Fang Zheng thought for a while and spit out two words: "Substitute."

Zhang Qiaoqiao's black question mark face: "???"

Cheng Li explained to him with a smile: "Sister Qiao, our brother Zheng said that if there are not enough people in the rehearsal for a while, he will be a substitute."

The remaining boys in the class immediately picked up the conversation.

"Brother Zheng is a good man."

"Living Lei Feng."

Zhang Qiaoqiao's forehead jumped and reluctantly agreed.

Wu Su walked towards the playground almost in a trance.

At one point he felt like he was hallucinating.

Otherwise, why did Brother Zheng, who has never been interested in literary and artistic activities, not even play ball and go to rehearsal in the class? !

Tong Qiu didn't sign up for the art show, and has already gone home now.

Yun Yan dug out from her schoolbag, turned around, and gave Fang Zheng a dark gray woven pencil case.

If Fang Zheng looked closely, he could see that a flower body 'Y' was embroidered with the same color line in the lower left corner of the pencil case.

Yun Yan will not be stupid now and don't know that Fang Zheng is waiting for her.

She said, "I see that you look for a pen every time you go to class. This pencil case is for you."

On the first night before Yunyan officially entered school, she took out the notebook from her schoolbag.

It summarizes all the basic knowledge of high school mathematics and physics, and it is organized.

It was written by Fang Zheng after several nights.

At that time, Yunyan wanted to return this book to Fang Zheng, but Fang Zheng's mother told her that it was specially prepared for her by Fang Zheng.

After Yunyan saw the contents inside, she was very surprised.

She has done so many sets of papers, and almost all of them are full marks enough to prove that she doesn't need to look at these basic concepts at all.

Yunyan was about to ask.

Fang's mother thought she wanted to refuse, and said, "This is also a piece of my brother's heart. Over the years, I have never seen him care so much about anyone."

Yunyan is an understanding girl, she accepted the book.

Fang's mother looked at her well-behaved daughter and couldn't help but ask her what she wanted.

At that time, Yunyan wanted to give Fang Zheng a small gift, so she said the materials she wanted.

Mother Fang had everything ready that night.

Although she didn't know what her daughter wanted to do, this was the first time her daughter made a request, and she had to do it.

Therefore, the light gray pencil case in Fang Zheng's hand was woven one by one by Yunyan with half-finger-wide flat threads.

Cheng Li came over and said, "Yunyan, this pencil case is very unique. Where did you buy it? I'll buy a couple's style with our brother Zheng."

Fang Zheng rubbed his elbow on his stomach, and Cheng Li quickly bent down.

"No, no, no, no skin."

Yun Yan and Fang Zheng spoke at the same time.

"Leave him."

"Not for sale."

Cheng Li: "..." These brothers and sisters! Too much! Bully him without a sister and sister!

When Yunyan and the others were discussing what to perform, Fang Zheng couldn't hold back, he took a pencil case and looked at it secretly in his desk pocket.

This thing has no label, no logo, and it looks very unique.

It looks like it's not for sale.

Fang Zheng likes it more and more.

He wanted to find all the pens in his schoolbag and put them in.

Intend to use the pencil case to its own usefulness.

It's called a sense of ceremony.

As a result, Fang Zheng took out all the books in his schoolbag, but couldn't find a pen.

Fang Zheng kept doing it, and shook the bottom of his schoolbag upside down.

A 'click' sound.

His only Miao Miao pen was finally found.

Just when Fang Zheng was about to put the pen into the pen bag, he suddenly found that the classroom was quiet.

A look up.

Zhang Qiaoqiao in the first row, as the classmates over there, have all stopped talking and turned to look at him.

Fang Zheng: "..."

Chapter 13

At the moment when everyone met the eyes of the school grass, they quickly averted their eyes.

"Come on, I think it's appropriate for our class to perform poetry and recitation, Haiyan is like black lightning..."

Cheng Li's voice rang out in the quiet classroom.

For the sake of everyone's attention to Brother Zheng, he betrayed himself and sacrificed himself for others.

Old Liu suddenly stuck out a head and said, "Are our class going to recite "Haiyan"?"

Zhang Qiaoqiao said quickly, "Teacher, it's not our class, it's Cheng Li alone."

Lao Liu just asked a question and left.

A boy said: "Fortunately, Lao Liu didn't continue to ask questions, otherwise our class might have to put on another 'Single Poetry by President Cheng' program."

Cheng Li was frightened after a while.

"Damn it, don't be a crow."

They discussed it to the end and decided to dance this year, but not the same jazz dance as last year.

It is a classical dance that is friendly to newcomers.

This kind of dance is easy for newcomers to get started with. The girls wear fairy-like embroidered gauze skirts, and the stage effect is very good.

Yunyan looked at the video on Zhang Qiaoqiao's mobile phone and thought it wasn't too difficult.

She should be able to learn in more than ten days.

After disbanding, Cheng Li walked with Fang Yunyan and Fang Zheng.

He sighed: "You didn't see the eyes that Lao Liu looked at me just now, as if he was coming to discuss with me."

Fang Yunyan was delighted, the corners of his lips rose, and his eyebrows curved.

"That's what you recite," she said.

Cheng Li was so proud of himself that he couldn't help but perform again.

He has practiced both recitation and speech.

Accompanied by the cadence of the boy's recitation, several people walked out of the school gate and waved goodbye.

None of them noticed that under the shade of the tree at the school gate, Lao Liu was communicating with a student's parent.

Lao Liu looked at the direction Cheng Liyuan was walking, with admiration in his eyes.