At this time, in the private hall of the high-end hotel Zhifu Ju in Xincheng, it was a different scene, interspersed with figures and laughter. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I didn't expect Zhengji to invite our class to a reunion here, I heard that the consumption here is not low!" Jiang Hongyan sat at one of the tables, looking at Zhengji who was sitting with the teachers of various subjects in the chief, he talked and laughed freely under the light, compared with the rest of the classmates with green faces, it seemed to stand out from the crowd, that kind of elegance, that kind of indifference, which made her can't help but be excited.

"Yes! This one, not tens of thousands of yuan, but let's not worry about it, political discipline is different now, you didn't see that when people came just now, there was a special driver to drive it, I remember some time ago there was a report, saying that the album of political discipline made tens of millions of dollars! This money, I'm afraid it's a drop in the bucket!" Guo Lei followed Jiang Hongyan's gaze and looked at the political discipline in the banquet, his face showed envy, and it was false to say that he was not envious, as a high school student with pocket money to see his parents' mood, at most of the time, it was just the New Year's money, and they even had to be careful about inviting their girlfriends to dinner.

"Tens of millions!" After hearing this, the faces of the students at the table all showed shock, at this time, hundreds of thousands of families were already very good and well-off, and it could be said that they were middle and upper-class, but when it came to political discipline, tens of millions! In this era when the two-color ball was only 5 million at most, what a huge amount of money that could not be imagined! What can 10 million do? How many things can be done! They couldn't think of it, they only knew that it was a huge amount of money that could make them worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives, and looking at Zhengji who was sitting there talking and laughing like an ordinary person, although they knew that he was not short of money, but if it wasn't for Guo Lei to say, they would never have imagined that Zhengji had so much value.

A few girls blushed, the girl is not pregnant with spring, in this most beautiful year, met the political discipline of such a look, identity, money is not lacking of classmates, not tempted is fake, but the heart is true, but to pursue is another matter, in front of the political discipline, their self-confidence and pride as a girl in the past, at this moment are gone, more is to feel unworthy of the inferiority of the political discipline, said that the inferiority may be a little serious, but from the bottom of their hearts, they all know that they have seen the political discipline of the world, I am afraid they will not like themselves.

"Don't talk about these, after this graduation party, I am afraid there will be very few opportunities to sit at the same table with Zhengji like now, cherish it, the goshawk is destined to fly above the nine heavens, we may only be able to watch his back in this life," Wang Bo drank the beer in his hand and said with emotion.

"Yes, but I'm still looking forward to the concert the day after tomorrow, as a classmate, it's really interesting to say that the political discipline is really interesting, and the position arranged for our class is at the front, thinking about the scene at that time, I feel very much looking forward to it", the topic changed, but it came to the concert the day after tomorrow.

Wu Xinmei also sat at this table, quietly listening to the chat between each classmate, the topic was nothing more than three sentences without leaving the political discipline, looking at the figure of the man, she drank red wine one by one, unconsciously her face was flushed, and her eyes seemed to be dripping. Looking at Liu Lu, who was at the same table as Zhengji, there was a trace of envy and jealousy in her eyes, why, she was able to sit beside Zhengji openly, why, she could be recognized by Zhengji, why, it was not herself who was beside Zhengji, thinking about it, she suddenly had an impulse to confess all the buried words in her heart to Zhengji.

"Zhengji, I have been teaching all my life, you are probably the most impressive student for me, I never thought that my students would one day become stars! I will also receive awards on the stage of international awards like Xianggang Taiwan, you are my pride! Come, the teacher toasts you" Zhou Qingmei looked at Zhengji beside her, said with emotion, and said to Zhengji with red wine.

"How dare you, it should be me respect Teacher Zhou, if it weren't for your hard work, how could I have today?

The teachers sitting at this table glanced at each other, and their faces showed a look of relief and happiness, the students are so promising, and they do not forget the teacher's kindness, which is an affirmation of their hard work.

"Masaki, to be honest, when you were a freshman or sophomore in high school, the teacher would never have thought that you would be what you are today, the teacher still remembers that he once beat you because you slept in class, and now it seems like a dream, the world is changeable, full of unknowns, but it is precisely because of you that I understand it, it turns out that sometimes, learning really does not represent everything, you won't resent the teacher's harshness to you, right?" The physics teacher looked at Masaki with infinite emotion in his eyes.

"The teacher is like a sea, laissez-faire is irresponsible to me, you do things like this and care about me, how can I take revenge? When I was a sophomore in high school, I was indeed lazy, and now that I think about it, I am actually a little ashamed, so that the teachers are bothered," Zhengji shook his head with a smile and said, and then continued with a straight face: "No matter how long, you will always be my teacher, a teacher for a day, a father for life, and I dare not make many promises, but if you teachers need me in the future, I will definitely not give up."

The teachers glanced at each other, and they were greatly moved by the words of political discipline, if it was the promise of ordinary people, they might only laugh it off, but political discipline, even if he is now, a promise is worth a thousand gold, what kind of height will he reach in the future, everyone here dare not draw conclusions, but it is certain that the future political discipline must be extraordinary.

"Looking back on that day, the teacher just happened to hear you singing on the rooftop, and just recommended you to go to Yanjing with the attitude of giving it a try, but I never thought that you would have today's achievements, that one thing, I still think about it, and I think it is the proudest thing I have ever done!" Liu Fengqi, who recommended Zhengji to go to Yanjing, drank all the wine in the cup, looked at Zhengji in front of him and said with emotion.

"Zhengji, I toast you, in the past three years, I am really happy to have a classmate like you", Wu Lei walked over with a sincere smile on his face with a wine glass, and said to Zhengji.

"I'm also very happy", Masaki is not pretentious, toast to him, these people, maybe in their later lives, will never appear again, or perhaps, only occasionally see each other, cherish this few gatherings, and let go of themselves.

Maybe it's a beginning, whether it's a boy or a girl, they all begin to toast to the political discipline, gradually, the atmosphere is high, everyone is a little drunk unconsciously, some girls are drinking for the first time, and they are even more drunk and hazy, and they spit out the truth after drinking, and they began to show their hearts in a sentence, and the teachers, who left an hour later, left the space to these young people, all from this age, they know, with them, maybe the students will be a little unable to let go, and the result is as they expected。

"Liu Fang, actually, since the beginning of high school, the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you, maybe you didn't know, every day when I come to school, no matter when, the first person I see in my eyes is your figure, I think I have a crush on you for a long time, every day and every night I pray, tomorrow's tomorrow, tomorrow's tomorrow, I really want to blow the wind with you.?? The distance between us scares me; the haze that looms between us; Leaves me at a loss; I'm afraid that one day, I will be tired and will learn to give up, but I don't, because you, has been in the depths of my heart, your smile, every move, are as deeply engraved in my heart as a brand, just because you are too beautiful for me to confess that I love you, but today, I don't want to watch fate slip away from my hands, I don't want to watch you walk into the arms of strangers, perhaps, after today, we will be like summer flowers and winter pines, see each other indefinitely, so today, I want to suppress the words in my heart for three years, all said, Lu Pingchuan, the class committee member of the first class, looked at Liu Fang in front of him with a slightly confused look, and said seriously while holding the table.

"Woo woo woo!" Along with his confession, the surrounding classmates let out friendly cheers, and even more, shouted to Liu Fang, whose face was slightly red and bowed his head: "Promise him! Promise him!" The youth hormones that had been suppressed for three years completely exploded at this moment, and everyone had an excited look on their faces, looking forward to what could happen and leave beautiful memories in these flowery years.

Zhengji stood outside the crowd and looked at this scene with a smile, this is unscrupulous youth, this is pure youth, how fascinating.

And Wu Xinmei on the side, holding a wine glass, looked at Zhengji stupidly, his smile, at the moment is like an invincible blade, destroying the last trace of reserve and reason in her heart, when, she can hear Zhengji can say those words to her in person, if there is really such a day, even if she is allowed to die, she has no regrets, stumbling, she held on to the table and chair, little by little towards the direction of Zhengji, but when it was approaching, there was a sharp pain in her chest, because in front of her was Liu Lu and Zhengji's tightly held hands, like a sharp sword deeply inserted into her chest, she poured a sip of wine, and tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, involuntarily sat down on the wooden chair.

"What's wrong, isn't it comfortable?" a gentle voice sounded in her ears, and when she looked up, it was the longing face in front of her eyes.