After walking around the store, Zhang Yunqi finally chose a domestic Bird Hanxian machine, with a price tag of 3198.

The quality of the waveguide is OK, relatively cheap, and cost-effective.

He is now very short of money on hand, buying a house, buying a rent, a façade plus decoration, as well as 7788 dots and 35,000 yuan paid for the 3,000 handheld machines, after a meal, he only has 20,000 yuan left on hand, he has to save some flowers, and the BP machine can be used to buy it, anyway, it won't be long before it will be eliminated, as for what to support domestic products, then it is still necessary, let's speak with quality.

Since last year's great man's southern tour, the era of the socialist market economy has arrived, since it is a market economy, then we should abide by the laws of the market economy, survival of the fittest, and speak by product quality.

The ability of the Chinese to invent and create has been proven countless times in the past 5,000 years, and on the runway of history, we often lead the development of science and technology on this earth.

After buying a BP machine, Zhang Yunqi and Ji Ling went to Ximen Street to play.

The two of them bought a big bag of snacks on the street, ate and walked around for a whole afternoon.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky changed a little, and there were muffled thunders rolling from time to time, when Zhang Yunqi and Ji Ling walked to the section of the Yellow Pavilion, a fine and dense spring rain fell, Zhang Yunqi originally wanted to buy an umbrella, but Ji Ling squinted and shouted with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, let's go back in the rain, okay?"

Before Zhang Yunqi could speak, Ji Ling pulled him and rushed into the rain.

The strength of this girl's personality can be seen.

A cool feeling spread from the top of his head to his heart, Zhang Yunqi felt quite comfortable, and washed away the tiredness on his body.

Ji Ling walked briskly like a walk in the sun, her neat short hair was quickly drenched, water droplets came down from her slightly messy sideburns, and quickly slid down on that delicate little face, and a wild but clear beauty appeared on her, like Natalie Portman, the heroine of the movie "This Killer Is Not Too Cold".

"Xiao Zhang, have you ever deliberately rained?"

"Yes, a long time ago. ”

"Do you like the rain?"

"It's okay, when it's raining when you're tired, you feel relaxed. ”

"Then do you think I'm a psychopath? I often pull you to bask in the sun at school, but I still love the rain. ”

"Why, you have your personality, I think it's good anyway. Zhang Yunqi can actually understand the inner feelings of this little girl, since I met her, she is like this, her dual personality is more obvious, she likes to be lively, she also likes to be alone, she loves to laugh, but her temper is not very good, like a thorn, but she is never willing to hurt others.

The two walked in the spring rain, walked through the crowded streets, and Ji Ling, who walked in front, was in a good mood, jumping and stepping on the water, with light steps like a deer.

From Beimen Street to the south, through Wang'erzhuang, gradually approaching the water pavilion and cloud capital, it was already dark at that time, the road was full of vehicles, the street lights and car lights were intertwined and flashing, the girl next to him kept holding his arm, despite the rain, but the smile on her little face was like sunshine, Zhang Yunqi's heart suddenly gushed out an inexplicable warmth.

Years later, he often remembered this feeling in the crowd.

The weekend passed quickly.

Monday.

Zhang Yunqi went to school as usual.

After lunch after class, he went to the school gate outside the rented façade to see, the construction team went back to eat, at noon they had two hours of rest, only the eldest brother Zhang Yunfeng in the store, because the decoration is more difficult, the progress is a little slow, at present only to carry out the water and electricity transformation, the load-bearing wall has been reinforced, is installing the glass door, bricking, wall paint, lobby ceiling and the like have not been done.

Zhang Yunqi said to his eldest brother Zhang Yunfeng, who was eating a boxed lunch: "This progress is a bit slow, we still have to speed up, how do you have to decorate and open the powder shop before the Qingming Festival, so slowly, a semester will pass, let's open a store next to the school, the customer flow is counting on the students, and when the summer vacation is over, there will be no business for two months." ”

Zhang Yunfeng has been thinking about this problem, as soon as his younger brother said this, he put it on the chopsticks and said: "That's it, wait for the construction team to come over in the afternoon, I'll discuss it with them, it's a big deal to pay more, and call them to work at night." ”

Zhang Yunqi said it, thought about it, and asked again: "By the way, brother, haven't you met Sister Xiaonan in these days of decorating?"

Zhang Yunfeng's dark and thin face turned red all of a sudden, and he shook his head and said, "No." ”

Zhang Yunqi smiled: "Do you want me to go to her and talk to her?"

Zhang Yunfeng hurriedly shook his head: "There's no need for this." ”

Zhang Yunqi said yes, and chatted casually with his eldest brother before he turned around and went back to school.

Recently, the school has been very lively, because after more than half a month, after the Qingming Festival, it is the 88th anniversary of the establishment of the city's No. 1 Middle School, and the school leaders want to hold the 88th anniversary of the school art show. Zhang Yunqi still heard this from Wang Xiaokai's mouth, and he has never cared much about school affairs.

City No. 1 Middle School has a long history, tracing back to the source, can be counted to Guangxu 32 years, that is, the Gregorian calendar 1906, at that time Jiangchuan City No. 1 Middle School called Jiangchuan Government Middle School, because of the turbulent situation several times relocated, during the Northern Expedition War, because Jiangchuan City is located in the Western Front battlefield, but also stopped for a long time, after the founding of New China, the city No. 1 Middle School listed the provincial key middle school, 89 years and turned into a provincial experimental middle school, and gradually became awesome.

Wang Daozhong, the principal of the city's No. 1 Middle School, is obviously a person who is happy to make great achievements, except for the fresh graduates who are about to face the college entrance examination, for this school celebration, he mobilized the teachers and students of the whole school, but also, he has reached the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, and in the first half of his life, he suffered and did not eat less.

This school celebration art show also has a share of the 168 class, the 168 class is going to have a program, and the class leader Lin Yueying called on everyone to sign up for the collective honor of the class in the afternoon self-study class all day long, but there is no one who really signs up, for no other reason, it is a fucking chicken.

As a class leader, Lin Yueying is still very responsible, she is enthusiastic and dedicated, takes the initiative to solve the problems she can solve for her classmates, has strong administrative ability, and demands herself every day according to the standards of the Secretary-General of the United Nations.

There is really no way to do it later, Lin Yueying lowered her face and held the notebook to talk with one classmate after another, and when she talked about Zhang Yunqi here, Zhang Yunqi said with a smile: "I won't report the name, but I can give you the idea." ”