Chapter 037: Two Don't Delay (Two Changes)

At the four-seater table, Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen sat together, and Yang Yi and Fan Jingjing sat together.

However, Jiang Yan happened to face Fan Jingjing, he actually didn't want to, but he and Song Jiawen sat down first, Yang Yi and the two of them came over, and after all four of them sat down, he found out that there was a problem with this seat.

But after sitting down, how embarrassing it is to change positions.

In fact, if Fan Jingjing hadn't stared at him, it wouldn't matter if he sat like this.

He felt sorry for her, and he wasn't afraid of eye cramps. The most important thing is that he really hasn't remembered who she is until now.

Song Jiawen's attention was on the menu, Yang Yi also introduced to her which dish was spicy and which dish was recruited, and asked her if she had any taboos, in short, his attitude towards Song Jiawen now was very different from the first time.

Fan Jingjing was particularly dazzling.

"Yang Yi, what's your cousin's name? You haven't officially introduced me yet. ”

Because Yang Yi was talking to Song Jiawen, Jiang Yan remained silent, and Fan Jingjing was unwilling to be lonely, so she tried to squeeze out a smile, inserted into the topic that Yang Yi was talking about, and glanced at Song Jiawen.

"Look at me, I forgot to introduce you. Jiajia's full name is Song Jiawen. Jiajia, this is Fan Jingjing, I grew up small, we both grew up together in the experimental middle school, and Jiang Yan was in the same class as Jingjing when he was a freshman in high school. ”

Song Jiawen was surprised, and Jiang Yan was stunned.

The two involuntarily glanced at each other, and one was asking your classmate, why do you pretend not to know each other?

One is answering that I didn't pretend, I really don't know!

Yes, even if he heard Fan Jingjing's name now, Jiang Yan only felt a little familiar, if it weren't for the fact that someone was right in front of him, he wouldn't have remembered this face at all.

So if you want to say it's first love, don't talk nonsense, who can forget the first love so thoroughly?

Can you forget it and call it first love?

Fan Jingjing, who was opposite, took in Jiang Yan's expression, and she sneered in her heart, pretending, continue to pretend!

But he said, "Jiang Yan's grades were not good when he was a freshman in high school, and he sat behind me at that time, and always poked me in the back with a pen under the pretext of asking questions, which was annoying." Now, is he still like this? ”

The last sentence she asked was Song Jiawen.

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded and said, "Indeed, when he was in Jianghai, he always poked me in the back, but he didn't dare to use a pen, I would break it for him." ”

"Poof!"

Yang Yi couldn't help laughing, and he asked Jiang Yan, "Really?" ”

Jiang Yan said depressedly, "I don't have as many broken pens as she writes." ”

"That means you poked a lot of times, you deserve it!"

"What, I poked her a few times in the front, and I broke her as soon as I touched her in the back, and I almost didn't break my fingers."

Yang Yi didn't expect Gaga to have such a fierce side, but it was reasonable to think about it from another angle.

After all, she is so beautiful, if she doesn't be fierce, she won't be harassed every day.

Fan Jingjing's topic was successfully crooked by the three of them, and no one remembered that Jiang Yan had poked her in the back at this moment.

Fan Jingjing was depressed.

At this time, I heard Yang Yi say, "The physics competition is at the end of April, I heard that it is held at Beicheng University, Gajia, my brother is studying there, I will give you his phone number at that time, you contact him, and ask him to take you around Beicheng." ”

Physics competition?

Fan Jingjing was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Song Jiawen in surprise, she came from a rural middle school, and she would go to Beicheng to participate in the competition on behalf of No. 1 Middle School?

Nobody in No. 1 Middle School?

But think about it, the first middle school has been going downhill in the past few years, and the source of students is getting worse and worse year by year under the suppression of the experimental middle school.

Last time I took a mock exam in the city, I heard that Zhu Zhen entered the city's front city.

And their school almost swept the top five in the city.

If there is no accident, this year's city champion is from their experimental middle school.

Song Jiawen went to participate in the provincial physics competition, and it is estimated that she will just make up the number of people and go through the motions.

But seeing her feel quite remarkable, Fan Jingjing sneered in her heart, but said, "It's so powerful, I always hear Grandma Yang praise you for being smart, this kind of physics competition is not national, it is in the province, you must be able to get a trophy back, right?" ”

Provincial competitions can easily win trophies?

Yang Yi frowned, turned his head and glanced at Fan Jingjing.

Jiang Yan leaned lazily on the chair and laughed with a "sneer", "Since it's just a physics competition in the province, then there must be you among the people who go to participate in your school." ”

Fan Jingjing's face turned red, and she glared at Jiang Yan angrily.

Song Jiawen glanced at her lightly and didn't speak.

At this time, the waiter came to serve the food, and several people stopped talking and bowed their heads to eat silently.

.........

On Monday, morning self-study.

As soon as Mr. Fang came over today, he went to the office to put down his bag and went straight to the third (1) class of high school.

"Song Jiawen, come out for a while."

Teacher Fang's attention was all on Song Jiawen, and he didn't pay attention to Teacher Gao standing on the podium.

"Teacher Fang......"

Teacher Fang turned his head to look at the podium, waved his hand casually, and said, "You're busy with you, I'm not looking for you." ”

I know you don't look for me, but you can't look for Song Jiawen either.

Teacher Gao wanted to stop it, but he didn't dare, so he could only look at Song Jiawen, who stood up and was about to walk out: Don't agree, don't agree to anything.

In fact, Song Jiawen knew what Teacher Fang was looking for her, because Xu Yan had told her before.

Painting competition, the first prize is 5,000 yuan.

The front is not the point, the point is the back.

And the timing didn't conflict with the physics competition, which was held just two days before the physics competition, and she thought that maybe she could participate in the drawing competition first, and then participate in the physics competition.

Two do not affect, perfect!

"Garwen, do you know what I'm looking for you? There will be ...... on the 26th of next month"

"Yes, Mr. Fang, I agree to participate."

"Huh?"

Teacher Fang didn't react at once, because she hadn't finished speaking, so this was ...... Agreed?

It's hard to think that she wrote a draft before she came, thinking about how to convince her with a tirade, and now it's okay......

Teacher Fang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Okay, every afternoon at half past three, you and Xu Yan go to the studio to practice, and I will ...... Forget it, why don't you go every other day? ”

It's not that Teacher Fang doesn't want her to go every day, because just now Teacher Gao stood at the front door and looked here secretly, she also learned about Song Jiawen's results two days ago, and she really participated in the competition that the physics teacher said.

So in this case, she is really embarrassed to occupy her time every day.

The main reason is that he is afraid that the principal will talk to her again.

After all, compared with a good seedling of an art student, it is naturally more spectacular to achieve real results.

Alas, it's a pity......

"Song Jiawen, the day after tomorrow, the monthly exam, this time there will be a grade ranking, you prepare well, don't relax."

Seeing Teacher Fang leave with joy, Teacher Gao couldn't help but sigh in her heart, did she really want to pull Song Jiawen to paint?

Isn't this nonsense!