Chapter 873: Just classmates (middle)

For the various eyes from the surroundings, Lu Chen has long been used to it.
At this moment, his heart is more of a surprise to the old classmates. Although he said that he had a normal relationship with Xiao Lirong in high school, he saw him remember the time of the "study classmates".
Lu Chenping and kindly asked, Xiao Lirong's feeling of shock gradually calmed down, feeling that the handsome man in front of him gradually merged with the big boy in the memory.
She swallowed and said: "Everyone is very good, we often chat in the Fetion group, but many students have also broken contact, some heard that they have gone abroad, and some work in the field..."
Speaking, Xiao Lirong relaxed, half-jokingly and seriously said: "But no one can compare with your big star. Everyone is very proud when they say it in the group. I sometimes tell others about Lu Chen. It’s my classmates, they still don’t believe it!

She grinned and said: "Now, I will take a photo with me and envy them next time!"
Lu Chen was dumbfounded: "How is one enough, at least two shots! My previous flight number is no longer needed. You add my new number now, so I can easily contact later."
He turned on the mobile phone in his mobile phone and opened his own id QR code to scan Xiao Lirong.
This flight id is Lu Chen's private account. It only adds a few friends and family and friends in the circle. He doesn't use a lot. The previous number has long been abandoned.
Xiao Lirong was overjoyed and immediately added Lu Chen’s new flight signal: "Oh, this number is really good."
Lu Chen smiled and said: "There is cooperation with FeiXin, and the other party sent a nickname."
Xiao Lirong thinks that Lu Chen is a big star. She can't help but ask: "Would you like to attend the school's 100th anniversary?"
Lu Chen nodded: "Yes."
Xiao Lirong hesitated and said: "This old class is also coming back to the school celebration. She organizes everyone in the group to open the class meeting tomorrow night. Do you want to come?"
She knows that stars like Lu Chen are usually very busy, and as a guest of the centennial celebration, tomorrow night may not be free, so I just asked with the idea of ​​a case.
"The old class is back too?"
Lu Chen was surprised: "That's really rare. Let me be one, but I don't think it will take too long. You can tell me where the party is."
The old class is the squad leader of his high school class. Because the class name is the squad leader, and the popularity in the class is very good, everyone calls her "old class". In fact, the old class is not old at all, the real white beauty, high school graduation After that, I went to the UK to go to college.
"That's great!"
Xiao Lirong smiled and opened the party address to Lu Chen. He smiled and said: "I will inform everyone..."
"do not!"
Lu Chen stopped the road: "Don't say it, don't know if you can come, I will contact you when I get there."
He is also not sure if there is time tomorrow night, so he should be cautious, otherwise Xiao Lirong will go out and he will come again. It is not good.
Xiao Lirong understands: "Okay."
At this time, Fang Hao walked out of the fitting room and saw Lu Chen talking to a shop assistant, so he curiously came over: "Xiao Chen..."
Lu Chen saw her mother, so she introduced her: "I met the old classmate, Xiao Lirong, do you remember?"
Xiao Lirong shouted a little shyly: "Auntie is good."
"Hello..." Fang looked carefully and smiled. "I still remember, I have seen it a few times. Now I am a beautiful girl. If you don't say it, I really can't recognize it. Are you married?" ?"
Xiao Lirong is even more embarrassed.
Lu Chen made a break: "Just Xiao Lirong is working in this store. I recommend a few sets of clothes for my mom."
Xiao Lirong quickly took Fang Fang to see the clothes.
As a result, Lu Chen just sat down, and immediately a clerk came over and asked with a small red face: "Mr. Lu Chen, I am your fan, can you sign me a name?"
Lu Chen saw her badge printed with the words of the manager and smiled: "No problem."
With the store manager taking the lead, several other clerk have gathered around, signed the signature, to take a group photo, Lu Chen one by one to meet their wishes.
In return, he asked the clerk not to let out, so that his mom can shop here.
Fortunately, there are no other customers in the store, otherwise it will be shocked to make this Dior store confusing, the clerk knows the weight, no one is loud and noisy.
Finally Fang Fang bought two sets of clothes and a bag in the store, the store manager gave a 10% discount.
Lu Chen swiped the card and left with Xiao Lirong.
As a result, the two had just left the front foot, and many people in the back foot ran to the Dior store. Because of the clerk's excitement, they took a group photo in the circle of friends. As a result, they passed through the 10th and 10th and went to watch the big star.
But they are destined to be disappointed.
The next morning, Lu Chen went alone to the Binhai Middle School he attended.
Considering the inconvenience of parking near the school, he did not drive his own car, but stopped a taxi at the entrance of the community.
As a result, I just arrived at the intersection of the school where Binhai Middle School is located. I found that the entire road has been traffic-controlled, and the traffic police are at the intersection. Only vehicles with special passes can enter and exit.
Lu Chen did not care. After paying the car, he got off the bus. Anyway, from here to the school gate, it was a few hundred meters away. It took less time to walk.
Walking along the sidewalk with blue bricks, the banyan tree on the side of the road is as tall and lush as it was in the past. Lu Chen did not know how many times he passed by here, and still remember the fragrance of the flowers.
Far away, he heard a warm ritual, and it was clear that the welcome ceremony had begun.
But Lu Chen is not in a hurry, because there are a lot of memories on this road: the laughter of running, the noisy play, the heartbeat of the first hand...
Just a classmate!
Nowadays, the flowers are not in the shadows, but the sweet, warm, joyful memories remain in my heart.
Suddenly, Lu Chenyuan missed Chen Feier, who was far away from Beijing.
In just two or three hundred meters, he walked for 10 minutes until he was awakened by the vehicles passing by.
In front of Lu Chen’s alma mater, Binhai Middle School, a 100-year-old national key middle school, with high arches at the door, a balloon hanging in a colorful banner fluttering in the wind, a long red carpet from the school gate To the school.
A large group of people gathered around the door, and Lu Chen saw several school leaders he knew. They were eager to welcome the guests attending the celebration and the returning tourists.