In Qingzhou City, with a population of more than 6 million, countless wonderful dramas are staged every moment. Whether Mu Zechen is doubtful or Yuan Dazhu is careless, Ji Zheng, as a small figure, has only stirred up a little wave in their lives and then disappeared. Their eyes and energy are all focused on the fierce struggle that is about to unfold in the city. Whether they are in the game or not, they all understand that the game of Qingzhou has reached the point where the dagger is revealed.
After Zhou Yuanting broke up with Xu Fuyan, he abandoned the municipal party committee in early August and forcibly initiated the bankruptcy liquidation procedure of Qinghua Plant. After the consent of the Municipal Bureau of Industry, Qinghua Plant formally filed for bankruptcy with the Qingzhou Municipal People's Court and held the first creditors' meeting in mid-August. According to the plan, the court will rule that Qinghua Plant is bankrupt in September, and then the municipal government will designate the finance, supervision, audit, taxation and other departments to set up a bankruptcy liquidation team to lead and carry out the next step of work. However, the convening of the Fifth Plenary Session of the 19th Central Committee on September 25th completely disrupted the established rhythm. Xu Fuyan took advantage of the plenary session to create momentum and forcibly dragged Zhou Yuanting's steps, and the Qinghua Plant's affairs were temporarily stagnant.
But to everyone's surprise, after more than ten days of waiting, Zhou Yuanting suddenly took action, borrowed the official hats of Yang Yihang to intimidate the Qingzhou officialdom, and once again successfully launched the bankruptcy plan of Qinghua Factory. On the second day after Ji Zheng disappeared, the liquidation team officially entered the Qinghua Factory.
The arrow is on the string, ready to be fired!
Despite the dire situation, Wen Liang arrived at school early as if nothing had happened. As soon as he sat down, he immediately went to search Ren Yi's desk.
Ren Yi said angrily, "Brother Wen, breaking into someone's house is called stealing. If you do this, where will you put me, your master?"
"Brother Ren, can we speak Mandarin?" Wen Liang asked casually. Finally, he found the chemistry homework book in a corner and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Please call me Yang Xiaoxie, Brother Yang from now on!"
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment. With his unparalleled knowledge of living twice and roaming the Internet, he was familiar with names like Mo Hou, Jackal, Little Hands, and Lian Hua, but he had never heard of Yang Xiaoxie.
"Well... Brother Yang, where does the name come from? What's the story behind it? Also, didn't you say last time that you wanted to quit the entertainment industry, stay away from role-playing, and concentrate on being a poet?"
"Have you read Gu Cheng's poems?" Ren Yi sighed, and without waiting for Wen Liang to answer, he murmured: "You look at me for a while, and then at the clouds. I feel that when you look at me, you are very far away, and when you look at the clouds, you are very close."
Wen Liang is a layman, and never thought that modern poetry was touching. But at this moment, listening to Ren Yi's deep voice and looking at his immature face, I suddenly felt that at this age when I was forced to express my sorrow in order to compose new poems, being able to simply like someone was not a very happy thing.
Unfortunately, he didn't have that kind of sentiment in his previous life, and now he no longer has that kind of state of mind.
"After reading this poem, I realized that people should not be too rigid. Since you are very close to the clouds when you look at them, why don't I just go to the other side of the clouds? So I went back to my old job. In the world of novels, I am really close to her!"
Wen Liang was speechless, thinking that the flirtatious look she had just given to a blind man, so she ignored him and opened her homework book to copy. The third period was chemistry, and she had to make up for the past two days before Si Yajing checked.
"Brother Wen, it's not a good idea for you to keep doing this. You should treat me if I keep copying my homework, right?"
"Bah! You still have the nerve to say that? Last time I copied your math homework, you got thirteen out of twenty wrong. Brother Yang, are you sure you're really using your head and not your butt to do the questions?"
Ji Su's familiar laughter came from behind, Wen Liang turned his head helplessly and said, "Student Ji Su, you have great potential to play Liao Zhai recently." The 1995 version of Liao Zhai is being broadcast on CCTV, and the screams of ghosts can be heard in the classroom every day. Originally, the uncle wanted to say why you prefer to use the back door recently, but he swallowed the words back when he got to his lips. After so many things, even though he has become much closer to Ji Su psychologically, looking at her breathtaking appearance, Wen Liang still involuntarily distanced himself from each other.
If it were Xu Yao, Uncle Wen would have cursed her countless times.
Ji Su didn't say anything either, with a clear smile on his face. He put the soy milk bag in his hand on Wen Liang's desk, then took out his homework book from his schoolbag and handed it over.
This was the second time since the day before yesterday that Ji Su openly brought him breakfast, and it was very likely that he would continue to do so. After the first shock, many people expressed that they were under great pressure, wondering how a boy with the lowest grades, ordinary looks, and no shining points other than fighting and speaking could make Ji Su so worried
In this era, the first principle of pairing that students generally agree on is that the grades should be proportional. And ten years later, the first choice of high school beauties is to be able to cover up, play, and be naughty enough.
With the experience from last time, and once again surrounded by all kinds of strange looks, Wen Liang was thick-skinned enough to remain calm. He took the bag and said in a low voice, "Actually, you don't have to do this, really..."
Ji Su smiled but didn't respond. He pointed at the homework book and said softly, "Hurry up and copy it. Be careful that Teacher Si will pick you out."
Don't be careful. Wen Liang is very self-aware. Si Yajing will definitely not let him off today.
A male student sitting in the front row turned his head and said very seriously: "Student Ji Su, as a study committee member, it is wrong for you to lend your homework to your classmates to copy!"
This thin boy wearing beer bottle glasses is called Gao Fan. In the following eight years, he became the most amazing legend in Qingyi Middle School. In order to be admitted to Tsinghua University, he studied for five years in No. 1 Middle School. He got up at four o'clock every morning to go to the classroom for early reading. After the lights in the classroom were turned off at nine o'clock in the evening, he studied by himself with candles until twelve o'clock, and then climbed down the water pipe and went to the second-floor dormitory to sleep. This process was rarely interrupted during the five years of his review. Even if he was working hard, he could not compare to his hardship. However, one year after Wenliang graduated from University, he returned to Qingzhou and heard from his former classmates that Gao Fan was finally admitted to a fine arts college in Beijing. Perhaps there, his dream of Tsinghua University would be closer.
Although it is said that there must be something hateful about pitiful people, Wen Liang still has great sympathy for such a person when he lives his life again.
Wen Liang smiled and said, "The disciplinary committee is here to help the poor students learn. Gao Fan, you have to understand."
Gao Fan adjusted his glasses and said, "Don't make excuses. If you really copied, I will tell the teacher!"
Ren Yi slammed the table and said angrily: "How can you talk like that?"
Wen Liang held Ren Yi, ignored him, threw Ren Yi's notebook aside, and copied Ji Su's. Gao Fan snorted and turned away. Ji Su wanted to say something but was stopped by Wen Liang's eyes. She knew that Wen Liang didn't care about Gao Fan at all, so she didn't care anymore.
After Ji Su left, Ren Yi knocked on the table and said angrily: "Brother, do you have to be so realistic? After all, you have been copying me for a month..."
"Well, if you can tell me why your answer to the first equation is different from Ji Su's, I will treat you to a meal!" Wen Liang pointed at the first question in the homework and said jokingly.
Ren Yi took a closer look and found that his own was not balanced. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Occasionally, occasionally..."
In the third chemistry class, Si Yajing wanted to check yesterday's homework. As expected, the first person she called on was Wen Liang. She took a quick look at the homework book and praised him, "Well, this time it's very good. The correct rate is 100%. Wen Liang has made significant progress."
"Teacher, Wen Liang copied Ji Su's homework this morning. I saw it with my own eyes."
("Yang Xiaoxie" is written by Li Liang. Maybe many people haven't read it^_^. The legend of the eight-year war of resistance against Japan is a true story. I suddenly remembered this person. I don't know how he is now...)
Qidian Chinese website www. welcomes all book lovers to read. The latest, fastest and hottest serialized works are all on Qidian Original! (To be continued)