Most of the people who participated in the fellow villagers' association came from Xingcheng, and some came from other prefectures and counties.

The four famous schools in Xingcheng have almost attracted the top elites among the province's students, and most of the scores that can be obtained from Shanghai will not be too bad.

Ling Han is an active member. She seems to know everyone and introduces each other to everyone.

More than half of the people are from the four prestigious universities in Xingcheng. They are all great kids and academic masters. There are also a few geniuses in the junior high school or the first year of high school. They participated in the International Olympic Games and were selected by good universities for exceptions.

These people are really against the will of heaven!

When we are together, we can’t help but talk about the college entrance examination results.

Gu Mingjun probably listened to it. Among these people, even those who did poorly, their college entrance examination scores were more than 650 points!

Among these geniuses, Gu Mingjun felt that he seemed so ordinary and ordinary.

He just rationally refused to participate in this major discussion on achievements.

The same is true for Song Qingru. He can only look up to these academic masters!

There were also several seniors who had graduated, who worked in Shanghai, and their units and positions were pretty good, and were invited by their juniors.

Among them, one of them was a senior named Zhao Xiaojun, who was quite generous and said with a patted his chest that he had paid for all the expenses for this party. He also said that after dinner, he would go to sing together, and no one was allowed to be absent!

How old is he older, everyone calls him Brother Jun.

Brother Jun is very drunk and will not refuse anyone to come if someone toasts.

Song Qingru pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother Jun, Ling Han is very awesome. I know that I will bring a few seniors who have participated in the work to pay the bill."

Gu Mingjun smiled and said, "In fact, the aa system is better. If you spread it evenly, everyone can't spend a lot of money."

He said with his ears in his ears: "If you don't sing at night, we'll go to the woods."

Going to the woods became a code word between him and her.

Just like many couples and couples have code words, every time they think about that, they use this code word to express it. Even if they are left alone and children, they will not be embarrassed.

Song Qingru nodded, blushed with shyness, and gently lifted her hair.

At this time, Zhao Xiaojun walked up to Song Qingru and smiled and said, "This junior girl is so nervous. Which school did she graduate from?"

Song Qingru said: "Am I? I graduated from No. 15 Middle School."

"Ah, it's amazing! The 15th Middle School has recently produced talents!" Zhao Xiaojun smiled, "What's the name of the junior girl who took the exam several times in Shanghai?"

"Song Qingru."

"Good name, as pretty as you look! Beautiful!" Zhao Xiaojun took out a business card and handed it to Song Qingru, "If you have anything to do here in the future, you can find me. I like to make friends!"

Song Qingru politely took it, but didn't look at it, and put it on the table casually.

Zhao Xiaojun asked: "What are your hobbies? What club activities do you like to participate in?"

“I haven’t joined the club yet.”

"Oh, your club recruitment work hasn't started yet?"

"I don't know."

"What do you like?"

“No special hobbies.”

"How can a girl like you not have a skill? You are too modest. You can definitely sing and dance. We will go to KTV later, and you must perform well."

"I won't go."

"I just said that everyone has to go, and no one can be left behind!"

"I have something to do with my boyfriend, so we don't go either." Song Qingru said, holding Gu Mingjun's hand intimately and rubbing against his chest.

Gu Mingjun nodded politely to Zhao Xiaojun.

Zhao Xiaojun's face stagnated and he forced a smile: "Hello, you are also a student from the four prestigious universities, right?"

Gu Mingjun said: "Like her, I am also a graduate of No. 15 Middle School."

Zhao Xiaojun laughed: "This time, you are doing well in the 15th Middle School entrance examination! Are you in the college entrance examination? Or are you Jiaotong University? Or Tongji?"

Gu Mingjun said: "I'm in Huali."

Zhao Xiaojun said, "Hua Li? Not bad!"

He said it was good, but his eyes showed disdain.

In any industry, there will be a chain of contempt.

In the field of higher education in China, Tsinghua and Peking University are of course the top-notch. Secondly, they will resume diplomacy. Further down, they will be the Double First-Class 985 University. Further down, they will be the 211 University.

Other universities, second-tier, third-tier, junior college, etc., despise level one level one.

Zhao Xiaojun is a top student in the reunion, so he naturally looks down on Gu Mingjun from 211 University.

Zhao Xiaojun knew he was rude, but he did not put away his natural sense of superiority. Instead, he laughed: "Let's go sing and play together later? It's rare for everyone to get together. Don't let it go so disappoint!"

Gu Mingjun said lightly: "I'll listen to my girlfriend."

Zhao Xiaojun said to Song Qingru: "Please give me a thin face? Please give me a thin face to the organizer Ling Han, too?"

Ling Han happened to be right next to him, and he smiled and said, "You two must go! No one is allowed to leave first if you don't end! Gu Mingjun, did you hear that? You two want to fall in love, so there is time in the future! It's rare for a party like this today! You can't invite you either. Since you are here today, you have to listen to my arrangements."

Gu Mingjun smiled helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll give you face."

Ling Han raised his chin proudly: "That's true."

She said to Zhao Xiaojun again: "Brother Jun, don't keep pestering beautiful juniors and chatting. You know other juniors and juniors too."

Zhao Xiaojun didn't blush either, smiled at Song Qingru, walked away with Ling Han, and went to chat with others.

Gu Mingjun whispered: "He is in love with you."

Song Qingru said: "I can feel it."

Gu Mingjun said: "So, you can't wait to confess me?"

Song Qingru burst into laughter and said, "I don't want to give anyone a chance except you!"

Gu Mingjun felt warm, and he held her boneless little hand and gently pinched it.

Song Qingru is really a treasure!

Ordinary girls, regardless of whether they have a boyfriend or not, will be happy as long as they are handsome men. At the least, they will be happy and chatting and laughing, and at the worst, they will be together for three or four.

There are also first-class girls who deliberately use other suitors to make things difficult for their boyfriends to strengthen their status and show their importance.

Fortunately, Song Qingru's personality and character are the same as Gu Mingjun likes!

What the parties involved saw were almost the same!

Zhao Xiaojun was indeed deeply attracted by the purity, youth and beauty of Song Qingru!

Song Qingru's long hair like a white soup noodles, her beautiful face without makeup, her long, graceful S-shaped figure, her extremely delicate facial features, and her coordinated measurements, which are really indescribable.

When Zhao Xiaojun saw her for the first time, he was deeply attracted by her beauty.

Seeing that Song Qingru and Gu Mingjun were inseparable, he knew that they were in a relationship, but he still couldn't help but want to pry a foot.

As the saying goes, as long as you swing the hoe well, you can't dig it without a foot!

Zhao Xiaojun is a few years older and can’t be too hasty to know this. As long as you leave a good impression on the beautiful schoolgirl first, there will be more opportunities in the future.

Gu Mingjun is a veteran. He is very clear about Zhao Xiaojun's thoughts, but he doesn't care.

A group of people gathered together lively and prepared to set off to the karaoke hall.

At this moment, a small episode suddenly came.

It turned out that Zhao Xiaojun promised that he would pay for all the expenses.

As a result, a few boys deliberately bury him and secretly opened a few bottles of Luis XIII Cognac, which was aged wine, and each bottle was valuable!

When Zhao Xiaojun checked the bill, he was stunned when he heard the waiter report the price of "Chenghui, a total of 96,888!"

"What? There are only three tables of dishes. Do you dare to charge me 100,000 yuan?" Zhao Xiaojun exaggeratedly, "We didn't order any delicacies! We had a lot of money, even if the wine was taken together, it would only cost 2,000 yuan per table of food!"

He said, pointing at the dishes on the table.

The smile on the waiter's face was still so sincere and professional: "Sir, you are right. The money for each table of food is indeed only more than 2,000 yuan. However, you ordered three bottles of Louis XIII cognac for ten years, and the price per bottle is 30,000 yuan. Three bottles are a total of 90,000 yuan. Sir, our store is operated with integrity, clearly marked prices, and the Bureau of Industry and Commerce and Prices have all been filed. If you don't believe it, you can call a complaint and call someone to come and verify it!"

"Hiss!" Zhao Xiaojun was stunned, staring at the eyes and asked everyone, "Who ordered the man? I won't pay!"

Someone said sarcastically: "Oh, who just patted his chest and said you paid the bill in front of everyone? And he also said that you have covered all the expenses tonight? How long has it been? I won't admit it? Without this strength, why are you bragging!"

Zhao Xiaojun had already drunk a few more glasses of wine, and his face turned red at this moment!

However, he had just started working for about 100,000 yuan and couldn't afford to pay it even if he wanted to!

The audience was silent for a while.

The fellow villagers' association, which was very lively just now, instantly changed its flavor.

Zhao Xiaojun gritted his teeth. Between face and inside, he could only choose inside and said in a deep voice: "I don't care about this sucker! I can pay for other bills! But whoever orders those three bottles of wine, whoever drinks them, will pay for it!"

"Tsk! I thought he was such a big shot! It turned out that he was just a slap in front of his swelling face and pretending to be fat! Just now? He still wants to show kindness in front of his junior sister? He still wants to make a girl? He dreams!" Someone was so mean and said that he hurt people.
To be continued...