Wang Yun took the girls and looked at the boys' dormitory very curiously, and found that it was actually very ordinary.

Wang Yun sat on Yang Zijian's bed, looked through the books on his bedside, and seemed to be healthy, not even martial arts novels.

Yang Zijian personally peeled an orange and handed it to her: "This is an orange grown by my family, it can also be said that I planted it with my own hands, and I can't sell it now, basically I eat it myself and give it away, you can also taste it." ”

Wang Yunmei looked back and smiled, took it, broke a petal and put it in his mouth to taste, nodded, and praised another petal: "Sweet and sour, just right, sweet to the heart." Then he said to him, "I can't eat so much, you can eat too." ”

Yang Zijian ate the other half, probably because he ate too much, and he felt very ordinary.

Male and female students are also eating oranges, laughing and laughing, like a tea party.

Wang Yun suddenly thought of something, and said with a change of words: "Zijian, you are right, oranges hurt farmers, I asked my father, only to know that our Nanjian City countryside is full of oranges, there are too many orange farmers, Nanjian market is saturated, and the cost of provincial highway transportation is too high. ”

Yang Zijian was reluctant, because there are thirteen counties and cities in Nanjian City, nearly 10,000 large and small villages, and millions of fruit farmers, and Nantang has determined the development direction of tourism, and then farmers will be rich if they do small business, and the collective assets of each village will have a dividend to farmers, so he can't look down on the money from selling fruits, he shrugged and said: "Let's talk about it later." ”

Wang Yun looked around at everyone and said to everyone: "For dinner, the president of the company invited me to a picnic by Danshan Waterfall, thank you for helping me move, and celebrate Qian Li's successful return from the interview." ”

"Wow, picnic, Wang Yun, you're so good!"

"Thank you to the president, being a leader is the atmosphere!"

"Bring the oranges and eat them in the evening." Yang Zijian suggested.

The boys cheered, there was free food and drink, and it was a picnic, which was much better than eating "pig and dog feed" in the cafeteria, and then packed up their things, carried orange bags, and walked out of the dormitory with Wang Yun in their arms.

At this time, a girl pointed at Yu Mao and said, "Why did you come with me, and you didn't help move things." ”

Yu Mao blinked his small eyes, looked at Yang Zijian for help with a bitter face, who told him to be lazy and unwilling to help for a while, but as a result, he lost a meal of delicious food, and now his intestines are repentant.

Yang Zijian knocked on Yu Mao's borrowed guitar and said: "It's not okay to have a picnic without music, Yu Mao is very good at learning "A Fire in Winter" during this time, let him serve everyone and sing for everyone!" ”

The girls felt that it made sense, so they let Yu Mao go.

Yu Mao felt that it was also very exciting to be able to show his guitar skills and singing voice in front of all the girls.

When he got down to the boys' dormitory, Wang Yun discussed beside Yang Zijian: "Zijian, can you think of a way to make Qian Li's newsletter published in the daily newspaper." Qian Li said that if the article can be published in the daily newspaper, and the Dongzixiang Cement Factory is willing to sponsor 500 yuan, then the cost of doubling the number of pages of the journal will be solved. ”

Yang Zijian sighed: "The building materials industry is rich, don't worry, I will call the editor of Xiaogu and ask if I can use it, if not, I will personally go to the Youth Daily to find Chu Nu to stalk." ”

At this time, Meng Yun also came over, and he asked with some concern: "Qian Li is back, but what about Lin Yi and Zhang Yimin, why haven't they come back in the evening?" I heard that there is still rain on Saturday in the area where Aomine Village is located, will there be an accident? ”

Wang Yun shook his head and said, "No, it's a sunny day today." In the afternoon, before they got on the bus, they called Mr. Lin's house to report their safety, and now they are probably on the road, or somewhere blocked, and if they delay for a while, there will be no problem. ”

In fact, she was not very sure, when it rained heavily on Friday, Wang Yun did not approve of them going to remote mountain villages, but Lin Yi and Chen Jiaoju were very stubborn, and the rain in the city stopped on Saturday, and the weather forecast said that it would not rain in the next few days, so they were released.

Everyone was silent, and could only pray that they had a safe journey.

When they arrived at the iron gate of the dormitory, Qian Li and three other classmates were already waiting there to chat.

Qian Li had just taken a shower, her hair was still a little wet, she was wearing a light green dress, and her slender figure looked very elegant and graceful. The other girls were carrying large bags of groceries and had apparently bought a lot of cooked food at a small fried shop outside the school.

Everyone gathered together and walked down the eastern slope, and after walking halfway, they turned east and followed the stream upstream.

Although Danshan Waterfall is known as the four iconic landscapes of No. 1 Middle School, it is not actually within the scope of the school, but belongs to Dongpo Village. This waterfall is about a mile away from the teacher's apartment area, the mountain stream pours down from a cliff, forming a small waterfall with a height of four meters and a width of more than one meter, and the waterfall accumulates into a small pool, and then flows slowly to the east, forming a quiet stream, which flows through the teacher's apartment area and the student canteen, crosses the century-old overpass, and then flows into the Minjiang River along Taoli Garden, Furong Road and Xuemen Avenue.

Qian Li's face was radiant, she walked to Yang Zijian's left, and held Yang Zijian with Wang Yun, she smiled: "In the evening, our second communication group will write out the first draft, I studied some of the writing methods of the building materials newspaper, but I don't know if it is written correctly, and you have to help me correct it when the time comes." ”

Yang Zijian said solemnly: "Of course, this is the source of funds for our literary society, the foundation of survival, each article must be written well, written wonderfully, and written with characteristics!" ”

Soon came to Danshan Waterfall.

The sun is setting on the side of the mountain, and there are already many students reading on the edge of the meadow.

The waterfall splashes more than ten meters away, and the evening breeze blows, with the coolness of the scent of water and grass.

More than a dozen classmates on Wang Yun's side occupied a meadow with the best scenery by the stream, and Qian Li led people to spread two large plastic sheets, put cooked food, set up a barbecue rack, light charcoal, and put roast duck, ham, chicken wings, bread, roasted sweet potatoes and other roasted hot.

Talented students began to stand by the stream to perform small programs such as poetry recitations, singing, jokes, etc., having a lot of fun, very cheerful and harmonious, Yu Mao performed well in front of the girls, and the performance level was extraordinary, and the song was played one after another.

Wang Yun sat next to Yang Zijian, his arms leaning together from time to time, the two enjoyed the warmth of love and the feeling of electric shock, which Yang Zijian and Lan Xue couldn't feel at all together, it was a kind of wholehearted, soul-to-heart, blending, full and sweet feeling of happiness.

In fact, Yang Zijian regards Lan Xue as an elf-quirky, mutually helpful and mutually beneficial godgirl, while Wang Yun is a true bosom lover, and Zhang Jin is a rational partner in his career.

If we use the analogy of the afterlife, they are lovers who use each other, warm lovers, and reliable secretaries.

As for how it will change later, let's take it one step at a time.