Proud Gu Mingyu

The feeling of going back to school was a bit strange. Gu Mingyu had already lost his place after leaving the key class for half a year, and was arranged to join the class.Standing on the podium when the teacher introduced him, Gu Mingyu saw an unexpected person.

"Hello." Gu Mingyu was wearing a newly bought coat, a woolen sweater over a shirt, and black jeans wrapped around a pair of slender and straight long legs, looking extraordinarily handsome and upright.

"Hello." Zhuo Lei turned his head and glanced at him lightly, made an assessment of his outfit in his heart, and said a little reservedly, "Welcome new students, you can ask me if you don't understand anything in class."

Gu Mingyu nodded with a smile. It seems that art students are poor in cultural subjects. Zhuo Lei, who fell out of the key class, dared to say such things to him.Although Gu Mingyu hasn't taken a cultural class for more than half a year, Gu Mingyu hasn't completely thrown away her studies. She spends two hours reviewing textbooks every day after painting and returning to her place of residence—the third year of high school doesn't teach new content anymore, she just reviews the primary school High school textbooks.

There are a total of 23 classes in the third year of senior high school, with 60-80 students in each class. Although Gu Mingyu is very famous in the school, there are many more people who have heard his name than those who have met him, but one is the first in age, and the other is Even if the airborne art students have the same name, few people connect the two identities.No. [-] Middle School is a key high school that pursues higher enrollment rates. In the minds of the students, only those who are not good at studying will choose to study fine arts.

In addition to Gu Mingyu's tall stature, the head teacher arranged him in the last row - the last row is full of people who don't like studying and dawdling all day long, which makes people think that studying should be his weak point.

After Zhuo Lei finished that sentence, he consciously sold Gu Mingyu's great face. In this class, the teacher happened to be busy, so he handed out papers for them to study by themselves.After Zhuo Lei finished writing the paper, he glanced behind him, waiting for Gu Mingyu to ask him questions.

Unexpectedly, Gu Mingyu didn't lift his head, and was drawing something on the paper with an automatic pencil in his hand. Zhuo Lei took a closer look——

"Huh? You...are you drawing?"

"En." Gu Mingyu was busy, and the pencil in his hand didn't stop.

Zhuo Lei frowned, this man was really hopeless, he didn't do the paper, instead he took a piece of waste paper and started drawing.Thinking of this, Zhuo Lei was filled with a sense of superiority, he snorted and ignored him, and turned around to be his good student.

It's just that when class was over, he went out to use the bathroom, and when he came back, he saw Gu Mingyu surrounded by girls, even the class girl who usually dismissed him, was sitting in Zhuo Lei's seat, holding a book " "New Concept Composition" read aloud with fascinated expression. Apart from being good-looking and good at studying, Banhua is most able to show her status as an announcer in the school's radio room.With clear articulation and sweet voice, many people like to hear her speak.

But this time, Banhua's solo show was not only appreciated by no one, but was often overshadowed by the exclamation of the girls in the back seat of her.

Zhuo Lei, who had a lot of thoughts about Ban Hua, was immediately filled with righteous indignation, and walked over to drive away the girls crowded next to him.

Just as he was about to start, he heard someone mention the names of several big-name clothing. He only knew that Gu Mingyu dressed well, but he only knew the brands of Jeanswest, and he had only heard of other big-name brands. From what they said, it seems that Gu Mingyu wears all famous international brands?

Gu Mingyu actually doesn’t pay much attention to the brand. Gu Mingzhu bought this suit for him, and he doesn’t know the exact price. He didn’t expect that everyone cared not only about his people, but also about his paintings. Later, even the clothes on his body He didn't spare any clothes, which made him a little embarrassed.Finally, when the class bell rang and everyone dispersed, Zhuo Lei carefully handed over a test paper.

"You can read the test paper of the class just now if you don't understand."

Gu Mingyu looked puzzled, although Zhuo Lei didn't remember him—probably because he couldn't see his face clearly because it was dark, but he could remember clearly, including Zhuo Lei's extremely snobbish temperament.Zhuo Lei would be so kind to show a new classmate the test paper?

The answer is of course no, Zhuo Lei just found out that Gu Mingyu's family might be unusual, and he really wanted to have a relationship with him, and at this moment, he forgot about all the reservedness and class beauty.

"No, I've finished writing the test paper for the last class."

"Huh? But aren't you painting?"

"Yeah, after I finish writing the test paper, I see that I still have time to draw." Gu Mingyu argues with him impatiently. For him, this class is just a transition. He doesn't want to know about the twists and turns in Zhuo Lei's stomach. The most important thing now The most important thing is the college entrance examination.

Zhuo Lei's eyes widened. There were a lot of questions in the test paper, and he was already doing it very fast. How could Gu Mingyu be faster than him?Is it just a random answer?

Zhuo Lei was still surprised, but Gu Mingyu didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. The teacher started to give a lecture on the podium, and Gu Mingyu put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was a little short-sighted, and the blackboard couldn't be seen clearly because the seat was so far away.

Gu Mingyu, who put on glasses, opened the distance at once, and his whole temperament became sharper, looking very difficult to get in touch with.

Busy study took up all of Gu Mingyu's time. What surprised Zhuo Lei was that Gu Mingyu did better in the exams every time. It didn't take long for him to be promoted to the key class. Only then did everyone realize that he was the one who took the exam. Gu Mingyu, the first and third grader.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, Gu Huaili took Mingyu to the temple. Fuyun Temple is hidden in the mountains and cliffs. Although it is isolated from the world, it is still very popular because of its efficacy.It is said that Fuyun Temple was built in the Yuan Dynasty. The camphor tree in the courtyard that cannot be surrounded by more than a dozen people proves its age. The green and lush branches cover the courtyard like an umbrella.

The entrance of the temple happened to be at the intersection of two big mountains. The landscape of a line of sky was very shocking. Gu Mingyu walked on the stone steps paved with bluestones. Gu Huaili did not believe in Buddhism before, so he never thought that he would bring Gu Mingyu to worship in the temple.

It was the first time for Gu Mingyu to come to the temple when he was so old. He imitated his father's gesture of bowing to the Buddha and bowed down.There is a futon made of straw rope under his knees, Gu Huaili's one has rotted a hole, but the one under him is a new one, presumably because there are too many people worshiping the Buddha, so the futon was smashed and a new one was replaced.

Sandalwood was lit in the main hall, and there were monks chanting scriptures in a low voice in the corner. Accompanied by the sound of wooden fish, Gu Mingyu's impetuous heart gradually fell silent.

Gu Huaili asked Mingyu to bow three times, then told him to stand beside him, and knelt down on the futon again.The sun shines in from the vermilion wooden door, the treasures in the hall are solemn, it seems that even the mischievous light has become a lot quieter, the whole picture is extremely quiet, Gu Huaili clasped his hands in an extremely devout posture, his lips squirmed as he muttered something , After reading, he bowed down, opened his folded hands, palms down, and put them together in front of him, his forehead touched the back of his hands, and after staying for a few seconds, he straightened up and put his hands together, and he stood up from the futon after repeating nine times. He took the Buddhist incense that Zhike monk lit for him, and inserted it respectfully.

"Let's go, let's take a stroll in the temple, the scenery here is very nice." Gu Huaili smiled at his son beside him, and led him to the outside of the temple.

"I don't know, dad, you still believe in Buddhism."

"Sometimes people need a belief to keep themselves going, so they choose to believe." Gu Huaili sighed for a long time, as if explaining.

"I understand... If you are sincere, you will be effective. Don't worry too much."

I don’t know how old the ancient camphor tree is, but it’s a spectacle if it’s so huge. Gu Huaili told Gu Mingyu a lot of legends about the ancient camphor tree, “By the way, your friend—the one surnamed Ji, also has this big one in the mountains of his hometown. The ancient camphor tree, the secretary of the provincial governor who took office the year before last - my college classmate, I went there with him to see, I have to say that Yasuo Mountain is really a natural treasure. He seems to have heard that he will be transferred to Chongqing City recently, and so on You're in college, take your friend to his house to make sure he knows his face."

"Didn't you never let me get in touch with this, why?" Gu Mingyu felt a little strange, he didn't plan to go into politics, and Gu Huaili rarely let him get in touch with official figures—except for a few Tongjia who often came to his house to play cards good.

"In Chongqing, it's better to be careful." Gu Huaili took Gu Mingyu to a mountain road, and the stone steps turned into a ladder made of tree roots. "I didn't know it before, so that person is in Chongqing."

"that person?"

"Surnamed Fang, in the early years in the north, he did a few sensational events, but he disappeared suddenly for some reason. Unexpectedly, he hid in Chongqing."

The surname is Fang... Could it be?

"How does father know that the man is in Chongqing? Since he is hiding, no one would know." Gu Mingyu was nervous, but he didn't show it on his face. If his father knew that he had not only met Fang Mingque, but also looked like him. The young master is a very good friend - the young master even sent him a text message in the morning to wish him a title on the gold list.

"My classmate was transferred to Chongqing not to provide for the elderly. He wandered around all these years to find him. Now it's not a change of office. He was transferred in a hurry. Isn't that just finding someone?" I don't want to climb the dragon and the phoenix, and I don't have any background, so I didn't join the circle of those young masters. When I was studying in university, I met a high-level yamen who liked him, and I told him stories from time to time.

When Gu Huaili was reported, his classmate hadn't been transferred yet. Otherwise, let alone being promoted to the vice president of a small county town, even if he was directly transferred to the provincial department, it would only be a matter of his words.It's just that Gu Huaili didn't care anymore, he just wanted to stay at home and live like this for the rest of his life.

"So that's how it is." Gu Mingyu was startled, wondering if he should remind the young master—this matter was like a fight between gods and gods out of reach for him.

But the other party is coming fiercely, will the young master be in danger?After all, people regard him as a friend, but if they say it, will it be detrimental to father?Gu Huaili trusts him extremely, and also feels that he cannot get in touch with this circle.Since the other party wants to attack Master Que, his methods will never be weak. If the news is found to leak from him-the consequences will be unimaginable.

While thinking wildly, the cell phone in Gu Mingyu's pocket rang.

He was still thinking about the news just now, so he picked up the phone without looking at it.

"Finally got through!"