After the white dew, the heat of the summer season is gone, and the weather gradually turns cooler.

The humid monsoon from the ocean is gradually being replaced by cold and dry air from the south of the Mongolian plateau, and there is a slight chill in the morning and night.

The autumn rain is intermittent, and each time it brings a certain amount of cooling.

Jiang Lanqing took a deep breath, felt that the air in the classroom was very turbid, so he stood up from his seat and pushed the glass window on the side open.

Zhang Fan watched the autumn wind carry subtle raindrops on her hair and cheeks, a scene he was familiar with.

It's just that this time there is no long hair fluttering, Jiang Lanqing's hair is just shoulder-length.

"How many numbers are there today?" Zhang Fan asked Jiang Lanqing.

"October 23rd, midterm exams are coming up next Monday. Jiang Lanqing replied.

After that, Jiang Lanqing closed the window and sat down again, and began to continue working on the question.

"Time flies so fast!" Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Lu Lan, who was sitting in front of Jiang Lanqing, turned her head and sighed.

"yes!"

Then he said in a regretful tone: "It feels like we haven't done anything this semester, and we're about to pass halfway through." ”

Compared with last year, there is no longer a cross talk performance in their class today, and the autumn sports meeting is completely reduced to a supporting role.

Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing also signed up for several events, and even she participated in the women's 1500-meter run.

Other than that, almost no one participated.

The head teacher is still the class teacher, and the class leader is still the class leader, but they are obviously the same, but they are very different.

Teacher Ju now emphasizes learning the most, and Zhang Fan has almost put all his mind on learning.

Not only him, but even Jiang Lanqing.

Yesterday she borrowed her physics book only to find out that she had made the last few pages of the note.

Lu Lan moved her gaze to the face of the deputy squad leader Zhou Fang, her brows were tightly locked, and it seemed that she had encountered some kind of problem.

This made her think of the former deputy class leader Lilac, the roommate who was obviously not good at sports but almost signed up for all the projects she could participate in.

"It's rare to bump into her this semester!"

Last semester, she often met her in the stairwell, and the two would talk a few words after they met.

Compared with the changes that had occurred in them, a sadness suddenly rose in Lu Lan's heart.

"Things are not people!"

It's just that she didn't have time to be sentimental, looked around the classroom, and saw that the other students were all studying and immediately turned around and continued to do the questions.

At the same time, Zhang Fan also sighed basically the same in his heart, he didn't work as hard as he does now in the month before the college entrance examination in his last life.

Ju Minghong told the news that Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing would take the college entrance examination in advance to the other subject teachers in their class, and swore that "I believe that the top science student in the college entrance examination next year will either be Jiang Lanqing or Zhang Fan." ”

Her idea was challenging, and the teachers of all subjects were also intrigued.

So Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing were forced to do so, facing the small stove that the teachers specially opened for them, they had to participate!

Originally, the learning progress in their class was faster than that of other classes, and the two of them were even ahead of the rest of the class.

There are also people who are dissatisfied with the teacher's partiality towards Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Fan, but when they think of the perverted results of these two people in the last monthly exam, they can only suppress this dissatisfaction in their hearts and urge themselves to study harder in the future.

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In the third evening self-study, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing were not in the classroom, but came to Ju Minghong's office.

They are going to receive her math Olympiad tutoring.

When the bell rang for the end of class, both of them breathed a sigh of relief and shook their faint heads vigorously.

"It's finally over. ”

Ju Minghong glared at them, and said angrily: "This is where to follow!"

I opened their workbook again and ticked a few questions with a red pen.

"You two go back and finish these three questions, and come to my office tomorrow at noon to check them. ”

"Ah, Sandao!" Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing exclaimed at the same time.

This is an Olympiad problem, and when they finish these three questions, they don't expect to play intimate games at night.

"Ahh Ju Minghong picked up the book and knocked on Zhang Fan's arm, this bastard must have thought of interceding by helping her massage again.

Zhang Fan didn't say that he and Jiang Lanqing were both people who had drunk Life No. 1, and they brought their own plug-ins.

He didn't know that Jiang Lanqing had already brought his own plug-in before drinking Life No. 1.

After massaging Ju Minghong's shoulders and head for a few minutes, he took Jiang Lanqing's hand and walked out of Ju Minghong's office.

Ju Minghong looked at their backs as they squeezed their shoulders with his hands, shaking his head back and forth, left and right, and the tiredness all over his body was indeed driven away.

Recalling the first time he had to massage himself with a dead face, he couldn't help laughing and muttered, "This kid's massage level is getting better and better." ”

When she got home, she had already made dinner.

The future girl is now expanding steadily, and she is not as busy as she was a while ago, and she will have extra time to take care of Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing's diet and daily life.

Seeing that Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing were both tired, they made a cheering gesture and encouraged them with vitality: "Stick to it, I also came here like this back then." ”

Zhang Fan glanced at Zhang Zhenzhen and ruthlessly exposed her lies. "Sister, you worked very hard at the beginning, but I can see that there is a stickman on your book, which shows that you ......"

"It's called a combination of work and rest. Zhang Zhenzhen knocked Zhang Fan's head, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, and said, "Come here to cook by yourself, I have recently become a maid for the two of you." ”

To tell the truth, Zhang Zhenzhen admitted that she was not as tired as they are now before the college entrance examination, but Zhang Fan still made her unhappy by not giving her face.

"Ya, I'm not going to help you serve dinner today. ”

The dinner was very rich, although it was not a big fish and meat, but it looked like it was all tonifying the body, and the only drawback was that it was too light.

"Sister Zhenzhen, did you forget to put spicy seeds again?" Jiang Lanqing kindly reminded.

Then she was also knocked on the head by Zhang Zhenzhen, who said proudly: "This is what I did according to the expert guidance on TV, highlighting one that does not destroy nutrition." ”

"So there is no taste. Zhang Fan complained on the side.

"Why doesn't it have a taste, there's oil flowers!" Zhang Zhenzhen picked up the soup spoon and took a spoonful of soup, staring at it carefully.

After speaking, he poured this spoonful of soup into Zhang Fan's bowl.

The expert also said that the nutrients of the ingredients are in the soup. ”

"In fact, many experts are liars. For the sake of his own oral administration in the future, Zhang Fan decided to correct Zhang Zhenzhen's blind worship of experts.

This is wrong and unacceptable.

"That's an expert from CCTV, not our local TV station. Zhang Zhenzhen said unconvinced.

"It's all the same, they can get on it if they give money, but one makes money by vulgar advertising, and the other makes money by creating a 'high' authority. Zhang Fan reminded.

Some middle-aged and elderly people have a heartfelt trust in CCTV, but they are miserable.

For example, in the current CCTV circulating broadcast of a health care product advertisement, within a few years, it will be scolded by the masses who discover the truth.

Zhang Fan's expression was very serious, and Zhang Zhenzhen nodded. "I know, I'm just saying it casually. ”

Thinking of what she discussed with Yang Mo recently, she asked Zhang Fan again: "Xiaofan, do you think it's better for us to advertise on CCTV or on Mango Channel?"

Future Girl is now ready for everything, only lack of popularity, compared to the customer's publicity, it is more important to rely on advertising to let the people who eat melons know, there is such a clothing brand called "Future Girl", her clothes are good-looking, high-quality and affordable.

Zhang Fan thought for a moment before answering. "Mango Terrace! Its audience is more compatible with our customers. ”

"Oh. Zhang Zhenzhen nodded and asked again, "Does the star invite Liu Yifei?"

Zhang Fan's casual remarks are still in her heart.

At this time, Zhang Fan's mind suddenly flashed an advertisement for a certain clothing brand that he saw in his later life, so he shook his head. "You don't need to invite celebrities. ”

Then he said: "I'll write a plan for you later, you find an advertisement to shoot according to my requirements, and the feedback should be very good." ”

"Got it. Zhang Zhenzhen nodded and agreed.

Then she remembered a very important thing, patted her forehead half hard, and said very annoyedly: "Why did I mention the company's affairs to you again, I obviously said that you should concentrate on studying." ”

"Sister Zhenzhen, you've said this many times. Jiang Lanqing joked with a smile on the side.

looked at Zhang Fan again, and said expectantly: "Wait a minute, I'll sit next to you and watch you write, and by the way, you can also teach me." ”

Zhang Fan didn't refuse, because he knew very well that it was useless for him to refuse, anyway, this girl would definitely make him agree.

He knows this very well.

By the time Zhang Fan relied on the memory in his mind to write the advertising plan for the future girl, the time was already twelve o'clock.

In fact, it didn't take much time for him to write, mainly because Jiang Lanqing, a curious baby, kept asking on the side.

"Why?"

There are some questions that Zhang Fan can't answer by himself, so he has to turn on the computer to find Mr. Baidu.

"Why are some of the ads so classic?"

The answers he got were varied, and there was no unified conclusion, so he had to introduce it in one sentence.

"A classic is a classic because it's a classic in its own right. ”

"Zhang Fan, you are suffering from secondary two diseases again. Jiang Lanqing patted Zhang Fan's head, picked up the advertising plan written by Zhang Fan and read it carefully, and then took it and walked towards Zhang Zhenzhen's bedroom.

"Am I a secondary school disease? Am I obviously a literary and artistic youth? Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's back and corrected her wrong speech.

Thinking of Bai Xue's birthday not long after, he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"This time there is no chance of being in the second place. ”

Whether it's him or Bai Xue, each other's main task now is to study, and there is no time for romance.

Thinking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao's call came, and the first thing he said was: "Zhang Fan, look at the penguin message, how to solve the math problem I sent?"

Zhang Fan opened the penguin chat, looked at Bai Xue's message, and suddenly patted his head.

"How did I forget this?"

After that, he immediately established a penguin colony and sent invitations to Bai Xue and Jiang Lanqing.

After a while, both of them agreed.

After Zhang Fan forwarded the picture sent to her by Bai Xue to the group, he called her phone and shouted to Jiang Lanqing: "Daughter-in-law, you help me solve it, I can't answer this question." ”

Knowing that Zhang Fan was doing this on purpose, Jiang Lanqing still walked over and took the mobile phone from him.

After kicking him half hard, he stared at the picture on the computer screen and said to the receiver of the mobile phone, "Hey!"

Zhang Fan watched Jiang Lanqing communicate with Bai Xue on the phone, with a smug smile on his face.

"One step closer. ”