I really don’t want to be reborn

Chapter 19 Class Reunion Invitation

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was a happy and wonderful Sunday again, and today was also the time when the results of the college entrance examination were released.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zheng Wan sat in front of the computer and waited for the college entrance examination query system to be updated. Although he knew the results, he was still somewhat excited inside.

The road in this life is completely different from the previous one.

In this life, Zheng Wan will go to 985 University and take a completely new and completely different life path.

Neither Zheng Rushan nor Li Manli slept. Li Manli moved a stool and sat next to Zheng Wan, staring at the screen, hoping to see a satisfactory score.

But Zheng Rushan was different. He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, still watching TV with his legs crossed, but his eyes were not focused on the TV at all, and his ears could not help but lean towards the study.

The fathers of the older generation are like this. They obviously care deeply, but they still have to pretend not to care.

Opening the college entrance examination score query system, Zheng Wan had already entered his account and password. He just waited for the countdown to end before clicking the query button!

It's a pity that the server of the College Entrance Examination Query is so bad that I couldn't log in for more than 20 minutes, which drained everyone's enthusiasm.

Finally, after struggling to refresh it countless times, the page jumped and a score popped up.

635 minutes

There is no deviation from the memory. After all, the butterfly's wings were fluttered after the college entrance examination.

"Old Zheng, Old Zheng has been divided, 635, 635 points!" Li Manli almost shouted out with joy. Zheng Rushan, who was still pretending not to care, also stood up immediately, but after standing up, he realized that his Losing his composure, he calmly said to the direction of the study: "Well, it's not bad. It's getting late. Go to bed."

Zheng Wan almost laughed out loud at Old Zheng's look. My mother, Li Manli, was still comforting her: "That's just the way your dad is, don't worry about him. The results are out. Zheng Kai's results are definitely stable in college. It's getting late, so go to bed quickly." .”

It's like this every time, my dad keeps a straight face and acts cool, and my mom comforts me afterwards.

"Well, Mom, you should go to bed early." Zheng Wan watched Li Manli go back to the room and played on the computer for a while longer.

Zheng Wan opened KouKou to log in. As soon as he logged in, beeps started to beep.

The group messages came one after another. Zheng Wan clicked on them and saw that they belonged to his senior year group.

Li Wenhan: "The results are out. The results are out. How did everyone do in the exam?"

Zhang Wenming: "/Turn your lips, I'm a bit poor, I'm only in my early 211s, I feel like I can only go to [-]"

Gao Ya: "I also performed abnormally. I don't know if I can get to 623 at 985."

Zhou Xiaobing: "Wow, I played really long. I scored 652. Now I'm confused about which one to report as 985."

There is a saying that Zhou Xiaobing is dull but his academic performance is really strong. He is a little ahead of himself when he was at his strongest.It's a pity that his family background is poor, his parents have no foresight and no resources, so in the future Zhou Xiaobing's life will only be average.

After Zhou Xiaobing sent the message, the entire class group fell into a silent silence.

Zhou Xiaobing: "Well, why are you so quiet? What did I say wrong?"

Seeing the new message posted by Zhou Xiaobing, Zheng Wan's forehead ached and he sent him a private message: "Idiot, others are saying that your performance is abnormal, but you jump out and say that you have played too long, and others are wondering whether you can go to 211. You Just tell me which 985 to go to. Do you want others to admit that they are not as strong as you?"

Soon Zhou Xiaobing replied: "Well, isn't this about sharing feelings?"

Zheng Wan's forehead hurt again after seeing the message. Forget it, his emotional intelligence is not as good as that of a dog. What the hell does he do?

If you want to change him, it would be easier to change his parents and make him a rich second generation.

Um?By the way, his parents.

Zhou Xiaobing's father used to be a hotel chef and his cooking skills were quite good. However, because he worked overtime every day and his salary was average, he opened a braised noodle and stir-fry restaurant. The couple has been running a good business, with a daily turnover of 2000 yuan. There is.

And he will open three chili fried pork restaurants in one go. Each store will need an all-around chef, two or three side dishes, as well as a lobby manager and waiters.

I can definitely let Zhou Xiaobing's father work as the head chef of a chili fried pork restaurant, and then give his father some shares. In this way, Zhou Xiaobing will become the second generation of rich people.

Thinking about it, Zheng Wan directly sent a message asking: "Zhou Xiaobing, do you want to be the second generation of rich people?"

Zhou Xiaobing: "That's for sure. I also want to be as awesome as Liu Junhao. Who doesn't want to be the second generation rich?"

Zheng Wan: "That's settled, come and call me daddy. You will become the second generation of rich people in a short time."

Zhou Xiaobing: "Damn, gungang, you fucking took advantage of me again!"

While Zheng Wan was teasing Zhou Xiaobing, another message came from the silent group.

Liu Junhao: "The results are out, which also means that our high school career is truly over. I will host a gathering for everyone the day after tomorrow."

Liu Junhao is a well-known rich second generation in his class. His academic performance is not very good. It is said that his father spent 10 yuan to send him to the first grade of high school.

His father is a well-known real estate boss in Dongcheng City. He now controls three major markets, with assets of 8000 million yuan.After housing prices soared in 2012, his assets exceeded [-] million, and he was considered a well-known figure in the entire Dongcheng.

As a rich second generation, Liu Junhao is also quite domineering.There are usually collective expenses in the class, but he covers them all at once. He is generous and generous. It is said that his monthly pocket money is 3 yuan, and he has a strong appeal in the class.

Of course, the disadvantage is that he is too pretentious. He has to do everything, and he has to rush to the front of everything, as if he is afraid that others will not know that he is a rich second generation.

But at this age, pretending is really useful. Many people in the class and even the school are impressed by him and regard him as their big brother.

Sure enough, as soon as Liu Junhao spoke, the silent group suddenly became lively again.

"support"

"support"

"support"

In this era, there was no such thing as a +1. Everyone replied with support. The computer and mobile phone made a beeping noise at the same time. After Zheng Wan directly right-clicked and came up with a combination of blocking and not prompting, the world finally became quiet.

"Drip drip"

Zhou Xiaobing sent another message: "Brother Zheng, are you going to Liu Junhao's treat? I'm looking at the group. Hao Mengli and Qiao Qinqin are also going."

Class reunions are the most boring thing. They just watch Liu Junhao pretend to be awesome and listen to a group of people praising him, and then those who have studied well and passed the 985 exam will also brag about his awesomeness.If Hao Mengli is added to it, there will be no need to go.

Now Zheng Wan, after experiencing the scratch-off lottery incident, really felt sick when he heard the word Hao Mengli.

Zheng Wan typed a line: "Whoever wants to go, I won't go."

After sending it out, turn off the computer, go back to the bedroom, and lie down on the bed to sleep.

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