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Chapter 47 Let me tell you something
Feng Qingyang sat next to Zhou Chao with a smile.

The students' eyes quickly shifted to Zhang Wanwan.

Today, Zhang Wanwan wore an off-white short T-shirt, a light yellow skirt, revealing a small section of her fair calves, and a pair of white sneakers.

Feng Qingyang led Zhang Wanwan to buy them.

This was the first time for many students to see Zhang Wanwan taking off her school uniform, and they were instantly stunned.

"I've said it before, Zhang Wanwan is prettier than Sun Jiayin."

"I used to think Sun Jiayin was prettier than Zhang Wanwan, but today I saw Zhang Wanwan dressed up and I changed my mind."

"Don't think too much, haven't you seen how close Feng Qingyang and Zhang Wanwan are."

The students were discussing in private and did not speak out on a large scale. After all, the other person involved was also present, sitting next to He Juming.

Some people who reacted slowly realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere. They looked at Sun Jiayin for a while, then at Zhang Wanwan and Feng Qingyang next to her.

The love affair between Feng Qingyang and Sun Jiayin was well known in the school. In the end, because Feng Qingyang failed the college entrance examination, the two broke up, and some students still regretted it.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyang and Zhang Wanwan would be together in an instant, and they could be called the school beauty killer.

Zhang Wanwan was not used to being exposed to the spotlight, which made her very cautious and subconsciously leaned towards Feng Qingyang.

"Don't move, the stools are touching each other." Feng Qingyang whispered.

"Ah." Zhang Wanwan glanced down at the stool and blushed instantly.

At this moment, He Juming suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Everyone is here. Let's pour wine into the glasses. Now let's ask Teacher Zhao to say a few words. Everyone is welcome!"

Everyone stopped talking, turned their attention to the head teacher, Zhao Fangguo, and applauded warmly.

Zhao Fangguo raised his glass, hesitated for a moment, and chose to say something cliche: "My classmates, my three-year high school career is over. We have spent countless days and nights together, experiencing laughter and tears, frustration and growth.

"You are about to enter the university campus or enter the society. There is still a long way to go. I hope you can move forward bravely and create a wonderful life of your own.

"I wish every student a bright future and a promising future. Cheers!"

After saying this, he drank it all in one gulp.

Every student has a sincere expression, and their eyes are full of longing for the future. Zhao Fangguo once had such clear eyes.

But he knew that Zhang Hua, who was admitted to a prestigious school, Li Ping, who was admitted to a secondary technical school, and Xiao Ming, who was working as a salesperson in a department store, did not all have bright futures.

Just now, the students were discussing the topic of He Juming and Feng Qingyang, and he heard them all.

He felt sorry for Feng Qingyang. He could have been admitted to a prestigious school and achieved a more exciting life, but Feng Qingyang was content with the status quo and only saw immediate benefits.

He admitted that a monthly income of 20,000 yuan was enough for ordinary people to live a prosperous life, but he originally had higher expectations for Feng Qingyang.

Although Li Cuicui's words may not sound good, they are also true.

He Juming was born in Rome. Feng Qingyang gave up the opportunity to go to a prestigious school. He may pursue it all his life and never reach He Juming's starting point.

Sighing inwardly, he sat down.

Most of the students didn't think too much and drank together excitedly. They felt that Zhao Fangguo's lecture was very good.

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere became more and more lively. Some people toasted passionately, while others toasted boldly.

He Juming was not afraid of those who came, and all those who came to toast him responded, trying to show their masculinity in front of Sun Jiayin.

Li Xinwei sat next to Zhao Fangguo and looked for an opportunity to have a drink with Zhao Fangguo: "I think Feng Qingyang will not do well in the future. Even if he is compared with He Juming, he may not be incomparable."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Zhao Fangguo asked.

"Intuition." Li Xinwei glanced at Feng Qingyang, then turned to Zhao Fangguo and said, "Before the college entrance examination, although Feng Qingyang's grades were always better than mine, I always felt that the gap between the two of us was not big."

He paused and continued, "But since Feng Qingyang failed, I feel that the gap between him and me is getting bigger and bigger. I can't explain this feeling, and I don't know why." "Uh." Zhao Fangguo was noncommittal. Li Xinwei has not yet entered college, let alone entered the society, and does not understand the cruelty of the word "class". If Feng Qingyang goes to a prestigious school, there is still a glimmer of possibility, just a glimmer.

"Come on, Teacher Zhao, I respect you." He Juming came over. He had been thorough in everything from beginning to end today.

"Go to college well, the teacher is optimistic about you." Zhao Fangguo patted He Juming on the shoulder and said words of encouragement.

"Okay." He Juming finished the toast and walked back to his seat to chat with Sun Jiayin.

Sun Jiayin continued one after another.

But He Juming drank a lot and his head started to go numb, so he didn't notice Sun Jiayin's perfunctory attitude.

He winked at Li Cuicui, who made an OK gesture, stood up, walked to the secret door, and lit the confession candles inside one by one.

At this time, just after three rounds of drinking, the students were in high spirits due to the influence of alcohol, and the atmosphere in the private room reached a certain point.

"Clap clap clap!"

He Juming stood up, clapped his hands three times, then spread his hands, raised them high in the air, and said loudly: "Students, all look at me, and I want to say something."

Everyone turned to look at He Juming, and there was a brief silence.

Suddenly, the private room fell into darkness.

Someone turned off the lights.

"Ah——" some female classmates exclaimed.

Li Cuicui opened the secret door at this time, and a light source appeared in the private room. The classmates turned their eyes and saw a carefully arranged confession scene.

"Wow - someone wants to confess."

He Juming moved, he pulled out his seat and walked towards the performance site, where a large number of confession candles were shining with light, forming a heart shape, and the sides were covered with scattered rose petals.

Li Cuicui stood by and when He Juming came over, she handed a large bouquet of roses to He Juming's hand.

He Juming was holding flowers and standing in the center of the candle array, his heart was pounding and he was very excited.

Under everyone's gaze, he finally spoke: "There is a girl whose every little movement and every look in her eyes makes my heart beat fast.

“What I want to tell you is that no matter what happens, I will be there for you.

"I hope to be able to hold hands with you until we grow old together, please accept my sincere confession.

"That girl, you know I'm talking about you, please stand up now."

He stared at Sun Jiayin with great hope.

Some classmates also looked at Sun Jiayin and winked, telling her to hurry over. Some opened their mouths wide, not knowing who He Juming was talking about, and glanced back and forth on the dining table.

Others looked at Feng Qingyang, looking like they were watching something good.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

No one stood up, and with each passing second, the atmosphere in the private room became more solemn.

ten seconds.

Still no one stood up.

Some people have already felt that the air is freezing and they can no longer breathe.

"Damn it. Zhou Chao, why are you talking about me making a million dollars so casually?" Feng Qingyang suddenly shouted.

(End of this chapter)