Seeing that the first year of high school is coming to an end, in the coming days of summer vacation, all the students can't help but feel a little impetuous. Not only the students in the first year of high school, but the whole campus is loose, the second year of high school has to go up to the third year, and the third year of high school has to pass the ghost gate.

Admissions officers of various private schools have also begun to distribute leaflets inside and outside the school, and some even get desks to sit in front of them, so that countless enrollment points have formed at the school gate. What "half a year of training, a monthly salary of 5,000", what "learn electrical welding well, hold the golden job" and so on.

As soon as you leave the school, you will be like a groom, and the beautiful hostesses will circle around you, throwing colorful leaflets at you, making people dizzy......

It is said that a handsome little guy who is in a hurry, facing the propaganda lady who is surrounded by three layers and three layers outside, is anxious, and simply bends down and pouts from the crotch of Miss Manners, and some people say that it is more mysterious, saying that he is an unemployed person, who specializes in cleaning the leaflets all over the ground at the school gate, and then waits until the evening to hire a car to send it to the scrap station, and as a result, he has earned more than 300 yuan in a day after getting rid of the car money.

After lunch that day, Xuelian wanted to take Zhicheng to the street, but when she came to the school gate, she found out how difficult it was to get out of the school gate......

To deal with this kind of scene, it should be Qian and Chen Million, but they are as stable as Mount Tai in the face of the enemy. Hmph, just ask which fierce woman dares to stop it, damn, without saying a word, reach out between your legs.

"It's annoying to be like this every year before the summer vacation! Thankfully, I've been able to develop a pair of scuds since I was a child. Otherwise, you have to be buried in the leaflets in their hands......" Xuelian pulled Zhicheng's hand and said: "Don't underestimate these flyers, give eighty yuan a day, and take care of a lunch." ”

"Really?" Zhicheng said suspiciously: "Then I also want to help them distribute flyers, anyway, I will be fine during the summer vacation." ”

Xue Lian said kindly: "Okay, then don't go back this summer, let's build an enrollment point here, if you want to make more money, it's best to set up a stall, but now the city management army is very violent, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with it......" Xue Lian took Zhicheng to a waiting platform not far away, and the two got into the bus together.

Today, Xue Lian wore a miniskirt that exposed half of her thighs, her calves were slender and straight, her thighs were plump and white, shrouded in transparent meat stockings, warm and greased, and crystal clear, so that she attracted everyone's attention as soon as she stepped on the bus.

After getting out of the car, Xue Lian took Zhicheng's hand around the sidewalk outside the road barrier and walked towards the imminent People's Square. I saw that there was a large sculpture with a unique shape in the center of the square, towering into the sky, and the golden light was extremely magnificent from a distance. The surrounding landscape trees and green belts are lined up, with marble tiles at the feet, luxurious lamps and strange fountains scattered throughout, and red men and green women become a moving landscape.

"Brother, is it hot?" Xue Lian smiled and reached out to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, turned around and bought two ice creams, and stuffed one for him with a smile. Then he got into his arms and hugged him, and then grabbed his hand together, swaying back and forth as he walked, pulling hands side by side like a young couple in love, walking towards the People's Square with great intimacy. Having such a charming girl by his side made Zhicheng feel very comfortable and comfortable, and even felt very energetic.

The two wandered around the square for a long time, and then returned to the center of the square to touch the large sculpture that was hot in the sun, and Xue Lian smiled happily and took a few photos of him with her mobile phone.

"Brother, let's go to the stone bench under the tree to rest for a while, shall we? Take a nap......" she dragged him to the shade of a tree, sat down on a stone bench, and shrugged her buttocks mischievously at him.

Zhicheng took her in his arms and pecked her cheeks, sniffing deeply and sniffing the strange breath on her body, the slightest fragrance entered the tip of his nose, and the wisps of flesh moistened his heart.

Xue Lian restlessly stroked his right hand and said, "Brother, it's about to be summer vacation again, what kind of books do you want besides the study materials I gave you?" ”

Zhicheng thought for a while and said, "Little sister, can you borrow a book like "Ordinary World" to describe the customs of our countryside. ”

Xuelian sighed: "That's impossible, because "Ordinary World" can explode any contemporary work." Lu Yao exhausted half of his life's energy for this book, and it can be said that he died young because of his illness in writing "Ordinary World". That's what really great writers are. I am not used to reading popular novels at the moment, which have neither ideology nor artistry. Who else in this society today would write a book! Everyone's mentality is impetuous, and I can't say it. Under the sea, under the sea, and in business, Chinese literature has developed to the point of surviving. So looking for a good book in a bookstore is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack. Although there are a lot of books in bookstores, there are not many that can really be called 'books', and 99.999 percent of them are cultural garbage. In the past, writing a book would have taken an author decades or even a lifetime. But now, it's good, most of them are word games that sit in front of the computer and complete in two or three nights. To put it mildly, in the past, writers writing books were like ducks laying eggs and hatching a living duckling. Now it's like a duck, thorny and thorny, and pulling flowers everywhere. On the surface, it seems that our literary enterprise is very prosperous and prosperous, and thousands of new books are published every year. In fact, this is a kind of fake prosperity, we publish a lot of books every year, but none of them can stand out, those so-called 'masterpieces' are all fried, in fact, the essence is a row of 'stinky shit', first in the publishing house to make a boutique packaging, and then let a few people look like dogs and call themselves 'brick family' authoritative figures in the book market or the media for a while, it has become the so-called 'high-end food'. In fact, whether it is good or not, the eyes of the majority of readers are clear...... Of course, this is not only the case in the field of literature, but also in the film and television industry, the quantity is advancing by leaps and bounds, and the quality is declining sharply, not to mention anything else, let's talk about TV series! Nowadays, dozens of programs can be boiled down to nothing more than four categories, either the police play to solve the case, or the urban love triangle, or the martial arts melee, or the ancient costumes are made up. The most infuriating thing is that advertisements are more abundant, and a 40-minute TV series can insert 100-minute commercials. There are also blockbuster movies in the past two years, a lot of money has been invested, and more than 100 million yuan has been invested at every turn, but the result is not bullshit, the hype is quite powerful, and the directors have used all their resources to hype up. Just knows how to pull the box office, there is no substantive content, most of them are emperors who will fight and kill each other, which is pure nonsense. Who made China have a long history, and just pulling out an emperor can shoot 10,000 episodes of dramas. Hmph, it's a nonsense, at best, it's a joke in front of it. Chinese film and television are like sheep feces and eggs fried cow dung, using chicken feces as seasoning, and then sprinkling dog urine on top when it comes out of the pot, it really stinks and hates to make people cut off their noses. The most annoying thing is that many people today are still following the vassal elegance behind the scenes, obviously they can't see a clue, but they still have to clap their hands and applaud, it seems that as soon as they applaud, they have grade and taste. Ah......h One by one, they don't have a fucking mind. Fortunately, I have all learned "The Emperor's New Clothes", which is really self-deception. I, Cheng Xuelian, think that good is good, bad is bad, and I will never blindly obey, even if all the people in China say that it is good, I am the only one who thinks it is not good, I still yell, bah! Bullshit isn't. What are you laughing at? It's true. Hmph, I've loved to people since I was a child...... Look at the current Chinese! To what extent are they all worldly, when they see the impatient, they will have their noses and eyes, and when they see a little authority, they will nod their heads, if any official points to the egg in his hand and says to the entourage behind him that it is a tree, someone will rush forward and say with a smile on his face: Yes, yes, yes! Secretary Jia, that's right, this egg was picked from the tree by myself, and there was originally a little piggy on it. I was pinched just now. Cluck...... Look at you. ”

Xue Lian reached out and smashed it on Zhicheng's body and said, "Don't smirk......" She leaned over and lifted the stockings on her legs, rolling the curly stockings into the skirt, because the pantyhose was too hot, so she wore a pair of separate stockings.

Xuelian saw Zhicheng staring at his thighs obsessively, so she slanted at him and said coquettishly: "Xiaoice slipper, what are you looking at?" Are my white jade legs beautiful? She smiled and moved her skirt up slightly, deliberately exposing the tender flesh of her white and creamy thighs above the edge of her stockings. Whether it's beautiful or not, look at the thighs, and then it doesn't belong to your 'eyesight' range. Not suitable for children. Giggle......"

Xue Lian stood up, grabbed her flowing hair with both hands and raised it back, and asked him with a smile: "Brother, do you say that black hair is good-looking, or yellow hair is good-looking, last time the hairstylist suggested that I first pull it into a straight board, and then dye it into a brown-red one It will be more beautiful, I was afraid that my mother would flatten me when I got home, so I didn't dare to dye ......."

She laughed and flicked her shawl back. When Snow Lotus raised her arms and threw her hair back, Zhicheng saw the dark hairs under her armpits again, and for some reason, when he saw the plump black hairs in the core of Snow Lotus's armpits, he was inexplicably excited. I feel that the hair is particularly rich and moist, and sometimes I really want to reach out and rub her fur, I believe that only with the finger belly can I experience how fluffy and soft the curly hair should be.