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When Wei Fuming and Mr. Qin arrived at the small villa, the swelling on Qin Huanlang's face hadn't completely disappeared. Seeing that his little grandson's face was swollen like a pig's head, Mr. Qin didn't know what to say for a while.

Knowing that he was allergic to small river prawns, the old man stroked his beard and shook for a long time, speechless.

"It shouldn't be, what did I take Xiao Liu to eat...peeing shrimp?"

"Pipi shrimp. Pippi shrimp." Qin Huanlang explained with a straight face, but unfortunately the red marks on his face had no deterrent effect, Yang Yang gave a muffled laugh, and took a cotton swab to rub the medicine on him.

"And a little more, on the eyebrows."

"Ah, yes, yes, what kind of Pippi shrimp, I think Xiaoliu is fine after eating it." Mr. Qin walked up to Qin Huanlang and looked at his precious grandson who was so embarrassed.

"Hey, it's like a cat scratching flowers, with a red face."

"He's much better! The night before yesterday, I went to get a bottle and got rubella. His eyebrows were swollen, and his big black eyes were squeezed into slits. His lips were swollen and shiny. Like freshly stuffed sausages!"

Qin Huanlang slapped Yang Yang lightly on the forehead: "I know you are good at literature, so don't say so many adjectives."

Mr. Qin touched the mark on Qin Huanlang's hand: "But how could you be allergic to shrimp?"

Wei Fuming packed his luggage and went downstairs, walked around Qin Huanlang, and smiled when he heard this: "In foreign countries, there are strict ingredients on food packaging, not because of excellence, but because some people are allergic to peanuts. If food contains If it contains peanuts and is not declared, the user may have an allergic reaction and the company may be sued for bankruptcy.”

"There are still people who are allergic to peanuts! Then do they stop eating oil? It seems that foreigners don't eat lard?"

Yang Yang turned his head excitedly, and covered Qin Huanlang's face with ointment.

Wei Fuming rubbed his chin: "No, I think peanut allergy is just a symptom, more people who are allergic to peanuts are allergic to protein. Lang, you have to reduce the corresponding protein intake in the future."

Yang Yang carefully wiped off the ointment on the tip of Qin Huanlang's nose, seeing Qin Huanlang's displeasure.

Qin Huanlang snorted, "It's impossible to be allergic to pork, beef, and fish."

Wei Fuming spread his hands: "I don't know." After speaking, he looked at Qin Huanlang, then at Yang Yang, "Lang, you are in a good mood."

Qin Huanlang glanced at Wei Fuming, stuck out his tongue, and licked it around as if aftertaste, Yang Yang stuck out his head.

"Don't lick it! Use the medicine!"

Wei Fuming seemed to be able to see it with the naked eye, and the air around Qin Huanlang froze.

It took about a week for Qin Huanlang's allergies to heal. As soon as he recovered, he took Yang Yang and Qin's secretary Wei Fuming to the Shanghai stock market.

Yang Yang went to visit the old teachers of several schools while he was in the sea of ​​​​hell.Received a lot of praise.

Qin Huanlang is like a fish in water in the stock market, and the construction project of the new district is also developing at a leisurely pace.

The land he approved is close to the sea, and the government intends to vigorously develop it. Qin Huanlang slowly built his own mid-to-high-end buildings with the intention of occupying the land and making a fortune.There is no rush.

Time passed quickly, Yang Yang filled his head with practice questions and went home to study in the third year of junior high school, Qin Huanlang continued to make a fortune in Shanghai in a low-key way.

Entering the third year of junior high school, the study atmosphere became tense. Yang Yang read the story he had written, and he could basically stop writing for a while, so he informed the publishing house that he would stop writing for one year, in order to... junior high school promotion!

As soon as the news of Mr. Yang's suspension of pen sealing came out, the class also kept wailing.

Li Hongda rolled around on the table with his head in his arms: "Ah, I can't believe it! How can I live without Teacher Yang!"

Zhao Xinxin rolled her eyes, the little girl had lost the baby fat on her cheeks, the arrival of puberty gave her a girlish charm, her gestures unconsciously carried a youthful atmosphere.

"The story is finished, you like Mr. Yang so much." Yang Yang chewed the milk slices, biting them with crunching noises.

Li Hongda jumped up angrily, threw himself on Yang Yang and crushed him with flesh: "You don't understand! How can a nerd like you know my lonely young mind!"

"I think you are a fat man!"

The students in the back seat were not polite, and the whole class burst into laughter.

The atmosphere in this class has always been good. Since Lin Baobao left after transferring to another school, the children are obedient and eager to learn, with good grades and good sports.Teachers and parents love it.

"By the way, we will take the exam next year. I want to study in No. [-] Middle School of the city. How about you?"

Zhao Xinxin was playing with his pigtails.

Li Hongda clenched his fists: "I'm going to go to a school in the provincial capital! For my teacher Yang, I'm willing to give everything!"

"You lose weight first! The flesh is exposed."

Chen Ke looked at Li Hongda in distaste, got up and pulled down his small T-shirt, and poked his fat belly with one hand. "Look at you! Xinxin is a girl, so pay attention to your image."

"Tch, she's a tomboy!"

"Li Hongda, your skin is itchy!"

"Look! It's like a firecracker! Exploding again!"

"Say one more thing! You fat, fat, fat!"

The two friends started to fight, Chen Ke shook his head helplessly, pushed the increasingly thicker lenses, and turned to look at Yang Yang: "Yang Yang, where are you going to take the exam?"

"Me, I might take the exam in another place." Yang Yang smiled, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Little Glasses.

"There is some dust on your lens, wipe it off."

"Oh yes, thank you."

Taking Yang Yang's handkerchief, the small glasses began to wipe them vigorously, and blushed after wiping.

"Yang Yang... I'm sorry, I wiped a piece of dust on your handkerchief... May I take it home and wash it for you?"

"It's okay, I live closer than you."

Yang Yang took the handkerchief, watched the other party squint his glasses and put them on again: "The world is much clearer!"

Li Zhihong and Zhao Xinxin were still playing in the corridor, Chen Ke was holding the exercise book and chanting, and the thirteen and fourteen-year-old boys and girls in the classroom were laughing and laughing, full of youthful atmosphere.

This year has passed quickly, maybe it has entered the sprint stage. In the evening, the self-study teacher will seize the time to talk about some famous school exercises. The students spontaneously or forced to do their homework every day until 10:30, and wake up at 06:30 in the morning. recite.During the winter vacation, several seminars were held, and it was finally decided to make up lessons until the 28th year of the year, and continue to attend classes from the fourth day of junior high school.

At 29, Yang Yang received big elbows, bacon, and steamed pork with flour, which Aunt Dai had invited to eat.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Yang Yang ran to the phone with the old cat in his arms, and called Qin Huanlang.

The moment the phone was connected, Yang Yang felt his throat was a little dry, and he didn't know what to say.

On the other end of the phone, when Qin Huanlang saw the area code, he knew it was Yang Yang calling, and stopped his work: "Baa boy? What's wrong?"

"Happy Millennium! I said it in advance." Yang Yang was tickled by the old cat, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice.

"I hugged the cat, and it kept rubbing against me! You and Grandpa Qin and everyone have a happy New Year and good health!"

The old cat stretched out its two paws to grab the microphone line, Yang Yang hung up the phone quickly, and went back to the house to warm up the fire with Master Cat in his arms.Xiaoxue wobbled down from the sky, gradually whitening the ground.

At the beginning of the make-up class, all the melancholy of Yang Yang disappeared in the sea of ​​questions in an instant.With the first exam in January, No. [-] Middle School mustered up the courage to continue to compete with No. [-] Middle School this year.The teachers joked in private that they wanted to use their enrollment rate to become the uncrowned king.

During the discussion, the topic of the teachers shifted to the volunteers of the students. The head teacher of Class 2 looked at Teacher Xu with envy: "Old Xu, you have made a lot of money this year. Yang Yang, Zhao Xinxin, Li Hongda, Chen Ke, there are other children with great potential in your class."

Teacher Xu smiled: "Maybe some children will go outside for exams."

"If you pass the exam, you will get a red list! Hey, you said that after a few years of this, all our local students will go outside, so we won't have any students after that?"

The teachers continued to discuss. Teacher Xu lowered his head and corrected the test paper. Looking at the font, he knew it was Yang Yang's. After adding the score, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

If they can go out, for some children, it is more important than anything else.

Yang Yang went to the Shanghai stock market at the end of May, and participated in the recruitment of special students in several local high schools.

When it was the third round of the exam, whether it was because he was not used to the air conditioner in the hotel or because he was tired, Yang Yang had a fever and was a little confused halfway through the exam. After the exam, he went back to his place and fell asleep straight away.

After the results came out, Yang Yang looked at Secretary Qin with a little shame. Qin Huanlang and Wei Fuming had gone abroad and would not be back until a few days later.

Secretary Qin put the profiles of the four schools and Yang Yang's grades on the table, and began to think and compare.

Yang Yang's grades are on the key line of the two high schools, and the admission line of the two high schools.If one of the high schools finds some connections, it can be stuffed into a key class in the name of "school construction fee".

Secretary Qin looked at Yang Yang: "Student Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Yang looked down at the four schools. The competition outside was indeed terrifying. He had tried his best, but he had only reached this level.

The four schools are all top high schools, with guaranteed teaching quality and guaranteed enrollment rate.Each has its own characteristics.Yang Yang looked at it. Shanghai No. [-] Middle School was an old school, and he was a little short of his grades, so he couldn't enter the key class.

No. 0.5 Middle School is a school that merged its campus a few years ago and is a rising star.Fushi No. [-] Middle School is a middle school attached to a university, but its scores are not as high as those of the other three schools.Yang Yang is [-] points more than the key line.

Datong Middle School had the highest score, and Yang Yang was the farthest behind.

Yang Yang paused for a while, then silently pointed to Fushi No. [-] Middle School: "I quite like this school."

In his previous life, he had passed by Fushi countless times, and he had imagined that he could walk through the tall trees on both sides of the campus and swim in the scent of books.I didn't expect that fate would treat me so kindly in this life, and my dream was just around the corner.

Secretary Qin nodded: "If you have confirmed it, I will send your relevant information."

Secretary Qin put away the materials, secretly surprised.

The Great Demon King also prefers Fushi No. [-] Middle School. Correspondingly, the teachers of Fushi No. [-] Middle School are also very interested in Yang Yang.It's just that I chose other good high schools for multiple preparations, but I didn't expect that the two of them have such a good understanding!

Yang Yang has a general understanding of the high school entrance examination, and basically waits for the follow-up notice.

When Qin Huanlang received a domestic call in the UK, he looked struck by lightning.

Wei Fuming walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and asked in Chinese, "What's wrong? Lang?"

Qin Huanlang turned off the phone, folded his hands on his chest, with an incredulous and playful expression on his face: "No, I found out that two people who didn't meet each other actually had an intersection. And——"

Qin Huanlang rubbed his chin and couldn't help smiling: "I'm actually looking forward to their meeting—I want to know how long it will take for my father to replace his heart after he gets his true love."

"Long..."

"Don't worry, I'm just surprised and looking forward."

Qin Huanlang covered his face and laughed, his voice full of joy: "Butterfly effect...Qin Zhihong, Bai Zimu...Chen Lili and Chen Yanbei, in this life...have you got what you want?"