Chapter 163 Top Wind Crime

The Li family, one of the eight major families in China, has been a senior official of the central government for generations. He lives in Li Nian. Yang Zhiyun's father, Yang Zhengang, is now retired. His son, Li Hui, the chairman of Huanghe Industrial Group Co., Ltd., is the largest contractor in the country, and is responsible for national construction projects. The reason is not explained here. Everyone guesses.

Tang Meng nodded and said, "What are you afraid of when someone is covering that group of people? It's common to commit crimes against the wind."

Yang Zhiyun pondered for a while and said, "This can be available, but you'd better have less contact with these people and don't get stuck!"

Tang Meng said indifferently, "Hey, you and I both know a little about the officialdom. My father wants to do big business, such people are inevitable."

Yang Zhiyun nodded and sighed, "Well, society is like this. There's nothing you can do. Let's not talk about this. How about your forum?"

Speaking of Tang Meng's interest, he took out his mobile phone and directly entered the forum address and said, "You see, I asked someone from my father's company to help me do it yesterday. I just posted it this morning and made one for you, but only you got two videos last time. I didn't have your game photos, and I posted a lot of photos myself. It's on the film, but the content is very monotonous. It's not as cool as yours. You see, it hasn't been two hours yet. Your replies have exceeded 400 people, and mine is only more than 80 people. It's really more popular!"

Tang Meng used his mobile phone to click on the post he designed for Yang Zhiyun. There are two videos in it, that is, Yang Zhiyun used the anti-fighting spiral for the first time and became famous in World War I. The posts are relatively fancy and do not match Yang Zhiyun's style. Yang Zhiyun himself doesn't like it very much, but it doesn't matter. He doesn't care much. Rong introduced Yang Zhiyun's life and deeds. In fact, there are only three or two things. Fortunately, this is more in line with the reality and it is not exaggerated. There are also more people replying below.

For example, on the first floor: "Worship the god, burn incense and worship the ice and snow ** Kneeling and begging killing storm to accept me as an apprentice!"

Second floor: "On the top floor."

The third floor: "Storm is my brother, and I want the contact information of MMMMMMM."

Fourth floor: "The liar upstairs, please pay attention."

The fifth floor: "Since ancient times, there has been no little JJ on the fifth floor."

The sixth floor: "I'll wipe it, your sister on the fourth floor! I'm on the fifth floor by myself!"

Seventh floor: "The name of Storm Killing God is worthy of its name."

The eighth floor: "The fifth floor is bright. Look around quickly."

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Then all the people below are on the fifth floor. This post was originally to promote Yang Zhiyun. Unexpectedly, such a product appeared. The dove occupied the magpie's nest and stole the limelight of the famous killing storm. For a while, the onlookers quickly left a name, but Yang Zhiyun, the protagonist, was thrown to Japan. Tang Meng laughed. "This fool is on the fifth floor. It's a tragedy. Hahahaha, I made a post for you for nothing, and all of them stole the limelight for this person! Hahahaha! What's the name of the ID? I can't afford to hurt, hahahaha, I really can't afford to hurt. I will definitely play a trick when I see it in the game in the future!" ( PS: The forum account is a game account, and all the IDs on the forum are game IDs.)

Yang Zhiyun shook his head and closed the forum and said, "Forget it, let them go. I won't look at it."

Tang Meng said anxiously, "Oh, hey, I haven't seen me yet!"

Yang Zhiyun shook his hand and said, "No, I'm going to study hard. I'm a good student." Take out a copy of junior high school math from the desk and watch it carefully.

Tang Meng took his mobile phone depressedly. Yang Zhiyun was not interested in him without looking at it. He lay on the desk and fell asleep after a while. In fact, although playing games is no different from sleeping and dreaming, they will be tired after dreaming for a long time, so sleepy people and children usually feel sleepy. Xiaoling and Li, the two little girl, will take a simple lunch break after noon.

Time passed quickly. When it came to the end of the class, the class of Chenghan No. 3 Middle School was two consecutive classes. After mathematics, it was the political class of the head teacher Chen Tu donkey. In fact, the political class was written for the country in the exam, and basically scored for the people (obscure, just understand in your heart), but Chen Lu donkey Yang Zhiyun and Yang Zhiyun are incompatible. Yang Zhiyun has never passed the political class, and it is precisely in this way that Yang Zhiyun's rebellion is aroused. Nowadays, young people are like this. The more they press him, the more they rebound. In society will be tempered by reality. In fact, isn't this a kind of sadness? Young people who have lost their vitality, hard work and fighting spirit turn to scheming. The fighting and cunning middle-aged people have essentially lost their true heart. Only a few people who are not recognized by society and are isolated are the people who have been pursuing their hearts.

It's far. Yang Zhiyun took a look at Tang Meng, who was still lying on the desk and sleeping with a table of saliva. He shook his head and walked out of the classroom. Although it was only ten o'clock, the temperature outside the classroom was as high as 30 degrees. A heat wave blew on his face. There were few people in the corridor. The students either lay down in the classroom or went to the grocery store to buy something. West. Yang Zhiyun touched the railing on the corridor. Under the railing of the teaching building was cement, and there was an iron railing on it, which had been a little hot. Yang Zhiyun leaned against the railing and looked at the empty playground. His heart was irritable. There was an inexplicable sense of emptiness that made him want to go home very much. There was only the place where Sister Yun existed. Only then can he settle down.

Suddenly, there was a shouting sound behind him. Yang Zhiyun looked back and saw a cute girl in a short skirt being pushed to Yang Zhiyun by three girls. The girl in the short skirt was red and twisted, holding two ice creams in her hand. The three girls behind her smiled and pushed the short skirt girl and shouted to Yang Zhiyun: "Scho! Come here quickly."

Yang Zhiyun stood still and looked around inexplicably. There was no one else. Was he talking to me? Seeing that Yang Zhiyun was useless, the three girls behind pushed harder. The two girls in short skirts standing in the front pushed Yang Zhiyun in front of him. A girl in jeans with round eyes said with a smile, "Good seniors, we are all in the first grade. We came to you today."

Yang Zhiyun glanced at the girl in a short skirt holding two ice creams and asked, "What's the matter with me?"

The round-eyed girl jumped back and pushed the short skirt girl over and smiled, "This is the flower in our class, Wang Mengyao. She has always liked you and dares not confess to you. Recently, her family is moving soon, and she may not see her in the future. We specially pulled her over to confess." Then he pushed Wang Mengyao and said urgently, "Yaoyao, say it quickly."

Wang Mengyao took a step forward, holding two ice creams in her hand and did not dare to look up. The three girls behind her jumped up in a hurry and shouted in a low voice, "Yaoyao, say it quickly." There was a lot of noise, and several people in the class came out to watch.

Yang Zhiyun looked at Wang Mengyao, who could hardly see her face, and smiled secretly, but it did not show it. He was a little interested in how to confess to such a shy girl.

There were more and more onlookers. Wang Mengyao's hands holding the ice cream began to tremble. The three girls behind said anxiously, "Hurry up, the teacher is coming."

Hearing the word teacher, Wang Mengyao trembled with fear. Some melted ice cream flowed a few drops of fresh milk in her hand. Wang Mengyao bit her lips and raised her head. Her watery eyes and blushed cheeks, with a baby face, was indeed the name of a class flower. She only heard her raise an ice cream and trembling voice and said, "Senger, I like you. This is what I just bought. Please... Please accept it." There is a rule that is not famous in the campus. If you like a person, you will send something when you confess. If he accepts this thing, it means that he also accepts your heart. If he doesn't accept it, it means that he doesn't accept your feelings.

Yang Zhiyun is a little embarrassed. Although some people like it, of course, Yang Zhiyun is not in the mood for the time being, but he doesn't want this girl to be sad. ( This book is absolutely a harem article. Don't worry, the harem is not a stallion is my sign, and the heroine is definitely not a vase!)

Wang Mengyao looked at Yang Zhiyun's hesitant eyes and her face turned white, but she said firmly, "Speer, don't worry, I'm going to move to the capital in a few days. Maybe we won't see each other again in the future. Please accept it!" After saying that, he bent down and sent the ice cream to Yang Zhiyun.