Sister, you miss me

A person will always experience countless people and things in his life. In the red dust of the purple moss, the hurried passing of the sands of the Ganges River, the vast and smoky past of the stars, how many people and how many things can be remembered in a lifetime?

When getting off the car, Yang Feng was surrounded by a thick sense of sorrow.Surrounding him at the same time, there are billowing heat waves, loud noises, and four suitcases with attractive shapes and bright colors.

A man is called a man who works hard on the field, and he who plows the field hard is called a man. Without plowing the field, he also works hard, such as carrying bags and boxes.

The four girls, each with a small backpack, dressed cool and stylish, with empty hands and a relaxed suit. People who don't know think they are here for travel.

Yang Feng, on the other hand, specializes in helping people carry luggage at the train station.

Four young and beautiful girls stood in the crowd and turned around to take advantage of them.

There are many people, many cars and many tall buildings.

Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian both grew up in the county town. Jiang Zangyue only escaped life in Longyang city. She lives in the countryside. Su Qinxin lives in a prefecture-level city. But even she looks around curiously. , Let alone a few other girls?

Yang Feng is different from them. He has lived in the bustling and hustle and bustle of the international metropolis, and he has seen the world, unlike a few girls, who are in the city.

"Hey, you guys, don't look around and look around, otherwise people will treat you as a countryman." The strange place and the new personnel have played down Yang Feng's melancholy. He thought he was kind to remind several girls.

Unexpectedly, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and for a time became the point of all the women.

Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian sneered at each other: "What's wrong with the country people, we are the country people."

Su Qinxin said, "Yes, I am also from a small city, and I have never seen a big world."

Jiang Zengyue's tone was a little more polite, but what she said was enough to punish her.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter with the country people? I'm still a country person. I don't think I'm inferior."

When Jiang Zengyue said this, she paused. Yang Feng was about to give her a thumbs-up, saying, "Don't ask where the hero is." Who knows that Jiang Zengyue's words are endless. She went on to say: "Those who look down on rural people Question, three generations up, how many people are not rural?"

Yang Feng was so old and hot by this robbing, he came to two conclusions at the same time: first, good people are hard to do, but kind reminders have been so condemned; second, women are hard to raise, Kong Sheng’s famous saying!

Seeing Yang Feng deflated, Su Qinxin suddenly wanted to laugh, but she couldn't bear to think of what Yang Feng did on the train.Thinking of getting on the train, she suddenly remembered something, so she said, "Yang Feng, I will count for Xiao Zhuangzhuang's medical expenses."

"Then dare to love, I'm worrying about this!" Su Qin rolled his eyes, feeling dispirited, saying that this man is really hypocritical, who doesn't know he is rich.

Yang Feng looked at Jiang Zengyue and said, "Xiaoyue, can you report your mother's safety?"

Wang Bingqian said: "Wait, find the orientation organization and get on the school bus."

"Well, Sister Qian is right." Jiang Zengyue nodded in agreement.

"Wow-look." Qin Xue suddenly exclaimed.

It's another year of school season.

At the exit of Beidu West Station, the flow of people is surging, but you can see the orientation organization of colleges and universities at a glance. A college occupies a space, just like a booth for a job fair.

Following the direction of Qin Xue's finger, several people immediately saw a whole row of welcome organizations, with the name of the college in a prominent position.

Beiqing University occupies three booths, the location is quite easy to find.

The four girls rushed to the reception desk holding hands, Yang Feng carried, piggybacked, and hand in hand, like a snail.

At 5:20 in the afternoon, four women and one man came to the reception.

The eight people at the reception desk, seven men and one woman, were all in their early twenties, with four eyes in the same water. From the outside, they were all a little worried, worried that they were left in the future.

The man is either fat or extremely thin. The only girl, whose tonnage is frightening, has a bunch of snacks and drinks in front of him.

These men and women wear high myopia glasses and can speak for men and women without makeup: I am a dick, and I speak for myself.

This Beiqing University is also one of the top universities in the country. Are you afraid to affect the glorious image of the college if you arrange these few dicks to welcome the newcomer?Yang Feng couldn't help but slander, but he was thinking about it, could it be that the power of these glasses is directly proportional to learning.

Seeing a few new students, the reception seemed to be quiet, and the seven male voices were dumbfounded and coveted. Of course, the focus of their eyes was not Yang Feng.

However, Yang Feng was not unpopular. The man with acne on his face and a hot strip in his mouth, like a senior sister, at least stopped chewing.

But soon, the elder sister shook her head disappointedly, as if she was saying: What a pity that she is a porter!

Seeing that the saliva received by the seven men was about to drip, Yang Feng couldn't help coughing, and said, "They report."

The seven boys blushed and wiped the corners of their mouths hurriedly. One chubby and one stick stood up almost at the same time.

The two smiled amiably, and reached out to the four girls.

Pangdun introduced himself: "Hello school girls, my name is Lin Shirong, a sophomore in the Branch of Economics and Management, I am your senior, and welcome you."

Ma Gan's eyes gleamed, and he couldn't wait to say: "Four school girls who value both beauty and wisdom, hello, I am Yan Chashu, a sophomore of the Chinese branch, and welcome you to join the big family of Beiqing University."

The four girls held hands, you look at me and I see you, giggling, none of them reached out.

"Oh, you don't give the seniors too much face, and you won't die if you touch your hands!" Yang Feng put down the box and backpack, and walked to the table in the sight of the murderous men, and pulled up the right hands of the two. : "Two seniors, a few girls are not polite, I apologize to seniors for them."

Lin Shirong and Yan Chashu's nostrils were upturned, and their faces were displeased: Boy, you are that green onion, can you represent the four sisters?

Yang Feng seemed to see through their hearts and said with a smile: "My name is Yang Feng and I am a freshman in the Department of Physics of the Division of Physics."

Hearing the word "Yang Feng", everyone at the reception desk was dumbfounded. When he said his profession, the volunteers at the reception desk finally matched the number, leaving only a shock.

Especially the acne-stricken female senior, she threw down the hot strips, stood up, smashed Lin Shirong and Yan Chashu at a speed completely incompatible with her body shape, rushed in front of Yang Feng, and grabbed his hand. Weeping with joy: "You...you...you are Yang Feng from Chunyang No.1 Middle School, Chunyang County, Longyang City, Shunan Province?"

Yang Feng's face was a little pale, and he swallowed hard: "It's...it's the little brother."

Seeing Yang Feng in a situation of abuse, shivering, her small faces turned green. The four girls Su Qinxin, Qin Xue, Jiang Zengyue, and Wang Bingqian couldn't help laughing and snickering.

This was a dumbfounding, and the seven boys were lost.

Yang Feng turned his head and glared at the four girls, and forcibly reluctantly responded, turned his head to the stunned senior, in order to leave the place quickly, Yang Feng asked: "This senior, that..."

The elder sister interrupted him excitedly, as if twisting the waist of the bucket, and the little red heart was full of eyes: "People's name is Nie, Hongye, sophomore, do you think we are very fate? So, I decided, and change when school starts. As a major, I also study astrophysics."

"Don't... don't worry!" Yang Feng broke free from Nie Hongye's hands, and he asked: "Senior sister, you said that we are destined, why do you see it?"

Nie Hongye clasped his fists in his heart, frowned silkworm eyebrows, bit the sausage mouth, shook his brain, blinked and squinted, and said with an aura: "Your name is Yang Feng, and my name is Nie Hongye. I was born for you. Di, you are the wind and I am the sand, you are the tree and I am the leaf, my goodness! I have lived for 21 years, just to wait for you, to wait for this day."

Yang Feng was trembling and breathing quickly. He felt that his throat was dry, his head was foggy, and he wanted to vomit and faint. This was a sad day.

"Student...Senior Sister, He Dehe Neng, younger brother He Dehe Neng, Senior Sister is only good at learning rich and rich, and exporting five cars into dirty poetry. She must be a high-achieving student in the Chinese Department. You must not change your major because of your younger brother. In this way, my country's literary world will lose one A great master is also an immeasurable loss to the world's literary world. I absolutely disagree. I cannot become a sinner through the ages!"

Nie Hongye curled his lips and gave Yang Feng a look: "Small, I am from the Department of Mathematics."

"Uh..." Yang Feng was speechless.

Nie Hongye hid his mouth and chuckled: "However, I found that I suddenly became articulate today. This is something I have never seen in the past. She is an introverted girl. She blushes when she talks to boys before."

Yang Feng staggered.

Nie Hongye stroked her face: "Today is different. As you said, I can also export it as dirty and chant poems and make fus. Do you know why?"

Yang Fengmang shook his head in horror.

"Fool." Nie Hongye's thick carrot-like finger pointed at Yang Feng, "It's all because of you!"

The power of this finger is far more powerful than the one-yang finger and the six-channel divine sword. Yang Feng faltered, and asked in a astringent voice: "Why is it because of me, how...how?"

"Have you never heard anyone say that people in love are poets?"

Before Nie Hongye spoke, Yang Feng turned around and fell on his back. Nie Hongye's exclamation came from his ears: "Yang Feng, brother..."

The four girls only gloated at misfortune, but they were not saved.

At the moment, a pair of powerful hands held Yang Feng, and Yang Feng turned his head to see that he was an extremely sunny big boy.

The boy is nearly 1.8 meters tall, similar to Yang Feng, white slim-fitting shirt, cuffs rolled above the elbow, beige slacks, playboy's gold belt buckle is very dazzling, 37 open partial head, a pair of gold glasses make He added a bit of bookishness.

The big boy waited for Yang Feng to stand up, before reaching out his right hand at him.

Yang Feng looked at this guy up and down, with a well-proportioned body, good temperament, and delicate hands, indicating that he was in a good family background, calm and calm, indicating that his family education was good, and he was very likely to come from a scholarly family.

Yang Feng didn't stretch out his hand, it's not that he didn't understand social etiquette, but he was a little bit overshadowed by the handshake today.