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"How is the New Year?" Wang Bo said to Zhong Jiahui with a smile in the seventh class classroom.

"It's ok. Zhong Jiahui's face spread with a smile, and she raised her hand to hook the hair next to her ear, "I went to my mother's hometown in Longquan for a few days after the year." ”

"When did you go?"

"The seventh day of the first month. ”

"Oh, yes, no wonder I couldn't get through to your house on the eighth night of the new year. ”

"Ah, you...... Have you looked for me?" Zhong Jiahui's beautiful eyes widened and looked at Wang Bo in surprise.

On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, my old man held a celebration banquet and a thank-you banquet for me at the Yingfeng Hotel, and I wanted to call you to come over for lunch, but no one answered after calling twice. I guess most of you went to visit your relatives too. Wang Bo explained.

"Oh, that's a pity. I knew I would have stayed at home. Zhong Jiahui said with some annoyance, and after saying it, she felt a little inappropriate, as if she wanted to go to Wang Bo's celebration banquet. Zhong Jiahui's face was slightly red, afraid that Wang Bo would misunderstand, so she quickly explained, "Grandma's house is not much fun, adults only care about playing cards, and I can't talk to those younger cousins and cousins, most of the time I am bored." ”

"Yes, our relatives here are basically eating and playing cards, and sometimes it's quite boring. Wang Bo echoed.

The two of them greeted each other one by one, chatting about some interesting or uninteresting things during the winter vacation. Although it was quite comfortable to chat with Zhong Jiahui, the girl he liked second in the fourth middle school in his previous life, but thinking that he still had to go to Liang Ya, taking advantage of the silence between the two, Wang Bo suddenly remembered and asked:

"Oh, by the way, Jiahui, what are you looking for me today?"

Zhong Jiahui, who seemed natural at first, was asked by Wang Bo, and suddenly became embarrassed, and put the white paper bag in her hand in front of Wang Bo with a blushing face, and said with some slush: "Wang Bo, my mother...... My mom got you a sweater, you ...... You can take it home and try it to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, you ...... You give it to me again, I'll call my mother to change ......" When she spoke, Zhong Jiahui didn't dare to look at Wang Bo's eyes at all, and when she finished speaking, her whole face was already red as if it was drenched in blood.

Wang Bo was very surprised, he didn't expect Zhong Jiahui's mother Wu Caixia to make a sweater for him! Thinking that the other party had a serious job and was a housewife, this sweater must have been made intermittently by using his usual leisure time bit by bit for a month or two, and in terms of time, it was probably that the other party had the idea of making a sweater for him after he saved Zhong Jiahui. Of course, this touched him unexpectedly, because he was so old that he had never received any other women's woollen fabrics except for his mother, who had knitted him a sweater.

"Ah, Aunt Wu also gave me a sweater? Thank you, thank you, I'm really embarrassed!" Wang Bo thanked Zhong Jiahui while lifting the paper bag and looking down, inside was a folded navy blue sweater.

On the way over to Wang Bo's sweater, Zhong Jiahui hesitated many times, and the most worried thing was that she was afraid that Wang Bo would not want it, but now seeing that Wang Bo took it without saying a word, the biggest worry in her heart fell.

"You're welcome, Wang Bo. I should say thank you. Zhong Jiahui, who was blushing, glanced at Wang Bo and whispered, "By the way, Wang Bo, are you free tomorrow......? My mom wants to call you to my house for a light meal. ”

"Do you want to invite me to dinner? Jiahui, Wu Niang is so polite! There really is no need to be so polite. I took this sweater, you thank Wu Niang for me. But you don't need to eat. You all invited me last time. Wang Bo said with a smile.

Zhong Jiahui stopped talking, lowered her head, and gently twisted the floor under her feet with the sneakers on her feet, and after at least ten seconds, she whispered: "The day before yesterday, those people ...... Sentenced. ”

Wang Bo was stunned, and before he could react for a while, Zhong Jiahui, who lowered his head, continued: "The peak who is the leader has been sentenced to ten years. Zhang Zheng...... sentenced to six years, and the other two were sentenced to four years each......"

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Wang Bo rode his bicycle on the way home, dizzy, his mind kept echoing the things that Zhong Jiahui told him not long ago, and his heart fluctuated, and it was difficult to calm down.

This is the first time since he was reborn that he has changed the fate of others -- not in a good direction, but in a bad, abyss-like direction! Because of his move, his "nosy," four eighteen- or nineteen-year-old vocational high school students who originally didn't know how to do anything, suddenly changed their lives dramatically, reversed, and turned from "promising youths" whose futures were not bright or necessarily dark to prisoners in labor camps!

Of course, he is not regretful, afraid or anything, let alone unbearable, or sympathetic. For Gao Feng, Zhang Zheng didn't study well at a young age, and he was a bad boy who bullied his classmates, he undoubtedly hated it, and he couldn't wait to be sentenced to life imprisonment, and he wouldn't come out to harm this not very good world for the rest of his life.

It's just that thinking that the fate of these rotten boys is not through the normal legal procedures of the state, but by him threading the needle and leading the needle, sowing discord, fanning the yin wind and lighting the ghost fire, using many efforts, coincidentally, and in the end, they were punished under the severe crackdown, Wang Bo's heart has a sense of unreality that is almost absurd. The sentencing of several rotten boys made him suddenly realize that now he not only has the capital to do good, but also said that if he wants to be evil, he wants to collude with officials and businessmen, reverse black and white, deceive the world and steal fame, and engage in things and things, for example, it is much easier and more efficient to engage in those vocational high school students who were not related to him like this time.

This made him feel a kind of vigilance and vigilance even though he had not done much good in his previous life, but he had never done any evil.

"In this society where the legal system is not perfect, human favor is greater than the law, and the will of the chief is higher than a qiē, I can certainly engage a few children of ordinary people who I don't like and think are scumbags, and in the future, when I meet people with a bigger official position and a higher status than me, but if I don't like it, or if I have a conflict of interest, can the other party also unscrupulously mess with me? Find a reason to turn me into a prisoner in labor reform?" Under vigilance and vigilance, Wang Bo had an inexplicable worry.

Then, he was glad that he was in Shanghai this time. He feels that his current self is more or less a celebrity in China, at least in China's education and cultural circles. If ordinary people want to deal with him, they are afraid that they have to inquire and weigh it.

But it's not very safe after all.

Therefore, in order to increase the difficulty for others to engage in themselves, the name still continues to be published, or it is necessary to continue to write and leave. After the golden doll of Teng/Xun comes out in the future, it can't be put in a basket, and all the Americans, France, and England have to invest some money. Just like the richest men in later generations did.

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After leaving Zhong Jiahui for a long time, as if he had committed persecution paranoia, Wang Bo had been a little distracted, and began to think about it, and conducted a series of introspections and reflections on the fact that several vocational high school students were sentenced to prison by him, until Xue Tao called him, saying that he had made a meritorious service, and asked him to drink a night beer to celebrate, Wang Bo woke up from his trance-like thoughts.

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