V1.Chapter 757

Forget such a big event.

Xia Xiaolan looked at the evening paper and muttered.

She remembered more clearly the time of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, because it was related to her vital interests. It was difficult for Xia Xiaolan not to remember it.

As for this matter, she had only vague memory, or read biographies in her previous life. Nonsense, in 1985 of her last life, Xia Xiaolan was still an 8-year-old girl. She was adopted by Aunt Biao. She thought about how to please aunt Biao's family all day. It's not a demon. How can she pay attention to this kind of thing.

Xia Xiaolan shook the newspaper. Sometimes it's lonely to be a prophet.

There will only be more than six years left. The Soviet Union will disintegrate. Who believes it!

The time of the disintegration of the Soviet Union was clearly recorded in her little book. She pulled a train of leather goods and could change the Soviet plane back to China. Only when the Soviet Union disintegrated and fell into chaos could it happen.

No businessman will refuse a deal that costs a lot of money.

Xia Xiaolan couldn't have written down such a grand occasion.

But it is limited to this.

Xia Xiaolan just sighed about the news. It had little impact on the domestic environment and less on her personal life.

She is a small screw of socialism. It's meaningless to worry about such international events!

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"Ziyu, why are you a little absent-minded?"

It's been several days since school began. Xia Ziyu also returned to school from Pengcheng. Wang Jianhua thought she was back, but soul didn't come back.

What happened in the special zone, Wang Jianhua felt that he had a gap with Ziyu.

"Nothing, Jianhua. I want to go outside the school. Go with me."

I can't watch TV at school. Xia Ziyu has been restless all day today. Du Zhaohui really thinks highly of her. She has no resources to contact any intelligence. China's intelligence department can't predict that the last Soviet leader will die on March 10, and the new leader will take office overnight.

Xia Ziyu needs the confirmation of news reports to reassure herself.

Wang Jianhua can only go out with her.

"The second uncle has worked hard and happy. Now he works with the boss in Hong Kong."

Along the way, Wang Jianhua had no words to talk to. Xia Ziyu was absent-minded. Being a bodyguard was nothing. Can Hong Kong's Xiaokai really value bodyguards? If her second uncle can still stand up and continue to work next to Du Zhaohui, it's good to say that if he can only sit in a wheelchair from now on, he will soon be forgotten by Du Zhaohui.

But the mission of the second uncle's existence has been completed. If it were not for Xia Dajun, she would not have been able to contact Xiaokai in Hong Kong.

She also knows that Hong Kong's richest man is rich, but if he has no relatives, why does the richest man want to see her?

Xia Dajun worked as a bodyguard around Du Zhaohui, and Xia Ziyu had the opportunity to talk to Du Zhaohui.

She was full of confidence and wanted to cooperate with Du Zhaohui. Unexpectedly, Xiaokai in Hong Kong thought highly of herself. Relying on her money, she didn't pay attention to her at all, forcing her to make a "prediction".

This is a step Xia Ziyu doesn't want to take. If he predicts success once, Du Zhaohui may have to look forward to the second time.

However, she can't predict success every time!

Xia Ziyu is not in the mood to pay attention to Wang Jianhua. He has seen the wealth of Hong Kong people. Xia Ziyu is very restless now.

If Wang Jianhua is destined to succeed and Wang Guangping can't help him now, does it mean that Wang Jianhua's success depends on her contribution? Do you make money by setting up snack stalls, or after graduating from college, she was randomly assigned to a place by the school with a dead salary... Like other peers, she has changed from extraordinary to mediocre. She doesn't even care about herself. How can she help Wang Jianhua make progress?

Xia Ziyu is anxious. She used to think she had a lot of time. Now Xia Xiaolan is developing well. She doesn't want to lose to Xia Xiaolan and is afraid of being protected by Xia Xiaolan. She wants to find a new backer for herself.

Xia Ziyu went outside the school and went straight to the newsstand:

"Sir, do you have today's evening paper?"

The newsstand uncle has never seen such a hurry to buy a newspaper. "You're a coincidence. The evening paper has just arrived!"

Take out an evening paper for Xia Ziyu. Xia Ziyu doesn't have to turn it. She sees the news on the front page. Her fingers hold the newspaper tightly, her lips close, and the meat on her cheeks is trembling. Xia Ziyu was not nervous, but excited. She was finally right. She felt that her previous depression vomited out.

Wang Jianhua saw that Xia Ziyu held on to the newspaper and had to give the money himself.

When the newspaper stopped, uncle Xia Ziyu couldn't help reading more newspapers. Why is this girl so excited when the Soviet Union changes leaders? The uncle of the newsstand sighed with emotion:

"I think the female classmate's mental state is wrong. You, persuade her."

The boss of the newsstand is well-informed, such as Wang Jianhua and Xia Ziyu. At first glance, they are engaged in objects. Ordinary male and female students, who will walk out of the school after dinner!

Xia Ziyu seemed to step on the clouds. Seeing her like this, Wang Jianhua could only send her back to the downstairs of the dormitory.

"Ziyu, you go back and rest early."

Wang Jianhua also wondered. Xia Ziyu came back from a trip to Pengcheng. There was something wrong. He used to revolve around him. The whole person threw himself on him. Now he is clearly around. Where is his heart? Wang Jianhua is uncertain for the first time.

What changed Ziyu?

What happened in Pengcheng, or did his father's job transfer make Ziyu have an opinion?

Wang Jianhua is not sure.

Xia Ziyu couldn't take care of Wang Jianhua's mood at this time. He went upstairs with a newspaper. Several roommates in the bedroom were talking about something. Watching Xia Ziyu come back, he immediately stopped.

A roommate used to be the best friend of Xia Ziyu. Later, although she was alienated, she couldn't bear to see her lost soul.

"Ziyu, you hung up two subjects last semester. Cheer up and take a make-up exam again!"

In his freshman year, Xia Ziyu's grades were still above average, and he was also very popular with students and teachers in school.

In the first semester of sophomore year, Xia Ziyu got a big punishment because of the cram school. His interpersonal relationship fell to the bottom, and he even failed to take two subjects in the final exam... It was all kinds of bad luck.

The roommate is a kind comfort, but Xia Ziyu himself doesn't care much:

"Just hang up. I'll just retake the exam."

It seems that she didn't pay attention to failing school. Why was she absent-minded? Wait, in this absent-minded, I don't seem to be sad, but excited.

My roommate couldn't understand it. He was excited after hanging up two subjects. He simply shut up.

The remaining roommates winked. Now no one can understand Xia Ziyu.

Xia Ziyu read the newspaper again and folded it neatly under the pillow. Now she doesn't care about the relationship between her roommates. When she is in trouble, no one stands up to help her. Xia Ziyu doesn't care about these people at all.

Does she need to care?

Everyone's life will be two lines in the future. She has nothing to say with these frogs at the bottom of the well.

Now, just wait quietly for Du Zhaohui to come to her, and the initiative has been in her hands!

That night, Xia Ziyu smiled in his sleep.