The two pieces were covered with mud, mowu and ink marks, old colored khaki coats, "Shoulder, squinted his eyes and began to change his voice with the same adolescence. His voice screamed and Sun Pao, who was like a duck, drank a bottle of soda. At this time, no one remembered the arrogant Qin Xiaotian when he came to Qingshan Town from Taiwan. The guy who was showing off everywhere and the bored thing about Taiwan was completely no different from the little kid in Qingshan Town who was born and raised.

No one could see that Qin Xiaotian had a billionaire father who opened a machinery factory for re-employment jobs in Qingshan Town. Just like no one could see that, 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, as Qin An's mood, with a little emotion. However, Mom Yu jumps suspiciously and walks 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 election and was about to be sworn in as president in the late month. The situation in the Taiwan Strait was once tense, and in the domestic economic field. What attracted people was the series of actions of Hongxing Group. He raised huge funds from overseas and acquired the state-owned forestry group, and planted trees and forests in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River at any cost. I don’t know if it was to prepare for the future pulp source, and maybe it could avoid that major flood. Qin An didn’t have much memory of the economic events during this period. It was clear that Hongxing Group suddenly announced that it had completely sunk into its own production. All the components of the disc machine were never in his memory. It seemed that many things had changed beyond recognition.

The Economic Research Institute under the Red Star Group suddenly paid attention to "The God of Painting", analyzing the gradual discount sales method of "The God of Painting" with the title "Is it a carefully planned and wise marketing method, or a desperate gamble for a thousand golds". Logically speaking, even if the Red Star Group is not a top-notch enterprise in China, the Economic Research Institute under the jurisdiction is 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 Hongxing Electric, millions are just drizzles and are far from being called "a big gambling".

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 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 all kinds of heartbeats, either excited or panic. Then they found in market research in surprise. After the first discount of the second issue of "The God of Painting" was delivered, the group of people who were obsessed with discussing and looking forward to the content of the third issue as if they were possessed.

The second issue can already recover the costs of distribution through channels. The third issue has not yet achieved profitability. However, some advertisers have come to the door and 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 Lis, who originally wanted to take the dividends of Hongxing Electric Appliances and show off her strength in China's land of gold everywhere, could only grit her teeth at this time, and supported the financial support of Wei'an investment, which was increasingly unlucky because of the continuous burning of money in "The God of Painting", even the part of the funds originally planned to be invested in Xiao Qin Education was reduced.

Qin An didn't know that Li Lis was cursing her boss. He held a dog-tail grass that had grown hard when he caught the sunlight. He 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 smile of happiness and joy soaked in sweetness. Her young breasts were still struggling to move forward. She was wearing a silk shirt with ink marks left by playing with Qin An, and her eyes were full of the liveliness of the girl and her unpredictable thoughts flashed with the light of Qin An.

That year, Qin An had already understood his feelings for Ye Zhulan in a ignorant heart. He could not say something, and he was also afraid to say it. He had a confused feeling about the world, and 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 on 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 hoped that he would give her something, whatever he wanted, but he only hoped to give her the best thing he could give her, and she would not tolerate any flaws. "I'm sorry, I failed again. That clay man couldn't burn well." Qin An felt very uncomfortable. He threw the pile of soil into the bamboo forest and urinated on it.

"It's okay, you'll give it to me if you're done in the future." Ye Zhulan's eyes, which were originally as dazzling as the stars, dimmed, and the hands he held tightly behind him relaxed. When most people were nervously expecting, they would make such unconscious actions.

"Okay, I don't have any gifts to give you on your birthday this year." Qin An was very depressed. He saw the dim look in her eyes.

"I said everything, the same thing you give to me in the future. I just postpone receiving the birthday gift a little later." Ye Zhulan pushed his shoulder and made him laugh. He thought to himself that he just postponed a little later. Just put a little clay man named Ye Zhulan and Qin An on his desk. "Ye Zi, the high school entrance examination will be in another month. How are you preparing?"

"It's okay, there's 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've been to Erfeng."

"Really? Don't lie to me." "I lied to you and it's that kind of dog-tail grass, and I'll be timid in autumn."

"You are the dogtail grass"...hehe" is 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 if he finally reached the full score, the cover festival was uploaded by Baoshuzhao on the four days of the book friend... Wei Pin to Wei Wei's admission line. He had no regrets...

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 was no longer as scattered as junior high school in three years. He had forgotten that he had not given Ye Zhulan a clay man.

The sunset gradually fell, Daqingshan was coated with a gold edge, Qin An spitted out the dogtail grass in his mouth, took out the phone and called his home. "Mom, I'll review in a small restaurant tonight

"Okay, I'll bring you delicious food tomorrow morning." Li Qin also knew that it was a critical period for the sprint before the high school entrance examination. She knew that the original sister-in-law Qi didn't know where she went, so she left it to her brother to take care of her. 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 beautiful, more and more people came to visit her. Leaving later and later, it would 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 to eat tomorrow at noon. We ate together Qin An hung up the phone. Usually he is studying here, but tonight he is going to find Ye Zhulan.

As the sun sets, the moon rises and the lights in the restaurant go out. Qin An opens the modified garage and drives the new Audi. Although he doesn't mind many times kissing the girls in front of Wang Hongqi, in Wang Hongqi's eyes, he helps him. "There is no more majesty," and runs to the little girl's house to climb the window in the middle of the night. It's better to do it alone.

When Qin An saw the lights of Hexing Village Primary School from afar, he stopped the car and saw that there were no flashlights coming and then got out of the car sneakily and jumped over the edge of the field like a cat. He 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 and asked him to 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, I called and called in the middle of the night."

Hearing this sound, Qin An felt relieved and hung up the phone.

"Crazy!" Kuang Yongmei was very angry. Somehow, the sound made people feel particularly angry. Qin An didn't think he was just messing with her.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Ye Zhulan's clear voice sounded. At this time, she slept late at night. Now Ye Zhulan's goal has changed. She wants to take the No. 1 Middle School and go to No. 1 Middle School with Qin An and Sun Cheng.

"You made 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 Anshan put the box hanging on his body on the desk, and then he bent down and crawled in. "Yezi, aren't you afraid of being a thief? Don't open the curtains first and take a look

Ye Zhulan was wearing a white cotton and shirt-style dress. Her loose styling made her already slender and thin body look more pitiful. The flowing ruffles on the bottom were very wide, making the legs look more symmetrical and slender. Perhaps it was a bit cool in May nights, the hem of the skirt covered her thighs, and the calves were still wearing knee-length black stockings. The chest was inlaid with oblique heart-shaped sequins, and rows of sequins of different colors were outlined, which outlined the girl's gradually rising and falling breast shape.

"You are a thief. Come to steal people." Ye Zhulan was happy and wanted to make fun of Qin An, but he also put himself in. She was so ashamed that she blushed... It was coming to steal you." Qin An hugged her, smelling the unique warm fragrance of her body, until she lay motionless on Qin An's shoulders, and both of them quietly felt the sweet and intimate smell of being alone, and then let go of her.

"Qin'an, you are so taller, much taller than me. Ye Zhulan's trembling eyes under his eyelashes are like mountains and rivers covered with mist, and the skin shining under the bright light is like snow. The powdery dizziness on his cheeks is particularly touching. She was full of joy. When she was by his side, she was attached 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 clearer and tough Adam's apple, his faint beard, his wider chest, and his upright figure are just stupid 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, and she couldn't see her eyes when talking to her. She let go but couldn't feel the physical contact.

"I won't study tonight, okay?" Qin An was not afraid of affecting Ye Zhulan's study. Ye Zhulan was of course the best to get into the No. 1 Middle School through his own efforts, but it doesn't matter if he couldn't get into the No. 1 Middle School. Qin An was confident that he would find some connections to send Ye Zhulan to the No. 1 Middle School. At worst, he paid the so-called school construction fee and left.

Ye Zhulan bit her lips and nodded. She showed her two smooth front teeth, her heart was filled with joy and expectation, and she felt a little panicked and stimulating. Does Qin An want to be 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 she was broken. She held the hot cheeks with both hands and shyly turned her side and secretly watched Qin An open the small box.

At this time, Ye Zhulan suddenly remembered that tomorrow is her birthday, and Qin An must have been here to give her birthday gifts, and Qin An is also the first person to accompany her to celebrate her 14th birthday. The girl's thoughts are concerned about these small and unique things that make her feel happy, and she will feel fluttering and happy little by little.

Thank you to Shangshan for the night, Huanghan, the old blade of the horn, the dragon lying in the starry sky, and the reward of the earthworm. Thank you to Chuan Meilan for the reward of becoming the third owner of this book. Please give me monthly tickets.
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