"Do you know, our homeroom teacher said that I want my parents to speak at the parent-teacher conference, because I am in the top ten in the class!"

As soon as Tang Lingfei said this, Xu Zhe and Song Xingye both applauded her.

Song Xingye smiled happily: "The counseling of the two of us is effective, and your parents will definitely be very satisfied." ”

"They're absolutely super satisfied!"

When Tang Lingfei said the word 'super', her tone dragged on for a long time, and there was a kind of cuteness unique to a little girl.

Xu Zhe: "So don't you continue to study and improve during the summer vacation?" ”

Song Xingye said with a smile: "It's finally just a holiday, let her play for a few days first, don't rush her to learn." ”

But at this time, the smile on Tang Lingfei's face was retracted, and she sighed: "But the Chinese teacher criticized me, saying that my composition was too poor, so my Chinese score was not high......

Song Xingye: "Then practice composition." ”

Tang Lingfei: "How to practice composition?" ”

Song Xingye thought for a while: "For example, write a diary." ”

"Serious people who write ......" Xu Zhe forcibly suppressed the urge to play stalks, "Forget it, I didn't say anything, you continue." Xiao Yezi just said that he wrote a diary, so practice writing in this way, right? ”

Song Xingye: "That's right, just record one thing every day, whether it's 500 words or 200 words, even if it's only 100 words, as long as you write the one thing that impresses you the most today, it's very effective." ”

Tang Lingfei couldn't help asking, "Do you also write a diary like this?" ”

Song Xingye smiled: "I would write like this when I was in the second to fifth grade of elementary school. I stopped writing after sixth grade because it didn't work out for me after that. ”

Tang Lingfei frowned, feeling that what her best friend said was not simple: "You mean, my current composition level is about the same as that of the fifth grade of Ling Primary School?" ”

Song Xingye stuck out his little tongue, but was embarrassed to say.

Xu Zhe was not a little embarrassed, and said bluntly: "Her fifth grade is the upper limit of your writing ability, don't make a mistake." The lower limit is the second grade, which is in the middle anyway. ”

Tang Lingfei: "How can it be so exaggerated! ”

Song Xingye covered her mouth and snickered. However, before Fei Fei's anger, she hurriedly changed the subject: "It just so happens that there is a commissary at the school gate. Let's go there and pick out a nice diary with Fei Fei, shall we? ”

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The diary Tang Lingfei picked out was very delicate and beautiful, mainly in powder blue tones, and it also came with a small lock.

Seeing the girl come out with a new notebook, Xu Zhe suddenly asked, "Will your parents peek at your diary?" ”

Tang Lingfei thought about it, but still hesitated: "I don't know, I haven't written a diary except for the homework assigned by school before." You also know the school layout, and the writing is very fake. ”

Xu Zhe: "Is that okay, the truth can be written in a diary?" ”

Song Xingye began to analyze seriously: "You didn't write a diary before, but now you suddenly want to write, this change may make your parents very curious." As soon as your parents are curious, I think it's likely that they will want to peek at your diary. ”

Xu Zhe also changed his serious tone: "Remember to lock it after writing, parents always want to see their children's diaries." ”

Tang Lingfei nodded, but asked again: "Then who will I show my diary after I finish writing?" ”

Xu Zhe: "If you don't show it to anyone, you can write honestly." ”

But Song Xingye put forward a different opinion: "Show me, so that I can guide you on how to write better." ”

The two friends said differently, which made Tang Lingfei a little hesitant.

Song Xingye thought for a while, and then said, "If you want to show me or Xu Zhe, just show us." If you don't want to show us, forget it. You can pick and choose for yourself what is okay and what is not. ”

Tang Lingfei nodded: "Okay, then that's it!" ”

Song Xingye smiled: "Then start writing today." Today's final results are out, and your parents have to speak at the parent-teacher conference, what a good diary material. ”

When the two girls were talking and laughing, they suddenly realized that there seemed to be a lack of footsteps from one person.

As soon as they turned around, they saw Xu Zhe parked at the door of a Unicom business hall.

He was listening carefully to the advertisements that people were showing with his eyes closed.

"The latest Pingguo phone has all kinds of programs that can budget for your money and invest your money. Some apps can help you learn a new chord, while others can be used to learn a new language. There are apps for bird lovers and even astronomy lovers...... Yes, there are more than 80,000 apps that can do almost anything for you, all on Pinggo Mobile! ”

What the girls didn't know was that Xu Zhe just listened to this advertising slogan, and an electronic product had already appeared in his mind. Of course, the Pingguo 4 that detonated the craze in China has not yet been born, and this advertisement is actually talking about Pingguo 3GS, a product that is already quite eye-catching but still has a lot of shortcomings.

Tang Lingfei and Song Xingye came to him and asked in a chattering voice:

"What are you thinking?"

"Don't you want to buy a mobile phone again?"

Xu Zhe really wants to buy it - because this Pingguo 3GS is not just a mobile phone, but also represents the way he started his business through mobile games. In Xu Zhe's view, the focus of mobile game entrepreneurship in the early stage should still be on the Pingguo system, after all, it only needs to adapt to one or two models, which is much simpler to develop, but the market is very broad.

I bought PHS half a year ago, purely because the phone had not yet entered the domestic market at that time. Now that it's in, of course it's going to buy it anyway.

However, Xu Zhe opened his mouth and realized that these things were not easy to explain to these two girls, so he simply said: "It's nothing, let's go." ”

Although it is not easy to talk to Tang Lingfei and Song Xingye, he feels that these things can be shared with Shen Lan.

She must have understood her own thoughts.

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Tang Lingfei sat in her bedroom, biting the cap of her pen, staring at the diary in a daze.

[Today's final results are out, my progress is great, the teacher praised me, and said that parents want to share their experiences. My mom was happy and she was going to share the experience. 】

The girl only wrote this paragraph, and the rest did not know how to write it.

The final grade has improved dramatically, which is of course a good thing for her. But this simple good thing made her feel that there was nothing to say. You can't repeat 'so happy' a hundred times in your diary, can you?

So what do you most want to write about right now?

Tang Lingfei struggled for a while, and finally wrote out the most important thing in the little head:

[I went to Xu Zhe's house to play PSP last night, I should have been very happy. But I'm not so happy when I'm playing. Xu Zhe came back and chatted with me, and I thought it was more fun than Monster Hunter. No, it can't be said to be fun, it's just that I had a good chat with him......]

Tang Lingfei wrote, and suddenly felt that this first diary was not suitable for others, even Xiao Yezi.

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