Early in the morning, Wu Ming rushed to the square of the Southwest Associated University Auditorium, where Wu Ying and other members of the Literary Society were already waiting.

"Brother, you're late!" Wu Ying said with a smile.

Wu Ming took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "It's only eight fifty-five, it's not too late, why are you dressed like this?"

Wu Ying is wearing denim shorts today, with a deep-necked T-shirt, a pair of long legs exposed, and a small broken braid is dazzling.

Wu Ying pouted: "What's wrong with this kind of dress, I'm a college student, don't I even have the freedom to choose clothes?" ”

Wu Ming shook his head, sure enough, it was a female university who was not staying!

"Wu Ming, you've arrived. A familiar voice sounded from behind him, Wu Ming was slightly startled and turned around.

It was Teacher Fang Nuanfang wearing black-framed glasses, smiling and his voice was gentle, Wu Ming suddenly had some illusions, and he had returned to the general's mansion in Jiangdu City.

Seeing Wu Ming stunned, Fang Nuan smiled: "Did you get up too early and haven't woken up yet?"

Wu Ming came back to his senses with a sigh of relief, and couldn't help asking, "Teacher Fang, how are you doing lately?"

Fang Nuan was a little inexplicable, and looked down at his body: "It's good, is there a problem?"

Wu Ming smiled awkwardly and reached out to scratch his head.

"Big brother, you're here~" A crisp voice sounded, and Lin Xiaomeng, who was wearing pigtails, ran to Wu Ming and greeted him with a smile.

"Meng'er......" Wu Ming couldn't help but blurt out.

I didn't particularly think it before, but now that Lin Xiaomeng is standing in front of her, Wu Ming looks carefully, and feels more and more that she looks like that painted skin demon Meng'er.

Although Lin Xiaomeng is only six or seven years old now, there are already five or six cute shadows in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

It doesn't matter if one person is similar, two people are so similar, there is a problem with how to think about it.

Wu Ying suddenly patted Wu Ming on the shoulder: "Brother, why are you always distracted today, you really didn't wake up!"

Wu Ming recovered from a shock, and said a few perfunctory words casually, regardless of whether Lin Xiaomeng and Meng'er have anything to do with each other, she is only a six or seven-year-old child now, let's observe it first.

Everyone arrived, the team was led by Fang Nuan and another female teacher, twelve members of the club, including Wu Ying, were all girls, and Lin Xiaomeng and Wu Ming belonged to supernumerary personnel.

Sure enough, Twilight Yu said that this team was all composed of women except for Wu Ming.

I forgot that an uncle who drove a bus and Wu Ming were the only two male compatriots.

Fang Nuan said to Wu Ming with a smile: "I'm sorry, there are few boys in the literary club, and this time there are things, it just so happened that Wu Ying said that she wanted you to come together, so I agreed, it is more convenient to have a boy in the team." ”

Wu Ming smiled: "I'm here to be a good guy this time, just tell me if there's anything on the way." (Bangbang, the dialect word for porter.) ）

Lin Xiaomeng ran to Wu Ming's side, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and after Wu Ming squatted down, he leaned into his ear and whispered: "Brother Wu Ming, my mother didn't think it was good to come to you at first, but I strongly asked for it~"

Wu Ming pursed her lips, this little girl is really a big ghost.

Fang Nuan led the team to board the bus prepared by the school, the driver started the engine, and the bus drove to the school.

Wu Ming and his sister sat in the front row, and the girls in the back were noisy and messy, like a spring outing for elementary school students.

Wu Ming glanced back and once again confirmed that there was only one man in the car besides the driver, and he felt a lot of pressure for a while.

Fang Nuan on the opposite side saw Wu Ming's restraint, smiled and said to him: "Everyone is a student of the same age as you, you don't need to be restrained." ”

Wu Ming smiled: "Maybe it's been a while since I left school, and I feel a little strange from campus life." ”

Fang Nuan smiled and said, "It's only been a year since you graduated, so you're not a stranger." And I heard Xiaoying say that your grades in high school were very good, do you have any thoughts of going back to college?"

Wu Ming was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this question, he gave up college to work because of his family's difficult circumstances.

Looking back, I was indeed a little unwilling at that time.

But now it's different, both in terms of experience and vision, I have improved tremendously.

Wu Ming smiled: "I'm doing business with some friends now, and I won't consider going back to college as a student for the time being." ”

Fang Nuan snorted and nodded: "You are a very assertive child, I won't persuade you to do anything." But young time is precious and should be used to do something most meaningful. ”

Wu Ming thought to himself, I am now shuttling through the world of mythology to help the gods find the lost mythological era, is this the most meaningful thing?

Wu Ying, who was next to Wu Ming, suddenly stood up and turned to look at the classmates in the back row.

"Students, it's hard to come out to collect style, don't be so boring, let's come to the talent show, okay?"

The dozen or so female classmates in the back looked left and left, all of them looked eager to try, and the members of the literary club were all homebodies who read every day on weekdays, and it was rare to have the opportunity to come out and let off steam, and they all had a tendency to run wildly.

Wu Ying grinned and grabbed Wu Ming's arm: "Brother, you are a boy in the car, you come first to start." ”

"Me?" Wu Ming licked his lips: "I'm not the only boy, isn't the uncle who drives the car also a man?"

The driver laughed in front of him: "I'm still going to drive, young man, please start your show." ”

Wu Ming stood up helplessly, "What ...... am I performing?" ”

"Sing and dance as you like. Wu Ying took the lead, and a group of girls behind also began to coax.

"I ...... Let's do a magic trick. Wu Ming turned his head to look at Fang Nuan: "Teacher Fang, did you bring a flashlight with you when you went out for an outing this time?"

"Bring it. Fang Nuan was a little inexplicable, but he still took out a flashlight from his backpack and handed it to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming took the flashlight and looked at it, this is a portable flashlight, loaded with two high-energy batteries.

He opened the back cover of the flashlight, removed the battery, and then put two fingers into the flashlight: "Next, I will show you empty-handed power generation." ”

The group of girls in the back all came to their senses, staring at Wu Ming without blinking, to see how he was going to generate electricity empty-handed, and even Fang Nuan on the side was interested, looking at Wu Ming with a smile.

Wu Ming used the thunder method to reduce the power as much as possible, his two fingers trembled slightly, and the lamp head at the front of the flashlight suddenly emitted a bright beam.

"Wow, that's amazing!" "How?" "You have wires hidden on you?"

The girls in the back suddenly shouted.

"This magic is really magical. Fang Nuan smiled and said, "What's your name?"

"Hmm—no name. Wu Ming almost blurted out the three words "thunder in his palm".

"I know!" Wu Ying on the side raised his hand violently and said word by word: "The name of this magic trick is called: Generate electricity with love!"

Bang ——!

Wu Ming's hands trembled, and he didn't control the power well, the flashlight head suddenly exploded, and the girl behind him let out a burst of exclamation.

"It's all you, what kind of coaxing!" Wu Ming glared at Wu Ying, turned around and awkwardly handed the flashlight to Fang Nuan: "Teacher Fang, I'm sorry, I'll compensate you for a ...... when I turn around."

Fang Nuan took the flashlight with a smile and shook his head: "No need, but you failed the show and should be punished." ”

"Punished?" Wu Ming was a little confused, did he have to punish three glasses of wine?

"We are a literary club, so we will punish you for reciting a poem. Fang Nuan explained with a smile.

Wu Ming sighed, this punishment is acceptable: "Poetry, I want to think about it......"

"I'll just read this one. Wu Ming's heart moved, and he had already come up with a song: "Heaven and earth are long, my heart is entangled, this life is long, and there is no other ...... to ask for"

Halfway through the reading, Wu Ming was silent, these were the two lines of poetry that Mrs. Fang had read before she died, and he hadn't heard it in the back, so he couldn't read it.

"No, it doesn't feel like it's over?" Wu Ying asked on the side.

Wu Ming shrugged: "I'll just remember these few sentences, and the rest won't be." ”

Suddenly, Fang Nuan's voice sounded from behind: "I can't ask for it, I can't give it up, I will be born in the next life, endlessly, those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say what I want." ”

Wu Ming's expression changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Fang Nuan.

Fang Nuan still had the same smile on his face: "This poem is about the lingering feelings when parting with my lover, which is very touching and good." ”