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Lu Zhengkang walked over with a grin, and exclaimed, "Wow, this is not our genius and beautiful girl Meng Qijun's little classmate! What kind of duck is coming to school today? Is it to come to see your dear and wise senior?"

Meng Qijun whispered in a low voice, "Lu Zhengkang, let me ask which junior high school you are going to go to in the future."

Lu Zhengkang scratched his belly, "Oh, so, I discussed with Xuan Xuan and the others that I would go to Ninghu Middle School in Luoshan, do you know how to cut?"

Meng Qijun lowered her head and twisted her hands behind her back. She didn't wear a hat, so her soft black hair fell away. A messy breeze suddenly came over, and the little girl's face was covered with hair in the turbulent wind. Blocking it, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to tie the flying hair, like pulling away a cloud of ink, revealing her flushed cheeks.

Seeing her clumsy look, Lu Zhengkang reached out to help her get all her hair back to the back of her head.

Meng Qijun was holding her hair with her right hand, and her left hand was constantly swinging in front of her, and she took two steps back and forth, "Lu Zhengkang, you are really lacklustre." She couldn't help talking louder, her sharp voice was like on a radio. The creaking electric sound.Meng Qijun himself was taken aback, and his left hand suddenly retracted to cover his mouth, looking very low.

Lu Zhengkang laughed loudly, rubbed her head, and loosened her hard-tied hair again, "Boy."

"Lu Zhengkang! You are bullying classmate again!" Su Xiangli killed from behind, jumped up and hooked classmate Xiaolu's neck. The little girl developed early, and was only slightly shorter than Lu Zhengkang, and hooking her neck would not make Lu Zhengkang feel stuffy.

Lu Zhengkang squatted down a bit, and when he hooked his hands back, Su Xiangli was lifted up. Su Xiangli screamed. Lu Zhengkang grinned and ran around carrying the girl on his back, causing the students to look around. The familiar friends rushed over.

I don’t know who said, "Pig Bajie carries his wife!"

Everyone started yelling "Pig Ba Jie carry his wife!"

Su Xiangli was so embarrassed that he buried his face on Lu Zhengkang's shoulders, and hugged the boy's neck tightly, "Lu Zhengkang, die for me!!!"

Meng Qijun stepped back and stepped back to the tree. She touched her throat and looked in the direction of Lu Zhengkang. The vigorous boy carrying the tall and gentle girl on his back suddenly felt unspeakable sorrow and sorrow.

why?

Can't tell, don't understand.I just want to follow that boy, who is as gentle as the sun, you who are beyond your reach.

...

At the graduation ceremony, the 70-year-old comrade principal stood on stage, and the first sentence was "I will just say three sentences."

Then the second sentence: "Happy graduation, classmates!"

Everyone clap.

The third sentence: "Every class teacher, dean of teaching, all the cadres, leaders, and employees of our school. It has been another six years, and we have sent away a group of lovely students. Everyone’s hard work and hard work are in our eyes. , Say sincerely here, you have worked hard!"

Everyone clap again.

The fourth sentence: "I wish you all graduates a bright future and a bright future!"

The principal stepped down in a cool manner, and the students couldn't wait to slap their palms.

The next speaker on stage was the director of teaching, a middle-aged greasy man. His first sentence was "I said two things."

Then there are four or five points in the two things, and one more thing at the end, for a total of forty minutes.

Lu Zhengkang heard several male teachers whisper in the corner of the auditorium.

A science teacher surnamed Shao, who did not want to be named: "The master's skills are getting better and better every year!"

A physical education teacher surnamed Yuan who did not want to be named: "As expected of a middle-aged man, eh, I heard that he is already bald."

A Chinese teacher surnamed Zhao who did not want to be named: "Isn't it? The hair looks very dense."

Shao Moumou: "I know this. He has long hair on the left, so he moved to the right to cover the top."

Yuan Moumou: "Yes, I heard that he transplanted his hair three times and all died. The most successful one stayed on his head for eight months."

Zhao Moumou: "It's no wonder that it's always a cream head of three to seven points."

"Hehehe."

"Hahaha."

"Quack."

When Lu Zhengkang heard the words, he knew everything in his heart, and then the teacher instructor was babbling in the stands, thinking of his cheating achievements, a kind of arrogance of sympathy between the strong came into being.

Brave young deer, stride to the bald fate!

Su Xiangli poked Lu Zhengkang in the ribs, "You are in a daze again."

"I'm thinking about what to eat for lunch."

"Is there a result?"

"It's too hot to eat, do you want smoothies? I invite you."

...

At the end of the graduation ceremony, Lu Zhengkang distributed the sketches and walked out of the auditorium with Su Xiangli, Zhang Yingxuan and Zhou Ping, but did not see Meng Qijun. He must have already left. Lu Zhengkang sent her an email asking her to be careful on the way home .

The graduates were either in groups of two or three, or followed their parents, led the robots, and slowly walked out of the school gate. When they looked back, although the gate was still open, everyone knew that they might not take another step.

Su Xiangli, wearing orange short sleeves, suddenly felt a little cold, picked up his arms, moved to Lu Zhengkang's side, and sighed, "Bad, we are really a graduate."

Zhang Yingxuan took a small hand-held electric fan to cool herself down, "It's finally liberated, let's hurry up and eat a smoothie, it's hot."

Zhou Ping booed to him, "Hey, you are so disappointed, now it's obviously sad time!"

Lu Zhengkang shook his head and groaned, "You don’t know the taste of sorrow, so you should say sorrow for new words. Don’t be emotional, Su Xiangli, you are a little pig’s head, just a little bit." He ran away, Su Xiangli wow. Called to chase him, Zhou Ping and Zhang Yingxuan followed him as soon as they left, running faster and faster, walking through the straight streets of the city, with countless high-rise glass buildings shining with pure glazed light, sunny days shining on the earth, childhood and youth high Hurray.

...

Two hours later, four children were sitting in a row at the counter of the cold drink shop holding smoothies.

"The cantaloupe is delicious."

"Red beans are more delicious."

"I don't believe it, unless you feed me." Su Xiangli opened his mouth.

Lu Zhengkang smashed a spoon and stretched it out in front of her. The little girl leaned in like a hooked fish, gently squeezed the red bean smoothie, showing a happy smile, "It's delicious, you win."

Zhou Ping asked Zhang Yingxuan, "Why do you want to buy two lemons, so sour."

"Well in summer, of course you have to be cool."

Chapter 459: Mommy is a rascal

Today is Saturday, August 27, 2089. The summer in Jiangnan is still dry.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was clear and pure. Although it was cloudy, it was not dark, but had a soft texture like milk.

After breakfast, Lu Zhengkang was pulled by his mother Sun Hui to the door frame of his own bedroom, took off his shoes and stood there.The mother took a carving knife, gestured to her son's height, and carved the knife in the groove of the door frame.Lu Zhengkang turned around and saw six scratches. It was getting higher and higher. The old man walked over and said, "Student Lu Zhengkang, your current height is one meter and sixty-nine centimeters, compared to the national standard for adolescents who are 12 years old. The average male physique is higher than 90% of your peers."