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At half past eight in the morning, at the train station of C city, a girl wearing a long black dress attracted the attention of many people.

The girl is a long-haired person, about 1.63 meters tall, there is no so-called goddess style, more like you at the same table in the green years, the overall feeling is clean, refreshing, beautiful, and generous.

In the crowd, the girl waited expectantly, as if waiting for someone.

At 8:50, someone appeared.

The girl smiled, revealing two dizzying little tiger teeth.

Zhen Lang was sleepy-eyed, and obviously slept again on the bus that came here.

Last night he struggled until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and finally couldn't stay up. This kind of hard work has also brought gains, just leading a team of people to do 9 prestige tasks, you will get 3600 copper coins, which is equivalent to 1800 soft girls. plus the 600 pieces that helped Zou Batian catch the tiger prince Laxi, and the 400 pieces that sold 800 copper coins before, a total income of two thousand eight.

This made Zhen Lang full of hope, and he was still two hundred yuan short of paying off his debts.

got on the train, Yun Jia originally had a lot of topics to revisit with Zhen Lang, but Zhen Lang's reaction was very vague.

After not seeing her for seven years, she thought that Zhen Lang would be very surprised when he saw her, but it turned out to be something else entirely. Yun Jia felt uncomfortable, since she was in high school, there really hadn't been any boy who was so absent-minded when talking to her.

She writhed and looked at it, and immediately cried and laughed.

I saw Zhen Lang crooking his neck and actually falling asleep.

Nasty guy, the same as before!

The girl had a picture of her junior high school days in her mind, when Zhen Lang often used a book to cover her head and secretly doze off when she was in class. Whenever the teacher's eyes swept over, Yun Jia would pinch Zhen Lang's thigh under the table to remind him to wake up quickly.

This time, Yun Jia didn't wake him up, but showed a sweet smile.

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At half past ten, the train arrived at the station.

Zhen Lang went to the station bathroom and washed his face with cold water, and finally sobered up.

Seeing that Yun Jia was wearing a black dress, obviously prepared for the funeral, and it seemed too informal to wear a T-shirt and jeans casually, so he asked a very sober question: "You said that I went to Mr. Liu's funeral, will I be beaten out by his family?" ”

Yun Jia: "How is it possible, what are they beating you for?" ”

Zhen Lang shrunk his neck and said weakly: "That essay ......"

Yun Jia comforted him: "It shouldn't be, so many years have passed." ”

This kind of comfort has little effect, and Zhen Lang always feels that he is not safe today.

Teacher Liu's Zhen Lang Junior High School is also the head teacher. To be honest, this teacher didn't have the shortcomings of being too angry during his lifetime, but like all domestic game companies, he liked to make money.

Nine years of compulsory education, nominally no tuition fees, but the make-up fees are frighteningly expensive. Mr. Liu is such a make-up maniac who requires students to go to his specially opened training class to make up for classes during winter and summer vacations.

Students who don't go to make-up classes will not do well in the exams. The reason is very simple, Mr. Liu is one of the final exam exams in N City, and he comes up with questions that he usually practices in the training class. Therefore, the students who participated in his training class had gorgeous test scores, and the students who did not make up the classes were miserable.

In those days, there was a twenty-day tuition fee for each student. Forty days of tutoring during the summer vacation, the fee is 4,000. Teacher Liu made a lot of money, and the students were tired like dogs, not only losing their childhood prematurely, but also losing their youth prematurely. Despite this, there are still countless parents who sharpen their heads and send their children to tutoring.

Zhen Lang is one of the children who was sent to tutoring, and he hates this kind of tutoring. The summer vacation of the first year of junior high school was nominally a two-month summer vacation, but in fact, he only played for more than half a month, and he had to face a lot of summer homework. So in the second year of junior high school, Zhen Lang, who couldn't bear it, resisted.

He wrote an essay denouncing this ugly phenomenon.

This move caused an uproar in the school at the time, and the girls once regarded Zhen Lang as the most rebellious boy in the school.

As a result of this, Mr. Liu asked him to invite parents.

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Zhen Lang never thought that he would go to Teacher Liu's funeral one day.

He just felt that he had lived for seven years in vain, that he should make some changes, and that he should learn to grow up.

Legend has it that Mr. Liu has taught generations of pillars of the motherland in the past 30 years, and more or less the previous students he has taught have come to attend the funeral, counting relatives, friends and colleagues in the education field, a total of hundreds of people. Therefore, this funeral is very unusual, and a hotel is chartered.

As soon as Zhen Lang and Yun Jia walked to the door of the hotel, an uncle in a black suit came over: "The two of you are also here to mourn Teacher Liu?" ”

Seeing the two nodding, the uncle in the black suit pointed to an aunt who was counting the money at the door very implicitly: "The one who paid the gift money is here." ”

The aunt was not too subtle and counted the cash there directly.

The guests who come and go are not too subtle, some people give red envelopes, some people don't even have the red envelopes they want to cover, and they directly point out the cash and hand it to the aunt.

Sure enough, it's not a family, and it doesn't enter a family.

Zhen Lang was very embarrassed, it seems that Mr. Liu's relatives have inherited Mr. Liu's will to make money.

At this time, Yun Jia didn't have time to sigh and sigh, her little face was red, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at the uncle in the black suit.

Originally, she thought that she was wearing black clothes to attend the teacher's funeral, which was very intentional. Now it seems that it is not the same thing at all, the mind is not worth much in these years, and the RMB is real.

She even felt that if she didn't pay the money, the uncle in the black suit would probably not let her step into the hotel for half a step.

Yun Jia was about to collapse, and she didn't have much money on her at all.

Just when the girl was about to dig a hole in the ground and get into it, a familiar voice came to her ear: "Let's go." ”

Yun Jia was embarrassed to look at Zhen Lang, and lowered his head in a weak mosquito voice: "Stupid, you want to give gifts." ”

Zhen Lang was very calm: "I just gave it, and even your share was handed over." ”

"Huh?" Yun Jia was taken aback, and said weakly: "How much did you give?" ”

"Five hundred per person, I was despised by that aunt, and arranged us in an ordinary seat in the No. 4 private room on the second floor, and we couldn't go to the third floor to enjoy a terrible meal." Zhen Lang said in a low voice as he walked: "Huya sister, eat more in a while, and eat back the money you handed over." ”

Yun Jia said softly like a thief: "Can't you be a little respectful?" ”

"I originally thought that death is great, and finally respected Mr. Liu. But I really don't respect today's meeting. Zhen Lang told the truth, a little gloating: "I was frightened when I saw you like that just now, right?" ”

Yun Jia huffed angrily: "I wasn't scared, I just didn't expect to give a gift." ”

"Look, you're just a little bit of tendon." Zhen Lang looked very experienced, as if he had attended ten or eight funerals. In fact, if it weren't for the second fat reminder, this product wouldn't have thought of this layer of gift money at all.

"My few tendons were infected by you, and I have been at the same table with you for three years, so I have become as nervous as you." Yun Jia has always been arguing with Zhen Lang since junior high school, and said angrily: "Don't be complacent, I will pay you back." ”

Zhen Lang: "Don't pay it back, I copied your homework so many times before, and it's my turn to learn Lei Feng once." ”

Yun Jia: "Cut, who rarely learns from Lei Feng." ”

The young man and woman in the bickering mouth walked to the No. 4 bag on the second floor and were immediately surprised.

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