Wang Bo looked at it and felt very familiar, but the girl only left him a slender back, and almost everyone in his hometown hadn't seen him for more than ten years, countless memories had become blurred, and he couldn't recognize who it was from his back for a while.

The girl rode a little fast, and soon reached the large road in front, and then began to slow down, subconsciously turned her head to look behind, and saw that there were no big cars driving up, so she easily twisted the faucet and headed in the direction of the city.

And at the moment when the girl turned her head, Wang Bo, who had been staring at the girl, finally saw the girl's face clearly: delicate facial features, a face red from the sun, young and healthy, budding to be released, a beautiful embryo alive.

This is not Zhang Jing of Uncle Zhang's family!

Almost the moment he saw the girl's face, he remembered the girl's name. Wang Bo's memory is not good, but he is always impressed by the faces of beautiful women, and Zhang Jing of Zhang Bo's family, which is less than two hundred meters away from Wang Bo's house, is an authentic little beauty in that aspect.

However, in his previous life, although he and Zhang Jing were neighbors, and both of them were still in the same school for the second year of primary school and the second year of junior high school, there was almost no intersection between him and Zhang Jing, who was one grade lower than him. In his impression, not only did the two not say anything, but Zhang Jing never came to his house. He once went to Zhang Jing's house because his stepfather asked him to return something to Uncle Zhang's family, and Zhang Jing's mother also took an apple from the refrigerator for him to eat, but he didn't seem to see Zhang Jing that time, and he left as soon as he finished delivering the things.

It's a bit incredible!

In Wang Bo's view, one of the reasons for this kind of old and dead incompatibility is of course because he is not a native of the country, but only remarried with his mother when he was 10 years old, and he is not familiar with his peers around him, he is not familiar with the boys, let alone the girls.

But this is not the most important reason, there are two most important reasons:

One is that before entering the society, Wang Bo was a type who pursued perfection by nature, not seeking better, but only the best. Therefore, whether in elementary school, middle school, or university, his gaze on the opposite sex has always been and only on one or two of the most beautiful girls in the school - of course, the most beautiful is what he thinks - and disdains to spend his time and energy on those less beautiful women, he is always attracted by the most delicate flowers in the school, and naturally ignores the other large forests.

Moreover, as a student, Wang Bo did not understand the truth of "casting a wide net and focusing on defense".

Secondly, there is the personality reason. He has never been very good at dealing with women, especially beautiful women who can make him fall in love. In front of them, he is often at a loss, flustered, and even has a blank mind, so all his likes when he was a student are actually only at the stage of secret love. And, because he has always been poor, his waist has never straightened up, and it was not until he graduated from work and made money that he slowly began to improve.

The memories of his previous life were like flowing water bursting the embankment, which made Wang Bo think of a lot of memories related to Zhang Jing in an instant. He remembered that when he was in the fifth grade of primary school, during a self-study class, Zhang Jing was sent by the teacher to his class to call several class cadres in the class to the office for a meeting. When Zhang Jing stood at the door of the classroom and shouted, several "second-rate children" in the class began to coax and whistle at Zhang Jing. At that time, Wang Bo was wholeheartedly in love with the class flower of the second class, and he "disdained" the junior beauties in the mouths of his classmates.

Another impressive picture is when he was in the sixth grade, one afternoon after school, Wang Bo went down from the third floor to the second floor and passed by the fifth grade classroom, and met a girl in the corridor who was sweeping the floor with a plastic dustpan in one hand and a broom in the other.

At that time, Wang Bo would not have any thoughts about Zhang Jing, what impressed him so much that he could not forget it until more than ten years later was Zhang Jing's way of sweeping the floor.

Most people sweep the floor with a broom to gather the garbage together, and then use a dustpan to carry out the "final assembly". But Zhang Jing didn't, she took a dustpan in one hand and a broom in the other, walked directly to the garbage and swept the garbage into the dustpan, and then swept another after sweeping one place. At that time, Wang Bo never thought that he could sweep the floor like this, he thought about it a little, and immediately understood the benefits of this kind of "targeted removal", so from then on, when he was cleaning the class, he also began to carry a dustpan in one hand and a broom in the other, and every time he completed it faster than others.

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The beauty in sight had already ridden farther and farther, and soon it was a hundred meters away. Wang Bo returned to reality from his memories, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, screamed in a low voice, kicked his right foot hard, followed with his left foot, and hurriedly chased after the blue back figure in front of him.

A minute later, Wang Bo was already less than ten meters away from Zhang Jing, and at this time, he suddenly found that he was starting to get a little nervous.

"Damn, the uncle in his thirties is still nervous in the face of the teenage yellow-haired girl, he really lived in vain!" Wang Bo scolded secretly, took a deep breath, and with a little force, he was parallel to Zhang Jing who was unaware of it in a snap of his fingers.

"Hey, Zhang Jing, going to the city?" Wang Bo said with a smile that he thought was quite charming, and turned his head to look at Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing, who was riding a bicycle, was startled by the sudden greeting next to her, turned her head and found that it was Wang Bo, the son of Uncle Wang's family, who was not far from her home, which was completely unexpected by her, because the one in front of her was one year older, and the senior who was admitted to Sifang Middle School with the first place in Lanhui Town in the high school entrance examination last year had no intersection with her. Although the two live close to each other, they don't have any contact, and even if they meet at school, they go their separate ways like strangers.

Although the two have never said hello, she is still very familiar with Wang Bo, not for anything else, just because her parents often call herself to take Wang Bo as an example and study hard to get into the fourth middle school, it is difficult for her not to pay attention to this person.

She heard that Wang Bo studied very hard, and almost never messed with the unscrupulous boys in the neighborhood, and spent most of the day reading, and often saw late at night. Zhang Jing herself went out at night to enjoy the cool or came home from outside and passed by Wang Bo's house, because there was no wall in front of Wang Bo's house, and she could see him sitting at the desk and staying up all night reading hard through the glass from a distance.

Therefore, she still admires this senior who has no contact, but studies hard and has good grades, and is a little curious, wondering why he studied so well. She herself can be regarded as a good student at work, usually within ten, but compared to Wang Bo, it is not comparable.

was greeted by Wang Bo, who had good grades and could be said to be his idol, Zhang Jing suddenly became a little embarrassed, and Niuniu pinched her mouth and opened her mouth:

"Ah, Bo...... Yes, I'll go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy an English reference book. ”

After finishing speaking, a small face that was originally red from the sun turned even redder.

"What is the name of an English reference book?"

"I don't know, I want to go to Xinhua Bookstore to see it. Zhang Jing bit her mouth and said, her mood was still immersed in the turmoil of a chance encounter with Wang Bo.

"Xinhua Bookstore doesn't have any good reference books to sell. If you want to buy it, I suggest you go to the Star Bookstore near the cinema, where students have a much richer collection of reference books than Xinhua Bookstore. ”

"Is it near the cinema?"

"Right. It's called Star Bookstore, and there is a bookstore next to it, I forgot the name, but the two stores are connected together, you can look at both of them, and you should be able to pick the right one. ”

"Well, thank you, Brother Bon. Then I won't go to Xinhua Bookstore, and go directly to the Star Bookstore you introduced. Zhang Jing nodded and thanked Wang Bo.

By the way, Zhang Jing, what kind of reference book are you going to buy? Grammar or vocabulary?"

"I guess it's grammar. My grammar is not very good, although the teacher has taught me, many knowledge points are still a little confusing......"

As the chat with Wang Bo continued, Zhang Jing slowly calmed down from the initial panic. She found that the champion of the high school entrance examination around her, who had been nagged by her parents to spur her on, was not as unattainable as she imagined, and there was no trace of arrogance on her body, she was very easy-going and enthusiastic.