The school's party member development conference was held in the school's auditorium as scheduled.

The auditorium of our school, which is the symbol of the whole school, is magnificently decorated.

Because in many universities, the layout of an auditorium can show the status of a school.

In China, face engineering is a trend.

Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun also attended the development conference, and the two of them sat on my left and right, sandwiching me alive in the middle.

The people who can sit in the auditorium are basically all party members and probationary party members, and how these people joined the party depends on their usual contributions to the school.

For people like me and Zhao Jun, it is because of the organization and participation in the school's large and small activities that it brings unlimited honor to the school that they are fortunate to become probationary party members.

For students like Fang Wenke, it is because their parents have made some contribution to the school and have a direct opportunity.

Compared with those of us who rely on our hands to fight for opportunities, people like Fang Wenke are very lucky, because unspoken rules are everywhere!

The leaders on the stage are praising China's best in an endless manner, and the party members in the audience applaud.

The atmosphere of the whole conference seemed to be very serious, but in fact, few people could accept the baptism of thought, most of them were in the flesh, but their hearts flew to the flowers.

The three of us bowed our heads in unison and fiddled with our phones, pretending to look up from time to time to observe the battle.

I saw that Zhao Jun was addicted to mobile games, and wondered if he could be the initiator of the anonymous email, or I would call the anonymous now and see if he could react!

I straightened up, quickly dialed the anonymous's phone number with my fingers, and then stared at Zhao Jun's every move with slanted eyes.

The phone screen showed that it was dialing, but just three seconds later, the anonymous person hung up my phone, and I glanced at Zhao Jun with my peripheral vision, but he never moved.

Well, Zhao Jun's suspicion was eliminated.

"Weiming, why are you doing cross-eyed?" Fang Wenke suddenly stared at me and asked.

This question directly scared me out of my soul, and I turned my head sharply and said, "No! ”

Zhao Jun also looked at me curiously, looking dazed.

"You've been doing cross-eyed fights just now, aren't you too boring!" Fang Wenke continued to ask.

I gave Fang Wenke a roll of his eyes and continued to listen to the speech seriously.

Since Zhao Jun is not a suspect in the anonymous email, could it be Wang Ying? Will she be insidious to this extent? We usually get along very well.

I was still immersed in the analysis of the case, and the anonymous person suddenly called me back, which really scared me!

I'm looking at the phone screen, is it answered? Or don't pick it up?

"What's wrong with you? The phone is calling, don't answer? Zhao Jun saw my nervousness and asked me.

"Ah??? It's okay, harassing calls. I quickly hung up the phone.

Damn it! I just missed the criminal who threw himself into the net! How could I be so gutsless!

Suddenly, the phone vibrated again, and it was a text message from an anonymous person: What? I made the phone so hard before, and now I don't dare to answer it? To coward?

When I saw the provocative text message, I was so angry that I couldn't take it anymore, and I really wanted to drop the phone!

I replied: What are you crazy about! You're not cowardly? Tell me who you are without cowardice!

A minute later, the anonymous sent another text message: I won't tell you! Let you harass me in the middle of the night! I'm mad at you!

I'll admit that since I was a child, I've never seen such a shameless opponent!

My game of hide and seek with Anonymous came to a fever pitch.

However, the anonymous person never texted me again, which was a naked loss of my appetite.

At the end of the party meeting, the three of us followed the crowd out of the auditorium, but unfortunately saw Zhu Yang and Li Yue at the door.

They are still the most paired couple on campus.

Zhao Jun, Fang Wenke, and Zhu Yang said hello, while Li Yue and I rolled our eyes at each other.

You see, men and men just can't form deep hatreds, women and women are different, a little trivial thing can bite each other half to death.

I looked at Zhu Yang diagonally opposite, he didn't look at me, as if he was very repulsed by my existence, I really don't know who broke the shoes first!

"Why can anyone join the party now, it's good to meet a rich boyfriend, and everything will be wiped out!" Li Yue's doll sound resounded in my ears again, and that sound could pierce my eardrums.

Obviously, she said this to me, I really don't bother to bother with such a small-bellied woman.

How can the gap between Weishenme and people be so great? When can Li Yue stop being so self-righteous? Just because you're pretty, do whatever you want!

"Shut up! Speak with a smell of bud rice ballast! I left no stone unturned to refute Li Yue.

After I said this, Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing.

Zhu Yang also pursed his lips with a smile, and he was forbearance at first glance.

Li Yue gritted her teeth and looked at me, dragged Zhu Yang, turned around and left, leaving behind a strong smell of perfume.

"When Li Yue can change her eldest lady's temper, it is estimated that this shijie will be too peaceful!" Fang Wenke said calmly.

"Impossible! Her self-righteousness is innate! "I sighed!

After parting ways with Fang Wenke and Zhao Jun, I went back to the dormitory.

As soon as I walked into the hallway of my bedroom, there was a tearing sound from the depths of the hallway.

I pricked up my ears and listened, this majestic voice, except for Lin Yishui, there was no one else.

I trembled and quickened my pace, thinking about countless possibilities, who did Lin Yishui fight again?

After rushing to the dormitory, the bedroom door was wide open, and Lin Yishui was tearing with a middle-aged woman with his teeth and claws.

I scrambled to stop it, only to find that things weren't what I had imagined.

The middle-aged woman held a wad of 100 yuan in her hand, and she tried her best to stuff it into Lin Yishui's arms, and then the two of them kept pushing and shoving.

At first glance, it is a relationship of mutual courtesy.

I quietly observed the middle-aged woman in front of me, who should be over forty years old, dressed plainly and elegantly, but her body was a little fat and a little haggard.

Lin Yishui screamed as an "aunt", full of respect and love.

The middle-aged aunt said with a "child" in her mouth, her eyes full of love and pity.

"Child, Aunt Can't ask for this money!" Auntie said in tears.

"Auntie, you must take this money, and it will be regarded as my filial piety to you for Liang Sheng." Lin Yishui's tears burst out of his eyes.

Liang Sheng? Isn't that Lin Yishui's first love in high school? Didn't he later get pancreatic cancer and die?

At the moment, I have mixed feelings.

I suddenly recalled the last time I was in KTV, Lin Yishui nestled in the sofa, staring at the photo in his wallet in a daze, the person in the photo was an 18-year-old boy, pale, but smiling.

That boy was Liang Sheng, and that was what he looked like when he was alive.

Who said that Lin Yishui, who has a cold appearance, has no sympathy? She didn't hesitate to believe in Aiqing.