Chapter 291 Classmates Meeting
The Hong Family home was too cramped.
After bringing the bride back, there was hardly any room to stand.
So a group of young people decided to head to the restaurant first.
Hong Xiaofei had booked Yuxiang Restaurant in the county, which wasn't high-end, but rather the kind of place ordinary people would book.
At the restaurant, a group of young people chattered and played around.
Whether intentionally or not, the bridesmaid Xu Le kept sticking close to Long Xiaoshan.
A little later,
Hong Xiaofei received a phone call.
A bunch of classmates were coming over.
After a while, Xu Lu's group of classmates also wanted to come.
Back in school, Long Xiaoshan was a top student and rather honest in nature with few friends.
However, Hong Xiaofei was better at socializing than Long Xiaoshan, and he stayed in touch with many classmates, who naturally came to join the wedding excitement.
Soon, a group of young people appeared at the restaurant entrance and walked in.
"Xiaofei!" they shouted as they entered.
"Li Zhijun, Liu Qing, Zhou Xin, Chang Hao..." Hong Xiaofei greeted them enthusiastically.
Long Xiaoshan stood up. These classmates had clearly grouped up before arriving—a bunch of over ten people. He had seen Li Zhijun and Liu Qing last time they went to the hospital to visit Teacher Xu Manqing. Although the relationships were quite unusual, they were all classmates after all, so he went over to greet them.
"You're Long Xiaoshan?"
Seeing Long Xiaoshan, the group of classmates who had come were stunned.
The last time Li Zhijun saw Long Xiaoshan, he was dressed like a farmer with dark skin. Today in a suit, he looked distinguished, and just his appearance was enough to outshine all the men present.
"Long time no see, everyone," Long Xiaoshan greeted with a smile.
"Long Xiaoshan, it hasn't been that long since I saw you, did you have plastic surgery and bleach yourself?" Li Zhijun said with a barbed tongue.
"What's the matter, envious that I'm handsome, afraid I'll run off with your Liu Qing?" Long Xiaoshan said nonchalantly.
Li Zhijun was taken aback.
How had he changed so much in just over a month, even his nature.
Before, Long Xiaoshan wouldn't have spoken like this, but now there was a carefree and unruly air about him that, coupled with his good looks, was somewhat dazzling.
"Haha, Li Zhijun, I remember back in the day Liu Qing and Long Xiaoshan had a thing," a classmate teased, causing Li Zhijun's face to stiffen.
"That's all baseless gossip, just joking, it didn't happen," Liu Qing hastily said. Although Long Xiaoshan had shown some medical skills last time, no matter how good his medical skills were, they couldn't compete with Li Zhijun's several million fortune.
"So it's our esteemed scholar,"
a tall man called out. This man looked somewhat thuggish, still wearing a black tank top despite the autum season, revealing bulging muscles and a glimpse of a tattoo on his arm.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
"Brother Hao, it's you," Long Xiaoshan said.
This guy was Chang Hao, a troublemaker back in school, always looking to pick on him. But times had changed, and Long Xiaoshan didn't really care anymore.
"Esteemed scholar, long time no see," Chang Hao's eyes betrayed a hint of malice as he extended his hand.
"It's been a long time indeed. Let's have a drink later today," Long Xiaoshan said, reaching out his hand.
Chang Hao gripped Long Xiaoshan's hand firmly, and as he squeezed, everyone could see Chang Hao's muscles bulge, indicating he was up to his old tricks again.
Chang Hao was tall and robust, with tremendous strength. He often won the shot put championship at school.
He always liked to show off his strength in front of the girls.
Or, under the guise of a handshake, he would embarrass other men in public.
Many of the boys in the class had suffered at his hands.
But since he was a troublemaker, everyone was angry but dared not speak out.
It was clear to everyone that Chang Hao was bothered by how much Long Xiaoshan stood out and wanted to embarrass him.
A few of the boys watched, looking forward to the joke; Long Xiaoshan had been just so-so with them, and now that he had grown so handsome, it would be good for him to be taken down a peg. Li Zhijun, in particular, wished Chang Hao would crush Long Xiaoshan's hand.
The two of them held hands, not letting go for a long while, until Hong Xiaofei quickly interjected, "All right, old classmates, let's all take a seat."
He was afraid Long Xiaoshan would get hurt by Chang Hao, who was known for not knowing his own strength.
Chang Hao, shivering, said, "Yes... yes, let's all sit down together."
"Meeting old classmates, we should have a good chat," Long Xiaoshan said as he slung an arm around Chang Hao's shoulder, holding his hand as they walked to their seats, feigning a warmth that suggested he didn't want to let go.
Chang Hao's face was almost twitching.
He was using all the strength he could muster, not to crush Long Xiaoshan's palm, but to keep himself from howling in pain; he felt as if his hand was in the grip of a giant tiger's clamp, with his bones about to split.
With his back to the other classmates, Chang Hao looked at Long Xiaoshan with a face full of pleading.
"What's wrong, Brother Hao, you look so pale. Is there something wrong with you?"
"No, there's nothing... Brother Long, I need to use the restroom, I'll go ahead," Chang Hao said as he moved towards the restroom.
"That's perfect, I was thinking of going as well," Long Xiaoshan replied.
"Don't... don't, I'm not in a hurry anymore, Brother Long, you go first," Chang Hao was on the verge of tears; is this how you bully someone?
Long Xiaoshan laughed and finally let go of Chang Hao's hand, "Suddenly, I'm not in a hurry anymore."
Everyone was watching the two of them, completely confused, as if they were listening to a comedy skit.
After a while of idle chat,
another group of people came in. Xu Lu stood up and said, "Here come my classmates."
They were all young people and naturally recognized each other.
"Brother Lin, you came too?" Li Zhijun suddenly stood up, his face breaking into a somewhat subservient smile as he approached a somewhat chubby young man.
Although this young man wasn't particularly handsome, even slightly ugly, he was clad in designer brands, with a Mercedes-Benz key clipped to his waist and a Rolex gold watch exposed on his wrist, exuding a rich aura that drew attention.
"Mr. Li, you're here too," the young man said casually.
"What Mr.? I'm just doing a small business, scraping by. I'm nothing compared to Brother Lin, who probably earns a good ten million a year, right?"
Wow!
All the young people around gasped.
Most here had just graduated, or some were still studying. Even those who had started working right after finishing high school were just employees, making two or three thousand a month.
The idea that someone was earning close to ten million a year made them envious and jealous.
Society had become very pragmatic; everyone quickly gathered around Brother Lin, engaging in eager conversation with each other, especially the female classmates who made eyes at that chubby face.
After all, graduating from university doesn't guarantee stability; graduating and facing unemployment, if Brother Lin could give them a leg up, they might be able to save years of struggle.
Long Xiaoshan found himself alone all of a sudden.
The maid of honor, Xu Le, pursed her lips, her small hand hooked onto Long Xiaoshan's arm, thinking to herself that these people really didn't recognize a True Person when they saw one, preferring to ingratiate themselves with a small-time boss.
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