After the swearing ceremony, everyone became more busy.
After two weekends of assault intensive tutoring, the inter-school knockout tournament officially ended the day before yesterday. Qianmai, Xiao Adai and F3 successfully advanced, and successfully met with ten seniors in the third grade. Started a new round of more difficult concentrated training for the junior high school group.
On Sunday afternoon, the warm spring sun shone into the second grade (10) of junior high school, hitting Qianmai, so comfortable that she yawned greatly. He couldn't help but raised his arm, took a deep breath, rubbed his slightly sore eyes, and habitually turned his head and looked out the window.
I didn't know it, but I was startled when I saw it: "Ah! Willow trees are blooming? It just sprouts a few days ago.
"Making a fuss." Liu Feipeng behind, writing the speech, said without looking up: "Do you know what day is it today? I have been reading a book all day recently, and I thought you were going to have a fossil."
sweat! I really don't know. Campus life seems to be as simple as remembering the day of the week. Qianmai looked at the time displayed on his watch: "No, it's all in April. How do I feel that school just started a few days ago." The years have passed, and the ancestors are right.
"How are you preparing? I didn't see it. You still have two brushes. If you want to compare with them, you can compare with them. When the results came out the day before yesterday, you fell through many people's glasses. We all thought you were here. The intramural competition will be eliminated."
"Hmph, I can afford to put it down, and I can pull out to fight at any time!" Qianmai turned to stare at others. "So you saw the wind make the rudder, temporarily changed your mind and suppressed their bets?" Fool, you really thought I was full and I had nothing to do, so I was angry with them.
"How can it be. Our revolutionary friendship is deeper than mountains and seas, and of course we firmly support our old classmates."
"Hehe, if I lose then, don't blame me if you are being punished." Qian Mai smiled. F3 is F3 after all. Since people can occupy the top of the list for so many years, they are naturally not vegetarian. Usually the troubles come back into trouble, once the real thing happens, the speed and progress are amazing. After several knockout rounds, if he hadn't had many years of experience, he would really lose.
"Is the new information difficult?" Liu Feipeng asked: "It's been a long time since you didn't move."
"It's a bit, it's all large sections. Especially those with bitter blood and tears. The memorization is very tangled and depressed." Latent wheat pointed to his head innocently: "It's full here, and one more word can't be stuffed. Go in."
"Each each other." Liu Feipeng instantly became a bitter face: "I can't write this speech anymore. It's been a long time, and I haven't finished an egg... Let's go down to play, relax, and come back and work hard."
"Okay." Nan Weiwei is going to participate in the performance organized by the county party committee's propaganda department. Now she is caught by the music teacher to rehearse every day. (10) The classmates are now avoiding hidden wheat like snakes and scorpions, and they are boring by themselves. It is said that all kinds of competitions to welcome the return have emerged one after another recently, and almost everyone in class (10) has been assigned a task to win prizes. Liu Feipeng was also assigned to an intercollegiate speech contest, and he was not going home on weekends. He was scratching his head and writing a speech.
"What theme did you choose?" Qian Mai asked the two as they descended the stairs.
"The simplest one is called "I want to go to Hong Kong"." Liu Feipeng replied.
"Good idea. It's'I think', then you can leave it alone."
"Peng Chen helped me think about it. He has been to Hong Kong and said that the landscape and buildings there are beautiful, so teach me to list some and add some thoughts. But I have been thinking about those things for a long time before I got up. Size."
"Then what do you want to do most?" Class, can you be similar to the hobbies of the rich kids.
"Well... I thought, it would be great if you could have a cup of coffee with Andy Lau." Liu Feipeng looked yearning.
"Hehe, then write that you want to go to Hong Kong to drink coffee and watch movies. Don't you like to watch Hong Kong movies? Andy Lau, Tony Leung, Leslie Cheung, Maggie Cheung... These are more specific."
"It's also a good idea, I'll think about it later..."
The two walked and talked. On Sunday afternoon, the school playground was empty, with only a few boys playing basketball. The two easily found an open space on the tennis court. As soon as he set up his position and took a few moves back and forth, he saw Peng Chen riding a bicycle towards this side. He shouted from afar: "Qianmai, someone is looking for it outside."
"Uh?"
The bicycle stopped in front of Qianmai and made a round. Peng Chen pointed his finger at the iron fence facing the street in the distance, and said, "There. There is a middle-aged man who was stopped by the security guard at the security office just now. He said he is looking for you."
Qianmai followed his instructions with suspicious eyes and looked straight at him. Ding Qing took a look, wasn't it his father Yang Yong who was standing under the sycamore tree on the street in the distance. Throwing a tennis racket into his arms hurriedly: "You can play. That's my dad, thank you."
He waved his hand at Liu Feipeng, rushed into the aisle, and ran to the school gate happily.
At this time, Yang Yong was already a thirty-six middle-aged man. The perennial wind and sun made his skin appear darker and rougher, and his resolute face also had a few more wrinkles left by time. Looking at the eldest daughter who was getting closer, a gratified smile appeared on her face.
"Dad, why are you free today?"
Yang Yong stared at his panting daughter with a smile, and asked instead, "Didn't you say that you are busy studying? So you were busy playing tennis."
sweat! Seeing my luck, I finally got the ball and was caught "everybody got the money." Now even if I have ten mouths, I can't explain it clearly. I had to pull Yang Yong's clothes corner shamelessly and said, "Dad, I promise, I really study hard and earnestly, and my mind is so dumb, so I just come down and exercise."
"That's fine." Looking at his daughter's slightly thin face, Yang Yong didn't pursue it: "Learning depends on self-consciousness. Pay attention to your body and arrange your study and rest time."
"Yes." Successfully changed the subject, so the old saying was repeated: "Is there anything going on in the county today? Did it come from Aunt Dazhekou?"
"No, their house has been built. This time it's here to stock up, so I'll take a look at you."
"Oh." In the past few years, Qianjia's grandfather has grown old, and Yang Yong has taken over the supply of goods in the grocery store. Qian Mai nodded, and asked, "How is the situation of Gastrodia transported to Cangnan this time?"
"Fortunately. By the way, we signed two more contracts. This year our family can be more courageous." Seeing his daughter's thin and tender face, Yang Yong couldn't help but feel a little distressed and exhorted: "You don't have to worry about the money, we adults will prepare it. You just need to study hard. Take care of your health outside, and buy some good food to eat."
After all, Yang Yong took out a plastic bag from his handbag and handed it to his daughter: "This is the green fruit made by your mother and brought it for you. There are grains and flour fillings, bean paste fillings, and vegetable fillings. . The seasoning is very small, it's all you like."
"I'll be delicious." Qianmai's heart softly. When I took it and opened it, the small dim sum was well-proportioned and exquisite, faintly scented, and looked like pieces of exquisite jade. I just grabbed one and put it in my mouth: "Well, it's delicious, fragrant and smooth. But there are so many, I can't eat so much."
Yang Yong said slightly, "Let's eat slowly. I also share some points with the male classmate just now, but it's polite, passing by the security office, and hearing me and the security say, volunteered to help me find you."
"Oh." Latent wheat belly slander, dad, you don't know, that guy still shamed your daughter in school. The loving snacks my parents sent all the way, I don’t even think about him even if my stomach hurts. But he didn't dare to refute his father's intention: "I'll try it. People in their city may not like it."
Yang Yong nodded and looked at his watch: "It's not early, Dad is going back."
Qianmai stood at the gate of the school and watched his father leave, slowly reminiscing about the plain and repeated words in his heart, and he was full of moving. Unexpectedly, Yang Yong just took a few steps, hesitated, and then turned back: "Mai, you have to study hard, concentrate on studying, and study wholeheartedly at No. 1 Middle School. You know?"
"I know." I have been doing this all the time. Last time you advised me to work less and rest more.
Yang Yonglue paused for a while, and finally started talking: "I'm tired of studying, so I can take a nap in the dormitory. You can also take a walk with the female classmates to see the scenery. But...it's not allowed to play alone with boys like today."
ORZ, hidden wheat is full of black lines, dad, what kind of heart are you fucking. What kind of luck was it for me today, and I couldn't clear it by jumping into the Yellow River.