Zhongzhou was so hot in July that it was so hot that it was breathless. The electric fan beside him squeaked until noon. It was not until the sun was about to make the bamboo mat hot that the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of

My parents went out early in the morning. No matter what era, when doing small businesses, they had to get up early and work hard for a cent.

Zhongzhou Airport was built in 1997, and after it was opened, the word "international" was immediately put on the word "international" - even if there were only a few small countries in South Korea and Southeast Asia at that time.

It takes more than fifty kilometers to take the airport expressway, and the transportation in the past few months is not very convenient.

When it comes to childhood, Qi Ming has become accustomed to waking up early in the morning and his parents have left home, and the whole house is empty.

This has developed a good habit of Qi Ming, which is that he is particularly independent compared to his peers.

When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, Qi Ming, who was not as tall as the stove, was already carrying a small stool in the kitchen to cook for himself.

So much so that Qiming, who later generations cooked very deliciously, was praised by everyone.

Even though she is busy with work, Dai Lijuan has always arranged things in her life in an orderly manner, and she will not make Qi Ming feel that her life is a little confused because of her busyness.

My mother is thrifty in the family, so although the furniture of the family is simple, it is definitely clean and spotless.

At the same time, she always keeps some food in the refrigerator so that Qiming can cook by herself when she is not at home.

This was something that Dai Lijuan was proud of later, because Qi Ming never let her worry about life since she was a child.

After washing up, Qi Ming took an egg from the old Xinfei refrigerator, and poured the leftover rice from last night into the pot. However, a portion of fried rice was formed after a long time.

Then, I picked up two cucumbers of sauce that my mother had already marinated, and then steamed with hot and distinctive egg fried rice. I was so satisfied with eating it.

After a meal, there was a knock on the door outside the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a little black fat man with a big head and a small figure standing at the door with a broken sweat.

The fat little black man is named Liu Xuqiang. He has been classmates with Qi Ming from elementary school to junior high school.

The two have been friends since childhood. They went to the moat to catch loaches together, went to the black computer room together, skipped classes together, and peeked at the computer D disk together...

Liu Xuqiang's family lives nearby. His father runs a bun shop, and it is very hard to get up early and go to bed late.

But the buns made are thin and have a big filling, so the nearby streets are well known.

In Qi Ming's memory, it should be that Liu Xuqiang's father suddenly bought a shop half a street side by side in 2008.

Of course, it is impossible to buy half of the street by selling buns, but because the Liu family has been demolished.

The moment the door was opened, the fat black man saw Qi Ming wearing a white vest and a pair of gray shorts underneath at a glance, and said, "You haven't woken up, right? It's time. Have you forgotten that we made an appointment to go back to school today to thank the teacher?"

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten. The sun is poisoning now. I'm going out to walk around the streets under the high temperature of almost forty degrees outside. I'm worried that you will be darker than you are now when you look back."

"Get out!" Liu Xuqiang cursed with a smile: "I just think it's not appropriate for us to go too late."

Welcomed the fat black man Liu Xuqiang into the door, Qi Ming turned on his own air conditioner, which would make a slight noise whenever it was started.

Although this thing is a bit noisy, it is characterized by solid cooling, and of course it also consumes a lot of power.

Therefore, it usually doesn't turn on in the morning in summer, and it will only turn on when it is hot at noon.

He took out a bottle of green drink from the refrigerator and threw it to the fat man with black drink. Drinks are a striking brand.

In the late 1990s, this Coca-Cola company was popular all over the country. It was the national fat man of that era.

After taking a sip into his stomach, Liu Xuqiang smacked his lips and felt the sourness of the apples between his lips and teeth. This guy looked comfortable and satisfied.

"Last week, my dad took me to Shanghai. On the one hand, I saw the school that I would stay for four years in the future, and on the other hand, I thought it was a graduation trip. Not to mention that Shanghai is worthy of being a big city, the tall buildings, the cities, the cars, the tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, what kind of pomp would I see."

Liu Xuqiang lifted up his shirt, patted his soft and round belly and sat on the sofa and sighed.

The concept of first-tier cities in that era was still very vague. If we had to divide them strictly, Zhongzhou, even if it was a provincial capital, would probably not even be in line with the fourth tier at this time.

Even if it was barely designated as a new first-tier city or a national central city later, it would have happened in one or three years.

So for Liu Xuqiang, Shanghai is a distant and prosperous place.

"Qi Ming, don't you plan to go to Shanghai or to see the engineering environment?"

"I won't go, leave some room for imagination." Qi Ming said with a smile.

"There are not many people who have been admitted to Shanghai in this class, except for you and me - I heard that Fang Wenjin was admitted to Donghua University." Liu Xuqiang gave himself a sip of drink, and said to Qi Ming with a wink.

There are few people in No. 7 Middle School who don’t know Fang Wenjin. She is extroverted and cheerful, but she is very good-looking.

He has excellent grades so much that he has been ranked among the top five in the school all year round, especially his English scores. He speaks so well that he can chat and laugh with foreigners in the English corner on weekends.

Even though her studies in her senior year are so tight, she occasionally translates some foreign articles and spends money on the manuscripts. Some of them are used to buy some unpopular books, and some of them are saved by her mother, which is said to be the living expenses of going to college.

Although Fang Wenjin's family conditions were not needed at all, she, a senior high school student, worked part-time to earn money subsidies.

As for translating foreign articles, it is only purely her personal hobby.

In the eyes of teachers and parents, she can easily apply for a book without working hard, and then use snacks to either Tsinghua University or Peking University.

In the eyes of boys in high school, such girls are the kind of girl who pass by each other even in the school corridor, and they can still be remembered for the whole day.

It is impossible for Qi Ming to insist that he has no idea about such a beautiful girl, but Qi Ming in his previous life did not bother abroad until Fang Wenjin went abroad in his sophomore year.

"Fang Wenjin also went to Shanghai to study, and it was still a very awesome Donghua University. To be honest, the three of us are all from the same junior high school. Although they are different classes, you have been Sima Zhao for so many years. I am afraid that everyone knows Fang Wenjin's little bit," Liu Xu came up to Qi Ming and said.

"I want me to tell you that when you go to university, you can't let the pig heads of Donghua University give Fang Wenjin a cabbage. You have to work hard, after all, you may not be able to do one of the second-tier universities."

Qi Ming was calm when he was teasing. After all, he was middle-aged in his previous life and did not dare to say that he had seen all the worldly affairs, but he did not think of a pure girl, and the few jokes between his childhood playmates, so he turned shy and blushed, making him look innocent.

Waiting for Liu Xuqiang to blow the air conditioner, Qi Ming rode his bicycle to the school with him.

Even though the sun was about to set, the two of them were already sweating profusely when they arrived at school.

He spoke to the guard and went straight to the school and went to the teacher's office building.

Qi Ming and Liu Xuqiang were indeed the last ones to come, but it was better to come early than early formation.

As soon as he entered the office, Qi Ming not only saw Lao Cai, the head teacher sitting at his desk, but also saw Fang Wenjin, the school beauty at No. 7 Middle School who was still talking about half an hour ago.

Lao Cai, who has been teaching for more than ten years, still has a simple and pedantic attitude. He sat at his desk, surrounded by Qiming's classmates, surrounded by him.

Although Qi Ming and his group of students had graduated, everyone was still standing in front of Lao Cai, and their bodies were still straight like flagpoles on the playground.

Even Fang Wenjin, who is known as the pride of No. 7 Middle School, is no exception.

I saw her slender waist straightened against the background of her flawless white shirt, which showed a pure and simple curvaceous beauty with her figure that was waiting to be put on like a flower stamen in the early spring.

The soft hair is simply tied up, hanging on the shoulders like a static point, and the tender and fair temples are slightly slim and swaying in the wind.

Qi Ming, who was standing beside him, thought that he and Fang Wenjin had not seen each other for more than ten years.

Now when I saw Fang Wenjin again, the clean and refreshing feeling that was only eighteen years old was slowly blowing at the moment like a breeze.

"Qi Ming is here?" The head teacher Lao Cai is almost forty years old. He is very scholarly, but he is not pedantic.

The lecture may not be too funny or humorous, but in private it is definitely not a stereotyped middle-aged teacher, and even occasionally speaks golden sentences to show the humor of his generation.

When Lao Cai saw Qi Ming, his mouth raised slightly, his eyes slightly complicated, which was a feeling of praise and regret: "I heard that you were admitted to the School of Art and Design at Shanghai Engineering University. Actually, when you were taking the art exam in the first semester of your senior year, I told your mother privately that although your grades are not outstanding, you may be able to get a copy after some hardship."

Qi Ming said in his heart: Do you think I have any choice? After rebirth and return, the college entrance examination results will all come out.

"But it's not bad. I've seen the painting you draw, it's really good." Old Cai crossed his legs, twisted his insulated pot and took a sip. The soaked tea leaves that were no longer tasted, were covered with all the corners of his mouth.

Then Lao Cai commented on each student, which was the last warning to Qi Ming and his class of graduates.

Before leaving, Lao Cai handed over to everyone a notepad. In addition to the student's name, there was also a sentence written by Lao Cai in a vigorous and powerful thin gold body and through the back of the paper. Everyone's sentences were different, which was the teacher's expectation for each student.

Qi Ming was the last one to leave the office because Lao Cai left him alone.

I saw Lao Cai take out a paperback "Flower Moon Seal" from the bottom of the drawer and put it in front of Qi Ming.

Although this novel from the Qing Dynasty is about talented men and beautiful women, the worldly and worldly romance, the content that has not been deleted is purely a book of the Eighteen Forbidden Books.

Then Lao Cai said to Qi Ming with your expression on his face: "Books are good books, and stories are also good stories. But the confiscation of your books back then was not only because you read them in class, but mainly because of the narrow and ambiguous descriptions inside, which are not suitable for you in the first year of high school. Now that you have graduated, I still hope that you don't just stare at the stories of talented men and beautiful women inside. The narrative writing techniques that are full of veins and thousands of miles are worth learning."

Lao Cai did not give Qi Ming in front of everyone, but on the one hand, he was concerned about his students' self-esteem.

On the other hand, he, a simple and old scholar, was ashamed to take out the book with a more explicit cover in front of so many people.

Qi Mingze smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lao Cai, after you confiscate this book, I rented another one and read all the ones I didn't have time to read in one night."

"Boy! Take it away quickly." Old Cai said with a giggle and laughter: "I went to university to study hard, don't hang out with my classmates in the dormitory. Wasting time is also the original sin."

Qi Ming smiled and put away the book "Flower Moon Seal" with obvious traces of reading, and then said to Lao Cai: "Don't just be a candle. You know it's shining and hot all day long. It's time to eat in the morning. Don't dizzy with low blood sugar and let your students take you to the infirmary. It's so sank."

Old Cai was slightly stunned and immediately became silly happy: "Okay, okay, hurry up and go home."

Just waiting for Qi Ming to turn and leave the office, Lao Cai sat on a wooden chair and recalled that he had been teaching for more than ten years, Qi Ming seemed to be the most special one.

The senior high school students are actually older and have passed the rebellious period.

But the closer the college entrance examination is, the greater the psychological pressure for everyone.

Especially for key middle schools like No. 7 Middle School, whether it is students with average academic performance or excellent students with top grades, there are occasional red-eyed quarrels between teachers and students.

But Qi Ming is the only one who is not outstanding in his academic performance, he handles it with ease whether it is dealing with the relationship between classmates or between teachers.

Whether it is to treat the head teacher Lao Cai or other teachers, he always smiles.

Other teachers in the senior year of high school also seem to have a general consensus about Qi Ming, that is, although they are teachers, their identities are naturally higher than those of students.

But when you are with Qiming, you don’t feel any distance.

...

After leaving the office, Liu Xuqiang was still waiting for him, but unexpectedly, Fang Wenjin and several other students did not leave either.

When Fang Wenjin saw Qi Ming coming out, she was curious about why Yu head teacher Lao Cai left Qi Ming alone, but her arrogant personality made her unwilling to ask questions on her own.
Chapter completed!