Straight to raise his hand to support his forehead, how does he know what book an eighteen-year-old child should read???

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally came up with a name: "Dream of Red Mansions". ”

"......" even the mother was taken aback, "I said son, how can you be interested in this book??" ”

Dad also sneered: "It's still a dream of red mansions, can you understand it when it's so young?" ”

Ye Linglan: "......"

It's not that he's interested in this book, but this book is too famous, he remembers the four famous books in the key extracurricular reading list of the university, and the other three are in his bedroom, just this one, in fact, he still wants to say to his father, don't talk about it now, when he was thirty years old, he basically didn't understand a few words when he wanted to read the Dream of Red Mansions, and he was born with no interest in literature.

At ten o'clock, Ye Linglan went to bed, thinking back to the situation of chatting with his parents before, I have to say that it was really a mistake and omission, fortunately, his father and mother did not compare with him, and in the end, he was rounded back, if Wen Xingying knew about it, he would have to say that he was stupid, his memory was too bad, and it was a little like that.

Alas, Wen Xingying Wen Xingying, his heart hurts when he thinks of this name now, the two of them haven't seen each other for a day, and he doesn't know how that person is now.

He is more worried about a problem now, I don't know if the trend in this life is the same as in the previous life, at least it doesn't seem to be much different now, his father and mother have not changed, Mike is still there, and his elementary school graduation photo is still the same group of people, no more, no less.

Even so, he still can't rest assured, he is afraid that no one will change but Wen Xingying, if that person runs away to another place to go to college after elementary school, the two of them will basically have no chance to meet.

In the next few days, Ye Linglan and her mother went to the street to buy a few clothes, and the latter really bought several white shirts as he said, while praising him for his good figure, in addition, his mother also bought him a set of Dream of Red Mansions and several famous foreign books, and some other study utensils by the way.

He also met Mike, that kid is different from him, he is a very handsome mixed-race child, the contours of his facial features are deeper than the average person, his skin is not as white as words, he has been paying attention to his image since the third grade of elementary school, wearing a famous brand to get a hairstyle, and now he has graduated from elementary school and has a famous watch to wear, which is called a radiant person.

Ye Linglan is still very impressed by his image at his age, and this meeting feels like a reunion of old friends, not to mention how cordial.

Mike took him to meet those friends who often played football together, and Ye Linglan was surprised to find that he was very familiar with the faces of several people, and a few of them still kept in touch with him, but he didn't quite remember what they looked like when they were children.

When playing football, Ye Linglan finally exerted a little memory ability, those who didn't know and heard someone else's name quickly remember that face, and the rest of those who hadn't heard the name quickly remembered their face, and kept it for remembering their names and greeting them in the future.

As for his own ball skills, which he has been worried about, after playing for a while, he unexpectedly found that he felt good, probably because this was originally his body, and there was nothing uncomfortable with the movement, and although the skills of kicking football were rusty because of years of abandonment, they could be picked up quickly.

The past few days have been very leisurely, compared with Ye Linglan's previous lifestyle of working from 8 to 5 in the morning and often working overtime, these days make him feel that he is wasting time, and the only way to make up for it is to read, so he spends the rest of his time reading in the bedroom every day except for playing football with Mike, and it also makes his mother wonder why this child suddenly changed sex, and he doesn't like to play games and start reading.

It is true that his mother never interferes with him playing games, just because he studies very well, and he has not been out of the top ten in his class in every exam, but he is not particularly top-notch, and he has been hovering in four, five or six, and this situation has been maintained until he graduated from college, and he has only improved in college.

When he came home the afternoon before school started, Mike said with emotion, "I'm going to school tomorrow, I haven't had enough fun......

Ye Linglan couldn't help but smile, he couldn't help but smile now, he was eager to start school as soon as possible, so that he could know if Wen Xingying was in this school or not.

"I heard that the university still needs to be divided into classes, and I don't know if we will be assigned to the same class." Mike said again.

"Let's see if we have a fate." Ye Linglan teased him, but in her heart she said Don't worry, if nothing else, we must be in the same class.

Ye Linglan's university is a city university, a very famous school in the city, and when he and Mike came in the morning, there were already many people in the school, all gathered in front of a large bulletin board.

Ye Linglan knew that their class assignment was written there.

The two also walked over, Mike was very anxious to see which class he was assigned to, and whether he would be assigned to Ye Linglan, but the latter didn't care about himself at all, just to see where Wen Xingying's name was.

He was relieved when he finally saw the familiar three words under Class 9, and suddenly thought that Wen Xingying had told him before, on the day he saw the graduation photo of college, Wen Xingying said that he was in Class 9, and it was also written on the photo, but Ye Linglan didn't take it to heart.

Because it was the first day of school, the teacher asked them to clean up, and by the way, they were given military training uniforms, and they were going to have a week-long military training from tomorrow, Ye Linglan was quite impressed, and he was dark for a month before he recovered.

In fact, he wanted to go over and see Wen Xingying from the beginning when he knew that he was in this school, but he couldn't find the right time, he didn't know when that kid would come out, and he didn't want to hang at the door of other people's classrooms all the time, plus he didn't know which of their classmates were his classmates in elementary school, so he didn't see each other for a day.

Originally, the classroom of Class 9 was one floor higher than that of Class 5, and Mike would still chat with him after class, and sometimes take him to the bathroom with him, but he only went to the door of Class 9 upstairs four times a day and didn't see anyone.

There is nothing to say about the military training on the second day, the sun feels as poisonous as the last time, the instructor is still the same as the original, and the instructor will designate them to stay in one place during the break, and they are not allowed to walk around at will.

The whole playground was a mess of people, and he had no idea where Class Nine was. Let's play

"Well, I said," they were sitting under the fence during the break, right in the shade of the tree, and he said to Mike, "Where is Ah Yang?" ”

Ah Yang is also their good friend, but he doesn't live in the same community, and he is the person that Ye Linglan still impresses him with. Mike thought about it, "He seems to be Class 10, I saw his name before, it's Class 10." ”

"Oh, what about Xiao Han?"

He asked six people in a row, all of whom were classmates from elementary school, and Mike could remember four of them, but none of them were in Class 9.

"Oh." Ye Linglan nodded, and pointed to another training class that was very close to them, "Hey, look, how many classes are they?" ”

"I don't know," Mike looked over there, pointed to a person, and said, "Isn't that Xiao Wu?" Xiao Wu seems to be in class seventeen, it should be. ”

"Ahh Although Ye Linglan regretted it, she had to end this topic, and even if Mike didn't doubt it, it would be annoying if she asked again.

The time of dismissal at noon was different for each class, Ye Linglan deliberately took Mike to another class that was very close to them, and while looking back, he was actually carefully identifying the faces of those boys.

He didn't know Wen Xingying when he was in college, he only saw that person's college graduation photo a year and a half ago, and his impression was still quite handsome, and it was not too far from Wen Xingying when he was thirty years old, but because the time was too long, the photo now only left a vague image in his mind, and he didn't know if he could find himself based on it.

But seriously, he is not very close to that class now, because he can only see the faces of the boys in the front row when he is blocked, and the expressions of each one during military training are very hideous, it is even more difficult to recognize who Wen Xingying is.

Roughly swept each boy, and he pretended to pat Mike in surprise: "Hey, Zhang Xin is in that class, how many classes is this?" ”

"Zhang Xin?" Mike frowned and thought for a moment, "I don't know. ”

Ye Linglan sighed in her heart, Zhang Xin's relationship with them belongs to the middle and upper class, and they are not usually very close, and it is normal for Mike to not remember him.

There was still no gain in the afternoon, mainly because Mike couldn't even remember the classes of those people who were particularly good with them, let alone other classes that were not particularly good, not to mention how frustrated Ye Linglan was when school was out in the afternoon, he really didn't expect that he hadn't even seen Wen Xingying in the two days since school started.

After dinner in the evening, he continued to play football with Mike and them, he deliberately asked about the class situation of several other people, and the result was good, there were ten people here, their university was twenty classes, and there was no one in class nine.

At night, he lay on the bed and thought angrily, if he didn't see him tomorrow, he would just kill them and drag him out, and if he continued like this, he would suffer from depression even if he didn't commit lovesickness.

After thinking for a while, he got up and went to the study, at this point, his parents had already returned to the bedroom, there was no one in the study, he turned on the computer and went straight to QQ.

His QQ number has always been only this one.,Twenty years have not even changed the password.,After logging on, he clicked on the group.,The class group of the primary school is flashing and flashing.,It shows that there must be a lively chat inside.。

In the past few days, he has thought of various ways to meet Wen Xingying, but he didn't expect this, so he hurriedly clicked on the chat history and looked up from the bottom one, looking for someone who said "nine" or "9".

Now it seems that the boys talk more, talking about whether there are many beautiful women in their class, and there are often girls who are obsessive to break the news about how many handsome guys appear in their class.

"Hey, let me tell you, our school girl is in the same class as me!"

"I think our class XX is quite handsome."

"Our Ban Wen Xingying is also handsome, and he's very cool, I haven't even seen him smile."

…… Wait!

Ye Linglan hurriedly went to look at the girl's group business card and saw that her name was: Chen Xinyi.

Why can't I remember what you look like, girl......

Ye Linglan wiped her sweat and decided to put it aside for the time being and continue to look up.

But in good conscience, although none of his good buddies are in Class 9, it is really not a small number of people in their class who mention themselves in Class 9, and he finally saw a particularly familiar name after a long time-

Hey, Gao Yiwei, I know this buddy!

It is said that Gao Yiwei and he were only classmates in elementary school, but this person has always kept in touch with him, and the relationship between the two of them is not particularly good but it is never estranged, they will greet each other when they meet, occasionally go out together to play a ball and have a drink, and they will help each other when there is something, but they don't have the intimacy of iron buddies, so he knows at most where Yiwei is a graduate student, and he won't remember the class in college at all.