Chapter Ninety-Nine: Luan Feng's Pursuit

Tang Zhuang also had this question, when he reached the finish line, he saw that Wan Feng's face did not change color and his heart did not beat, as if what he had experienced just now was not a three-thousand-meter run but a walk.

"That's the level of your sports school? ”

Wan Feng walked in front of Tang Zhuang, leaving a fluttering sentence behind him.

Tang Zhuang's eyes were on fire when he faced Wan Feng's back.

When he walked past the rostrum, Wan Feng stopped and looked at Zhang Xushao defiantly for a few seconds.

Didn't you say that the people in your sports school could throw Lao Tzu around by pulling out one casually, didn't your face hurt this time?

Wan Feng walked back to the location of Jiangwei School with his head held high.

How ugly Zhang Xushao's face was, how could he not know that Wan Feng was demonstrating to him.

Unexpectedly, this student who made a bad impression on him at the first meeting turned out to be a long-distance running genius, and he wiped out all the members of his school.

This time it's a big shame.

If this guy is trained properly, he will be a national champion at the bottom!

Such a thought came to Zhang Xushao's heart strangely, but when Wan Feng looked at him with a provocative gaze, this thought immediately disappeared.

No matter how good you are, you can run again, I won't look for you, your road to being a national champion is blocked for you here by me!

Zhang Xushao was ruthless in his heart, but how did he know that he would definitely not go even if he was looking for Wan Feng.

Wan Feng didn't want to be a national champion, so he returned to the school and sat down at the table.

Luan Feng took out a handkerchief out of nowhere and wiped Wan Feng's sweat with a hippie smile, and was glared back by Wan Feng.

"Xu Bin! ”

Xu Bin proudly went to accept the award, and deliberately said when passing by Li Guang: "We are the first in the overall score, are you jealous?"

Li Guang's face turned purple.

The poorest brigade of the Warrior Commune actually won the first place in the overall score of the primary school group, where is the reason?

"Do you still run 5,000 meters?" Li Yi asked Wan Feng, if 5,000 meters Wan Feng did not participate, then all the competitions of Jiangwei School would be over, and the students could move freely, and they would go home after the closing ceremony.

Wan Feng shook his head: "Don't run, my goal has been achieved, there's no point in running anymore." ”

The decision was made at the end of the 3,000-meter run.

Just slap him in the face once, and the effect of another slap won't be much stronger than the first time, so he won't be unjust, and he can earn three cents when he has time to buy a popsicle.

Hearing that Wan Feng would not participate in the 5,000-meter race, Li Yi also began to organize the students to pack up their things and retreat after the closing ceremony.

The two-day sports meeting finally came to an end, and as soon as the closing ceremony ended, Jiangwei School returned to Jiangwei with the certificate of first place in the primary school group.

Li Yi announced his dissolution after a few simple words.

Wan Feng and Xu Bin, Jiang Jun, and Luan Feng came down from the mountain, and when they passed by Xu Bin's house, Wan Feng didn't go in, and Xu Meilin bit his fingers and looked at him with a look that made his stomach hurt.

In fact, he really wanted to bring two popsicles back to her, but he couldn't bring them back.

After crossing the small river at the edge of Xiaoshutun Village, Jiang Jun also said goodbye to them and stepped on the path leading to the Waqian team.

Now there are only Wan Feng and Luan Feng left.

"How much money did you make in the afternoon?"

"Guess?" Luan Feng asked playfully.

"Four?"

"It's not fun at all. Luan Feng pouted and muttered, but as soon as she turned her face, she was elated.

"I sold a total of four hundred and thirty pieces, and I earned four and three cents plus two in the morning, and I can buy a new set of clothes. ”

Women are like this, and when they have money, they dress up and show off their flowers, and then go out to attract bees and butterflies.

"Shall I make one for you?"

Wan Feng didn't understand: "Make me one?"

"Didn't you force me to earn this money, and I would like to thank you for making one. ”

"Pull it down, you better keep the money, I don't care about clothes, as long as I don't have just my ass. ”

As soon as Wan Feng said bare-ass, Luan Feng's face turned red inexplicably.

"I have more than six pieces now, and I can buy more than ten feet of cloth, and it should be enough to make a set and bring one. Luan Fengwu is still looking forward to it.

"Do you have a cloth ticket?"

"Nope. ”

"Your ideal is equal to a fantasy, and there is no use for a bird. ”

"Who said it, I don't have someone else, I remember my sister's family has it, I went to ask for some. ”

As soon as Wan Feng heard that Luan Feng and her sister had come out again, he had to quickly divert his attention, otherwise this thing would pester him to take her to her sister's house again.

"Do you know how to make clothes?"

Luan Feng shook his head: "No, but I will make insoles." ”

What's the use of that? Insoles can't be worn as clothes.

Wan Feng thought for a while: "Then do you like to make clothes?"

"I like to make clothes, and I often fantasize about making new things myself. ”

If Luan Feng is a fashion designer, Wan Feng would rather believe that she has a future in learning wrestling.

"Is there anyone in the Wahou team who can make clothes?"

Luan Feng shook his head again: "No." ”

"You said I'll send you to a ready-to-wear shop to make clothes, how about when you learn to open your own ready-to-wear shop?"

At that time, the place where clothes were made was called garment shops in the north.

Since Luan Feng likes to make clothes, let her learn to make clothes and open a clothing factory or something in the future.

Wan Feng remembers that in two years, some chemical fiber production lines imported by the country from the West will completely solve the problem of domestic fabric shortage, and people have begun to have higher requirements for wearing, and the garment processing industry will be prosperous for a long time.

If the brick and tile factory can make a profit, it will not be a big deal to open a garment factory next year, so why not buy a few sewing machines?

As for the cloth tickets, you can go to the four towns and eight miles to collect them, anyway, there are many people's cloth tickets that can't be wasted at all.

At that time, most of the cloth tickets were issued by the state according to the person's hair, ranging from a few feet to more than ten feet per person a year, but most families in the countryside could hardly use these cloth tickets because they had no money to buy them.

So that's a staggering number.

If they open a garment factory and spend money to collect cloth tickets, it solves the problem of cloth sources, and it is also an additional income for those families who have no cloth tickets, which is a win-win situation.

"Okay, okay!" Luan Feng was so happy that he jumped high, and if he had wings under his ribs, he would probably fly into the sky.

"But where to study?" Luan Feng's happiness fell into sorrow without holding the *** bell.

This doesn't seem to be a problem, there are clothes in the trading warehouse and supply and marketing cooperatives of Gushan Commune, so wouldn't it be over if you go to worship a master.

As for whether they accept apprentices or not, it is not a difficult matter.

Money can make ghosts grind, Wan Feng doesn't think it's a difficult thing, he doesn't believe that anyone will get along with money.