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Top ten of 100th grade

In mid-December 1996, there was a heavy snowfall in Lingbei Town. The heavy snowfall came suddenly and was surprisingly heavy. Many people were not prepared for the cold, so the heavy snowfall came like this. It snowed all day long.

There has been no sign of stopping overnight. It seems that next spring, the farmers will have a bumper harvest.

The brothers gathered in the dormitory, and the heating was quite warm. This was due to the fact that the heating system of Yingde College had taken early measures to keep out the cold, which protected tens of thousands of teachers and students in the school from the severe cold.

When Lu Xiaobei came back from home last weekend, Gu Wanyu gave him a warm kettle and told him to drink hot water now that it was getting cold to avoid stomach cold. Lu Xiaobei thought the weather would not cool down so quickly.

, Unexpectedly, within a few days, heavy snow fell, and the temperature immediately dropped to about minus ten degrees. This thermos bottle came in handy in advance.

Lu Xiaobei put a few Pu'er tea leaves into the thermos. The tea was bought for him by his deskmate Meng Yao. Meng Yao was really kind to Lu Xiaobei. Knowing that Lu Xiaobei liked to drink Pu'er tea, he asked a friend to

Yunnan bought Lu Xiaobei two large bags of authentic and top-quality Pu'er tea tea bricks. Lu Xiaobei, a waste, didn't know how to drink the tea bricks at first, so he just took the tea bricks and soaked them in the kettle. Later, Bai Hongyu saw it and said: "Bei

Brother, are you making tea or instant noodles?"

"That girl Meng Yao bought me two bags of tea bricks. I didn't know how to brew them, so of course I just put them in them." Lu Xiaobei said calmly.

"You're too wasteful. You need to use a Pu'er knife to slowly pry open the Pu'er tea bricks. Even if we don't have a Pu'er knife, we still need to find a sharper knife and insert it from the side of the tea brick, and then slowly pry it open. It's better for you.

Just stuff it into the thermos. Do you know how much this tea costs per tael? If you stuff it in, it will cost you a thousand yuan."

"Hongyu, you are pretty cool, you know a little bit about everything. Okay, I'll listen to you. Go get Zhao Penghui's machete for me, so I can use it to pry the tea bricks." Lu Xiaobei said.

Since then, Lu Xiaobei has been holding his thermos with Pu'er tea brewing in it. He was also generous and gave the Pu'er tea to several people. He finished the distribution within two days, but he didn't want the water in the thermos.

Letting anyone drink it is not because Lu Xiaobei is a mysophobic person, but because he cherishes what Gu Wanyu gave him. He believes that only he can enjoy what Gu Wanyu gives him, and no one else, not even his brothers.

After dinner that night, the brothers gathered in Lu Xiaobei's dormitory and chatted. Lu Xiaobei was coming out of the bathroom wiping his hair with a towel and saw Chen Guandong just coming in from outside, holding a hug in his hand.

There is a 19-inch TV set.

"Dongzi, where did you get a TV?" Zhao Penghui asked.

"I bought it at the second-hand market. With the TV, our life at school will be more colorful in the evening." As he said that, Chen Guandong placed the TV on a desk, plugged it in, and adjusted the TV world.

, I really got a few channels. My coke is broken. Watching on TV is better than bragging around each other in a fight. Listening to your own people bragging is not as interesting as listening to bragging on TV.

Lu Xiaobei dried his hair, put on his school uniform and got ready to go out for a walk.

"Brother Bei, why are you going? Let's watch TV together." Zhao Penghui greeted.

"Look, I'm going out for a walk. I'll be back in a while."

"Why go out for a walk? It's snowing heavily. Don't get buried in the snow." Chen Guandong also wanted to keep Lu Xiaobei.

"I just wanted to go out to see the snow scene because it was snowing heavily outside. If any of you come with me, let's go have a snowball fight."

"Brother Bei, go on your own. I'm so cold. How old are you to play such an old-fashioned snowball fight game..." Fatty Yin said while eating braised eggs.

"You will only know how to eat in your life, and sooner or later you will die because of it. You guys can play, I'm going out." After saying that, Lu Xiaobei opened the door and walked out of the dormitory.

There are quite a lot of people on campus. This rare heavy snow has added a romantic atmosphere to the campus. Men and women are walking in pairs in this snowy season, and some are sticking together to talk about love and talk.

Talking about love, some ran around the campus, throwing snowballs at each other to relieve the pressure of study.

At this time, the street lamps are emitting a soft light, and the heavy snow looks particularly beautiful under the street lamps. If a poet sees this scene, he will probably recite a poem. If a painter sees it, he will definitely depict a scene.

A masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation. However, there are no painters or poets here. There are only pairs of lovers, and only the lonely Lu Xiaobei.

Lu Xiaobei was tired from walking and sat on a chair in a corner of the campus. The chair was already filled with snow. Lu Xiaobei wiped off the snow accumulated on the seat until it was almost done and then sat on it. Let the snowflakes fall away.

Falling on oneself, letting the cold wind blow continuously.

Lu Xiaobei misses Zhang Wei, very much. Although he sees Zhang Wei every day in class, and although Zhang Wei still hasn't said a word to Lu Xiaobei, Lu Xiaobei still misses Zhang Wei, and Zhang Wei still misses her.

Lu Xiaobei's attraction surpasses everything else. Maybe this is true love. After experiencing the beginning of love and experiencing many women's bodies, Lu Xiaobei finally understands or understands what should be called love.

What he had with Gu Wanyu was not love, it was just a kind of natural catharsis. What he had with Kang Miaomiao was not love, but a natural mutual dependence. What he had with Meng Yao was not even love, it was just a kind of accumulation over time, and his love for Zhang

The longing for Zhang Wei should be love, and he would do anything for Zhang Wei, even death.

Just when Lu Xiaobei was lonely watching the white snow falling, a person suddenly appeared in front of him. This person was none other than the person Lu Xiaobei had been thinking about day and night, Zhang Wei!

"Lu Xiaobei, you have been sitting here for a long time, are you cold?" Zhang Wei's words seemed very plain, but she was obviously concerned about whether Lu Xiaobei was cold or not.

Lu Xiaobei raised his head, his face full of melancholy, and looked at Zhang Wei. Instead of answering his question, he asked: "Why are you out too?"

"I don't know what I was thinking. I felt a little uncomfortable in the dormitory, so I went out for a walk alone." Zhang Wei's words were still calm.

Lu Xiaobei smiled lightly and said: "We haven't spoken for a long time. Let's sit down and chat. There is a misunderstanding between us and we need to resolve it."

Zhang Wei wiped the snow on the chair, then sat next to Lu Xiaobei, staring into the distance, and then said: "Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

"Remember that movie we watched together? After watching it, it wasn't that I left without saying goodbye, but when we first came out, I saw my brothers fighting with others, and I rushed over to help. When I came back from the fight, you

Not anymore.”

"Yes, I happened to meet Liu Jian at that time. He sent me back to the dormitory, and was afraid that I would be cold, so he took the initiative to put on my school uniform."

"He just sent you back to the dormitory that night, nothing else?" Lu Xiaobei's eyes lit up and he asked.

"What else do you think can happen?" Zhang Wei asked.

"It's nothing...it's nothing...I'm just overthinking it." Lu Xiaobei felt much more relaxed.

"Lu Xiaobei, stop being a bastard. A bastard can never get ahead. Even if you become the boss of this school, what will happen? You are just a bastard. You will not become a big person."

Lu Xiaobei smiled and said: "Maybe you saw me wrong yesterday, maybe you saw me wrong again today, and maybe you will see me wrong again tomorrow, but I, Lu Xiaobei, am still me, and I will follow my own way

To realize my dream, I am never afraid that others will see it wrong!"

"Maybe I misjudged you, or I didn't understand you at all. What kind of person are you?" Zhang Wei asked.

Lu Xiaobei still had a smile on his face and said: "You'd better not see through me, because if you see through me, you will come to the conclusion that I am a complete bastard."

Zhang Wei stood up, shook her head and said, "You are hopeless."

"Zhang Wei, I also have something to say to you. I like you and be my girlfriend." Lu Xiaobei's words were not a plea, but a command.

Zhang Wei suddenly stopped when she heard this, but she endured it and continued to move forward, saying to Lu Xiaobei: "If you can get into the top ten in this final exam, I will promise you."

If we talk about it in the past, not to mention the top ten in age, even the top three in age Lu Xiaobei was a sure shot. But now, he hasn't read the textbook for a long time. He can't even remember where he threw the book. Don't take the final exam.

The bottom ten would be pretty good...


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