Yang Xiaole looked at Gu Lan not far away, and asked curiously, "Where is the iron pillar?" Why didn't he come? Didn't you say you'd come here today? ”

Gu Lan leaned on the edge of her seat and complained to him, "Don't mention it, he went to participate in the parade." I said I was going to come, but I didn't come anymore. Really. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole only let out a soft 'oh'.

There will be activists everywhere.

Not to mention the others, if it weren't for the parade that happened almost every day, these people would probably have passed.

Let's be honest, it's no wonder these people are so active.

Over the years, he has been reading newspapers, conveying ideas, and holding meetings every now and then, which makes him a little excited.

Not to mention these people who were born and raised in this environment.

When the car arrived at the zoo, a lot of people came down.

Fifteen kilometers outside the city.

When approaching the Summer Palace, people looked at the passing ...... of the National People's Congress, Peking University, and Qing University.

Many people are yearning for it there, this is the school they have stepped into in the future, it may not be this, it may be another school, or even a school from other places.

But that can't stop them.

After all, these people are people who have half a foot in college.

This is the self-confidence that comes from the key middle school.

When the car arrived at the Old Summer Palace, there were young people in the car shouting: "We young people, we should go and see the Old Summer Palace, a place that was once burned down by Western powers, and they were ...... back then."

The impassioned shouts made Gu Lan and the others hesitate a little.

"Xiaole, let's go and have a look!"

Compared with the Summer Palace, which enjoys the beautiful scenery, the Old Summer Palace, which is only a ruin, can touch the hearts of literary and artistic youth.

It was Gu Lan who asked.

Yang Xiaole looked at the car and stopped, and finally shook his head: "Go to the Summer Palace!" ”

It's hard to come out to play, and when you meet a group of such people, you will inevitably hear such words after a while.

Oops.

I'm here to play today, not to find sin.

When the other people saw this, they thought about it and forgot it.

At this time, there were a lot fewer people in the car, but there were still a lot of people.

It didn't take long for the car to arrive near the entrance of the Summer Palace, after all, the two places are next to each other, and they are not particularly far away.

This is also the last stop.

At the intersection, clusters of people have just arrived, some walking in groups towards the park, and some are waiting there.

Everyone giggled and rushed to the park.

Beigong Gate.

This is the gate for several people to enter, and there are many gates in the Summer Palace, and each gate has a ticket office.

The ticket price is not expensive, and the zoo is a price of five cents.

Now the parks that can be played in the city are actually not expensive, the most expensive ones are only five cents, the cheap ones are two or three points, and many of them are free of charge.

It is a two-storey gatehouse facing north and facing seven rooms.

"Hey, I've got a camera! Let's take pictures later. ”

In a moment's time, Feng Aijun took out a seagull camera from his backpack and shook it at a few people.

Seeing this, everyone was excited.

"Really!"

Gu Lan and the others came over with a smile.

Feng Aijun smiled when he saw this: "But let's talk about it first!" You have to pay for the photos yourself, I can't afford it. ”

Seeing this, Gu Lan asked, "How much?" ”

They come out to play, and the photos they take are definitely big and should be expensive.

"The 6-inch two 5 cents 1, the submission is mine, but I only brought 30 sheets, and I am worried about exposure, so everyone saves it!!"

Hearing this price, Gu Lan hesitated.

But he still said: "We'll take a group photo later, and I'll take another photo with Yingying, it's enough." ”

The photos are all washed in two, and this is the beginning.

That's it, it already costs a dollar, but if two people divide it, five cents, it's acceptable, it's too expensive.

The others also agreed, and made it clear how much it would cost.

Yang Xiaole watched from the side.

In fact, the camera is really not expensive, and now there are more than 30 domestic ones, and the expensive thing is the cost of handing over and processing.

It's better now.

In the past, it was a price for you to take the paper yourself, but after the introduction of high-priced products in 62, in order to stimulate consumption, the price of photos was reduced.

In the past, the 6-inch one cost 4 yuan 8 taels, but now it only costs one-tenth of the price.

At this price, it's not like you can shoot as much as you want!

I looked at the flowers next to me.

He saw the other party quietly put away the camera.

For a family with a lot of money, a camera for more than 30 yuan can still be bought, not to mention that he can also buy an imported camera in the overseas Chinese remittance store.

"It's okay, what's embarrassing!"

Looking at the flowers, he smiled and comforted him.

Seeing this, Hua Yourong nodded with a smile, thought of something and asked, "Hey, you are really, what did you say last night?" It's better to say that I didn't say anything! ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded with a serious face: "Well, you didn't say anything." ”

"Oh, you're so annoying, what the hell are you talking about?"

Hua Yourong slapped him in disgust.

Pouting and talking there.

Others watched the two frolicking there, with different mindsets.

Hua Yourong is now said to be one of the school flowers, which is not an exaggeration at all, and it is estimated that more than half of the people in the class are interested in her.

It's just that no one dares to confess.

At this time, confession was limited to writing letters and expressing feelings in poetry.

As for Yang Xiaole......

It is not wrong to say that it is the object of many girls' hearts.

Handsome, good grades, and kind.

The important thing is that he is still handsome, especially the kind of handsome face with that smiling expression all day long.

But the object of many women's affection.

Let's just say that I didn't have consciousness, and I also participated in various activities and ideological education in the school, although I was not as good as those activists.

But if we want to say that he is a backward thinker, it is really unreasonable.

"Hey, don't look at it! I can't even pull out my eyes when I look at it! ”

Gu Lan looked at Guan Yingying, who was in a daze, and whispered.

The two have been good friends for three or four years, and she has long been clear about what the good friend is thinking.

"Huh?"

Guan Yingying came back to her senses, then reacted and glanced at Yang Xiaole's direction.

I was relieved to see that he didn't pay attention to this.

looked at Gu Lan, who had a teasing expression, and tickled directly: "What nonsense are you talking about!" Let's see if you dare to say it next time! ”

It's been so long.

She herself is aware of the other party's weaknesses.

Gu Lan had already taken precautions, and ran away with a smile.

Seeing this, the others also slowly entered the North Palace Gate and entered inside.

April is also the most beautiful season in spring.

Yang Xiaole watched these people frolic and followed them with the accordion on his back.

As he walked, he muttered to the others, "You are harmful, each of you is empty-handed, let me carry the latter accordion." It's not tiring! ”

I regret listening to these guys.

"With your physique, carrying this little thing, I'm embarrassed to say that I'm tired!"

Feng Aijun muttered with a smile.

raised the camera in his hand: "Yang Xiaole, you can't be enlightened!" How can you say tired of serving the people! You see, I'm tired of holding this! ”

Yang Xiaole also recognized with a face.

I picked up the accordion, grabbed him, and put it around his neck.

"Serve the people! Grab it! If it's broken, you pay me! ”

After saying that, he left empty-handed.

"Hey, I'm going to take a picture!"

"Oh, too!"

Yang Xiaole nodded approvingly, and then walked over, just when Feng Aijun thought he was going to take it.

I saw that the camera in my hand was taken away.

"I'll take a picture!"

Took it and left.

This action provoked a burst of laughter from the entourage!

No one cares about poor Feng Aijun, when he came to Suzhou Street, Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Whoever wants to take pictures, I'll take pictures for you!" Thirty films, four for one person, and a few for group photos. ”

"Hey, it's only thirty, you don't know how to do arithmetic! Your math and PE teacher taught you, right? ”

This sentence is often used by Yang Xiaole to taunt him.

Now it's finally ready to be used to fight back.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Because Hua Yourong also brought a camera!" She also has thirty sheets, you break your feet and count it again, we have a total of eleven people, did I miscalculate? ”

After that, see if there is a suitable place to take pictures.

Feng Aijun looked at Hua Yourong and was discouraged for a while.

It seems that he is playing tricks, so he has never this guy.

Everyone giggled and began to take pictures.

After crossing the Long Bridge of the Summer Palace made of white marble, we came to Suzhou Street, passed through the four continents, and crossed Wanshou Mountain......

Yang Xiaole looked at the ancient buildings of Suzhou garden style, the four continents of Buddhist culture, and Wanshou Mountain, and saw a once glorious cultural atmosphere.

It can really be said that coming to a place is equivalent to a small scenic spot.

It's a pity that in another two years, these things will basically be gone.

If you look at it again, it's not like this anymore.

"Hey, Xiaole, this kind of beautiful moment, how can you not have a song! Come, pull a song, let's sing. ”

Feng Aijun found the opportunity and handed him the accordion with a smile.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole suddenly said: "Oh, you have a brain?" Okay, let's do a song. ”

In Feng Aijun's resentful eyes, he took over the accordion.

Jokes are jokes, and you can't let the other party keep holding it for him.

Feng Aijun was not happy, and suffered another loss.

However, he was not really unhappy, and then shook off his thoughts, heard Yang Xiaole ask what to sing, and hurriedly answered.

"Singing and shooting back."

Yang Xiaole thought for a while when he heard this, "Change it!" ”

It's not enough to listen to red songs at school every day!

"That'...... Ninety-nine sunny days. It just happens that the male and female chorus. ”

Gu Lan opened her mouth and spoke.

Yang Xiaole thought about it and felt that it was okay, mainly because many of the current songs are in the same tone, and there are not many types of songs that can be heard.

"That's okay, I'll pull it, Feng Aijun, Liu Heping, you ...... start"

"Hey, that's ......"

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

As the sound of the accordion came, Feng Aijun and the others began to sing at the top of their voices.

"Ninety-nine, that sunny day, hehe...... Ready, Sing ......"

"Ninety-nine, that sunny day is coming

My eighteen-year-old brother sat by the river

The east wind blows that

Where the windmill turns

Broad bean flowers are fragrant, wheat seedlings are fresh

……”

The group rushed to other scenic spots on the roadside, which also attracted a lot of pedestrians to watch.

“

……

The windmill follows the east wind

My brother is thinking about Xiao Yinglian

The direction of the wind is uncertain, and the car is difficult to turn

I didn't make up my mind, how could I speak

……”

Girls are naturally not bad, but they sing more flavorfully than men.

"This is the sound of the J-level of assets, brother, sister, the world is going down."

Suddenly, a discordant voice came from not far away.

This voice extinguished everyone's joy.

Yang Xiaole also frowned when he saw this, and when he saw that he didn't sing, he naturally stopped the music.

I saw that the other party and his party were all wearing military green uniforms, armed belts around their waists, and military hats on their heads.

There were six people in total, about the same age as them.

Looking at the other party, Yang Xiaole frowned: "Which school are you from, what do we sing about your, you owe it?" ”

If it was two years later, he really wouldn't dare to say this in front of so many people.

But it wasn't that serious then.

As he spoke, he handed the accordion to Gu Lan next to him: "Take it." ”

There are a total of six men in my class, and the other party is also six, so what is there to be afraid of.

Feng Aijun frowned and said, "Hey, Xiaole, they are from 101 Middle School. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole knew which school it was.

No. 101 Middle School, which has also become a military compound school, requires residential accommodation from the beginning of enrollment, and adopts semi-military management, and has to get up at half past five in the morning to run.

The lights were turned off at half past eight in the evening, and all instructions were carried out by the sound of a trumpet.

Because most of the children in this middle school are now children from the military compound.

The location is in the Old Summer Palace next door, next to Qingda and Peking University.

Seeing this, a few people on the other side rolled up their sleeves: "Damn, your mouth is so stinky, I will wash it for you today." ”

"You turtle son......"

None of the accents are from Sijiucheng.

Some have a southern accent, some have a Sichuan accent.

Seeing that there was going to be a fight, a group of people immediately hid far away.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole also threw the cross-body bag on his body to Hua Yourong: "Stay away, after a while, go to their school, find their school and ask, is this how their school educates students?" So rude? ”

This is actually for the other side.

Fighting, he was not afraid.

But with so many people, he didn't want to implicate others because of his words.

I just heard that sentence, and I was a little upset and said it.

Sure enough, these words made the other party's movements pause.

It's normal to fight, I've never seen such shamelessness, and I have to go to school after the fight.

Their school is very strict.

If you win, you will not necessarily be praised, and if you lose, you will definitely be unlucky when you go back.

In short, as long as you stab the school, no matter whether you win or lose, you will have to be unlucky.

"Still not a gentleman?"

The young man at the head came over and sneered.

Yang Xiaole smiled indifferently: "I'm not a gentleman, you don't need to know, if you want to fight, just fight, just don't cry if you lose for a while." ”

"Victory, beat him. Single-handedly with him. ”

Someone behind him said a word.

Hearing this, Kong Shengli's eyes lit up, and it was unlucky to fight in a group, but it wouldn't be a heads-up!

Then he gestured to him: "There is a kind of heads-up!" ”

Feng Aijun and the others touched their foreheads when they saw this.

For more than three years, these people know that Yang Xiaole has a little bit of detail, at least Li Baoguo, a "master" of wrestling, can't beat Yang Xiaole.

But I'm also a little worried, after all, I don't know the details of these people.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole looked at a few people, and hooked his hand with one hand: "Okay, come on!" As soon as you shout to admit defeat, I won't beat you. ”

Kong Shengli wiped his hat and threw it on the person next to him.

After moving his body for a moment, he smiled: "I hope that after a while, your skills will be as hard as your mouth." ”

A wrestling pose was ensued.

"Huo, old BJ wrestling!"

Yang Xiaole chuckled lightly and made a similar pose.

Compared with martial arts, wrestling is still more popular here, and fighting is more practical.

The reason why it is practical is not because it is powerful.

Rather, in the fight in the city, unless the enemy of life and death, generally does not use weapons, and there is a degree.

Wrestling is a great means.

There are people in the class who can, and he naturally knows a little bit about it!

Isn't it just a game.

In the middle of his thoughts, he saw the other person coming over, rotating around the center point.

Where will Yang Xiaole care about him, he wants to make a quick decision, and grab the other party's hand in a circle with both hands.

Kong Shengli is clearly a person who fights a lot.

also reacted, obviously systematically practiced.

also grabbed Yang Xiaole's arm, and then prepared to have a back fall.

"Huh!"

Yang Xiaole smiled, didn't resist, and was thrown over.

But his lower plate was so stable that he didn't fall down, flipped around the opponent's back, and landed smoothly.

With his legs crossed, he also had an over-the-shoulder throw while Kong Shengli was not stable.

"Bang~"

This time Kong Shengli was not so lucky, and was smashed on the brick floor.

"Shhh Hey~~"

I didn't get up all of a sudden.

What's in the fight, you come and go for dozens of rounds?

Basically, seize the opportunity and give the other party a ruthless blow.

Then get up and keep dry.

"Victory, victory?"

A few of the other party's companions were shouting there, and hurriedly came over to have a look.

"It's fine!"

The other party was helped to stand up and muttered in pain.

Shame, shame.

Yang Xiaole clapped his hands and smiled: "Are you still fighting?" Who's still on? ”

When the other people saw this, you looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't speak.

Kong Shengli was already an expert in wrestling at school, but he didn't expect to fight before.

Yang Xiaole looked at the other party when he saw this, and there was no big problem.

Then he straightened his clothes, "Okay, what should I do!" If you have nothing to do, go home and don't disturb the mood of others. ”

After speaking, he came to Hua Yourong's side and took the backpack.

He muttered to the others, "Alright, let's go, let's go to the next place." ”

At this time, the people who watched the excitement nearby also dispersed.

"Damn, who is this? So ruthless? ”

When the people left, one of them asked.

"I heard them say it earlier, it seems to be the eighth middle school!"

These words made Kong Shengli frown, and then muttered: "Damn, don't let me find a chance, otherwise, I will have to find a place again." ”

It's a shame today.

Originally, they were also going to come over and talk to each other.

Because there were two more beautiful girls in it, I didn't expect to suffer a loss.

(End of chapter)