My 1991

Go to class during the day and study questions during self-study class.

In order to fulfill his promise to Meng Qingchi and Zhou Jingni as soon as possible and recover his grades, Lu An worked hard.

After staying up all night for a month, I not only recited the political history and geography of the second period of the first year of high school and the first period of the second year of high school.

I also went through the math system for the first and second grade of high school.

After completing the last set of Huanggang secret papers, Lu An checked the answers and breathed a sigh of relief. He scored 91 out of 120 points, which was very good. He was very satisfied.

Ye Run quietly took a look at someone's score of 91, then looked down at a big parabola question that he couldn't solve, and finally gave up the idea of ​​asking for advice.

This month she has been thinking from time to time, why has he changed so much?

His profound knowledge of Chinese language not only shocked the Chinese teacher, but even the English teacher did not dare to ask him to answer questions for fear of making a fool of himself.

But math?

But geography?

It was clearly a strong point but now it was pitifully weak, even worse than himself. Ye Run once again suppressed the doubts in his heart and struggled with Parabola in distress.

"Luann, come out."

Just when Lu An was relaxing and sketching, Zhou Jingni came from behind the aisle, lightly tapped his left index finger on his desk, and took away the sketch.

Come again!

Lu An looked at the empty desktop, a little helpless. This month, Comrade Zhou had already confiscated 8 of his sketches on the grounds of deserting in class.

But he is not that easy to bully. I wonder if Sister Qingchi, who is so beautiful and elegant, will be so depressed that she will vomit blood?

Women care about appearance the most, and hate being better than themselves in every aspect.

After walking to the office, Zhou Jingni handed him a letter and a parcel before he could say anything.

There is no need to open the letter, but when you touch it, it feels a little hard and there must be a postcard inside.

The postal package was even easier to guess. The size, thickness, and softness looked very familiar. It was another set of Huanggang dense rolls.

My eyes quickly moved to the mailing address column, and I found that it was the same as last time. It was very unfamiliar, and I instantly lost the desire to pursue it further.

Lu An asked tentatively: "Teacher Zhou, who gave this to you?"

Zhou Jingni looked puzzled: "Who sent it to you without you knowing it?"

Lu An shook his head and dismissed the person in front of him with this sentence. It seemed that it was not from her.

Who is that?

If you treat yourself so well and care so much about yourself, why do you become an unsung hero?

Forget it if the other person is a man, I can't commit myself to him.

If a woman kept her head hidden like this, wouldn't she be afraid that she would run away with another woman at her own growth rate?

Then didn’t she make a big loss?

What is the picture?

Zhou Jingni made sure his expression didn't look like he was faking it, and said, "The postman just delivered it. There were a lot of letters, so the teacher didn't ask any questions."

Come on, it was a waste of time and it aroused the other party's suspicion.

Seeing him turning around to leave, Zhou Jingni stopped him and handed him a stack of the latest newspapers: "Give it to me after you've finished reading."

"Thank you." Lu An thanked him without being polite.

After the oil painting incident, the two got along much more easily, and Zhou Jingni no longer regarded him as an ordinary student. It is thought that he frequently reads newspapers in order to obtain more social knowledge and find creative inspiration.

Lu An was very happy with this beautiful misunderstanding, and of course he would not be stupid enough to expose it.

There is even some eagerness to have it.

In this era without mobile phones or computers, communication basically relies on shouting.

As a person of later generations, if I cannot get the news and current affairs from the outside in time, I will always feel panicked and uncomfortable, and I always feel like I will miss a lot of important things.

Eager to understand the outside world through newspapers, eager to seize the trend of the times to make a lot of money, and change the situation of poverty at home. This is the major thing Lu An is most concerned about besides studying.

The tens and hundreds of dollars spent on repairing bicycles are no longer enough to satisfy him.

Although painting has made a qualitative leap and found a new creative direction, he knows very well how deep the water in this field is. Before encountering a suitable opportunity, no matter how high your level is, you can only keep the treasure mountain in vain, and it cannot be exchanged. cash.

Zhou Jingni raised her hand to look at her watch and said, "Someone called you during dinner before. He called himself your cousin. He may call you again later."

Uncle? Is Lu Xueping generous?

With these thoughts in mind, Lu An was not in a hurry to leave. He found a seat and sat down, lowering his head to read the newspaper.

Zhou Jingni glanced at him, wrote and concentrated on preparing for the lesson, and ignored him.

The news in society is still the same as before. On the one hand, it is a campaign to fight back against pornography and violence.

On the other hand, the market is flooded with audio-visual and graphic products from overseas, and there are music and bikini girls everywhere.

This reminded him of the hundreds of video tapes collected in his uncle's closet, and also reminded him of the socialist market economy that will come next year.

Next year is 1992, which seems to be a big year. He secretly thought that maybe the chance for the old Lu family to completely turn around would be next year.

It was now November 1991, just over a month away from 1992, and he felt a sense of urgency in his heart for no reason.

I scrolled all the way down, but I didn’t see the information I wanted. However, there was a lot of news about the giant bears in the north. If my memory is correct, the giant bears will soon fall, it seems that it will be in December.

Thinking of the series of changes in the world after his fall, Lu An didn't know whether he should say it was a pity.

He was thinking that if he didn't have to study now, he would take the special train north to try it out.

The legendary potatoes are exchanged for airplanes. Damn it, it’s such a good opportunity to make money. It’s such a waste.

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling."

Just when his mind was wandering, the red landline on his desk rang.

Zhou Jingni said without raising her head: "I should be looking for you."

Lu An put down the newspaper, picked up the receiver and put it to his ear: "Hello, hello."

"It's me. I heard that you had a headache a while ago. Are you feeling better now?" Lu Xueping asked.

Lu An wanted to say it was okay, but considering that there was a tigress sitting opposite him, he changed his words temporarily:

"I'm taking medicine, and I'm feeling better now."

Afraid that this bastard would bring up the headache again, I quickly changed the subject: "What about you? You have been hospitalized for more than a month. How are you doing?"

Lu Xueping let out a burst of hey hey: "I'm still good. I don't panic when I have food in my hand. I eat well and drink well, and I have gained weight. It's just that the nurse's hands are a bit heavy and the teeth are a bit sharp. This taste makes me go back to my youth, that I was still a nymphomaniac."

The office was too quiet, and Zhou Jingni, who was taking notes, raised her head.

Lu An felt dizzy and quickly stopped: "Stop it, stop it, I'm in the teacher's office."

Lu Xueping laughed and interrupted him: "What are you afraid of? Your class teacher is just a little fat sheep. When I called her at night, I found that she was very innocent. Then I will teach you a few tricks to subdue that little fat sheep."

Feeling the murderous aura coming from across the table, Lu An was too lazy to struggle and just put it in his face:

"Our teacher Zhou is right next to you, tell her..."

"Dudududu"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up and a busy tone came from inside.

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