Chapter 120: "Youth" and "Feelings about Youth"
Finally, under Zhai Da's persuasion, Wu Yue gave up the last box of beer, and returned the excess and supplemented the shortfall. If it was not enough, he could move more.
After the two went upstairs, they found that everyone had not yet taken their seats, or to be more precise, they were queuing for seats.
Everyone has someone they want to "sit with", but no one is convenient to say it out loud, so expectation turns into observation, and observation turns into waiting.
Among them, Lin Shuyao and Zhai Da are naturally popular candidates, but how many places can there be around them?
Seeing the situation, Zhai Da didn't mention reserving a seat. He estimated that the seat would become chaotic after half of the meal, so he just mentioned it to Chu Xiang.
Finally, Wu Yue said, "What's so difficult about this? Just sit according to your desk mates in the class. It'll be fine from front to back."
Not everyone was satisfied with this choice, but at least there was nothing wrong with it. So on Zhai Da's right was Lin Shuyao, and on his left was Liu Meng, who was originally in front of him.
Everyone piled the leftover snacks from the day in the middle of the round table and took whatever they wanted. It was already lively enough before the food was served.
There were also a few people who did not go to Shahe Temple during the day. They brought some white wine from their homes, but Zhai Da persuaded them to go back. So many boxes of beer were outrageous enough, and if they opened more white wine, he would want to call the police.
Class reunions in this world are all similar.
Zhai Da remembered that he had the same experience when he graduated from junior high school in his previous life. At that time, they were all fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, and they felt that they were adults after entering high school, so they secretly drank a little alcohol.
I envision that we will get together every year in the future, our friendship will last forever and we will never forget each other.
But in just three years, most of them came to nothing.
Tonight will probably be the same story, the same emotion, and the same promise.
To be honest, if he had not been reborn and experienced high school again from an adult's perspective, he would not have cared much about Class 38 of Senior High School.
A person cannot have both "youth" and "the feeling of youth" at the same time.
Unless he is "reborn".
That's why Zhai Da was willing to accompany this group of classmates to party, make noise, visit dilapidated temples that practice Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, doing things that seemed to be a waste of time.
He is the lucky one who has both "youth" and "feeling of youth". What reason is there not to enjoy youth?
So I sat in the corner, ate quietly, and found it interesting to watch others having fun.
"You were the one who complained about me skipping class that time."
"Let me tell you, when it comes to football at Woolen Mill Middle School, I've never been defeated by anyone!"
"Zhang Lu! Tell me honestly, do you like Pei Bei from the next class?"
"It's a pity that I woke up too late. My estimated score was 280, which was neither good nor bad, and I didn't have the courage to repeat the year."
The meal was halfway through and the drinking was in full swing. Most of the boys were already a little drunk, but not many girls drank, and those who did only drank a little.
For example, Liu Meng next to him took seventeen or eighteen sips of a glass of beer. It was still the same amount, but the ingredients probably changed.
Zhai Da was the most restrained. The first time he came to see him, he just had a sip of beer, and then it was juice. There were two empty buckets of Orange Juice next to him.
Soon some people started leaving their tables to toast, imitating the adults, while others began to whisper and eat some aged melons.
Some boys took out cigarettes. They may have been smoking secretly for a long time, but soon
I was sent to a separate box to avoid disturbing others.
Chu Xiang, his eyes hazy with drunkenness, was whispering to a boy. Suddenly, for some reason, he got angry and stood up and shouted, "So what? How many boys in the class haven't liked Lin Shuyao? Raise your hands! Let me see who it is."
Lin Shuyao, who was pouring Orange Juice for Zhai Da, suddenly had a trembling hand and poured it directly into Zhai Da's rice bowl, with a layer of red oil floating on it.
Upon hearing this, he immediately glared at Chu Xiang fiercely.
Unfortunately, Chu Xiang was already drunk: "Why are you pretending after you've graduated? I know seven or eight of them. If you don't confess, I'll name them~"
Fortunately, the others were sober. Chu Xiang was pressed directly onto the table, and a large green beer bottle was thrust directly into his throat: "Drink! You must not have drunk enough!"
"Ton ton ton, let me finish! Bah~cough cough cough!"
Chu Xiang passively performed "Whirlwind Inhalation" and broke free from his restraints, but he was still unwilling to shut up. Instead, he became even more drunk and ran a few steps away, saying, "Don't talk about our class. There are only two beauties in the class of Woolen Textile Middle School. They are like little deer and princesses, too high-end for ordinary people to reach. Shu Yao is the most liked by the whole school! It's not something to be ashamed of!"
"It's a pity that Shu Yao doesn't like me. She only likes Zhai Da, and I've had a crush on her for two years. If I had known, I would have always liked Xiao Lu. I shouldn't have switched to Yao's army in my second year of high school."
Lin Shuyao's face was not very good anymore as he was going too far and even dragged Zhai Da into this.
At this moment, a soft and lively voice came from behind Chu Xiang: "Hello, is Zhai Da in this box?"
Chu Xiang turned around in confusion, and saw a beautiful girl with short hair blocked outside the door by him.
Simple straight jeans paired with round-toed white shoes outline an excellent proportion. The upper body is a combination of white T-shirt and white shirt, with a small Tiffany bag slung across the body.
Its whole body is only blue and white, which makes it look cute and clean.
It is so clean that it seems out of place in the "Wu Family Old Brand Local Cuisine Restaurant" where the average price per person is 30 yuan.
The box, which had been filled with screams and shouts just now, suddenly became much quieter.
Lu Siwen glanced inside and waved happily when she saw Zhai Da, but she also did not forget to say hello to others. After all, she had temporarily joined a party of another class.
"Hello everyone, I'm here to see Zhai Da."
Everyone turned their heads stiffly and looked at Zhai Da.
Zhai Da waved his hand, and Wu Yue went to get new dishes and chopsticks, and also brought a chair.
Lu Siwen walked inside happily, but then turned around and bowed slightly to Chu Xiang: "I'm sorry, I may not be able to respond to your love."
Although she didn't know which one it was, it was better to make it clear.
Chu Xiang:
"Well, I'm going to the box across the street to perform a whirlwind inhalation! I probably won't be back today."
At this moment, perhaps only alcohol can relieve his embarrassment of suffocation.
Lu Siwen's arrival calmed down the increasingly heated party a little, and many people quickly remembered some rumors about the school before graduation.
Lin Shuyao likes Zhai Da, and Zhai Da likes Xiaolu.
It’s just that Xiaolu is far away from Class 8 of Grade 3, while Lin Shuyao is Zhai Da’s deskmate, so everyone habitually ignores the latter point.
After Lu Siwen sat down, he
Lin Shuyao waved his hands and greeted Zhai Da through him.
Lin Shuyao responded with a smile and waved his hands.
The way girls greet each other is quite interesting. Zhai Da feels like there is a butterfly of blessing on each side.
Zhai Da asked, "Are you done there?"
"Not yet. I ran away halfway."
Class 11 is also having a reunion today, and Lu Siwen, who has been under "house arrest" for a long time, naturally started to think and had already planned to find Zhai Da halfway.
The driver will come to pick her up on time at nine o'clock, so she just needs to go back on time, right?
She had a lot of things to say to Zhai Da, but the first one was particularly important.
She shook Zhai Da's sleeves pitifully and said, "Mr. Zhai, please give Lin Manman a happy ending. I watched it three times and cried four times."
Zhai Da asked in confusion, "Where did the extra one come from?"
"I had a dream in the middle of the night. I dreamt of the scene of Lin Manman leaving and I woke up crying."
Uh. Very good, strong empathy.
In fact, there are thousands of tragic works. Even with the most perfect writing and emotional expression, there will always be a few people out of a hundred who feel nothing or who have a very high tear point.
But young people, women, and people who are easily immersed in literary works are more easily influenced.
Lu Siwen has all three.
No wonder it has such a strong aftereffect.
Zhai Da said, "From the perspective of sales and the market, a tragic ending is undoubtedly more advantageous, and Editor-in-Chief Lou En also acknowledges this, but I originally planned to write a second ending."
"How we use it depends on the publisher's opinion. At the very least, we can just post it on our blog and treat it as a story from a 'parallel world'."
Lu Siwen breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Lin Manman's life was at least half saved.
Then Zhai Da said, "What do you think of the second ending where Lu Tu dies?"
Lu Siwen's deer-like eyes widened.
"For example, when both of them were lying in the ICU, Lu Tu woke up and saw Lin Manman unconscious in the bed next to him. He realized that Lin Manman was also terminally ill and needed his kidney. So when the night nurse dozed off, he took one last, nostalgic look at Lin Manman, unplugged the ventilator himself, and turned the electronic syringe to the maximum setting."
Zhai Da clapped his hands and said, "There's no cure! In the end, the two families hid it from Lin Manman, saying that Lu Tu died of natural causes. This white lie will deceive Lin Manman for the rest of her life."
Lu Siwen stared at Zhai Da with shocked eyes, as if saying: How can a person be so bad!
Fortunately, Zhai Da finally shook his head and said, "Just kidding, this is really too bad. It feels like tragedy for tragedy's sake, and it's easy to get scolded."
After all, everything hurts the most the first time.
The second time may be a counterattack.
To appease the angry literary girl, Zhai Da picked up a chicken leg for Lu Siwen and said, "Have some of this."
Lu Siwen was angry with Zhai Da for five seconds, pursing her delicate lips and looking like "I'm easy to bully, but I won't accept it."
Well, five seconds is enough to show your attitude, and Mr. Zhai should be able to feel it.
Any more would be rude.
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