young sir

I saw the child surnamed Fang at the door again.The child had been standing at the school gate for a long time. When Xiaoyun walked out of the school just now, he didn't even look at him.

After the family got into the car, the child looked in the direction where she parked.

The last time their eyes met was in the grade office. The child was standing at the door and heard Xiao Yun talking. She watched the light in his eyes slowly go out with her own eyes.

In the past few months, although he is not at home often, Xiaoyun is very obedient and obedient, and his academic performance is also steadily improving.She also asked her daughter who knew a friend to help make eyeliner in class, saying that the two of them had indeed completely cut off contact.

Young people are like this, feelings come and go quickly, as long as there are correct guidance from parents and teachers, everything will be fine.

Since his leg was injured, Bi Bingfeng's temper and character have become much better than before, and he never made any outrageous actions.

This family almost fell apart, but now it seems to be slowly getting back on track, and everything seems to be under his control.

Except for the child named Fang.

The way he looked into his eyes just now, he was clearly declaring war on himself.

Back at the long-lost home, Bi Ziyun had the first reunion dinner with his parents in the past few months, and Bi Ziyun went to bed early.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, he woke up suddenly from his dream, staring at the messy sheets in a daze, and suddenly wanted to continue the dream just now.

"Have you ever heard a fairy tale?" He asked Fang Nan in the dream.

"What fairy tale?"

"In front of the prince, there are seven forks in the road. At each fork, there are seven difficulties. Each difficulty will lead the road to seven paths. At the end of each path, there will be seven castles, and there will be seven princesses in each castle."

"In the end, the prince met the third princess in the third castle on the third fork, the third difficulty, the third path. Then, from now on, why should they not be happy?"

"Are you a princess?" Fang Nan smiled in his dream, with an indescribable tenderness in his tone.

"No, I'm a prince." Bi Ziyun said.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will start the third year of high school ~ I am already in the third year of high school, will marriage be far behind? (desire to survive)

感谢在2021-01-0620:38:24~2021-01-0720:58:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: I quit the novel today without a bottle; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

64. Senior three

Every morning at 06:30, Bi Ziyun would ride his bicycle on time, pass through the fog and morning stars, and walk onto the familiar path at the gate of the community.

Lock the bicycle in the school's bicycle shed, take out the little red book that you can never finish memorizing from your pocket, and walk towards the Duxue building while carrying it.After the morning self-study, I cheered up, took out the English test paper from the desk, but secretly wrote the three-dimensional design of mathematics.

The Chinese teacher looked for class representatives everywhere, the history teacher pretended to be coercive as always, and the Queen Mother only knew that she was in a hurry.After correcting the English test papers, I have to sum up the wrong questions and hand them in. Before the evening self-study, one group followed by another went to the office to dictate words.

It was nine o'clock, and Lin Mingming and the others went to the North Gate to line up to buy some delicious food, and cycled to make up lessons with hot egg waffles.I came out of the cram school at 01 o'clock in the evening, and went home with friends from Neighborhood Education. On the way, I discussed how bad mathematics is, how painful it is, and then I went back to the bedroom and turned on the desk lamp. I learned 30 while chatting on QQ in the group :[-], continue to summarize and review the next day.

He doesn't want his mother to pick him up every day, and Su Lijuan doesn't insist anymore, but still maintains the habit of getting up at five o'clock every morning, going into the kitchen with her coat on, and making breakfast and lunch for her son before going out.

After Bi Bingfeng recovered his legs, he devoted himself to the engineering project energetically.The only difference from before is that she calls Su Lijuan every night to report her day's work and whereabouts.

The third year of high school, which I thought would be vigorous, just went on day after day in a boring and boring way.

After learning all the liberal arts knowledge points and formally entering the general review stage, Fang Xueshen's advantages in learning strategies in the past two years finally emerged.

The old fritters in Class [-] used to agree very unanimously that Brother Nan was just a mindless question-studying machine.Even though he has understood all the knowledge, he has tirelessly finished teaching supplementary books one after another. The wall of books built on the desk is higher than anyone else.

Unexpectedly, in the third year of high school where everyone was in dire straits, Fang Nan seemed to be more relaxed than his classmates.Every morning, I step on the class bell to enter the classroom, and I have to sleep for an hour at noon to go back to the cage. After school in the afternoon, I have to partner with the newcomers of the basketball team and go to the basketball court downstairs to play.

Bi Ziyun occasionally passed the stadium a few times and found that Fang Nan was no longer the main force and power forward of the team.Due to physical reasons, he did not participate in any training or competition of the basketball team. Every time he just took the ball handed by the players during the intermission, and went to the court to compete with his juniors.

Even so, it still attracted the attention of many freshmen in high school.

Not long after school started, Rabbit's little cousin, Pineapple, ran to the door of Class [-], excitedly looking for Rabbit to inquire about.

"Yes, very handsome, very handsome." Pineapple gestured towards his cousin.

Rabbit said that she didn't know who it was, she was a mature woman with discerning eyes, and thought that half of the boys in the class were handsome.

"I play basketball well, and I shoot every shot accurately."

Rabbit said that he still didn't know who it was. Except for Lin Mingming's uncoordinated hands and feet, Brother Huai Shuyun and the others were all good at basketball.

"Oh!" Seeing that his cousin didn't know anything, Pineapple stamped anxiously, "I heard that he's amazing at math——"

Oh.

The iceberg face of his former deskmate instantly appeared in Rabbit's mind.

She couldn't bear Pineapple's begging, turned her head and shouted towards the classroom: "Fang Nan, come out for a while, there is a cute girl looking for you!"

Fang Nan came out of the classroom and looked at the two sisters, one tall and one short standing at the door of the class.

Pineapple didn't expect to see the shooting god on the court with his own eyes, and his face turned red all of a sudden.She opened her mouth wide, stupidly not knowing what to say.

Fang Nan felt that he should have nothing to do, so he turned his head and prepared to go back to the classroom.

"Hey, don't you have something to give to the senior?" Rabbit teased his little cousin.

It was only after being reminded by her cousin that Pineapple remembered that she still shouldered the heavy responsibility entrusted to her by her best friend.Seeing that the male god was about to return to the classroom, she took out a glass bottle full of paper cranes from her schoolbag, and handed it to Fang Nan with both hands.

"This is, my good friend asked me to drop you off, she is in the same class as me, she—"

Before the pineapple finished speaking, Bi Ziyun walked up the stairs with Lin Mingming, holding the real fruit straw in his mouth.

As soon as he reached the stairs, Bi Ziyun immediately saw the junior high school girl wearing a brand new school uniform, and Fang Nan holding a colorful thousand paper crane bottle in his hand.

Fang Nan thought that Bi Ziyun would be the same as usual, completely ignoring his own existence, and led Lin Mingming directly into the classroom, giggling.Unexpectedly, when he reached the door of the classroom, Bi Ziyun suddenly stopped in front of the junior high school girl.

He didn't look at Fang Nan, but just stared at the bottle in his hand with great interest, and looked back at the pineapple.

"Did you make this thousand paper cranes?" Bi Ziyun asked her, "It's pretty pretty."

When Pineapple saw another tall and handsome high school senior coming to the door, his face turned redder than before.

Before Pineapple could answer, Fang Nan said, "Thank you, and your friend."

"I'll return this to you first, and tell your friend that she won't spend the money next time."

He handed back the thousand paper crane bottle in his hand to Pineapple, turned around and entered the classroom.

Seeing Fang Nan enter the classroom, Bi Ziyun greeted the rabbit at the door, and followed him back to the classroom.

After both of them left, Rabbit pretended to teach Pineapple a lesson: "We are already in the third year of high school, and we are nervous about studying. Tell your friend later, don't come to disturb others casually."

"understood……"

After all, Pineapple is just a little girl who has just entered the first year of high school. Hearing what her cousin said, she felt a little embarrassed.

Rabbit was just about to go back to the classroom when he suddenly heard Pineapple shouting from behind: "Sister!"

"Huh?" Rabbit turned around.

"The senior who talked to me just now is the one who drank the real fruit." Pineapple pulled the corner of the school uniform and asked in a low voice, "Do you have his QQ?"

rabbit:"……"

It seems that Pineapple completely ignored what he just said.

Sitting on the seat, thinking about the thousand paper crane bottle in Fang Nan's hand just now, Bi Ziyun suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Picking up the pen and pressing the cap twice, he realized that there was no ink in it, so he took out another pen from the pen case.He unscrewed the cap of the pen with his hand, but he didn't expect that because he was absent-minded for a while, with a sudden force, the cap of the pen flew out of the air.

"Depend on."

Bi Ziyun muttered in a low voice, and was about to bend down to pick it up on the ground, but unexpectedly a hand was stretched out from the seat on the right, and put the pen cap back on her desk.

Fang Nan: "You dropped something."

Bi Ziyun didn't even look at him, just picked up the pen cap and threw it back into the pencil case, bowed her head and started to write the paper.

Seeing Bi Ziyun desperately drawing talismans on the draft paper, Fang Nan raised his eyebrows indiscriminately, and looked away.

Next to him sits a bottle of 1.8-meter-high giant seasoning.

Still vinegary.

The first period in the afternoon was political class, Bi Ziyun left the classroom 5 minutes early as usual, and went to the office to copy the courseware that Pi Ge needed for class.After entering the office, he saw that Pi Ge was not there