On Sunday, there were no plans for a trip at home. Yesterday I played all day, today I have a good repair at home, and tomorrow is Monday. Meng Fanzhu still got up early, Lele was not lazy, his younger brother has realized the fun of practicing boxing, brothers, you teach me to learn and have fun.

Breakfast was made by Meng Fanzhu. Boiled millet porridge, put some chopped yam cubes, wolfberries and pitted red dates, shallots mixed with tofu, shredded potatoes, and fried 4 one-sided poached eggs. Let Lele go to the baked cake shop at the door and buy a few freshly baked baked cakes, and live together.

Yesterday it was possible that I had done some kind of time-consuming and laborious exercise, and my father, who had gone to bed late and got up late, walked into the dining room yawning and found that breakfast had been served, and was very pleased with the recent performance of the brothers.

When Meng Fanzhu told him that he had deliberately put yams, wolfberries and red dates in the porridge, he raised his eyes and saw the smile on the corner of his eldest son's mouth, which was a little embarrassing. lamented that the current bear child understands everything and is precocious, and retreats in embarrassment under the pretext of telling his mother to get up.

After breakfast, it seems that in order to reward my father's performance yesterday, my mother Zhang Luo played against the master, which should be the greenest poker game popular in the Northeast. As a team of two, you can level up, so you don't need to make bets to add fun, and it's also Dad's favorite family game. But the result hurt my dad a lot, and my mom's poker skills made the brothers feel like they had become three against one. The brothers looked at their father's expression of wanting to say but being afraid of being said, and couldn't help but say it, and they were deeply sympathetic. In the end, when the brothers were upgraded to K, and the parents were not yet promoted, the father finally couldn't bear it anymore, and ran to the kitchen to heal his injuries on the grounds of making ribs at noon, and swore in his heart for the 101st time that he would never play against the master at home again!

In the afternoon, Meng Fanzhu continued to write novels, and today he can finish the manuscript in a hurry. For dinner, I made four dishes and one soup according to the recipe on Du Niang, and I obviously felt the progress of my cooking skills. After that, I wrote until late at night, and finally finished the whole novel. Nail the manuscript into seven copies with a stapler and put it in a large envelope, and mail it tomorrow. The first step of the plan has been completed by myself, and the success depends on the feedback from the magazine.

On June 14th, as if taking care of Meng Fanzhu's mood, the weather was very sunny. After all the work in the morning, Meng Fanzhu arrived at the post office at 9 o'clock, filled out the EMS express delivery form according to the address of Sprout Magazine, wrapped the large envelope containing the manuscript, handed it to the staff, and watched the package loaded with his dream be put into the mail bag, and turned to leave.

Walking to the ninth middle school, it was less than 10 o'clock when I looked at the watch, and the third class should have just begun, and there was no one in the playground. I didn't rush to find Mr. Huang, standing under the big poplar tree next to the basketball court and looking at the campus nostalgically, while waiting for Anya.

was counting the mottled points of light that were transmitted from between the leaves to the ground, and when he heard someone shouting to himself, he looked back and saw that it was Li Yuhan, a literary and art clerk. Li Yuhan asked, "Meng Fanzhu, what are you doing here?" I was about to call you. ”

"The show?" Meng Fanzhu automatically ignored the first question and asked rhetorically. Knowing that he couldn't run away, after borrowing the music teacher's guitar to show off playing and singing at the class meeting on the first year of high school, Li Yuhan would find himself whenever the class needed a program. Meng Fanzhu still admires all the literary and artistic activities of Class 2 in the school, from organizing programs to individual performances, and this girl is responsible for it, spending a lot of time and energy.

"Yes, you can play a guitar and sing, you also know the situation of our class. You add me, it's only two, and there's still one missing. I heard that the school had a piano in the auditorium after the Spring Festival, so I will confirm with Mr. Huang later, and then ask Anya if she can put on a show. Li Yuhan was a little worried.

"I'm fine. Meng Fanzhu readily agreed. Sending Li Yuhan away, I didn't say that Anya would come to school in the morning, after all, this is a little tacit understanding between myself and Anya, I don't want others to know, maybe Li Yuhan will leave in a while.

Finally, Anya, who was dressed in a white dress, arrived. The breeze chased her long shawl hair, and the sun reflected her beautiful face. The girl's light steps are like a white lotus in front of the Buddha, from the spiritual mountain into the red dust, and also into the boy's heart. Meng Fanzhu felt that he would never forget this picture in his life.

Seeing Meng Fanzhu kicking a stone under the tree, Anya's eyes lit up, and she walked straight over and asked softly, "Have you been waiting for a long time?" The pleasant voice made people feel happy.

"I said I had just arrived. Yes, it just arrived, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. Meng Fanzhu couldn't help but want to tease this fairy-like girl in the clouds, looking at her reddened ears or blushing appearance, she could always satisfy the bad taste of the mind, maybe in this way she could feel that she was in the same world as the girl, instead of looking up at her as if she was in another world.

"Why don't you believe it, so I don't have any regrets about being late. After saying that, Anya turned around and walked towards the teaching building. Feeling that the girl was much more lively today, Meng Fanzhu chased after her.

Meng Fanzhu didn't expect that Li Yuhan was still in the office for such a long time, and when he saw the literary and art committee member glaring at him secretly, he knew that he blamed himself for not telling her that Anya would come. Meng Fanzhu touched his nose awkwardly, and Anya handed the volunteer form to Teacher Huang, except for personal information, everything else was exactly the same, only one form volunteered for the Department of Chinese Language and Literature of Peking University Middle Chinese. Teacher Huang, who has worked in high school for more than 20 years, encountered this situation for the first time, but he still responsibly confirmed the last attitude of the two. Li Yuhan also asked Anya for her opinion, and after Anya agreed, she was obviously relieved, and explained that she would report the show to her tomorrow and come to the school for rehearsal at 9 o'clock in the morning on Friday.

Walking out of the teaching building and walking on the playground of No. 9 Middle School, the afternoon sun was dazzling and bright, and the leaves were blown by the wind and there was a loud sound. Meng Fanzhu walked beside Anya, smelling the fragrance of the girl from time to time on the tip of her nose, and a particularly warm feeling surged in her heart. Seeing that he was about to arrive at the school gate, Meng Fanzhu seized the opportunity to ask the girl, "If your family doesn't come to pick you up today, will I invite you to dinner at noon?"

The girl's heart jumped, although she took the initiative to ask Meng Fanzhu last Friday if she would come to the school on Monday to volunteer, she inexplicably wanted to have more opportunities to get to know him, but when she suddenly heard such a direct invitation, she still hesitated for a moment. Is this a date? I haven't been alone with a guy like this. Feeling his accelerated heartbeat, his cheeks were hot, he glanced at Meng Fanzhu sideways, and saw that he was looking at himself with a smile, that smile made him feel as warm as the sun, a little handsome, and very down-to-earth. Anya overcame the shyness in her heart and nodded, "Okay, what to eat?"

"Go to Madir Western Restaurant, I have a self-service free roll. "Meng Fanzhu has been ready for a long time, and he got two from his uncle last week.

"Then you should invite Song Yang to go, my amount of food is not good. Anya covered her mouth and smiled. For the first time, I actually saw Anya joking.

The smile is like a flower, and the jade sound is tactful. Looking at the clever smile of the girl next to her, Meng Fanzhu thanked God in her heart for allowing her to meet such a beautiful her at this age. I must cherish this God-given fate and take care of this beautiful girl. The two walked out of the school gate side by side.

Jia Haibo, the 2nd class leader who had just gotten off the bus and was carrying a schoolbag, was thinking in his heart: After handing in the volunteer form, I would ask Mr. Huang which department of Peking University Anya had applied for, and if he suddenly appeared in front of Anya in BJ, he would definitely make the heart of the girl who went to school alone in the field happy, and with the identity of an old classmate, maybe he would be able to get the heart of a beauty! Watching the two of them get into the same taxi and leave, Jia Haibo's bright heart instantly fell into an ice cave, pulling out the cold.

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