When he went to school on Monday, Huang Han was surprised to find a wooden board installed on the back seat of Chengwenge's bicycle, and this board also had a soft bag made of cloth and cotton.

Huang Han asked, "Is this what you put on it?"

Cheng Wenge said honestly: "No, I just helped to get things, and my father loaded them." ”

"For me?"

"Well, the last time you said you didn't have a few taels of meat on your butt, and your butt hurt when the bike was bumping around. ”

This is a fact, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, Huang Han only wears a single pair of pants, and he is relatively thin, the road in this era is uneven, and his ass really can't stand the hard touch of the back seat of the bicycle, and he has complained that his butt hurts.

Unexpectedly, this stupid child was still a caring person, Huang Han was a little moved, and secretly decided to take him well, at least to catch his grades.

Huang Han said: "Why are you still bothering your father, that's not good." ”

"Don't bother, don't bother, my dad heard about you, and he was happy to know that we were good friends, and he told me to invite you to my house one day to play, and to keep you at my house for dinner. ”

"Don't go!"

"Why? My mother's sweet and sour pork ribs are delicious!"

"Shameless, I'm sorry!"

"Why is there no face?"

"Because I haven't finished my plan to help you improve your academic performance. ”

Cheng Wenge was surprised and exclaimed, "When did you have this plan?"

"Ever since the day you insisted on sending me home from school. ”

"What then?"

"It's very simple, you study hard in class and listen carefully, if you don't understand, I will teach you, as long as you can improve your ranking by five places in the midterm exam compared to the last monthly exam, I will accept your invitation and go to your house to see. ”

The Han Chengwen Pavilion scratched his head and said, "I know that I have studied hard during this time, and it seems that it is possible to improve five rankings." ”

"Don't be ambiguous, I think you can do it, you definitely can, as long as you listen to me, just wait, improve five places is a certainty. ”

"Well, I'll listen to you, and I'll ask you if there's anything I don't understand in the future. ”

"It's totally possible, not just about studying, it's okay for other things, including which girl you like can talk to me. ”

Fifteen-year-old Cheng Wenge's face turned red instantly, "I don't like girls, why should I like girls, I ......"

"Haha, I'm teasing you, what are you anxious about? There are no three hundred taels of silver here? haha......"

"What does it mean that there are no three hundred taels of silver here?"

"It's also an idiom......"

The bored Huang Han taught Chengwenge as a son, and the child made great progress and began to listen attentively and do his homework seriously.

Because Cheng Wenge mixed with Huang Han all day long, he rubbed off on the heat, and always ushered in the envious eyes of his classmates, and his self-confidence was recovering.

In the morning reading class, Teacher Xiao Han lent Huang Han two books in front of the whole class, one was "Three Hundred Tang Poems" and the other was "Song Ci Appreciation".

The two books were supposed to be her own, and she picked them up when she got home on Sunday.

What did the teacher explain to the students by borrowing books? Huang Han's status in the class was rising again, and even Zhang Chunmei, Wei Hongxing, Kang Jing, and several other good students were envious.

In order to prove his current memory, Huang Han deliberately concentrated on reading Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", and he was able to recite it after reading it for twenty minutes.

Xiao Qiang, who was beside her, had been looking at Huang Han's face in a daze for a quarter of an hour.

"Huang Han, you can't suddenly become so powerful, I'm afraid. Little Lori finally couldn't hold it back and suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter? What are you afraid of? Some senior classmates are bullying you, and I'll take Chengwen Pavilion to give you a head. ”

"No one dares to bully me, I just don't like you being too powerful. ”

"Where does this start?

"I can't tell, but I know I can't do to you the way I used to!"

"Before, haha, did you bully me a lot before?"

"No, if I take it seriously every time, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of school on time every day. ”

"I see, Xiao Qiang, you must know that this is not to help your classmates, but to harm others. ”

"You're very good now, and I still remember the poor way you couldn't memorize books back then. ”

"Beauty, let's discuss, can you keep my current glorious image in mind and throw the previous bear-like image out of the clouds?"

"Hehe, you have so many new words when you speak now, I don't even understand them. Am I really beautiful?"

"Please remove the word '?', you are really a beauty. ”

"Haha, I love to hear that. She also leaned her little face closer to Huang Han and whispered, "You say it again." ”

"Needless to say, I want to study for the rise of China. ”

"Well said, Huang Han is ambitious, Xiao Qiang should come on! You may not be able to pass Huang Han in this midterm exam!"

This voice frightened Xiao Qiang.

It turned out that Teacher Xiao Han saw Xiao Qiang and Huang Han whispering, and walked over, just when she heard Huang Han ridiculing Xiao Qiang, she actually applauded loudly.

Huang Han looked stunned, can it still be like this......

Monday's story continued, and more students listened to the story, and the third and fifth classes were all out and crowded into the classrooms of the third and fourth classes.

However, when the story of the activity class was finished, Mr. Xiao Han informed everyone that he would not tell the story tomorrow and asked all the students to review it carefully.

On Thursday of this week, Year 3 will have a mid-term exam, with Chinese in the morning and Math in the afternoon.

After the exam, you have to take home everything that is in the classroom board under the desk, because the classroom is closed on Friday and the classroom is reserved for the fourth grade students to take the exam. Saturday is the normal arrival on campus, and Sunday is the Friday class.

Hey, he was able to rest on the same day as Huang Daozhou, Huang Han immediately had an idea.

Doesn't Huang Daozhou like fishing? Okay, I'll go with you.

Huang Han saw a ceramic jar that was split in half next to the garbage bin in the morning, and when he came home from school in the afternoon, Huang Han asked Chengwen Pavilion to ride slowly and found that the open jar was still there.

Huang Han asked Chengwen Pavilion to stop, ready to pick up the two halves of the jar.

Cheng Wenge saw Huang Han stretching out his hand to take the broken jar and said strangely: "Huang Han, what's the use of that thing? It definitely can't be sold for scrap, don't get your hands dirty." ”

"It's okay, it's not dirty, I've got something for it. ”

"There are broken jars everywhere, and even rural people don't pick them up, what are you going to do?"

"Catch turtles in urns. ”

"What turtles?"

"Catching turtles in urns, this is an idiom, the urn is equivalent to an altar, you should know about turtles!"

"You know, it's Wang Ba. ”

"Haha, you're smart. Think about it, Wang Ba is in the jar, will it be easy to catch?"

"Of course it's easy to catch, the question is which king will be stupid enough to stay in the jar and wait for you to catch it. ”

"Tempt it to take advantage, and the king will burrow into the jar. ”

"Huang Han, you'd better only say one idiom a day, I can't remember more, what does it mean to lure it to profit. ”

"Hey, hey!

It's like when you set up a basket, sprinkle some wheat underneath it to lure the sparrows to eat, and then you put the sparrows under the basket and catch them alive. But it's not an idiom, it's a word. ”

Cheng Wenge has been familiar with Huang Han a little more during this time, often telling some stories about his childhood, and once told interesting stories about catching sparrows when he was a child.

He suddenly realized, and muttered: "Tempt it to profit, lure it to profit, Huang Han, I will definitely never forget this word for the rest of my life, you repeat the idiom of catching turtles in the jar, I will definitely be able to remember it." ”

"Catching turtles in an urn, the urn is a kind of jar. ”