"Tell me, what did you do?" Zhuge Xin pressed Feng Lan against the wall with a serious look on his face, like a wall-dong.
An aunt passed by and stared at her for a second
"Ouyou, you are so young now. If you don't learn well, you just mess around all day long. It's really serious..."
He kept mumbling and left, which made both of them very embarrassed. Zhuge Xingru released Feng Lan tightly, coughed a few times, and said:
"Quick, be lenient if you confess, be strict if you resist"
"What, I don't even know what you are talking about"
Zhuge Xin was a little impatient. Feng Lan felt that it would be difficult to get through this matter if he didn't talk about it now, but he couldn't tell everything. Hey, there is
He put an arm on Zhuge Xin, hugged Zhuge Xin, and said mysteriously:
"Just now, when I was pressed to the ground, I suddenly had a whim, what would happen if I used mental power to attack? It seems that ordinary people are completely unable to resist this kind of attack, but it consumes a lot of money. After I used it once, I was at least half
This trick cannot be used within the month, because it not only consumes energy, but also consumes mental power."
Zhuge Xin said oh in doubt, but in his heart he was planning to go home and ask his father.
Reading the letter and nodding, Feng Lan let out a sigh of relief. Children are easy to fool. I hope I got it right, otherwise the secret will be revealed when I ask Uncle Zhuge.
"Okay, okay, haven't I told you everything? Go home!" Feng Lan grabbed the letter and ran home.
One day, there was only one day left before the exam, and there was not much time left for the students. On this day of physical education class, Yan Ximeng asked Feng Lan to a corner
Before she could say anything, Lihua burst into tears. Feng Lan was confused, what? I haven't done anything wrong recently, right? I don't care.
"I was wrong, please forgive me"
"What? Then tell me where you went wrong?"
Without even thinking about it, Feng Lan immediately spoke two words: "breathe" based on her rich experience in interacting with her classmates in her previous life and a man's innate desire to survive.
Yan Ximeng laughed through her tears, then started crying again, saying with a sobbing voice:
"You don't know anything at all"
"You didn't tell me either," Feng Lan muttered softly.
"ah?"
"Well, I mean, it's all my fault. I don't even know where I went wrong."
Yan Ximeng burst into laughter again, her expression still very sad and said:
"Actually, I'm going to transfer school. My dad knows what happened to me here. He wants to transfer me to a noble school."
Feng Lan's expression froze instantly, sadness spread like a virus
The influence is extremely strong, but only for that moment, Feng Lan understood that if he showed sadness, Ximeng would be even sadder, no
Feng Lan smiled and said to Yan Ximeng
"It's okay. Since you are leaving, let's spend the remaining days well. How many days can you stop after the exam?"
"One day at most"
One day, what can you do in one day? Don’t you dare give me a few more days? I think like this in my heart, but I can’t say it with my mouth.
"It's okay, just take it one day at a time. We will go out to play in the afternoon the day after the exam."
"Hmm" This time, I trembled slightly, as if I was about to cry. Tears were waiting in line at the edge of my eyes, and some even wanted to jump in the queue.
"Stop crying. If you cry again, I'll be done with you."
"No," Yan Ximeng said, wiping away the tears that had not come out, and ran away.
During the exam, Feng Lan wanted to skip this time period. After finishing writing quickly, she skillfully held the pen between her index finger and middle finger and made a circular motion, commonly known as pen turning. It is said that those who can turn pen are not necessarily academic masters, but academics
Ba will definitely change his pen
Turning the pen can drive the rotation of the brain, thereby achieving the miraculous effect of overcoming problems. However, Feng Lan turned the pen just to plan how to play for a while so that Ximeng can leave without leaving any regrets.
Bang, the pen he had been spinning for more than half an hour fell. At the same time, the bell rang. Feng Lan picked up the pen and left. He always only brought one pen with him to exams.
A girl who was passing by reached out and grabbed Yan Ximeng's arm. Feng Lan was surprised. Could it be that I still have the talent to be a domineering CEO?
At the same time, Zhuge Xin followed him. He was not planning to bring this light bulb. Losing money, which is evil, forced people to bring a small light bulb. As expected, money is the source of evil.
"Where are we going?" Yan Ximeng was the first to speak. After all, she was the only one who didn't know the plan.
"It's okay, just follow me closely." I'm afraid Feng Lan isn't a voice changer. Why can he have all kinds of sounds? His voice is so crisp today.
Zhuge Xin on the side almost vomited. If he had known it earlier, he wouldn't have come. He could have just given some money and played by himself.
At first, his voice sounded like that of a domineering president, but once I saw it... it sounded a bit too low-key.
The three of them were blocking the way, with Zhuge Xin sitting in front, Feng Lan and Yan Ximeng sitting in the back.
"Master, Happy Valley"
"Okay"
In about half an hour, we arrived at Happy Valley. There were still relatively few people there, but it was still very dark as far as the eye could see.
"Okay, let's have some fun!" Feng Lan gave the order, and the three children rushed forward.
I waited in line for quite a while.
Finally came in, Feng Lan took Yan Ximeng's arm
"Let's go and have a look over there"
Zhuge Xin was still worried about his lucky money. He looked up and saw, where is the person? I'll go, Feng Lan, you shameless person, sooner or later I will practice an explosive charm and kill you.
Zhuge Xin was still looking at the play guide. He had already boarded the roller coaster over there and was still in the conspicuous first row. The roller coaster started very slowly. Zhuge Xin was looking around for the two of them.
The first downhill is coming soon, Feng Lan said
"Get ready to scream, 3...2...1..., ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ximeng, you have to scream, this will create the atmosphere and you will be in a good mood."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" Yan Ximeng also yelled with all his strength, shouting out all the grievances he had felt over the past few days.
Zhuge Xin is still wandering in the huge crowd, so he can't find anyone. Wait, who is the one in the first row of the roller coaster?
Zhuge believes in the yin and yang system, which has some bonuses for the eyes and can see further. He said that the same energy is mobilized to the eyes
I'm going, Feng Lan, I'm going to blow you up to death (smile gradually becomes more ferocious)
After a while, the roller coaster came down here
"Ah, it feels so good. Ximeng, are you feeling better too?"
"Yeah."
It's the highest day, and I'm wearing thick clothes today
"Feng...Lan..."
Lost, forgot about him
"I'll kill you!"
"Ximeng, run!" Feng Lan grabbed Yan Ximeng's arm and ran away
The joy in the atmosphere finally completely dispelled Yan Ximeng's haze. Feng Lan was saying: Run. Zhuge Xin chased and shouted: Don't run. Although he will leave tomorrow, at least he is still here today. He is still here now.
What else is there to be sad about?
After that, they experienced many vomiting projects together. After three hours, unexpectedly, the first ones to vomit were two "brave" boys. Later, Feng Lan thought this was a big stain in her life.
It is always said that happy time is short, very short. If possible, Yan Ximeng hopes that time will stay on this afternoon, never leaving, never having to say goodbye, and always being as happy as this afternoon.
Thinking about it this way, time is quite ruthless. He always likes to magnify sadness infinitely and shrink happiness infinitely.
Or maybe it doesn't matter about time at all, time means: I won't take the blame. It's just that we are too greedy...
