Fang Yifan’s life is gradually getting on the right track.
It's a very ironic word. The same thing is repeated every day. When a person reaches a certain age, studying, working, getting married, and having children, this is called the right track.
Life in the senior year of high school is really too boring. You can't just eat, go to class, do questions, eat, go to the toilet, go to class, eat, do questions, and sleep.
Would you like to write a running account of such things for the readers to see?
However, Fang Yifan also has something to be happy about. After almost a week of fermentation on Douyin, Xiaoba’s Cute Pet Diary has nearly 600,000 fans.
Mainly because the video of the body shaking with the sound of gunshots in the chicken game became a popular video.
Coupled with the help of 10w of real money, it is reasonable to achieve this effect.
Looking at the physics teacher who came to class because the physical education teacher was "sick", Fang Yifan sighed helplessly.
Let’s think about how to take a video tomorrow. After all, today is Friday. Even if you get distracted, the teacher can understand it, right?
(Readers who are still in school, please don’t learn this)
After packing their schoolbags, Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang were going to the sprint class to meet Lei'er and go home together.
As for why there is Ji Yangyang?
Classmates - hugging together for warmth - cold outside and hot inside - working together
It can only be said that friendship in student days is like the plot of a TV series - it makes no sense.
Fang Yifan, who was about to walk into Lei'er's classroom, looked at Wang Yidi walking towards him.
Thinking that it was their territory after all, I had better take a step back.
"Hi! Are you looking for Lin Lei'er?"
Looking at Wang Yidi, who took the initiative to give up his position and greeted him.
Fang Yifan was a little confused: Do Wang Yidi and I have such a good relationship?
"Well, what about you? Going to a cram school?" I replied politely.
"Well, I'll go first, bye."
"Bye."
Fang Yifan didn't pay much attention to this matter, and soon a classmate with whom he had a good relationship greeted him.
"Fang Hou'er, we're going out to eat later, are you going?"
"I'm not going. I have something to do later. You can go."
"Okay, let's go."
After packing his things, Lei'er asked curiously: "Cousin, where are we going soon?"
Fang Yifan pushed Lin Lei'er's shoulder and walked out, explaining as he walked: "Let's go eat first, and then buy something. Let's go, let's go, I'm going to starve to death."
"Yang Yang, are you still studying in the evening today?" Fang Yifan suddenly remembered in the corridor outside the classroom.
"No, I'm going to my uncle's place later to play with cars. Do you want to go?" Ji Yangyang still looked indifferent as usual.
"Let's go, Lei'er, what about you?" Fang Yifan was still a little excited thinking about the kart in the plot.
"Cousin, if you go, I will go too." Lin Lei'er has only one purpose: to be close to my cousin.
For a scholar like him, he can also do questions in his mind and play Go on the racing track, right?
Fang Yifan looked at Lin Lei'er with a somewhat depressed look. Lin Lei'er had the long-lost frustration of a time traveler.
Fang Yifan secretly made up his mind that he must experience the feeling of being a god in the world in the future.
"Fang Houer, where are you going?" Qiao Yingzi, who was about to go back to the classroom, looked at the combination of the three people in front of her with curiosity.
When did Ji Yangyang become so familiar with him?
Weren't they two love rivals before? Thinking of their love triangle, Yingzi glanced at Taozi beside him with some excitement.
"We are going to eat, are you going?" I was a little curious about how they came back from outside, but I didn't ask much.
Yingzi was a little excited, but when she thought of her mother Song Qian, she was still at home waiting for her to return.
I could only reluctantly refuse: "I'm not going. My mother is still waiting for me at home. You can go."
Yingzi looked at Tao Zi beside him. Tao Zi looked at Ji Yangyang, a little moved, but if Yingzi didn't go.
"I'm not going either, you go and eat." Tao Zi waved his hand, it would be really embarrassing if he went alone.
Before leaving, Yingzi shouted to Fang Yifan fiercely: "Fang Yifan, don't forget what will happen tomorrow! Otherwise you will be dead."
Lei'er, who had been silent all this time, was a little curious: "Cousin, what will happen tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is Yingzi's birthday. Tomorrow night we will go to her house to celebrate her birthday."
"What I'm talking about is buying her a gift."
"Cousin, do you want me to buy you a gift too?"
"Of course, I went to buy it for you today."
"What about yours?"
"I bought mine a long time ago. It's the express delivery we went for yesterday. Do you remember?" (You can guess what the gift is. Hint: Yingzi's hobby.)
"Ah, I remembered it."
……
"Yang Yang, why do you feel so bad? What's wrong?" Fang Yifan looked at Ji Yangyang who hadn't eaten much.
Ji Yangyang thought of the quarrel with her father yesterday, shook her head and said nothing.
I unexpectedly found a delicious spicy hotpot restaurant, and Fang Yifan was concentrating on enjoying the food.
But looking at the guy in front of him who showed his worries on his face, Fang Yifan put a few prawns into Ji Yangyang's bowl.
"Eat as much as you can, otherwise you won't be able to outrun me in the car."
"You can't outrun me even if I don't eat for three days." Don't let yourself affect everyone's interest.
Looking at the always optimist Fang Yifan in front of him, Ji Yangyang suddenly felt a little envious of him.
"Cousin, what gift should I give Yingzi?" After eating, Lei'er asked the question that has been bothering him until now.
After all, I really have no experience in this area.
"Yingzi likes astronomy, give her a copy of "The Martian""
"There should be some in Xinhua Bookstore. We'll go there after dinner soon."
"Go-go-go, let's go racing." The big hand of the second grader waved forward, and Fang Yifan took the lead and led the two weak academic masters and the indifferent academic scumbag who fit the second dimension.
"Why are you the protagonist?" Ji Yangyang looked a little unconvinced at this guy who seemed to be speaking his mind.
"Because if you are the leading actor, you will lose a large part of the audience."
"Where does this fallacy come from?"
"First of all, I am wearing red clothes today; also, I am obviously more sunny, cheerful, handsome and handsome"
"Alas, why are you two walking so fast?"
"Wait for me."
Fang Yifan, who finally caught up with them, gasped and said: "If you don't agree with my second point, you must agree with the first point."
"Besides, Lei'er, you've also learned bad things and actually abandoned your cousin and ran away with another man."
"Do you want to die?" Ji Yangyang, who was holding Fang Yifan's neck, couldn't bear his harsh words.
Try your best to break free from his hand, and at the same time get rid of his stretched out hand, begging for mercy: "Wrong, wrong."
"Cousin, what does the protagonist have to do with wearing red clothes?" Lin Lei'er on the side was still troubled by this question.
Well, Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang looked at each other and smiled helplessly.
There is also a simple child here.
"Lei'er, what does red represent?"
"China? Passion? Spring Festival? Love?"
"Is it possible it's flames?" Fang Yifan interrupted Lin Lei'er who was trying to list them all.
"What does this have to do with flames?" Lin Lei'er maintained the excellent character of a good student who is not ashamed to ask questions.
"Have you not noticed that the protagonists of many Chinese comics have the power of fire?"
"Like Huo Linfei, Xiao Yan, Cao Yanbing and so on."
"What if you don't wear red tomorrow?"
"Then I'll wear red underwear."
"That"
"You have too many questions, let's go." He used physical means to forcibly stop Lei'er from asking questions.
Seeing Fang Yifan being forced to this point, Ji Yangyang's mood suddenly improved.
Fang Yifan looked at the happy Ji Yangyang, but he still couldn't think of a solution to the problem that had been bothering him.
How should I tell you about your mother's illness?