During the break in the first class in the morning, Lu Wei touched his tablemate Liang Ya with his elbow, and said narrowly: "The handsome guy from Class 7 hasn't been here for a few days?"

Liang Ya ignored it, as if she hadn't heard, and continued to read.

In the second class, Lu Wei leaned against Liang Ya with his elbow again, and whispered: "Yaya, why don't you say that guy is coming?

Liang Ya still didn't speak, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

In the third class, Lu Wei no longer teased his tablemate, but called Liang Ya to go to the toilet. The two girls went to the toilet hand in hand, Liang Ya was about to go back to the classroom to continue reviewing history, but Lu Wei said: "During this time, I read books every day, and my braincase has become bigger." Let's walk around and go back to the classroom, Yaya. ”

Liang Ya hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The teaching building of No. 4 Middle School is divided into the front building and the back building, the front building is the junior high school, and the back building is the high school. Each floor of the front and rear buildings is connected by a sky corridor, forming a three-dimensional "Hui" shape. Some students who want to walk around after class but don't want to go up and down the stairs like to take a walk around the word "hui". Liang Ya's second and ninth class of high school is on the easternmost side of the third floor, and there are eight classes, four classes, the toilet in the middle, five classes, six classes, and then the seventh class where Wang Bo is located in the westernmost place.

The two friends at the same table, still holding hands, passed through the corridor of class 5, and then passed through the corridor of class 6, and when they reached the corridor of class 7, Lu Wei immediately slowed down, and finally simply pulled Liang Ya against the railing of the corridor of class 7.

The reed's movement startled Liang Ya, "Let's go, reed." What are you doing here?"

"Look at the scenery!" Lu Wei said with a smile as he looked at Liang Ya's slightly flustered face.

"What's so nice about this scenery? I want to go back to Class 9 to see, let's go!" Liang Ya began to pull the reeds.

But the reed was unmoved. continued to search the classroom of class 9 with his eyes, and after searching for a long time, he didn't find Wang Bo's figure, "Hey, Yaya, it seems that Wang Bo is not in class 7, hasn't he come to school in the past few days?"

"What does it matter if he can't go to school or not?" Liang Ya continued to pull the reeds. But the reed remained unmoving, and Liang Ya was a little anxious. At this time, there were already many students in Class 7 who frequently looked at her and Lu Wei through the window. This made Liang Ya even more uncomfortable, her delicate face began to flush, she stomped her feet, and said to the reed with some anger: "Can't you go? Liang Ya turned and walked forward. The pace is a little fast.

As soon as Liang Ya left, the reed lost his interest in "watching the scenery", walked two steps quickly, and soon caught up with Liang Ya who was walking in front. Reed's gaze glanced at Liang Ya's face, and seeing that the other party was slightly blushing and annoyed, Reed felt that his "trick" had worked, and he was very happy.

"Hee-hee. What, angry? Just kidding. Look at you!" Lu Wei slapped Liang Ya and said with a grin.

But Liang Ya was silent, didn't speak, just walked forward. Liang Ya is 1.7 meters tall, has long legs, and the reed is only 1.58 meters, with short body and thick legs, and it is very difficult to catch up. So there was only a trot, running in front of Liang Ya, blocking the way, and stopping him.

"I was wrong, Miss Liang! Am I wrong?" Lu Wei Xiao gasped and confessed his mistake to Liang Ya.

Liang Ya looked at the reed with a complicated expression, the fast walk just now made her breathing a little short, she wanted to go crazy, but she didn't know how to go crazy, and finally sighed, looked at the reed, and said calmly: "Wei Wei, don't make fun of Wang Bo about me in the future." I have nothing to do with him, and I don't mean what you think. It's boring, okay?"

This is the first time that Liang Ya solemnly revealed her heart and her perception of Wang Bo to Lu Wei, Lu Wei saw Liang Ya's seriousness, although she had long known that the hospitable boy in Class 7 was unlikely to be liked by Liang Ya, the proud girl of the sky, but the other party was alone or alone, or pulled a "dwarf winter melon" to come over to "see the scenery", clumsy, silly, and expressed her heart and liking implicitly, she didn't know what her friend thought about it, but she herself was moved by this ordinary persistence. If the other party likes not Liang Ya, but herself, Lu Wei feels that she will definitely accept this is not enthusiastic, not sensational, without flowers and applause, but behind it is full of sincere feelings.

It's not me, it's a pity!

For a moment, Lu Wei really hated the person in front of her who wanted to have good looks, a figure, good grades, and thousands of pampering people, hated her indifference, hated her profligacy—yes, in the face of the boys' pursuit after another, most girls, such as her, could not even ask for one of them, but she could discard and squander them at will! God is so unfair! I am so unwilling!

"Hmm. Lu Wei nodded, in a bitter mood, but he still forced a smile on his face, "I won't joke with you and him in the future! Hehe, I just don't know if that guy will be heartbroken and cry for three days and three nights if he knows that his goddess abandons him like a piece of?"

"How can it be so exaggerated!Get out of the way, let's go!" Liang Ya smiled softly, took the initiative to take Reed's arm, and walked forward.

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Just when Lu Wei made fun of Wang Bo and Liang Ya, Wang Bo was busy welcoming and sending off with a few "second-generation elements" in the Internet café, and received the guests who came to congratulate the opening of the Internet café. Because Xue Tao, Dong Zhen and Li Jing are all civil servants, and they are not allowed to do business according to national regulations, and a few people can stand here secretly today, and they are also on sick leave, so the opening of this Internet café is too low-key compared with the opening of the flagship store of "Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles" some time ago.

The guests who came to congratulate the opening of the Internet café were not outsiders at all, just the parents of a few "second-generation elements". Wang Bo also met the father or mother of Xue Tao, Dong Zhen and Li Jing for the first time. In the face of these "dignitaries and nobles" who are like fish in water in the four-party system and can call the wind and rain to a certain extent, he also put away his hippie smiling face on weekdays, and shouted "uncle" and "aunt" enthusiastically, trying to be polite and courteous while not being humble or arrogant, and strive to leave a good impression on the other party.

Similarly, for Wang Bo, who has been praised many times by his own children, several parents of mixed officialdom have also met for the first time. Wang Bo's biggest impression on them is that "this doll is not simple", in front of them, who are "officials", they are neither cowering nor flattering, they deal with it decently, they are not flustered, and they are not flustered, giving them the illusion that they are communicating with themselves, as if they are not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student, but a person of the same generation who has attained human affection. But from the mouths of the children and the faces of each other, the teenager in front of him is indeed still a student, not an ordinary generation, which makes several parents of the "second generation of officials" have to be secretly surprised.

Thanks to yesterday's leaflets, as well as the word of mouth from a group of old customers who had experienced the "magic" of computers yesterday, in less than two hours after their opening today, 19 machines were filled with young people and students who had heard the news. It's Thursday, not the weekend, and needless to say, these students must have skipped class. If Wang Bo was reborn, he would definitely sneer at these "truant kings" and disdain to be with them, but now these people he looked down on in his previous life have become the "God of Wealth" who gave him money. The world is changing, the concept is changing, and the reversal is really full of drama.

Several parents also have their own affairs, and they took the time to visit the juniors to have a little trouble, and left one after another after playing in the Internet café. Although the boom in the business of Internet cafes was somewhat unexpected by a few adults, when they saw that the people who entered the Internet cafes were either idle young people or students who skipped school to surf the Internet, the adults lost much interest. In their consciousness, although the Internet café is magical, the group that comes in to consume is afraid that there is not much essential difference from the surrounding game halls.

The shareholding of several second-generation elements is secret, so they can't make a big splash and let their relatives and friends come to cheer for it. As soon as the parents left, Xue Tao and Li Junhua were fine. They were completely relieved to see that the Internet café was doing a prosperous business and that the money was rolling in and that all the worries they had had been about since the preparation for the opening of the Internet café had disappeared. Considering that I still have a job, I have asked for a day or two of leave, although I am not worried about the scolding of the leader, but I am a little embarrassed not to go for a long time. Anyway, now that the Internet café is on the right track, and they don't understand technology, it doesn't matter if they are here or not. They wanted to surf the Internet, but they didn't have a spare machine for a while, so a few "second-generation elements" who had been "sick" for two days in a row planned to flash people and prepare to go to work, so that Wang Bo could call directly if there was anything.

As soon as Xue Tao and Li Junhua left, Wang Bo couldn't sit still. The current Internet is too primitive, and 99% of the websites that I often visited in my previous life are not attractive, which is not attractive to Wang Bo. And he's not interested in games. So, after Wang Bo explained some precautions to his cousin Luo Yonghao, he also followed Shanren.

Wang Bo, who rode away from the Internet café, did not go back to school or rice noodle shop, but went home directly, opened the political book of the first year of high school, and continued to look. But after only half an hour, he was dizzy and drowsy. So he changed the history of his first year of high school, turned a few pages, and was full of political slogans and conclusions with strong political overtones about the conclusion of the coffin, which made him want to sick to his stomach. As soon as the book was thrown away, I changed the geography book, which made it a lot easier. Thinking of the grade entrance examination that will start the day after tomorrow, politics and history, two subjects that have lost my appetite after watching them a few times, may be about to fail.

"Do you really want to fail the course?" Wang Bo looked at the two textbooks that he had abandoned like a piece of paper and couldn't be interested in it anyway, and there were fierce thoughts in his mind, not only wanting to pick them up again to review, but also feeling that now he didn't need to force himself to do something against his will.

"Alas, it's going to rain, and the mother is going to get married, and there will always be some helpless first time in a person's life. Hang it. Didn't Han Han say, 'Seven homework courses hang red lights, illuminate my future!' People hang all seven subjects, the same awesome, the same fame, what is there to be afraid of?"

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