One stone stirred up a thousand waves.
Although both the school and the parties have dealt with it as low-key as possible, the news that Qianmai was admitted to Hangzhou A in advance was still heard.
A few days later, she received a large pile of supplements and food from home, along with a letter written by Qian Xiaohai. In the article, Qian Xiaohai tried his best to use all the words of celebration he knew, and strongly conveyed the family's congratulations to Qian Mai.
The work efficiency between A Middle School and No. 1 Middle School is also extremely high. Soon, the official admission documents were posted on the notice board in the window. The strange thing is that only Qianmai was admitted, and there was no F3 news at all. This also stimulated the uproar of school gossip.
There are even rumors that Qianmai is the jewel in the palm of the deputy secretary of the county party committee. On a certain day of a certain year, someone in the restaurant on the top floor of the Jintian Building saw the father and daughter having a meal together. The narration is vivid and vivid, as if there is a real story.
Nan Weiwei heard her stomach hurt, and ran in and asked loudly, "Qian Mai, when did you have a father who is a deputy secretary, why don't I know?"
Qianmai is immersed in making an ostrich, so I turned over the English competition guidance materials in my hand.
Unexpectedly, those who had something good refused to let her go, but seeing that Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin were good, they walked over.
Shen Zhouyi's peachy eyes smiled, but his tone was extremely serious: "Qianmai, the smelly ditch of Chunbofang was blocked again yesterday. Ask your dad to send someone to dredge it. New Year's Eve is coming, we people will not have a life. Easy."
There was bursts of laughter in the classroom. The days of reviewing and welcoming exams were very monotonous, and everyone was happy to watch the excitement.
Zhu Shoubin's role has never been lacking in the matter of falling into trouble.
"Qianmai, when will your dad go to Jintian Mansion for dinner? I have a super great strategic idea. I want to find time to talk with him. Can you give me some guidance."
Once someone started, other students' complaints became out of control.
Hidden Wheat laughed and laughed, so he turned his head to ask Peng Chen for help, wanting him to stop his two leading troubles and concealing evil intentions from getting small, but they were helplessly watching the theater with a nonchalant attitude.
In the midst of jokes, Liu Feipeng's mouth was always smiling, but his eyes gradually became secretive.
Once upon a time, he thought that the three would experience high school and college together for a long time. Unexpectedly, he turned around, and the farewell song was about to sound. Nan Weiwei's formalities have already been completed, and Qianmai's whereabouts have been finalized. The separation is a foregone conclusion, why not smile and bless yourself
The two girls who smiled brightly in front of them were undoubtedly outstanding and dazzling. As an old friend, he was sincerely happy for their achievements. But why, at this moment, his chest suddenly crossed with a certain sourness
Time did not answer Liu Feipeng's doubts. It still ticked by day after day, unintentionally.
After finishing the last written English test, Qianmai walked out of the teaching building in Hangzhou B Middle School. Standing on the steps, rubbing his slightly sore neck, condescendingly looking for his "comrade-in-arms."
At the school gate not far away, Gu Yawei led four "comrades in arms" and beckoned to her.
When I got closer, I heard him say: "In view of your recent good performance, I decided to take a half-day vacation in the afternoon. If there is any place I want to play, the teacher will take you all."
It is a pity that he rarely releases his kindness, but no one appreciates it. Which middle school student is still happy to let the teacher take a group play
"Old Gu, you can visit your teachers and friends, don't delay things because of us."
"We all bring mobile phones and BP machines. If you don't worry, just call it. We promise to report the situation at any time."
"Don't worry, old Gu. We are very familiar with Hangzhou City. We are all such big people. Are you afraid that someone will abduct us?"
At critical moments, boys will also become very witty. Now, they are admonishing one after another, lest Gu Yawei's sense of responsibility will overflow, and they will follow them step by step, and their "good deeds" will be ruined.
Knowing the temperament of several disciples, Gu Yawei is also fascinated: "Why do people kidnap you stinky boys? What I worry about is Latent Wheat."
Seeing that there was room for a whirlwind, all the boys beamed, and Shen Zhou even vowed to issue a military order: "Hereby promises that I will use my life to defend the safety of Haulma. Gu, you can go with peace of mind..."
Without waiting for Gu Yawei's warning, Peng Chen had already stopped a taxi, and together with Shen Zhou and the others, he stuffed the underdog Gu Yawei in, casually reported an address, and the taxi ran away.
The remaining five people did not leave immediately, because the place they were going to differed. At this moment, a few boys played their three-inch tongue again, and began to lobby for potential wheat.
"Let's go to the computer market, not far from here, a taxi will be there soon..."
"Let’s check it out. There were several major Internet events in China last year. If you don’t look at it, you will be out. This is much more interesting than West Lake. Today is so windy outside, didn’t you go to West Lake to ask for trouble?..."
"The picture of the DVD disc on the 17-inch monitor is amazing and clear. Wait for us to buy a disc promoting West Lake and show it to you, okay?..."...
After a quarter of an hour, the boys found that a cup was harder to handle than Gu Yawei. Their saliva was almost dry, and she didn't nod in a daze. I can’t force her into the car like I did to Gu Yawei.
Qianmai was also very helpless. After talking for a long time, the boys just refused to let her go alone. I looked at my watch again, and said anxiously: "Don't worry, I'm familiar with Hangzhou. Let's see you in the hotel tonight, I have to leave in a hurry."
After that, he ran towards the nearby bus stop sign. Ahead, the car she was waiting for was coming slowly.
The moment before the bus door closed, Peng Chen squeezed into the bus. The three people who ran behind and couldn’t get into the car waved their hands to signal them to be relieved, and then looked around for a while, then stumbled and squeezed to stand next to Qianmai behind, with a slight sullen expression on their faces: "You run so fast. Why? I didn’t say not to let you go... Also, you lied! This is not the car to West Lake."
After being exposed to the lie face to face, Qian Mai was a little embarrassed and explained in kindness: "Go to a place first, and then go to the West Lake later."
Peng Chen remained silent, his jaw tightened, and turned his head to look out the window. Being inexplicably indifferent to him, Qian Mai frowned instinctively, thinking secretly, now that there is one more person, should he continue the journey as originally planned.
The two were speechless all the way.
The bus stopped and went for a long time. An hour later, Qianmai got out of the car in front of the stop sign of a certain hospital.
A hint of surprise flashed in Peng Chen's eyes: "Are you not in good health?" My heart immediately regretted secretly, and I really shouldn't be angry inexplicably just now.
Qianmai shook his head lightly: "No, it's rare to have time to come, just check again, the equipment in the provincial capital should be more advanced."
After that, she pointed to the restaurant next to her and said: "You don't need to go in, go to eat. I won't eat, go to check in. It shouldn't take much time, wait for you."
Peng Chen turned a deaf ear to his ears, and his face was as early as snowy, and he returned to the calm and gentleness of the past. Observed back and forth, stretched out his long hand, pulled the sleeve of Qianmai and walked to the outpatient building. Seeing that the otology is attached to the latent wheat, although it was strange, I didn't ask anything.
Since then, whether it is in front of the clinic or the entrance of the examination room, Peng Chen has been silently accompanied. In the meantime, Gu Yawei and Shen Zhou made a few phone calls, and they were all handled skillfully by him.
Two hours later, looking at the audiogram in his hand, Qianmai smiled relievedly. The heart fell heavily, and she was enlightened by the psychiatrist again, and now she has a relaxed and relaxed face.
"Okay, let's go."
"Is everything normal?"
After receiving the affirmation from Qian Mai, Peng Chen's tense heart instantly relaxed, letting his whole body lean back, leaning against the white wall of the hospital, and letting out a heavy breath. God knows that since Qianmai entered the clinic, he seemed to have been outside for a century. It turns out that the hospital is such a place where the heart suffers.
"Go, go to the West Lake." Peng Chen stretched out his long hand habitually, grabbed Qianmai's sleeve, and walked out of the hospital in a stride, dragging Qianmai with short legs behind him for a trot.
"Wait, don't you want to go shopping in the computer market? I'll accompany you to meet Shen Zhou."
"When they buy it, they will bring me a copy. Don't you want to go to the West Lake? Or... You lied again, you want to go to the commercial street?" Thinking of this possibility, the body in front of him paused.
Qianmai shook his head like a rattle, and hurriedly said: "No no, absolutely no lie, all I want to go to from start to finish is West Lake." Blow sweat! When did his image become so unbearable.
"Let's go... from now on, just say wherever you want to go." Peng Chenyang stopped a taxi and let Qianmai go in first. The superfluous sentence that follows makes people feel meaningful.
At the gate of the Great Hall of Lingyin Temple, the sky became gloomy, and there was a drizzle of rain, smog everywhere.
"Do you really want to go in too?" Qian Mai's eyes widened and asked inconceivably for the third time.
"What's wrong? Does the country have a stipulation that boys are not allowed to enter the temple? Hurry up, it will be closed later." Peng Chen replied tuggingly, and ran to ask for incense first.
"Wait, I want to come by myself." Qianmai was shocked and hurriedly followed.
The two quickly entered the door, and the solemn and solemn spirit of the thousand-year-old temple rushed toward them, forcing people to lower their eyebrows and bow their heads, and their reverence suddenly came to life. The weather is bad today and it is close to closing. There are only a few pilgrims praying and worshiping in the temple. Seeing that the two young people were late, the abbot who presided over was slightly startled.
The high incense was lit up, and Qianmai bowed down in front of the magnificent Buddha Shakyamuni statue.
Buddha in the sky, if you have a spirit, you must know that this is the second time I bow down under your seat.
For the first time, I was so downhearted and sad, and in front of you, I shed tears of despair.
But this time, I came here with a gratitude and smile. If you are enlightened, please accept my sincere thanks.
Thank you for giving me rebirth, so that my life has a chance to come back, and make up for my regrets one by one;
Thank you for giving me a healthy body, so that I no longer sad, no longer anxious, no longer cynical, can walk and watch calmly, quietly appreciate the prosperity and beauty of the world;
Thank you for giving me a simple and kind-hearted family and friends, so that my vicissitudes of life will be warmly comforted, no longer lonely, no longer lonely, my heart becomes stronger and stronger on the way forward.
Not so much, just a little bit. With these gifts, my life has been so lucky.
I will not disrupt the order you laid down, nor will I be insatiable and demanding.
Thank you for your gift. I will use my wisdom to create an ideal life, and I will use my hands to help those who need help around me. Huayang’s store has been prepared. When I have enough knowledge and ability, after graduating from university, I will open the first charity there, "Lovely You", and try my best to help those who are not interested in the mountain area. Deaf and dumb children.
Because I understand, I am compassionate.
I will not donate to them for tax cuts;...
I will not take them to record shows for the sake of fame...
I will not do everything possible to dig their hearts and headaches for the sake of the book...
So please continue to bless me with happiness and health. Only in this way can I have more courage and confidence to care for the children who are still struggling...
I don't know how long it took, the hall became silent, only the blue smoke filled it, and the Buddha's intent was misty.
Qian Mai opened his eyes slowly, and in the mist, what came into view was Peng Chen's magnified handsome face. At some point, he also knelt beside her.
"Why are you crying again? Why haven't you noticed before that you are so sentimental? Come on, what did you wish for? I will help you bye bye too..."
Peng Chen urged, but Qian Mai was stunned, not knowing what to do. Didn't he say that he was going to see the painted group sculptures on the back wall
Before Peng Chen could get the answer, some monks came to them, perhaps it was closing time.
"Then ask the Buddha to make you healthy and happy." After all, there are three ringings in a row.
Qian Mai hurried to help: "Peng Chen, boys don't do this." How can I afford it
Xu bowed down for the first time, and Peng Chen blushed with embarrassment, and even his ears were congested. After nibbling his head, it seemed that he realized something later, and he hurriedly said, "Don't tell anyone, you know it alone, okay? And... you treat me at night."
Qian Mai's heart was surging, full of loss and emotion, until sitting in the restaurant by the West Lake, a pair of dark eyes still stared at the opposite person for an instant.
"It's okay, isn't it just bye bye. The first time I prayed, it was very interesting, did it well, right?" Peng Chen was obviously also a little embarrassed. The gentle temperament of his whole body does not match up at all.
"The man has gold under his knees," faintly accused.
"You can kneel to my Buddha, my father, and my love." Prepared and immediately took it.
Hilariously choked, he pulled out a red sandalwood bracelet from his handbag. It was just bought at a stall outside Lingyin Temple. The workmanship is average, but the inside of each bead is engraved with a small inscription, which is connected to it: "Fortune is the long flowing water in the East China Sea, and the life is not old than the pine in Nanshan". She felt that the originality was good, and the wood color was still pure, suitable for gifts for grandparents, so she bought it. At that time, he was teased by Peng Chen for a while, saying that he added a "wealth rushing in like a tide", and he would have complete blessings, wealth, and longevity.
Now it's just time to send him off.
This time, Peng Chen didn't have anything to say, and he put it on right away, not too big or too small.
Men with necklaces and bracelets are generally not good-looking, Qian Mai deliberately took a closer look. Unexpectedly, he wears a handball with such an ordinary price, but he wears it so luxuriously and stably. Sure enough, clothing must be worn by people, and different people will have different effects when worn.
The food was served, and the two of them ate their lunch directly into dinner.
"Time is too tight today, you didn't even go shopping in the commercial street, is it a pity?"
"No, it will be long in Japan."
The two of them immersed themselves in the meal and stopped talking. There was a clanging of dishes and spoons on the table.
For a long time, Qianmai sighed: "We could continue to be classmates. It's really fun to study in China. But I can't agree to enter A. I have to go to Italy according to my family's arrangements. They are all over there. wait for me… "
The first time I heard Peng Chen talk about his personal situation, Qianmai slowly stopped and listened to him.
"I am the only boy in the family. Mom and Dad live in Italy all year round to run restaurants, and occasionally come back to manage the domestic industry. The reason why I stay in elementary school and junior high school in China is because my grandparents are nostalgic for my homeland, and I stay with them instead of my parents. By my side. If I come to A, I will lose my original intention. The meaning of my family is that my family will move to Italy in July next year."
Having said that, Peng Chen remained silent, and once again, he was bored counting the leftover rice in the bowl with his chopsticks. The atmosphere on the table became stagnant, making Latent Wheat feel like swallowing fish bones every bite, only to break it loudly.
"Your family is very smart. Everyone says that basic education wins at home and higher education abroad. They let you take care of both. Besides, what is more meaningful than family reunion?" Poor baby, The shoulders must be given a heavy burden. Back in Italy, you just wait to be polished and tempered.
"Do you really think so?... They say so too." Peng Chen's eyes are like detectors, staring at the every move of Qianmai.
"Ah... ah... Of course, otherwise there are so many overseas students in China. Eat quickly, don't complain, many people can't go if they want to."
Qianmai pushed a piece of Xihucuyu over, trying to interrupt Peng Chen's depression with delicacy. Unfortunately, it did not succeed.
"Then you come to Italy to study. My family also has an industry in Milan. I lived there when I was a child. There are many 14th-century Italian architecture essences, full of the poignant grace of the end of the century, and the longing for the new century. I will love it..."
"Moreover, Milan is famous for its fashion industry, where you can learn a lot. The fashion shops on Montenapoleone Avenue are world-famous, and there are many well-known brands and iconic brand flagship stores. The Emmanuel II Promenade, It is also one of the oldest shopping malls in the world, and the scale of boutiques is definitely one of the best. Especially the window layout is updated every day, just standing outside the window is a great pleasure. You love shopping so much, in Milan, you can do it for a week Wandering endlessly..."
Cut, you treat me as a superman, you can stay awake for a week. But there is no denying that, listening to those familiar names, Qianmai is very, very heartwarming. But, what about it, not everyone can live on the other side of the ideal.
"It's really aspirational. Although China has a vast land and resources, if it comes to modern design, it must still go abroad. When I save enough money, I also want to go around the world."
"Then when you come to Italy to play, you must come to me, and I will be your tour guide. If you want to study abroad, I can also help you with the formalities." Peng Chen said solemnly.
"Okay. Then you have to become very strong, otherwise I won't be able to cover me, and I will die miserably in a foreign country. I heard that there is a mafia in Italy, so I'm so scared..." Qian Mai is joking leisurely. It also appeared to be trembling in response to the scene.
Upon seeing this, Peng Chen was amused, and his tone gradually became relaxed: "Don't be afraid, I have Chinese Kung Fu. As long as you come, I will cover food and shelter, and I will never let you suffer a little."
"Really, so generous? That's a deal."
"Okay, it's a deal! You must always remember."
(End of Volume Two) (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, author support, and genuine reading!)