Chapter 259: A Gift from Lin Mengyao

"Believe it or not, I don't need to take the college entrance examination to enter Jingcheng University. Yun Fan said with a smile.

"I don't believe it, but you're pretending to be good, forget it, Brother Fan, I won't talk nonsense with you, I still have to study hard, Chen Xin is still waiting for me at Baoqing Normal University." Wu Qiang said helplessly.

Yun Fan smiled, seeing that Wu Qiang began to work on the topic seriously, but he was a little impressed by Wu Qiang, it seems that sometimes, people are not unable to change, but whether he is willing to change, this Chen Xin, it is estimated that Wu Qiang became the driving force for learning to become fond of learning.

As for Yun Fan's statement that he can enter Jingcheng University without taking the exam, it is definitely not a joke, with Yun Fan's current relationship with Ren Qianlong, the founder of the Qianlong Intelligence Bureau, Yun Fan does not need an exam to enter Jingcheng University.

Yun Fan didn't plan to go to college, but there was no way, if he didn't go to college, his mother would definitely nag, Yun Fan decided to call Ren Qianlong tonight and ask him to help arrange a place for him at Beijing University, anyway, he just put his name on the line at Beijing University, it doesn't matter if he stays at Beijing University or not, so the family of the province regrets it, after all, in the traditional concept of the Yun family, even if there is a chance, it is necessary for a famous university to gild his body again.

After the second class, it is recess exercise time, in each class, there is a group of people who do not do recess exercises, they often hide in the toilet, Wu Qiang is such a person, before, Wu Qiang was too lazy to do it, and now, Wu Qiang's reason is that he wants to hurry up and study.

Wu Qiang's reason for not doing recess exercises is very grandiose, but Yun Fan doesn't do recess exercises, there is no reason, if you don't go, you don't go, of course, Yun Fan will not hide in the toilet to avoid the arrest of the head teacher.

Lin Mengyao walked down from the upper floor as usual, because the seventh class of the third year of high school was next to the stairs, Lin Mengyao was almost habitual, leaning over and looking at the last row of the seventh class.

At this look, Lin Mengyao was directly stunned, because she saw that the person who haunted her was leaning on the chair at the moment, leisurely looking at the Chinese textbook.

"Yun Fan, I'm actually back. Lin Mengyao was surprised and delighted, but she looked at the door for a while, and seeing that Yun Fan didn't find her, Lin Mengyao finally chose to leave silently.

After Lin Mengyao left, Yun Fan couldn't help but put down the textbook and smiled faintly, with a touch of helplessness in his smile.

Being in Hongchen, how can you not cause trouble in Hongchen, let it all be fate, Yun Fan picked up the textbook again and continued to look at an article "Antonovka Apple".

Culture is the same in every universe, there is no distinction between who is strong and who is weak, Yun Fan also reads books in the ninth universe, and on the earth, he naturally reads books.

Articles are the embodiment of thoughts, in every universe, there are people with transcendent thoughts, this group of people, not necessarily very powerful, perhaps, they are just ordinary people, but they can integrate their thoughts into words, it is a kind of ability, worthy of people to treat them with appreciation, and their words.

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June 5, 2011, today is the last day of high school students in the school to study, tomorrow is a day off, the day after tomorrow will enter the examination room, the entire Baoqing No. 1 Middle School, it is estimated that Yun Fan alone is really indifferent to the college entrance examination, because he has told Ren Qianlong that Ren Qianlong has promised to help him arrange for Beijing University, this back door to go, I don't know how many people to envy.

After school on this day, Yun Fan packed up his things and walked out of the classroom with Wu Qiang, before Wu Qiang left, he looked at his seat and his class, and was full of emotion, Yun Fan did not have so many emotions as Wu Qiang.

At the staircase of the seventh class of the third year of high school, Lin Mengyao was holding a book waiting for someone, and many students passing by couldn't help but be curious, saying that Lin Mengyao liked a person named Yun Fan in the seventh class, and that person actually didn't come to class for a semester, and he was also a cow fork, a beautiful student in a dignified middle school, and he actually liked a scumbag, the most important thing is that not only Lin Mengyao likes this scumbag, but even the school flower Guan Siyu heard that he also likes this scumbag, which can't help but make a group of boys feel sorry.

When Yun Fan and Wu Qiang came out of the classroom, they saw Lin Mengyao.

"Eh, Brother Fan, I still have something to do, I'll leave first, don't bother you, I'll contact you after the college entrance examination." As soon as Wu Qiang saw Lin Mengyao, he smiled at Yunfan and said, and then left first very interestingly.

After Wu Qiang left, Yun Fan couldn't help but walk towards Lin Mengyao.

"Is there something wrong?" Yun Fan asked with a smile.

Lin Mengyao was a little uneasy, holding a book in her hand, her head lowered, her toes slightly cocked, and she kept rubbing back and forth on the marble floor.

"It's your birthday, it's my birthday present to you. Lin Mengyao finally mustered up the courage and handed a book in her hand to Yun Fan.

Yun Fan was stunned, today is my birthday? Yun Fan's mind turned, it was true, his birthday was the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, and today, it was indeed the fourth day of the fifth lunar month, and Yun Fan really didn't think about his birthday.

Unexpectedly, this Lin Mengyao actually remembered her birthday.

"Thank you, but how do you know it's my birthday?" Yun Fan took the gift handed by Lin Mengyao and couldn't help but smile and asked.

"Well, I stumbled across your file last time. Lin Mengyao said with a hot face, she couldn't say that she was cheeky and asked Yun Fan's head teacher to inquire.

Yun Fan smiled, didn't ask more, and said, "Let's go, today is the last day of the third year of high school, do you need me to send you home?"

"Ahh In Lin Mengyao's tone, there was irrepressible joy, Yun Fan, actually wanted to send her home, which made her feel like she was dreaming.

Yun Fan and Lin Mengyao walked slowly like a walk, Yun Fan listened to Lin Mengyao talking about interesting things on campus during this period of time, and smiled from time to time.

Yun Fan and Lin Mengyao were talking and laughing, but behind Yun Fan and Lin Mengyao, there was a person who stopped, with a complicated expression on his face.

Guan Siyu stood in the middle of the campus in a daze, and it wasn't until Yun Fan and Lin Mengyao disappeared from her sight that she came back to her senses from her trance, step by step, and walked towards the school gate with some despair.

Lin Mengyao came to school by bicycle, her home is about four miles away from the school, usually, Lin Mengyao still dislikes the distance is too long, but today, she hopes that this distance will be longer, so that Yun Fan can accompany her for a while.

However, no matter how long the road is, there will be an end to it after all.

"Yun Fan, I've arrived. At the gate of a community, Lin Mengyao stopped, looked at Yun Fan and said.

"Okay, then you can go back. Yun Fan smiled slightly.

"By the way, when you finish filling in the college entrance examination, can you fill in the capital?" Lin Mengyao pushed the bicycle, just took two steps, seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but turn around and say to Yun Fan.

"Of course, perhaps, we are still a school. Yun Fan said with a smile.

"Really?" Lin Mengyao couldn't help but light up her eyes, for Yun Fan's grades, she naturally knew that Yun Fan hadn't come to school for half a year this year, and if she wanted to be admitted to Beijing University, she would be able to laugh off other people's big teeth if she said it, but Lin Mengyao was willing to believe Yun Fan, and she hoped that she could see Yun Fan again in college.

"Really. Yun Fan nodded.

"I'm going to take the exam, but I'm going to take the Beijing University. Lin Mengyao said with a smile.

"Let me tell you a secret, I have been admitted to Jingcheng University in advance, and I will look at you now, but don't let me go to Jingcheng University and I can't see you. Yun Fan said with a smile.

"Okay, then we will see you at Beijing University. Lin Mengyao said in surprise, and then pushed the bicycle and jumped happily into the community, not looking back, looking at Yun Fan, who was standing in place and watching her, making her little heart hit like a deer.

"Does he like me too, does he like me too?" Lin Mengyao kept asking herself.

After seeing Lin Mengyao enter the community, Yun Fan turned around and left, calling a taxi to go back.

Sitting in the taxi, Yun Fan glanced at the book called "Walden" that Jiang Jiemeng gave him in his hand, and then opened the book.

On the title page of the book, a silk handkerchief is sandwiched.

Yun Fan picked up the handkerchief and opened it to see that the handkerchief was embroidered with two vivid shrimps, as well as a neat poem written by one hand.

"Tenderness at Hand"

The tenderness of meeting you for the first time

Encounter in the crowds

The morning dew is not dawning

Flowers are not opened

You didn't wait for me

Time is in the moment when you bow your head

Gently still

from now on

No longer calm

Thank you for your tenderness

Reunited in anxious waiting

The rain is falling

It doesn't stop

You won't stop

Youth flies with you

Splashed all over the place

from now on

I don't want to be lonely

Meditate on your gentleness

Look back in the hourglass of your dreams

Sungrass trees

Ever remembered

You stay here

The years are just ordinary

So persistent

from now on

Don't miss it

Yun Fan read the poem silently in his heart, and on the last line of the poem, there was a line of small characters, writing: This poem is written by myself, and the two little shrimps are also embroidered by me, don't laugh, and then draw a smiling face on it.

Yun Fan smiled slightly, put away the handkerchief, in the ninth universe, Yun Fan was wanton and chic all his life, I don't know how many women he has charmed, and there are countless tokens and poems expressing his love, but I don't know why, but it was Lin Mengyao's handkerchief today that touched Yun Fan's heart.

Maybe it's because I've been reborn, my mentality has changed, and I'm no longer the wanton and chic demon lord I was when I was in the ninth universe.

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After Yun Fan got into the taxi and left, a Volkswagen Passat parked at the gate of the community slowly drove into the community, in the car, Lin Mengyao's parents Lin Jun and Wen Xiuqing were silent, but looking at the faces of the two, they were both frowning and looking very dissatisfied.

There was no way, they actually saw their daughter and Yun Fan come together again, how could they be happy.

"Xiuqing, the college entrance examination is going to be the day after tomorrow, let's treat what happened just now, let's treat it as if we didn't see it, and after the college entrance examination, we will talk to Meng Yao about her and Yun Fan. Lin Jun said suddenly.

"Well, I know. Although Wen Xiuqing was very angry, there was no way, she was about to take the college entrance examination, in order for her daughter to be able to take the college entrance examination with peace of mind, she could only endure this matter.

Lin Jun saw that his wife agreed, and his face couldn't help but soften, he was afraid that when his wife came home, he would blame his daughter for what happened just now.

"Xiuqing, today's Zhao Wanrong Zhao Zong, the origin is very big, Zhou Jiahao of the Zhou family personally accompanied, I really have never seen Zhou Jiahao so respectful to anyone. Lin Jun couldn't help but change the topic and said.

This afternoon, in the name of the Zhou family, Zhou Jiahao invited celebrities and wealthy people in Baoqing City, as well as some government officials, to hold a meeting together, saying that it was to discuss the issue of investment in the construction of the "Seven Streets" project in Baoqing City, but in fact, it was just to introduce to you a chairman of the board of directors of the Shanghai Yunshi Group, Zhao Wanrong and President Zhao.

"That Mr. Zhao, temperament and conversation, are very extraordinary, since Zhou Jiahao is so respectful to him, it is estimated that behind this Mr. Zhao, there is a big backer, the weight of this backer, even heavier than the Zhou family, I talked to this Mr. Zhao today, but she is quite close to her, she will also be in Baoqing for a period of time, I will see if I can have more contact with her, to know her, for us, it is definitely a blessing. Wen Xiuqing smiled lightly.

"Xiuqing, although that Mr. Zhao has a great background, but how can she say that she is also a businessman, as agency personnel, it is not good for us to contact her?" Lin Jun seemed to understand what her wife meant, and couldn't help but say.

"We do things without being worthy of our hearts, worthy of the people, sometimes, a little bit of momentum, let yourself go faster, it's okay, go honestly, before you retire, I don't know if you can go further. Wen Xiu said lightly.

PS: I'm sorry, this chapter is written, and the author's own high school experience is written, what happened to Master Yun and Lin Mengyao in this chapter is the author's personal experience, hey, she wrote a poem to me, and I also wrote something to her, I forgot, but I remember at that time, that kind of letter paper, more than a dozen pages were written, and I still have her handkerchief, and the above is the poem "Tenderness at Hand", I don't know if my letter paper, does she still keep it?

Looking back on the past, it's embarrassing, it's been six years since the third year of high school at the time, and the author is still alone, every late at night, empty, lonely and cold, which hero came to give me a warm quilt.

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