"I ......"

Wei Ting's words ...... She was really familiar with this person. Before being reborn, this man was her eldest brother for a time. His younger brother Yang Yuhao is in the same class as Wei Ting, if the trajectory of this world has not deviated too much, Yang Yuhao should be in the third middle school now.

Yang Yuhao is a person, almost all of the problems that a man should have, and Yang Yuting has more than that. The worst thing is that when Wei Ting was still Yang Yuhao's wife, this person secretly pursued her, and made promises to give everywhere, and after the divorce, he was frequently harassed, and finally Wei Ting went abroad, which also had this reason.

However, this guy's grandfather once served as the director of the financial bureau, and his father founded the Dayang Group, which is the leader of the city's garment enterprises.

"Pack B! Isn't it just that there are two stinky people at home, and the high-spirited ...... "In front of Wei Ting, there are two boys who look like juniors in high school talking in a low voice, obviously not very interested in Yang Yuting.

"That's it, it's just a nouveau riche, your father is the deputy director of the Finance Bureau, and he is more than a businessman with a copper smell!" The other boy said in a somewhat flattering tone.

Gan Tian next to her pursed her lips, obviously disapproving of this kind of behavior of talking about people's rights and wrongs behind her back, but she didn't accuse the other party's position, so she could only express it with actions...... Those two people couldn't see it anyway.

Wei Ting was a little funny.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped.

From birth to death, a person is constantly entering from one circle of contacts to another, or integrating into or excluding them, or one circle into another circle, constituting this complex and simple society. Just like gossip, it has never been exclusive to the streets and alleys, but it has been named under different names on different occasions, Wei Ting listened to the gossip in the mouths of these two boys with great interest, and she was not lonely along the way.

Yue Chenguang had reported to school early, and he had cleaned up and boiled water—although no one might drink it today, he had been accustomed to this job since he was the class president in elementary school.

As more and more new students walked into the classroom, some knew and some didn't, Zhang Lu, Wang Fei, Li Kequn and several other students from the original No. 3 Middle School surrounded him as if they had discovered a new world.

"The teacher is still in the office, but I heard that our homeroom teacher is a woman." As soon as Li Kequn looked like a prophet, he almost wrote the words 'Come and ask me' on his face.

"It's miserable, can't it be a Marxist-Leninist old lady? I would rather be a middle-aged uncle. Zhang Lu muttered quietly.

"Isn't it ugly and old?" Wang Fei speculated maliciously.

"You're all wrong."

Li Kequn looked at Yue Chenguang and saw that he didn't seem to mean to ask, so he had to continue: "I peeked at the door ......of the office, I am not very old, and I am very good-looking, very kind."

"Gan Tian, waiting for us after school."

A clear voice came from the door, and Yue Chenguang's gaze unexpectedly looked over there...... The two girls walked one after the other, and his eyes fell on the face of the beautiful girl behind him, and the joy of the reunion was full of joy in his heart.

The hourglass of time precipitates the memories of youth, and countless beauties are often found in that casual glance, and from then on the moment of achievement of eternity. For Yue Chenguang, the real acquaintance with Wei Ting was in the third year of junior high school...... Until that time, Wei Ting was like a pearl bound by dust, suddenly blooming with brilliant brilliance.

Yue Chenguang didn't realize that before he knew it, Wei Ting had entered his life, and it would also become an indispensable picture in his life journey.

"Huh? Which one did you learn that? ”

"It should ...... It's not a middle school, it's estimated that it's a ...... from other middle schools."

"Hey, do you know her name?"

"Dizzy, won't you know in a while, what's the monkey anxious about?"

The entry of the two girls attracted the attention of the boys, and some anxious boys inquired about Wei Ting's origins, including the complacent No. 3 middle school students, who 'betrayed' the names of Wei Ting and Gan Tian very unrighteously.

"Wei Ting, my name is Cui Hao, there is a seat here, please come and take a seat." A boy stood up and posed like an English gentleman.

"Thank you."

Wei Ting's gaze lingered on Cui Hao for a moment, and then quickly swept around the classroom, and her gaze fell on Yue Chenguang...... Then there was the empty seat next to him.

She nodded slightly to Cui Hao, with an apologetic smile on her face, and walked to Yue Chenguang's side: "Old squad leader, is there anyone in this position?" ”

"Uh, no one, please take a seat." Yue Chenguang was stunned for a moment, and felt that this was a reasonable thing, he answered, and the ghost helped Wei Ting pull out the chair.

"Cui, can I sit here?" Gan Tian honestly and unceremoniously came to the position next to Cui Hao.

“…… OK. A blush flashed across Cui Hao's face, and he hurriedly sat down...... If the ground could penetrate, he would definitely drill down.

In fact, Wei Ting didn't think about these either, she just silently wanted to declare her territory...... It is said that distance produces beauty, but Wei Ting does not plan to keep any distance from Yue Chenguang at all, she is confident that she will be radiant no matter when!

There was a sound of 'click' footsteps in the corridor, and the students stopped all kinds of topics in interest and looked at the door...... Under the gaze of everyone, Tong Shan walked into the classroom quickly and walked onto the podium: "Students, from today on, I will be the head teacher of the fifth class of high school, my name is Tong Shan, now please introduce yourself, start with the students on this side of the corridor......"

……

A black Honda sedan stopped at the gate of the Rongda Radio Factory, and the driver honked his horn with a 'drip'.

"What for?" The doorman asked from the window.

The window pane in the co-pilot's seat was rolled down, revealing the face of a rather bewitching young woman: "Sir, please inform your factory leaders, the boss of Japan's Hirosaka Electronics is coming to visit." ”

"Little Japan?" A puzzled look appeared on Lao Zhong's face, and then he leaned his neck out as much as possible, trying to see the person in the back seat of the car: "What is he doing here?" ”

"What are you doing with so many people watching the door?"

The woman frowned slightly, "Quickly inform your boss to welcome the Japanese guests." ”