() Actions are one step ahead of thoughts. The princess later realized that her actions just now were too intimate and should not be seen between ordinary classmates.
She raised her head anxiously and saw the clear eyes beside her that were full of complexity. She didn't know if she remembered something, and at that moment her own mood became congested.
Once upon a time, the two of them could do this action dozens of times a day. Why do they have to be so careful today?
Lu Yang quickly looked away, smiled slightly but said nothing.
"That's great," Grant stepped forward, threw the chalk into Lu Yang's chalk box, glanced at the two of them, and said, "That's it!"
"Classmate Lu Yang," the princess just stared at Lu Yang stubbornly and asked, "What do you think?"
"not bad."
Taking the chalk from Jiang Ling's hand, Lu Yang stood up and prepared to return the chalk box to its place.
"not bad?"
When Ge Lan heard this, he was very unhappy. He stopped Lu Yang and said, "New classmate, are you too arrogant? This blackboard newspaper is worthy of winning an award!"
The theme of the blackboard newspaper is to welcome new classmates. It has the typical style of this era. It is surrounded by many patterns of flowers, plants and animals, and divided into several pieces in the middle. The princess is very good at painting, the flowers, plants and animals are very realistic, plus Jiang Ling’s grand fonts, and Ge
One of Lan's English poems is indeed of a very high standard in this era.
"I didn't say bad."
Lu Yang felt helpless and found that Ge Lan was still a fiery person.
"Just nice?"
Looking at Lu Yang's dull expression, Grant's heart was burning even more fiercely than the sweltering heat of September, and he asked, "Then you mean you can produce a better one?"
"I didn't say that."
Lu Yang shook his head. He was unfamiliar with Ge Lan before, but now he realized that he was a hot-blooded person.
"That's what you meant!"
Seeing that Lu Yang's expression was not flustered at all, Ge Lan became even more angry.
"Glen, calm down!"
The princess hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over, pulled Grant's hand away, and said with a serious expression: "Classmate Lu Yang, I hope you can speak frankly about your true views. This first issue of the blackboard newspaper will participate in the school-wide blackboard newspaper competition, and it affects us.
The honor of the class, we are a collective, right?"
Unexpectedly, what he just said would be used by the other party. Lu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart. He deliberately did not look at the cunning princess whose eyes flashed. He looked at Jiang Ling, who was silent but with shining eyes, and Ge, who looked angry.
Lan said seriously: "The paintings are exquisite, the Chinese is very grand, and the English is also beautiful, just..."
"Just what?"
Hearing Lu Yang say that his English is beautiful, Ge Lan felt a little proud in his heart, and the tone of his questioning was not so harsh.
"Nothing new," Lu Yang expressed his thoughts, and then added: "I think the classmates may not be very interested in reading it. I personally think that the blackboard newspaper cannot attract even the classmates in my own class. I think it is good to describe it."
That’s enough.”
"What's new?"
Gulen was stunned and his arrogance suddenly disappeared. This is how blackboard newspapers are published. What new method is needed?
The princess looked at her childhood sweetheart with glittering eyes and a smile on her lips.
"Then tell me," Gulenyou was unconvinced and asked, "How can it be so new?"
On the other hand, Jiang Ling also looked at Lu Yang with great interest, curious about what he would say.
"Let me talk about some problems with this blackboard newspaper first," Lu Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he started chatting: "Although these patterns are well drawn, they are too realistic and cannot give people a refreshing feeling. There are also these new semesters.
No matter how good the calligraphy of the plan is, no students will read it seriously. As for the English poem, it is too profound and most students cannot understand it at all."
"You! You! You!"
Seeing that his carefully prepared English poem was criticized, Grant jumped angrily and said angrily: "Then you go ahead!"
However, Grant also knew that this English poem was copied from a book, and she could only understand many of the words in it through a dictionary. It would be impossible for a junior high school student to understand it on her own.
But everyone does this, otherwise how can we show our level?
"My painting is not as good as the princess's, my writing is not as good as Jiang Ling's, and my English is not as good as yours." Lu Yang shook his head and said, "I just think, if I had to do it myself, I would definitely not be as good as you."
"Classmate Lu Yang," the princess's eyes were crooked, she pulled Lu Yang's short sleeves and walked to the blackboard, and asked gently: "Then think about how to change this appropriately?"
At this time, Jiang Ling also came over. Although Ge Lan was still depressed, he could only follow him.
"For example, in the sentence 'Welcome your old classmate, welcome your new classmate', if the kitten next to it could be anthropomorphic, like Oolong in Dragon Ball, it would be easier to attract attention. But not like this, it should be more cute and exaggerated.
"
Lu Yang talked for a long time, but seeing that the princess still didn't understand, she just looked at him innocently with her big eyes, so he had no choice but to step forward and 'show off' his poor painting skills.
Soon a cute cat with a Tuzki style appeared on the blackboard crookedly, with triangular erect ears, a fat round head, squinting eyes, no mouth or nose, a short neck and soft arms, and three whiskers on one side.
"What is this painting?"
Glenn squinted at Lu Yang's 'masterpiece' and almost burst into laughter.
"Quite interesting..."
The princess was thoughtful, holding the chalk on one side and trying to get a feel for it. Her painting skills were far better than Lu Yang's, and the results were much better.
"Ah, what a cute kitten!"
Grant stared at the kitten on the blackboard with a smile and praised it. It was really eye-catching and it was easy to be attracted to it.
"Xiao Ling, what do you think?"
The princess was very satisfied after seeing it, but she also wanted to hear her friends' opinions.
"It's very interesting," Jiang Ling nodded, glanced at Lu Yang, with a worried look on his face, and said, "But can the teacher accept it?"
In these days, most teachers at children's schools are very conservative in their thinking and instinctively reject new things. Although the kitten in front of them is cute, it may not seem right to them.
"Whatever, at most I won't get a prize!"
The princess curled her lips and didn't care. Then she pulled Lu Yang over and asked for a lot of ideas. The final result made her feel refreshing.
The blackboard newspaper features two cute cats with obvious differences in appearance. One has a small bow on its head. Grant calls it the cat sister, and the other is naturally the cat brother. The new semester plan and short English are both starring two cute cats.
Cats are presented in conversational form.
"You guys really have some ideas..."
Grant admired his masterpiece and couldn't help but praise someone.
Although the English poem was replaced by a short dialogue, Grant was not angry at this time. Instead, he was a little proud, because the dialogue was a new semester greeting with a little humor, and it was placed in a prominent position in the upper left corner, which was less conspicuous than before.
The English poem in the lower right corner will obviously be noticed by more people.
Jiang Ling also had a smile on her face. This was really interesting. Girls can't resist cute things.
"Classmate Lu Yang, you are amazing!"
The princess was in a happy mood and threw the chalk in Lu Yang's hand, with the familiar look of admiration on her face.
Sure enough, Brother Yang is the best!
"Let's go, it's past five o'clock."
The familiar expression of the princess in front of him made Lu Yang's smile freeze. He put on his schoolbag, put down the chalk box in front of him, and left the school first.
By this time, most of the teachers had gone home, and the whole teaching building was quiet except for many high school students playing ball on the playground in the distance.
Lu Yang walked silently ahead, when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye.
"I have something to do, you go first."
What's up?
The princess was about to ask a question, but she changed her sentence behind Lu Yang's flying figure.
"We're waiting for you!"
"Oh, Concubine," Grant tutted at the princess and asked, "What's going on with you and your men..."
"Glen!"
The princess hurriedly covered Grant's mouth, her cheeks flushed even more brilliantly than the sunset at the moment, and she stamped her feet and said, "Don't talk nonsense in front of Lu Yang, it's not what you want!"
So what exactly is going on?
Grant hesitated and couldn't ask the question due to the obstruction of the princess's jade hands. The three of them looked at the boy's back as he walked away against the sunset.
"Sister Xiaoli, why don't you go home?"
Lu Yang ran under the basketball hoop, where three shirtless boys were shooting baskets. Wen Xiaoli stood by the basketball hoop alone with a frown on her face, carrying her schoolbag.
One of the boys heard the noise and quickly dropped the ball and walked over. He was stunned when he saw the person coming, and then said viciously: "Lu Yang, you have nothing to do here!"
Lu Yang was slightly stunned when he saw the boy's face clearly.
The Jiang Qiang in front of him is the son of Jiang Yongzheng, the director of the Red Shipyard. He seemed to be quite normal when he was a child. Later, his mother passed away in junior high school, and Jiang Yongzheng got married soon, which made him extremely dissatisfied, and he gradually became a problem student.
In his previous life, when Lu Yang was a member of society, this man was quite familiar with him. In his memory, he seemed to be Wen Xiaoli's earliest boyfriend.
It seemed that I had thought too simply before. Wen Xiaoli's degradation seemed to be more than just a lack of family care.
Seeing clearly that it was Jiang Qiang, Lu Yang didn't have much fear in his heart. This man was much shorter than him, and his single-person fighting ability was very tragic. Besides, this is a school after all, so he shouldn't have the guts to act recklessly now.
"Wen Xiaoli is living in my house now," Lu Yang stepped forward, forced Jiang Qiang to take two steps back, and said beside Wen Xiaoli, "Her business is my business."
"Who is this kid?"
"Quite arrogant!"
At this time, two other boys playing basketball also gathered around. They didn't know Lu Yang and they both looked at him askance. They were taller than Jiang Qiang, but they were not as tall as Lu Yang.
Lu Yang wanted to laugh in his heart. Sure enough, a boy like Jiang Qiang, as the boss, would only dare to take care of some puppies. A wolf would never be suppressed.
When Jiang Qiang was in the third grade of junior high school at Hong Shipyard, he had already fucked Lu Yang, who was in the first grade of junior high school. There was really nothing he could do to him. Besides, this was a school. Although he was not afraid of being caught by the teacher, he could not win in case of defeat.
Too embarrassing.
"Are you sure about it?"
Jiang Qiang stared at Lu Yang and saw that he just smiled slightly and said viciously: "We'll see!"
Watching Jiang Qiang and the others go to the high school teacher from the other side, Lu Yang looked back at Wen Xiaoli, who was at a loss and her eyes were a little red and swollen, and felt strange in his heart.
