Fog Era

It’s normal for the student union to change terms, but he couldn’t help but feel a strange feeling that the power has fallen, the country has changed hands, the king’s power has changed, the city’s flag has changed, and our Qing Dynasty has died. , So that his smile gradually became a ghost, but he himself didn't notice anything.

He himself is also asking himself, why he feels so bad for an ordinary change of term.

After looking up at Fang Qingjue on the stage again, Wang Jinquan suddenly realized.

The reason is simple, he doesn't like looking up.

He can not let others look up to him, he can look up to others, but that is a blessing he bestows on others. Just like the phrase "flat body" said by the emperor, of course it would not be a true "flat" body, it was just the expression of the emperor's kind and generous subjects.

But every time, any time, as long as he stood in front of Fang Qingjue, he couldn't help but feel "looking up". Even standing on the steps and looking down, or even standing on the top of a building overlooking the playground, is completely useless. The physical position will not change anything, as long as he sees Fang Qingjue, he will involuntarily produce a feeling of looking up.

He hates this feeling.

He can hand over the position of student council president to anyone, because he looks down on others, because he is condescending and condescending.

But in front of Fang Qingjue, in front of this real first-class nobleman, he just didn't want to let go of even a little bit of status and power.

This makes him feel like a crow yelling at Phoenix gu gu to protect the carrion-and this consciousness will further aggravate his unwillingness and resentment.

Fang Qingjue stepped off the rostrum and left without even looking at him. Wang Jinquan's expression twitched for a moment, and then slowly calmed down, his breathing gradually calmed down.

The New Generation table came to the stage to give a speech. It is said that it is the scholar, the top student in the high school entrance examination, or the little beauty and the underachievers. Wang Jinquan looked up at the New Generation watch, but felt that the little beauty was transparent and couldn't block his sight at all. There was peace in his heart without any discomfort.

Sure enough, there is only one person who can make him unwilling.

"Next, I would like to invite Shi Tiexin to speak as the representative of 2nd Year Student. Welcome."

"Ooooo!"

"big brother Tie Big brother iron! big brother iron!"

Wang Jinquan, who was thinking, was interrupted by a burst of cheers like an explosion. Amidst the applause and screams that pierced into the sky, how could one look? Xueba like Xueba came to power.

All eyes were on him, all the audience admired him, and everyone eagerly and selflessly supported him. Looking at the people all around and the big guy on the stand, Wang Jinquan's expression lost control again.

"Impossible, how is it possible, trifling pariah, why does it make me look up!"

Wang Jinquan ranted crazy in the heart.

But what if it is crazy? Rush to the stage to attack each other? Look at that size, look at that physique, feel the power of that muscle, are you sure this is an attack rather than death?

Finally, the ceremony was over and the staff dispersed. Wang Jinquan left the school. He suddenly didn't want to go to the senior high school campus immediately. He wanted to go home and return to his comfort zone to adjust.

Walking to the door of the house, looking at the splendorous and majestic villa, Wang Jinquan's mentality adjusted back again, not wanting to go to the farmer with those poor peasants to oneself to somebody's level.

But at this moment, a large group of people in tattered clothes suddenly rushed over like a tide, and surrounded him in an instant.

These people put on slogans and shouted slogans, hoarse.

"Three years of arrears of wages, the world will die!"

"Repay my hard-earned money, return my hard-earned money!"

"Forcing workers to be hardened without protection Scaffolding, there is no compensation for the disability, surnamed Wang’s, human blood steamed buns choked your whole family!"

"We said that the fund-raising construction has been completed for two years. Where did the capital go!"

"Repay the money! Pay the money! Pay the money!"

These people didn’t come directly at Wang Jinquan, but they immediately took Wang Jinquan away. Involved in the team. While pushing and shoving, someone suddenly pointed at him and yelled: "I have seen him, he is the son of the Old Turtle, let him pay back!"

All around the crowd suddenly Surrounded by Wang Jinquan, everyone talking at once angrily blocked him.

Wang Jinquan panicked: "I don’t have money, I really don’t have money."

The people asking for wages are reluctant: "Nonsense, your family has done so many wicked things. Has all the money been burned?"

Wang Jinquan gritted his teeth and shouted: "I let my dad lose all his gambling, and there is really no money at home!"

" No money? You want to send us when you touch your two lips?" "No one presides over justice, we preside over it by ourselves! If we don’t see the money today, we will never leave!" "Didn’t you say you have no money? "Open the door! Don't open it? I think you want to suffer!"

The crowd opened the door and rushed into the villa of Wang Jinquan's house. After a frantic looting, he evacuated like the wind. In front of the villa, only Wang Jinquan stood sadly. His clothes were no longer fresh, dirty and messy, expensive watches and brooches were all torn away, pain and humiliation wrapped him.

He walked into the house, and the room was messy, like war remains. All valuable furniture was removed, and gold and silver jewelry were also swept away. Those worthless were all thrown on the ground indiscriminately.

Wang Jinquan gritted his teeth and searched hard in his bedroom. After searching, he finally found a torn book and a dirty pen.

He opened the notebook, picked up the pen, and wrote on the paper.

——Prominence!

——Prominence! !

——Prominence! ! !

The more he writes, the harder and harder he writes. The more he writes, the louder he bites his teeth and his eyes become redder. Finally, I swipe hard, stab the paper and write it down, clenching my fists like a wounded wild beast and screaming ferociously: "One day, one day, I will surely rise above the others! I will definitely become the real one. Waiting for the nobles!!! I want to be the richest, noblest, and most powerful!!!"

At the same time, Shi Tiexin looked at the notebook in his hand with a little surprise in Fengming No.1 Middle School. Looking towards Zhou Nan on the opposite side: "Transferred?"

"Yes, that kid ran away. The last thing we got from him is this book." Zhou Nan has a subtle smile on his face. : "Look at the boss, the content inside is amazing!"

"That's it." Shi Tiexin was a little disappointed. He originally wanted to see that Gu Shaoqiu again, and carefully observe whether this kid and Gu Shaohuai on the main world line were alone, but now they are gone.

But this is not a major event. Let’s leave. Shi Tiexin took the notebook and went back to the dormitory.

As soon as I walked to the door of the bedroom, I heard a voice inside.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a boy on the empty bed in the room.

This boy seems familiar.

"Oh, buddy, how are you." This boy looks handsome with sword eyebrows and stars. But somehow, in the bones always exudes a scream: "My name is Shen Xingye, we will be roommates in the new semester!"

Shi Tiexin's summer vacation is over.