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Chapter 258 Memory beautification(2/2)

Yu Qiuli went around and said hello to everyone, and when she returned to the girls, she was held back by them.

"Hey, Qiuli, are you quite familiar with Wang Yan?"

Yu Qiuli looked back at Wang Yan who was walking quietly towards the crowd. The boy deliberately relaxed his shoulders and cervical spine, which seemed not so straight and high-spirited, but there was still a casual and natural and chic atmosphere.

Huh?!

Looking at the back, it’s more handsome than the front!

Yu Qiuli lifted her hair, withdrew her complicated eyes, and nodded.

"That's right, what's wrong?"

"No, I just suddenly found a very outstanding classmate, but many people had no impression of it at all, so I was curious."

Yu Qiuli laughed in silence: "Zheng Hong knows her, she is attending Wang Yan's school entrance banquet. Why don't you ask her?"

Zheng Hong shook her head embarrassedly: "I'm really not familiar with you. Last time I thought you would all go, so I joined in the fun. Anyway, the celeblower will come back after a while..."

Yu Qiuli was stunned and suddenly remembered that it seemed that Wang Yan had no familiar female classmate in high school in three years?

If you want to say that your relationship is good, maybe you are the only one?

Haha, it's so miserable...

The emotions that came to my mind were a little ridiculous, but suddenly I thought of Wang Yan’s clothes today, and that little sense of superiority was immediately dispelled.

A non-basic style for big brands...

What's going on?!

As she was thinking, Xiaomi suddenly asked, "Hey, what Wang Yan wears doesn't seem to be cheap? What's the family doing? Does anyone know?"

Due to its particularity, luxury cars are flooded on the roads and shopping malls are full of top brands. Girls’ understanding of luxury goods     >

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The degree is far beyond that of normal prefecture-level cities.

After a while, a few girls took off the brand on Wang Yan, but they didn't recognize the watch.

"Damn it, isn't Wang Yan a rural child waiting for demolition in Xiawa? Why, it's demolished?"

"The Xiawa has not been removed. My dad said that it is difficult to get the end of this year, and it will be early next year."

"That's where there is another way at home!"

"Tsk, it's hidden..."

"Who said no, I've been silent for three years in high school, and my feelings are like a family with mines."

"In addition to the three great tyrants of Gu Jiashu, Liu Weilong and He Meng, our class has dug out three second generations in the past year, and the crouching tiger and hidden dragon!"

Zheng Hong had shallow eyes and curled her lips and argued: "It may not be possible! I went to Wang Yan's school entrance banquet. Looking at her parents and relatives, they are all typical small farmers, and they don't look like big business..."

The other girls immediately jumped out to refute.

"Most of our tyrants in Gujiao are farmers!"

"Where does the word "local tyrant come from? It's both local and tyrant, exclusive to mine boss!"

"Isn't Zhang Lihua more rustic? She has a rural household registration so far. Who would have thought that there are four mines in her home?"

Yu Qiuli frowned and subconsciously began to recall Wang Yan's performance just now, not thinking about where to go.

If you want to stay away, you will still be generous, cheerful, neither humble nor arrogant at the school banquet.

I kept thinking about it. Four months ago, my impression in high school was blurred. I felt that it was a bit in line with the current one, but it seemed to be exactly the same.

People's memories will be affected by what they see now, especially those small things that are not deeply impressed enough, which can easily be covered.

Yu Qiuli recalled a little and immediately beautified Wang Yan from high school. She felt that Wang Yan had some very special temperament at that time, but it was not as obvious as it is now.

After everyone discussed it all over the place, Wang Yan's family was quite rich and low-key inferences, and it was inexplicably regarded as a consensus by everyone.

Is it amazing?

Human nature is like this, and is always willing to believe in the "facts" that one can understand by one's own cognition, and actively improve inferences based on one's own experience.

Buddhism calls it the hindrance of knowledge and insight, and cognitive psychology is called the logical extension after the solidification of conceptual models. It is essentially the same.

Wang Yan came to attend a class reunion and did nothing, and got an unexpected gain, but he didn't expect it.

At this moment, the eldest young master himself is quietly waiting for the phone.

"It's all classmates. You can go and discuss what you want to play, and you can have whatever you want to drink at the bar. Don't be polite!"

Gu Jiashu exchanged a few greetings, then left Wang Yan and went back to fight for Landlord.

A few familiar friends, such as Wang Yonglei and Zhang Yin, were having fun and didn't notice Wang Yan. Therefore, for a while, no one paid attention to the new handsome guy.

Wang Yan simply walked over, sat quietly to the side, and turned on the observation mode.

Fooling is a gambling game that is popular nationwide. The trend of drums and gangs is that gambling is very strong, so many people are fun and able to play.

Of course, when you don’t have much fun with the class reunion, the bottom bet of 1 yuan is a few hundred yuan, just for entertainment.

Most of the students who came to the party today had a good family background, so they had a very fierce relationship. Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei were mixed in, which made them look particularly eye-catching.

People always call the bets with their eyes closed, and they lost and threw the cards with laughter. However, the two guys were sweating profusely and were often hurt.

After losing another game, Wang Yonglei took a breath and leaned against the sofa, and finally found Wang Yan.

"Damn, when did you come, Wang'er?"

“Just arrived.”

Zhang Yin called enthusiastically: "Come on, come on, let's get up! Why are you stunned?"

Wang Yan waved his hand quickly: "Don't, you guys play, I'm very interesting to watch the fun."

Just take a breath and sweep the bottom bets on the desktop. It is not embarrassing to play with you.

Two more boys persuaded him. Seeing that everyone was very enthusiastic, Wang Yan had to retreat: "I'll watch them play mahjong, I really can't play poker."

As a result, when he walked around there, Mr. Wang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Two people on the mahjong table had a feud with Wang Yan.

During Liu Weilong's birthday party, the two sluts kept talking and finally spitting Wang Yan.

It's not a big deal, but the nature is very bad. Wang Yan always remembers that hatred. He hates them even more than Liu Weilong.

Hey, at dinner later, you all pose for me and squirt!

Young Master Wang didn't plan to use money to suppress them, it was too lol.

If you lose in the bar, you will win back with real swords and guns. Anyway, as long as no one is in a position to fight, with Wang Yan's current alcohol tolerance, he can at least knock down the opponent two rounds.

It's interesting today...

The eldest young master was in a more and more excited, and he couldn't wait.

It's so fun to watch it and have enemies to smoke it.

Next, just wait patiently for the meal to start.

After casually walking around the presidential suite, Wang Yan suddenly felt the wealth of the five-star city.

It is also the presidential package, Xiangji has an area of ​​only more than 200 square meters, and Dongyuan International probably has 400 square meters.

After all, the land price is there, and the cost difference is too much.

The decoration is naturally top-notch, the level is not bad, and it is updated compared to Xiangji, but I don’t know what the price is.

Gu Jiashu is very brave to invest in it??

A room, a big meal, if there is nothing to gain today, I will be really happy.
Chapter completed!
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