The rich young master who was hugged wrong was reborn

The third "Simulated Investor" contest started with vigor and vitality, and ended with great sadness.

Only a week after the game ended, the organizer issued a notice in a vague and vague manner, saying that malicious cheating had occurred during the game.Specifically, but did not say much.

As for Team 293, they posed for a group photo under the curtain of the competition together with several teams that were originally ranked lower than Li Zhichang's wooing, and then went their separate ways.

Bonuses arrive quickly.Half of the winter vacation was over, and the Spring Festival was approaching. Chi Jun asked Zhong Yi if he wanted to book a ticket back to Haicheng together.

Zhong Yi rarely hesitated.

He didn't really feel the need to go back.

But the day before, Teacher Wei, the class teacher who helped him a lot in junior high school, asked him about his recent situation on WeChat and encouraged him a few words.Zhong Yi saw that Teacher Wei was worried about his living situation.Although there are national student loans, there is not much left after the tuition and accommodation fees are deducted.Although Teacher Wei believed that Zhong Yi was a smart and hard-working student, he would probably get a scholarship, but that was for the next semester after all.

Now Zhong Yi no longer needs Teacher Wei's help, but he must admit that his heart was touched when he saw those rambling and hidden caring words.

In his last life, he always felt that his days before college were bleak.

Even if there are bits and pieces of fire, they are drowned in the boundless darkness.

But Teacher Wei's news made the darkness in his memory slightly brighter.

He replied quickly, mentioning his GPA at the end of the first semester, and the news that he participated in the model voting and got No.1.

Teacher Wei saw it and was very surprised for him.

Zhong Yi suggested that he would like to invite the teachers who helped him in junior high school to have a meal as a token of his affection.

In this way, he decided to go back to Haicheng.

As for the former "home", there is no need to go back.After inviting the teachers to eat and expressing his gratitude, he can return to Beijing.

There are only more than 20 days until the end of the winter vacation. Of course, this time is not enough to find any internship.

But because of the No.1 results of the model vote, several big companies have approached him and sent him offers.He can start after the Spring Festival and stay in the company he chose until June, completing the entire internship period.

Zhong Yi replied to Chi Jun: Yes, I have to go back and do something.

And then, it's...well, they kept saying that they would cancel their student loans.He just needed to be born in Haicheng, his birthplace.

Zhong Yilie knew exactly what he was going to do next, and this sense of orderliness and purpose made him very at ease.

Chi Jun: OK, let me check the flight.

After the game, he lived with Zhang Xiaohou at his uncle Cong Zhu's house.At this moment, he was lying on the bed with the Kindle in his hand, looking at him, but he was very absent-minded, and most of his energy was still focused on chatting with Zhong Yi.

However, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

On Zhong Yi's side, Teacher Wei sent a message, saying: I asked Teacher Pang and the others.Teacher Fan, Teacher Shen and Teacher Lian were fine, but Teacher Pang had already booked a ticket to go home during the Chinese New Year and left the day after tomorrow.If you are still in Beijing and it is not convenient to come back, don't force it.

Teacher Wei: The teachers are relieved to see that you are so good and confident now.

This is the truth.

Teacher Wei will always remember the little boy he saw back then, with bruises on his hands, sitting there quietly, doing his homework.

She has been teaching for many years, and now she has gray hair on her temples.Over the past few decades, she has met many students of all kinds, but Zhong Yi is the one who left the deepest impression on her.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhong Wendong's consciencelessness, his vicious beating and scolding of Zhong Yi, and the helplessness of the police all left deep marks in Teacher Wei's heart.

Zhong Yi quickly replied: No force.I just booked a ticket back tonight.In this way, after I book the hotel, I will send you the address.

Then open the dialog box with Chi Jun: Sorry, I have to go back early, I will leave tonight.By the way, can you recommend a restaurant near here?I want to treat my former teacher to dinner.

After sending it out, I sent another post about my junior high school location.

Chi Jun replied with a series of ellipses, and then said: Let me see.

He doesn't really need to look at it.In practice, Chi Jun called the life secretary of his mother, Ms. Cong Lan, and within 10 minutes after clarifying the requirements, he was sent a list of restaurants with recommendations of special dishes.

Chi Jun passed it on to Zhong Yi intact.

Zhong Yi thanked him, then hurriedly stuffed two changes of clothes into his bag, and rushed to the airport.

Beijing and Haicheng are the political and economic centers respectively, and there are countless flights every day, so you don't have to worry about running out of tickets.

Zhong Yi didn't care about the price, and sure enough, he bought the ticket very quickly.He let out a breath, leaned on the back seat of the taxi, turned his head sideways, and looked at the endless scenery outside the car window.

About the same time, the indoor fixed line next to Chi Jun rang. It was the housekeeper who called him and said that dinner was about to be ready, so he could come out for some pre-dinner snacks.

Chi Jun agreed.When the phone was hung up, he lay on the bed, turned over, and stretched himself.

The body stretched, and the top was pulled up, revealing a thin and powerful white waist.

He said to himself: "Do you want to invite the teacher to dinner..."

It was already dark.

Zhong Yi stepped on the lights all the way, walked into the terminal building, exchanged tickets, went through security checks all the way, it was like a life-and-death speed.

When he finally took his seat, he was really relieved and began to close his eyes and take a nap.

After only a short nap, he woke up.The spirit has improved a lot. When I opened my eyes, I saw the night and starry sky outside the window.The plane passed through the clouds, and the moonlight shone through the glass on Zhong Yi's cheek.

At Cong's house, Chi Jun was sitting at the dining table, and his cousin Cong Le, who had a rare few days off, was happily playing games with Zhang Xiaohou.Uncle Cong Zhu was having a meeting outside, and aunt Qi Xiaoman greeted her nephew and Zhang Xiaohou tenderly, saying, "Let's eat first."

Chi Jun thanked you.Cong Le also put down the game console for the time being.

After a while, he asked Chi Jun and Zhang Xiaohou again: "Brother, Brother Xiaohou, are you having fun in college?"

Qi Xiaoman felt a slight headache: "Xiaojun, you really have to take care of him for me, he wants to play all day long."

Chi Jun smiled and said, "Isn't Lele's grades pretty good? Play, there are many ways to play in college, such as the competition I went to..."

There are still five days until the Chinese New Year.

After dinner, Qi Xiaoman asked Chi Jun: "Xiaojun, have you and Xiaohou's air tickets booked yet? Your uncle is very busy these days and may not be able to return to Haicheng until the night of New Year's Eve, saying that Lele and I don't have to wait." He can go with you."

Chi Jun was taken aback, and nodded quickly: "Okay, then let me buy tickets for you and Lele by the way?"

Qi Xiaoman said: "That's fine, I'll send you my identity information later."

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According to the tradition of the Chi family, on the day of the Chinese New Year, one must go back to the old house and have a feast at the old man's knees.

As for Chi Jun, he and Ms. Cong Lan went to grandpa's house early in the morning, and then went to Chi's house in the afternoon.

Cong Lan and her husband, Chi Beiyang, have been at odds for many years, and now they are sitting in the car with boredom on their faces.

Chi Jun sat on the side, editing New Year's greeting text messages.

This editor waited until the bell struck in the early morning before sending out his satisfactory message of blessing.

I don't blame Chi Jun for moaning. The main reason is that there are too many Chi family members and too many things.In the five hours from getting off the car to sending text messages, Chi Jun has already experienced several waves of verbal confrontation.

Although I am used to it, I am also tired.

When the text message was sent, it was a bombardment of replies.

Chi Jun glanced casually, the top one was from Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi: Thank you.You too, happy new year.

Chi Jun smiled unconsciously, and replied: What are you doing?

Zhong Yi: "..."

He paused with his fingers.

how to say.

He didn't expect that the closer to the New Year's Eve, the harder it would be to buy tickets.

So until now, he is still staying in Haicheng, living in a hotel.

Originally ordered takeaway for myself, but the takeaway was delayed.

Zhong Yi sighed and went out with his mobile phone.Slowly, it became to follow the flow of people forward.

He took a photo of Chi Jun, which showed the Oriental Pearl Tower and the fireworks blooming under the night sky.

Zhong Yi: On the Bund.are you coming?