Tomorrow can be expected

April 4, the morning of Jane Ting's birthday.

There were still more than 20 minutes before the morning self-study, Lin Xue walked to Jiang Chen and Qian Siyuan with the gift bag.

"I'm going to give gifts, do you want to go together?"

Lin Xue asked softly.

"I will go with you."

"I... I won't go... I didn't bring any presents in the morning, so I'll deliver them myself at noon."

Jiang Chen failed to go with the two partners, and two of the trio from Class 7 went to Class 11.

Before the two gift givers reached Class 11, they saw Chen Can approaching him. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

"Are you here to give presents?"

"Ah."

"if not?"

Qian Siyuan glanced at Chen Can with contempt for IQ.

"Fortunately you came early."

"What? Your gift is too shabby and we need to support you, right?"

"Go away, Uncle Qian, don't interrupt children when adults talk."

Lin Xue couldn't help laughing, and Qian Siyuan seemed to have added another nickname.

"Then Aunt Chen, what's your opinion?"

Of course, Uncle Qian did not show any weakness.

"Beautiful girl, I don't want to quarrel with you today. Let's get back to the topic. It's not until 7 o'clock. You can go to our classroom to take a look. There are more than [-] birthday presents placed behind Jane Ting. These The guy who sent the autumn spinach tomorrow is pretty good at remembering birthdays."

"What, what, Aunt Chen is envious, isn't she? But yes, you used to have a few of them to help, it seems that your quality is not so low. Now it's just you and Jane in the same class, and you are entangled with bees all day long. Look at her, when other people look at it this way, and compare it with the two of you, you will lose your price, and your grade will immediately drop to nowhere!"

Qian Siyuan nodded while concluding, looking serious.

Hearing the words, Chen Can took two deep breaths to manage to stabilize his mind, and kept saying in his heart, "Don't care about villains, getting angry will hurt your body."

"I'm afraid that your gifts will fall into the ocean of gifts after a while."

"It's not that exaggerated."

At some point, Jane Ting appeared by the back door of the Class 11 classroom. Before everyone found her, she had already picked up Chen Can's words.

"Your presents are gifts from friends."

Jane smiled affirmatively.

"Even if a good friend sends a bottle of water, it is a special kindness, and I will taste it well."

"Exaggerated, goddess, what flowers can you drink from a bottle of water? Besides, none of us can give away a bottle of water!"

"How about I give you a bottle of water for your birthday?"

Jane Ting pretended to be serious and asked Chen Can for advice.

"No, no, I can't bear a bottle of water, Goddess. No matter how much you drink, you have to reward me with a bowl of rice."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

"Hahahahaha"

"Ms. Chen, I really admire you."

Jane Ting was also teased with eyebrows and eyes crooked.

"Okay, when it's your birthday, I'll definitely treat you to a bowl of rice,"

Finally, Jane Ting added,

"A bowl of white rice is just a bowl of white rice."

"Oh, no! Goddess, you can't treat your little fans like this."

The poor little fan was wailing in the corridor, while the two friends on the side apparently ignored her and calmly handed over her birthday present.

Jane Ting had already discovered that Jiang Chen hadn't come, and waited until now before she asked casually,

"Hmm... Has Jiang Chen come to school?"

"Why, Goddess, do you have anything to do with her? I'll give her a call and come over."

At this moment, Chen Can is infinitely stupid, and Jian Ting doesn't know how to answer her.

Lin Xue, who was standing by the side, understood what Jane Ting really wanted to ask, but she didn't point it out.

"Daddy, she came here at noon, and she didn't bring any presents in the morning."

"Oh, is it?"

"Well, we asked her when we came here just now."

Jane Ting smiled gratefully at Lin Xue, and it was obviously easier to communicate with Lin Xue.

"Mysterious, what is Jiang doing? Studying China for 5000 years? I asked her several times before what gift she wanted to give you, but she didn't say anything. Jane, when you receive the gift, you must tell me I Jiang gave you something."

Jane smiled helplessly, but did not clearly agree.

"You don't know what gift I gave Jane Ting."

Qian Siyuan raised his hand and interjected.

"Didn't you say, a movie ticket."

"I changed it."

Qian Siyuan was quite proud.

"Then I don't want to know now. Besides, I don't care to know what gift you gave me. What can you boys give, you guys who don't understand the sentiment. Just now Wu Lei came over and gave Jane a piggy bank Listen. Oh my god, how old are we all, and someone gives a piggy bank as a birthday present, I'm dying of laughter. If I tell his 'brilliant deeds', I guess a vote of girls in school Everyone must be dumbfounded."

"Pfft hahaha, the piggy bank, my buddy Rapeseed Flower is indeed a talent. The piggy bank is not as good as my three movie tickets."

"What the hell? Did I hear correctly?"

Chen Can looked at Lin Xue with questioning eyes, and Lin Xue nodded helplessly in affirmation.

"What you call changing the gift is changing one movie ticket into three movie tickets?"

Qian Siyuan was kept silent by Chen Can's question, so everyone affirmed Chen Can's statement even more.

"Are you sick, Qian Siyuan! Does it make a difference!"

"Yes, I have,"

Qian Siyuan tried his best to save face,

"One can only be seen by Jane and one person, and three, the whole family can go to see it together."

"I go."

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Ha ha ha ha"

A truly hilarious gift.

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Jiang Chen, who claimed to be delivering gifts at noon, did not go to deliver gifts in person.

Near noon, a stranger knocked on the door in Class 11, Senior One.

The students who were studying in the classroom looked up at the person who knocked on the door.

A woman in her 20s, wearing bright green work clothes with white letters on the chest, the words "beautiful flowers" are vivid.

"Excuse me, is this Class 11, Senior One?"

Although he had already seen the class sign hanging above the classroom door, the delivery staff of "Beautiful Flowers" reconfirmed responsibly.

"Yes, this is Class 11."

Some students answered out loud.

"May I ask if there is a student named 'Jane Ting' in your class?"

"Jane listen!"

"Jane listen!"

……

Several enthusiastic students turned their heads to remind the parties who were practicing English listening with earphones on. Only then did Jane Ting realize that someone was looking for her at the door of the classroom.

"Hi, I'm Jane Ting, what can I do?"

Jane got up and walked towards the flower delivery man and asked suspiciously.

The deliveryman saw someone coming and realized that the girl was Jane Ting.

She turned around and carefully picked up the bouquet of flowers delivered to Jane Ting from the wall near the door.

“wow”

"Wow, flowers."

"beautiful flowers."

Before the courier explained, a group of students were spontaneously feeling the beauty of the flowers.

"Here are flowers for you, please sign for them."

The delivery man respectfully handed 22 white roses to the girl in front of him, while taking out the delivery receipt and ballpoint pen from his coat pocket.

In addition to white roses, there are also many decorative flowers and plants in the bouquet.

Jane heard that it was a bit difficult to hold the flowers, so she put the bouquets on the desks in the first row. She took the pen and paper handed over by the delivery master and signed her name on the receipt.

"Do you know who sent this bouquet of flowers?"

There was no gift card among the bouquets, nor was it stated on the receipt.

"Sorry, this seems to be an anonymous customer, and the customer's name was not left."

"So that's the case, okay, thank you, and trouble master."

"Oh, by the way, there is also a gift from him here, please let me bring it to you."

There is a suitcase, which is quite heavy to carry, and Jane guesses that it should be a set of books.

"alright, thank you very much."

After thinking about it, Jane Ting tried to ask a question that was not considered a privacy disclosure.

"Can you tell me if it's a boy or a girl?"

"It's a girl."

"Okay, I see. Thank you very much."

After listening to this, Jane felt that she knew what was going on.She vaguely remembered that someone's gift was delivered at noon.

Amidst the discussions of the students, Jane returned to her seat.

She took out her mobile phone and sent an inquiry message to Jiang Chen:

Did you send it?

"Ding Ding", the reply was very timely:

did you receive it?

Flowers, and books?Is it right?

Have you unpacked it yet?

Yes.

Then you can guess that it is a book, which is amazing.

Thank you for the compliment

Did you forget to say something to me?

No

Well, it seems that the shy Jiang Chen can't wait to say "Happy Birthday" himself, and Jane feels a little regretful.

……

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When the evening self-study was about to end, Jane Ting received a text message from Jiang Chen:

Wait for me after school.

Jane heard a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Maybe it will be a while to hear the birthday wishes in person.

After school, Chen Can recommended himself to help Jane Ting carry the presents. Seeing that Jane Ting seemed to have no intention of leaving the classroom, she sat in the front row of Jane Ting.

"What's the matter, Jane, who are you waiting for?"

"Well...my dad drives...it might take a while."

"Really? You really have to wait, otherwise how would you carry this pile of presents home by yourself."

Seeing that there was still time, Chen Can complained to Jane Ting about the "evil deeds" of the political teacher in class. Just as the climax was about, another protagonist arrived.

Jiang Chen's face was rosy, and his face was covered with sweat in early spring.

"It's not long, is it?"

Jiang Chen leaned against the door and panted heavily.

"You ran here?"

Jane Ting hurried over to hand over the tissue.

"Don't be so anxious. Didn't I say I'll wait for you?"

Jane Ting spoke in a low voice that only Jiang Chen could hear.

"Hey, Jiang, why are you here?"

Chen Can jumped off the table in great doubt,

"Are you also here to help Jane listen to deliver gifts?"

"Uh... yes..."

Jiang Chen and Jian Ting looked at each other, and they probably understood something.

"Come on, we can go."

Jane heard that Jiang Chen tidied himself up.

Hearing that he could go, Chen Can hurriedly went to the back of the classroom to pick up the presents.

"this is for you."

Jiang Chen noticed that Chen Can was not concerned about the movement here, so he handed the things in his hand to Jane for listening.

"Another gift?"

"Yes. This is a gift for you personally."

"What is it?"

This is the first time Jane has heard a question about gifts today.

"It's something I made myself. There's one more thing I made myself."

"Um……"

Jane couldn't wait to hear that at this moment, her curiosity was easily hooked by Jiang Chen's few words.

She had already started to think about the types of DIY gifts and the possibility of suspected gifts, and Jane heard Jiang Chen say something to her,

"Happy birthday!"

"I finally said it."

Jane Ting also expressed the emotion in her heart.

"I thought you weren't going to say that to me today."

Like ridicule, like complaining, like lingering, like arrogant, like gentle.

"No, how could I forget to say this to you? After all, today is your birthday! You are the biggest today!"

Jiang Chen looked at Jane Ting unwaveringly, the girl in his eyes was always smiling like a flower.

The eyes are always so shining and so clear, making people's hearts full of flowers.

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After finally getting home, Jane's mother also came downstairs to help the father and daughter carry the birthday presents.

After all the presents were put into her bedroom, Jane Ting hurriedly unwrapped the handbag she had been holding in her hand.

……

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The small wooden house with a transparent box was finally placed on the display shelf in the study by Jane Ting.

The notebook containing the blessings of hundreds of people was finally placed on Jane Ting's desk.

Maybe you can turn a page every day, Jane Ting thinks so.