We will all be happy.
Duchamp went to Shanghai at the end of November and went to the Bund with his girlfriend. They agreed to take the entrance exam for Fudan Medical School together in the future. At night, Lin Qile was writing down her reading experience of Harbin 7 in front of her computer when she suddenly received a call from Duchamp.
On the other side of the phone was Jay Chou's concert. I could only vaguely hear some melodies, accompanied by Duchamp's loud singing on the other end of the phone. Don't hit my mother like this anymore. Will you listen to what I say
Lin Yingtao suddenly felt very sad.
But she thought, nothing worse could happen.
We have grown up.
In December, Yu Qiao passed the preliminary selection of the Air Force and the initial physical examination of the Civil Aviation Administration. He received a text message notifying him that he would have to go to the station for a physical examination in January of the following year. Yu Qiao did not even play basketball during this period. He had always been indifferent to everything, but at this moment when he was so close to his dream, he also began to be cautious and serious.
Cai Fangyuan, Lin Qile, Du Shang and others wanted to hold a celebration party for him. Yu Qiao said forget it, let's hold it after the reexamination.
After school that day, Yu Qiao was blocked by a girl at the school gate.
Du Shang and a few others wanted to listen, but Lin Qile pulled them away: "What are you listening to?"
Qin Yeyun stood on the side of the road, her lips parted, staring anxiously in the direction of Yu Qiao.
"Did you receive my letter?" Geng Xiaoqing, wearing the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School, mustered up the courage to ask him.
Yu Qiao lowered his head to look at Geng Xiaoqing. Some boys from the school team who were walking out of the school gate started to make noises behind him. Yu Qiao didn't understand and said, "Why do you have to say that here?"
Geng Xiaoqing's cheeks suddenly turned red. She saw Yu Qiao put on his schoolbag and turned to walk into the school gate.
"I don't know you and I don't like you." Yu Qiao said to Geng Xiaoqing while standing in the corner behind the wall of the teaching building after school.
His tone was so decisive and clean, leaving no room for imagination.
Geng Xiaoqing stood there for a while.
Her mind went blank. She thought of so many possibilities of how Yu Qiao would answer her, but none of them was like this.
"Then why do you treasure my letter so much?" she asked.
Yu Qiao frowned: "What do you mean by cherishing?"
Geng Xiaoqing said: "You didn't let anyone else take it apart and look at it!"
Yu Qiao understood and nodded.
Geng Xiaoqing looked up and asked, "Why didn't you let others see it?"
Yu Qiao said impatiently: "No reason."
"Do you like cherries?" Geng Xiaoqing asked suddenly.
Yu Qiao looked at her.
"Who told you that?" Yu Qiao frowned, as if he found it very funny.
"Intuition." Geng Xiaoqing was extremely serious.
"You've only known me for a few days, and you already have an intuition," said Yu Qiao.
Someone shouted from across the path: "Yu Qiao, the car is coming!"
Yu Qiao planned to leave.
Geng Xiaoqing suddenly turned around and looked at his back.
"Yes, I have only known you for a few days," Geng Xiaoqing said from behind, her rosy cheeks turning pale because of his words, "but I feel like I have known you for many years! I wrote everything in the letter! Have you seen it?"
Yu Qiao turned around, as if he was using the last of his patience to try not to hurt the girl.
"You think too much," he said.
Lin Qile talked about this matter with Jiang Qiaoxi on the phone, because Geng Xiaoqing returned to school crying that day and talked to her on the phone for a long time while crying.
"Yu Qiao has always been like this," Lin Qile said unhappily, "He seems to enjoy making girls unhappy."
Jiang Qiaoxi laughed on the phone. He coughed a few times but didn't say anything more.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Qile asked.
Jiang Qiaoxi said: "I have a slight cold."
Lin Qile said: "You don't sleep enough, your resistance is too low, go to bed quickly."
Jiang Qiaoxi said: "I can't sleep."
He seems to be acting like a spoiled child.
Lin Qile thought for a moment, dried his hair, and said, "Then let me tell you about the time I took Mimi to get vaccinated a few days ago!"
In the final exam of the first semester of senior year, Lin Qile ranked eighth in the class. The head teacher, Mr. Chen, called her to his office to talk alone. He knew that Lin Qile had always been serious about her studies and worked very hard: "With this result, it would be a pity if she didn't apply to a good university outside."
"Lin Qile, you only have one life, and you only have one youthful time when you are ten years old. You may only have one chance to go out and see the new world. When you grow up, work, get married, and enter the society, you will have many constraints. Do you understand what the teacher means? You are so young, just going to college, what are you afraid of?"
Lin Qile reflected on this matter when she was leaving school. She stood on the bus stop and thought slowly, could it be that because her junior high and high school did not start well, she was afraid to go to a new school
I always feel that if I study at a local university, even if something happens, I can go home at night.
Is she really so useless
Lin Qile thought to himself and felt that his personality was not like this before.
No, that was because she had never thought of the possibility of being excluded. She was too happy when she was a child.
On the bus, Yu Qiao, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but turn around and laugh when she heard her "three self-examinations". Lin Qile felt very angry. Every time she talked about something serious, Yu Qiao always reacted like this.
Dushan turned around and said, "Cherry, you were unhappy when you first entered junior high and high school, but you were young then. You are no longer the same person you were then! Think about it, isn't that the case?"
Lin Qile pouted immediately and looked at Dushan with emotion.
Du Shang looked at her and said, "Why don't you apply to schools in Beijing or Shanghai? Yu Qiao wants to go to Beihang University anyway, and I... I don't know if I can get in either, but when the scores are out, we can just apply together! And think about it, there are definitely not many locals in the university dormitories. How can they exclude you? They don't even know you. Let's exclude him first!"
Cai Fangyuan also turned around and said, "Why don't you learn from Jiang Qiaoxi? He is living a good life in Hong Kong."
The year is coming to an end, and 2008 has finally arrived. After Lin Qile finished her homework in the morning, she took a USB drive and ran to Cai Fangyuan's house to copy the unfinished version of The Big Bang Theory. She stood outside Cai Fangyuan's bedroom door, quietly pushed the door open, and saw Cai Fangyuan in front of the computer. The screen was gray, showing the page of Tianya Forum.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Qile asked suddenly.
Cai Fangyuan was startled and turned back to glare at her.
At this moment, Manager Cai rushed in from outside. He usually spoke slowly and in an official tone, but now he was sweating: "Cai Fangyuan! Give me your computer, I want to check the stocks!"
Cai Fangyuan quickly clicked the mouse, deleting the Tianya Forum and several photos, but as luck would have it, the website "1990狠狠爱" at the bottom was revealed.
Cai Fangyuan's hidden toys were once again discovered by his father.
But this time was different. The virtual website was not like a photo book. It could not be torn or burned. The older generation did not understand this kind of thing. Cai Fangyuan received two hours of criticism and education at home. He sat on the sofa and bowed his head to admit his mistakes. His attitude looked extremely sincere. He no longer looked like a child who wanted to run away from home.
The next day, he put the website on the trading group. Because the traffic was very good, he sold it for 20,000 US dollars even though he was in a hurry. As soon as Cai Fangyuan received the remittance, he quickly went to the bank to withdraw the money, took out the half for Huang Zhanjie, and turned around to put the rest of the stack directly on his father's desk.
It was not the New Year yet, but firecrackers suddenly started to be set off at the entrance of Cai Fangyuan's house. Lin Qile stood at the intersection in her cotton-padded jacket, holding a lunch box filled with jujube flour buns. She looked at Uncle Cai's happy expression, and she couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Jiang Qiaoxi, do you know how happy Uncle Cai is today? Cai Fangyuan made a lot of money."
She sent a text message to Jiang Qiaoxi telling him everything that happened, but Jiang Qiaoxi did not reply to her immediately.
January 2008 was a disastrous month for all stockholders around the world. The newspaper said that the Shanghai Composite Index had been plummeting since the middle of the month, with a drop of 16.69%.
Hong Kong's Hang Seng Index also fell 15.67%.
The US subprime mortgage crisis, the global financial crisis, bankruptcy, closures, layoffs, bear market, defense wars… these words kept appearing on TV news. Lin Qile was helping her parents make dumplings, but she didn’t care.
My mother took a handful of flour, sprinkled it on the panel, and suddenly said, "Your Uncle Cai has been unhappy recently. I heard from Yu Qiao's mother that he dropped an Audi in one day."
"Ah?" Lin Qile asked in surprise while pinching the dumplings.
How much does an Audi cost
"I heard from Brother Yu," said Lin, the electrician, "I bought a PetroChina stock, and it dropped from 40 yuan to around 20 yuan."
"No wonder he was so happy that day," said Lin Qile.
My mother smiled and said, "Cai Fangyuan was very smart when he was little. He came to our house to install a computer, and he was so young that he could install a computer."
At night, Uncle Cai suddenly came to the Lin family's door. Lin Qile was feeding the cat in the house. Through the bedroom door, she heard the adults talking outside.
What Uncle Cai was talking about was not the matter that was worrying him.
"Something happened at Jiang Zheng's brother's house in Hong Kong."
Electrician Lin asked, "What's the matter?"
Manager Cai shook off the cigarette ash and took the tea that Lin's mother poured for him. He said, "He left a sum of money with me before and asked me to help him invest in the stock market. The market has been plummeting recently. With this market situation, why do you want it now?"
"Yes," said Lin, the electrician, "it's almost below 4,000."
On TV, a bunch of experts were sitting in the studio of the economic channel, talking about the US subprime mortgage crisis. Manager Cai got angry when he saw it, and took the remote control to turn off the TV. "Still watching the US," he cursed.
"I was wondering why you had to ask for money at this time?" Manager Cai said, looking at Electrician Lin. "He said he needed the money urgently, so there was nothing he could do."
Electrician Lin pushed open the door of the small bedroom and saw Lin Qile still squatting on the ground touching the cat.
"Cherry, does Qiaoxi have a brother in Hong Kong?"
Lin Qile nodded.
The cell phone was placed at her feet, and on it was a text message that Lin Qile had sent half an hour ago.
"Jiang Qiaoxi, what's wrong with you? Did something happen in your family?"
Jiang Qiaoxi did not reply. In fact, he had not replied to Lin Qile's text messages for three consecutive days.
Lin Qile just thought he was busy with classes.
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Notes to this chapter:
＊"Stop hitting my mom like this, you will listen to what I say": lyrics from Jay Chou's "Dad, I'm Back".
*The opening price of PetroChina on its first day of listing on November 5, 2007 was 48.62 yuan, but it had fallen to 24.42 yuan by February 1, 2008.