.

The child in the flowering season squatted under the fence and muttered to himself for a long time, but not a single tear was shed. When night fell, Meimei slowly got up and said in the direction of the mausoleum in the garden, I will go home first, and I will come to see you in a few days.

Regarded as a mentally abnormal child by the uncle who watched the door, he stepped on the bus and got off the bus alone at night, and when he got home, he threw off his schoolbag and went into the kitchen.

The silver-haired old lady poked into her head and said, Shi Shi his daughter-in-law, make mapo tofu at night, and today Shi Shi should go home.

The child who rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform to reveal his small arms like tender lotus roots turned his head and smiled, Okay.

The old lady sat down in the drawing-room, looking in the direction of the door, and muttered something that only she could understand.

Meimei's hands and feet are very fast, she makes two dishes and one soup in half an hour, and warms up the share left for her mother, and the grandparents and grandchildren watch the "News Network" in the old TV set to eat, smelling the vegetables, but the old lady no longer mentions the topic of stones. After the old lady washed and went to bed, Meimei returned to the small world that her father had separated herself from with a wooden plank, turned on the lamp, and opened a thick book with "French Classic Literature" on the cover in her hand. The book was exchanged for two cents by Meimei from the community to collect waste, eighty percent new, the title page is written with the name of a student of a certain French department of Shanghai Foreign Chinese College, and then in addition to a few wavy lines on the first page, from the second page, only Meimei's own reading experience written in flowery French is between the beautiful French original works. Under the dim table lamp, the corners of Meimei's mouth gently raised a very graceful arc, which was seven or eight similar to the certain Diao Min who was quite worthy of her mother in Meimei's eyes.

Li Yundao still decided to meet the "quasi-first brother" in the Jiangning underground world. The address on the invitation is Phoenix Terrace, which is not unfamiliar to Li Yundao, and he came to this high-end club that can be regarded as a paradise in the world after work. The business of Phoenix Terrace is as prosperous as ever, and the difference is that now after the car is parked, there will be service personnel who will come forward to help the vehicle put on "clothes".

Li Yundao asked the young woman who led the way curiously: "Is there any way to say that this puts a layer of car cover on the car cover?"

The woman smiled and replied cleverly: "Mainly at the request of most guests." ”

Li Yundao smiled silently and didn't ask any more questions. In today's form, the purpose of providing car cover services is naturally not enough for outsiders, and in general, it is still for fear that the license plate will reveal the identity of the owner and cause unnecessary trouble.

Last time in the "Sword Immortal Pavilion", tonight it was replaced by "Poetry Shengxuan", after crossing the creek stone bridge, Li Yundao saw the word "Poetry Saint" of the stele, the font is elegant and elegant, the building behind the plaque is actually an imitation of the Japanese wooden structure, and the artistic conception is far from the last "Sword Immortal Pavilion".

Seeing Li Yundao, someone from afar greeted him from the door.

"Welcome, welcome, Political Commissar Li is here, and our President Bai will add glory to his face tonight. "It was a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who was about the same age as Li Yundao. Li Yundao carefully studied all kinds of people around Bai Jiaxian, and the young man named Ding Ruqing in front of him was a top student of Jiangning University of Finance and Economics, and it is said that he had received a job offer from Japan's Hayamura Securities when he graduated, but for some reason he became the number one think tank around Bai Jiaxian.

Li Yundao smiled lightly, and said succinctly: "You're polite." ”

Ding Ruqing didn't seem to care about Li Yundao's cold attitude towards him, but instead welcomed Li Yundao into the Japanese-style townhouse more and more enthusiastically. Ding Ruqing bent down to help Li Yundao take off his shoes, but the latter took off his standard leather shoes very simply.

Ding Ruqing smiled awkwardly, and bent down to make a gesture of invitation: "Political Commissar Li, the people are almost ready, just wait for you to come and start the banquet." ”

Li Yundao nodded and smiled, and walked straight to the inner court. Ding Ruqing, who was behind him, slowly straightened up, stared at Li Yundao's back, sneered slightly, and the murderous aura in his eyes was steaming, but it was fleeting.