Chapter 62 Chen Zhuo, you must be awesome in Zhongda! Chen Zhuo refused to go to this junior high school reunion, even though Wang Changhua called him twice, Chen Zhuo still refused. "Okay!" Wang Changhua hung up the phone and said to herself, "Since you're not going, I'll have to borrow your summer vacation." After saying that, Wang Changhua put on the overalls and suit, and sprayed some gel water in front of the mirror. Before leaving the house, I hesitated for a moment in front of the guitar case, and finally decided not to carry it. Today is a reunion of junior high school classmates. After all, we haven’t seen each other for three years. Wang Changhua decided to show her “grown and mature” side. Although she still looks a bit childish with this thing on her back. Facing different people, you should act differently. A man should not have only one side! The venue for this gathering was a private room in a hotel, which was a bit strange. Most junior high school graduation parties are still held at KFC or McDonald's; But starting from the graduation reunion of high school classmates, everyone unanimously chose the private room of the hotel, even though no one had been taught this by their elders. It seemed as if this was a spontaneous imitation of adult behavior as they grew up.

Wang Changhua arrived at the door of the box, thought for a moment, then suddenly took out his cell phone, changed the note of 10086 to "CITIC Securities Xiao Huang", and then dialed directly. When the call came in: "Dear mobile customer, hello..." Wang Changhua pushed the door open and said loudly while holding the phone: "Hello? Can you hear me? I'm having a class reunion here. Since the stock price can't go up, let's sell it. Sell all..." Wang Changhua was dressed like a successful person and kept saying words like "stocks, sell all, K-line chart" which even high school graduates couldn't understand. The originally bustling box suddenly became quiet, and everyone's attention was focused on him. Wang Changhua tilted his neck and looked at no one, as if he was listening carefully to the report from the other side. He frowned and said, "Xiao Huang, please be more careful in the future, otherwise I will have to find someone else to receive you." Then, in front of all the classmates, he hung up the phone heavily, and as if he had just realized what was happening, he said to his junior high school classmates: "Sorry everyone... stocks... I have nothing to do during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, so I'll play with stocks..." "Oh~" Everyone nodded, not quite understanding. Stocks do seem a bit distant, high-end and niche to high school students. Wang Changhua simply pretended to be nice, and then greeted everyone one by one: "Dachun, long time no see... Ah Hao, you have become much more handsome... Hey, isn't this Xiao Liu, the beauty of our class..." Wang Changhua sat down next to Bian Xiaoliu as she spoke, looking at her pretty face and praising her warmly, "Xiaoliu is still as cute as before. Do you have a boyfriend?" Wang Changhua once said that Bian Xiaoliu was not even qualified to be Yu Xian's concubine. Although this is true, it is relative to Yu Xian. In the eyes of normal people, Bian Xiaoliu is considered a little beauty. Bian Xiaoliu smiled slightly and said modestly: "I don't plan to fall in love before I graduate from college." "Little Liu is so pure!" Wang Changhua wanted to continue flirting, but was interrupted by other students. Wang Changhua, this awesome guy, started showing off as soon as he came in, and then went to hook up with the class beauty. Does he really think that others don’t know what kind of person he is?

Immediately, a boy said with a half-smile: "Changhua, since you said you know a lot about the stock market, tell us which stocks are more popular now." "wipe!" Wang Changhua thought to herself that something was wrong. These stock terms were all mentioned by Chen Zhuo accidentally when they were having dinner and chatting. In fact, I don’t understand the market and the K-line chart at all. Facing the attacks from his classmates, Wang Changhua was not panicked at all. He had often been exposed for pretending to be cool in the past, so his mental strength was already very strong. "The stock market is too complicated. I'm afraid you won't understand..." While chatting nonsense to kill time, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Chen Zhuo with one hand. Wang Changhua: Help! Chen Zhuo:? Wang Changhua: Which stocks are more powerful in the stock market this year? Publish them as soon as possible. One minute later. Chen Zhuo: China Shipbuilding (600150), China Tin Industry (000960), Zhongfu Industrial (600595), and Guangji Pharmaceutical (000952). Wang Changhua: What do the Arabic numerals at the end mean? Chen Zhuo: Stock code. Wang Changhua: I’m at the party. I’ll talk to you when I have time. Presentation: 1. Wang Changhua: What does 1 mean and what does it represent in the stock market? Chen Zhuo: No. 1=I know, I'm too lazy to type. Wang Changhua: 1. "…The stock market is so complicated that I'm afraid you won't be able to remember if I say too much, but…" Wang Changhua was like a student who was cheating and suddenly got the correct answer. He immediately said with confidence: "There are a few stocks that are good, for example, China Shipbuilding 600150 and China Tin Industry 000960. You may not know what the Arabic numerals behind them mean, or what the stock codes mean..." Wang Changhua talked a lot and he was a boaster. For a while, his junior high school classmates all thought he was a stock god. Until Bian Xiaoliu interrupted weakly: "Wang Changhua~, you are so amazing, which university did you get into this year?" Wang Changhua, who was in high spirits, choked up and twisted her shoulders imperceptibly: "If my headphones were not broken and I hadn't done any of the English listening exercises, I would probably be able to get into a 211 university." "Oh?" Bian Xiaoliu pretended to be playful and said, "So who are you now?" “Guangzhou University.” Wang Changhua felt that Bian Xiaoliu was not that cute anymore. No one else asked, but you were the only one who kept asking questions. When classmates found out that Wang Changhua was only admitted to Guangda University, the filter of "stock god" in their mind was immediately shattered. After all, he had just graduated from high school, and the idea of ​​"grades only matter" was still deeply rooted in his mind. The halo soon returned to those students who were admitted to 985 universities such as Sun Yat-sen University and South China University of Technology. How could Wang Changhua tolerate this situation? She immediately sent another message to Chen Zhuo.

Wang Changhua: I remember you seemed to have comforted students who didn’t do well in the exam before. What did you say? Chen Zhuo: I forgot. Wang Changhua: Brother, you can think of two golden sentences for me right now, it will really help me out. Two minutes later. Chen Zhuo: You are just not on the list, but it does not mean you have no way forward. The college entrance examination results can only represent the result of one exam. Chen Zhuo: Every wrong question in the college entrance examination may be for us to meet the right person; as for every right question, it is for us to meet a better self. Wang Changhua: 1. Wang Changhua raised her head and saw a girl saying that she had not performed well this time and could not get into her first choice school, so she had to be transferred to another school. The other students were just trying to comfort him perfunctorily. "Don't lose heart!" Suddenly, Wang Changhua shouted with full energy: "You are just not on the list, it does not mean you have no way to go..." The girl raised her head and met Wang Changhua's firm gaze: "You have to know that every wrong question you answered in the college entrance examination may be for you to meet the right person, and the right question is for you to meet a better self..." Since failing the college entrance examination, the girl has heard many consolations, but none of them can compare to the philosophy and hope contained in Wang Changhua's words today. She couldn't help but raise her glass and said, "Thank you, Changhua." Looking at the admiring eyes of his classmates, Wang Changhua smiled faintly: "Success or failure does not determine a person's success. I did not perform well this time. Normally, I would have no problem getting into Jinan University. But I did not give up my life plan and used my summer vacation to learn how to drive." "Learning to drive" was what Chen Zhuo did, but who made him not come? When you go out, your identity is given by yourself. "Wang Changhua, are you learning to drive too?" Bian Xiaoliu suddenly said in surprise: "I also learned to drive this summer, and I met Chen Zhe." "What?" Wang Changhua was also stunned for a moment, thinking that Chen Zhe had never told me about this, and nodded and said, "Then you two are also destined to be together. You were deskmates in junior high school, and you learned to drive in the same driving school. You will also be in the same campus in college in the future." “What university has one campus?” Bian Xiaoliu didn't quite understand: "I'm from Zhongda University, and he's from Guangjin University, which is quite far away." "Guangjin?" Wang Changhua looked at Bian Xiaoliu as if he were a fool: "Chen Zhuo scored 652 points in the exam and got the admission letter from Zhongda Lingyuan. He is crazy to go to Guangjin University. He doesn't even want to be the dean." "real or fake?" Bian Xiaoliu’s first reaction was that Wang Changhua was lying to her. When the other junior high school students heard the score "652", those who were eating, playing, playing with their phones... all slowly stopped what they were doing. 652, it seems that no one in the box has a higher score than this. The organizer of this party, the junior high school monitor Yang Jinxiang, also asked in disbelief: "You mean, Chen Zhuo scored 652?"

Yang Jinxiang was admitted to the Institute of Marxism at CUHK with a score of 634, currently the highest score in his junior high school class. "Is there anything strange about this?" Wang Changhua inexplicably felt a sense of absurdity that "these country bumpkins really have never seen the world", and could not help but said loudly: "Two people from our class were admitted to Zhizhong in the high school entrance examination. I paid for it, but Chen Zhe was admitted to Yuanpei Experimental Class based on his own strength. Is it hard to understand that he scored 652 in the college entrance examination?!" When Chen Zhuo was in junior high school, he was short and taciturn, and was often bullied because of Bian Xiaoliu, so much so that he was subconsciously ignored at class gatherings. Wang Changhua didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but from the tone of their voices, it seemed like they looked down on Chen Zhe. Suddenly, I felt like, "My friend was insulted, and I'm angrier than my friend." "Changhua, don't get excited." Yang Jinxiang was worthy of being admitted to the School of Marxism. He immediately smiled and said, "It was my negligence this time. When I go to college, I can take Chen out to play more and make him more cheerful." "Take Chen along for some fun?" Wang Changhua rolled his eyes to the sky and smiled coldly: "I have a rumored girlfriend, do I need you to take me out to play?" "Chen Zhuo already has a girlfriend?" Bian Xiaoliu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. They had been practicing driving together for more than 50 days. It was okay that he lied to her that he was from Guangjin, but he actually had a girlfriend without telling her? "Does his girlfriend also study at CUHK?" Bian Xiaoliu asked coldly. "Yes, it's also Lingyuan." Wang Changhua felt that this alone would at least allow Bian Xiaoliu to respect Chen Zhe. Unexpectedly, Bian Xiaoliu remembered what Chen Zhuo said about "girls admitted to Zhongda" during driving practice yesterday, and thought he was speaking from inspiration, so he fiddled with his nails and said casually: "Then his girlfriend should be ugly, with acne and oily spots on her face from staying up late, not very tall, and her hair is dry and yellow like straw..." "Hahahahaha..." Wang Changhua suddenly burst into laughter, and even tears came down in the end. Some people said that Song Shiwei was cold, some people also said that Song Shiwei had no friends, but no one ever said that Song Shiwei was ugly. Are you blind? You are really suitable to learn "Erquan Yingyue"! Wang Changhua suddenly didn't want to say anything, and didn't even want to eat a bite of food. He picked up the suit on the chair and left in the astonished eyes of Yang Jinxiang, Bian Xiaoliu, and other classmates. As I walked out of the hotel, I felt the sun was scorching and poisonous. The sweeping heat wave was like a plague, infecting those arrogant and foolish people. Wang Changhua took out his cell phone and called Chen Zhuo. "The party is over so soon?" Not long after, Chen's gentle voice came from the receiver. "Chenzhe!" Wang Changhua said only one sentence in a stern voice: "I'll give you two years... No! In one and a half years, you must become the most awesome student in CUHK and trample them under your feet!"

······ (I was late at noon, so I’ll write a long chapter to apologize in the evening. Please give me monthly tickets.) (End of this chapter)