What you can't get is the best, and if the blue evening pillow doesn't explode photos, Zhang Tan can retain the beautiful reverie of the beautiful editor.

Once the light is blown, the situation is different, and there is no room for maneuver. As for female editors, Zhang Tan basically doesn't report any hope, on this earth, there are indeed many beautiful women, but more are ordinary people. Zhang Tan naturally wouldn't be naïve to think that the Biwan pillow behind the screen would be a big beauty.

He just wanted to keep the slightest hint of possibility.

The interview was bland, not much different from online chatting.

So after the interview, Zhang Tan's life was uneventful, and when it was almost noon, finally, his mother Tan Mingxia came over to take over. And his father, Zhang Quanshun, also rushed over, he came to preside over the fried rice stall and sell fried rice. This is not surprising, usually at home, Zhang Quanshun cooks.

Zhang Quanshun's craftsmanship is much better than Tan Mingxia, and he is in charge of the spatula during the New Year's holidays.

The fried rice stall, located next door to the Internet café, is half of the sundries, such as drinks and mineral water, instant noodles, bread, spicy strips, etc., and the other half is a pot stove. The division of labor in the stall is basically the same as the division of labor in Internet cafes, except that Zhang Quanshun has one more task, which is to be responsible for cooking more rice at night and using it for fried rice the next day.

After all, it accounts for half of the shares, and it takes a little more work, but fortunately, Tan Mingxia was originally a farmer, and she didn't have much work when she was not working, and it was still very easy for the husband and wife to preside over it together.

So.

Zhang Tan had an ordinary weekend.

After making a detour to Hehuai City and bringing 1,000 yuan to Zhang Yan, he returned to Shuangdun Middle School. I made a lot of money, but in the end, I still only had more than a thousand dollars left.

Less is a little less.

At least enough to live in Shuangdun Middle School.

In the morning, it is yogurt, meat buns, tea eggs, meat and vegetables are eaten in the Tianyuan restaurant at noon and at night, and after returning from self-study in the evening, you have to make a bowl of instant noodles, add a few ham sausages, and before going to bed, you have to brew a cup of Nestle milk.

"In other words, I have to remind my classmates that Sanlu milk powder can't be drunk."

The brand of Sanlu milk powder, in the future, is notorious and can be called synonymous with poisoned milk powder.

However, it seems that the poisoned milk powder is not only Sanlu, but also Yili, Mengniu, Guangming, Shengyuan, Yashili and other well-known domestic brands, which have also been found to have melamine added. There are even more other brands, basically domestic milk powder, all wiped out, no one can be trusted! ”

"Of course, there is no need to be too nervous, I haven't heard of anyone around me drinking poisoned milk powder, drinking something, at least adults drink milk powder, there will be no major problems."

Shaking the milky white liquid in the cup, Zhang Tan thought boredly: "I can't intervene in such a big thing as food safety, try to let the people around me not buy domestic milk powder." Alas, who would have thought that China's dairy industry would collapse like that in the future, and everyone would not dare to drink domestic brands. ”

"Moreover, there is really no problem with foreign brands, at least I don't believe it. However, you still have to drink it, now is the time to grow your body, and if you want to have a good body in the future, nutrition must keep up. Maybe I can really break through the height of 1.75 meters and grow taller and stronger. ”

If it weren't for increasing nutrition, Zhang Tan wouldn't have drunk a glass of milk, regardless of whether it was domestic or foreign.

But the physical matter must not be sloppy.

"Grow your body quickly, I want to be tall, I want to be a big bird!"

……

Time flies like a white horse, and it's November in a blink of an eye.

In the middle of September of the lunar calendar, the weather gradually turned cooler, and Zhang Tan had changed into a long-sleeved jacket. For this reason, he also deliberately spent a few hundred yuan to change his outfit, and he was really embarrassed to wear the children's clothes before.

In any case, his wig hairstyle and taste in dressing are the most fashionable among the students of Shuangdun Middle School.

But no matter how fashionable the boy is, there are miserable times, and the school's sports meeting will also hold a radio gymnastics competition. For this reason, the fifth class of the first year of high school bought sportswear, black and white loose sportswear, which is not aesthetic at all. The texture is also poor, after all, it is from the Chenghuang Temple wholesale market, and it costs thirty yuan to buy a stall goods.

watched Cao Yuchuan wear the school uniform on the first day he bought it.

One moment to flick the unnecessary dust on the sleeves, one moment to tidy up the collar of the clothes, the other to lower the zipper a little, and the other to pull the zipper up.

The intention of showing off is beyond measure.

Zhang Tan really wants to complain, do you know that such a fat school uniform, coupled with your two big cheeks, is so ugly that it is deep in the soul. Especially the black and white color, it looks like the clothes are fat and bloated, and they can't be handsome at all, and they are cute and insulated.

To know.

Black and white animals, in addition to giant pandas, there are also cow wow brothers!

"The second set of national middle school students' broadcast gymnastics, the times are calling."

Dangdang Dang Dang, the passionate music resounded throughout the school.

At the end of the second period, there is a fixed recess exercise time, and all the students in the school have to gather on the playground, stand according to their respective positions, and do exercises seriously. The principal and the class teachers will patrol and monitor the playground, and the officers of the school's student council will also come to take names.

"Get ready, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

The rhythm of the big broadcast was already high, but the whole school did not move, because the eight syllables of the first beat did not require any movement.

This second set of broadcast gymnastics, Zhang Tan is already familiar with it to the bones.

Although it seems a bit funny to do exercises with middle school students, Zhang Tan is still willing, in fact, doing exercises is quite fun.

Bouncing and jumping I won't get old.

"Two-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight."

Get moving, hi.

"Three-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight."

Keep moving, hi.

"Four-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight."

It's even more fun to run and jump on the spot.

"Stretching, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ......"

Zhang Tan followed the large army to do exercises, while twisting his head to look around, the entire playground was already full of students, and the uniform movements were very spectacular. This is the Chinese students, and only the Chinese students, participate in such a huge collective movement every day.

It can always cultivate that collective sense of honor and mission.

Therefore, Zhang Tan likes the feeling of doing exercises.

Especially in the second quarter, the movement of the limbs and the rapid swing of the fist towards the sky felt very fun. Shoulder exercises are also fun, and there is also a swimming position. Oh, and there's the kicking movement, which is a horse step punch and a seventy-two way Tan leg. The whole body exercise and running and jumping sports are not bad, because you have to jump and jump, and after two beats, the formation is all messed up.

Moreover, so many people are bouncing around together, which is spectacular.

"Tidying up movement, one-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight...... Twelve-three-four, five-six-seven. ”

At this point, the first time of morning exercise is over.

But the big broadcast did not end, and it came a second time: "The second set of national middle school students' radio gymnastics, the times are calling." ”

Two morning exercises, this is the tradition of Shuangdun Middle School, the recess of the second class, a full 20 minutes, enough to do both side exercises, but also a little time to go to the toilet.

……

After the morning exercises, the students were like a low tide, and the pressure dissipated.

Because the next class was physical education, the students in the fifth class of high school did not leave and stayed on the playground. Those who play soccer play football, those who play basketball play basketball, and there are people who play volleyball in their hands.

Zhang Tan was about to play football, but was suddenly pulled by Wang Long and several others: "Detective, let's go, go outside for a cigarette." As he spoke, he pointed to the wall outside the playground.

Zhang Tan, who was about to refuse, suddenly remembered that outside the wall, there was a cemetery.

I haven't been to this cemetery yet, and I haven't had a chance to test the feeling of climbing the wall.

"Let's go, I'm looking for the feeling of climbing the wall!"

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PS: The second set of national broadcast gymnastics here is the second set of the seventh set of new gymnastics.