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On March 26, 2005, Guangyuan Middle School.
As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the students left the school in twos and threes like caged birds, ready to go home.
"Wow!"
A girl who walked out of the school gate first yelled exaggeratedly.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The girls who came out from behind also screamed, with nympho looks on their faces, all in a state of being overwhelmed.
The boys, on the other hand, looked at the nympho girls around them with contempt, and at the same time looked at the handsome man at the school gate with complicated emotions.
This man looked to be about 25 years old, tall and straight, handsome, with a cold demeanor. He was dressed in a tall black suit, which added a bit of stern aura, making people afraid to approach him.
Such a man, placed in the movie lens, should be holding a knife and gun in his hand.
But at this time, he was holding a large bouquet of long-necked red roses dotted with white gypsophila. There was a warm smile on his slightly thin lips, and a hint of longing and enthusiasm in his slightly brown pupils. Looking forward to looking at the school gate.
"What a handsome man!"
The girls watched from a distance, talking excitedly, "He's even more handsome than a movie star!"
"Who are you waiting for with roses? Who is so happy? If I can have such a man waiting for me, I can die immediately."
"So handsome, so handsome!"
All kinds of nympho chatter started, and everyone didn't rush home like before, but was waiting to see who this super handsome guy was waiting for.
They filtered the female teachers in the school one by one in their minds, and felt that no female teacher's temperament was worthy of such a man.
If it's not the female teacher in the school, then it's the school belle of Guangyuan Middle School
But it seems that Huang Yating, the school belle, already has a boyfriend, a rich second generation who drives a fancy luxury car to pick her up every day.
At this time, the rich second generation came driving his new white Maserati. Seeing so many people watching at the door, he thought they were watching him. hair, waiting for his goddess to come out with a posture that he thought was very chic.
But soon he discovered that everyone's focus was not on him, but on the other side.
He followed his gaze and saw a tall man standing beside him with a bouquet of roses in his hands.
"Cut, pretend to be poor!"
The rich second generation sneered, "How handsome is he? Not even half as handsome as me!"
At this time, his goddess, Huang Yating, the school belle of Guangyuan Middle School, was wearing a light and elegant white dress, and floated out like a fairy being held by several girls.
Today is her birthday, and she knew that her boyfriend was coming, so she was going to take a few of her followers out to have a good time.
Seeing so many classmates gathered at the door, she was overjoyed, thinking that her boyfriend had done some shocking and romantic act for her, and everyone gathered around to watch.
Every time her boyfriend came to pick her up in a fancy luxury car, sitting in the passenger seat next to him under the envious eyes of all the classmates gave her the greatest satisfaction of vanity.
Although the boyfriend is not handsome or tall enough, the family is rich enough, which is enough.
"Wow! Yating, your boyfriend drove a new car today, Maserati, maybe tens of millions?"
A girl next to her saw the Maserati and cried out enviously.
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[Hee hee, skip to two years later, when Zimei was 18 years old, you know. . . .]