In the evening, Zhang Ruoyu, whose eyes hurt from watching videos in the office, rubbed his eyebrows and went out for an appointment.
I have been in the army for ten years, and I am the supreme young commander. I occasionally watch short videos, and I feel like a thief, for fear of damaging the reputation of the young commander.
Now, as a migrant worker with an independent office, he plans to become blind within three years.
Taking the subway to the destination, Zhang Ruoyu glanced at the luxurious club towering in front of him and sighed in his heart: "I thought I was the only one who became famous in the past ten years, but I didn't expect that these old classmates are not bad either."
"Xiaolu, Didi, Brother Zhang is here."
Zhang Ruoyu walked into the club with impatient steps.
The classmate group has been posting messages, and many female classmates are texting Zhang Ruoyu, urging him to hurry up.
Creak.
Zhang Ruoyu pushed open the door and entered. At this moment, he let go of the coldness of Marshal Beimang and the arrogance of Junsheng's senior management.
It was as if he returned to the age of eighteen overnight, full of energy and embracing his lost youth.
"Students, I miss you so much!"
Zhang Ruoyu made a brilliant appearance.
Sure enough, four or five beauties dressed up for the occasion screamed with excitement, swarmed up and surrounded Zhang Ruoyu.
The air is filled with fragrance and passion.
"Ruoyu, we haven't seen each other for ten years. Do you miss me?" Xiaolu is a young beauty who is full of youthfulness. She and Zhang Ruoyu were tablemates for a whole year when they were studying together, and they have a very good personal relationship.
At this moment, she was holding Zhang Ruoyu's arm very generously, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone.
"Xiaolu, you've lost weight." Zhang Ruoyu, who was surrounded by beautiful women, had a straight face and his eyes were full of affection. "Did you think of me?"
"Pooh!"
The little deer spat, its pretty face turned red.
But still reluctant to let go, tired of old classmates.
"Hey, this is your childhood sweetheart the only one I have eyes for?"
Another beautiful classmate with a more elegant temperament said angrily: "Ruoyu, do you remember that Xiaolu secretly put milk tea and apples in your drawer? Don't you remember that I brought you breakfast for two and a half years?"
"How could that be possible?" Zhang Ruoyu smiled from ear to ear and said with a cheerful face. "If Sister Didi hadn't brought me breakfast rain or shine, how would I have had the strength to eat Xiaolu's apples and drink Xiaolu's milk tea?"
After hearing this, Sister Di Di rolled her eyes at Zhang Ruoyu with satisfaction: "You still have some conscience."
Several other female classmates were also chattering around Zhang Ruoyu, reminiscing about the past.
Thanks to Brother Zhang's excellent memory, a little punching was inevitable.
The air was filled with cheerful elements, and Zhang Ruoyu's sluggish heart also became active.
During the three years of high school, Zhang Ruoyu gradually forgot that he was an orphan, and with the help of his aunt, he embraced life and surrounded himself with others.
He has excellent grades and is the most shining star in every sports meeting.
No matter whether he appears on the basketball court or the football field, he can always get the screams of his senior classmates.
But he always only played with girls in his class and refused wild flowers.
Many times when girls in his class were jealous of vixens from other classes, he would stand by his female classmates without hesitation. Even if those vixens were really good, he would never waver.
Zhang Ruoyu even played a guest role as the boyfriend of half of the girls in his class, cheering them on, but never taking advantage of him and having a good character.
In addition, he has shown extraordinary comedy talent since he was a child, and he always has a funny tongue in his mouth and can always make girls laugh.
No matter in the class or the whole school, he is very popular among girls.
But according to the law of conservation of energy, if girls like him, boys will definitely hate him.
Zhang Ruoyu noticed that the seven or eight male classmates in neat suits who were sitting on the sofa looked at him with very unkind, even disgusted eyes.
Zhang Ruoyu smiled slightly and didn't care.
How can youth be all beautiful?
These bad things will only make Brother Zhang stronger!
Under the instigation of Xiaolu and Sister Didi, Zhang Ruoyu sat down in the Pansi Cave. Xiaolu poured wine for him, and Sister Didi even fed him fruits with her own hands. The atmosphere was so good that he wanted to get drunk here.
"Sisters, if you don't get me drunk tonight, I will never believe in love again!"
Zhang Ruoyu raised his wine glass high and drank it all in one gulp.
The girls raised their glasses one after another: "To our youth!"
But at this moment, a cold voice sounded.
"Zhang Ruoyu, how old are you, and you are still playing house here? Don't you know that you need to keep your distance when in contact with women? Just forget about it, can you not ruin the reputation of Xiaolu and the others?"
The speaker was a handsome young man wearing a custom-made suit.
His name is He Shaohua. Because of his family's strong relationship, he was the class monitor for three years after studying in high school.
Excellent grades, good looks, except for sports, he is definitely Prince Charming level.
But in those high school years, Zhang Ruoyu stole the show and there was no room for him to develop.
Zhang Ruoyu didn't care about He Shaohua's ridicule, and said seriously: "How old are you? Can you speak? In my eyes, Xiaolu will always be an eighteen-year-old girl, innocent, cute and simple."
"Not to mention Sister Di Di, look at her face full of collagen, time is going around her, you have to have a knife? Why, are you the mother of time?"
Zhang Ruoyu's honey-smeared mouth made the female classmates smile and show their beauty.
However, He Shaohua's face darkened and he said in an unhappy tone: "Looking at the way you show off your power in the group, I thought you had a lot of potential in the past ten years, but it turns out that you are still the same as before, with only one mouth left."
Before the beautiful classmates surrounding Zhang Ruoyu could fight back, He Shaohua snorted and said, "Zhang Ruoyu, do you know what Xiaolu's current status is? The secretary to the president of a multinational group."
"Do you know what Di Di's position is? The spokesperson of the information department of a large state-owned enterprise. What is your identity? A cook who has been a cook for ten years?"
"Zhang Ruoyu, can you have a sense of propriety? Can you pay attention to the distance between us? If you just put your arms around each other and talk about love, aren't you afraid of ruining their reputation?"
"The most valuable thing about a person is that he has self-awareness. If someone is polite to you, it means he is well-educated. It does not mean that you can slap someone in the face."
He Shaohua glanced at Zhang Ruoyu coldly: "The campus is the campus, and the society is the society. Don't crush the last bit of dignity left to you."
"When the time comes, it will be you who is embarrassed."
