Two days before school starts, it is Saturday and Sunday, so it is Monday and Tuesday, and today is Monday, so it is Monday again, so it is Monday again.

The English class is very good, because you can’t afford to buy a recorder, so you have to cherish it if you can listen to the old lady’s recorder. After all, you have to use Shen Mo for extracurricular purposes.

There is no need to listen to mathematics classes, continue to preview.

There is no need to listen to history classes, but you must listen carefully, otherwise you may be kicked. Fang Chang'an urgently hopes to take a unit exam. He only needs to get a full mark, so he will have the courage to do other things in history classes.

There is no need to listen to political classes, read the book by yourself.

There is no need to listen to Chinese classes, but you can listen openly. Teacher Cheng is really beautiful. I don’t know what Shen Mo and Wang Ke will look like when they grow up...

After five happy and fulfilling classes, Fang Chang'an first went outside the school gate and found a restaurant selling rice with a plain style, an undecorated unfinished bottom, a large round table, and a regular customer was already sitting around eating.

For an ordinary rice bowl, a bowl of rice is covered with some vegetarian dishes, rice is 50 cents, and you can choose 30 cents or 50 cents.

He took a bowl of rice, chose a dish worth 30 cents, found a seat, and tasted it for two bites. It tasted good and could not be considered delicious, but it was definitely more clean than the canteen. In his memory, the potatoes in the canteen were not peeled, and as for whether they were washed clean, he dared not have any confidence.

After lunch, Fang Chang'an went back to the classroom first and took away the rice jar and chopsticks. He was worried that Wang Ke would come back first, so he left her a note.

When I returned to the dormitory, many people had already eaten. There were quite a few people in the dormitory. Liu Yan and Liu Cheng were sitting and talking on the vertical bed inside. There were three or four people next to me, and they had never seen them. They should be from other dormitory.

Seeing Fang Chang'an coming in, Liu Cheng was about to say hello with a smile, but saw his cousin stand up suddenly and was stunned for a moment. The other people were even more confused. The few people who were talking and laughing suddenly became quiet.

So the whole dormitory was quiet and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

"Then... are you back?" Liu Yan didn't know what to shout, so he got stuck twice, and simply didn't shout, with a very kind smile.

"Yeah, you guys talk."

Fang Chang'an smiled and took a towel and a basin to go out to wash his face.

"Brother Yan, who are you? You're so polite." asked the little yellow-haired man on the bedside placing horizontally on the right side, with his legs on the guardrail on the bedside and his butt sitting on someone else's pillow.

Another little yellow hair next to him was holding a toothpick in his mouth, whispering his long hair on his forehead: "I look like a good student, as white as a girl."

"Shut up!"

Liu Yan turned around and cursed. Liu Cheng, who was about to speak, was startled and forgot what to say.

Both little yellow-haired men were a little unhappy, but Liu Yan usually had a high status in the circle and was a person who could directly call the leader Ziwei and had been to his family. He hesitated for a moment and didn't even complain.

"You guys know how to hide your hair!"

Liu Yan had no such a kind and even a bit flattering look just now, as if he was possessed by the leader Brother Wei. "Yang Wei, what you said just now will be heard by Brother Wei. Please make sure you are sacked by both of you, don't say that I didn't remind you."

Liu Yan gave a message to the country and felt that Brother Yan's reputation had become stable again. Then he looked outside the dormitory door and whispered: "He is Fang Chang'an."

Yang Wei and others showed a sudden expression, "He is Fang Chang'an?"

Yang Wei was scolded, probably still feeling a little dissatisfied, so he paused and asked, "Brother Wei didn't say why, where is this Chang'an awesome place?"

"You know how to hide your hair!"

Liu Yan cursed another catchphrase. Fang Chang'an opposite him wanted to be polite, so he naturally had to brag Fang Chang'an a little awesome, so that he would not seem to be cowardly, but to be awesome.

"Tell me this way, I offended Fang Chang'an, let alone Brother Wei, even Brother Wei's father has to be unlucky, and he can't even deal with a few thousand dollars... Do you understand?"

As expected, several students and gangsters were all stunned and couldn't speak for a while.

Seeing this, Liu Yan became proud and continued to give advice to Jiangshan: "We have poor grades, but we must have brains. People without brains can't make any progress anywhere."

"What does it mean to have a brain? At least you have to tell who can afford to provoke and who can't afford to provoke."

"At noon yesterday, at the school gate, Brother Wei and Zhao Xu, I, saw a BMW car coming to pick him up with my own eyes. I knew who was driving?"

Yang Wei and others looked at each other, shook their heads, saying that they didn't know and were looking forward to the answer.

Others in the dormitory, including Wang Hao, Li Dongfeng, Hao Mingci and other students from Class 4, also watched it. The whole dormitory was silent, and it became a teahouse where Liu Yan could tell a story.

Liu Yan's entire dormitory was silent, waiting for him to speak, thinking that Brother Wei was just like this here, so he raised his chin, looked at Yang Wei and others and said slowly: "The mayor's son!"

Continue to be silent.

Liu Yan continued to ask: "Do you understand?"

Yang Wei and others felt as if they were shrouded in an invisible aura. They nodded and breathed a sigh, "Is that really awesome...what is his family doing?"

Another person also said: "I don't see what he wears, but he doesn't look like his family is rich?"

"This is not a matter of money."

Liu Yan waved his hand, as if you were too low-level and you didn't understand it even though you said it. "It has nothing to do with his family. Anyway, they are awesome, just remember it. No matter who it is, don't mess with him."

All nodded.

Liu Cheng looked at his cousin and was a little overwhelmed. Why did Fang Changan suddenly become so awesome?

Wang Hao, Li Dongfeng and other students in Class 4 found it even more incredible, especially Wang Hao. Fang Chang'an slept with him yesterday and bought him breakfast this morning. Why... In the blink of an eye, he became as awesome as a TV?

Fang Chang'an washed his face and returned to the dormitory. He felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. He looked at Liu Yan and then the eyes of others, and vaguely guessed that Liu Yan should have said what he said.

He was too lazy to care about it, so he kept the basin, hung the towel, and asked no one to go back to the classroom, so he left the dormitory alone.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it seems that the air pressure behind me has changed slightly the moment I walk out of the dormitory.

"Tsk tsk, what is a big boss? This is a big boss!"

Fang Chang'an secretly added a show to himself, feeling that he was walking lightly. When he returned to the classroom, Wang Ke was reading a book on his seat.

I took a look when I passed by, it was not a besieged city.

I took a look at it again and said that "The Siege" was on my desk.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Ke was startled, patted his chest, stared at him and showed him the cover, which read "The Adventures of the Chicken".

"What's this?"

"Adventures of the Chicken."

"Does it look good?"

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Changan curled his lips, "Where is the "Siege of the City"?"

The little girl looked at his expression and whispered: "I can't stand it."

Fang Changan smiled and said, "Normal situation, when will you like to read it? Let me read it after reading this book."

Wang Ke's eyes were shining and he nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll finish watching it soon."

This is obviously a fairy tale. You can tell that the length is not long by looking at the thickness. Fang Changan nodded and returned to his seat to continue reading "Lu Xun".

He was reading "The Diary of a Madman" and repeatedly read it four times, and was about to read it for the fifth time, and he felt only the extremely simple "Damn!"

I really can't find more suitable words to describe.

It was already two o'clock when Shen Mo came to the classroom. Many students were sleeping on the table. She didn't say anything, and read quietly. After the preparatory bell rang, no one went to bed again, so she quietly poked the room with her fingertips.

"Have you practiced writing?"

Fang Changan nodded seriously, "I've practiced."

The little girl smiled sweetly, very happy that he worked so hard, and whispered: "Then show me."

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Chapter completed!