There are not many fresh graduates in the county high school, so I can only get three classes together. There are only a few dozen candidates assigned to the No. 1 Middle School Examination Hall, and the small guesthouse on the roadside can be easily occupied.

Song Song pushed the door and walked into his room, and saw a familiar person sitting next to his bed listening to music, using new neck-wearing headphones.

This guy exudes the aura of a rich man all over his body.

Even though it has been twenty years apart, Song Song still has some impression of his old classmates who have been classmates for three years. This person is named Yang Guang, with a bright name but a bad personality. He is the top leader of the county high school.

Song Song remembered that Lao Cai had a headache for a while when he was assigned to the leadership of the No. 1 Middle School in the city. He didn't know who should arrange to squeeze in with Yang Guang.

Yang Guang's family is well off. I heard that his mother took him to marry a wealthy man from the provincial capital after divorce and lived a long life as a young master. Later, it is said that he injured his younger brother and was sent back to his hometown to reflect on his hometown.

He has a bad temper and goes fishing for three days in school and has two days of drying the net. He can never talk when he gets along with others. The director of the teacher who is famous outside has been fisted by him. After three years, even a good socialist like Song Song has not been able to get along with him.

Song Song thought that he had seen Yang Guang several times at school. This person was smoking, obviously an old cigarette gun. He moved his fingers and became addicted to smoking. He didn't smoke on the snow-capped mountains. Now he was sure that he had returned to 1997 and he couldn't help but think about it again.

"Do you have cigarettes?" Song Song asked.

Between men, it is normal to ask for a cigarette. Can borrowing cigarettes be considered a loan? Not counted!

Yang Guang paused, raised his dark eyes and looked at Song Song.

He remembered Song Song, who was Lao Cai's favorite disciple.

It is the kind of good student who is always kept by Lao Cai and said, "This brat is just too careless, otherwise he would be able to get full marks this time."

Song Song is good-looking and has a good temper. He always helps others who can help others. He can also help when it is time to be tough. Whether it is elders or peers, most of them like him very much.

Now Song Song asked him "Do you have cigarettes?" Yang Guang's first reaction was that Song Song wanted to fish and enforce the law, and helped Lao Cai, the leader in charge, deceive him into taking out cigarettes.

Yang Guang showed a little ridicule in his eyes and took out a pack of cigarettes casually.

He even dared to beat the director of the teaching staff, and was he afraid that such an ordinary teacher as Lao Cai would not be able to do it?

Song Song took it and looked surprised. The cigarette box was printed with a huge "1997" trademark.

In recent years in the return of Hong Kong City, "1997" once became a popular trademark, and the tobacco label of "1997" once created a huge transfer fee of over 10 million yuan.

Unfortunately, on the eve of the return of Hong Kong City, someone used the "1997" wine standard to make a big deal in the capital. It was a big deal and it was banned. It was said that this trend could not be opened and that it was a serious matter. How could a businessman use it to speculate on money?

The "1997" cigarette mark was also swept up by the typhoon tail and was banned last year.

As we all know, many things are more attractive as they are banned. The "1997" cigarette label has become a terrifying sound since then. There are more people who like to use it as a collector, and the price has even increased a lot.

However, few people have taken it on their bodies like Yang Guang.

Song Song had smoked all kinds of good cigarettes, and when he saw this cigarette box that had long become history, he missed it a little. He casually pulled out one from it, threw "1997" back to Yang Guang, and asked again: "Lighter?"

Yang Guang looked at him with a deep look, not believing that this good student really wanted to smoke, so he took out a lighter and threw it to Song Song.

Song Song easily caught it and lit a cigarette to his mouth.

The cigarettes are twenty years behind these days, and the filters are not very good, and the smell of smoke is a bit harsh. Eighteen-year-old Song Song has never smoked and is a little uncomfortable for a while.

Song Song moved the cigarette away and coughed twice. Just as he was about to try again slowly, Lao Cai pushed the door and walked in.

Lao Cai had a sharp nose and suddenly smelled the smoke when he passed by the corridor.

He thought that Yang Guang was living in this room, so he didn't plan to care, but then he thought that Song Song also lived in it.

The boy of seventeen or eighteen years old has no idea. He has learned well for ten or eight years, and he only has one or two days to learn bad things. He still has to take care of it!

So Lao Cai decided to push the door directly and have a surprise inspection.

Seeing who was holding the cigarette in his hand, Lao Cai immediately exploded: "Little bastard, are you learning to smoke?!"

Song Song: “…”

Yang Guang's eyes were even more mocked.

When facing Lao Cai, Song Song was very cowardly, and he denied it very thoroughly, saying: "There is nothing, I am just curious, purely curious. I will only try one bite and I will never suck too much." He stuffed the cigarette into Yang Guang's hand, "Give it back to you!"

Yang Guang skillfully sucked the cigarette that was sucked by Song Song indifferently and skillfully sucked the clouds and fog.

Lao Cai's lungs were about to explode, so he ordered Yang Guang to hand over the entire box of cigarettes and lighters.

Yang Guang bit the cigarette in his mouth and glanced at Lao Cai with a smile, obviously not intending to pay attention to Lao Cai.

Thinking of Yang Guang's arrogance, Song Song hurriedly pushed Lao Cai out, and was scolded by Lao Cai in the corridor, and repeatedly promised that he would never learn to smoke, and finally coaxed Lao Cai back.

Song Song breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the room, which was already filled with the smell of cigarettes.

Thinking of the discomfort when smoking just now, Song Song knew that his smoking addiction was purely psychological, and his body, who was only eighteen years old, could not adapt to the stimulation of cigarettes.

Smoking is not a good habit, at least it is not good for lungs. Lao Cai’s father has lost lung cancer by excessive smoking, so Lao Cai doesn’t smoke himself, and he can’t stand students smoking.

The only person in the county's high school who has never been disciplined by Lao Cai may be the little bully Yang Guang.

"I'm sorry Yang Guang." Song Song is not a real student anymore, so he doesn't think smoking is a serious crime. He apologized to Yang Guang, "I didn't mean to be scolded, but the situation just now, I'm afraid that Lao Cai will get angry."

Yang Guang looked at the end of Song Song's eyes that were choked by smoke just now.

This person is quite skillful in movements and pushes the pot very quickly. He has obviously never smoked a cigarette, otherwise he would not have been like this. Why is the good students pretending to be old cigarette guns?

Not to mention that it was at this critical moment, even Lao Cai would not be able to control him. If Song Song hadn't had the same room as him, Lao Cai would probably not have pushed the door open at all.

He has been a bastard since he was a child, and he has a rich and connected stepfather. No matter what he does, no one will care about it.

Yang Guang met Song Song's beautiful eyes, said nothing, and casually turned off the cigarette in his hand and prepared to go to bed.

Song Song knew what Yang Guang’s personality was, so he didn’t say anything more.

He tried to recall things related to Yang Guang, and found that there were very few things that could be remembered. Yang Guang did not pass the college entrance examination this time, but his stepfather was rich and bought a house for him in the provincial capital early, which was much taller than ordinary people. Later, he probably went to some business.

There have been so many things happening in the past few years after the college entrance examination, and none of them are pleasant, so Song Song basically never contacted his former classmates. Later, his good friend Hong Fei was released from prison, and they tacitly did not talk about the past.

Sad things are sad, no one wants to mention them again.

It's pretty good now.

After Song Song washed up, he also lay on the bed.

The next morning, Song Song woke up early, counted what he wanted to bring, and followed everyone to have breakfast happily, and walked into the exam room in the morning light to wait for entry.

The first day of the exam went very smoothly. Song Song took two exams in a row, and he found that he forgot all the knowledge points.

It’s not his fault. He studied so well back then, but later he entered society and was full of money and business. How could he remember these things from high school?

What’s even more terrifying is that for those who are used to the information age and can work electronically in everything, it is a bit difficult to write a composition well within a few minutes. It’s already great not to forget the words without picking up a pen!

The chemistry in the afternoon was still done, at least it was fine to fill it up. As for whether the answer was correct, Song Song didn't know.

Song Song suddenly became a little suspicious: Can you really get into college after a year of study?

When Yang Guang came back from outside, he saw Song Song sitting there with a sad face.

Yang Guang didn't say anything. For a good student like Song Song, he probably was struggling with not doing well in the daytime exam. Yang Guang didn't have such troubles. No matter how he did the exam, he would have no worries about food and drink, and he would spend endless money every month.

He has whatever he wants.

It's just the same, just don't get in the way of their eyes.

Yang Guang threw away the stationery bag in his hand, and sucked the clouds and fog with a cigarette in his mouth.

Song Song smelled the smoke and became addicted to smoking again.

However, I have to repeat the exam with Lao Cai in the future, so it would be better to quit, otherwise Lao Cai would have to slap him with a whip.

You should know that teachers in small places can still exercise their right to corporal punishment now, and the kind that parents can give them banners if they have the effect!

Song Song had three fears in his life, one was afraid of death, two was afraid of pain, and three were afraid of having no money. He decided to quit smoking. He sighed and said, "Yang Guang, you should smoke less. Smoking is harmful to your lungs and drinking is harmful to your liver."

Yang Guang sat behind the smoke, his expression was unruly and he ignored Song Song at all.

A good student is hypocritical. He asked him for smoking yesterday, and today he told him the big truth. Is it interesting?

Song Song didn't say much.

The most taboo thing to do when interacting with people is to speak in a simple and profound way.

If the friendship is not up to that point, the other party will not listen to a lot of things, but will feel offended.

In the next two days, Song Song also finished the exam "smoothly".

He calmly answered the answers with others for several rounds, and easily estimated his score: he did not pass the exam.

This is expected.

It is rare to come to the provincial capital, and Song Song is not going back like this if he is not going to do so.

Song Song and Lao Cai squeaked, left the team to find his mother, and then squeaked with his mother, saying that they wanted to go to their classmate's house for a few days.

After finally graduating, everyone was going out to have a slut. Song's mother was very relieved about her son and did not restrain him. She only asked where his classmate's home was and whether there was a phone number at home.

Song Song was going to make a comedy, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw Yang Guang standing by the roadside drinking drinks. He ran over and lowered his voice to discuss with Yang Guang: "We have been classmates for three years and have been sleeping for three days in total. Can you do me a favor?"

Yang Guang glanced at him coldly.

"I want to stay in the provincial capital for a few more days. I am afraid that my mother will not worry, so I said I will go to my classmate's house to play." Song Song said, "Isn't your family here in the provincial capital? I will ask my mother to take us to your house later. When my mother leaves, I will find a place to live by myself."

Yang Guang stared at Song Song for a while, silently twisted the drink lid, and walked towards Song Ma.

Song Song was stunned, caught up with Yang Guang and walked back to Song Ma's side, and introduced to Song Ma: "Mom, this is my classmate Yang Guang. His home is in the provincial capital, why don't you send us there?"

Song Ma felt relieved when she heard Song Song say this. She vaguely felt that Yang Guang's name sounded a little familiar. However, Song Song never talked bad things about people, and he always said good things about school matters. Song Ma was unable to associate Yang Guang with the former "campus bully" for a while.
To be continued...