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Turning around, Wang Yan said a few words to his classmates from time to time, playing with skewers and drinking wine, feeling content.

We are all students, we don’t have any complicated thoughts, and we don’t need him to guide us, we just have fun by ourselves.

Lin Jiamo and Zhao Ye on the right were talking to a few people beside them, but their thoughts were always on Wang Yan.

She could clearly see Wang Yan touching his head and patting his back.

The feeling in my heart was not very good anyway.

When no one was talking to her, Lin Jiamo leaned over and pressed against Wang Yan.

She and Fang Hui wanted to go together: Do you have enough money for ordering so much? I don't have enough.

With that said, he also took out a handful of money from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan shook his head helplessly, put his right hand in his pocket, and took out a thousand yuan from the space again.

It's enough, don't worry. If you don't have enough, I'll take it with you, so you can eat steadily. Wang Yan said, patting Lin Jiamo's shoulder.

Okay, let's drink.

He clinked glasses with Wang Yan and drank it down in one gulp.

Then he pretended to be choked, covered his mouth and coughed cough.

Wang Yan patted Lin Jiamo's back speechlessly: That's almost it. Can't I tell the difference between a real cough and a fake one?

Seeing that she had been discovered, Lin Jiamo raised her head awkwardly and smiled hehe at Wang Yan.

Zhao Ye was always paying attention to Lin Jiamo, and he saw the scene where Lin Jiamo paid.

He is not a fool, of course he knows why. Although she felt unhappy when she saw Lin Jiamo and Wang Yan standing so close to each other, she still groped for money on her body and handed it over under the table.

Without saying anything, he just looked at Wang Yan steadily.

Wang Yan himself was the center of attention, and other people also noticed the actions here and looked over.

Patting Zhao Ye's hand holding the money, Wang Yan said: I'm interested.

Then Wang Yan stood up, took out more than a thousand and shook it in the air, swish. He can't stop pretending, and he can't get over this matter.

Come, come, take a look. Are you relieved? Just eat boldly and drink with confidence.

Putting the money on the table, Wang Yan opened a bottle of wine: To thank everyone for their concern, I would like to express my gratitude.

After saying that, he blew a bottle amidst the cheers of his classmates.

Come, let's toast the monitor and thank him.

Someone suggested and everyone agreed, stood up and had another drink with Wang Yan.

This time, no one was worried anymore, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

The other diners didn't say anything about the commotion here. Although they thought these students in school uniforms were a bit out of place, they weren't much better back then. No one is still in his prime, but everyone smiles knowingly, and the conversation can't stop reminiscing about the past.

Hey, monitor, I'm still carrying my guitar, why don't you play another section? said the male classmate who was ashamed of his singing.

When the others heard this, they thought, this is good. Wang Yan's two moves were really good, and they were all in high spirits.

There is no chance for those who do good things to refuse. Without saying a word, they applauded and said: Okay, everyone applauds.

The guitar has been handed to Wang Yan, so why should he be pretentious? Let's just compete in the little disguise.

Wang Yan stood up and put on his guitar: Then I will play a section to cheer everyone up.

Other diners noticed Wang Yan carrying a guitar and subconsciously wanted to listen to it.

Brother Li doesn't even bake anymore, and they have known each other for a few months, but he didn't know that this kid had this skill. Put the skewers on the side of the oven, open a bottle of wine and take a sip, which can be regarded as a break.

Wang Yan still licked his face and said: It's still a song I wrote myself, Fly Higher.

As he finished speaking, Wang Yan strummed the strings to accompany him.

Singing with a slightly smoky voice.

Life is like a big river

“Sometimes peaceful and sometimes crazy”

…

This mysterious life is as sharp as a knife

…

Fly higher

After singing one song, everyone's mood rose.

Monitor Niubi. The students shouted loudly.

The other diners, including Brother Li, also gave him a thumbs up.

Wang Yan opened another bottle of wine, and the four people in the outer circle signaled. Everyone also served wine in toast, and drank one together.

Ignoring the admiration in Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo's eyes, Wang Yan sat down and started chatting with others.

It took three or four hours to eat a meal, and the drinker was basically in a daze.

Wang Yan didn't worry about letting them go back like this. He couldn't explain what might happen halfway.

The only way to sober up is to lead a group of drunk people and fight on the street, sweating a little.

Originally, we were going to Beihai, but why would these people go? Wouldn't they be looking for trouble?

When they are in better condition, let them go together if they are close. If they are far away, Wang Yan calls for a car to be sent back.

In the end, only Wang Yan, Fang Hui, and Lin Jiamo were left.

Zhao Ye originally wanted to stay, but Lin Jiamo took the opportunity to drive him away by being drunk.

Let's go, I'll take you two back.

Both of them were hesitant to speak.

Ignoring them, Wang Yan called a car, asked for their addresses, and sent them back home.

In the car, Wang Yan said: Don't think so much, the first priority is to study.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo both looked at Wang Yan, and then looked at each other.

Wang Yan, which university do you want to go to? Fang Hui asked.

Hua Qing.

Lin Jiamo said: But your grades.

There's still more than a year, isn't it? Take your time, you two have to work hard.

Yeah. They both responded in unison.

I won’t mention what the driver thought.

After seeing off the two of them, Wang Yan returned home, tidied up and went to sleep peacefully.

Since then, Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo have obviously worked harder and their scores have been rising steadily.

Zhao Ye, on the other hand, besides daily training, also knows how to study hard and make progress.

There's nothing you can do if you don't learn. Wang Yan said exactly what he said, and the class atmosphere is there. In addition, as time passed, he also knew that he could not compare with Wang Yan and they gradually became true friends, and other thoughts basically disappeared.

Chen Xun and Qiao Ran still didn't give up. They studied Fang Hui's various performances whenever they had nothing to do.

It's a pity that Luo Hua is indeed ruthless, but Fang Hui doesn't take it seriously at all.

I don't know where I found out that Fang Hui wanted to go to Huaqing. Anyway, the two of them were full of confidence and wanted to go, so they got into a fight with Fang Hui.

Can Wang Yan understand their thoughts, young Mu Ai? What you can't get is always the best. Perhaps Fang Hui has become their obsession.

Sometimes he, Wang, thinks of his crush back then and can't help but think about it: I wish I had licked my hand back then.

Later, Wang Yan also met his crush. How do you feel about it? It almost makes sense anyway.

The beautiful thing in my heart is that she was back then, at that time.

Wang Yan's life was very ordinary. He made some money and took care of the welfare home.

Even the daily purchase of some nutritional products, clothing, and some medicines needed by the elderly and children can also reduce a lot of stress.

This alone worried the old dean, and Wang Yan didn't dare to fix it too much, fearing that the old man would be worried, so he could only wait until he went to college.

The rest is just studying, and my grades are steadily improving.

As long as some basic things are covered, Wang Yan's learning ability will make rapid progress in the later period.

The score line in Beijing is relatively lower, maybe 30 or 40, and 623 is almost enough.

As long as Wang Yan keeps it up, it's basically a done deal.

It is worth mentioning that not all children with good family conditions are as self-centered as Chen Xun. There are still low-key players in their class.

At the New Year's Day party, there was a person from a well-off family who set up a camera to capture the entire party, including of course the clip of Wang Yan singing.

This kid thought Wang Yan sang very well, so he went back and edited it and posted it on the forum, and the response was good.

Someone was eyeing Wang Yan and came to the school to look for him within a few days.

Wang Yan sang for show and had no interest in becoming a star, so he refused directly.

In the end, I kept the title of lyricist and composer, and sold both songs.

Today, physical education class.

Hey, Wang Yan, do you know about the Beijing Middle School Student League in two days? During the break, Su Kai took a sip of water and sat next to Wang Yan and asked.

I know, Zhao Ye has been talking to me for a long time. What's wrong? Wang Yan pursed his lips to the person next to him.

I was thinking of letting you join in?

After organizing his words, Su Kai said: You know, we are all sports students. The league standards this time are sufficient. If you can get good results, you can get a second-level certificate. There are extra points for the college entrance examination. .”

The other schools are not bad, but we are a little bit unsure, so we want you to play to protect us. After that, we will treat you to dinner.

It's no problem. I don't need to eat. I also play ball normally, right?

But, I'm afraid...

It's okay. My grades have always been very stable and I can't delay it. Besides, I really delayed it. You can just have a meal and it will help?

Seeing that Su Kai stopped talking, Wang Yan said with relief, Don't think it's useless. You should have understood after such a long time that I never talk big words.

Then, Wang Yan changed the subject: By the way, Zhao Ye, are you coming?

Then I'll definitely join. There are only sixteen people in the school team, and a few high school freshmen won't be able to join. It's just right to include you.

Well, that's good. You can get your second-level certificate with this one. Just study hard and study cultural classes. There's still one year left. Don't sleep all day long.

No, monitor. My grades have also improved. Zhao Ye said with a smile.

Wang Yan said hmm but did not answer.

Ever since he saw Wang Yan violently dunk, Chen Xun stopped playing basketball.

At this time, Lin Jiamo and Fang Hui ran over holding water: Come on, come on, drink water, drink water.

I see you guys have been talking for a long time, what are you talking about? Fang Hui is familiar with him, maybe he wants to know everything about Wang Yan? Anyway, it’s quite trustworthy.

The matter of the Beijing Middle School Student League.

Are you going? Lin Jiamo asked happily.

go.

Then let's go and cheer you up. Lin Jiamo liked watching Wang Yan play basketball.

Oh, thank you so much. Remember, be sure to call more female classmates. Su Kai said from the side.

Haha, yes, there must be more.

The other students who were taking a break also laughed and agreed.

This time the competition is quite big, with dozens of teams competing, and the competition is quite fierce.

In the first game, Wang Yan faced two people, and after a split dunk, he was targeted.

When being deliberately targeted, he did not dare to use his full strength and could only restrain his hands.

I don't dare to push them hard, for fear of pushing these children to pieces.

Of course, no one dared to play tricks on him, after all, the last one was still in the hospital.

Of course, targeting cannot always be done. If there are too few people, it will be impossible to guard against it; if there are too many people, it will be difficult to guard against it. There are five people in total, three of them are going to guard Wang Yan? He could only feel nauseous for a while and limit his state.

Wang Yan relies on his good health and quick reactions. Once he runs away without watching him, his steals, rebounds, and blocks are the highest in the game.

If you get the ball and don't pretend to compete, it doesn't make any sense. If he has a chance, he will play. If he can't, he will pass.

Su Kai and the others might have had a lower hit rate at first, but they couldn't keep the ball in their hands, and they felt better after just a few shots.

The journey is basically a smooth ride, and the championship belongs to Experimental Middle School.

The school leaders are also happy. It is an honor. Experimental Middle School has not won the championship for several years. This time it regained the championship. The current leaders also deserve credit. They have developed morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically, and they have done a great job.

Everyone will be happy with the result, the school will have honor, the leaders will have merit, the players will have certificates and extra points.

After the college entrance examination, Su Kai left, many people left, and the school was empty.

Maybe the teachers are used to seeing each other off every three years.

But what they are used to is not parting again and again, but the sadness that accompanies parting time and time again. Although they know that many people will never be seen again.

The teachers, sad in their hearts but with smiles on their faces, wished the graduating students a bright future.

The college entrance examination is over and summer vacation is here.

Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo always come to Wang Yan.

Zhao Ye also came over from time to time to act as a light bulb.

Wang Yan didn't have anything to say, he just came. He didn't care if the light was on or off.

Therefore, they all know where Wang Yan's home is, and of course they also know Wang Yan's life experience in this world.

In the end, his mother was comforted and people were still doing her best. Wang Yan could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

On this day, Wang Yan took the three of them to the welfare home with a bunch of things.

As soon as he entered the door, a child shouted: Brother Wang Yan is here, brother Wang Yan is here.

This voice was so loud that there were many children coming out from all directions.

Children on crutches, children who are pushed out in wheelchairs by other children, children who are deaf and mute and know what is going on when they see others running, children with deformed gaits and hobbling steps. . . .

Wang Yan helplessly rubbed the head of the child who was yelling: Xiao Ming, I have told you so many times, don't yell.

He said to the children: Go back and do your homework. I'm going to hand out something.

After speaking, he gestured in sign language again. After staying there for a long time, he also learned sign language in order to communicate with deaf and mute children. It's just that the speed is a little slower, not to the level of forming seals.

Picking up a chubby little girl with big blinking eyes, Wang Yan said, Tongtong, don't run so hastily next time. You won't listen to me no matter what.

Tongtong said vaguely: I want to see my brother as soon as possible.

Okay, okay, brother knows. Next time he comes quietly, will he be the first to see you, okay?

Tongtong turned around with a hmm and lay in Wang Yan's arms.

Wang Yan began to say hello to the old people sunbathing in the yard and went around.

At this time, the old dean walked out with vigorous steps: I knew it was you little bastard here, you always get up and down.

Who made me popular? He didn't care about the old dean's name, because in the old dean's memory, Wang Yan was the naughty kid who caused trouble since childhood.

Get out of here and give them less candy.

As he said this, he gestured to the stunned people behind Wang Yan: Are you your classmate?

Everyone came back to their senses, mainly because the children just now had a greater impact on them, and quickly said to the old dean: Hello, grandpa, we are Wang Yan's classmates.

Well, hello, hello.

I still have something to do, so I won't talk to you any more. Let Ayan show you around.

After saying that, he gave Wang Yan an affirmative look and left.

Wang Yan shook his head dumbfounded: Let's go, the children are still waiting.

After saying that, he ignored the hesitations of several people, hugged the little girl and left first.

When we came to a large activity room, the children were standing or sitting, waiting for a long time.

Seeing Wang Yan come in, he immediately started chirping.

Putting Tongtong down, Wang Yan said loudly: Quiet, everyone is quiet. Those who are not quiet will not have good food.

These words worked better than anything else, and the situation was suddenly under control. A pair of big eyes just looked at the four people... and the things behind them.

Wang Yan asked Zhao Ye and the three of them to take out all the things, and then asked a few older people to take them and share them.

After sharing the delicious food, Wang Yan, Zhao Ye and the other three started playing games with the children.

Of course, the game should try its best to allow everyone to participate, otherwise the children will be sad.

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