Zhang Fan's face remained unchanged, he looked at Li Muyu's fair little face, and continued to ask, "Do you know what it means to like?" ”

Li Muyu was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face, "What do you mean by liking?" What do you mean? ”

The summer breeze was blowing slowly, and on the sidewalk, the students all quickened their pace and walked towards the campus, only Zhang Fan and the three stayed abnormally in place.

Zhang Fan remained silent, he looked up at the blue sky, and occasionally one or two birds passed by.

"Do you know what it means to like?" Li Muyu asked rhetorically with red eyes.

Zhang Fan shook his head and didn't speak, he broke free of Li Muyu's hand and led Lily in the direction of the experimental primary school.

Li Muyu froze in place, watching Zhang Fan's back drift away, and his eyes slowly moistened.

There is a street between the two, but it is like the whole world is separated.

"Brother, what's wrong with that beautiful young lady? Why do you always ask strange questions? Lily asked.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and did not answer the little girl's question directly.

"Lily, do you know what it means to be pretty?"

"Hmm......" Lily tilted her little head and blinked her watery eyes, "I know, that young lady was very beautiful just now." ”

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "Lily, do you know what true beauty is?" ”

"What?"

"From the outside to the heart, and from the inside to the outside."

"Brother, I don't understand what you're saying."

"It's okay, you'll understand when you grow up."

It is undeniable that a girl with a good face and sweet face will bring her a lot of pluses.

Guys are more likely to strike up or touch good-looking girls. However, the real beauty is that she can feel her inner beauty through her appearance, and then the charm of her soul will be fed back to her appearance, and she will be integrated inside and out.

This beauty radiates from the inside out, and from the outside to the inside, and the two complement each other and complement each other.

Time slipped through his fingers quickly, Zhang Fan sent Lily to the door of the experimental primary school, and then walked back to the middle school by himself, and when he walked to the door of the classroom, he was already more than ten minutes late.

However, in Huaxia secondary schools, students with excellent grades seem to enjoy certain privileges.

The morning self-study was a Chinese class, and Kangda saw that the person who was late was Zhang Fan, so he just gave him a few words of warning and let him into the classroom.

"The task of everyone's task for this morning's self-study is to memorize the first lesson "On the Other Side of the Mountain", and I will come over for spot checks before the next morning self-study."

After Kangda said this, he left, and the students of the ninth class of junior high school immediately picked up the textbook and began to shake their heads and recite the book.

The text "On the Other Side of the Mountain" is very short, only a few hundred words, and Zhang Fan wrote down the outline of the whole article after a few cursory glances.

"Hmph, Zhang Fan, don't be late again in the future!"

There was a sweet and crispy voice in his ears, and he didn't need to think about Zhang Fan to know that it was Zhang Mengmeng, a little girl, and her iconic and pleasant voice was unforgettable.

"I have a little notebook to remember."

Zhang Fan turned his head to see that Zhang Mengmeng was holding a black softcover notebook in his hand, and his name was written on the first line of the first page, Zhang Fan, twice late!

"I've been late a lot, but I'm going to be punished for cleaning the school toilet for a day." Zhang Mengmeng showed her cute little tiger teeth and smiled at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan thought that Zhang Mengmeng was the class leader of Class 9, looked at the small book in her hand and nodded helplessly, "Don't worry, next time I will ask the teacher for leave in advance, but why am I late twice?" Isn't it the first time today? ”

"The second time! You were already late to the class yesterday morning. ”

“……”

Ten minutes before the morning self-study, Kangda walked into the classroom with steps.

"Have you memorized them all? The students who can memorize raise their hands. Conda looked around the room, and most of the students quickly lowered their heads to avoid making eye contact with him.

The classroom was silent, and the students were holding their breath, not daring to come out, silently praying in their hearts that Kangda would not touch him.

To Zhang Fan's surprise, none of the students in the class raised their hands.

Huaxia students are deeply influenced by traditional culture from an early age and believe in the golden mean.

Most of the students didn't like to be in the limelight, and even though some of them already knew how to memorize the text, they chose to remain silent.

Kangda frowned and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "This text is very short, haven't you all memorized it yet?" ”

Zhang Fan slowly raised his hand, he didn't have too many worries and was low-key, not to mention that his results in the first month of school were already high-profile enough.

"One, two...... No one else? Kangda paced back and forth in front of the podium, expecting more students to raise their hands.

Only then did Zhang Fan find that Zhang Mengmeng beside him also raised his hand.

"I can't let you be in the limelight alone." Zhang Mengmeng pursed her lips and whispered to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan smiled dumbly, the little girl really wanted to play an exemplary role as the class leader, but she didn't expect her to be angry with herself.

"Zhang Mengmeng, you can recite this text." Conda smiled and walked over to her desk.

Zhang Mengmeng stood up, closed the textbook, raised her tsundere's head, and the girl's voice sounded like a silver bell.

When I was a child, I used to crouch at the window and wonder

What's on the other side of the mountain?

Mom told me: the sea

Oh, is there a sea on the other side of the mountain?

So, with a secret hope

One day I finally climbed to the top of that mountain

But I came back almost crying

On the other side of the mountain, it's still a mountain

……

Zhang Mengmeng recited fluently, except for the occasional mistake of a few words, her melodious voice fluctuated with the ups and downs of the little boy's situation in the poem, which was intoxicating.

"Good!" After Zhang Mengmeng finished reciting the text, the smile on Kangda's face became more and more intense, "It's almost time to get out of class, I won't check Zhang Fan's, all the other students have copied this poem ten times, Zhang Meng is responsible for accepting girls, and Zhang Fan is accepting boys." ”

As soon as Kangda finished speaking, there was a commotion in the classroom, and many students rushed to raise their hands.

"Teacher, I can also carry it!"

"Teacher Kang, I will too!"

……

"It's useless to raise your hand now, class is over!" Kangda picked up his textbook, and Shi Shiran walked out of the classroom.

Zhang Fan didn't expect that the amiable teacher Kangda would also make such a move, although this poem is not long, but copying it ten times is enough to toss people.

The atmosphere of the whole ninth class of junior high school was very weird, no one went out after class, but most of them were lying on the table, and the ballpoint pen in their hands was swiping quickly.

Zhang Fan and Zhang Mengmeng were also happy, and the two chatted from time to time.

"Hey, Zhang Fan, I didn't expect you to be very powerful."

"What's wrong?"

"I went back yesterday to check that sentence, and it was really Wang Anshi's "You Bao Zen Mountain".

"Oh."

“……”