On the banks of the Li River, under the willow trees on the Bund, the black-skinned boy Hu Zhonglin sat alone, and it was obvious that he was in a very low mood. He was just looking at the rolling eastward water of the Li River alone and was completely confused.

"Hey! Are you just staying alone for an afternoon like this? Things have to be overturned!"

Hu Zhonglin turned around and saw Yang Qingyun with a little bit of a silence, saying, "Why are you here? Is Si Qiao's beauty no longer with you?"

"Shicao, I'm like a escort after hearing what you said! Brothers' thoughts are falling apart, this is what I care about! I said, Lao Hu, when is it time? Can you be more careful? You're really disappointed for a woman to even give up the college entrance examination!"

Hu Zhonglin picked up a stone, he stood up and waved his arm hard and suddenly let go. The stone was thrown out by him and threw it into the middle of the river: "Damn it, I feel so uncomfortable in my heart, so uncomfortable that I want to die!"

"What's wrong? Was Si Qiao scolded her to the point of pain? That woman's mouth is poisonous, just don't pay attention!" Yang Qingyun said.

Hu Zhonglin shook his head and said, "No, Si Qiao is right. Although the words are unpleasant, the facts should be that fact! Damn, no wonder others, I just blame myself for not resisting the temptation! The second grass..."

Yang Qingyun said: "Is it still a bitch Zhang Yi? If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have gone into the water. Isn't there any story that follows for the first time?"

Hu Zhonglin picked up many stones in a row and threw them into the middle of the river piece by piece. While throwing them, he shouted: "Zhang Yi, bastard! Zhang Yi, it's all your bad luck that hurt me..."

Yang Qingyun laughed and said, "Let's do it. After the college entrance examination, we will find time to go to Guangdong Province to meet that boy and settle the score with him. But then I can't do too badly at that time. If there is not a single admission notice in my hand, how can you and my brothers have the nerve to meet? Zhang Yi's boy is poor in English, and his math, physics and chemistry can kill you and me in seconds!"

Hu Zhonglin sighed, turned his head to look at Yang Qingyun and said, "Thank you brother, I haven't even caught up and persuaded me. Don't worry, I can definitely take it through!"

Yang Qingyun said: "Don't talk nonsense. Eating with Si Qiao has nothing to do with picking up girls, do you know?"

Hu Zhonglin raised his neck and said, "What's wrong with Si Qiao? A beautiful person, good grades, and loyalty..."

"Why don't you take action if you are so good?"

Hu Zhonglin paused and said with a little discouraged: "Brother, I really don't lie to you. If you want to say that my dream lover is really Si Qiao! But I didn't dare to fuck Wenrong's woman before, do I dare? I'm afraid of death!"

Yang Qingyun laughed, pointed at Hu Zhonglin with his fingers, and said, "I said he was slap after drinking. Si Qiao said you are slap, you are really slap. You are slap. You are slap. You are slap in your bowl, but you are thinking about yours!"

Hu Zhonglin said: "What's the use? Once you enter the 'Mengyu' hair washing room, nothing is gone. All the beauty is destroyed by those chicken women. I can't regret it..."

Yang Qingyun clapped his hands and said, "Okay, don't nail yourself to the pillar of shame yourself. What a big deal that would be! Don't always get over it, okay!"

"It's good that you are a real scumbag, at least you won't be really stupid. You cheer up the boy. I hope you can make a comeback in the next big exam!"

After Yang Qingyun said that, he laughed, stood up and said, "Let's go! There is nothing that can't be solved by a single meal of wine, haha..."

Hu Zhonglin said: "Where are you going? Let's go back to school together!"

Yang Qingyun waved his hand without looking back and said, "Don't think about it! I have been delayed by you guys for so many wonderful times. I'll ask you for compensation in the future!"

Looking at Yang Qingyun's back, Hu Zhonglin was full of envy, jealousy and hatred. He was really more angry than others!

...

In Maixiang Village, Tian Liang was feeling a little depressed when holding the bill in his hand, and Si Qiao also held the bill in his hand and scolded: "I'm wasted this meal!"

Looking at the Bund at the door, Yang Qingyun was talking to Hu Zhonglin from afar, and she was a little confused for a moment.

"Tian Liang, do you know the Six Records of Fusheng?" Si Qiao suddenly shouted at Tian Liang.

Tian Liang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his eyes to the graffiti wall of Maixiang Village. The four words on it were very eye-catching "Six Records of Life".

"It's a book, I haven't read it! I don't know what it is." Tian Liang said.

Si Qiao sneered: "Who wrote the four words on it?"

"Ding Zi! She wrote it when she entered the door!"

Si Qiao laughed and said sarcastically: "The top academic master in the senior year of high school did not know the meaning of these four words. Oh... no wonder!"

Tian Liang frowned and looked even more ugly. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Si Qiao: "Do you know?"

Si Qiao was stunned by this confrontation, but she was unwilling to admit defeat. She snorted coldly, turned her head and left, and she was gritting her teeth in her heart!

...

There are many people in Xinhua Bookstore today. The junior high school entrance examination for junior high school and junior high school is over. Many students who are preparing to go to high school flock to the bookstore to select books.

Yongping is a small place and a poor place. In the era when the Internet was not yet popular, students actually didn’t have much learning materials to buy. Generally, everyone is rushing to buy books, especially when the new books in Xinhua Bookstore arrived, it was even more lively.

Looking at this bustling prosperity, Yang Qingyun thought about the complete decline of traditional bookstores twenty years later, and he really felt a special sense of happiness in his heart. At least now he could still enjoy this rich sea of ​​books filled with the fragrance of ink.

Bypassing the most prosperous area, people gradually became sparse. When they arrived at the Classical Literature District, people were even more scattered. In the corner of the last row, there was only one person there - Ding Zi!

Ding Zi did not wear a school uniform today. She wore a light blue T-shirt, simple and neat. She took off the sandals and placed them beside her. She sat on the ground on the ground on the ground on the ground. She lowered her head and flipped the book in her hand, with a quiet temperament...

Yang Qingyun did not call her, but also took a book and sat in the corridor, about one meter away from her, and slowly flipped the book.

It's almost an hour now, and I have to go back to school in less than two hours. The time is very short, so it seems even more precious. This tranquility and tranquility, even if it's only a moment, is intoxicating. It seems that the soul has been immersed and becomes transcendent and light.

The corridor is particularly quiet, and the men and women who are reading are immersed in the book. There are no other people here, only them and the book, and there is no sound, only the "rustling" sounds made by occasionally flipping the book.

Occasionally, there would be a head or a figure appearing on one side of the corridor, but they all left quickly, as if they were unwilling to disturb the quiet and peaceful scene.
Chapter completed!