Chapter 63: Long time no see
The signature of the email was Old Man Huang, which made Wang Zhong surprised, and the extremely obscene master Old Man Huang still had a little conscience, and he was worried here, so he contacted himself upside down.
However, after reading the content of the email, Wang Zhong was dumbfounded. Smoking several cigarettes in front of the computer, the deep lines on his forehead can squeeze mosquitoes to death.
In an email of only a few hundred words, Old Man Huang told Wang Zhong a bloody story to the extreme, which is even more bloody than the most vulgar Korean dramas.
More than ten years ago, when Old Man Huang was in his prime, he was entrusted to go to the island country to carry out a mission.
Then, by chance, he met an island woman, who was from a famous family, and her temperament and appearance were all the best choices, but she fell in love with the old man at first sight.
After the spring breeze for a while, the old man didn't take it to heart and said goodbye without saying goodbye.
In the midst of thousands of flowers, not a single leaf sticks to his body, it has always been his law of life.
No, after parting, the woman had a child, a girl, named Sakura Moon Dance.
Over the years, the old man has paid this daughter who has never met on time every month, but for various reasons, he has never been able to meet.
A month ago, Sakura Yuewu's mother died of illness, and she was lonely in the country, so the old man had no choice but to let her come to Huaxia.
But I didn't want to, when several teachers learned about it, they were furious, forcing the old man to send her to himself.
Pit.
Really tm pit.
understood the beginning and end of the matter, Wang Zhong felt this in his heart.
The apprentice got into trouble, and the master wiped his ass, this should have been a natural thing, why is it completely different when he comes to himself?
The old man had a romantic debt when he was young, and he had to clean up the aftermath himself.
Wang Zhong is a head two large.
Calculating the age, the master's daughter should be sixteen years old, which is the age of a flower, let her come to Zhongyuan City to find herself, where to live first is a big problem.
Live in Qin Yun's house?
That's absolutely impossible.
What about a mess here, and if you come back to another person, will you still be alive?
Qin Yun's surname, even if she is virtuous, she can't bear to treat her family as an orphanage, right?
As for the problem of going to school, this is relatively easy to solve, just find your godfather Zhou Shan.
His mind was racing, and Wang Zhong was thinking about how to place the upcoming junior sister when the door of the study was gently pushed open.
It was Qin Yun who brought a cup of hot milk into the door, and when she saw the smoke curling in the room, she couldn't help frowning.
"I smoked so much that I choked to death."
Walked quickly to the window, opened the window, a fresh cold wind blew in, Wang Zhong's mind was clear, and he quickly clicked the mouse and deleted the email, "I was a little annoyed just now, and I smoked a little fiercely." β
"What's the trouble?" Holding Wang Zhong from behind, his head pressed against his solid back, feeling a warmth, Qin Yun asked softly.
"I can't figure out a few learning problems." Wang Zhong panicked, it is the surname of a woman to be jealous, and it is not a good thing to let her know about it.
Qin Yun sighed and said, "I heard that you made a bet with a boy at school last time that you wanted to surpass him in the monthly exam?" β
Wang Zhong was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.
If it weren't for Qin Yun's reminder, he would have thrown this gamble out of the clouds.
"Are you sure?"
"There must be." Wang Zhong's eyes flashed with confidence.
Since the generation of a trace of internal qi in his body, he feels that his physical fitness has improved by leaps and bounds, and with it, his brain has become clearer, and his thinking has become more active, which can almost be said to be unforgettable.
Coupled with his own solid foundation, it doesn't take much effort to catch up.
Since these days, although Wang Zhong has a lot of things, he still reads books all night without moving, and then opens the bow left and right to do questions, little by little, he picks up all the things that he pulled down before.
Of course, it is impossible to say that you can climb to the sky in one step and become the handful of students with the top academic performance like Su Yanan.
But to pass the Qin Yunfeng test, it is not difficult to think about it.
At the juncture of the final sprint in the third year of high school, the learning momentum of ordinary students is becoming more and more stable, and the focus is on checking and filling in the gaps, and Wang Zhong at this time is like a rapidly rising parabola, and Wang Zhong does not know how far he can rise.
But he knew that if he didn't struggle at this time, he would regret it when he thought about it in the future.
Seeing Wang Zhong's confident appearance, Qin Yun was overjoyed, but he couldn't help but glance at him, "Blow." β
"Blow?" Wang Zhong's eyes were strange.
"How can I blow it, it's obvious that you are blowing."
After reacting for half a minute, Qin Yun finally figured out the hidden meaning of this sentence, and subconsciously thought of the absurdity of the last time he was in the detention center, his face was flushed, and under his anger, the two orchid fingers were merciless.
Hissing and inhaling the cool air, Wang Zhong hurriedly begged for mercy, "It hurts, it hurts, the hero spares his life." β
Qin Yun feigned anger and kept a straight face, "You are not allowed to talk about this in the future." β
"Okay, okay, don't say, don't say." Wang Zhong casually agreed, feeling that the strength of the two fingers on his waist had lightened slightly, and he suddenly turned passive into active, hugged Qin Yun with his big hand, and held Qin Yun in his arms.
Stretching out a finger and picking up her round chin a little flirtatiously, Wang Zhong called out affectionately, "Yun'er? β
"Huh?"
"I've always believed that love isn't spoken, it's done."
A few minutes later, when Qin Yun gradually regained the meaning of this sentence, she was already out of breath and was picked by a certain animal. It's almost too funny.
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As the days passed, the red countdown number of the college entrance examination on the blackboard finally fell below three digits, which means that every minute and every second in the next year will be halved.
Wang Zhong is also completely crazy, and uses his personal actions to perfectly interpret the essence of the sentence that there is a road in the book mountain and a diligent path, and there is no end to the sea of learning.
All the substitute teachers were surprised by Wang Zhong's changes, and finally withdrew their hatred of iron and steel during class, and gave him as many opportunities as possible to answer questions.
Wang Zhongzi will not let them down, and his review is getting better, and his foundation may not be as solid as that of students like Su Yanan, who have followed him step by step, but he is a lot more handy in some relatively out-of-the-way problems that test students' overall thinking.
Some people are happy, some people are jealous, and the number of students who are hovering in front of Wang Zhong's desk gradually increases, and occasionally someone laughs and says, "Hey, why hasn't Ma Teng come back?" β
Wang Zhonghui grinned, "Let's go abroad to study, aren't all rich and handsome like this." β
At this time, the results of the college entrance examination were not what Wang Zhong was worried about, he knew very well that with his current level, it was a sure thing to get into a university with about the same point.
Wang Zhong just enjoys the process of this struggle, solid geometry, higher-order functions, physical formulas, chemical experiments, whether it can be used in the future or not, first hold it in his arms.
Learning may not change your fate, but if you don't learn, you will definitely not have a future.
One day, during the recess of class, Wang Zhong couldn't help but take a clichΓ© and dipped a piece of paper similar to the motto with duct tape in the upper left corner of the desk.
There were only six words on the note: If you don't go crazy, you won't live.
What made Wang Zhong slightly stunned was that Su Yanan quickly pasted a note in the upper left corner of the desk, which read, "Be a female madman who chokes the throat of fate." β
It's probably her three years of high school, oh no, the stupidest she's ever done in her entire school days. Forced to do something.
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A sunny and lazy dusk, the sunset is reluctant to disperse the residual heat, a high-grade Western restaurant, Wang Zhong wears a peaked cap, the brim of the hat is very low, and most of his face is hidden in the dark.
His eyes glanced untraceably at the table at six o'clock, a man and a woman.
The man is handsome and handsome, with handsome facial features, charming eyes, and a straight suit, how can a jade tree be chic and dignified in the wind.
This kind of man's face, like some women's bodies, can be used as a credit card.
Flower young marshal.
Wang Zhong naturally will not forget this comrade-in-arms who has been through hardships with him, he just fished him out of the detention center through Jiang Song's relationship a few days ago, and when the bruises on his face disappeared, he couldn't wait to arrange this "long time no see" scene.
Sitting opposite Hua Shaoshuai was a fairly plump woman. Grace and luxury are not counted, but at least they are not poor.
This can be seen only from the genuine Hermès watch in her hand and the charming smell of Chanel No. 5 perfume on her body.
If someone from the Municipal Axe Office happens to pass by at this time, he will definitely come over to say hello, Liu Wenhui, the wife of Deputy Mayor Ma, who doesn't know?
There were not many people in the restaurant at this time, and a college girl who came out of the city's art college to find a part-time job, dressed in a beautiful white dress, sat on the bandstand in the middle of the hall, playing simple and bright music.
Wang Zhong thought about it, took out a pink ticket from his wallet with a little distress, and strode towards her.
Suddenly, a strange young man came straight towards him, and the piano girl glanced at the corner of her eye, and she had some expectation in her heart.
This handsome man, his face looks tender, but he has a calm and old-fashioned temperament, a simple T-shirt and denim, but she still recognizes the pair of Givenchy casual shoes under his feet at a glance.
Look at a man's taste, look at his shoes.
Taking advantage of the completion of a song, the piano girl quietly cut her long hair, took a sip of the water glass very ladylikely, and sat upright, like a fisherman waiting for the fish to take the bait.
"Hello, trouble, can you play a song that I haven't seen for a long time?" Wang Zhong, who had been paying attention to her, saw her posture and decisively chose to save a hundred yuan in a tip, and said in a faint commanding tone.
The piano girl was stunned for a moment, bit her lip and nodded slightly, and then looked at the back of the man who left straight away, her eyes were resentful.
"I came to your city, walked the way you came, and imagined how lonely you would be without me......"
A low melody soon resounded in the dining room.
Young Marshal Hua, who had been talking and laughing before, received the signal from Wang Zhong, and suddenly grabbed her hand and said the carefully prepared words with a look.
Not surprisingly, the woman sitting across from him had red eyes, and after a few minutes, she stood up and headed to the bathroom with tears in her eyes.
As soon as her back disappeared around the corner, Hua Shaoshuai acted quickly, quietly rummaged through her bag, and turned out a bunch of keys.
Wang Zhong walked over, took the key, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered with a smile, "Take it easy at night, don't flash your waist." β
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