Leave the studio and return to the classroom. Qin Fan fell into meditation again. What are the money-making projects in Gao'an City at this time? Yes, there must be, but they are all things that Qin Fan can't do now, and he can't do them now. Qin Fan wrote in his notebook while thinking, stopped writing, and completely fell into the dream of making money.

The teacher on the podium, the voice of the frustration. It has become the background music of Qin Fan's dream.

Wei Hong looked at the pen in Qin Fan's hand in amazement, like a dancing elf, shuttling and jumping between his fingers, and then quietly staying in his hand for a while, writing on the paper: "environmental art", "packaging", "planning", "advertising and marketing" and other words. After a while, I drew pictures again, but not the previous manga and comic books. Rather, the whole picture of Gao'an City, as well as the department stores and post and telecommunications buildings of Gao'an City. But how did the twin towers in Gao'an paint red?

Wei Hong couldn't figure out what else was in Qin Fan's mind, and he was whimsical. Sometimes I think he's really different from other boys. At this time, Qin Fan still admired himself in his heart. The idea of making money, or plagiarizing the idea of his own posterity, is not shameless. A few years later, Qin Fan had a great dream: to become the first person in China to combine environmental art and performance art. It's a pity that at the end of the implementation process, there was an accident, which led to the completion of the overall concept, and the overall failure.

"Hammer. With two knocks on the table, Teacher Jiang, who had already walked to Qin Fan's side, whispered, "Don't affect other students to listen to the class." As he spoke, he glanced at Wei Hong, who blushed with shame, picked up the book, and listened to the lecture. Qin Fan also sat upright and listened to the lecture.

The corners of Teacher Jiang's mouth turned up slightly. After a while, he collapsed again and fell into meditation. I remembered the suggestions I gave to the Gao'an Cultural Relics Department, Urban Construction, and the Municipal Party Committee Office in my previous life. It is suggested that the Gulou Street, South Gate Street, North Gate Street, and the thousand-year-old city wall of Gao'an City should be maintained and renovated, and the two thousand-year-old towers should be built into a Hanwang City and a street in Hancheng. At that time, I thought that his suggestion would be adopted. Song Cheng in that * state is a scum!

People are soft-spoken.

I can only watch as the antique Gulou Street is demolished, the South Gate Street is demolished, the North Gate Street is demolished, and the thousand-year-old city wall is demolished. Then build one by one, ugly residential buildings. At that time, Qin Fan didn't know how to describe his mood, distressed, and angry?

Qin Fan secretly said, he couldn't think about it anymore, after all, it was twenty years later. But he couldn't help but glance at Wu Yu, if this thing listens to him, why is it like this. It wasn't until the bell rang at the end of class that Qin Fan finished meditating. I packed my schoolbag very quickly, and I wanted to go home to see if the second uncle of the hero had arrived.

"Qin Fan, go play football?" Wu Yu asked, hugging the football.

"You haven't played in a long time, aren't you?, aren't you afraid that your skills will regress?" Zhao Weidong and Ma Ren also came over.

"It's really not good today, someone from my hometown is here, let's do it another day. Qin Fan said apologetically.

"Yes, we have to lose the game against Class 1 today. Yao Wenxu also ran over and said.

"Is there a game today?" Qin Fan asked. All the classmates laughed, "Is it okay? There is a game every Saturday afternoon, what are you pretending to be confused?" "You can't win without me?" "You can't win without you." The students replied honestly.

"That's not enough people, it takes eight people to play a small game, how many of us are there?" Qin Fan asked with a few points.

"March, go and call Liu Ji and Li Jinsong to stop. Wu Yu instructed Li Jinjun. Li Jinjun trotted all the way.

Qin Fan still didn't resist the desire to play football, thinking about it, he hadn't played football for twenty years, oh no, he had played in his dreams.

When I arrived at the playground, a group of goods had already warmed up there. Seeing Qin Fan, they came in twos and threes. couldn't help shouting: "A few nerds, don't hurry up, let's go to 4:0 today, go home and sleep." Wu Yu replied lazily: "I'm afraid that you guys won't sleep well." "The ball hasn't been kicked yet, the war of words has begun.

Qin Fan got off the field and passed the ball to Ma Ren a few times, looking for a feeling, he still hadn't forgotten the sense of the ball, he took off his long shirt and trousers, a whistle sounded, and the game began. It's been almost two years together, and whoever is good and who is bad has a number. After a few minutes, Qin Fan completely entered the state. played a match with Wu Yu and led the first goal. The defender is controlled by Ma Ren, and Ma Ren is also powerful, with a tall and fat body like a mountain, blocking the attack of a group. Zhao Weidong's skills are very good, but he doesn't cooperate with his teammates, and when he gets the ball, he shoots with the ball alone, and he is often so tired that he gasps, but none of the balls go in.

However, at this time, students rarely pay attention to coordination in playing football, unlike Qin Fan's future school football team in the university, which pays attention to overall cooperation.

At halftime, Qin Fan called Wu Yu and the other seven together, and briefly explained how to cooperate, how to intersperse, and how to attack. Then he pointed at Zhao Weidong: "You just stay in front, take less useless balls, shoot if you can, and pass if you can't." He said to Wu Yu again: "You, Yao Wenxu, Li Jinsong control the midfield, Li Jinjun, and Ma Ren defender." Midfielders and defenders pass the ball more, are not allowed to dribble, dribble. He patted Liu Ji on the shoulder again: "The door will be handed over to you." ”

After the start of the second half, although everyone is still not used to it, what is even less accustomed is the goods in the first class. Basically, they didn't touch the ball, but they scored another goal by Qin Fan.

Just as they were cheering, on the side of the playground, "Fanzi" called, and when Qin Fan turned his head to look at it, it was Sister Yun, holding a stack of materials in her hand, looking at Qin Fan. Qin Fan ran over and asked, "Sister, why are you free?" "I'm afraid that you will be hurt, promise sister, can you not kick?" Sister Yun asked worriedly. There was a time when Qin Fan kicked and injured his leg, which hurt Sister Yun's heart, and she always disapproved of him playing football. "Okay, I'll try to play as little as possible. Qin Fan replied vaguely.

"You, you......" Before the words were finished, Qin Fan only heard an exclamation behind him, and saw Zhou Bo of the first class single-handedly dribbling the ball and rushing towards their backcourt. Fortunately, Ma Ren fell to the ground and shoveled, the ball was broken, the ball was shoveled in the direction of Qin Fan, Qin Fan took a glance, and saw that Zhao Weidong was ambushed in the backfield of the first class, and before the ball landed, a big foot, the ball flew to Zhao Weidong in response, Weidong's chest stopped, his left foot flicked, flashed the opponent's defender, shot vigorously with his right foot, and the ball went into the net. At this time, the opposing goalkeeper was still confused. "In. Sister Yun couldn't help but cheer quietly. There were also girls' cheers on the other side of the playground, and when Qin Fan squinted, it was the "good girls" Zhao Xuemei and Wei Hong. He thought it was strange that the boys played football, and the girls rarely watched.

In the end, the first class lost 0:3.

"It was a really enjoyable day. Zhao Weidong smiled happily. "Don't be complacent, you have the ability to compare next week." Qin Fan, Wu Yu, Zhao Weidong and others raised their middle fingers together: "Let's wait!"

Clapping hands with each other, birds and beasts scattered, and no one mentioned the dinner, because everyone had no money in their pockets. When Qin Fan hurried home, his second uncle had a black face, and he was already sitting on a chair in the living room and was angry. Seeing Qin Fan coming in from outside, "Second uncle, hello." Qin Fan respectfully greeted the second uncle, "Hmm." With a sigh, his face was still dark, and he looked Qin Fan up and down. What's the situation?, Qin Fan muttered in his heart. Seeing that his mother kept winking at him, he became more and more confused. Before he could react, the second uncle had already stood up, grabbed Qin Fan's collar, and walked out of the door, with his mother beside him: "His second uncle, let the child rest first......"

The second uncle ignored it. scolded in his mouth: "You little rascal who is neither male nor female......"

What is the situation! Qin Fan was suspicious.