"Mom, where did Dad go?"

Eating a fritter in his mouth, Yang Chuan raised his head and asked suspiciously.

"Alas!" Bai Zhi sighed and said, "During this time, your father always goes out early and returns late, and I don't know what he's doing." ”

Seeing his mother's worried expression, Yang Chuan comforted: "Mom, don't think about it so much, maybe Dad has been busy in the factory recently!" ”

"Well, probably!"

Hearing Yang Chuan's words, Bai Zhi nodded with a somewhat relaxed expression.

After eating a fried dough stick, Yang Chuan stood up and said, "Mom, I'm going to school." ”

"Remember to behave well at school, and come back to your mother to make you something to eat."

"Got it, Mom!"

With a shout, Yang Chuan had already gone downstairs.

"Dead fatty, what's wrong with you?"

When he came to the gate of the community, Yang Chuan saw Liu Hanchao, who was covered with a blue nose and swollen face.

Liu Hanchao cried and said with a sad face: "Brother Chuan, don't ask, it's all tears!" ”

"What the hell happened to the dead fat man?" Yang Chuan's face turned blue and said, "Is someone bullying you?" Tell me, Lao Tzu destroyed him! ”

"Really?" Liu Hanchao looked at Yang Chuan expectantly and asked.

Yang Chuan patted his chest and nodded: "Of course it's true, we are brothers!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Liu Hanchao immediately cried and said: "Yesterday, my father saw the results of the mock exam in our city, and beat me up without saying a word. Brother Chuan, you must be the master for me! ”

Yang Chuan, who was originally indignant, immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Dead fatty, don't come to this. Your dad beats you, can I still hit him? ”

Liu Hanchao was a little angry and said, "Brother Chuan, didn't you just pat your chest and say that you want to avenge me?" ”

"Cut!" Yang Chuan said disdainfully: "If I really go to beat your father, maybe I will be beaten by my father first." ”

Hearing this, Liu Hanchao immediately burst into tears and said, "Oh my God! It is unreasonable for Lao Tzu to beat his son, and it is in vain. ”

When Yang Chuan on the side heard this, countless black lines immediately appeared on his head

"Yang Chuan, this is what I gave you."

As soon as he came to the classroom and sat down, Jiang Lianxiang, who was at the same table, took out a cassette tape and handed it over.

Seeing the tape, Yang Chuan asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

Jiang Lianxiang said with a smile: "I heard that you like music, so I specially bought a box of music tapes for you." ”

Looking at the music tape in Jiang Lianxiang's hand, Yang Chuan lost his mind for a moment.

In my previous life, my favorite thing was music, but it was music that killed me.

Jiang Lianxiang saw that Yang Chuan was stunned and did not move, and asked worriedly, "Why don't you like it?" ”

Yang Chuan, who came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled: "No, I like it very much." With that, he took the music tape.

Seeing Yang Chuan put away the music tape, Jiang Lianxiang showed a slight flushed smile on his face.

"That's right, Yang Chuan. It's my birthday in a few days, and I hope you can spend it with me. ”

"Ahh Yang Chuan asked in surprise, "How many days will it be your birthday?" ”

Jiang Lianxiang nodded and said, "Yes, can you spend it with me?" ”

Yang Chuan thought for a while and smiled: "Of course you can, I will definitely give you a big gift when the time comes." ”

Hearing that Yang Chuan was going to give him a gift, Jiang Lianxiang's face became even more embarrassed.

At this moment, Kang Ping walked over with a gloomy face.

"Yang Chuan, it's the May Day Gala in a few days, do you have any programs?"

Raising his head and glancing at Kang Ping, Yang Chuan replied with a smile: "Class leader Kang, I will report the program I performed to Wen Xian, the literary and art commissioner, I don't think you have to worry about me." ”

"Uh-huh!" Kang Ping snorted coldly and said: "As the class leader, I attach great importance to this Labor Day Gala, I hope you will not embarrass the class at that time, otherwise you will be a shame for the whole class." ”

After saying this, Kang Ping left in a huff.

Looking at Kang Ping's departing back, Yang Chuan shrugged his shoulders and completely ignored him.

Seeing Yang Chuan's calm face, Kang Ping sat back in his seat and sneered: "Yang Chuan, I'll see how you make a fool of yourself when the time comes." ”

Jiang Lianxiang, who was on the side, said with some worry: "Yang Chuan, I heard that all the teachers and students of the school will participate in this literary evening. If you don't have any talent, don't force it, if something happens at that time, it's a shame to die. ”

Of course, Yang Chuan knew what Jiang Lianxiang was worried about, and at the same time, he also understood why Kang Ping wanted to participate in the literary evening so much, it was nothing more than wanting to make a fool of himself in front of the teachers and students of the whole school on the day of the literary evening.

For all this, Yang Chuan smiled indifferently in his heart: "Don't worry!" I will definitely perform well in this theatrical evening and strive to make everyone stunned. Maybe after this art party, I can still become the school's man of the hour. ”

Seeing Yang Chuan so narcissistic, Jiang Lianxiang glanced at him and said, "You are really narcissistic." ”

"Haha~!"

Hearing this, Yang Chuan couldn't help but laugh.

Kang Ping, who had been secretly paying attention to him at the moment, saw that the two of them were so intimate, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Suddenly, at this moment, Xiao Jinlian came directly to Yang Chuan's seat from outside the classroom.

"Yang Chuan, you come with me to the principal's office."

With that, she turned and walked out of the classroom.

Although it was not clear why Xiao Jinlian called her to the principal's office, Yang Chuan still stood up and followed.

Yang Chuan, who couldn't control his curiosity when he came to the corridor, asked, "Teacher Xiao, what are you asking me to do in the principal's office?" ”

Xiao Jinlian shook her head and said, "I also know that the principal called you over." ”

"Oh~!"

Since Xiao Jinlian didn't know, Yang Chuan could only come to the principal's office with a stomach full of questions.

"Principal Zhou, I brought Yang Chuan here."

Coming to the principal's office, Xiao Jinlian said respectfully.

Zhou Yuqing heard the voice, raised his head and looked at Yang Chuan with a smile on his face: "Yang Chuan, you are here!" ”

Yang Chuan hurriedly walked over and asked, "Headmaster, what are you looking for me?" ”

"Haha! It's not that I'm looking for something for you, it's someone looking for something for you. Zhou Yuqing said with a laugh.

"Huh?"

Hearing Zhou Yuqing's words, Yang Chuan suddenly looked dazed.

Seeing Yang Chuan's blank expression, Zhou Yuqing stood up and said, "Yang Chuan, I'll introduce you to someone." ”

Then he went to the couch.

Yang Chuan turned his head to look and saw an intellectual woman about thirty years old wearing a cheongsam sitting on the sofa at this time.

"This is the deputy general manager of Yanjing Fantasy Culture Co., Ltd., Ms. Dong Lianhua." Zhou Yuqing introduced with a smile.

Dong Lianhua stood up, looked at Yang Chuan and asked with a smile, "Hello, are you Yang Chuan?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded and said, "Hello, I am Yang Chuan." ”

After confirming Yang Chuan's identity, Dong Lianhua said with a smile: "I am the deputy general manager of Yanjing Fantasy Culture Co., Ltd., and I am also the editor-in-chief of Sprout Magazine. Congratulations, your essay "Peach Blossom Spring" has been unanimously recognized by our judges as winning the first place in the National New Concept Essay Grand Prix. ”

"What?"

The moment he heard the news of his award, Yang Chuan's whole person was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.