Zhang Lu, who had been silent, suddenly looked up, as if she had to muster up her courage, but she used it in an instant, but she still stumbled and said: "Teacher, can I not be the deputy squad leader?"

Cheng Mengfei asked: "Why?"

Zhang Lu lowered her head and didn't say anything, Cheng Mengfei didn't say anything. After waiting for a while, Zhang Lu whispered: "My grades are not good."

Fang Changan didn't notice her score in the last class, but the top few should not be hers.

Cheng Mengfei smiled and said, "Only those who have good grades can do it. That is the study committee member. The deputy squad leader doesn't need it. Besides, you have taken a key and have already taken charge of some of the things in the class. This deputy squad leader can do it and write his resume in the future. Besides, the poor grades now do not mean that it is not good in the future. If you feel that your grades are not good, work hard instead of turning the squad leader off. This is the correct way to do it, do you know?"

Zhang Lu stopped talking again.

Cheng Mengfei smiled and said, "Besides, there is a regular squad leader. If you have him watching, you can just assist. If there is really something wrong, please find a teacher at any time, is it okay?"

Zhang Lu was silent for a while and saw that the teacher didn't say anything. After a while, she raised her head and nodded nervously.

Cheng Mengfei smiled and said, "That's right. You two will go back first. I'll say a few words to Fang Chang'an."

Shen Mo glanced at Fang Chang'an curiously, not knowing what his aunt was going to say to her, so he walked out of the office with Zhang Lu. Cheng Mengfei then asked with a smile: "I read the composition you wrote. Do you usually love reading?"

Fang Changan showed a somewhat embarrassed expression and nodded.

"What books do you like to read?"

Fang Chang'an was silent for a moment, "Look at whatever books you have."

Cheng Mengfei was also silent for a moment, then Zhan Yan smiled and said, "The bookstore wants to do business, not a library..."

Speaking of this, I sighed slightly. There is no library in the town, but the school has a small one, but it is just a decoration. It is locked on the fourth floor. When will the leader come to check when it will be opened? Many students don’t know that the school still has a library.

She calmed down and smiled and said, "What kind of books do you want to read in the future? Tell the teacher that I have a lot of books at home."

After saying that, he paused, probably felt that it was difficult for him to find any book with purpose, so he said, "Let's come back to my house."

Fang Changan hesitated for a moment before showing gratitude and whispered: "Thank you, Teacher Cheng, I will definitely go."

"That's good."

Seeing that he did not refuse, Cheng Mengfei laughed, "It's noon tomorrow, and you will come with Shen Mo when the time comes."

"Well……"

Fang Chang'an showed a little surprise and doubt just right, looking like he didn't know why he called Shen Mo. Then he wanted to refuse. Cheng Mengfei had already taken out a stack of test papers and seemed to continue to correct them. He said, "Okay, you go back too."

Fang Chang'an had no choice but to say, "Okay, then I'll go back."

"Um."

Fang Chang'an walked out of the office. Before class was started, there were many students in the corridor looking under the railings, chatting and joking. When he walked past a classroom, the window in the middle was suddenly opened. Fang Dianqiu showed his head from inside and waved to him, "Fang Chang'an!"

"Hey, are you sitting here?"

In other people's class, Fang Chang'an didn't ask her to call her uncle, but walked closer to her. Fang Dianqiu asked, "What are you doing?"

"The head teacher called, what's wrong?"

"Have your class's test papers been handed out?"

"I just posted math in the last class."

Fang Dianqiu blinked curiously: "How many points did you get?"

"Uh, how much do you take?"

Fang Dianqiu curled his lips and pointed to the test paper placed on his desk, "Chinese, 72 points, what about you?"

"We haven't sent Chinese yet."

"What about math?"

"Better than your Chinese."

Fang Changan didn't want to hit her, but his little niece was too curious and pretended to be angry and wanted to wave his hand to hit him: "I'll ask you how many points."

"Ninety-two."

"So high?"

Fang Dianqiu suddenly raised his voice. Seeing that all the classmates next to him were looking over, he hurriedly shrank. Fang Changan said angrily: "You turtle?"

Fang Dianqiu glared at him and saw that his classmates didn't pay much attention to him. Instead, several people who heard Fang Chang'an say the scores looked at him, and then asked again: "Is it true? Don't they all say that the questions are difficult? Are you still taking such a high exam?"

Fang Changan shrugged, "I don't know why I got such a high exam."

Fang Dianqiu still trusts his character very much and exclaims: "Is there anyone in your class who is taller than you?"

Fang Changan shook his head, "It seems that there is no."

Fang Dianqiu gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome!"

Fang Changan smiled and said, "Why are you not good at being your uncle? Okay, I'll leave."

Fang Dianqiu waved his hand and asked again: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"sheet!"

"I don't know it's a form yet?"

Fang Chang'an had disappeared in front of the window. Fang Dianqiu curled his lips and closed the window. Her deskmate immediately came over, "Who is he? So powerful?"

"My house is opposite, a neighbor who grew up together."

"Are you childhood sweetheart?"

My deskmate is a round-faced girl with a pair of round glasses and joking with a smile.

If the person who was being joked about was someone else, Fang Dianqiu might be shy. Fang Chang'an didn't care at all and didn't respond. He muttered: "I didn't expect him to get such a high exam, ninety-two points, how did he get it? I guess it would be difficult for even seventy."

Fang Chang'an returned to the classroom. The three girls Shen Mo, Wang Ke and Zheng Lili were not there, and he did not return to his seat. He registered his name from Xu Yang at the beginning of the first row.

"Squad leader, what is this for?" Zhou Xiaoyan, who was on the same table as Xu Yang, asked.

"Cleaning, one row is one group, responsible for the day of cleaning."

"oh."

After copying the names of classmates in the first row, Fang Chang'an saw Shen Mo coming, so he handed the form to a little girl in the second row, "Write your name and then pass it to the next one. Everyone should write it. Don't write it too big, otherwise you won't be able to write it out."

When she returned to her seat, Shen Mo was standing and waiting for him to go in first. Fang Changan was not polite and went straight in to sit down before she sat down.

"What are you doing?" he asked curiously.

"Toilet." Shen Mo replied in a low voice.

"oh."

Fang Chang'an responded, thinking that it was quite fast, and before he could talk about it, the third history class began.

The first lesson talks about the origin of Chinese civilization. The teacher is a middle-aged woman. The weather is not cold yet, but she wears leather boots and pants, and is dressed quite fashionable.

Fang Changan had a vague impression of her. He remembered that he had a bad temper. In one class, he seemed to kick a boy onto the wall, which scared him out of his psychological shadow. Since then, he has studied history very seriously. His history has been above 90% for every exam in junior high school in three years, and he has also won full marks several times.

After the history class, the duty schedule was delivered to Fang Chang'an. He wrote his name and was about to give it to Shen Mo, but suddenly something was wiping the corner of his clothes. He looked down and a slender white and tender hand quietly put a Daliyuan egg yolk pie in the hole of the table, and then shrank it back.

He turned to look at Shen Mo, and the little girl looked at him a little shyly and whispered: "I'll give you food."

Fang Changan smiled and whispered: "Thank you."

Seeing that he did not refuse, Shen Mo immediately smiled, reached out to take the duty schedule, picked up the pen and wrote her name. She should have received this education since she was a child. She was very upright in terms of listening to classes, writing, sitting posture, straight waist and back, quiet and beautiful, and had a bit of a little ladylike feeling.

After her reminder, Fang Chang'an remembered that there were two pieces of candy. He wanted to give it to her, but then he gave up again, so that you would not give it to me and I would have to pay it back. Instead, it diluted the friendship between classmates that had just been cultivated.

There is a fact in interpersonal communication that is easy to be ignored or misunderstood, that is, if you want to get closer to someone, the fastest way is not to help the other person, but to help you.

I gave that piece of candy yesterday to express my attitude. The second piece of candy can be slightly slower and wait for an opportunity that won't give her the impression of "I'll give you something."

When interacting with others, we should also pay attention to the way of doing things. Some people care more about equal expenses in communication, while others care more about human feelings. For Cheng Mengfei and Shen Mo, human feelings are the weapon.

For Fang Chang'an, with his current situation and pursuit, it is difficult not to have a utilitarian spirit, but it is not just a utilitarian. Regardless of his past and present life, he has a good impression of both of his aunt and nephew. Although his nature is different, he is willing to establish a good relationship.

Fang Chang'an only ate five fried buns and a box of milk for breakfast. Although the buns in that fried bun shop are indeed bigger and they are definitely more cost-effective than eating them in the school cafeteria, this age is at the time of high metabolism and is already hungry.

Shen Mo finished writing the duty schedule and passed it over. He had already tore open the egg yolk pie, and the three words Daliyuan were ruthlessly torn into two paragraphs.

According to Fang Chang'an's way of eating, it is not easy to bite one bite at a time, and it is definitely no problem to bite half of it. However, when he saw Shen Mo, he took a look, and took only a small bite, which looked very precious and chewed carefully.

Seeing that he had eaten, Shen Mo smiled, took out another one from the hole in the table, and also tore open a small mouth and chewed it.

Fang Chang'an looked at her, then at the half of the Dali Garden in his hand, and suddenly felt that the two of them looked like two squirrels at this moment. Of course, they did not refer to the speed of eating, but were both very cute.
Chapter completed!