Half an hour later, An Tong ran out of the lounge as if fleeing for his life.

She covered her head in pain, and those babbling truths seemed to be still lingering in her ears for torture.

Why didn't she expect that she actually listened to an ideological and political education class.

Originally, I still had a good impression of this Uncle Zhang, but now I know that he is a broken-mouthed old man!

If you don't join the group, can you blame yourself?

Junior high school is about popularity, and high school is about grades.

Which of these two can take his turn......

After being tortured and going crazy, An Tong finally found an opportunity and ran out in a puff of smoke.

After relieving herself, she planned to go to the bearded man to make sure things again.

In the morning, the other party promised himself a lot of conditions as if begging grandpa to sue grandma.

But at that time, she ran out to see her husband in a hurry, and almost didn't listen.

However, for a senior high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination, there is one sentence that is still difficult to ignore.

"You can choose any university in China, and your academic qualifications will be printed in boxes."

When An Tong heard this sentence at the time, there was a strong smell of pyramid schemes, how fake and how fake.

But later, when she and Yin Hang were chatting together, she brought up this issue again.

Then An Tong found that with her grades, there would definitely be no way to enter the same university as Yin Hang.

As we all know, a boy likes a girl, and the relationship is gradually declining, if during the love period, the other party's love can not be turned into a sense of responsibility, and in the end it will definitely be a stranger.

But she only has three months of summer vacation, and after three months, the two will be separated.

And in college, it's all vixens!

What a salty and sweet senior sister, what a pure and lovely senior sister, or even a roommate with a GAY flavor, she felt sick when she thought about it.

My husband is so handsome, just stay a little, if you enter the terrible environment of college...... Ahh

It's not okay to be green in your own imagination!

You have to keep an eye on him, and you can't give him a chance!

After An Tong ran around the lecture hall and even the back hall, he still didn't find the bearded man who should have stood out from the crowd.

Finally, she slipped to the side of the podium, shook her hand at a man in a gray trench coat, and asked a little politely, "Hello, have you seen where a bearded man is?" ”

After seeing that the other party did not react, An Tong gestured with his hand on his face and said, "It's such a beard...... Feed? ”

The man in the gray trench coat ignored An Tong, his eyes never left the first three rows of the seat on the right, and now there were many students gathered there, and at the same time, some people in blue shirts also began to draw small circles to explain at different stages.

An Tong saw that the other party didn't care about him, and he began to be a little unhappy.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hay?"

"Savadica?"

An Tong's hands began to be like a small electric fan, constantly greeting in front of the man in the trench coat.

After his vision was severely disturbed, the man in the trench coat finally turned his head and glared at An Tong fiercely, but quickly returned his gaze to the place where he had been staring before, but his hand was raised and pointed to the corner behind the seat on the left.

An Tong noticed the gesture, said thank you, and trotted over, and after bypassing the last row of seats that blocked the view, she finally saw the beard she was looking for.

The other party was now sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a circle of ancient coins, a few pieces of pale yellow tissue paper with strange calligraphy written on them, some red silk threads implicating his wrists, and at the same time he gnawed on a small turtle shell full of tooth marks with a bitter face.

"What's this...... Is feudal superstition? An Tong was taken aback when he saw this posture.

"Feudal?!" Situ Nan spit out the turtle shell, raised his head suddenly, and was about to scold, but when he saw the person, he immediately nodded and said: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, I am a feudal superstition, I am a feudal remnant." ”

Situ Nan sneered and said, "Grandma, ah no, ancestor, what are your arrangements?" ”

An Tong only felt weird, and took a few steps back and said, "That, I've already signed it." ”

Situ Nan's face turned green instantly.

"Who signed it? The dead monkey? Ancestor, you are my ancestor, you signed that dead monkey, I should ......"

"What ancestors are not ancestors, it's disgusting," An Tong said with a fuss: "Isn't it a confidentiality agreement you asked me to sign?" ”

"Oh oh, I misunderstood," Situ Nan nodded awkwardly and smiled: "You are not my ancestor, I am your grandson." ”

The more An Tong listened, the more uncomfortable he became, and he said with great disgust: "That, didn't you say that I can choose any university, why is that Uncle Zhang ...... Say no? ”

An Tong lied and wanted to deliberately deceive this Situ Nan.

"Oh, that old man, I've been idle for too long, and I can't turn my head around," Situ Nan patted his chest and said: "As long as it's in the territory, no matter which university you want to go to as a resident area, I can arrange it, and the sixteen-carried sedan chair will sing and send you in." ”

"Anywhere?" An Tong was a little moved.

"Yes, as long as you want."

An Tong asked a little greedily. "Then I can, go into ...... with friends I know"

"This ......" Situ Nan was instantly embarrassed: "The nature is not the same. ”

Situ Nan continued to explain: "You can enter because you can enter, I can arrange a clear way for you, and others can't enter, he just can't enter, if you match in private...... In principle, no. ”

"Uh...... That's right. An Tong was a little disappointed.

"Yes, in principle, no." Situ Nan raised his eyebrows and tried to hint: "In principle. ”

"It's okay, I can ......" An Tong said with a smile: "Go to my friend's school, and I'll be satisfied." ”

Situ Nan embarrassedly lowered his forehead, and still added: "But I still suggest that you try not to go out of the province." ”

"Why?"

"For the sake of ......" Situ Nan was not sure how much An Tong knew about these things, so he could only say tentatively: "The ...... between the provincial special institutes Friendly and harmonious relations? ”

"Uh...... Completely incomprehensible. ”

"No, no, no, I didn't explain it, so I'll explain it to you later, I'll ...... Deal with some trouble, do you think it's okay? Situ Nan nodded and said.

"Yes, you can be busy."

After An Tong finished speaking, he took small steps, hummed, and walked briskly.

After An Tong walked away, Situ Nan also took a long breath.

Thanks to this ancestor, he can still enter oil and salt, otherwise he will have to sacrifice his beauty that he has treasured for thirty-two years.

Now that the biggest problem has been solved, just remember to fill in something for Uncle Zhang's little rabbit cub when I look back.

The rest is the two broken words in front of him, which makes his head big.