After quitting the part-time job in the Nan family, Qianmai worked vigorously and drew up an action plan for himself in two or more strokes.
In a nutshell, there are two aspects: one is to read the book well, and the other is to keep the body better.
In the first aspect, she followed the plan with only one sentence: "Before graduating from junior high school, resolutely eliminate 100 books in the library."
In the second aspect, I wrote a Chase on everything. Morning exercises in the morning, radio exercises between classes, meal matching, evening walks, occasional tennis, etc. The time is even accurate to the minute and second, and two and a half blank sheets are listed.
In line with the central idea of saving resources, Latent Wheat thought and thought, and wanted to fill up the remaining half of the blank paper. But I'm so quiet and don't really like sports, what should I use to fill it up? Thinking hard for a long time, thinking about sleeping, thinking about eating, and walking. As a result, I was distracted and almost tripped when I just went up the stairs. But he also had an idea, and quickly ran back to the room, grabbed his brush and scribbled, "After every get out of class, go climb the stairs, from the fifth floor to the first floor, and then from the first floor to the fifth floor. There are 14 floors on each floor. There are a total of 56 steps on four floors. One step up and down is 112 steps, and a total of 672 steps are climbed per day based on 6 lessons. It’s easy, without the effort of blowing the dust, it’s 672 small leg lifts a day."
Finally finished writing the small half of the paper, Qianmai rubbed his hands excitedly, and opened an extremely bright smile: "It's so awesome, I actually came up with such a smart and easy way to exercise."
In the new week, Latent Wheat will implement its new plan.
On Monday morning, so far, she has successfully executed the first morning exercise project. After the first math class, the classmates left their seats and went out to rest and sway, and she was also thinking of getting up to perform the second staircase climbing project. However, Liu Feipeng behind was yelled in a low voice.
"Wheat, turn around."
"Is there anything?" I have to hurry to exercise.
Liu Feipeng mysteriously took out a bento box from the drawer and handed it over and said, "This is the wild strawberry I picked at home on the weekend, for you."
Qianmai has been busy with it, and he doesn't want to go up the stairs. We still have this kind of politeness. People should listen attentively to what others say, especially if this person also gives you something. At the very least, we should always receive it seriously and warmly. Go to its stairs and climb a few more times during the afternoon break.
So he turned around and sat still. Open the lid of the bento and take a look, wow, the wild strawberries in the bento box are densely packed, bright red and cute like crystals and beautiful agates, with a small layer of fluff floating on it.
Looking at Liu Feipeng's slightly dark face, Qian Mai's heart was suddenly filled with soft touch. Others may not know the goods, but I am a native farmer who naturally knows the hard work of picking so many wild strawberries. Although it is the prosperous period of wild strawberry growth, the children of the farm are not greedy for the crops in the mountains, which are not as good as the few treasures. The wild strawberries in the nearby mountains often have not yet grown red and ripe, so they enter their stomachs early. Especially this kind of thatch that grows on small thorns is absolutely rare on flat ground. Such a bento box, I don't know how many hills it has to climb to collect it.
So I turned my head and said in a low voice, "Thank you. These are all berries, which are rare and hard to pick. It must have taken a lot of time, right? Don't work so hard again in the future."
"Hey. The berries are clean and delicious." Liu Feipeng laughed a few times, scratching his thick head, and said lightly: "When I picked them, I encountered a lot of snake berries, but they are too short, and they will have many reptile mouths. Liquid, I’m afraid you didn’t pick it if you didn’t like it. The berry grows tall and has thorns, and the worm cannot climb up. You can eat it without worry."
She was disrespectful and nodded with a smile: "Then I'll take half, and you can eat some yourself. This is good for your health. The medicine book says that berries are sweet and cool, and have the effects of relieving cough and clearing heat, relieving pharynx, nourishing fluid, and nourishing blood. ."
"That's great, you can eat it all. When I picked it, I had a mouth addiction. I wanted to give it to you during lunch, but these were picked yesterday. I'm afraid it will taste bad if I leave it for a long time. Came to the classroom. The Dragon Boat Festival arrived, and my mother asked me to bring you rice dumplings. She ate what you said "Wild Chrysanthemum Chaihu Qinggan Soup" and her tinnitus improved. She asked me to thank you."
"Oh, that's good. I just read a few medicine books casually, blindly. Your mother had better go to the hospital to check it carefully." Looking at the lovely and lovely thatch berries in front of me, Latent Wheat couldn't help but stretch out his hand. He picked up one, and delivered it to his mouth like a greedy cat, chewing it carefully and savoring it. It is delicious, fresh and natural. It is a pure sweetness without any impurities. I couldn't help but squeezed a few more and threw them into my mouth continuously.
"Is this food edible?" A puzzled voice floated from the top of his head.
Liu and Qian tilted their heads, and it was Peng Chen who was leaning back in his chair and flipping through sports magazines. Don’t you wear earplugs to listen to things? Why are your ears so pointed
Seeing his eyes swept over here, Liu Feipeng smiled and pushed the bento box onto his table: "This is the wild fruit from my hometown. Would you like to eat it?"
"Thank you." Peng Chen's slender, white hands with distinct knuckles slowly stretched out, and gently squeezed a thatch berry, first placed it in front of his eyes and looked at it for a while, then put it in his mouth and sighed slowly. After a long time, two words popped out with a soft smile: "It's delicious." Then he lowered his head and flipped through his sports magazine.
Qian Mai looked at it and couldn't help but slander, how could a boy be so calm and gentle and so... inexplicable. I'm obviously decent in eating, and comparing the two, how can I turn my index finger into a big move and swallow a date. I couldn't help but slowed down the speed of stuffing the berries into my mouth. This guy couldn't understand it anyway. The love letter incident that day was clearly negotiated. Why did he turn his head and look like a stranger again. I can't figure it out, leave him alone.
In this compartment, Liu Feipeng said again: "My mother brought you more than a dozen zongzi, in several flavors, and I will give it to you when I have lunch. But do you have a place to cook it?"
Qian Mai shook his head: "My family also asked someone to bring some dumplings and loquats. Or, let's find a way at noon to destroy all these dumplings, right?"
"No pot or stove, what can be done?"
"Yeah..." Qianmai tilted his head, pursing his lips for a moment. Suddenly his eyes blinked cleverly, and he smiled at Liu Feipeng and said, "The mountain man has a clever plan. You can wait to eat rice dumplings at noon."
When Liu Feipeng was about to ask further questions, the bell rang in class, and the two hurriedly stopped talking.
After the second chemistry class, everyone swarmed downstairs to do radio exercises.
As soon as the third English class was over, Qianmai ran out in a hurry. Until he stepped on the bell to enter the classroom and got closer, he triumphantly gave Liu Feipeng a victory sign.
Looking around, Liu Feipeng saw that Qianmai's left hand was holding a plastic bag with the name of the school's small supermarket inscribed, which was already very full. In his right hand, he took a small, shiny stainless steel washbasin. My heart suddenly brightened, my big palm turned towards the next desk, and then raised a thumbs up at Qianmai again, and made a silent lipstick: "You are strong!"
The tacit interaction between the two made Nan Weiwei more suspicious: "Did you come to another conspiracy while I was away?"
Hey, where is such a big misunderstanding. However, Qianmai wanted to suffocate her appetite. When the teachers and students sat down at the end of the ceremony, they quietly leaned their heads, pretending to be mysterious, and said: "A national first-class secret." Nan Weiwei stared at the whole class, and her eyes were flying, and she still wanted to ask...
Finally, until the end of the fourth get out of class, Nan Weiwei grabbed the collar of the same table and tortured her before the teacher walked out of the classroom. Qianmai is neither salty nor salty. She waved away her uninhibited hand and said to Liu Feipeng: "You go get the rice dumplings, and I will get my family's dumplings. Everyone will taste the taste instead. The small door meets after school. Move fast."
Liu Feipeng took the bag from Qianmai and flew away. Qianmai turned around and took Nan Weiwei's hand and walked out of the classroom door, while still having to softly explain to the princess.
When she returned to the bedroom and took the rice dumplings and loquats, Nan Weiwei's face was full of spring breeze, smiling like a flower. But Qianmai can't laugh a bit now. Looking from a distance, at the iron railing of the small gate behind the school, isn't Liu Feipeng standing beside the F3 guy? (To be continued, if you want to know what is going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)