[340]Fanty Alumni Association 1

In severe winter, the Spring Festival is approaching.

The streets of Yanjing are still not bleak, but more lively. For no other reason, many outsiders now choose to come to Yanjing for the New Year. After the whole family arrived in Yanjing by plane, the hotel room and restaurant booked New Year's Eve dinner, which is much happier than before.

Lin Xiaobao's Spring Festival must be returned, and the matter of Yanjing can only be temporarily stopped.

Just when Lin Xiaobao hesitated to return to Linshan on that day, he happened to receive a text message with an unknown number, inviting him to attend the junior high school reunion!

Lin Xiaobao was a little surprised for a moment. First of all, his mobile phone number may not even be known to his college classmates, not to mention high school. Lin Xiaobao, a rich second generation, is unique. Except for those flatterers, he has no friends at all.

Only in junior high school, Lin Xiaobao's mind was relatively simple, and there were several students who could be called best friends, and most of the students in the class also made friends. However, with the passage of time, the gap in status and status gradually became estranged.

After Lin Xiaobao has experienced so many adventures and accidents, he now faces these people who accompany him through the simplest and happiest time of life, but he is very nostalgic and emotional.

Once upon a time, everyone sat in a sunny classroom to learn the rigid knowledge of those textbooks, and secretly passed a note while the teacher was not paying attention. The content may be that the boy confessed to the girl, or the students would meet and play somewhere after school.

All this seems to have happened yesterday, but the injury in the past few days is more like what I have experienced.

The reunion was at noon the next day. It should not be too late. Lin Xiaobao told the old man in the mountain. The members of the pear blossom group arranged for a family to go home. If they didn't go back, they would stay to see the house. The bar and restaurant were temporarily closed.

After the arrangement, Lin Xiaobao returned to Linshan alone

After Lin Xiaobao left, Alice appeared at the door of the villa with a dissatisfied face, scolding Lin Xiaobao for his conscience. She greeted everyone and didn't say hello to her. It was really annoying.

After being dissatisfied, Alice quietly followed Lin Xiaobao.

A few hours later, the plane landed at Linshan Huaxiang Airport. The moment Lin Xiaobao walked out of the cabin, the familiar smell of his hometown reassured him.

It was already evening. Lin Xiaobao took a taxi to the beauty's home. When Xu Weiwei opened the door and saw Lin Xiaobao, she rubbed her eyes and thought she was dreaming.

"You... why did you come back?" Xu Weiwei asked in surprise.

Lin Xiaobao smiled and said, "I miss you and come back. What? Don't you welcome it?"

"Welcome!" Xu Weiwei came to her senses and heard Lin Xiaobao's words. Her face turned red, and then her face was aggrieved and excited, and tears were about to flow down.

Lin Xiaobao smiled and said, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Bastard!"

Xu Weiwei wiped the corners of her eyes and suddenly rushed into Lin Xiaobao's arms and hugged him tightly.

About ten minutes later, Lin Xiaobao said quietly, "It's quite cold at the door. Why don't we go to your room?" Or go to my room?"

"Get out!" As soon as Xu Weiwei heard this, she quickly came out of Lin Xiaobao's arms and pushed him away, but took herself back a few steps. "It's up to you!"

Lin Xiaobao smiled and threw away a lot of things in his hand, "I bought you a gift?"

"Hmm! Who cares!"

Although she said so, Xu Weiwei still grabbed a pile of handbags in Lin Xiaobao's hand and couldn't hold them. She quickly threw them on the sofa and then asked, "Is that for me?"

"This! And this!"

Lin Xiaobao looked at Xu Weiwei ambiguously. One of them was a jade pendant bought from Wangfujing, and another gift was also bought by Wangfujing, which was a set of sexy underwear.

"What is this?"

Xu Weiwei opened the bag and was about to see it. Lin Xiaobao suddenly stopped her and said, "Go up and have a look. I'm sure you like it!"

"Oh!" Xu Weiwei was quietly in the joy of receiving the gift. She didn't care about Lin Xiaobao's expression. She hurried upstairs with her handbag in her hand bag.

These gifts basically take care of all Lin Xiaobao's friends in Linshan.

Although Lin Xiaobao came back in a low-key way, everyone still knew that for a moment, Lin Xiaobao's mobile phone rang one by one, and finally promised them to come to the Beauty's Home for dinner tomorrow night, which made the phone quiet.

When Lin Xiaobao walked up the stairs and saw Xu Weiwei standing at the top of the stairs with a strange smile, he realized that it was her who made a ghost and couldn't help but wonder, "What, don't you like the gift I gave you?"

Xu Weiwei's face changed, jumped in front of Lin Xiaobao and slapped him on the forehead, "I like your head!"

After saying that, Xu Weiwei turned around and went back to her room and didn't come out again.

In the room, Xu Weiwei couldn't sleep over and over in **. Finally, she got up, opened her wardrobe, and took out the sexy underwear given to her by Lin Xiaobao at the end of a row of rigorous underwear.

This sexy underwear is begonia-colored, with two small round cloths on top, which are connected by ropes, and you just need to tie a knot at the back.

The lower body is thongs, and Xu Weiwei hesitated for a long time before changing.

Then she walked into the bathroom, turned around in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, and looked at herself in the mirror. Xu Weiwei smiled herself. She looked good dressed like this.

At this time, Lin Xiaobao had already slept soundly. He was very tired all the way, not the tiredness of the journey, but the tiredness of his heart.

In those years, the students were basically the same, but there was too much difference when they met again a few years after graduation.

In terms of appearance alone, some people are vigorous, but some people are old-fashioned. Some people do not seem to be infected by the years, while others are developing too anxiously.

Originally, everyone is just 20 years old and ready to show their skills, but some people seem to be ready under the pressure of life because they entered society early.

It can be said that everyone has actually changed. Simply put, they have grown up and mature, even those students who are still vigorous.

In those years, the class was still extremely handsome, but he didn't study after graduating from junior high school. He went to Guangdong for a few years. Now he has returned to Linshan to do insurance sales, wearing suits and leather shoes, his hair is shiny, and his attitude towards receiving people has changed a lot.

He doesn't smile or say anything, and his attitude is very polite. He sends business cards when he sees people, as if the business card printing is free of charge.

Especially when I saw my female classmates, I had to say a few words after sending the business card, and smiled a little obscenely.

You know, he felt very comfortable because he was handsome. He could count what he said at the end of the day. If any girl could say two words to him, she would be so excited that she couldn't sleep all night when she came home at night.

Now Bancao has also devalued. Lin Xiaobao, the person with his image, saw a strengthened company in Yanjing some time ago, either selling insurance or applying for credit cards.

In those years, the school beauty in the class was more degraded, and the gravity was very obvious in her. Basically, every piece of meat that could be touched was drooping.

She lived a very uncomfortable life. At the age of 18, she followed a second generation of officials five or six years older than her, and finally held a wedding banquet last year. Unexpectedly, as soon as they got married, the parents of the second generation of officials were doubled and sentenced again.

This second-generation official can't do anything but drink and gamble. He became short and frustrated overnight. Now his family needs her to support him alone.

Because she has followed this second generation of officials early, she has no skills or high education. As a result, she can only be an ordinary worker, and her monthly salary has to be calculated.

She doesn't have luxury goods and high-end cosmetics, but she is still in her youth of loving beauty, so she can only spend a little money to buy some purchasing products on WeChat. Unexpectedly, she has been completely tortured into a yellow-faced woman in just one year. Today, she won't lose face in order to attend the class reunion, and I don't know where she got a lv bag. Bao, even Lin Xiaobao, who doesn't know luxury goods, looks like a copycat.

The shape of "v" is very similar to "u", and there seem to be two points on it. From the perspective of Chinese pinyin, this brand should be pronounced as "Donkey".

However, this class flower with a donkey lv bag is luckier than the monitor in those years.

The monitor used to be a beautiful woman and has been fighting with the goddess. Although she is not as beautiful and in figure as the goddess, her academic performance is much better.

In everyone's opinion, she should have gone to a famous university and then engaged in some advanced scientific research work.

In fact, the monitor's results in the college entrance examination were enough to go to a famous university, but her parents were confused for a while and wanted to make her grades higher, giving her an ethnic minority identity in exchange for extra points.

As a result, the person who knew the inside story reported her. She lost her qualification to go to a famous university and finally went to an unknown fourth-rate pheasant college. Fortunately, her major was quite advanced and archaeology.

The major of archaeology is too unpopular. Even archaeologists from famous universities are directly unemployed after graduation, and the monitor has no hope of employment.

After two years of college life, when her peers were still squandering her last two years of college, she had already traveled all over the streets and alleys of the city with diplomas, from newspaper recruitment to 58 cheating in the same city, to psoriasis advertisements on the street, and applying everywhere according to the map.

Finally, she sadly found that there is no money-making place in today's society that cares about what is buried under her feet, and she doesn't want to go to those places that don't make money.

Going to work is to make money. If someone says, I'll give you hundreds of thousands. Let me go to work.

Then if this person is not buying an officer, he has just escaped from the mental hospital.

Speaking of which, there is a foot washing city that looks good and intends to invite her to be a foot therapist.

Archaeology is a very profound profession. She has to go to the high mountains and deep rivers and ditches to explore what people did thousands of years ago. How can she succumb to the foot-washing city as a foot therapist?