Chapter 347: It's really fake

"Hehehe, why didn't the mayor go up to speak today and say a few words to all of us?"

After eating lunch, everyone naturally rushed to the farmhouse manor that had been booked to arrange a rest, and the second gang was also going to take the bus that was specially driven to meet in the manor, but at the invitation of a classmate, he got into a luxurious car, and waited until he sat in, through the introduction of Gu Jingmin, who was the deputy director of the police station, it turned out that it was the mayor Huang Kai who drove for himself, so the second gang was flattered, but also felt strange and puzzled, so he asked, It's half a joke, half a hello. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You are Mr. Erer's classmates Li Yenian, classmates Li Yenian, let me tell you the truth, people have actually lived this life, there is really nothing, when you get here, you are all your old classmates, you are your own brothers and sisters, and only when you get to this group, can you really let go, talk nonsense, you won't have any worries, and you will feel relaxed about life, on any other occasion, you have to pay attention to your words and deeds, so I also feel very tired, in fact, I envy you, I'm so happy to see you. ”

The second gang really can't understand and understand what the mayor's words mean, but it may be the same meaning as the sentence "Why was I born in the emperor's house" to express, don't envy others, in fact, your situation may be what others envy, this is the life perception that the second gang summed up at this time.

"The classmates reunited in Fengyang Mansion, Banjia parted from people and became closer, a sister sang lightly and moved nine movements, Shuangshu Man danced in Wuhuchun, Haoliang has been affectionate since ancient times, and the students have respected their confidence so far. ---"He Bajiu Teachers and Students 10.3 Reunion"...

The great poets are already expressing their feelings for this gathering in their own poetic forms.

"You students who are engaged in literary and artistic creation are really amazing, it is really necessary to write more fine works of the times, and record our gathering for him in a variety of forms, and it will be a beautiful and happy memory in the future." Director Gu Jingmin looked at his mobile phone and said with a sigh of praise.

"How's Li Yenian's creation? Is there anything you need help from our classmates, and if so, just ask. That classmate Huang Kai said casually while driving the car.

"Alas, it may not be ideal, one has created three or four hundred thousand words, but has not signed a contract with me, and one has signed a contract with me, but it has only created forty or fifty thousand words, and it may be that the students can't help much now." The second gang is telling the truth, and they no longer have the momentum and confidence they used to have.

"Don't be discouraged, don't give up, it will not be so easy for a person to do anything, as long as you insist on believing in it, sooner or later there will be a successful day." That classmate Huang Kai encouraged.

"Thank you, I will definitely remember everyone's encouragement and trust in me, don't worry." The second gang had no choice but to say so.

The car quickly drove into the farmhouse manor, and the students who needed accommodation naturally had to go to check in first, two people in a room, and the second gang was invited to live in a room with Deng Hong, a university professor who had written a "Traces of the Heart" testimonial for the group, and the secretary Zhou Min had already organized the students to play there, of course, most of them were still playing cards, and a large part of them had already started singing and performing there.

A few female classmates specially invited the second gang to go over and take pictures with them, and after taking a batch, another batch came, which made the second gang feel a little blushing, especially the barrister Huang Junfeng's female classmate, who had to take a separate photo with the second gang, as if the second gang was really a big writer.

After coping with the students' pictures, the second gang quietly walked away, to be honest, the second gang likes quiet, and does not like to be lively, along the path in the farming garden, walking everywhere at will, it can be said that at this time no one will understand what the second gang is thinking at this time, because the design of this farming garden, evoking the memories of a second gang, that is, when he was young, he had a dream, that is, he wanted to build his hometown garden lake into a world-class Venice playground.

Although there are some large children's playgrounds, flower nurseries, orchards, and racetracks in this farmland, it is definitely not as good as the garden lake Venice that I imagined, but unfortunately I may not realize that wish in my life.

"Li Yenian, why are you hiding here, let's take a walk, let's go over and take a photo." That classmate Cao Jiayan somehow saw the second gang, and came over to invite him warmly.

"Hehehe, haven't we taken a photo?" The second gang really felt funny, and I don't know why these female classmates always like to take pictures with themselves.

"It's okay to take a few more photos, I don't know when we will meet again next time after this meeting, hehehe, otherwise, you are making a poem for us." That classmate Cao Jiayan asked.

The second gang is willing to make poems for female classmates, and they don't want to take pictures with female classmates, especially solo female classmates, because now the Internet is going viral everywhere, and many parties are very ambiguous.

"You are my classmate, October 3rd, we met, you hug me, I let you hug, because you are my classmate, but you owe me an explanation, you can't omit...

You are my own classmate, on October 3rd, we met, you burst into tears, said you miss me too, I understand, ...

It turns out that we are really pro-classmates, we hug each other, we confide, we will not omit because we are pro-classmates. ”

"You really deserve to be a writer, you are indeed very talented, can you create another song for the two of us alone, let me collect it and make a souvenir." That classmate Cao Jiayan said with a smile again.

"Of course." After the second gang finished answering, they thought about it again; "I always want to have that opportunity, walking side by side with you, walking on the trail of life, the road is not wide, the gravel path, twisting and turning, there are no peaks and loops, some are just some farmland, and some unknown flowers, there are no longer familiar faces, no longer noisy human voices, some are just you and me, some are footsteps, the sound of stepping on the gravel, as if returning to the student days, as if returning to the upstairs to look at your eyes, some shy, some red, everything is from the heart, everything is because of you, Because of a heart lit up by you. ”

"Hehehe, it's really fake, how can it be the same words, when you say it, it makes people feel so good." That classmate Cao Jiayan almost laughed heartily.