For the next period of time, Cheng Han was extremely annoyed.
Yan Dongshan, the head teacher, came after hearing the news and solemnly expressed his congratulations and talked for a long time.
There is no need to elaborate on the specific content. Anyway, the core meaning is - calling on the whole class to learn from Cheng Han.
The other students all looked envious.
But before Cheng Han traveled through time, he was already an adult in his twenties. Faced with this situation, he really felt a little embarrassed.
And every teacher who takes the class will get to know Cheng Han again.
Especially the beautiful young woman who taught the history of the banyan tree, Ye Qin, showed a bright and charming smile and said seriously: "Classmate Cheng Han, please give me more advice in the future!"
This is no joke.
Now the whole school knows that Vice Principal Yan Dongting personally asserted that Cheng Han will definitely become a soldier in the future, and even becoming a captain of the Black Armor Army is not out of reach.
In everyone's eyes, his future is infinitely bright.
Isn’t it natural for teachers to be so polite?
And during the break, the flow of people outside the corridor is even more continuous, which is more than ten times more lively than the vegetable market.
People who eat melons pass by the classroom door or window, without exception, they will turn their heads and look in, and many people will point their fingers.
Cheng Han sighed deeply and murmured in a low voice: "I can't live this life."
He felt extremely regretful and should not have been the one who stood out.
But then again.
Cheng Han really didn't intend to be so high-profile, but the eyes of these people were so vicious that he couldn't hide his clumsiness even if he wanted to.
Qian Qingqing, our female deskmate, asked curiously: "Cheng Han, what are you mumbling about again?"
Cheng Han glanced at her and didn't bother to explain. He picked up a book and held it in front of his face.
Very annoying!
Out of sight!
The little girl glanced at the crowd outside the door and suddenly burst out laughing.
After a while.
Qian Qingqing suddenly let out a hateful "poof": "Why are these fifth-grade seniors so shameless?"
Cheng Han blinked.
What did this little girl see?
He put the book down a little and glanced at the door.
As soon as I saw it, I saw several pretty figures dressed up in gorgeous clothes, blocking the door openly and whispering from time to time.
Compared with the little girls who are just a mile away, their development status is much better. Their figures can be said to be graceful and graceful. Coupled with their youthful and beautiful appearance, they look very eye-catching.
This scene naturally attracted the attention of all the boys in the class.
Cheng Han suddenly realized, no wonder the little girl felt strong pressure from competition.
Qian Qingqing turned around and said with jealousy: "Cheng Han, I heard that the boys in school call them the four orchids of No. 15 Middle School. Which one do you like?"
Cheng Han thought of teasing her and said leisurely: "You are better than them all."
Qian Qingqing's pretty face was instantly filled with crimson.
Cheng Han chuckled secretly and covered his face with the book again.
After all, he does think little girls are pretty good.
Not only is this little girl beautiful, she has a gentle and virtuous temperament, and her family background is quite good. She is also very clever and handy. Quite a few of the snacks she feeds are made by her herself.
In short, there are many advantages.
Although it is still a small flat plateau at present, time contains the power of vicissitudes. In just a few years, it is very possible for the plains to turn into strange peaks.
Cheng Han truly felt that marrying a younger girl would be a good choice when he reached the age where he could consider marriage.
"Dingling~"
The bell rang.
The last class of the afternoon, the self-study class, began.
The melon-eating crowd fled in all directions, and the four orchids also floated away.
Cheng Han breathed a sigh of relief and put down the book.
Qian Qingqing also breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought about the feeding plan for the next day, and asked with a smile: "Cheng Han, what do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll bring it to you!"
Cheng Han pondered for a while and announced a name: "Orchid cake."
The little girl glared at him fiercely and said with an angry expression: "This one won't work! Change it to another one!"
She hates orchids!
Hate everything related to orchids too!
*
After school.
Cheng Han quickly left the school despite the gazes of onlookers.
He rode a bicycle for a while, and a feathered beast came running behind him, its dull footsteps shaking the ground.
Sitting above the saddle on the feathered beast's back was a middle-aged man and a short boy.
"Ding~ding~"
The boy suddenly rang a delicate bell.
This is a beast bell that every feathered beast is equipped with. It can communicate with the feathered beast and also remind passers-by to avoid it.
Cheng Han turned his head and glanced subconsciously.
The boy waved his right hand vigorously and shouted enthusiastically: "Senior Cheng Han!"
The middle-aged man was startled for a moment, and then he seemed to remember something. He immediately showed a friendly smile and waved his hands slightly.
The muzzled feather beast also turned its head and looked over, with a pair of vertical pupils showing curiosity.
Cheng Han had no choice but to wave to the other party out of politeness.
The boy smiled even wider.
"Bang! Bang!"
The feathered beast's footsteps faded away.
Cheng Han shook his head speechlessly: "There will be no peace on the way home."
*
Cheng Han did not go back to Shanyifang directly, but rode to a nearby vegetable market.
He once promised that as long as the mastermind behind the Grass Dog incident, namely Qin Zicheng, was solved, he would bake a fragrant roasted whole rabbit for Black Cat.
He planned to go to the market to buy some seasonings and fulfill his promise tonight.
Not long after.
Cheng Han arrived at the market, locked his bicycle first, walked around half a circle, and found a stall selling condiments.
This is a stall he has visited many times.
But the stall owner is not an old face.
Instead, she was replaced by an ordinary-looking young woman, and she was accompanied by a pair of twin girls, about three years old, who were probably her daughters.
Cheng Han asked curiously: "Where's Uncle Chen? Has he transferred the stall?"
The female stall owner was stunned for a moment and showed a tired smile: "The stall has not been transferred. It's just that my father has been sick these days, so I temporarily helped look after the stall."
She then asked: "Are you a regular customer? What do you want to buy?"
Cheng Han skillfully reported the names of several spices and their corresponding amounts.
The female stall owner smiled and said: "Please wait a moment, I will get it for you."
The twins next to them were at a lively and active age and couldn't sit still at all. They took advantage of their mother not paying attention and secretly took some spices.
The female stall owner noticed it and scolded: "Linlin, Longlong, don't take things randomly and put them back quickly."
She was picking up condiments with both hands, and wanted to stop her daughter, which made her a little confused.
Cheng Han's heart moved, he looked at the twins and asked, "Little guys, as long as you don't cause trouble, I'll do a trick for you, okay?"
The twins looked at each other and nodded together: "Okay!"
Cheng Han pointed to the stall: "You put your things back first."
The twins put down their things obediently.
The female stall owner's lips moved, but in the end she said nothing.
Cheng Han raised his right hand and said with a smile, "Watch it."
"Snapped!"
He snapped his fingers.
The big sparks suddenly appeared, fell down, and disappeared.
This move looks quite cool.
The twins exclaimed in surprise: "Wow!"
Cheng Han touched their heads: "You have to listen to mother, do you understand?"
The twins nodded repeatedly: "Yeah!"
The female stall owner was surprised and said politely: "Thank you!"
She didn't expect that the young man who came to buy seasonings had such a unique skill.
Cheng Han waved his hand: "It doesn't matter."
This rubbing of Mars with each hand is naturally a tip for applying the True Flame Residual Seal.
Street performers in this world can also play tricks like this. The difference is that the latter uses some kind of flammable material, while he uses extraordinary power.
After Cheng Han finished buying the condiments, he said hello to the twins, then turned and left.
"Cough! Cough!"
A violent cough suddenly sounded.
Cheng Han looked back and found that the twins were coughing and out of breath.
The female stall owner asked in panic: "Linlin, Longlong, what's wrong with you?"
Cheng Han frowned.
If only one little girl coughs, it can be explained by illness. After all, the temperature is lower in the morning and evening, and children have weak immunity and are indeed prone to illness.
But something was obviously wrong with the two little girls coughing at the same time.
