At 5:50 in the morning, Liu Yinglan woke up Zhang Fengrui on time. "Mi'er, get up, practice"

To say that the mother is more concerned about her son's practice than his study, it is really that Zhang Fengrui, who was frail and sickly when he was a child, often got sick and tossed her enough, and even almost died several times, at that time, I was most worried that this child would not be able to raise it!

Fortunately, after following Feng Laodao to learn the "fitness exercises", Zhang Feng was strong and healthy, almost never getting sick, and he picked up a life. Speaking of course, the first merit must be recorded in the head of the old Feng Dao who taught him the divine skills, but Zhang's mother has always supervised Zhang Fengrui, rain or shine, and practiced diligently, which is also indispensable!

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world! In fact, over the years, Zhang Fengrui has developed the habit of standing or meditating at 6 o'clock in the morning and one o'clock at noon every day, basically not worrying about his mother. However, the mother is always at ease, and she always has to get up early every morning, for fear that her son will oversleep.

Sure enough, Zhang Fengrui didn't get up on time today. Seeing her son in poor spirits and a rare coquettish person lying in bed, Liu Yinglan had the illusion that he had returned to his childhood. However, it is a moment of soft-heartedness, and the action of pulling your ears is not slow at all. According to her, 'a loving mother with many losers' must not indulge in the child's laziness.

Half an hour after standing on the pile, Zhang Fengrui, who had been sluggish before, became vigorous again. On the way to school, Han Weidong, who was traveling with him, chatted with him but found that this kid was absent-minded and stumbling, and he couldn't help but be furious.

"What are you doing, haven't you woken up yet?"

Zhang Fengrui scratched his hair and looked confused, "Xiaodong, I seemed to have a strange dream last night, it's so interesting!" "Ah, let's hear it, hurry up and drop" Han Weidong, who likes Shinto Daobao the most, is very interested.

"But now I can't remember anything about it," Zhang Fengrui frowned, pondering but not getting the point.

"Wori, you're kidding me!" When speaking, the two of them happened to walk to a small bridge less than 30 meters long on the Yudai River behind a middle school, this bridge is famous, and everyone in a middle school knows who doesn't know, and the name is Nai He Bridge. Why a small broken bridge paved with concrete slabs with no technical content, or even a guardrail, has such a ecstatic name has something to do with a legendary brother of Zhang Fengrui.

Han Weidong, who was walking in the middle of the bridge, stretched out his hand and casually tapped Zhang Fengrui's shoulder, who was walking on the side of the bridge, and expressed his dissatisfaction with this kid's behavior of hanging people's appetites. Unexpectedly, an accident happened. So immortal, Zhang Fengrui actually made a ghostly footstep flash, and avoided it sideways.

Seeing that Han Weidong, who had nowhere to borrow his strength and was defenseless, couldn't restrain his strength, most of his body leaned out of the bridge and was about to pounce into the river. In a flash of lightning, Zhang Fengrui made a move like lightning, grabbed one of Han Weidong's hands at an incredible speed, and with a little force, he actually pulled him back!

"Huhuhu, Mommy" Han Weidong, who was so frightened that he "lost his face", palpitated for a while before he gasped. Although the bridge is only about two meters high from the water, and the Yudai River below is only about one meter deep, it is still very scary to be caught off guard.

Later, Han Weidong, who stabilized his mood by "near-dying", only cared about condemning Zhang Fengrui for making God send his own guilt, but he didn't notice how Zhang Fengrui could pull himself up when he had completely lost gravity.

Zhang Fengrui didn't care, after all, he told him in front of his father's grave yesterday that no matter what magical things he encountered, don't make a fuss, anyway, it's low-key.

Early reading is a Chinese class, and it is also one of Zhang Fengrui's favorite subjects. Mr. Wu is a recruiting teacher from Shonan, speaking Mandarin with a strong dialect accent, which is quite non-standard. But he is the only teacher in the entire second and third classes of high school who teaches in Mandarin! It was like this in the early nineties.

Lao Wu has extensive knowledge and a very high level of teaching, and is the trump card of Chinese language teaching. He took very kind care of Zhang Fengrui. First, Zhang Fengrui, who has a good tutor, is diligent, hardworking, and polite, as long as he is a normal teacher who is not snobbish, he likes him; Second, it's probably because Zhang Fengrui and his living treasure son Wu Qianmo are like-minded friends.

In the morning reading class, Lao Wu almost never lectures, and always asks students to memorize ancient texts, ancient poems, or modern excerpts. Zhang Fengrui held a language book that exuded the fragrance of ink and exquisite illustrations, as if he was holding his beloved magic ring.

However, he didn't open his eyes, and the content of the ancient texts that everyone read together appeared clearly in front of him, and he memorized them without any condensation. came and went and was noticed by Lao Wu. At first, I thought Zhang Fengrui was lazy and sleepy, but when I got closer, I listened, yo, there are really two brushes. It seems that this young man has worked hard to read it!

Old Wu Jia patted Zhang Fengrui on the shoulder to express his appreciation, so that he could not die, a strange scene appeared, maybe it was because of some magical Dongdong in his body who felt threatened, the qi machine suddenly started, Zhang Fengrui's shoulder suddenly flashed away, and the previous Han Weidong suffered the same thing, and the old Wu who was caught off guard fell forward, thanks to Zhang Fengrui's support, so as not to cause a tragedy!

"Teacher Wu, be careful" This guy looks like he doesn't care about himself on the surface, but he actually sweats all over his body. If you want to say that you broke your teacher because of your own reasons, it is really a hundred deaths.

Zhang Fengrui scratched his head in confusion, thinking of what happened to Han Weidong just now, he seemed to have an automatic defense system installed in his body, and he would automatically dodge when encountering danger! Gotcha, let's go to Qifeng Mountain tomorrow and ask Feng Laodao.

After nodding his gratitude to Zhang Fengrui, who had helped him, Lao Wu was also very puzzled, could it be that there was a problem with the ginseng seahorse wine that the new vice principal Lao Tang gave him? Just now, I was floating in my footsteps and almost fell, well, I have to ask Tang Daxiang, this old boy. I've heard that some people are selling radishes as ginseng now!

Not to mention the psychological activities of the weak middle-aged man Lao Wu, Zhang Fengrui can be said to be at ease in successive Chinese and English classes. He was pleasantly surprised to find that not only could he easily memorize the content of the text, but also his comprehension ability skyrocketed, and he could even draw inferences from one another, and he was praised by Lao Wu and Lao Gu one after another, which was full of spirit.

After the end of the second English class, a light rain suddenly fell from the sky, and the announcement was made that there would be no exercises, and the whole school building resounded with cheers one after another. It is rare to have a 20-minute recess, and the students in the class get together in twos and threes to chat and fart, and have a good time. Zhang Fengrui had no intention of joining, immersed in the fun of learning mathematics.

He specially brought two math books for the first year of junior high school, ready to make up for it from the basics. A gust of fragrant wind hit, and a soft and glutinous voice sounded in his ears, "Ouch, Zhang Fengrui, you are so serious" A beautiful woman sat in the vacant seat next to him, Zhang Fengrui turned his face sideways and saw a pair of peaks, needless to say that it must be Xu Jie.

Seeing that Zhang Fengrui's focus fell on the part he was most proud of, Xu Jie stiffened up proudly, and the tone of her voice was a little more coquettish. However, an infuriating scene happened. I only heard Zhang Fengrui expressionlessly, "Are you okay?" "No, well, people want to ......"

"I'm sorry, I'm going to continue reading if it's okay" What's even more annoying is that Zhang Fengrui made a gesture of fanning his hand next to his nose, as if he was disgusted with her Xu Jie, Xu Da Beauty's body smelled.

Looking at Xu Jie snorting angrily, and slapping the table heavily before leaving, Zhang Fengrui couldn't figure out what he had done wrong. He was really allergic to perfume, and fanning the wind with his hands was just a knee-jerk action.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Zhang Pingping and Shi Hongsleeve trotted over, and Shi Hongsleeve gave Zhang Fengrui a thumbs up and praised his excellent performance of standing firm and not being charmed by the fox spirit. Then leave on the grounds that he is studious and motivated not to disturb him, and before leaving, he did not forget to leave a sentence "Concentrate on studying, don't be pulled back by some people, and my sister will introduce you to a super beauty in the future"

Yes, Xu Jie happened to be in the eyes, which further deepened Xu Jie's misunderstanding, and he didn't have a good face for Zhang Fengrui for the next day.

Zhang Fengrui didn't care. He had a hazy cognition, as if Xu Jie had a good impression of him. However, he really didn't feel cold to Xu Jie at all.

There are two reasons: first, this woman is too pretty, and she wishes that the whole world would be centered on her, which is a bit contrived; Second, although Xu Jie has a good figure, it is not uncommon in the eyes of Zhang Fengrui, who has often dealt with big beauties at the level of troubled water since she was a child, and has a critical eye, unless it is like "Sister Jade"!

Alas, if you want to say that my sister is really a little confused, she didn't even ask for the full name of 'that girl', and she called herself the third middle school girl Zhuge in vain.

Thinking of "Sister Jade", a smile appeared on Zhang Fengrui's face, and the action of solving the problem froze for a while, and then he tapped his head twice with a fist with his right hand, and continued to work hard.

The tragic experience of the last fight incident taught Zhang Fengrui a truth, this world is realistic, cold and ruthless to the point of cruelty. If you don't have the strength, don't be delusional, keep to yourself, go with the flow, the so-called poor are alone! So far, the girl she likes is like a bright moon in the sky, and she can only sigh.

It's just, it's just, why can't you always help but think of her smile, like a flower?