CHAPTER 4 CLASS REUNION
In late July, it was finally the day to check the scores of the college entrance examination. Under the gaze of the whole family, Mrs. Qin shakily pressed the last number.
A mechanical voice sounded from the other side of the receiver: Test number 3799 … Score: 689 points. He got through on his first try.
When Mr. and Mrs. Qin heard the score on the phone, they were afraid that they had heard it wrong. They hung up the phone and replayed the score: 689 points.
His first choice was the Capital University of Finance and Economics.
Qin Guan's parents were overjoyed. They had thought that Qin Guan had failed in the College Entrance Examination, but it turned out to be a big surprise. His parents were overjoyed.
He immediately held his head high and spread the news everywhere, hoping to let all his friends and family know.
Qin Guan had become the most hated "other people's children". He was good-looking and good at his studies, which made the children of his relatives gnash their teeth in anger.
When the results of the college entrance examination came out, some people were happy while others were sad.
But for Grade 12 Class 8, where prodigies were everywhere, the College Entrance Examination was not a problem at all. When Qin Guan went back to school to fill in his application form, he was stopped by Monitor, who told him about the graduation party.
On the day of the party, everyone in the class came. Everyone took off their school uniforms and put on casual clothes. The tense atmosphere before the college entrance examination was gone. Everyone was having a good time eating and drinking.
Li Jian brought out two boxes of beer from somewhere and poured a cup for all the students. The top students with thick glasses stared at the beer in front of them, their eyes shining with eagerness.
Suddenly, Qin Guan understood why black-bellied, hypocritical and evil were used to describe people with high IQs.
After three glasses of beer, the class commissary in charge of studies, the one with the thickest bottoms, suddenly slammed the glass in his hand on the table. His eyes were blurred, and his face was red. He had drunk too much.
Qin Guan was about to watch the most honest boy in the class make a fool of himself when the commissary in charge of studies shouted at him, "Qin Guan, I hate you the most in our class!" The study commissary's voice was a little loud, and the whole room fell silent. "Other than your good looks, what other strengths do you have? You're just a lowly student with an eccentric personality. You're just pretending to be virtuous. One word: Too f * cking pretentious. But even so, he was still called the school hunk. Bah! What was worse was that he had dared confess to Cong Nianwei. Bah, bah, bah … "
The student's spittle flew everywhere. The more he spoke, the more agitated he became. For some reason, he actually began to cry.
The study commissary's face was covered with snot and tears. He cried and complained, "But how could you do this? Can't you just stay sullen? Why are you getting more and more amusing? Your classmates are starting to get close to you, and your grades are getting better and better. Even the teachers like you, but, but even so, I can't admit defeat! Cong Nianwei, I like you too. I like you even more than him. Qin Guan, you are so annoying. Boohoo … "
Everyone watched as the usually honest commissary in charge of studies wailed on the table.
Qin Guan thought that it was a typical case of drinking to make a coward brave. Just as he was about to grin and laugh, the quiet dining table suddenly started to ring with different noises.
"Wang Ping, I wrote you a love letter in the second year of high school. I like you." It was Bo Lu, who was sitting in the first row. "Qu Mei, I've been pulling your pigtails for three years. You know what I mean." Qu Mei pretended not to hear anything.
The head teacher sat at the table like an old monk, eating and drinking as usual, completely ignoring the crazy boys.
The girls' table was very calm, but when the seven or eight boys shouted out bravely, they became frightened and shrank like quails. The room fell into a strange silence.
Clang! Ding! The art commissary stood up from the table. She was so excited that she knocked over the chair behind her. The art commissary was a fair-skinned girl with a slim figure. Many boys in the class had a crush on her.
She pursed her lips and picked up the chair. Under everyone's gaze, she suddenly ran up to Qin Guan, grabbed his shoulder, and kissed him on the cheek. Then she returned to her seat as if nothing had happened.
The room became even quieter. Qin Guan looked around and saw that everyone was staring at him fiercely. He was about to say something, when seven or eight girls stood up from the girls' table and shouted at the art commissary, "You are too cunning!" "That's right! If you knew you were doing this, you should have told us!" "That's right! I wanted to do this for a long time, but you beat me to it!"
They rushed up to Qin Guan quickly, pulling his hair and tearing his clothes. They pressed Qin Guan to the left and right. Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qin Guan was pushed under the table.
The head teacher glanced at the dishes on the table. Hmm, the restaurant's intestines are really good.
The girls didn't leave. They started tearing at Qin Guan to defend their rights.
Through the legs of the table, Qin Guan saw Cong Nianwei staring at him with a murderous look in her eyes.
Qin Guan was just about to get up when fists fell on his head like raindrops. The boys moved. "Beat him! I can't stand it anymore!" "Give me back my goddess! I'll kill you!" For a moment, bowls, plates, wine glasses, and roasted chicken and vegetables were flying everywhere.
More and more boys and girls gathered around Qin Guan. They said to the head teacher, who was focused on eating, "Teacher, take a picture of us!" "Yes, let's take a picture together!"
The head teacher wiped the grease off his mouth and took out a seagull SLR camera from his bag. He adjusted the lens professionally and shouted to everyone, "Look here! One, two, three!"
The time in the photo was frozen at this moment. The inner circle was made up of girls, and the outer circle was made up of boys. They surrounded the person in the middle, and the boy tried his best to lift his head out of the table. He had a big smile on his face, and it was bright and cheerful.
"From today on, my classmates, we will go our separate ways. The best and brightest time of our lives will leave us. I wish all my high school classmates success in their studies and a smooth journey.
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