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Chapter 7 Brother Haonan Appears!

The life of the third year of high school is tense and fulfilling. Usually, there is only a moment of rest during dinner. At this time, boarding students can go back to the dormitory and lie down, or wash clothes. This is the most lively time on campus.

"Oh, Qingyun, you really changed your clothes. Is there a happy event? Or is the sun coming out from the west?" Hu Zhonglin sarcastically said to Yang Qingyun who had just returned from taking a shower.

Yang Qingyun smiled gently and quickly hung the freshly washed clothes on the corridor outside the dormitory: "I am following the example, all kinds of yesterday, such as death yesterday, all kinds of today, such as birth today!"

Hu Zhonglin smiled and said, "You kid has become so different these two days. I think you are being stimulated? By the way, what happened to Si Qiao when she asked you yesterday? Tell me honestly, don't worry, even if there is a big disaster, brothers, let's take it together!"

Yang Qingyun glanced at the black boy in front of him, and was quite moved. The friendship in his youth was very pure. Yang Qingyun's best brothers in high school were Hu Zhonglin, and the other was Zhang Yi from Class 126 now.

It’s a pity that there were no mobile phones and QQs in that era. After graduating from high school, several people had communication with each other, but they didn’t last long, and the contact was broken, and this break was permanent.

The boys do not recognize the taste of sorrow and often think that parting is far away. In fact, gathering and separation are all inadvertently. Time passes quietly, and many people around us have changed. Many people we cherish very much quietly disappear. In the end, these people only exist in the deepest part of their memory.

There are eight people living in the dormitory of the senior high school senior high school. In addition to Hu Zhonglin, there are six people. The relationship between the people in the dormitory is pretty good. Just as Hu Zhonglin and Yang Qingyun were talking, the dormitory boss Li Xiong walked in from outside.

"Boss, how come you don't look good?" Hu Zhonglin said. Li Xiong was not only the oldest in the dormitory, but also a sports student. He can speak with Wen Rong and Sun Kai, a popular figure on campus, so he has the greatest face.

Li Xiong usually depends on Li Xiong to settle any difficulties in the dormitory, or who is bullied. Therefore, Li Xiong is the backbone in the dormitory.

Li Xiong glanced at Hu Zhonglin, his eyes fell on Yang Qingyun and said, "Yang Qingyun, you can do it, TMD Wenrong, you dare to offend him? If you really want to ask for a blow, don't take us with you. Hey, wait, Wenrong is going to cause trouble for you, I can't cover you!"

Hu Zhonglin's face changed drastically and he said, "Oh, what's going on? Qingyun, you...you...what did you?"

"Boss, have you heard any news? Qingyun, what other clothes are you hanging? Why don't you come over and talk to the boss?"

Li Xiong smiled and said, "When we were doing training, Wenrong said that Yang Qingyun had thick skin and had to be repaired. Who dared to say no after he spoke? It's hard to ask, darn!"

He rolled his eyes at Yang Qingyun and said, "Do you know whose Ma Zi Si Qiao is? Are you sitting at the same table with her? Are you slapped Wenrong in the face?

Also, Cheng Jinrang's uncle is Deputy Director Song. If you offend him, isn't it uncomfortable to feel comfortable?...hey..."

"This...this..." Hu Zhonglin was even more panicked and said, "It's unfair, boss, you can't blame Qingyun for Si Qiao's affairs! She asked me to change the position, and I dare not change it! Who dares to offend Si Qiao? Boss, tell Wen Rong, don't let him hold a grudge against Qingyun..."

"Okay, can it make sense? I'm..." Li Xiong said halfway, and someone suddenly shouted outside: "Wen Rong is here..."

"Boom!" As soon as the people shouted at each dormitory were blown up as if they were cheering, a group of people came from the school road from afar. Look, these people were not wearing school uniforms, all of them had long hair or middle-parted parts. The leader was tall, wearing a pair of frosted jeans, wearing a pair of Nike sneakers, and putting their hands in the front pants pocket. They had a huge aura, which was a bit like Chen Haonan's appearance in the young and dandy movie. This person was a starring figure Wen Rong.

Hu Zhonglin was so scared that his face turned pale. He pulled Yang Qingyun to say something, but found that Yang Qingyun was actually laughing. He widened his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost, and what he wanted to say was swallowed back by him.

Wen Rong walked over and followed a group of fans. From the perspective of this era, they were all unique, dressed in strange clothes, and had a very arrogant attitude. They walked like crabs, and their eyes were stumbled around and watched.

When you touch someone, you roll your eyes and roar with an arrogant and domineering roar:

"What are you looking at? You're looking for a slap?"

The roar immediately scared the onlookers to retreat.

The one who likes to yell the most around Wen Rong is Ma Ping. This guy is from Cheng Jinrang's hometown. Hu Zhonglin touched Yang Qingyun and whispered: "Be careful of Ma Ping, this guy is very poisonous!"

While speaking, the storm came over in a huge storm. Ma Ping pulled his neck and shouted: "TMD, everyone who has nothing to do will get out of here. Brother Wenrong wants to change his clothes here!"

Li Xiong stood up with a smile, pretended to be very old-fashioned and said to Wen Rong: "Boss Wen, come, come!"

He took out a few loose cigarettes from under the pillow of the bed like a magic trick, handed them to Wen Rong, and then took out a lighter and "swish" to turn on the fire. Wen Rong lit the cigarette, took a sip, and smiled:

"Fuck Li Xiong is a rich man, and the smoke is full of white sand!"

Li Xiong said: "My brother bought a few yesterday, but he was reluctant to suck it. Boss Wen only sucked one when he came!" After that, he also ordered one for himself and sucked the clouds and mist.

Look at his appearance, he obviously had a strange movement, but he tried his best to pretend to be sophisticated. It was quite clumsy and funny to Yang Qingyun. There were many people in the dormitory, and the atmosphere seemed to be slightly relieved. Ma Ping saw Yang Qingyun at a glance, stepped on the bed next to Yang Qingyun, glanced at him and said arrogantly: "Are you Yang Qingyun?"

Yang Qingyun ignored him, reached out to Li Xiong's pillow and took out a cigarette, naturally stuffed it into his mouth, and said to Li Xiong: "Where is the fire?"

"Uh..." Li Xiong was stunned for a moment, his eyes were only rolling out of his sockets. When did this kid Yang Qingyun still smoke?

You should know that in that era, students who dared to smoke in school were labeled as bad students. Only Wen Rong and Sun Kai, who dared to smoke in school, did Li Xiong dare not smoke on weekdays!

Li Xiong's hands were a little stiff, and his tongue could not turn around. He subconsciously handed the lighter to Yang Qingyun. Yang Qingyun lit the cigarette and took a deep breath. The familiar smell of tobacco was held in his lungs for a while before he vomited it out quietly.

How could he behave like a rookie in the first brother? He was obviously an old Yankee. His movements were much more skillful than Wen Rong.

"You TM..." Ma Ping felt that he was humiliated, so he swears and raised his hand to give Yang Qingyun a sneer. Yang Qingyun sneered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said to Ma Ping:

"You guys go out first, I'll talk to Wenrong about something!"

Ma Ping and Yang Qingyun looked at each other, and his heart couldn't help but sink. You know, Yang Qingyun, a high school student, had been struggling along the coast for twenty years, and was still a little bit at the age of forty. This process was not all sunny!

At the end of the last century, I had to make a name for myself in Guangdong. I dared not fight or fight, and sometimes I didn’t even see any blood. A country boy in the countryside had no culture and no background, so why should I stand out?
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