Chapter 64: The Gift
After getting off the bus, Feng Yiming quickened his pace, and saw the empty door of the Sanwei Book House from a distance, so he put his mind at ease and looked at his watch, there were still three or four minutes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Feng Yiming has been carefully preparing all morning, who knows that at noon Li Yu temporarily called over, preparing to open eleven years ago The two chain Internet cafes had someone to make trouble, Feng Yiming couldn't rush over, but the troublemakers had withdrawn, Feng Yiming told Luo Yun to check the bottom of the gangsters, open the door to do serious business and not gather people to burn incense and mix the community, it is not good to fight and kill, and Feng Yiming will not be stingy with the money that should be paid, I don't know if these gangsters are seeking money or specifically coming to make trouble.
Standing at the door for a few minutes, Feng Yiming looked at his watch again, it had been a minute, since Zhang Jingjing was a minute late for the first date, the girl had never been late, Feng Yiming was a little hesitant, although he knew Zhang Jingjing's home phone, would she be arrested by her family if she called at this time.
Suddenly, there was a crisp knocking sound by the glass window behind him, Feng Yiming looked back, Zhang Jingjing was standing by the window of the bookstore, smiling and holding up the book in his hand to signal, he had not met for more than two months, Feng Yiming did not rush into the bookstore, stood in place, and carefully looked at the girl in front of him.
Adolescent girls seem to have grown a little bigger, taller, and even more slender waist and long legs, Feng Yiming pondered in his heart, it's been a year, and he hasn't held hands yet, even if Feng Yiming enjoys the youth and beauty of underground love in the campus era, he can't help but feel a little resentful.
It wasn't until Zhang Jingjing closed the window with a straight face that Feng Yiming walked into the bookstore, "Didn't you say that there was a gift for me?"
Zhang Jingjing was still wearing the ugly old-fashioned black-framed glasses, "Well, I brought them back from the capital." ”
Feng Yiming watched the girl's hands reach into the schoolbag, and said with a smile, "You take it out first." Zhang Jingjing blinked, with a small expectation in her heart.
"Look, this is what my grandfather gave me, and I will pass it on to you today. ”
Feng Yiming, who usually likes to read "Golden Vase Plum" the most, looked at this "Caigen Tan" a little dizzy, although he likes history and classical literature, but he really can't read such a book, Feng Yiming smiled bitterly and said: "Your grandfather gave you, it's not appropriate to give it to me." ”
Zhang Jingjing pouted: "I don't like it, I can't understand it." ”
Feng Yiming in his previous life also read "Caigen Tan" several times, but he didn't gain anything, once an old man who had a great influence on Feng Yiming once said that without a very thorough understanding of life, without his own life experience, he couldn't smooth out his inner fluctuations, and he couldn't really understand this "Caigen Tan".
"Alas, you think too highly of me, and if it were another twenty years, I might be able to read it. Feng Yiming thought to himself that after experiencing all the things in his previous life, he might be able to calm down and truly taste some of the essence of this "Caigen Tan".
Feng Yiming put the book into his schoolbag, inadvertently saw the hope in the girl's eyes, smiled and took out a document bag and handed it over, Zhang Jingjing opened it and looked at it, suddenly stuffed it back, turned his head to look at the customers shuttling back and forth around him, suppressed the excitement in his heart and glared at the boy fiercely.
Feng Yiming always draws a few sketches of Zhang Jingjing every night before going to bed during the summer vacation, and has accumulated more than 100 of them now, Feng Yiming picked dozens of them and brought them to the girl with more satisfaction, Zhang Jingjing pulled Feng Yiming to turn around, and secretly took out the sketch from the file bag, Feng Yiming stared at the girl's slightly reddened, crystal clear ears, and whispered: "I miss you every day, I can't sleep if I don't draw a few pictures at night, and it's natural to get used to it." ”
Zhang Jingjing's corner of her eyes saw that the boy's hand had been secretly stretched out, coughed lightly, and retracted her hand with a "whoosh", Zhang Jingjing put away the sketch and turned her head to look at Feng Yiming, who was looking left and right, and put away her smile: "I have to report to school in the afternoon, don't you have anything to do?"
"Why don't I go with you?" Feng Yiming said hesitantly, looking at the girl who didn't speak, Feng Yiming drooped his head: "Okay, you go to school to report, I have something else." ”
Zhang Jingjing held back a smile and nodded with satisfaction, "How many classes did you choose?"
"Class 3, the head teacher is Teacher Liu, from the Chinese group, and my mother has a good relationship, good temper, patient, just a mother-in-law's mouth, can nag people to death. ”
Zhang Jingjing knew that Feng Yiming would definitely choose a class with her, and asked, "Who is the English teacher?"
"Teachers who have just graduated from Normal University, I don't know what the level is, but after the liberal arts and sciences are divided, they will definitely have to be changed, and the teachers who have just graduated and entered the school will not immediately take the classes of the third year of high school, the old rules of the city No. 1 Middle School. Feng Yiming knew the girl's little thoughts, and always wanted to hold back his head on English, and joked with a smile: "Actually, English is the most effective method I taught you, Shakespeare's English poems are too classical and difficult to memorize, why don't you start memorizing from the books you have read "Jane Eyre" and "Wuthering Heights"?"
Zhang Jingjing glanced at her angrily, "I'm sorry to say, your English is better than mine, so how many books will you memorize for me?"
Feng Yiming touched his nose and changed the topic: "How about going to the capital this time?"
"It's okay, I go once a year during the summer vacation, and my grandparents are in the capital. Zhang Jingjing looked at the bus that happened to be coming and said, "My mother said that universities can only be picked in two places: the capital and SH. ”
The meaning is obvious, either struggle together or support hard, and which one to choose depends on your own ability.
Looking at Zhang Jingjing, who had a calm face but a slightly trembling voice, Feng Yiming smiled, showing his confidence in the girl for the first time, "Whatever, anywhere, believe me, I can catch up with you." ”
Zhang Jingjing blushed slightly, "I believe you, but you know ......"
Feng Yiming interrupted the girl's words and said gently: "Yes, I know, we all live in an extremely realistic society, no one can live a free life without all this, you believe me, I also believe in myself, the key is to make others believe in it." ”
Zhang Jingjing nodded, "So, the past three years are a start, let's work hard first, how to get the fragrance of plum blossoms without going through a cold bone." ”
"Yes. Feng Yiming hung his head and said: "So, in the past three years, our task is to study hard and make progress every day?"
The girl burst out laughing, "It's good to know, by the way, which class is Ye Zizi in?"
Feng Yiming replied: "In the next class, Class 4, Ye Zizi's English and mathematics are not sharp, and the mathematics teacher in Class 4 is a well-known provincial special teacher, so I chose Class 4, and ......."
Zhang Jingjing tilted her head, wrinkled her nose, and said angrily: "Okay, needless to say, you childhood sweethearts, she has already told me a lot." ”
"Hey, hey, you listen to me first......" Feng Yiming looked at Zhang Jingjing who had entered the bus, shook his head with a wry smile, Ye Zi came to make a big fuss in the morning, and he still wanted to show his performance today, but he didn't expect Zhang Jingjing to ignore it at all.