Hello, I'm Lin Paris Chapter 13: In 2008, his name is Cui Yueqi

His name is Cui Yueqi, my junior high school classmate, a complete rich second generation.

Cui Yueqi's parents have a monopoly on the surveillance industry over our city. From the Tianyan system used by the government, to the protection system of every household, and even the access control system of the community has been taken care of by his family. Therefore, Cui Yueqi always took advantage of this superior special condition, and from time to time he went to the control center of his company's company to monitor me and Lin Xingxing.

Oh, no, to be precise, monitoring Lin Xingxing, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.

Xiao Cui was originally a good student, superior in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, beauty and labor, and played a good hand in basketball.

But since he was promoted to the third year of junior high school, Xiao Cui didn't know why, as if he had been lowered, he suddenly fell in love with Lin Xingxing, who was in love with the human-faced animal skin, and immersed himself in it, unable to extricate himself. Since then, Lin Xingxing has been skipping class, climbing over the wall, not writing homework, and being found by his parents, and there is always Xiao Cui following closely.

This terrible consequence is that Cui Yueqi's grades in various subjects plummeted, and he became the third from the bottom in the school behind me and Lin Xingxing.

Originally, I heard that Cui Yueqi's parents were going to send him abroad after graduating from junior high school, which was planned by his family before he went to junior high school. But Cui Yueqi didn't know what conditions to use in exchange, so he insisted that his parents agree, and he entered Gaoyang High School as a basketball student.

Can he get his parents to agree to let him and Lin Xingxing go to high school again? I was so surprised to hear the news that my jaw almost dropped.

"Wake up at my house?" Cui Yueqi grinned, revealing a neat row of teeth, which looked exceptionally white against the background of his bronzed skin.

"Let's go to the boy!"

I looked at Cui Yueqi's handsome cheeks, my eyes were full of sympathy for him, and I winked at him vigorously, showing him that I couldn't help him.

I really don't know what kind of magic Lin Xingxing used to torture a good student, and he didn't recognize books and only recognized her. I instantly thought of the line in the song of long hatred: From now on, the king will not be early.

However, Lin Xingxing is not the kind-hearted Yang Yuhuan, relatively speaking, I think she is more like Su Daji who brought disaster to the country and the people.

When Cui Yueqi heard the three words of the bubble guy, his originally dark face immediately darkened, and he slapped the basketball in his hand on the ground like a rubber watermelon, making a huge "bang" sound.

He looked up at the pale blue sky that hung over him, put an arm around my shoulder, and said to me calmly, "Let's go!" Eldest sister! Let's take a few quick steps and see who my sister Xing has taken a fancy to this time! ”

I sighed helplessly at him and walked with him to the school building.

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The old Gaoyang Teaching Building has gone through all the vicissitudes and splendor of the city. Under the brick-red faΓ§ade are one teaching miracle after another, and from a distance, it looks like a pale red blood basin mouth, waiting for everyone to arrive eagerly, fully sucking the joys, sorrows and sorrows that belong to them.

This is the first time Lin Xingxing stood in front of the teaching building of Gaoyang High School and exclaimed.

Well, she was right, because it just so happened that Lin Paris felt the same way.

It's just that they didn't know at that time that their youth began here and was quietly rewritten in the future.

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Those stories related to sadness made Lin Xingxing write in his diary many years later:

I wish I could do it all over again, and those people would still be running in the sun like children.

They rolled all over the floor, not afraid that their clothes would get dirty.

They laugh when they are happy, cry when they are unhappy, get angry when they want to get angry, and quarrel when they are angry.

Even if they are sweating profusely and tired from playing, they can lie on the lawn and bask in the sun and sleep.

They are always ignorant, always simple.

They don't have the concept of dead and alive, they like someone, and they don't understand whether they really like it or not.

They are innocent and kind and spotless.

They are not afraid of getting old, and they will not lose contact.

They loved each other and did not betray each other.