The fat man was wearing an old color khaki coat covered with mud and ink marks.
Squinted his eyes and proudly began to change his voice with Sun Pao, who was also in adolescence. His throat screamed and drank a bottle of soda with a duck. At this time, no one remembered Qin Xiaotian's arrogant attitude when he just came to Qingshan Town from Taiwan. The guy who was holding a GBA and showing off everywhere and talking about how we are in Taiwan and how we are bored in Taiwan is completely no different from the little kid in Qingshan Town who was born and raised.
No one could tell that Qin Xiaotian had a billionaire father who opened a machinery factory with hundreds of jobs in Qingshan Town. Just like no one could tell, in Qin An's eyes, the summer of 1996 that quietly arrived was no longer the summer in his memory.
As the late spring gradually becomes denser, the willow green leaves quietly, and the stronger sunshine makes people lose their clothes. The atmosphere of early summer is as vigorous as the rising sun, as fresh as a young man, like Qin An's mood, with a little emotional melancholy, but it will undoubtedly jump happily and gradually move towards the sunny days.
In the early summer of 1996, there was no lively May Day holiday. The most eye-catching thing about these days was that Lee Teng-hui finally won the general election and was about to be sworn in as president in late May. The situation in the Taiwan Strait was once tense. In the domestic economic field, it was a series of actions of the Red Star Group.
I have raised huge amounts of money overseas and acquired state-owned forestry groups, planting trees and afforestation in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River at any cost. I don’t know if it is to prepare for the future pulp source. Maybe it can avoid that major flood. Qin An doesn’t have much memory of the economic events during this period. He is very clear that Hongxing Group suddenly announced that it has fully realized that all the components of its own VCD disc machine were never in his memory. It seems that many things have changed beyond recognition.
The Economic Research Institute under the Red Star Group suddenly paid attention to "The God of Painting", because it was a carefully planned and clever marketing method, or a desperate gamble. The gradual discount sales method of "The God of Painting" was analyzed. In theory, even if Hong Star Group is not a top-notch enterprise in China, the Economic Research Institute under the jurisdiction was unlikely to worry about a market action of only a few million while occasionally paying attention to the flow of hot money in Southeast Asia. You should know that compared to the 200 million yuan bidding king of Hong Star Electric, millions are just drizzles and are far from being called a gamble.
The so-called high-gambling probably refers to the comics industry. Because of the attention of the Economic Research Institute, many mainstream media have begun to pay attention to the new comic magazine "The God of Painting". The Press and Publication Administration took the opportunity to promote a series of news events about the domestic comics industry, denying that the piracy industry allowed Japanese comics to completely occupy the Chinese market without spending a penny. "The God of Painting" is naturally an element that often appears in the news. You should know that since the implementation of the 515 project, the most eye-catching thing in the Chinese comics industry is the 300,000 free journal gift from "The God of Painting".
When the domestic comics industry finally began to care about the content of "The God of Painting" and felt that the other party had not only mastered clever marketing methods, but also had content resources that were enough to occupy the market, they began to feel various heartbeats, either excited or panic, and then they were surprised to find out in market research.
After the first discount of the second issue of "The God of Painting", the group of people who followed the comics were already discussing and looking forward to the content of the third issue as if they were possessed.
The second issue has been able to recover the costs of distribution through channels, and the third issue has not yet achieved profitability, but some advertisers have come to the door to try to win the advertising page of "The God of Painting". Faced with these generous contracts, Xu Xuming endured the pain and refused one by one, but he also knew that it would take not long for the advertising contract of "The God of Painting" to increase several times.
Li Lisi, who originally wanted to take the dividends of Hongxing Electric Appliances and show her strength in China's land of gold everywhere, could only grit her teeth at this time, allowing the security investment, which was becoming increasingly unlucky because of the continued burning of money in "The God of Painting", to fully support it. Even the part of the funds originally planned to be invested in Xiao Qin Education was reduced.
Qin An didn't know that Li Lisi was cursing her boss. He held a dog-tail grass that had grown hard when he caught the sunlight, and sat on the little stone pillars left by the old address of the school and watched the sunset.
That year, Ye Zhulan's 14th birthday, at that time, she was not as happy and joyful as she was now. Her cheeks were always filled with a happy and joyful smile soaked in sweetness. Her young breasts were still struggling to move forward, wearing a flower silk shirt with ink marks left by playing with Qin An. The girl's liveliness and the girl's unpredictable thoughts flashed with the light that attracted Qin An.
That year.
Qin An's ignorant heart already understood his feelings for Ye Zhulan. He could not say some things, and he was also afraid to say them. He had a confused feeling about the world. He was not clear about his future. He had no confidence that he could do something amazing after leaving his parents. He was young and timid. He only knew that he was very happy to be with Ye Zhulan. The friendship between the two was much closer than that of ordinary people.
What should I give to Ye Zhulan for his birthday?When everyone prepared the gifts, Qin An looked at the little man who was burning even worse than the clay Buddha in the temple and felt very depressed.
Ye Zhulan only hopes that he will give her something, whatever he wants, but he only hopes to give her the best thing he can give her, and he will not tolerate any flaws.
Sorry... I failed again, that clay man can't burn well.Qin An felt very uncomfortable. He threw the pile of soil into the bamboo forest and urinated on it.
It doesn't matter, it's the same if you give it to me if you make it in the future.Ye Zhulan's eyes, which were originally as dazzling as the bright starlight, dimmed, and the hands he held tightly behind him relaxed. When most people were nervously expecting, they would make such unconscious actions.
Well, this year I don’t have any gifts to give you on your birthday.Qin An was very depressed. He saw the dim look in her eyes.
I said that it would be the same for you to give it to me in the future, just postponing the receipt of your birthday gift a little.Ye Zhulan pushed his shoulder and made him laugh.
I thought to myself that I just delayed the placement of a little clay man named Ye Zhulan and Qin An on my desk.
Ye Zi, you will be in the middle school entrance examination in another month. How are you doing?
It's okay, there is no problem taking the experimental class of No. 2 Middle School. I envy you. You will definitely be able to get to No. 1 Middle School.
I signed up for No. 2 Middle School.
Really Ah?Don't lie to me.
I lied to you that piece of dogtail grass, and I became timid in autumn.
You are the dogtail grass...hehe...you are not allowed to take the lead!
Then why do you hit me in the head!
That year, Qin An chose to apply for No. 2 Middle School without hesitation before the high school entrance examination. Even though he had reached the full score, he had never regretted it.
That summer, Qin An and Anshui learned oral language. Under the guidance of Anshui, the vast world occupied all his dreams, learned European and American customs, and did TOEFL test questions. Qin An no longer played unbridledly in high school like junior high school in three years. He had forgotten that he had not given Ye Zhulan a clay man.
The sunset gradually fell, and Daqingshan was covered with a layer of gold edges. Qin An spitted out the dogtail grass in his mouth and took out the phone to call home. Mom, I will review in a small restaurant tonight.
good.I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow morning.Li Qin also knew that it was a critical period for the sprint before the high school entrance examination. She knew the small restaurant. She didn't know where the original sister-in-law Qi went and left it to her brother to take care of it. Qi Jun and Qin An had a good relationship. Qin An said that it was very quiet to borrow that place to review. After all, in the school district dormitory building, as the Qin family seemed to be getting more and more glorious, more and more people came to visit her, and they left later and later.
It will always affect Qin'an's study.
Who is a mother who doesn’t care about her children’s studies?As long as she can give him more help, she always fully supports her in her studies without exception.
No need, I'll go to your school tomorrow at noon, and we'll eat together.Qin An hung up the phone. He was studying here normally, but tonight he was going to find Ye Zhulan.
As the sun sets, the moon rises, the lights in the small restaurant go out, Qin An opens the modified garage and drives the new Audi. Although he doesn't mind many times when he kisses the girls in front of Wang Hongqi, in Wang Hongqi's eyes, his boss has no majesty anymore. It's better to do it alone when he runs to the little girl's house to climb the window in the middle of the night.
When Qin An saw the lights of Hexing Village Primary School from afar, he stopped the car. Seeing that there were no flashlights coming and then got off the car secretly, jumped over the edge of the field like a cat, and climbed onto the sycamore tree outside Ye Zhulan's window with the dew in the middle of the night and the fragrance of rice flowers.
There were gradually some mosquitoes in summer, and Ye Zhulan didn't expect that Qin An would come back tonight and the window was locked. Qin An did not dare to knock on the window rashly. He grabbed the sycamore tree with one hand, stepped on the windowsill with one foot, took out the phone and dialed Ye Zhulan's house first.
I immediately heard Kuang Yongmei next door complaining, "Who's Ah, I called in the middle of the night...
Hearing this sound, Qin An felt relieved and hung up the phone.
Neuropathy!Kuang Yongmei was very angry. Somehow, the sound made people feel particularly angry. Qin An didn't think he was just provoking her.
Mom, what's wrong?Ye Zhulan's clear voice sounded. At this time, she slept late at night, and now Ye Zhulan's goal has changed.
She wanted to take the No. 1 Middle School exam and go to No. 1 Middle School with Qin An and Sun Sun.
Did you make the wrong call?Remember to go to bed early!
Only when everything around him calmed down again did Qin An tap the glass window rhythmically and continuously.
The window opened gently, and Ye Zhulan's puzzled and expectant expression turned into surprise. She quietly retreated and waited for Qin An to come in.
Qin An carefully put the box hanging on his body on the desk, and then bent down and crawled in. Ye Zi, aren’t you afraid of being a thief?Don't open the curtains first.
Ye Zhulan was wearing a white cotton T-shirt dress. The loose A-board shape made her already slender and thin body look more pity. The flowing ruffles on the bottom were very wide, making the legs look more symmetrical and slender. Perhaps it was a bit cold in May night. The skirt covered her thighs, and she was still wearing knee-length black stockings on her calves. Her chest was inlaid with oblique heart-shaped sequins, and rows of sequins of different colors, outlining the little girl's gradually rising and falling breast shape.
You are a thief, who came to steal people... Ye Zhulan was so happy that she wanted to make fun of Qin An, but she also got herself in, and she was so ashamed that she blushed.
Just come to steal you.Qin An hugged her and smelled the unique warm fragrance of her body. It was not until she lay motionless on Qin An's shoulders that both of them quietly felt the sweet and intimate smell of being alone that they let go of her.
Qin'an, you are so taller, much taller than me.Ye Zhulan's trembling eyes under her eyelashes were like mountains and rivers covered with mist. Her skin shone under the bright light was like snow, but the powder dizziness on her cheeks was particularly charming.
She was full of joy, and when she was around him, she was an attachment without any impurities.
In fact, Qin An is not much taller than Ye Zhulan, and Ye Zhulan is still growing hard. Qin An is just more obvious. His face is becoming more and more distinct, his clear and tough Adam's apple, his faint beard, his wider chest, and his upright figure are like Fan Li in Ye Zhulan's eyes.
Qin An looked at Ye Zhulan, but was very conflicted and wanted to hold her because she seemed not wearing a bra. Her chest was soft and it felt particularly comfortable to squeeze him, but then she couldn't see her face, she couldn't see her eyes when talking to her, and she let go but couldn't feel the ecstasy of physical contact.
I won't study tonight, okay?Qin An is not afraid of affecting Ye Zhulan's study. It is of course the best Ye Zhulan can get into the No. 1 Middle School through his own efforts, but it doesn't matter if he can't get into the No. 1 Middle School. Qin An is confident that he can find some connections and send Ye Zhulan to the No. 1 Middle School.
At worst, he can pay for the so-called school construction fee that is expensive.
Ye Zhulan bit her lips and nodded, revealing two smooth front teeth. Her heart was filled with joy and expectation, and a little panic-stimulating. Does Qin An want her all night?
Then he will definitely not leave. The two of them will definitely do a lot of bad things. Ye Zhulan thought about it and felt that he was broken. He held the hot cheeks with both hands and shyly turned his body to secretly watch Qin An open the small box.
At this time, Ye Zhulan suddenly remembered that tomorrow was her birthday, and Qin An must have been here to give her birthday gifts, and Qin An was the first person to accompany her to celebrate her 14th birthday. The little girl's mind was concerned about these small, unique things that made her feel happy, and she felt fluttering and happy little by little.
Squinted his eyes and proudly began to change his voice with Sun Pao, who was also in adolescence. His throat screamed and drank a bottle of soda with a duck. At this time, no one remembered Qin Xiaotian's arrogant attitude when he just came to Qingshan Town from Taiwan. The guy who was holding a GBA and showing off everywhere and talking about how we are in Taiwan and how we are bored in Taiwan is completely no different from the little kid in Qingshan Town who was born and raised.
No one could tell that Qin Xiaotian had a billionaire father who opened a machinery factory with hundreds of jobs in Qingshan Town. Just like no one could tell, in Qin An's eyes, the summer of 1996 that quietly arrived was no longer the summer in his memory.
As the late spring gradually becomes denser, the willow green leaves quietly, and the stronger sunshine makes people lose their clothes. The atmosphere of early summer is as vigorous as the rising sun, as fresh as a young man, like Qin An's mood, with a little emotional melancholy, but it will undoubtedly jump happily and gradually move towards the sunny days.
In the early summer of 1996, there was no lively May Day holiday. The most eye-catching thing about these days was that Lee Teng-hui finally won the general election and was about to be sworn in as president in late May. The situation in the Taiwan Strait was once tense. In the domestic economic field, it was a series of actions of the Red Star Group.
I have raised huge amounts of money overseas and acquired state-owned forestry groups, planting trees and afforestation in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River at any cost. I don’t know if it is to prepare for the future pulp source. Maybe it can avoid that major flood. Qin An doesn’t have much memory of the economic events during this period. He is very clear that Hongxing Group suddenly announced that it has fully realized that all the components of its own VCD disc machine were never in his memory. It seems that many things have changed beyond recognition.
The Economic Research Institute under the Red Star Group suddenly paid attention to "The God of Painting", because it was a carefully planned and clever marketing method, or a desperate gamble. The gradual discount sales method of "The God of Painting" was analyzed. In theory, even if Hong Star Group is not a top-notch enterprise in China, the Economic Research Institute under the jurisdiction was unlikely to worry about a market action of only a few million while occasionally paying attention to the flow of hot money in Southeast Asia. You should know that compared to the 200 million yuan bidding king of Hong Star Electric, millions are just drizzles and are far from being called a gamble.
The so-called high-gambling probably refers to the comics industry. Because of the attention of the Economic Research Institute, many mainstream media have begun to pay attention to the new comic magazine "The God of Painting". The Press and Publication Administration took the opportunity to promote a series of news events about the domestic comics industry, denying that the piracy industry allowed Japanese comics to completely occupy the Chinese market without spending a penny. "The God of Painting" is naturally an element that often appears in the news. You should know that since the implementation of the 515 project, the most eye-catching thing in the Chinese comics industry is the 300,000 free journal gift from "The God of Painting".
When the domestic comics industry finally began to care about the content of "The God of Painting" and felt that the other party had not only mastered clever marketing methods, but also had content resources that were enough to occupy the market, they began to feel various heartbeats, either excited or panic, and then they were surprised to find out in market research.
After the first discount of the second issue of "The God of Painting", the group of people who followed the comics were already discussing and looking forward to the content of the third issue as if they were possessed.
The second issue has been able to recover the costs of distribution through channels, and the third issue has not yet achieved profitability, but some advertisers have come to the door to try to win the advertising page of "The God of Painting". Faced with these generous contracts, Xu Xuming endured the pain and refused one by one, but he also knew that it would take not long for the advertising contract of "The God of Painting" to increase several times.
Li Lisi, who originally wanted to take the dividends of Hongxing Electric Appliances and show her strength in China's land of gold everywhere, could only grit her teeth at this time, allowing the security investment, which was becoming increasingly unlucky because of the continued burning of money in "The God of Painting", to fully support it. Even the part of the funds originally planned to be invested in Xiao Qin Education was reduced.
Qin An didn't know that Li Lisi was cursing her boss. He held a dog-tail grass that had grown hard when he caught the sunlight, and sat on the little stone pillars left by the old address of the school and watched the sunset.
That year, Ye Zhulan's 14th birthday, at that time, she was not as happy and joyful as she was now. Her cheeks were always filled with a happy and joyful smile soaked in sweetness. Her young breasts were still struggling to move forward, wearing a flower silk shirt with ink marks left by playing with Qin An. The girl's liveliness and the girl's unpredictable thoughts flashed with the light that attracted Qin An.
That year.
Qin An's ignorant heart already understood his feelings for Ye Zhulan. He could not say some things, and he was also afraid to say them. He had a confused feeling about the world. He was not clear about his future. He had no confidence that he could do something amazing after leaving his parents. He was young and timid. He only knew that he was very happy to be with Ye Zhulan. The friendship between the two was much closer than that of ordinary people.
What should I give to Ye Zhulan for his birthday?When everyone prepared the gifts, Qin An looked at the little man who was burning even worse than the clay Buddha in the temple and felt very depressed.
Ye Zhulan only hopes that he will give her something, whatever he wants, but he only hopes to give her the best thing he can give her, and he will not tolerate any flaws.
Sorry... I failed again, that clay man can't burn well.Qin An felt very uncomfortable. He threw the pile of soil into the bamboo forest and urinated on it.
It doesn't matter, it's the same if you give it to me if you make it in the future.Ye Zhulan's eyes, which were originally as dazzling as the bright starlight, dimmed, and the hands he held tightly behind him relaxed. When most people were nervously expecting, they would make such unconscious actions.
Well, this year I don’t have any gifts to give you on your birthday.Qin An was very depressed. He saw the dim look in her eyes.
I said that it would be the same for you to give it to me in the future, just postponing the receipt of your birthday gift a little.Ye Zhulan pushed his shoulder and made him laugh.
I thought to myself that I just delayed the placement of a little clay man named Ye Zhulan and Qin An on my desk.
Ye Zi, you will be in the middle school entrance examination in another month. How are you doing?
It's okay, there is no problem taking the experimental class of No. 2 Middle School. I envy you. You will definitely be able to get to No. 1 Middle School.
I signed up for No. 2 Middle School.
Really Ah?Don't lie to me.
I lied to you that piece of dogtail grass, and I became timid in autumn.
You are the dogtail grass...hehe...you are not allowed to take the lead!
Then why do you hit me in the head!
That year, Qin An chose to apply for No. 2 Middle School without hesitation before the high school entrance examination. Even though he had reached the full score, he had never regretted it.
That summer, Qin An and Anshui learned oral language. Under the guidance of Anshui, the vast world occupied all his dreams, learned European and American customs, and did TOEFL test questions. Qin An no longer played unbridledly in high school like junior high school in three years. He had forgotten that he had not given Ye Zhulan a clay man.
The sunset gradually fell, and Daqingshan was covered with a layer of gold edges. Qin An spitted out the dogtail grass in his mouth and took out the phone to call home. Mom, I will review in a small restaurant tonight.
good.I'll bring you something delicious tomorrow morning.Li Qin also knew that it was a critical period for the sprint before the high school entrance examination. She knew the small restaurant. She didn't know where the original sister-in-law Qi went and left it to her brother to take care of it. Qi Jun and Qin An had a good relationship. Qin An said that it was very quiet to borrow that place to review. After all, in the school district dormitory building, as the Qin family seemed to be getting more and more glorious, more and more people came to visit her, and they left later and later.
It will always affect Qin'an's study.
Who is a mother who doesn’t care about her children’s studies?As long as she can give him more help, she always fully supports her in her studies without exception.
No need, I'll go to your school tomorrow at noon, and we'll eat together.Qin An hung up the phone. He was studying here normally, but tonight he was going to find Ye Zhulan.
As the sun sets, the moon rises, the lights in the small restaurant go out, Qin An opens the modified garage and drives the new Audi. Although he doesn't mind many times when he kisses the girls in front of Wang Hongqi, in Wang Hongqi's eyes, his boss has no majesty anymore. It's better to do it alone when he runs to the little girl's house to climb the window in the middle of the night.
When Qin An saw the lights of Hexing Village Primary School from afar, he stopped the car. Seeing that there were no flashlights coming and then got off the car secretly, jumped over the edge of the field like a cat, and climbed onto the sycamore tree outside Ye Zhulan's window with the dew in the middle of the night and the fragrance of rice flowers.
There were gradually some mosquitoes in summer, and Ye Zhulan didn't expect that Qin An would come back tonight and the window was locked. Qin An did not dare to knock on the window rashly. He grabbed the sycamore tree with one hand, stepped on the windowsill with one foot, took out the phone and dialed Ye Zhulan's house first.
I immediately heard Kuang Yongmei next door complaining, "Who's Ah, I called in the middle of the night...
Hearing this sound, Qin An felt relieved and hung up the phone.
Neuropathy!Kuang Yongmei was very angry. Somehow, the sound made people feel particularly angry. Qin An didn't think he was just provoking her.
Mom, what's wrong?Ye Zhulan's clear voice sounded. At this time, she slept late at night, and now Ye Zhulan's goal has changed.
She wanted to take the No. 1 Middle School exam and go to No. 1 Middle School with Qin An and Sun Sun.
Did you make the wrong call?Remember to go to bed early!
Only when everything around him calmed down again did Qin An tap the glass window rhythmically and continuously.
The window opened gently, and Ye Zhulan's puzzled and expectant expression turned into surprise. She quietly retreated and waited for Qin An to come in.
Qin An carefully put the box hanging on his body on the desk, and then bent down and crawled in. Ye Zi, aren’t you afraid of being a thief?Don't open the curtains first.
Ye Zhulan was wearing a white cotton T-shirt dress. The loose A-board shape made her already slender and thin body look more pity. The flowing ruffles on the bottom were very wide, making the legs look more symmetrical and slender. Perhaps it was a bit cold in May night. The skirt covered her thighs, and she was still wearing knee-length black stockings on her calves. Her chest was inlaid with oblique heart-shaped sequins, and rows of sequins of different colors, outlining the little girl's gradually rising and falling breast shape.
You are a thief, who came to steal people... Ye Zhulan was so happy that she wanted to make fun of Qin An, but she also got herself in, and she was so ashamed that she blushed.
Just come to steal you.Qin An hugged her and smelled the unique warm fragrance of her body. It was not until she lay motionless on Qin An's shoulders that both of them quietly felt the sweet and intimate smell of being alone that they let go of her.
Qin'an, you are so taller, much taller than me.Ye Zhulan's trembling eyes under her eyelashes were like mountains and rivers covered with mist. Her skin shone under the bright light was like snow, but the powder dizziness on her cheeks was particularly charming.
She was full of joy, and when she was around him, she was an attachment without any impurities.
In fact, Qin An is not much taller than Ye Zhulan, and Ye Zhulan is still growing hard. Qin An is just more obvious. His face is becoming more and more distinct, his clear and tough Adam's apple, his faint beard, his wider chest, and his upright figure are like Fan Li in Ye Zhulan's eyes.
Qin An looked at Ye Zhulan, but was very conflicted and wanted to hold her because she seemed not wearing a bra. Her chest was soft and it felt particularly comfortable to squeeze him, but then she couldn't see her face, she couldn't see her eyes when talking to her, and she let go but couldn't feel the ecstasy of physical contact.
I won't study tonight, okay?Qin An is not afraid of affecting Ye Zhulan's study. It is of course the best Ye Zhulan can get into the No. 1 Middle School through his own efforts, but it doesn't matter if he can't get into the No. 1 Middle School. Qin An is confident that he can find some connections and send Ye Zhulan to the No. 1 Middle School.
At worst, he can pay for the so-called school construction fee that is expensive.
Ye Zhulan bit her lips and nodded, revealing two smooth front teeth. Her heart was filled with joy and expectation, and a little panic-stimulating. Does Qin An want her all night?
Then he will definitely not leave. The two of them will definitely do a lot of bad things. Ye Zhulan thought about it and felt that he was broken. He held the hot cheeks with both hands and shyly turned his body to secretly watch Qin An open the small box.
At this time, Ye Zhulan suddenly remembered that tomorrow was her birthday, and Qin An must have been here to give her birthday gifts, and Qin An was the first person to accompany her to celebrate her 14th birthday. The little girl's mind was concerned about these small, unique things that made her feel happy, and she felt fluttering and happy little by little.
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