It's Sunday.

In the past few days, Fang Nian would occasionally go to Guan Qiuhe's house for breakfast and dinner.

Don't say anything else, save a lot of money, anyway.

The relationship with Guan Qiuhe is also familiar.

Fang Nian also discovered that Guan Qiuhe usually didn't like to laugh, and most of the time it gave people the feeling that it was the first time Fang Nian saw it, cold.

Occasionally, when Fang Nian sat in front of the computer at night, he also thought about why such an unprecedented thing would befall him.

In the end, the conclusion was drawn -

Maybe Guan Qiuhe was in a good mood that day, and he just happened to see the 'degenerate' classmate Fang Nian.

So she couldn't bear it a little, or maybe she looked like her brother or something, and shouted more.

After that, Fang Nian deliberately did it himself, but the surface kung fu was as good as ever, and in the end it backfired.

made Guan Qiuhe have a little misunderstanding.

Guan Qiuhe also said after knowing that Fang Nian used her computer to upload novels, 'Don't pretend to be shy as a teenager'.

It is estimated that this is the favor of the 50,000 yuan later......

Sunday is September 14, the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After the fifth class in the afternoon, Li Donghong walked into the classroom ahead of schedule and spoke.

"Listen to it, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the first class of evening self-study held a literary performance in the playground. ”

"The school arranged for the teachers and students to visit, and when the time came, they each brought stools, and at 6:55, I went to the playground for roll call. ”

After Li Donghong's words fell, most of the audience were stunned.

This was followed by a variety of head-to-ear exchanges.

Fang Nian clearly remembered that there were almost no literary and artistic activities in Tangli No. 8 Middle School.

Basically, it would be nice to have an equal score once a semester.

And the military training in the first year of high school has not ended, and there will be a military training show after the end.

It seems that it may be because it happens to coincide with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the school may have taken into account some military training factors, or the suggestions of military training instructors.

In short, it is now unprecedented to arrange one more theatrical performance.

Or at night.

Fang Nian didn't remember such a thing in his memory.

But I can't say for sure, in my memory of more than ten years, this is not a big deal.

"There are so many activities for freshmen in high school this year, didn't you say that the military training show on the 17th was already said?"

"Are these two shows?"

"I don't know, just look at it anyway. ”

Li Annan and Wang Cheng also beeped a few words.

Li Donghong knocked on the blackboard: "Quiet, let's go to class!"

“......”

Before school in the afternoon, Li Donghong walked to the door of the classroom again and said: "Go to the playground ten minutes in advance, don't be late, the playground has been divided into class areas." ”

The class responded in unison, "Got it." ”

As early as the afternoon, the playground was already divided with lime for the different classes.

In addition to this, the school has prepared lights.

It's not that kind of searchlight, nor is it a spotlight that is common in the city, but a 100W incandescent lamp that is almost an ordinary household.

Tangli No. 8 Middle School may rarely have the experience of night activities, and it will rarely be in the future.

So in the end, I don't know if the school directly picked a light bulb from where to use it as lighting.

The cable routing of the bulb is that kind of cross-colored cable.

To be honest, Fang Nian felt quite nostalgic when he saw it.

It's not that rural households don't use this type of temporary cable anymore.

It's that Fang Nian hasn't met him when he goes home these times.

"Annan, by the way, help me move the stool here. ”

When walking through the playground to the school gate, Fang Nian followed Li Annan, who went to the cafeteria.

"Okay. ”

Li Annan nodded: "Alas, I don't have to play basketball in the afternoon." ”

"It's fine. ”

"It's been two weeks, and I'm going to have exams again at the end of the month. ”

"Come on. ”

"Okay......"

“......”

After chatting a few words, Li Annan entered the cafeteria, and Fang Nian continued to walk out of the school.

It took more than 6:40 p.m. to leave the rented house.

Taking advantage of this time, he happened to write a chapter.

When he climbed the long stairs to the playground, Fang Nian saw a hustle and bustle.

In addition to the students of the first six classes of high school, all wearing camouflage uniforms, they arrived at the playground early and rested on the ground under the leadership of the instructors;

Most of the students in the 14 classes of the second and third years of high school who studied in the evening have already arrived at the playground.

Holding a square stool, they are not very neatly seated in their respective class areas.

The class teachers stand in front of the roll call and maintain order.

Fang Nian quickly walked into the area of class 174 and found Li Annan at once.

"A bit of a lot of mosquitoes at night. ”

As soon as I sat down, I heard Li Annan sitting bent over the stool, pretending to say.

Then the original form was immediately revealed.

"Did you pay attention when you came over just now, I saw a good-looking girl in class 190 in the afternoon. ”

As soon as Li Annan's voice fell, Wang Chengcheng on the side took over.

"Okay, Annan, I said why can't I find you in the afternoon, I was looking closely, which one?"

Li Annan pouted: "How can you tell it now, I'll show it to you when they come to power." ”

"Eh, you don't get anything out of running to the playground after class these days. ”

As he spoke, Li Annan's eyebrows had already raised.

Wang Cheng pretended to wave his hand: "Low-key and low-key." ”

"I've seen it, class 188, class 193, and the other classes haven't found it yet. ”

"Especially the one in the 193 class, I saw her change her clothes in the afternoon......"

Before he finished speaking, he was snatched by Li Jun: "I know this, Wang Cheng has said it several times, and every time she says that she is especially good at picking clothes, low-waisted jeans, tsk......"

Sure enough, as soon as we talked about this, everyone was in good spirits.

Fang Nian didn't interject from beginning to end.

He didn't have the heart to do that.

I don't even know what class 188 is on what floor.

It's a pity that Wang Cheng and the others all know that Fang Nian has a unique vision, so how could they let him go.

"Fang Nian, hurry up and talk about it. ”

"yes, don't just look at it, say. ”

“......”

Fang Nian touched his nose and said with a serious face: "I swept my eyes when I came just now, and I didn't pay much attention to it." ”

"There's a little girl in that corner who is in good shape, but the camouflage uniform is blocked. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wang Cheng and the others narrowed their eyes, and the expressions on their faces gradually developed towards 'understanding'.

"Tsk!"

"Sure enough, I knew that Fang Nian wouldn't miss this kind of thing. ”

"You don't know, the old man said that he looks at people and looks at their legs and feet. ”

"Oh, how do you say?"

"I don't know, but I always feel like there's a sense in it. ”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

“......”

At 7 o'clock, the principal of No. 8 Middle School stood on the rostrum and said a few words: "Students, teachers ......"

"Okay, let's warmly welcome the freshmen of high school to bring us the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

After the words fell, everyone applauded and exchanged heads.

"It's strange that the principal didn't even say a tirade this time. ”

"In a hurry?"

"Probably......"

“......”

Even Fang Nian was surprised that the principal's speech was really long and cumbersome during the collective activities of the eighth middle school.

While speaking, the art show has officially begun.

The first program was a group of six classes singing "Unity is Strength" in the first year of high school......

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Broken bowls.