"I'll ask you, are you going with Wenrong's 'Mengyu'?" Si Qiao stared at Yang Qingyun and asked, maintaining a strong sense of oppression.

"Uh...I...I...I'm actually not familiar with Wenrong." Yang Qingyun lowered his head and looked honest.

"Ah?" Si Qiao was surprised and immediately raised her eyebrows: "Okay, this bastard Wen Rong dares to cheat her aunt, I'll settle the score with him, hum!"

Si Qiao stood up and was about to leave. She glanced at Yang Qingyun, frowned, but sat down again and said, "No! Wenrong said your name, he must be prepared. Yang Qingyun, you dare to sell Wenrong like this? Are you tired of living? I think you are lying, right?"

Yang Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, and she still maintained the honest look, but she was shocked. This woman...

Twenty-two years ago, Yang Qingyun was threatened and tempted by Wen Rong, so he naturally patted his chest and admitted it. Because of this, Si Qiao turned around and broke the matter into the Academic Affairs Office, and then there was a huge storm. Yang Qingyun was originally innocent, and he didn't know how to open the door of "Mengyu". He became a member of the "98 Prostitution Army", more unfair than Dou E, and he had no choice but to defend himself. As a result, he was fined to invite his parents, which made the family uneasy. After doing this, how could he have the intention to prepare for the college entrance examination?

Knowing the consequences, Yang Qingyun would certainly not repeat the same mistakes when he did it again. First of all, he had to draw a clear line with Wenrong. As for causing trouble, it was another matter.

But he didn't expect that Si Qiao was very powerful, and she revealed the flaws in Yang Qingyun's words in one sentence. Yang Qingyun, an honest and introverted country student, dared not stab Wen Rong, the boss of senior high school, in the back? This is obviously illogical.

"I... I am really not familiar with Wenrong!" Yang Qingyun seemed to be even more nervous, lowered his head and looked more sincere. Since he had made a decision, he had to go all the way and he must not hesitate halfway, otherwise things would become more and more complicated. This is the experience summarized by Yang Qingyun's decades of ups and downs in the world.

Si Qiao's eyes fell on Yang Qingyun and continued to ask, "Aren't you from Class 125 in your second year of high school?"

"Yes...yes!...but...but...but I haven't spoken to him before, I'm really not familiar with him!"

Si Qiao frowned, probably agreeing with Yang Qingyun's statement. Now she and Yang Qingyun are in Class 121? It's almost a year since then. She hasn't talked to Yang Qingyun before today. She met her by chance on the street, and she might not say hello to Yang Qingyun!

Not a type of person, he has no intersection, and it is normal to be unfamiliar with him.

As soon as she thought about this, Si Qiao's anger became even louder. Wen Rong, a bastard, really went to such a dirty place and even lied to her. If she couldn't swallow her breath, she would have to take revenge!

"Yang Qingyun, do you know that your disaster is coming?"

"Um?"

Si Qiao came over and lowered her voice and said, "Yang Qingyun, do you know that you sold Wenrong today? He will definitely cut you off when he knows this. This guy is very fierce, and the teacher dares to beat him. Think about whether you have finished yourself?"

"Uh..." Yang Qingyun looked at the girl in front of her up close. She was as beautiful as a flower in her age. Her pair of smart and cunning eyes blinked. She could really scare people when she said the intimidating words from her mouth.

How fierce is Wen Rong? "Even teachers dare to fight", these five words describe the youthful and frivolous age of that era?

Seeing that Yang Qingyun didn't say anything, Si Qiao immediately asked, "Are you afraid?"

Yang Qingyun nodded, then lowered his head to stew rice. He was actually full, and stewed rice was just to play a good role. He almost laughed just now.

"You just need to help me do something and I will protect you when I look back! I guarantee that Wenrong will not dare to cause trouble for you!" Si Qiao said.

"Uh... are you covering me?" Yang Qingyun squirted out the rice with a "pu" mouthful, and his acting skills instantly collapsed. He covered his stomach with his other hand, which was really a joke.

Si Qiao said bluntly: "Yang Qingyun, what are you...what are you doing? You..."

"No, no!" Yang Qingyun raised his hand to stop the conversation. The cunning of more than 20 years still played a role at critical moments, and he quickly stabilized his emotions.

"You say, keep talking!"

Si Qiao approached again, blinking her eyes again: "Help me take a look at the 'Meng Yu', see what the name is inside, especially if it is really possible to get a haircut inside?"

Yang Qingyun's eyes were straightened. This was something outside the script. "Mengyu" was about to cause such a big storm. At this moment, Yang Qingyun still went there?

"What's wrong? You don't want to? Then don't blame me for not helping you!" Si Qiao said. Her tone slowed down again: "I've finished evening self-study today. You secretly climbed over the wall and then went there for a walk. Who knows? I'm waiting for you across the street, what are you afraid of?"

This woman is well aware of both soft and hard methods. She first threatened her, and then asked softly. Such a method, not to mention when she was a student, would be so powerful even after several years!

Yang Qingyun didn't say anything, lowered her head and looked like she couldn't beat her by a stick. Si Qiao said, "You're saying something, whether to go or not, give me a good word!"

"I...I..."

"What do I do? Just say anything, don't hesitate!"

"I...I...have a girl I like..." Yang Qingyun finally finished speaking.

"Ah?" Si Qiao was stunned. After a long time, she burst out laughing. The smile was as bright as a flower. She said in a teasing tone: "Oh, I can't see it, you are not honest either! Tell me who you like? Do you want me to help you with your connection?"

Si Qiao tried her best to show her maturity and sophistication, but in fact, what was burning in her heart was the blazing gossip fire. Yang Qingyun still lowered her head, but many thoughts suddenly emerged in her mind.

The people and things in his third year of high school have now appeared in his mind. He suddenly thought that he would start his life again. Can he make up for so many past regrets?

"The failure of the college entrance examination has affected me for decades. Now I have returned to the starting point. I have to do my best in the first fifty days of the exam, and I cannot waste it! I must get into college!"

"And the lawsuit my father was involved in almost affected his life. This time I must not let the tragedy happen again..."

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"Hey, Yang Qingyun, just talk about it. What's the big deal! If you like girls, say it boldly. Why are you shy about it?" Si Qiao said.

Yang Qingyun's thoughts paused, looked up at Si Qiao, but another girl appeared in his mind, Ding Zi! This girl he had always been in love with in high school, now... she also looked like before?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Qingyun's heart beat suddenly, and for a moment he seemed to be full of expectations for the next study and life.

When you are old, you will be forgetful, but you will never forget your lovesickness. Although Yang Qingyun's soul is in his forties, he still cannot forget the initial feeling of his youth. The most ignorant and hazy first love of boys and girls in the flower season and rainy season is definitely the most beautiful thing in the world.

This feeling not only contains the love between men and women, but also contains the young people's best longings and imaginations for their future life and the unknown world outside.

At some point, Yang Qingyun's thoughts were pulled back. He looked around and found that there were already very few people around him. The time for senior high school is precious, and dinner is only twenty minutes in total. At this time, everyone is going to study in the classroom.

"Okay, Si Qiao! I...I promise you!" Yang Qingyun said.

"Really?" Si Qiao's eyes widened, she smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, let's take action after self-study!"

"You...don't do it! I'll just go by myself. I...I'll tell you tomorrow morning!" Yang Qingyun said.

Si Qiao hesitated for a moment and felt that Yang Qingyun was worthy of trust, so she nodded and said, "Okay! I believe you! By the way, class is coming, I'll leave first!"

Si Qiao stood up and was about to leave, and Yang Qingyun said, "Oh..."

"What else do you have?"

"Can you really cover me?"

Si Qiao smiled and blinked playfully: "Of course, I keep my word. If my company protects you, no one can bully you!"

After she said that, she walked lightly, like a butterfly, quickly moving away. Yang Qingyun looked at the girl's back and then the red colorful clouds outside. The people and scenery were extremely beautiful. This is the best time in life...

As the thoughts changed, the girl in the colorful clouds, who was as light as a butterfly, suddenly came back...

"Si Qiao, have you forgotten something?"

"Not! Take this, remember to be more generous when you go in, don't be fooled!"

Yang Qingyun subconsciously took the thing handed over by Si Qiao. It was an old version of a hundred-dollar bill. He was stunned for a moment and before he could refuse, the girl walked away like the wind.

One hundred yuan was not a small amount in 1998. Yang Qingyun's monthly living expenses were only 200 yuan, and Si Qiao took action to 100 yuan. This is because there is a mine at home.
Chapter completed!