Chapter nine hundred and eighteen recalling the past

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 The autumn sunshine at noon is just right, cool and soft. The street not far away is slightly quiet, and vehicles occasionally pass by.

Yang Chun introduced the school girl she brought to Jing Gao, "Brother Jing, this is Cen Yulu. She is a sophomore student at the Japanese Language School."

She brought Cen Yulu here with Jing Gao's consent. She said on the phone: Brother Jing, a school girl of mine is discussing a problem with me, so I will bring her over. Brother Jing naturally agreed when he received the call on the way.

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Cen Yulu is a bit outgoing. He stretched out his hand from the round table across Yang Chun and said delicately: "Brother Jing, hello."

"Hello, classmate Cen." Jing Gao smiled and shook hands with her, and said casually: "Sit down. Don't be formal. Just treat it as a meal between classmates."

This girl is indeed beautiful.

[Cen Yulu, age 19, appearance 97, body 93]

He is 1.67 meters tall and has a well-proportioned figure. He is wearing a white heart-neck sweater and dark blue straight-leg pants. He is well-proportioned. If his vision is correct, he should be 34C.

According to his romantic temperament in the past, if Yang Chundu provided assists so well, he would definitely eat up this little beauty. But right now, his heart is filled with the beauty of Chen Yujie, and he has no interest in developing more of her.

Fertile soil.

Of course, this may also have something to do with the fact that he is currently in the sage time.

Zou Ruoya had long hair shawl and a cool temperament. She smiled at Xie An and said, "Cen Yulu is our school beauty at Beijing Foreign Studies University. When she first came to school last year, she attracted many seniors and seniors to pursue her. Her appearance and figure are both top-notch."

She will be in the first semester of her junior year.

Cen Yulu quickly smiled and said modestly: "I can't do it. Senior Sister Yang and Senior Sister Zou are the most beautiful girls at Beijing Foreign Language School."

Xie An knew exactly what was going on. Yang Chun, the daughter of a professor at Beijing Foreign Studies University, was not as intellectual and beautiful as she seemed on the surface, but a very thoughtful girl. This was not to help Jing Gao find "resources".

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This Cen Yulu is indeed beautiful! It seems that Zou Ruoya has some objections to her, and I don’t know what the reason is. Otherwise, he would not rush her on the spot.

Xie An drank tea and nodded gently, ignoring the conflict between his girlfriend and the internet celebrity and pretty school belle, and chatted with Jing Gao, "Lao Jing, you are getting married in two days, which is not too early among our classmates."

, it’s not too late. It’s actually the earliest in our dormitory.”

Jing Gao smiled and leaned back on the wicker chair, avoiding the sunlight shining on his face. He drank tea comfortably and said with a smile: "It seems so. Zou Liang, old Zou, didn't he go back to his hometown to take the civil service exam? He resigned in 16 years

I was the one who gave him a gift when he left the capital. How can he be promoted if he doesn't get married when he enters the system?"

Xie An smiled and said: "Then you have to ask him. How do I know this? You know that my relationship with Zou Liang and Wu Xiaoyong is not good."

When he was in college, he had a reputation as a "self-propelled artillery", and the boys in his dormitory and class didn't have a good relationship with him. For a rich second generation like him, he was already used to having friends coming and going around him.

, the circle of friends I know is not divided by class, so I don’t care.

Of course, the relationship between him and Lao Jing has always been good. Whether he was rich at the time or his current wealth is far less than that of Lao Jing, the relationship between the two has always been good.

Jing Gao nodded and said: "I have little contact with Wu Xiaoyong. After graduation, he went to the south to work. Is he a teacher in Guancheng or somewhere?"

Xie An said with a smile: "He no longer teaches in Guancheng. He now goes to teach in a high school in Hangcheng. It is a step back from college to high school, but it is a step back from Guancheng to his hometown of Hangzhou, the provincial capital.

He jumped a step. His development is okay."

His relationship with his dormitory and classmates is average, but that doesn't mean he doesn't get to know him. There are always a few people in a class who are better at handling all aspects of relationships. He can manage the relationship well with a little more care.

Know most people's news.

Otherwise, what would he and Jing Gao be talking about?

Can it really be like in April two years ago, when he and Igao were drinking beer in a restaurant outside Kyoshin University, reminiscing about their youth in such a nutritious way?

No way!

As people grow older, the topics they want to talk about will change. He will naturally cope with this change and maintain this friendship.

Jing Gao said with emotion: "Then his development is not bad. I asked Teacher Bai to send the wedding invitations to my classmates. Teacher Bai also helped us count whether they would come or not. I didn't even contact him, no.

Know his current situation."

"Wu Xiaoyong is in the same dormitory as us. This invitation must be sent to him." Xie An suddenly asked with a slight change of expression: "I'll go, Lao Jing, you didn't send an invitation to Lan Lan too, right?"

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Jing Gao became happy and said, "Haha, what are you thinking about? Tang Lanlan and I are not familiar with each other. I was in school and was just a transparent person in the class. My wedding principle is to be as low-key and simple as possible."

Tang Lanlan was a woman that Young Master Xie could never forget. But it was obvious that Young Master Xie had forgotten about Tang Lanlan after two serious relationships. It had been a long time since he heard Young Master Xie muttering Tang Lanlan's name in front of him.

Xie Shutong interjected: "Brother Jing, your wedding was low-key and simple. That doesn't mean you have wronged Sister Weiwei."

She went to Jing Gao's home as a guest and met Li Mengwei, Jing Gao's all-powerful fiancée. Even though she and Xiao Xueyan were good friends, she had to admit that Sister Weiwei was very suitable to be Jing Ge's wife.

Jing Gao smiled and took a sip of tea and said, "I must have wronged Weiwei. But there is nothing I can do. With my status, it is not appropriate for me to do something serious."

Xie Shutong and Song Nianyi started to giggle.

Jing Gao laughed and said, "That's a bit pretentious, right? Haha." After that, he asked, "Hey, young master, how is Tang Lanlan doing lately? I'm not asking who she's in love with, I'm asking about her work."

"I'll go." Xie An took out Huazi from his pocket, weighed a cigarette, handed it to Jing Gao, and said: "Tang Lanlan broke up with Yu Yuankai in 16 years and left the capital in September to go back to her hometown.

. She disappeared from my life like gorgeous fireworks. I didn’t dare to ask for news about her. I don’t regret getting to know her.”

After saying that, he asked: "Lao Jing, I heard that you were close to Su Qing, the beauty of the third courtyard of our normal college, in 2016. Do you still have contact with her now?"

Thinking of Su Qing, the woman who once knelt down to light a cigarette for Lao Zou when he bid farewell to his classmates, Jing Gao felt unspeakable melancholy in his heart. When they broke up, he gave Su Qing a car, and later asked Jiang Zi to go

Make it up to her.

However, these material compensations still made him full of regret and guilt for her. However, time passed and life could not be repeated!

Jing Gao shook his head, "I haven't contacted her for a long time. Let me go, young master, we are hurting each other, right?"

"Haha!" Xie An laughed.

Just at this time, the waiter brought the exquisite dishes one after another. Jinggao said: "Eat first, eat first. Would you like some wine?"


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