Zhang Fan, Jiang Lanqing and Bai Xue’s winter vacation this year is short. In the blink of an eye after the beginning of spring, they ushered in a new semester.

Students from Class 27, Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School were sitting in the classroom. From time to time, people looked up at the two empty seats behind Lu Lan, guessing whether Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing would be late?

Then he shook his head gently, his heart full of helplessness.

"It's nothing to be late. Teacher Ju likes them so much, so he will definitely not be able to bear to punish him."

When the bell for the first evening self-study period officially rang and Ju Minghong walked into the classroom, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"After all, I'm late."

If Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing had only good grades, they would probably not have been so jealous. It was just that the teachers' bias made this emotion take root in the hearts of a large number of people.

Ju Minghong stood on the podium, her eyes slowly swept across the faces of the students below, and finally stayed on the two seats in the classroom. At this moment, her heart suddenly became empty.

She didn't know if she could adapt quickly, and she didn't have these two pistachios.

He habitually knocked on the podium with his fingers regularly. Ju Minghong said to Zhou Fang who was looking at him: "Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing went to the third grade to borrow their studies, and you will take over Zhang Fan's position as a class monitor."

Before her speech could be completely finished, a buzzing discussion suddenly sounded in the classroom.

Before the students had time to ask questions, Ju Minghong slapped the lectern with a book and said loudly and sternly: "Quiet, everyone reviews their own homework and don't discuss anything else. You will also take the college entrance examination next year. Now you don't have the heart to care about other things."

Although she was greeting her like this, Lu Lan’s deskmate Li Meiling still leaned her upper body and half covered her mouth and asked Lu Lan in a low voice: “Lu Lan, do you know why they are going to borrow a senior year to study?”

"Zhang Fan and Qingqing are preparing to take this year's college entrance examination, so the school will let them transfer to the best class in the third year of high school." Lu Lan replied without raising her head. She was solving a math problem.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Lu Lan was surrounded by students, and they were concerned about the same problem.

So she had to repeat the words just now and use an emphasis tone to express the three words "best".

The student who got the desired answer and satisfied his curiosity returned to his seat.

Some people also want to find the head teacher later and change their seats to Zhang Fan or Jiang Lanqing's original seats.

Lu Lan looked at the drizzle outside the window reflected by the classroom lights, and felt a little depressed. She recalled the issues she discussed with Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing at the end of last semester.

At that time, both her and them thought they had one semester to spend, but the result was much worse than she thought.

Lu Lan stood up from her seat and reached out to push the glass window open a gap.

Perhaps because it rained for several days, the early spring this year was colder than last year's winter, which made her feel lonely.

From now on, she is alone in the class again.

"Zhang Fan, Qingqing, do you feel lonely too?"

Although he couldn't get an answer, Lu Lan still asked in a low voice.

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Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing did not feel lonely. At this time, they were in the classroom of Class 1 of Senior High School, looking at the wedding candy and red envelopes on their desks in confusion.

"Is this our thank you gift to you as the old man?" Zhang Fan's gaze swept across Zhu Yuhang and Ye Yu's faces. He didn't remember having matched them up!

As the saying goes, there is no merit or reward, and he will not be at ease to receive this red envelope!

When Zhu Yuhang heard Zhang Fan's words, he suddenly patted his forehead with his hand, turned his head to Ye Yu and said, "Wife, tell them the reason so that others will not understand."

"You said, I'm going to do the test."

After Ye Yu said that, she returned to her seat without looking back.

Zhu Yuhang showed a helpless look on his face and muttered in a low voice. "It turns out that there is no human rights after marriage. It is obvious that I held me in my hand in the first few days and I was afraid of losing it, and I was afraid of melting it in my mouth."

When Zhang Fan heard what he said, a sour air burst out in his heart for no reason.

"Damn, why do I feel like I'm being shown love?"

So he took Jiang Lanqing's hand and said, "Tell me, my wife and I will listen."

Jiang Lanqing stopped writing, a blush appeared on his face, and he shyly retracted his hand that was held by Zhang Fan, lowered his head and said softly: "Honey, stop messing around, it's in the classroom."

Zhu Yuhang watched them sing and reconcile, and suddenly he didn't want to talk. He picked up his red envelope with a blank expression and sat back on his seat.

After Ye Yu pinched the flesh on his waist, he turned his head and said to Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing reluctantly, "I forgot it just now, let's talk about it next time."

After saying that, he raised the red envelope in his hand and kissed it, and shouted to the rest of the classroom: "I don't want to give this big red envelope to Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing. I'll treat you to food later."

"Okay, the second senior brother is generous." A boy wearing glasses immediately echoed.

"Su Youming, your Red Bull has become Wahaha."

"Brother Zhu, don't do this, I was wrong." Su Youming immediately cried.

Because of Zhu Yuhang, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing did not feel lonely in this new class.

And the senior sisters who were saying they wanted to treat them knew that they were so generous after class one, they found them up. With a wave of their hand, they prepared to give two people a pack of stinky dried-outs.

"Brother Zhang Fan, I originally wanted to ask you to have a good meal, but I was afraid that your wife would ask you to kneel on the washboard after she got home at night, so I had to spend it. Even if these two packs of stinky people were celebrating that you would win glory for Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School."

"If it's a senior, I'll be generous. You can invite us to the cafeteria to have a small hot pot." Jiang Lanqing took Zhang Fan's arm and said with a smile.

Li Lan is also a person with a delicate mind. When he heard Jiang Lanqing's words, the smile on his face froze. He smiled awkwardly and said to himself: "I'm stingy!"

"Li Lan, tell you to be stingy, be slapped in the face!" One of her companions patted Li Lan on the shoulder, covered her stomach and laughed.

The girl named Li Lan glared at her companion and said to Jiang Lanqing: "Okay, I'll spend money to invite you two to have a good meal today."

"No need, I just kidding. Actually, I really like the senior sister's stinky stinky."

After saying that, Jiang Lanqing took the stinky dried sausage from Li Lan, tore it apart and fed it to Zhang Fan, ate one by himself, and then gave Li Lan a thumbs up.

"Thank you, senior sister, it tastes good."

"No need to thank you, next time..." Li Lan said expressionlessly.

But before she finished speaking, she was pulled away by her companions. The girl who was covering her and laughing alone just now looked back at Jiang Lanqing, and teased her friend Li Lan: "Tell you to be self-righteous all day long, but you're defeated now!"

Seeing Li Lan's face unwillingness, she sighed and said in a low voice: "I just wanted to say harsh words, but if I get slapped in the face again, you will be devastated."

Seeing that Li Lan still had a gloomy face, he advised: "Besides, you are wrong. Last time, the boy was too generous to be too lazy to be serious with you. His girlfriend doesn't have the intention of not fighting with women. I mocked you. Whoever treats others as a panda for nothing can block them at the door of his classroom."

This scene was seen by other students in the corridor, and Zhu Yuhang gave Jiang Lanqing a thumbs up. "Awesome, this is the first time I have seen Li Lan get defeated. She is usually bullying others, and everyone is too lazy to care about her. Who made her the number one in our grade?"

Jiang Lanqing raised his chin and chewed the smelly dried man in his mouth, saying, "Of course, I can only bully my pig, and no one else can watch it."

Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's bulging cheeks, like a hamster eating peanuts.

Then he reached out and pinched her mouth, and asked in a cold tone: "My little hamster, who do you think is a pig?"

"Then who do you think it is?" Jiang Lanqing asked back with narrow eyes.

Zhang Fan was silent. There was only one answer to this question. In order not to cuckold himself, he had to pinch his nose and admit it.

"It's me."

"If it was a youth campus novel, how would this matter end?"

Zhang Fan was chewing the last piece of stinky dried meat in his mouth, thinking about this issue in his mind.

But he was worried that things did not happen. Li Lan did not take the initiative to expand the conflict and eventually ruin himself like the arrogant girls in campus novels.

Even if Zhang Fan, Jiang Lanqing and Li Lan occasionally meet at school, both sides only regard each other as transparent people.

Perhaps the pressure of studying in the third year of high school is too great, and no one is thinking about other messy things. He is only thinking about studying, and looks forward to getting an ideal score in the college entrance examination in June.

In March, whether it was Jiang Lanqing or Bai Xue, they began to occasionally look out the window and get distracted during class time.

"In a few days it will be Zhang Fan and Sister Zhenzhen's birthday. What gifts should I give them?"

In the next few days, both women asked Zhang Fan or Jiang Lanqing what gifts they wanted.

"Sister Zhenzhen, what gift do you think Zhang Fan likes?"

"Dear, I said what should I give to Sister Zhenzhen?"

There was no answer to this question in the end, because Zhang Fan and Zhang Zhenzhen were also struggling with what gifts to each other.

Unlike last year, because this year everyone only has free time on Sunday, so what we met Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing celebrated their birthdays on March 6th. Their birthdays were originally the same day according to the lunar calendar.

On the afternoon of March 5, Bai Xue rarely lies to her mother Anyalan.

"Mom, I won't come back this weekend, the school needs to make up for the lessons."

In the last semester of high school, Bai Xue became a resident student.

Anyan had no doubt about her daughter's words. She is no longer a sophomore, but a sophomore.

The school has to attend four evening self-study sessions every night. She is afraid that it will not be safe for her to go home alone at night, and it is troublesome to get on the bus, so she has to let her live on the school one by one.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Xue immediately gave Zhang Fan a big hug and shouted to Zhang Zhenzhen: "Sister Zhenzhen, we're leaving."

Yang Tao stood at the school gate, watching the blue Porsche that gradually became smaller and disappeared from his vision.

He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above his head. A breeze came, and he sniffed his nose, which was the smell of flowers.

Spring is here, but he is as if he is in the cold winter at this time.

"Tomorrow is Jingzhe. Will it rain as usual this year?"
Chapter completed!