Chapter 107 Graduation
Chapter 107 Graduation
Noticing that Xu Mingyuan was staring at her in a daze, Yang Zhi felt a little shy and didn't want to show off.
The floor was wiped very clean, but Yang Zhi still put her little feet outside the sofa, shook them like a child, and sat cross-legged on the sofa.
Seeing Xu Mingyuan sitting there idly, his eyes didn't seem to be on the TV, Yang Zhi didn't know what was wrong with him, so she just moved closer.
"Brother, eat grapes?"
Yang Zhi plucked a grape and moved towards Xu Mingyuan.
Xu Mingyuan turned around and saw Xiao Yangzhi being cautious, and also noticed the nervousness in her eyes.
"Eat quickly."
Xu Mingyuan came to his senses, snatched the grapes from her hand, and stuffed them into her mouth.
"Well……"
Yang Zhi narrowed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the sweet and sour juice spreading on the tip of her tongue.
My brother doesn't like to eat sour food, so I'll try it next time I buy it.
Xu Mingyuan put aside his chaotic thoughts and focused on facing the future.
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June.
Senior high school students are about to face the first hurdle in their lives.
Parents will tell their children to grow up and become adults.
Society is also teaching people how to be human. Young people over the age of 18 must consider the consequences of doing things and bear the corresponding legal responsibilities for everything.
It seems like they have grown up in an instant. At this time, most young people will learn from their mistakes and want to change themselves, but after a period of time, they return to their usual state.
For boys and girls who have just turned eighteen, the age of eighteen is more like a symbol.
A week before the college entrance examination, the teacher seriously told the students that he had heard some gossip that this question would be a compulsory question in this year's college entrance examination.
Let absent-minded students seize the time to practice more, even if it is only to improve one point.
But students are not fools. If they spread too much gossip, the trust between people will naturally decrease.
Apart from Xu Mingyuan, there were only a dozen calm or quiet male and female students in the class who could still concentrate on the class.
Even Tao Shuxin was no longer interested in studying and only wanted to listen to the teacher tell stories.
My mother has talked to her more than once that adults should consider the corresponding consequences when making decisions, otherwise there will be no regrets in the future.
But at the age of eighteen, how could she be rational? Emotional thoughts filled every corner of her brain.
There are countless advantages of going to Jiangda, such as being close to home, familiar environment, many acquaintances, no risk of being wronged, and so on.
He Qiong watched her daughter's performance calmly, and when she finished, she asked if it was because of the student named Xu Mingyuan.
At this time, Tao Shuxin stumbled and changed the subject, and wanted to talk about the benefits of studying at Jiangnan University again.
After asking several times, Tao Shuxin finally became dissatisfied and sulked, saying, "That's the reason, so what?"
He Qiong had no ill feelings towards Xu Mingyuan, but she couldn't say that she liked him either. She just felt that this kid was very good at causing trouble, and Tao Shuxin was too naive. If she got too close to him, she would definitely suffer in the future.
He Qiong discussed this matter with Tao Changming several times, wanting to hear her husband's opinion.
To be honest, Tao Changming was more worried than his wife.
After all, he had met Xu Mingyuan privately several times. Although this kid usually seemed unreliable, he was always meticulous in key matters.
Even if someone was giving him advice behind his back, it was already a rare achievement for him to be able to execute it.
Xu Mingyuan had joked with him several times, saying that he wanted Tao Shuxin to give up his shares.
But until the day when the official documents were signed, nothing unexpected happened. Tao Changming asked his daughter if Xu Mingyuan had said anything to her, such as asking him for shares.
But Tao Shuxin looked puzzled, which aroused his curiosity and he kept asking questions.
After Tao Changming roughly explained the whole story, his daughter began to pester him again: "Dad, you only helped a little, how can you take advantage of others? Give it back to them quickly..."
It was not until then that Tao Changming came to his senses. His daughter was not as sensible as he thought, and this boy was simply setting a trap for him.
Not only that, Yao Jianhui, whom Xu Mingyuan took a fancy to, was indeed a talent. Although he was not experienced enough in his work, it didn't take long for the manager who came to help to be kicked out of Sailing Technology.
There were some minor incidents, but they were quickly resolved.
Tao Changming was not sure whether Xu Mingyuan had contributed to this, but it was definitely not an easy task to get a shaky company back on track in just over a month.
Tao Changming had no doubt that his innocent and lovely daughter would help count the money even if she was sold.
In fact, I finally came to terms with it. Xu Mingyuan was a good guy in all aspects except that he was a little scheming. He was much better than those little hooligans who rode motorcycles around everywhere.
Xu Mingyuan had expected this outcome. He Qiong was not a mother with a particularly strong desire for control, otherwise Tao Shuxin would not have remained single for twenty years.
Of course, the key point still lies in Tao Shuxin herself.
The innocent and cheerful Tao Shuxin could hardly hide the joy in her heart.
Xu Mingyuan was deeply moved and accompanied her to every corner of No. 3 Middle School.
I wanted to reach out and pull Tao Shuxin, but she ran away with a red face.
It’s not that she minds, but there are spies everywhere in the school, and the teachers all know that she is He Qiong’s daughter.
Taking a short walk around the school was the boldest decision Tao Shuxin had ever made.
However, when there were few people around, Tao Shuxin would secretly stroke the back of Xu Mingyuan's hand with her fingertips, which felt a little cool and made him feel itchy.
Xu Mingyuan has a bad taste. He always teases Tao Shuxin when there are many people around, but does not respond when there are few people around.
Looking at her shy and annoyed look, she walked around the playground again and again.
It's not just Tao Shuxin who is restless, other students are the same.
When they were about to part, the number of people confessing their love increased exponentially.
Even students who are shy to express themselves will be inspired by this atmosphere and will muster up the courage to express their love to their crushes.
Even if no results are achieved, it is an explanation for the three years of high school.
Xu Mingyuan, who received another yearbook, picked up a pen and signed his name, and also wrote a graduation message: I wish you a bright future and all the best.
Whenever Tao Shuxin saw him, she would complain to him, "You're about to graduate, can you please stop being so perfunctory?"
Then she would fill in the missing information for him, such as height, weight, birthday and so on. Xu Mingyuan himself didn't remember them as clearly as she did.
In fact, apart from good friends, few people care about these things.
After a few years, with the movement of work, few people can find the yearbook.
At most, they would create a QQ group, chat for a while, and then disappear. In the WeChat era, they would continue to create a group to chat for a while, and then completely disappear.
On the last day of the three-day holiday before the exam, while Gao Dexiang repeatedly reminded the students not to forget to bring their admission tickets, the students tore up the last test paper and threw it out of the window.
Some students took out balloons, filled them with water in the washroom, and threw them around to break the bad luck before leaving.
This mess is the last gift that the seniors leave to their juniors.
Xu Mingyuan looked back at the gate of No. 3 Middle School, seeming a little reluctant, but still left humming a song.
Finally graduated...
(End of this chapter)