"It's a pity that Auntie won't let me see Nan Nan now." Han Fei added, "How about, Jinghao, let's go see Nan Nan at night."
"Not tonight." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "Hong Tunan just woke up today, and her family will definitely choose to accompany her at night. If we go, we will just meet her.
In fact, I don't think there is any need to rush. Now that Hong Tunan has woken up, her mother's hatred for you will definitely diminish.
Besides, Hong Tunan definitely wants to see you. So you don't have to worry. In two days, you can see her openly. "
Han Fei thought about it and felt that what Xiang Nan said made sense, so she nodded.
…
That night, Xiang Nan was writing an article. At this moment, the door opened and Wu Yiyi barged in.
"Sister, next time before you come in, can you knock on the door first?" Xiang Nan said speechlessly.
"What does it have to do with it? I've always been like this." Wu Yiyi curled her lips and suddenly said gossiping, "Could it be that you are doing something embarrassing? You are afraid of being bumped into by me."
"Mom, take care of your daughter!" Xiang Nan shouted immediately after hearing this.
"Okay, let me ask you, how is this kid Zhang Fan?" Wu Yiyi asked.
"He's so good, what's he doing?" Xiang Nan asked in confusion.
"You don't know, his father asked me to be his art teacher. Then of course I have to get to know him well before I take up the post." Wu Yiyi explained.
Xiang Nan blinked, but he didn't expect that historical inertia was quite strong.
In the play, Wu Yiyi became Zhang Fan's tutor, and the two became acquainted through this.
However, he is optimistic about the outcome of this matter.
On the one hand, Zhang Fan has a good personality, is loyal, a good friend, and gentle and considerate to girls, so he is very suitable for Wu Yiyi; on the other hand, Wu Yiyi has a bold, outgoing, and enthusiastic personality, and is also a strong and powerful figure for the introverted and timid Zhang Fan. of supplement.
So the combination of the two of them is still very suitable.
"Zhang Fan is quite good. He really loves painting, but his talent is not that good." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "He is honest, timid, loyal, and considerate of his friends. He is a good man worth trusting."
"What [a good man worth trusting]? How old are you to know what a good man is?" Wu Yiyi complained, "Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore, let's go and have fun in the disco before it closes."
Xiang Nan smiled and didn't take it seriously.
…
Another day, Monday, back to school.
Zhang Fan found Xiang Nan and said, "Jinghao, did you know that your sister is the new art teacher my dad found for me."
"I know, my sister told me yesterday." Xiang Nan nodded.
"So what's your sister's temper like? She doesn't hit or scold people, does she?" Zhang Fan asked anxiously.
Although he only met Wu Yiyi once, he was quite impressed by her.
Fierce, beautiful, unrestrained, and not easy to mess with at first glance.
"Of course, that's my sister. I have been bullied by her since I was a child." Xiang Nan nodded.
"Ah?! No way." Zhang Fan looked frightened after hearing this.
"Anyway, I've wronged you, brother~" Xiang Nan patted him on the shoulder and said.
Zhang Fan immediately put on a bitter face.
…
At the same time, the sports committee member started asking everyone to register for the school sports meeting on Thursday.
Originally, the students were reluctant to sign up. After all, they were all in their senior year of high school and study was important. Sports meetings waste time and energy. Anyone who wants to do such a stupid thing can do it.
Therefore, no matter how much the sports committee appealed, everyone turned a blind eye and didn't take it seriously at all.
Seeing this, Xiang Nan walked onto the stage.
"Classmates, listen to me, this sports meeting is probably the last sports meeting we will participate in in our lives." He said, "In the future, when we go to college, go out into society, and work, there will be no such thing as opportunity.
This is our last chance to win glory for the class, win glory for ourselves, and shed our sweat on the playground. It would be a real pity if you miss it.
When we get old in the future, when we look back on our high school years, we will have no other time worth remembering except studying. That will be so boring.
So I hope everyone can sign up enthusiastically and don’t let your youth go blank and don’t leave regrets for yourself! "
After hearing what he said, the students were greatly encouraged and signed up one after another.
In a short time, more than twenty projects were submitted.
…
Han Fei even signed up for several events such as high jump, long jump, 100-meter run, relay run, 800-meter, 1,500-meter and so on.
"You want to be Superman." Xiang Nan couldn't help but complain after seeing it.
"What about you, don't you want to report anything?" Han Fei asked.
"Give others a way to survive. If I participate, others will have no chance to perform." Xiang Nan waved his hand.
Han Fei blinked and then nodded.
She is the one who knows how powerful Xiang Nan is. With just a tap of his toes, he can leap more than two meters high in the air. Such skill is almost like a myth.
If he goes to compete, he will shine brightly.
At that time, everyone's limelight will be stolen by him alone, which is really unfair to these people.
…
In addition to signing up for the competition, Xiang Nan also called on everyone to pool money together to prepare a batch of customized class uniforms. When the time comes to wear them out together, they will be even more uniform.
This also helps increase class cohesion.
"Zhang Fan, you are the best in drawing, so you will design the T-shirt pattern." Xiaobei asked Zhang Fan.
"Me?! Can you do it?" Zhang Fan lacked confidence.
"Don't worry, I believe you." Xiaobei smiled.
Zhang Fan had no choice but to nod.
Later, everyone also gave fifty yuan each to Xiaobei, who went to the clothing store to customize it.
Thirty-six people in class seven, 50 yuan each, that’s 1,800 yuan.
For students who have no income, it is a large amount of money, so Xiaobei is also very careful and plans to take it to the bank to deposit it after lunch.
Xiang Nan remembered that the money was lost in the play. He didn't know whether it was stolen or accidentally dropped. Just in case, he secretly sprinkled a little bit of essential oil on the envelope.
…
While queuing up to buy food at noon, Han Fei suddenly received a call.
After coming back, she smiled broadly and said, "Nan Nan just called me and said she wanted to see me and asked me to come over tonight."
"Okay." Xiang Nan smiled and nodded, "It seems that she is recovering well."
"Yes." Han Fei nodded. Hong Tunan's voice was clearly audible on the phone. He had not lost his ability to speak and was not as weak as a dying person. It seemed that his body was recovering well.
Xiaobei didn't even bother to eat. He only took a few bites and prepared to take the money and deposit it in the bank.
Xiang Nandu admired his dedicated attitude.
But when Xiaobei returned to the classroom and opened his schoolbag, he found that the money was missing.
