Fang Fang's smile was still the same, with a picture of a bamboo in her chest.

"Answer the question!" Lin Fengyu next to him kicked Fang Fang from under the table.

"Huh?" Fang Fang woke up suddenly, and his soul slowly returned to *, "Why are you kicking me?" ”

"Stand up and answer, what did the principal say to Senior Sister last night?" Lin Fengyu whispered.

Fang Fang raised her head and met her senior sister's hot gaze, her face turned pale in an instant, she slowly stood up, anxiously thinking about countermeasures in her heart.

It's not okay not to answer. Let's talk about it, of course, it has to have something to do with economics.

"What did the principal say to the senior sister? This question is difficult to answer, but as long as we analyze the time, place, environment, and relationship between people, it is not difficult to come up with an answer. Fang Fang endured his nervousness and talked eloquently, attracting an admiring gaze.

"In the evening, on campus, the spring flowers are blooming, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the principal, the senior sister. It is rumored that the senior sister and the principal were classmates back then, and the principal had pursued the senior sister for many years, but helplessly, the stream was anxious to run to the ocean, but the waves were eager to return to the land, under the fence of green trees and white flowers, they easily waved goodbye... Thirty years have passed, what will they say when they walk around the campus? Fang Fang continued, sweat dripping down.

Lin Fengyu secretly raised his head, only to see that the senior sister in charge was walking towards them step by step, and wherever they passed, the pages of the book were windless and automatic, could they also feel the murderous aura emanating from the senior sister's body?

"Since you have the courage to start this, let's keep talking!" Senior Sister stood at Fang Fang and Lin Fengyu's table, and said to Fang Fang, her tone was not joyful.

"Well, I mean, senior sister can write a book, and the title of the book is called. The ten principles of microeconomics, and I think the most important one is that the market is often the best way to organize economic activity. With such a title, scholars will think of academics, lovers will think of lovesickness, and people with color can... Produce... Uh, a kind of erotic anticipation. All in all, it has a big addressable market and will sell well! Senior sister, this is a good thing for fame and fortune! ”

After Fang Fang finished speaking, the classroom was silent.

"What do you have to add?" Senior sister knocked on Lin Fengyu's table and asked.

Lin Fengyu stood up slowly.

"Learning the principles of economics but not sticking to the principles of economics, but combining the principles of economics with concrete reality, the ideas are like imagination, try to ask how many people can be so active in the rigid test-oriented education? I very much agree with Fang Fang's point of view! It's not just in favor, it's just moving! Lin Fengyu decided to desperately save Fang Fang's life, and pretended to be emotional, "If you want to add, I want to say that the cover of this book can be designed like this: Senior sister, you are wearing a leather coat, holding a leather whip in your hand, and stepping on our respected principal!" ”

The bell rang in time for the end of class, and the senior sister in charge was noncommittal, silently packed up the lesson plan and turned to leave.

Walking to the door, she took the door in one hand and glanced back at Fang Fang.

"Childish! How much money can you sell for writing a novel? Why not write a script and make a movie! With such good material, it is entirely possible to replicate the box office miracle created! She said.

The classmates burst out laughing. Fang Fang fell violently into Lin Fengyu's arms, motionless. Lin Fengyu smiled and pinched her people.

"Are the folks safe?" Half-ringing, Fang Fang opened his eyes.

"It's safe!" Lin Fengyu looked at the classmates who were rushing to the door like a tide, and replied.

"All the food has been transferred, right?"

"Don't worry, it's all transferred out!"

"Then I'm relieved!" Fang Fang tilted his head and closed his eyes.

"Ahh Lin Fengyu shouted.

Fang Fang sat up in fright.

In Fang Fang's class, and even in the entire campus, Secretary Ruan is a unique existence.

His head is exquisitely shaped - small at the top and large at the bottom, in an exaggerated trapezoidal shape, like a ladder. The chin is extremely stretched forward, and the girls describe it as "not going out to three or five steps, and the chin has reached the side of the rainbow bridge", which constitutes the first step, the mouth is shrunk inward, and the lips are wide and thick, constituting the second step; The nose that should be protruding is like a teenager with a strong rebellious mentality, but he does not play cards according to common sense, but he does the opposite, shrinking again, constituting the third ladder. The sage said that "books are the ladder of human progress", simplifying the sentence and leaving only the backbone, that is, "books are ladders", since books are ladders, of course ladders are also books, so the mean girl gave him the nickname "Ruan Books", which became "Secretary Ruan" after homophony. Ruan didn't know that there were many dirty things behind this nickname, and when he saw the shadow of power flashing in the nickname, he gladly accepted it.

What is surprising is that Secretary Ruan's aesthetic taste forms a strong contrast with his own sense of beauty, and he has a deep love for Fang Fang's classmates, becoming the laughing stock of many classmates, and Fang Fang avoids it.

This often became a topic for Lin Fengyu to make fun of Fang Fang.

"You, be careful in class in the future, don't keep thinking about your pilot!" Lin Fengyu nodded Fang Fang's forehead and warned, "It's not fun to be caught, it's a small thing to make a fool of yourself in public, and it will be miserable to be counted by the teacher after the autumn!" ”

Similar classroom "accidents" happened several more times. Fortunately, when Fang Fang accompanied her grandmother to the temple to burn incense during the Spring Festival, she also casually gave the Bodhisattva incense under her grandmother's earnest teaching. The Bodhisattva not only forgave Fang Fang's carelessness, but also took special care of Fang Fang, and the Buddha's light shone brightly, so that Fang Fang's distraction every time he went to class turned danger into danger, and every time the teacher asked a question, he turned evil into good fortune. Fang Fang couldn't help but feel that religion and science can really coexist, and if it becomes rich and prosperous one day, it should reshape the golden body of the Bodhisattva.

Whenever she encounters happy or unhappy things in her life and study, the first thing she thinks of is to tell Xiao Changhe, but Xiao Changhe's phone is not always connected, he is not allowed to bring a mobile phone when he is flying, in a meeting, or on duty. Not to mention the Internet and videos

Xiao Changhe occasionally called her, but this person's speech on the phone was generally concise and to the point, and he never rambled on the phone.

"Whether it's telecom or mobile, or China Unicom, they are all monopolies, using their monopoly position to set prices arbitrarily and exploit consumers, and we have to accept exploitation. But at least we can make them less exploitative, right? He said.

is really a man who doesn't understand amorous feelings, Fang Fang often sighs like this after hanging up the phone, only she knows the taste.

Fang Fang looked at the fallen flower petals flying in the wind outside the window, and couldn't help but think of Li Shangyin's two poems:

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.