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At the request of Yang Qingwu to recall his youthful high school years, Cai Yanzhi and Zhao Jia took him to the classroom.

Walking to Cai Yanzhi's seat, Yang Qingwu casually flipped through the books and materials placed on the table, looked at the blackboard, and asked Zhao Jia:

"Are you sitting there?"

"It's right behind you!"

Zhao Jia, who was very dissatisfied with Yang Qingwu, wasted his time and said angrily:

"I was also in the fourth row back then, but I was on the right aisle on the far left. Alas! Time flies so fast!"

Yang Qingwu casually wrote on the manuscript on Cai Yanzhi's desk that time flies and the beauty is gone.

"I had a crush on a girl back then. She was as beautiful as you, and she also had a ponytail. She had a good grade, but she was not as good as me. Haha, I haven't seen her for many years and I don't know if she has ever married!"

Yang Qingwu looked around the classroom with some emotion, his eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't look at Cai Yanzhi standing beside him, and said to himself:

When Cai Yanzhi heard him say this, she was a little uneasy and didn't know how to answer.

"You are good at studying? We were always ranked according to our grades. At the beginning, I liked to sit in that position, but later in order to see her every day, I sat in the fourth row!"

Yang Qingwu pointed to the leftmost position of the first row near the aisle, which was the position of the boy named Miao Gaomeng.

"Um."

Cai Yanzhi looked at this strange young man, not old, with light green stubble, slightly pale and thin cheeks, not very good-looking, but it also tasted in her eyes. Her outfit was so shabby in the bustling and fashionable Shanghai, especially the pair of cloth shoes, which was really rare.

However, in Cai Yanzhi's opinion, it is different from any man she has seen before, and it seems that there is something called temperament.

After a while, Yang Qingwu, who sighed softly, looked at Cai Yanzhi, who was standing beside him, and asked softly with a slight smile between his eyebrows and eyes:

"May I have your name?"

"Cai Yanzhi, words are words of language, and zhi is the zhi of Ganoderma lucidum."

It's a very ordinary name. I thought my parents didn't bother much when they were named. I didn't expect that she would be as beautiful as today. Cai Yanzhi also introduced it in a bit cliché:

Yang Qingwu nodded gently, picked up the fountain pen that had a little paint loss, and murmured: "Yanzhi, Rouge?" He wrote:

"Eat rouge, hold your heart, and build a big man, embroider the red flowers, sing the green clothes, and the little lady, follow me to see the scenery!"

There is no demanding elegance and elegance of dragons and phoenixes, but only neatness and tranquility, with a unique charm.

Cai Yanzhi saw the lines of words written by Yang Qingwu on the manuscript, her eyes lit up slightly, her pretty face turned slightly red, and her tone was a little shy and said in a shy and narrow voice:

“What scenery is there to see?”

The sound was weak and unpleasant, as if he didn't even hear it clearly. Seeing that Yang Qingwu was rotating the pen in his hand casually, without responding, thinking that he didn't hear it either, he let out a sigh of relief, but he was also a little disappointed and empty.

"Let's see this country is like a painting, and you will be beautiful and beautiful all your life!"

Yang Qingwu, who was gentle and serious, was stunned, crossed Cai Yanzhi's ponytail and looked at the blue sky in a corner of the window and said:

Cai Yanzhi, who was already a little surprised, was still as if someone had discovered a treasured secret and was still hiding some uneasy expression. Zhao Hao, the little bastard, stood at the door with the kitchen knife in his hand and shouted.

"Dao, have you finished remembering your childhood? I'm starving to death!"

"…………Uh! It’s not childhood, it’s high school time, so let’s go!"

As he said that, Yang Qingwu closed the pen and placed it on the table and stood up quietly.

Cai Yanzhi gave in to the side, hoping that Yang Qingwu would walk in front.

When it was closest to Yang Qing's black ears, Cai Yanzhi opened her red lips lightly, lowered her head slightly and said ok!

Although the voice was small, she was sure that Yang Qingwu could hear and understand it.

Even though Yang Qingwu did not respond, she was still sure he had heard it.

After cleaning up the desk that was knocked over when he was beaten in the classroom, the boy named Miao Gaomeng left quietly. Jiang Zhuohe, who was standing at the door, could see that he wanted to look back and see something, but he still held it back.

Because of this setback, it has been a long time since Zhao Jia has no need to go home. Cai Yanzhi and her deskmates both live on campus, so it doesn’t matter.

In order not to delay the afternoon class, Yang Qingwu led them to find a cleaner noodle restaurant on the snack street near the school gate. Each of them ordered a portion of Lanzhou ramen, but they didn't even ask for dishes.

Everyone lowered their heads to eat noodles, and only Zhao Hao, the little bastard, was speechless and expressed his admiration for Yang Qingwu's domineering expression today.

The saliva flew over and attracted several chestnuts from Zhao Jia, but this did not stop him.

"What's the name of that guy who packs things?"

Yang Qingwu asked while picking the noodles:

"Miao Gaomeng, she is pretty good!"

Zhao Jia replied:

"Well, he has a crush on you!"

Yang Qingwu said to Cai Yanzhi, who was sitting next to her very ladylike, who was picking noodles to eat:

"Thank you for helping me today!"

"Do you feel about him?"

"You won today!"

Cai Yanzhi paused her chopsticks and said in a cold tone:

The inexplicable answer made Yang Qingwu frown gently, and said with a little unrighteous smile:

"Uh...what do you want to marry a man?"

"If you like a millionaire, you will marry a billionaire, you will marry a billionaire!"

"Oh, hehe, don't you just want to marry a rich man? I'm a pauper!"

"If you marry you, you can have a meal!"

"Then do you eat a lot? I am so poor that I can't even support myself!"

"Not much, not much, you can eat less in the future."

Cai Yanzhi, who used to be like an iceberg goddess, was rarely able to treat anyone with a false opinion. Today, she was shocked by the half-true jokes with Yang Qingwu.

But the two of them thought to themselves that maybe Cai Yanzhi was thanking Yang Qingwu for helping him clear the siege!

However, as Cai Yanzhi bit the noodles in the bowl bit by bit, blinked her big watery eyes, and with a hint of a hint of nonsense with Yang Qingwu, it had a taste of the real thing when it was fake.

"Ahem...I just had enough food for myself! Alas!"

Yang Qingwu remembered Jiang Qianru and said with a rare kind heart:

"Oh, that's it! Then you can starve me to death a little bit!"

Listening to Yang Qingwu's words, Cai Yanzhi's pretty face darkened, lowered her eyes, lowered her chopsticks, and said quietly:

Yang Qingwu didn't say anything, so he quickly finished the noodles and walked to the counter to pay the bill.

Fortunately, I went out to bring money today. Thirty yuan is not too expensive, but Yang Qingwu still felt a little painful and thought about whether he could get the boss’s wife to reimburse him when he went back!

Waiting for everyone to finish eating, Yang Qingwu sent them to the school gate.

Looking at Zhao Jia, he said:

"I'll go back first when someone bullies you and your classmates and call home!"

Yang Qingwu, who was about to leave after saying that, was stopped by Cai Yanzhi behind him.

"What? Is there something wrong?"

"Can you say a few words to me there?"

After hesitating for a moment, Cai Yanzhi simply let go and said calmly:

After hearing this, Yang Qingwu was stunned for a moment, Cao Ruiting and Zhao Jia looked at each other!

Walking to a place with few people, the tall Cai Yanzhi looked at Yang Qingwu's face full of confusion, and said coldly and uneasy:

"What kind of girls do you like?"

"Ahem... Do you want to tell you this?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Qingwu was a little surprised when he was such a problem.

"want!"

"Uh!.........................., it's fine if it's a bit handsome, has a bit of temperament and culture!"

"Then do you think I match it?"

"You are pretty good, but you're too young!"

Yang Qingwu coughed awkwardly when he heard this, and said with a hint:

"I'm not young anymore."

With a slight thrust, Cai Yanzhi blushed like an apple, and her white neck also had a faint blush. She bit her lip and said clearly:

"We are not suitable for this!"
To be continued...