"Oh, Auntie, I'm sorry, Lin Yiran goes to the guard... No, I'm not in the classroom, I'm borrowing her mobile phone to play games."

There were only two mobile phones in total, so naturally there were only two mothers. It didn’t take much time to think about it. Zhang Yang immediately realized the whole story. It was inappropriate to call Mr. Su at this time, so he quickly explained, “We both have the same mobile phones. I thought my mother called me.”

"You are... Zhang Yang, right?"

Su Hui was not in a hurry to hang up the phone, and there was a little gentle smile in his voice. However, it was a bit scary in Zhang Yang's ears, and he responded properly: "Yes"

Su Hui smiled and said, "Let Yiyi send me a message."

"Okay, I will tell you."

"Then I'll bother you, goodbye."

"No trouble, goodbye aunt."

Zhang Yang hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. He remembered the words he used just now. It seemed a bit inappropriate, but after thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with the students calling "we both", let alone the same deskmate.

Just as Lin Yiran sat down on the other end of the desk, saw him holding his cell phone in a daze, smiled and looked over, "How is it, have you cut the bomb again?"

Zhang Yang looked at her and nodded blankly, "That's right, and it's a big bomb."

"Is there a big bomb? Why don't I know?"

"You are not good enough and haven't hit it yet."

Lin Yiran didn't believe him nonsense, "If you change me, you can use your own phone... Is this mine?"

"Um."

Zhang Yang handed her the phone, "Your mother just called you and asked you to reply to her."

"ah?"

Lin Yiran was a little surprised and then reacted, "Did you answer?"

"The name you saved is the same as that I saved, and the phone looks the same. I thought my mother called me, so I answered it."

Zhang Yang was quite depressed. Seeing her eyes wide open, he explained: "I mean the name you saved. It is the same as the name of my mother I saved, both of which are the words "mom"."

Lin Yiran's face was a little red, obviously pushing others with himself. He realized what the first sentence he said when answering his mother's call was, and glared at him and said, "What have you said?"

"What can I say?"

Zhang Yang spread his hands, his expression calmly and showed some doubts and misunderstoodness. "I just said you were not in the classroom. I used your phone to play games, but my phone looked the same. I thought it was my mother who called me, so I accidentally answered it, and then your mother told you to send her a message."

"What you just said was to ask me to reply to her."

"Don't that mean the same thing?"

"How can it be one meaning? If it is one meaning, why do you create two different words?"

"You are arguing."

Zhang Yang had never noticed that Lin Yiran had such an unreasonable side before, but it was obvious that she had probably realized what would happen in the situation just now, but she was embarrassed to say it clearly, so she could only look around the circle to find fault.

But if you think about it from another perspective, she would be so embarrassed and annoyed. It would be a sign that she was as guilty as herself. Otherwise, if such a small misunderstanding would not require such a small problem?

The two of them tacitly avoided the minefield and quarreled around in circles. Lin Yiran finally chose the argument that was wrong and was soon forced into the corner by Zhang Yang.

But she was too rude to say something but she didn't want her to be justified, and she didn't want her to be justified, staring at Zhang Yang and continued to be unreasonable: "Why do you want to keep a "mother"? Isn't it enough to keep a "mother"? How could you admit your mistake like this?"

"Who is the same world and the same... the same mother, why can you use two words? I can only use one word?"

"Then I don't care, please change the notes."

Although I don’t hate it, there are two things in everything. For the long-term plan, Zhang Yang is unwilling to be abusive of her bad habits. "If you want to change, I won’t change it."

"Do you change it?"

"Don't change!"

Lin Yiran's eyes were wide open and stared at Zhang Yang fiercely, as if he wanted to bite him, but he looked so pretty that he had no deterrence. Instead, he was cute and wanted to pinch her face.

Zhang Yang restrained his urge to reach out, worried that she would not be able to get out of the Taiwan Strait, and if she was really angry, she would stop at the right time, "Isn't it enough to add a photo? Your mother is so beautiful, it would be a pity if she didn't add a photo."

“Can you add photos?”

Lin Yiran was indeed distracted and blinked, "How to add it?"

"In the contact, click Edit to add photos."

"I'll take a look."

Lin Yiran opened his phone and found his mother's contact interface. He was about to click again, but suddenly he paused and raised his head. His clear eyes stared at him and said suspiciously: "When did you see my mother?"

"Uh... I heard from my mother that I'm talking about it. Besides, you don't need to see it with your own eyes. Just look at her daughter."

Lin Yiran's cheeks heated up, glared at him, found a photo of his mother and added it. Zhang Yang leaned over and glanced at it, and praised, "I'll just say it."

The sticking was a little close and could smell a faint fragrance. Zhang Yang was worried that she would be disgusted. He glanced at her and immediately sat upright.

Lin Yiran had no time to pay attention to him and sent a message to her mother, not knowing what she was talking about. Soon the class bell rang. She put down her phone, and Zhang Yang didn't have much trouble asking her mother what was wrong.

After class, to class, to school, to school.

On March 7, the 35th episode of The Legend of the Condor Heroes was "In the Iron Gun Temple". Huang Rong finally washed away the grievances with her acumen and talent. Yang Kang committed suicide and died of poisoning, but Huang Rong was captured by Ouyang Feng again, which made the hearts of the readers always tense.

However, soon, as Guo Jing returned to Mongolia to join the army to fight the west, readers were excited that Guo Jing had participated in such a thing, and on the other hand, they felt warm and expectant because Huang Rong was obviously following him. However, Ouyang Feng's existence was like a hanging blade, which not only threatened Jing Rong, but also threatened all readers.

Under such circumstances, Guo Jing actually kept his promise and let Ouyang Feng go, which certainly made many readers admire him, but also made more people very depressed.

We continued to go to school after class and went to school. In a blink of an eye, it was March 25th, which was Qingming Festival (note at the end of the article). The school was on a unified holiday, and Zhang Yang and Zhang Wei followed their parents to visit their graves together.

The whole family got up early and came to Uncle San’s house to catch up for breakfast. Most of the households in the village had already had tender willow branches folded from getting up early, shaking gently in the still chilly spring breeze.

After breakfast, Zhang Yang was holding the "chrysanthemums" folded from yellow paper by the old man. Zhang Wei and Zhang Yu carried the paper money and followed the old man and his parents to the orchard to clean and scrub the soil, and then ignited flames in front of the tombs of grandma and uncle respectively.

Both families knelt down in front of grandma's grave, only the old man stood alone. When Zhang Yang stood up, he looked back and saw his grandfather staring at the tombstone speechlessly. When he found that his grandson was looking at him, he didn't say anything. He just squatted down silently and picked up a stack of paper chrysanthemums.

The wind blew by, and the paper chrysanthemums were blowing, and the fire shaking. Zhang Yang vaguely heard the old man's deep sigh: "It's been seven years..."

There was only one day off. After lunch, Zhang Yang's family was going back. At the dinner table, the old man asked about Zhang Yang's plans.

There are only two months before the college entrance examination, and many universities have begun to recruit students independently. Zhang Yang's performance in high school is not bad, and he has the golden sign of No. 2 Middle School. The old man means that he wants to give it a try. It is best to be admitted to the university he likes. However, if he is not admitted, he can also wait for the college entrance examination before applying. It is not a bad thing.

These days, some students in the class are already preparing for this. Zhang Yang made other arrangements after the college entrance examination and planned to set up the university before the college entrance examination. He had discussed it with his parents two days ago and selected three universities. He has been paying attention to the news of independent enrollment in the past two days.

Without Zhang Yang's answer, Zhang Shouyi reported to his father in detail and a little bit of a word, and told him about the admission rate of each university, which major is the same as in previous years.

My aunt didn't study much, but the universities mentioned by Zhang Shouyi are all first-class famous brands, and I still hear them. When I get it, I scolded Zhang Yu and asked him to study hard and not mess around all day long. Only when he can enter a famous university like his brother in the future can he have a future.

After dinner, they sat down again. Zhang Yang's family boarded the bus back to the city. Zhang Yang found a back seat, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and continued to listen to the musical melody of Luoshen "playing" the Luoshen.

During this period, his musical sense has improved rapidly, but the progress has slowed down significantly in recent days. Luoshen has tested that he has not yet reached the "absolute sound sense" such as "absolute sound sense" that he can accurately determine the specific pitch of a certain note without a reference sound, which means that there is still room for improvement.

Luoshen suggested that Zhang Yang learn and learn more about musical instruments, which is a compulsory course.

First, the musical instruments that have been touched and practiced by one hand are different from those that simply hear them. Second, the composition in the traditional sense actually includes orchestrations, and the musical works that Su Hui remembers are all finished products after orchestrations. Zhang Yang must have certain attainments in this regard.

There are all kinds of musical instruments in the school. After the school started the next day, Zhang Yang found a music club during the second class and asked if he could borrow it. After listening to his purpose, the school girl apologized that although all students in school could use musical instruments for free, they needed to make an appointment.

The piano reservation time that Zhang Yang wanted to borrow the most was already two weeks later. The only thing he could borrow was a guitar, a pipa, two flutes, and a few flutes. The former did not need to borrow, and the latter did not want to borrow, so he returned empty-handed.

On the way back to the classroom, Luo Shen suddenly said, "Actually, if you want to borrow a piano or learn piano, there is the most suitable candidate around you."

Zhang Yang naturally knew who Luo Shen was talking about, but he didn't want to find her.

Unless it is forced.

Regarding the Qingming Festival in 1992, I searched the writing software on the No. 3.26. I was puzzled at that time and confirmed it again. Later, everyone kept questioning it. I confirmed it again. Yes. But today (202028) suddenly remembered again, changed the software and continued to confirm it. I found that the writing software was wrong, it was No. 4.4. I planned to come back and modify it, but the relevant plot has been decided and there is no way to change it. I had to make an explanation so that everyone would not be misled.

Please forgive me.
Chapter completed!