The morning passed quickly, and the junior high school class was quite easy for Zhang Fan, except for the occasional lectures, he spent more time thinking about how to implement his plan to write his papers.

Zhang Fan has already thought of the preliminary plan, and he plans to start implementing it this weekend.

At noon, Zhang Fan was about to leave the classroom to eat in the cafeteria, but was stopped by Zhao Xiu, a member of the entertainment committee in the class.

Zhao Xiu is a very quiet girl, wearing a white knee-length dress, long hair draped over her shoulders, and a pair of cute little sandals on her feet.

In his previous life, Zhang Fan's attention was all focused on Li Muyu alone, so he was not impressed by this beautiful girl, and after graduating from junior high school, they were not in the same school, and the contact was slowly broken.

"Squad leader, I want to discuss with you about the orientation party next week." Zhao Xiu's voice is submissive, which makes people feel very comfortable listening to it.

Zhang Fan then remembered that there was also the welcome party, and said: "Well, the head teacher asked me to assist you, if there is anything you need help with, just say it." ”

Zhao Xiu was very curious about the class president of his class, and the student who violated discipline twice on the first day of school actually became the class president very magically!

And Zhang Fan's performance in English class impressed everyone in the class.

"Class leader, I'm not very familiar with the classmates in the class, especially the boys, I want to count what talents the classmates in the class are good at." Zhao Xiu said.

Zhang Fan knew Zhao Xiu's intention, so he agreed: "Okay, this way, I'll help you count the situation of all your classmates, and then you can summarize it and make a decision." ”

Zhao Xiu's face was full of joy and said, "Thank you, squad leader!" ”

Zhao Xiu didn't expect Zhang Fan to be so easy to speak, originally her personality did not belong to the lively kind, and it was also the first time to do this kind of thing, without Zhang Fan's help, she didn't know where to start with the program of the welcome party.

"Zhao Xiu, are you eating at school at noon?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Yes."

"Then let's go eat together, and we can also discuss how to arrange the program of the party." Zhang Fan said.

"Huh?" When Zhao Xiu heard Zhang Fan's suggestion, his delicate face turned red, and he couldn't take a step.

When she came back to her senses, Zhang Fan had already walked in front of her.

"If you don't go, then I'll go first." Zhang Fan saw that Zhao Xiu did not react, and then realized that the little girls in this era are still very thin-skinned and rarely take the initiative to socialize with boys, not to mention Zhao Xiu, who rarely talks to boys.

Zhao Xiu saw that Zhang Fan had already walked away, bit his lip, stomped his foot, and followed with his head down.

The canteen of Fengshan Experimental Middle School has three floors, the first floor is the student canteen, the second floor is the staff canteen, and the third floor is the outsourced restaurant.

The decoration of the entire student cafeteria is very ordinary, the empty cafeteria is lined with iron chairs, an old television set hangs on the wall, and six large electric fans are humming on the ceiling.

Even if the conditions are not good, most students still choose to eat in the cafeteria.

There are less than 10 windows in the student cafeteria, mainly some fried rice, noodles and snacks, and the hot dog that Hu Guang ate at noon yesterday was bought at the snack window of the canteen on the first floor.

In his previous life, Zhang Fan rarely went to the second and third floors, and he ate in the student cafeteria on the first floor for the entire three years of junior high school, and only went to the third floor once during the graduation dinner.

It was noon, and the students were rushing to the cafeteria.

As soon as Zhang Fan arrived at the door of the canteen, he was frightened by several long queues in front of him, and the cafeteria was full of people inside and out.

"Let's go, let's go get in line." Zhang Fan said helplessly to Zhao Xiu behind him, they had only chatted in the classroom for a while, and then they caught up with the most popular time in the cafeteria.

Zhang Fan took Zhao Xiu to line up at the window of a rice bowl, and it was already ten minutes past when it was their turn.

"Auntie, let's have two rice bowls."

Zhang Fan swiped the card and asked Zhao Xiu behind him, "Do you have any dishes that you don't eat?" ”

"Nope." Zhao Xiu didn't expect Zhang Fan to buy one for himself, so he was a little surprised, so he replied casually.

But when she saw the cafeteria aunt put a spoonful of coriander into her lunch box, she immediately regretted it.

"That...... That ......" Zhao Xiu was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly.

Zhang Fan handed the lunch box to Zhao Xiu, looked at her twisted expression, a little strange, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't eat coriander, I can't eat it when I smell it."

"I'll trade it with you, I don't have coriander."

The cafeteria was overcrowded, and Zhang Fan finally found two seats, so he sat down face to face with Zhao Xiu.

"How do you want to arrange the program for the party?" Zhang Fan saw that she was like an angry little girl, she kept her head down and didn't talk to herself, so she said helplessly.

When Zhao Xiu heard Zhang Fan's words, he finally raised his head: "I want talented classmates to compare, and then pick out the best." ”

"That's right." Zhang Fan frowned, although what Zhao Xiu said seemed to be a good idea, but if you think about it carefully, the feasibility is not high, they have very little time to rehearse, let alone compare them one by one, and the standards for judging the quality of the show are not uniform.

"I think it's better to have a group show."

"Group program?" Zhao Xiu was a little puzzled.

"Well, like a chorus, a sketch, or a drama or something." Zhang Fan said.

"Then we don't count everyone's talents?"

"No, we still have to go to statistics, we can give priority to talented students to participate in this group program."

"Okay!"

After eating, Zhao Xiu had a rough arrangement for the program of the party.

After Zhang Fan returned to the classroom, when the classmates were almost all there, he handed everyone a sheet.

"Please write your name on this sheet, mark your talent after the name column, and pass the table to the next person in order after you finish writing."

Jin Miao, who was extremely active in the class, smiled at Zhang Fan on the stage and shouted: "Then I will only sleep, what to write?" ”

"Write to sleep!" Zhang Fan replied with a smile.

As soon as the words ended, the classroom burst into laughter.

During the self-study last night, this table returned to Zhang Fan's hand.

Zhang Fan took a closer look, and most of the students wrote none in the line of talent, and less than 20 of the 60 people in the class wrote their talents.

Among them, Zhang Fan paid a little attention to Li Muyu's, and she actually wrote a none.

This little girl is too low-key!

Zhang Fan was full of thoughts, thinking of the sunny woman in his previous life who sang out of tune.

"Zhang Fan, are you there?"

"In!"

"I just recorded a song myself, I'll send it to you."

“……”

"How? Does it sound good? ”

"Sounds good, but ......"

“？？？”

"It's a bit out of tune......"

"Hmph, dead Zhang Fan! I'm not going to sing to you anymore! ”

Zhang Fan vaguely remembered the lyrics of that song, which was one of the few songs he could sing.

I heard raindrops falling on the green meadows

I heard the bell ringing in the distance

But I didn't hear you

Call me by name earnestly

When I fell in love with you, I didn't understand feelings

I felt unforgettable when I parted

Why didn't I find out met you

It's the best thing in life

……

It turns out that you are the luck I want to keep the most

It turns out that we and love

Used to be so close

……

In the previous life, when Li Muyu sent this song to Zhang Fan, they were both single.

Zhang Fan listened to it hundreds of times, thousands of times, and every night he was looping a single song.

Every time he hears this song, he will also be a little careful, does Li Muyu like himself?

But this thought flashed through him, and the inferiority complex in his heart made him dare not think deeper at all.

Zhang Fan thought in his heart, and couldn't help humming this song with his memory.

Evening self-study is still a novelty for students who have just entered the first year of junior high school.

There is no such thing as evening self-study in elementary school, and it is only in junior high school that evening self-study is slowly started.

At this time. Lin Xiaotian has been struggling with one thing.

Why is it that when I studied for the Chinese exam in the evening, I kept scratching my ears and cheeks and thinking about questions, but Xiaofan was smirking and still humming?

"Xiaofan, are you done with the roll?" Lin Xiaotian finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that he was a little out of shape, put away the form, smiled at Lin Xiaotian, and said, "No." ”

After speaking, Zhang Fan focused his attention on this language test paper again.

According to the practice of Fengshan Experimental Middle School, every freshman in junior high school must take a preliminary examination after admission.

Today's evening self-study happened to be Chinese, and the head teacher Hu Han, who is also the Chinese teacher of Class 6, decided to take the test tonight.

The whole classroom was eerily quiet, except for the sound of pen tips rubbing against the rolls.

Zhang Fan looked at this test paper, and his frowning brows became deeper and deeper.

The difficulty of this volume is not ordinarily high, there is a classical Chinese text Zhang Fan read for a long time before he slowly understood it, and even some verses, he didn't know the source.

As for the composition of this volume, Zhang Fan shook his head after reading it.

The essay is not given a title, but a picture.

In a deep mountain forest, there is a small stream that meanders and flows, and a monk is carrying two wooden barrels to carry water.

The essay topic requires you to choose your own idea and write an explanatory or argumentative essay.

This is a picture used by many companies in the previous life, Zhang Fan also knows the meaning of this picture, there is a temple hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, although the picture is not directly drawn, but it draws a monk who carries water, alluding to the existence of the temple.

Such a picture is really a bit difficult for students to take the first year of junior high school.

Most of the students have done this part of the composition, and they are confused when they see this picture.

Of course, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, and this picture can be analyzed from many angles, but the one that alludes to the temple will undoubtedly be the one with the higher score.