I Am the Sister of the School Grass

    Wu Su was very persevering and wanted to come in and persuade himself, so he heard Zhang Qiaoqiao help him.

    "Fang Zheng, why are you staying here if you don't rehearse?"

    Fang Zheng thought about it 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."

    "Live Lei Feng."

    Zhang Qiaoqiao's forehead jumped and reluctantly agreed.

    Wu Su walked to the playground almost in a trance.

    At one point he felt like he was hallucinating.

    Otherwise, Brother Zheng, who has never been interested in literary and artistic activities, doesn't even play the ball, why does he go to rehearsal in the class? !

    Tong Qiu did not sign up for the art show, and has gone home now.

    Yunyan took out her bag, turned around, and gave Fang Zheng a dark gray woven pencil case.

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

    Yunyan will not be so stupid now that Fang Zheng is waiting for her.

    She said, "I see you looking for a pen every time you go to class. This pen bag is for you."

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

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

    That was written by Fang Zheng after several nights.

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

    Yunyan was very surprised when she saw the content inside.

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

    Yunyan was about to ask.

    Mother Fang 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 a kind girl, she accepted the book.

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

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

    Mother Fang prepared everything that night.

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

    Therefore, the light gray pencil case in Fang Zheng's hand was woven 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, I don't dare, I have no skin."

    Yunyan and Fang Zheng spoke at the same time.

    "Leave him alone."

    "Not for sale."

    Cheng Li: "..." This brother and sister! 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 does not appear to be for sale.

    Fang Zheng likes it more and more.

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

    I plan to use the pencil case for its own purposes.

    Referred to as the sense of ritual.

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

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

     'click'.

    His Dumiao Miao pen was finally found.

    Just as Fang Zheng was about to put the pen into the pencil case, he suddenly found that the classroom was quiet.

    Look up.

    The classmates around the first row, Zhang Qiaoqiao, have all stopped talking and turned to look at him.

    Fang Zheng: "…"