The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Even if Zhao Qingyi had the memory of the original owner, he didn't recognize the man.

The original owner skipped two levels in elementary school, so these junior high school classmates are all one or two years older than her. Zheng Xi is two years older than her and is 37 years old this year.

It was Yang Yang who walked towards a greasy male uncle, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Zheng Xi, it's been a long time since I haven't played together for a long time."

Zhao Qingyi couldn't help being stunned. It was the beer belly protruding, and the hairline was as high as climbing Mount Everest. The round face and the skin were dark, and the greasy man was the school grass Zheng Xi of the year?

The ghost knows what happened to the school grass back then!

Zhao Qingyi can't help but think of seeing a group of netizens who followed the trend of his boyfriend or husband on the Internet before and now.

At that time, it was discovered that the years were not only cruel to women, but also terribly cruel to men.

Three tragedies in life: the end of the hero, the late beauty, the blessing of the handsome. Zhao Qingyi felt that the last one was the most miserable.

Fortunately, her husband has been handsome for a lifetime. She was so handsome when she was old, making her extremely "superficial" even if she is emotionally disconnected now.

Zhao Qingyi also smiled gracefully and greeted everyone, not knowing if it was sincere, everyone wowed and called "Professor Zhao Da".

Many of the present have already become mothers, or the nature of work has caused different temperaments, so most women now are not as beautiful as ten years ago.

Only Zhao Qingyi is well maintained. She has stayed in the best science and engineering university for a long time in flower growers, and she faces famous scientists or young students at home and abroad, so her eyes are still as clear as young people.

And her troubles are different from ordinary people. She is not short of money, houses and cars. In addition to professors' salaries and academician subsidies, she participates in and leads more than 30 projects at most a year.

Each project has a budget of more than one million, or even ten million. As long as the results are released, she can get half of the project's commission for less, and 20% for the project. If the industrial application is profitable, it can also get a bonus.

However, the original owner, Zhao Qingyi, is very low-key and doesn't have much idea about her own money. What she thinks in her heart is also research. When all her thoughts are on how to deduct project money, she can't produce results.

Because she can make progress, she likes to get her on whatever projects the school has in this area.

Women who don't worry about life have a different look in their eyes.

At this time, Zhao Qingyi's spirit and spirit are added to him, and there is even more brilliance from the inside out.

Of course, her apparent youth is not as young as Tang Aini's, but now that she is 27 or 18 years old, she is definitely believed.

Zheng Xi felt embarrassed when he saw her.

Zheng Xi is an ordinary man. He was very handsome when he was young, and because of his handsomeness, he has an unstable temperament among young people. He liked or teased many girls.

Only the school tyrant Zhao Qingyi in the same class didn't lie to him, she was not as outgoing as other women, and their obvious affection for him could be seen from their faces. But Zhao Qingyi is a good student, a treasure in the eyes of the teacher.

Zhao Qingyi is not the most beautiful girl, even a little short, but she is still one of his favorite girls.

But she went farther and farther, to the end of the world, and hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.

She is an internationally renowned scientist. She has her own Erdösh number 5. The achievements of these awesome alumni that will be circulated in that junior high school, including Zhao Qingyi in recent years.

Her achievements, status, and status often make people only look up to.

Zheng Xi smiled slightly and said, "Professor Zhao, I didn't expect you to come."

Zhao Qingyi said: "The 20th anniversary party of classmates, if it is convenient, where can I not come."

A classmate said: "Professor Zhao, we thought you only remembered students from university or abroad."

Zhao Qingyi said: "I always know where I went to junior high school. What did classmate Zheng do now?"

Zheng Xi said: "Being a teacher in a high school."

"Being a teacher, then we are peers!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, I am a physical education teacher, how can I compare with a big professor like you."

With the body of a physical education teacher, he should have eaten a lot of beer hot pot in recent years, and women have had a lot of soaks when they were young, and they were so severely disabled.

Zhao Qingyi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure and relief in her heart. The little handsome boy in the same class he liked in the memory had already left, so everything he left in her heart was gone.

The innocence and beauty of the little girl in the original owner's mind and the sorrowful pain are just something that has not existed for a long time, but she did not come out and take a look.

There are a few people coming later, the entrepreneurs of mid-sized companies, accountants, financial practitioners, civil servants, judges, and lawyers.

After all, it is a key junior high school. At that time, half of the classmates who had gone to top high schools or those who had a relationship with their families could always mix well in the capital.

It turned out that these elites were originally a circle. In the WeChat message, Zhao Qingyi asked about the junior high school classmates of Fan Hao, the financial planner who helped her manage money.

Fan Hao also mentioned it to others. Everyone sees that even Zhao Qingyi, the most educated genius, would come and have a look.

As soon as Fan Hao and the others came, they were able to talk with Zhao Qingyi. People like Zheng Xi are one and a half levels behind, and they are not in the same circle with them.

...

Yu Zixuan was in a daze when he returned to the office. He saw Zhao Qingyi. It turned out that her classmates for the 20th anniversary of graduation from junior high school would be placed in their hotel.

Although Yu Zixuan hated Zhao Qingyi, it was embarrassing to meet him at this time. The general manager called and said, "Zixuan, what are you doing, come to the second floor."

Yu Zixuan said, "Mr. Wang, I'm busy now..."

Mr. Wang said: "If you have anything to do, leave it to Lao Zhang. Come here, I will wait for you."

Yu Zixuan couldn't help feeling a little helpless and fearful. He had already guessed what Wang was going to do.

Whenever guests with certain identities come to the hotel, the senior management of the store usually wants to say hello, sometimes with a few drinks, this is the unique culture of the flower family.

Although this class gathering is not a banquet, it is also a guest. It is also a good time to solicit guests. Now the "Eight Regulations" have been out for a few years, and the hotel industry is also very competitive.

Yu Zixuan didn't want to go down, but he didn't want him to go. Mr. Wang couldn't wait to go first by himself. He was not there. Perhaps the situation was more difficult to control. When he thought of this, he couldn't sit still, so he straightened out his suit and rushed to the second floor.

When Yu Zixuan arrived, President Wang had just entered the hall and walked to the eleven or twelve classmates to say hello.

After the greeting, he said to Zhao Qingyi: "Professor Zhao, you are also our hotel's own person. Here you are, our hotel will open two bottles of red wine for free."

Zhao Qingyi chuckled lightly: "President Wang is polite."

President Wang said: "Zixuan will come later, I have to let him greet me."

Zhao Qingyi was slightly surprised, and said, "Does the king always talk about Yu Zixuan?"

Mr. Wang smiled and said: "Yes, your husband has been working very hard. The company intends to transfer me to the headquarters. I think my position will be his sooner or later, and Guo Dong also intends..."

Zhao Qingyi smiled politely and said: "The staff of your hotel work hard and earnestly. Of course I am happy for you. But President Wang, are you misunderstanding? I have divorced a long time ago and Yu Zixuan and I disagree. It took less than a month. Divorced. I personally have to apologize to my relatives and friends who have blessed us."

President Wang was scorched by Leidelien, and he felt his face was accidentally swollen, but Professor Zhao was not familiar with him again, so there was no need to tell him specifically.

He suddenly hated Yu Zixuan and divorced early. After so long, he still pretended to be Professor Zhao's husband. What peace of mind?

At this time, Yu Zixuan pressed his own mood and approached with a professional smile, and said, "Mr. Wang, why didn't you wait for me?"

Mr. Wang could not attack his colleagues and subordinates in person, with an unsightly smile on his face, and said, "Aren't you busy? So I came first. It turns out that you and Professor Zhao divorced..."

Half of the last sentence was said, and finally calmed down, listening to the statement.

Mr. Wang doesn't want to care about other people's private lives, but Yu Zixuan is clearly divorced, but he still pretends to be Professor Zhao's husband in front of Guo Dong.

Mr. Wang thinks that in the past two months, Guo Dong will promote him to equal his seat, and Mr. Wang's heart is tight.

Guo Dong is a somewhat sentimental entrepreneur who loves to communicate with the world's top cultural scholars and scientists. Since Yu Zixuan has such an awesome wife, he has nothing to say, and is really convinced.

But it turns out that the truth is like this, how can he stand it?

Yu Zixuan smiled awkwardly and said: "We discussed the low-key and peaceful breakup, so we didn't talk about it with others."

Zhao Qingyi didn't care about his decentness, and smiled: "I am not. I will inform all my colleagues and friends in my unit the next day. I apologize, but I will invite everyone to eat again. I can't return the red envelope. Getting married at that time was too trifling, and it cost everyone, how sorry. Why, haven’t you notified yet?"

Yu Zixuan just wanted a hole in the ground so he could get in.

Zhao Qingyi smiled slightly and greeted Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang, it's nice to see you again. I usually don't drink because of work. How about a drink with you?"

Mr. Wang came out of his hatred of Yu Zixuan, and said with a smile: "Your professor also accompanies me to have a drink. It is a great honor. I have three drinks, and you can drink one."

The two drank and drank at the moment, and Mr. Wang really did this job. He really drank three glasses at the moment and paid tribute to Zhao Qingyi and the few elites present. Then he said not to disturb him, and paid tribute to everyone. Goodbye.

Zhao Qingyi watched them leave, twitching the corner of his mouth.

To deal with a man who is several levels lower than himself, why bother to avenge something that "did not happen" seems logically unreasonable.

To open the truth, the living environment in the capital is so treacherous, it is enough to crush his body.

Looking at him aloft, she can't be blamed on both legal and moral levels. Isn't it more logical?

How can she, such a beautiful figure, use the same methods as the poor woman?

Er, she can't learn the habits of the last life, she is a reserved and knowledgeable Professor Zhao Da.

There were also people performing singing and playing piano in the class. Zhao Qingyi also felt that she was eager to try. She couldn't help but secretly said: It's not empathy, is it that scientists like the helper are also interested in this kind of thing?

However, like these people singing KTV, it is also a bit low-level, so she also sat on the piano and played a song "My Motherland". The two souls of science and art can collide with each other. At this time, the enthusiasm of scientists aroused. It is certainly different from the amateur KTV enthusiasts present.

It turns out that Zhao Qingyi is not a nerd!

Oh my God, I’m better at reading than others and there is not much room left for others, and I even play music better than others.

To learn God is to learn God.

It is said that poverty limits my imagination, but talent limits my ability.

The junior high school classmates expressed such emotions in their hearts, but Zheng Xi lamented that he was no longer what he was in the past. For such a queen, his only pursuit capital is gone.

Hey, how do you want to pursue it? His wife is pregnant with a second child, and a big family is waiting for him to raise her.

How many young people are full of spirits and end up in mediocrity.

How many peaks have you climbed in your life?