Sunday's tea party starts at noon and ends at nine o'clock in the evening.

Tea party and socializing are also themes. We don’t have all the dance music played, but the total dancing time will not be less than four hours.

I didn’t feel tired while playing. After leaving the auditorium, Xiao Qiang was the first to shout that she was exhausted.

"Yeah! Who told you not to stop singing?" Lu Yao said with a gloating expression.

"They are all good classmates and we get along well with each other. How can I be embarrassed to refuse when someone invites me?"

Xiao Qiang is easy to get close to. In addition to the licking dogs Wang Yu and Liu Xiaoming, who take turns asking her to dance, there are also Wei Hongxing, Guo Xiangyang and other classmates in the same class or grade waiting to ask her.

Lu Yao was completely different. She was unwilling and never forced. After the two handsome boys with both good morals and academics were rejected, not many people dared to invite her.

"It's not that you're embarrassed to refuse at all, but you really like boys lining up to wait for gifts from the Queen."

"How can I? I really can't lose my face and don't want to hurt anyone."

"Can you get hurt if you ask someone to dance and be rejected? A boy is more fragile than Lin Daiyu? Such a person should just hit him to death."

"I won't tell you anymore. I won't say anything nice. Chengwenge, you don't seem to miss a song today. Are you tired?"

"I didn't expect that ballroom dancing would be more tiring than fighting in sparring!" Cheng Wenge said with emotion.

Cheng Wenge is universally recognized as an honest man, and his image as a big brother is liked by many female classmates. It is rare for him to have the opportunity to dance ballroom, and many familiar or unfamiliar girls take the initiative to invite him.

So he literally jumped from beginning to end.

"Yes! Yes! I'm so tired that my calves are shaking." Qian Aiguo agreed.

Qian Aiguo had a great time today. That was because there were many female classmates who could dance ballroom, but not many male classmates, so he danced for most of the dance, but his dancing was too stiff.

Dancing is like this. The stiffer your body is, the more tired you feel. Qian Aiguo was able to hold on until the end of the dance solely because of his strong physical strength.

Xiao Qiang said: "Look, even such strong Cheng Wenge and Qian Aiguo feel tired!"

"No matter how tired they are, they both feel beautiful. Especially Cheng Wenge. Today I finally realized how popular he is with girls. Even Huang Han can't compare to him."

Zhang Chunmei said: "There are too many people talking to Huang Han, and they can't join in. That's why Chengwen Pavilion seems to be the most popular."

Teasing the honest man is the favorite of several beautiful girls. Zhang Qian smiled and said: "Chengwenge is the prince at today's dance. I wonder if I have foreseen a princess!"

Liu Xiaoli said: "There can be no princess, there is a queen who is eyeing her!"

"Pfft!" Lu Yao laughed.

"It's all you, and you're still smiling, look at my Nine Yin White Bone Claws..." Xiao Qiang blushed and wanted to chase Lu Yao, but her legs were so tired that she couldn't run.

"Honest people are actually not very honest, they are a bit fancy!" Zhang Qian continued to joke.

Cheng Wenge indeed danced the most with Xiao Qiang, and he was embarrassed to refuse any female classmate who had the courage to ask him to dance with him. He did not tell the difference and showed a silly smile like Forrest Gump.

Xiao Qiang's legs were very tired and her mouth was not forgiving. She counterattacked: "I understand, it should be that you really like dancing with Cheng Wenge, and you are angry that I always dominate him! I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time."

"Don't talk nonsense, how can I have it?"

"Hahaha... I'm so anxious to prove that I'm right."

"What are you talking about? It's just nonsense."

Seeing that the excited boys and girls were still laughing and joking, Huang Han said: "Stop making trouble, we have been tired for a day, let's go home to take a shower and go to bed."

Familiar classmates all ran over to say hello to Shen Xiaorong and prepare to go home.

Huang Han saw Wang Huiling, who had been silent, and asked with concern: "How are you, are you tired? Why don't you wait for a while, and I'll drive you home."

The skinny and small Wang Huiling was favored by many male classmates today and danced a lot of songs. When she was dancing with Huang Han, she quietly told Huang Han that she really liked ballroom dancing.

Huang Han found that when she danced with other boys, the distance was very wide. It was completely different from when she danced with him, as if she was trying to get into his body.

How could Huang Han not know what this girl was thinking? Alas! I can only hope that after she goes to college and meets more male classmates, she will meet someone who can make her fall in love.

Wang Huiling said: "No, no, I'm riding my bicycle. I'm going home with Wang Li and Cheng Wenge. You are even more tired today. You must rest early!"

"Then ride slower!"

Cheng Wenge said: "Don't worry, I will deliver them all the way to your door."

Huang Han and his son, Qin Kunlun, Song Jiefang and others kept sending Shen Jianhua's family of three back to the hotel. Qin Kunlun, who was still unfinished, was still talking about something with Song Jiefang, Huang Daozhou.

Huang Han did not continue chatting with them and went back alone. As soon as he got home, he heard the phone ringing.

"Hello, who are you?"

Shen Xiaorong's voice came: "Are you back home?"

Less than ten minutes after we broke up, Huang Han was surprised and said, "It's you, what's wrong? Is there something I forgot to mention?"

"It's not nine o'clock yet, I want to take a look at the 'Shi'en Bridge'!"

"Aren't you tired? You have to get up early tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter. I don't have to drive tomorrow. I can doze off as soon as I get in the car."

"Then I'll wait for you at the hotel door."

Farewell was imminent, but Shen Xiaorong was actually a little reluctant to leave.

The red lanterns on the "Shi'en Bridge" kept swaying, and the lights in the Grand View Garden not far away were dim.

"It's so beautiful here, I can't even remember how shabby it was back then."

"Come back often and I can guarantee that Sanshui City will get better every year."

"Sanshui City is my second hometown, so of course I have to come here often. I really want to see what Shili Old Street will look like when it's all completed."

"It can be completed in two years at most. At that time, we can go sightseeing by boat, which will be a unique pleasure."

The Three Rivers are born from water. In ancient times, the Yangtze River, the Huaihe River, and the Yellow Sea converged here, forming a large wetland.

Sanshui City is actually a town with water town characteristics. Before the 1980s, the area of ​​rivers and ponds accounted for one-third of the city area.

The most lively place at that time was called Bakou Square, and the most prosperous area of ​​Sanshui City was called Shangba, which can be seen in Xiaba.

However, the original development trajectory of Sanshui City did not take into account the characteristics of a water town, and most of the small rivers and ponds were filled in, making Sanshui City indistinguishable from most Chinese cities.

Huang Han knows how rare it is for a city to maintain its unique flavor, so he has taken precautions before the upcoming major demolition and construction. Too many Ming and Qing buildings that had disappeared have been renovated, and blocked rivers and ponds have been dredged.

In the future, the old town of Sanshui City will be surrounded by clear water and surrounded by willows and green smoke.

Shen Xiaorong suddenly became childlike and compared her height with Huang Han. Huang Han quickly straightened up. It was obvious that Shen Xiaorong was still taller.

"Giggle..., I still remember you were half a head shorter than me at that time! Now you are taller than me."

"You're not lying! You're obviously taller."

"My sandals have heels, so they should be taller than yours."

"Don't comfort me. You must be 1.76 meters tall. I'm at most 1.75 meters tall."

Shen Xiaorong blinked and said, "How can I measure 1.76 meters? My bare feet measure 1.74 meters. If you don't believe me, let's compare again."

The two stood face to face, and they could feel each other's breath. At this moment, Huang Han really had the urge to hold her in his arms, but he forced himself to hold it back.

"Alas! You are no longer that skinny little boy."

"You are still the goddess in the eyes of many boys."

"Zhang Chunmei, Lu Yao, Wang Huiling, Xiao Qiang, Zhang Qian... I'm afraid they are all goddesses in the eyes of the boys in the experimental middle school, right?"

Shen Xiaorong was right. Beautiful girls who frequently performed on stage were of course goddess-like beings. Shen Xiaorong saw how popular they were with boys today, and Huang Han was speechless.

"After next year's summer vacation, your classmates will go their separate ways. Are you sad?"

"This is the growing pains!"

"Yes! I really miss my childhood."

"Looking forward, the sky is high and the clouds are clear. We must live a wonderful life to make this life worthwhile!"

"Well! I must do something!"

…

On Monday, Shen Xiaorong left, and all the friends from Huang Han's study group came to see her off. In the morning light, the song "Thousands of Miles Away" made people feel sad.

Huang Han actually doesn't care too much about money, but cares more about his family and good friends. He sincerely hopes that everyone will live a happy life.

Because in his original trajectory, he had no diploma, no network, and no capital, yet he was doing better than 80% of his peers.

The thirty years since I started working have been almost smooth sailing. I have never been laid off. I have always been the first to fire companies. I never got the chance to be fired until I became a small boss.

Although I didn't get rich, my life was more than enough, and I lived an unrestricted and free life.

What is freedom? The true freedom is to not be controlled by others or angry.

What's wrong with being an official? A county level boss is bossing you around, but he still pretends to be a grandson in front of his superiors?

The profit from Huang Han's small business was enough to lead a happy life. He always conducted his life with his head held high. No matter how high an official you are, you don't need to pretend to be a grandson.

A writer who dares to speak poorly and can write six million words, how can his eloquence be given in vain?

I was so angry that he regretted his nonsense! I was so angry that he apologized obediently! Dare you speak harshly? Go to his work unit and ask his leader for an explanation. Anyway, you can always find his superior.

Who can cover up the sky with one hand these days? You must know that there is a sky beyond the sky! Is party discipline and state law child's play?
To be continued...