Teenagers whose values are not yet fully developed tend to imitate the actions of people they know. Zhuang Guoliang's family is in the construction business and they are not short of money.
So even at a young age, he exuded the aura of a high-quality human man; his hair and leather shoes were gleaming, and he wore a suit, looking like a young boss.
He picked up the microphone and coughed lightly:
"Dear students, three years is neither a long nor a short time. I, Zhuang, am honored to have spent three wonderful years with you."
"Today we are liberated, and from now on we are adults. I propose that we all raise a glass together and drink a toast to witness our journey to maturity."
"I once wrote this on my WeChat Moments: 'I've lived my life on thin ice. Let me toast to the past, and from now on, I'll never look back on love again.' Everyone, I'll drink first!"
After saying that, Zhuang Guoliang raised his glass, tilted his head back, and drank the Harbin beer in one gulp.
Then, imitating his father, he turned the wine glass upside down to show everyone what it meant to drink it all up.
The audience erupted in applause. Not only did Zhuang Guoliang think he looked cool, but his classmates thought so too.
"Brother Zhuang, you really don't look like a student at all. You're so handsome and mature."
"A person like Guoliang will definitely become an elite as soon as he enters society."
"I think the boys in our class are all too immature compared to Zhuang."
Amidst the applause, Zhuang Guoliang stepped off the stage, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards Liu Ruyun, the school beauty.
There's always something fishy going on when things seem unusual. A man suddenly showing off his peacock-like behavior is usually for a woman. Similarly, a high school student inexplicably acting mature is also like that.
He liked Liu Ruyun. She was beautiful and came from a good family. He felt that among all the girls in the school, Liu was the first one who could match his precarious life.
Liu Ruyun's expression remained indifferent; she would always peer out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the banquet hall, as if waiting for someone.
The round table in Class 7 was closest to the stage, so Zhuang Guoliang sat back down in his seat.
The students were also very proud, very proud that Class 7 had such an outstanding student as Zhuang Guoliang.
Only Leng Lin showed a hint of disdain on her face. She had seen Lin An spend millions of dollars, and was immune to this level of showing off.
To her left was an empty seat reserved for Lin An, and directly opposite her sat Zhuang Guoliang.
Zhuang Guoliang was somewhat displeased to see that Leng Lin and Liu Ruyun both had indifferent reactions, because Leng Lin was his second choice.
It was probably from the time Leng Lin started to turn pale that he noticed the girl's beauty. Sometimes he even thought that if Leng Lin lost weight, she might be even more beautiful than Liu Ruyun.
He even struggled with the question of who he should choose if Leng Lin lost weight, and whether he should give up on Liu Ruyun and bring Leng Lin out of the options. Because of this problem, he couldn't sleep for several nights in a row.
One night, he was so tormented by his inner conflict that he changed his WeChat Moments signature to "I've grown thin and haggard for her sake."
He thought that he would choose Leng Lin or Liu Ruyun as the first to notice that his signature had changed and to show concern for him. Unfortunately, two months have passed and neither of them has contacted him.
Don't try to guess a man's thoughts. You'll never figure it out. Just pee on his face and he'll be sober.
Lin An hadn't arrived yet, and Leng Lin wasn't very interested. She didn't chat much with her classmates and just kept eating by herself.
Unable to find an opportunity to approach Liu Ruyun, Zhuang Guoliang decided to start with Leng Lin.
"Hey Leng, who's the empty seat next to you reserved for?" he asked.
"Lin An, he'll be here a little later."
"Oh, it's Lin, the academic star."
Zhuang Guoliang smiled on the outside but cursed inwardly. For three years of high school, he had always been a respected figure in his class, a wealthy second-generation heir, and a mature and steady future social elite.
Then Lin An arrived and immediately took first place in the national exam, stealing all of Zhuang's limelight. Not only that, but there were also rumors that the school beauty, Liu Ruyun, was throwing herself at him, but he refused. This was like stabbing Zhuang in the heart.
Everyone in the class knew that Leng Lin and Lin An were close.
Fortunately, Lin An was poor, so he wasn't afraid. There's a popular question online: "700 points on the college entrance exam or 7 million yuan in cash, which would you choose?" Many people chose the 7 million yuan.
Although Zhuang Guoliang couldn't even score 500 points on the exam, the Zhuang family really did have seven million, which made him very confident.
At this moment, Zhuang Guoliang asked again, "Lin An hasn't been to school for a long time. What has he been busy with?"
"He's busy making money," Leng Lin said vaguely, busy eating sweet potato balls.
Zhuang Guoliang smiled slightly. He understood a little about the hardships of working and studying hard, especially for poor students.
Then he said meaningfully:
“Making money is indeed the most important thing. My dad wants me to take over the family business during this holiday and requires me to earn the money to buy him a car within the holiday.”
"What? Brother Zhuang, you bought a car?"
"Was the car you rode in today bought for you by your dad?" The boys perked up at the mention of cars.
Zhuang Guoliang nodded proudly: "Yes, a white BMW 5 Series is perfect for us young people."
On the table, a little girl's mouth was agape in an "o" shape, and her eyes were sparkling.
Zhuang Guoliang smiled and casually rolled up his sleeve, revealing a gleaming gold watch.
"Zhuang, your watch is so nice! What brand is it?"
"Lang Qin is worthless, less than 30,000 yuan."
A gasp of surprise rippled through the room as everyone chattered about the strength of the bookmaker.
Some girls even offered to ride home in Zhuang's car.
"Zhuang, could you take me home tonight? I've never ridden in a BMW before."
"I've never ridden it before, and I'd like to."
"Give me a ride. Our houses aren't far apart, it's on the way."
Before Zhuang Guoliang could agree, the girls had already started arguing.
Zhuang Guoliang said with difficulty, "Oh dear, I've been drinking today, so I need to call a designated driver. I can only take two people at most."
Several girls immediately began vying for the two seats.
Zhuang Guoliang observed Leng Lin's reaction. She seemed completely uninterested in the topic until a beam of white light shone into the villa's courtyard. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and a smile appeared on her face.
A black Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared in the courtyard.
"Holy crap! A Rolls-Royce!"
As a boy at one of the tables exclaimed in surprise, the girls in Class 7 stopped arguing and looked out the window.
"That black car looks so cool! What kind of car is it? Is that its name?" asked a girl who had just wanted to ride in the BMW.
"Rolls-Royce, a top-tier luxury car brand. See that gold emblem on the hood? I advise you not to touch it; you can't afford to pay for it if you break it," explained a car-savvy boy in our class.
The girl said "Oh," and turned to ask Zhuang Guoliang:
"Guoliang, does your family own a car like this? Is your dad driving a top-of-the-line luxury car?"
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