In junior high school back then, there were a total of 50 people in the class.
This class reunion was well organized and 49 people came.
Only one person is missing.
Only, the girl who worried him the most in junior high school did not come.
Shen Fan's eyes searched unwillingly.
At this time, Li Yang, his good friend from junior high school, walked over from nowhere.
Li Yang held the wine glass and sat down next to him. He was already a little drunk: "Shen Fan, what are you doing sitting here drinking alone? I finally saw you. Come on, let's go have a drink first."
Li Yang is thin and frail and wears glasses.
His appearance still hasn't changed much, and he still looks carefree.
Shen Fan raised his beer glass and clinked it with him.
Li Yang squinted his eyes, glanced at the high-spirited Yong Wei, blew out a breath through his nostrils, and cursed: "Grandma, look at that bastard's proud look.
Aren't you just a small owner of a few supermarkets? When I become prosperous in the future, I won't bankrupt him."
When he was in junior high school, Yong Wei often bullied Li Yang, and he still feels resentful about it to this day.
"After so many years, you still haven't let go of that tone. Come on, come on, today is a happy day, don't talk so much.
We meet old friends again, let’s have another drink.”
Shen Fan smiled, but he felt the same hatred in his heart.
The two raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Fourteen years have passed since I graduated from junior high school, and my classmates at that time are already approaching their thirties.
After being severely beaten by society for a few years, I started to look away from everyone who should have looked away.
Shen Fan and Li Yang have almost never seen each other since their third year of junior high school.
The two of them chatted about the sexy days they used to have together, and both of them were still enjoying themselves.
Li Yang took a few more glances at the second-class flower sitting on Yongwei's lap, and said depressedly: "Look at how coquettish that girl is. I was so blind back then, why did I fall in love with her?"
Shen Fan was suddenly stunned. He didn't know why Li Yang said this.
When this guy was in junior high school, he clearly didn't like the girl from the second class. As a best friend, I remember it clearly.
Not paying attention to Shen Fan's puzzled expression, Li Yang's tone was full of sourness: "I heard that the beauty of our class is not doing well. She has high standards, but she can't even get into university.
After graduating from high school, she started to join the society. The people she liked were looked down upon by others.
She will look down on others who can like her.
I guess I want to hug Yongwei's thigh this time.
Damn it, instead of marrying a poor man, you might as well be the mistress of a small supermarket owner!"
Shen Fan frowned, he always felt that there was something wrong with Li Yang's words.
After looking around a few more times, he suddenly asked: "By the way, Li Yang, why didn't Wen Ying come?"
"Wen Ying, who is Wen Ying?" Li Yang was stunned.
"The beauty of our class!"
Shen Fan was also stunned: "Don't you remember?"
"Isn't the beauty of our class that woman?"
Li Yang pursed his lips towards the second-class flower on Yongwei's lap.
"No, no, no, there is another class beauty in our class who is much more beautiful and pure than her. Her name is Wen Ying, you can't forget it, right?
She is recognized as the class beauty of our class, quiet and doesn't talk much.
So I was often bullied and ostracized by other girls."
Shen Fan said anxiously.
Li Yang shook his head and said: "How can there be such a person in our class?
It’s true, I can’t possibly forget it.”
"It's really impossible for you to forget her. You were so obsessed with Wenying back then."
The more Shen Fan talked, the more bitter he felt.
No one knew that Wen Ying was actually the object of his crush at the beginning.
"Impossible, you must have remembered it wrong.
It was obvious that I loved that tacky woman at the beginning, although now I feel like I am blind."
Li Yang secretly pointed at the flower arrangement of Class 2.
Shen Fan was completely confused.
He gave more descriptions about Wen Ying, trying to evoke the memories of his friends: "Wen Ying is about 1.65 meters tall, which is considered very tall among the girls in our class.
But she is very thin and has a beauty mark on her right chin.
Very much like an ancient beauty."
Shen Fan clearly remembered Wen Ying's appearance and every word she said to him.
He didn't have much contact with Wen Ying, but he had always carefully kept all the items that he and Wen Ying had interacted with.
Youthful love in childhood is always a person's best memory.
Even if the other party is careless, it will make the person you have a crush on excited and excited, and it will be sweet to the heart.
Like himself, Li Yang also has a crush on Wen Ying.
Because they had a common crush, the two didn't know each other before they started fighting. After confiding their feelings for Wen Ying to each other, they formed a love alliance and became good friends.
The two even agreed that even if Wen Ying fell in love with one of them, they would still not destroy this friendship.
Although this possibility is extremely slim for two ordinary teenagers.
The original oath was still in his ears, but years later, Li Yang changed his tune.
Said that he fell in love with that secular second-class flower?
Even the memory about Wen Ying was completely forgotten.
This made Shen Fan extremely angry, and the anger was held in his heart.
It's like a lump of greasy fat that can't be spit out or swallowed.
Li Yang seemed to have lost his memory. This guy had completely obliterated Wen Ying's existence in his mind.
Shen Fan was angry and anxious, his face turned red from holding back, and he kept describing Wen Ying and everything between them to Li Yang.
Finally, Li Yang got tired of hearing this and just said something coldly, which chilled Shen Fan's heart: "Brother, I think you drank too much tonight.
Have you mistakenly remembered your memories from high school or college as those from junior high school?"
"Absolutely impossible."
Shen Fan shook his head vigorously: "Wen Ying definitely exists.
The two of us did many ridiculous things in order to pursue her. Do you still remember that one time Wen Ying smiled at us. We argued about who she was smiling at, and we almost got into a fight.
Finally, we competed by peeing far away, and drew a line on the ground. Whoever peeed the farthest from the line would be the one Wen Ying was smiling at..."
"Calm down, calm down."
Li Yang poured another glass of wine for Shen Fan: "We did do a lot of ridiculous things in those years, we were still young after all.
But I remember the person we were pursuing. He was the class beauty with rouge and vulgar powder."
"No. That second-class beauty is obviously not my type. There is no way I have a crush on her.
Didn't you just say, how could you be blind and like that woman?
Because between the two of us, it’s obvious that we don’t like her, but Wenying!”
Shen Fan tried his best to defend himself, but no matter what he said, it seemed that he could not awaken Li Yang's memory of Wen Ying.
Shen Fan was so anxious that his neck turned red. When a person is anxious, he will lose his mind.
He did something completely out of character.
Shen Fan suddenly stood up from the sofa and knocked on the cup hard.
After the crisp knocking sound spread, the originally noisy class reunion was immediately interrupted.
The entire venue fell into a rare silence. Everyone looked up in shock and looked at Shen Fan.
"Shen Fan, what are you doing?" Yong Wei asked doubtfully.
Not to mention he was confused, other students were also confused.
In their memories, Shen Fan was still the shy young man who didn't talk much, would blush whenever he stood on the podium, and would become awkward when speaking.
But the boy will eventually grow up and even be able to muster up courage.
He shouted loudly to all his classmates: "Do you still remember Wen Ying, the tall and thin class beauty?"
"The beauty of the class, haven't I always been the beauty of our class?"
Sitting on Yong Wei's lap, the second-class beauty's eyes widened, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "When did another class beauty named Wen Ying appear in the class?
Moreover, who is Wenying, and why have people never heard of this name?"
"You are not the beauty of the class. If your mother hadn't been the class teacher, it would have been you!
Wen Ying is the well-deserved class beauty."
Chapter completed!