"It really hits me hard." I said helplessly, and even drinking alcohol tasted extremely bitter.
"I'm just stating the facts." Ye Zhan said, "If you want to hear warm and inspiring words, I have a lot of them."
"Let's just tell the truth." I smiled bitterly: "How are you and Su Wan?"
"Not bad." Ye Zhan said, "Maybe it's because we're not in the same school anymore, our feelings are gradually fading, but we've never had a fight, and we were pretty happy when we were together. It's just that after we broke up, she didn't miss me that much, and I didn't miss her that much either."
I sighed: "We have been together for a year."
"Yeah." Ye Zhan picked out some side dishes, fed him a peanut, and said, "After the initial novelty, there will always be a period of fatigue. To be honest, sometimes I feel that love is not as strong as friendship."
Although Ye Zhan's words were harsh, I have to say that they made sense. As expected, after becoming a school leader, Ye Zhan's thoughts became much more mature than before. Then I asked him about Beiqi's situation, and he said that everything was fine. There were a few troublemakers among the new high school students, but he had dealt with them all. Beiqi was just like Chenggao, with peace and harmony, very good.
Later, we talked about my affairs again. Ye Zhan asked me how I was doing in the vocational college. I said it was OK, just hanging around all day. Then he asked, "Why don't you talk to Brother Yu?" I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded. In fact, I didn't want to hide it from Ye Zhan, but I always felt that the fewer people who knew about it, the better. Ye Zhan smiled and said in a strange tone, "Do whatever you want to do. I will definitely support you to the end." I looked at him blankly. For a moment, I suspected that he could guess what I wanted to do.
So I laughed too, raised a glass of wine and said, "Thank you, brother."
Well, it’s nice to have brothers.
While we were chatting and drinking, a few young men suddenly came in, still with bruised faces and noses. I recognized them immediately. Aren't they the instructors of the freshmen of the vocational college? Now they were not wearing military uniforms, but casual clothes. I knew them, but they didn't know me. So when they came in, they sat at a table next to us and started drinking.
I continued chatting and drinking with Ye Zhan, but I also listened to their conversation carefully.
Needless to say, they cursed the little mustache and others, saying that they were a bunch of students who were so bold that they dared to be so rampant. They must teach them a lesson. Then they discussed that on the last day, after the big exercise was completed, they would organize them to hold a party in the compound of the security company. Since they were in their territory, it would be easy to deal with them.
At first I thought it was fun and exciting. But then I heard that they were really going to teach Little Moustache a lesson, and even break his arms and legs. I thought, this won't work. I still want to get promoted in the vocational college by stepping on Little Moustache. If you guys destroy Little Moustache, who will I step on? How can I get promoted?
It seems that I have to save Little Mustache once more before stepping on him. After the instructors finished their meal and left, I also said goodbye to Ye Zhan and hurried back to the vocational college. When we arrived at school, it was already evening self-study. I called Li Xiaojie and the others and said that we should go look for Little Mustache. Wen Xin was the first to object and said, "I don't want to go look for him. He is too lecherous. I'm afraid he will do something to me."
I said, "Forget it, just stay here."
Wen Xin said: "That won't work, I have to follow Brother Hao. Wherever Brother Hao goes, I will go."
I asked, "Didn't you say you were afraid that the mustache guy would do something to you?"
Wen Xin rolled her eyes and said, "I'll tell the mustache guy that you're my boyfriend, so he can give up on this idea as soon as possible."
I thought about it and said, "That's fine, let's go."
At night, the freshmen in the vocational colleges did not have to undergo military training, and they also had evening self-study in the classroom. Although it was called evening self-study, it was more chaotic than free time. Frankly speaking, the vocational colleges recruited rogue students from various counties and cities, and they did not need anyone to teach them how to make trouble. When we arrived at the mustache class, they were smashing desks in the classroom, and they were having a lot of fun smashing them, making a lot of noise.
The person playing the zither said:
There will be another chapter soon. Now I want to report my physical condition. I had an IV drip this afternoon and it seems to be effective. I will have another day of IV drip tomorrow and I should be able to resume regular updates the day after tomorrow (of course this is not a promise, I can only say I will try my best, try my best).
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