Today is the Lunar New Year, I wish all the book friends who have subscribed, rewarded, voted for the old blind, and sent book reviews to support the old blind, happy New Year! All the best! All wishes come true! Make a fortune in the coming year, make a fortune, make a windfall! Good luck, good luck, go lucky with peach blossoms!

Another: For the sake of both the small year and the big year, I have been working hard and dare not slack off for a day, can I reward a piece :)

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On Monday, Wang Bo, who had disappeared for a week, returned to the classroom of the seventh class of the second year of high school, and unsurprisingly, it immediately attracted the concern and condolences of a group of people, who asked him if his "enteritis" had been cured.

Wang Bo energetically hugged his fists and replied to his classmates, "I won't die in a catastrophe", and then flashed back to his seat.

"Morning, Xiaoqing, Wen Jian, Li Yang!" Wang Bo greeted his three neighbors with a smile, but attracted the same roll of their eyes.

"I've just recovered from a serious illness, and you welcome me like this? It's so unconscionable, isn't it?" Wang Bo made a sad expression of "Xizi holds his heart".

"Cut!" Liao Xiaoqing said disdainfully.

"Are you pretending to fight there!" Li Yang continued to roll his eyes, then stared at Wang Bo and said curiously, "Honestly, where did you fool around last week?"

Only Lin Wenjian gave Wang Bo two thumbs up, and said with admiration: "Brother Bo, it's still your cow!"

"What the hell, I'm going to change Huaxia!" Wang Bo said as he took out his language book.

"Cut, you still save the world!" Li Yang was willing to believe. The other two looked at Wang Bo in disbelief. Wang Bo shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly. "I've rarely panicked, but if you don't believe it, I can't help it!"

"It's strange to believe you!"

The bell rang for the morning reading, and Li Yang and Lin Wenjian in the front row didn't inquire about Wang Bo's "work in the field" last week, and turned around with regret. At this time, Liao Xiaoqing put a stack of letters in front of Wang Bo and said with a mocking face: "You didn't come last week." This is what the squad leader told me to pass it on to you. It's enough for you today!"

"The letters are all for me, why are there so many?" Wang Bo was extremely surprised to pick up the stack of letters in front of him, which had at least a dozen letters, and quickly browsed the cover, but saw most of the letters. Only the name and address of the recipient are written, that is, "Sifang Middle School Senior 27 Class, Wang Bo (Receiving)", or "Sifang Middle School Senior 27 Class 7 Wang Zi'an (Receiving)". The sender's name and address are mostly blank. Occasionally one or two letters were left with an address. Wang Bo took a look. However, it is the "third year of junior high school in Sifang Middle School" and "the first year of high school in Sifang Middle School", only the grades are left, but the specific classes are not left.

And the sender's name, but not a single one!

Wang Bo suddenly understood: Needless to say, this stack of letters is basically all from his admirers in the fourth middle school!

I have fans too! Wang Bo smiled proudly.

Liao Xiaoqing saw the surprise and excitement on Wang Bo's face clearly, and his heart was a little sour. But he explained to him, "You're a celebrity now! Some of them are sticking stamps and going to the post office, and some of them are coming to work to find you. Didn't find it. Then ask the squad leader to hand it over. The squad leader gave it to me. ”

"Hehe, thank you then!" Wang Bo said with a bright face, his mood was overjoyed, and he resisted the urge to open a letter and read it immediately, and stuffed all the letters into his school bag.

"Why don't you take it apart?" asked Liao Xiaoqing with squinted eyes.

"What's so good-looking? It's all the disease-free of some young boys and girls who love fantasy**, or 'teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say sorrow for new words', don't look at it!" Wang Bo restrained his smile, opened the language book, and said that it was a duplicity.

If he hadn't seen the excitement and joy on Wang Bo's face just now when he was holding the letter in his hand, Liao Xiaoqing might have believed Wang Bo's words, but now that he said this, Liao Xiaoqing suddenly felt that the person in front of him was so fake!

"Fake fight!" Liao Xiaoqing glared at Wang Bo dissatisfied, and said Li Yang's mantra.

In this regard, Wang Bo turned a deaf ear and remained unmoved, proudly looking through some ancient poems in the books that lacked interest to him.

In the morning, there was a math class with Xiao Jinsong, the head teacher. After math class, Xiao Jinsong specially called Wang Bo to the corridor outside the classroom, and asked him how his "enteritis" was like the classmates who came into the classroom in the morning and cared about him. Wang Bo's face did not change and said that it was much better, and thanked Mr. Xiao for his concern. Xiao Jinsong nodded reassuringly, and said with a smile That's good, let him pay attention to the combination of work and rest when studying, don't get tired. He pulled down a week's course last week, and if needed, he could open a small stove for him to make up for it. He also greeted the teachers of several other subjects, and if he didn't understand anything, he could go to them privately.

Wang Bo was still calm and calm at first, and his face did not change, but as soon as Xiao Jinsong said this, he suddenly became ashamed. When he had dinner with his parents and staff last night, Guan Ping told him that the day after he left the Quartet, two classmates from his class came to visit him with nutritional supplements, hoping that they would tell Wang Bo the ward number at the People's Hospital and that they wanted to visit their classmates. Wang Bo, who pretended to be sick, had a ghost ward number, but Guan Ping and Tian Xin's two daughters had already been greeted by him in advance and knew how to deal with it. Guan Ping immediately told Liao Xiaoqing and squad leader Wu Wei who came to see him that Wang Bo's condition had deteriorated and he had been transferred to West China Hospital in Chengshi. The two who didn't see Wang Bo had to leave two cans of malt milk essence and a bag of fruit, and went back to the head teacher with regret and worry.

"Well, probably because I don't exercise much, and my physical fitness is a little poor. Some time ago, for the joint entrance examination, I used some overwork. After the joint entrance examination, my mother gave me too many delicious foods, and some of them were not replenished. That, Mr. Xiao, thank you for your concern. I will try to pay attention to rest, exercise more, and rest more in the future. I have also learned a lot of homework in the bed of West China Hospital, and I basically understand it now, if I encounter someone who can't understand it, I will come to ask you. Wang Bo was a little afraid to look at the unpretentious and sincere face of his head teacher, and just wanted to end this kind of conversation where one lie followed another by another as soon as possible. The more seamless his lies were, the more convinced Xiao Jinsong became. The more he felt apologetic and ashamed, the more he lost the pride he had after pretending to be sick and lying for the first time.

"Oh!" Xiao Jinsong was stunned by the "void is not replenished" in Wang Bo's mouth, and then he remembered that this "senior apprentice" standing in front of him used to be a well-known difficult household in the class. Now that I have suddenly made a fortune, my parents love their son, it must be a whole day of big fish and meat, but the result is not replenished, how long has it been, I have eaten twice in a row until I vomit and diarrhea, and my intestines are inflamed and I have to be hospitalized. It's really a miracle. Xiao Jinsong forcibly suppressed his urge to laugh and waved his hand at Wang Bo, "Well, then you can rest more." More than enough is too much. In the future, we must pay attention to the combination of work and rest! Let's do the now. ”

"Okay, Teacher Xiao!" Wang Bo nodded at Xiao Jinsong and ran away.

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These two days of the National Day. Liang Ya has always been a little uneasy. Because she thought of the fact that when she met Wang Bo a week ago, the other party invited her to participate in the "English salon", and she agreed. If Liang Ya initially agreed to participate in Wang Bo's "English Salon" because of curiosity and a real desire to improve her English scores. After the National Day performance, she had some indescribable other expectations in her heart. She not only hoped that Wang Bo would not set up an "English Salon" so quickly, so that he would not come to invite her so quickly, and also hoped that the other party's "English Salon" could be established earlier, so that she could also "improve" her English scores as soon as possible.

In short, in the two days of the National Day holiday, Liang Ya's heart is like an extra balance that constantly adjusts the weights on both sides, sometimes leaning to the left. Sometimes it slanted to the right, which made her a little swaying. There are some "worries", "fears", and some yearnings!

This tangled and expectant mood reached its peak after the holiday, so that when she came to class on Tuesday and did recess exercises in the second class in the morning, she had to find an excuse to stay in the classroom and did not dare to go down to do exercises. She was worried that she would go down and, and the guy stopped herself in front of the crowd like he had given him a cassette tape not long ago. The other party's behavior last time has caused some gossip in the class and grade, and if it happens again this time, with the other party's current status among the students of the fourth middle school, like a myth and legend, Liang Ya doesn't know what kind of sensation and misunderstanding it will cause.

Liang Ya not only didn't do exercises, but on the first day after the National Day, in addition to going to the toilet twice, she didn't even go to the corridor outside the classroom once, and stayed in the classroom almost all day.

The next day, it was time for recess exercises. Liang Ya, who was nervous, walked to the playground with the reed at the same table holding hands, carefully observing the position where Wang Bo of Class 7 often stands, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that this guy did not come! Liang Ya's uneasy heart was suddenly relaxed, and when the music sounded, she started to exercise freely and freely.

However, on the third day, that is, Thursday, Liang Ya still did not see Wang Bo's shadow in the playground, her happiness suddenly turned into worry.

Why didn't he come to do the exercises for two days? Is there something wrong? Liang Ya began to think about the reason why Wang Bo didn't come to do the exercises.

In order to find out the reason why Wang Bo didn't come to do the exercises, after the third class in the morning, Liang Ya took the initiative to invite her table mates to go out for a walk, and when she arrived at the sixth class classroom, Liang Ya did not turn back as usual, but continued to move forward and walked towards the corridor of the seventh class.

Liang Ya's behavior was definitely unprecedented in Lu Wei's opinion, and he immediately smiled and quipped: "Hehe, some people's spring hearts are beginning to ripple! Yaya, I finally can't help it?"

Lu Wei's unscrupulous ridicule suddenly made Liang Ya's face flush with shame, and she slapped her table mate with her little fist, and said with a flushed face: "Why are you so ugly? I don't bother to pay attention to you!"

Lu Wei hurriedly grabbed Liang Ya and apologized: "Oops! I was wrong! I damn it! I'm talking nonsense! It's okay now, right? Yaya, let's go forward and go back from the air corridor in front." After speaking, regardless of whether Liang Ya agreed or not, she took her friend's arm and walked forward.

Liang Ya had steps, and she really wanted to see if "that person" was not in the class, so she let the reeds drag her forward, but her face was still "angry" and "reluctant", and she wanted to laugh when she saw the reeds on the side.

"That person" is not in the classroom!

"Maybe something went out. Otherwise, let me ask Luo Chen if he has been here for the past two days?" Lu Wei whispered to Liang Ya. Luo Chen was Lu Wei's junior high school classmate, and when he arrived at high school, Luo Chen was placed in Class 7, and Lu Wei entered Class 9.

The flush on Liang Ya's face has not completely faded, and as soon as Lu Wei said this, the red tide that had just receded dyed her cheeks red again, but this time Liang Ya did not "get angry", but pretended to be calm and said: "Who went out, are you looking for someone?"

"Yes, I'm going to find someone who can sing and dance, and his grades are super good, and see where he has run in the past two days. Hee-hee!" Lu Wei "hee-hee" smiled, where did he make such a joke with Liang Ya.

"Then you can go and find it!" Liang Ya was finally defeated, shook off the reed's hand, and hurriedly walked towards the air corridor in front of her.

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Luo Chen is played by the VIP book friend "Diao Silk Brother".

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But please remember that the originator of "WeChat flow" is "Send a WeChat to Heaven" written by "The Rhythm Under the Lamp"! The guarantee of character, the success of market testing, like relaxed, funny, cool text should not be missed!

Here's the synopsis:

When Qin Fen's mobile phone WeChat shook out of the circle of friends in Heavenly Court, he found that his life had changed, but the changes in Heavenly Court were even more terrifying.

If you want a golden idea, okay, take things in exchange, I'm not a picky eater.

Supermarkets, strings of incense, and a series of familiar things have had an impact on the original Heavenly Court.

Qin Fen looked at the products of Heavenly Court and found that he seemed to be about to make a fortune. Farming, counting money, so much to do.

Do I eat the peach first, or the ninth turn of the golden pill. (To be continued.) )