Fang Changan had no time to pay attention to the second middle school boy next to him. The older ones had to coax the younger ones.

Shen Mo no longer covered his face with books and lay on the table to read. Fang Chang'an looked at her, picked up the homework book and flipped it to the end, and wrote on the message board of the two of them: "I just didn't have the nerve to say that, actually I think the best among all the girls in our class is you."

After writing, I thought about it and drew a simple little man next to me. I pointed at the paper and attached a line of small characters written vertically: North of Tangzhuang, Shen Mo is the most beautiful!

Pointing Shen Mo with the book, the little girl turned her head to look at him, obviously still angry, with a tense face and a disregarded expression.

Fang Changan put the notebook between the two and signaled her to look. The little girl looked at him first, then looked down at what he had written. After only looking at the lines of words, she pursed the corner of her lips, secretly hid the smile that wanted to spread, raised her eyes and looked at the cute simple drawing, and finally couldn't help but the corner of her mouth was raised.

She was a little shy and didn't dare to look up. She held her pen and wrote on her homework book: "Why is it Tangzhuang?"

Fang Chang'an wrote: "You can't write about Majiagou, right?"

The little girl looked up at him, bit her lips and smiled, and wrote: "Tangzhuang has included the entire town to the north, I am not that good-looking."

Fang Chang'an smiled and continued to write: "Do you know what the hardest thing a person can do?"

Shen Mo blinked in confusion, and Fang Chang'an wrote the answer: "It's hard for people to know themselves, you are now."

This sentence can actually be expressed in other ways, such as "Woman, you know nothing about your charm", but Fang Chang'an feels that the style is not suitable for you.

The little girl's face was a little hot, and she felt something was wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong, so she instinctively felt that she should not continue talking about this topic. So she put the notebook on his desk, sat upright, looked at Fang Chang'an, and said she wanted to read the book seriously.

Fang Chang'an smiled at her and took out the "Complete Works of Lu Xun" again to continue watching.

He was still reading the article "On Culture's Points". To be honest, this article subverted his impression of Lu Xun, because although he knew that this was a big shot in his previous life, he did not expect it to be so "big".

In my impression, Lu Xun criticized the Chinese people all day long and exposed human nature. The vastness of this article and profound thoughts can bring him a shocking feeling even after a hundred years.

More importantly, Fang Chang'an's date after seeing this article was 1907. He remembered that Lu Xun died in 1937 and seemed to be in his fifties. From this, it was inferred that Lu Xun was only in his twenties when he wrote this article.

When Fang Chang'an first realized this, he could only use "fuck" to express his feelings. A young man in his twenties, who had such thoughts and visions in such an era of turbulent and turbulent mountains and rivers, could only describe his mood by "fuck"?

In the later era of mobile Internet, information acquisition is unprecedentedly easy. Fang Chang'an does not fall in love. In addition to making money from work, he is also showing off his presence online. His real goal is the "wishers" who may appear. After all, it is boring to help his juniors and needs freshness. Occasionally, he travels and has a local guide to accompany him. It is more comfortable to stay in a hotel alone.

It would be bad if he only talks about money at this time. After all, he is not a real rich man. In order to have a better experience, unlock more permissions, and need better packaging, he often collects information online, such as international politics, social systems, layering of the rich and the poor, historical changes, and character evaluations. He doesn't need to understand it very much. As long as the other party doesn't understand, no one understands it better than him.

So he successfully appeared with an image of youth, chic, inspirational, good conversation and deep thought, and gained a wonderful journey, and often there will be follow-ups.

After pretending like this for a long time or success more times, he even had the illusion that he really understood. Now he was all smashed by one article and hit by the dimensionality reduction, which was not on the same level at all.

Fang Chang'an had no intention of becoming a thinker or writer, and he never even thought of becoming a noble and profound person. However, he tried hard to move up in his previous life, and after being reborn, he just wanted to go further. It would be no harm to understand or touch some bigwigs' deep thoughts on society.

After reading Lu Xun, he even prepared to take a closer look at some related textbooks in the political class to broaden his horizons and patterns.

Of course, only spiritual food is far from enough. Fang Chang'an currently needs physical nutrition. Cheng Mengfei brought four boxes of pure milk, two cans of eight-treasure porridge, a box of Oreo biscuits and a few oranges, which are not valuable, but for Fang Chang'an, who is currently working hard to eat, it is no different from a luxury product.

This can be used as a certain nutritional supplement, but it still requires your own efforts to truly solve the problem of eating before your family’s income improves.

Before the morning self-study class the next day, when Wang Ke and Zheng Lili arrived, Fang Changan turned around and asked Wang Hao: "Are you going to eat fried bread later?"

Wang Hao was a little surprised that he asked so early, and hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "I won't go, it's too far."

Fang Chang'an said: "Why should I bring it to you?"

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and Fang Changan smiled and said, "I'm going anyway."

Wang Hao thought about it again, Fang Chang'an gave Wu Di a seat and continued, "I don't eat there either. I bought it back to the classroom to eat so that I won't waste time."

Wang Hao nodded and said, "Then you can bring seven of them for me."

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "Okay."

"Then thank you." Wang Hao was very grateful and quickly paid the money, "I'll give you the money first."

Wang Ke heard it from the side and asked curiously: "Where are you going to buy it?"

Fang Chang'an reached out and pointed to the direction of the fried bun shop, "There is a fried bun over there, which is very cost-effective. The buns are big and can be filled with five or six. But it's a bit far away. It takes twenty minutes to walk. Wang Hao wants to eat but doesn't want to go, so I'll buy it for him."

"That's so far?" Wang Ke originally wanted to go with him, but he pouted and gave up this idea.

"If you want to eat, I will bring you a piece."

Wang Ke was a little moved and turned to look at Zheng Lili. Seeing that she was listening, she asked, "Lili, do you want it?"

Zheng Lili hesitated and said, "If you want it, I want it too."

Wang Ke asked Fang Chang'an again: "How long will it take to come back?"

"In about half an hour, I can walk faster by myself."

The little girl thought for a while and said, "Then you can help me bring five."

Seeing this, Zheng Lili said, "Then I want five."

The two of them took out 50 cents each. Zheng Lili was a coin, Wang Ke was also a coin, Wang Hao was a 50 cent banknote and two 10 cent coins. Fang Chang'an accepted it and said to Wang Hao: "You go back to the dormitory after you finish your morning exercises, and use my rice jar to decorate water and take it over, and there are chopsticks. Remember to wash it."

After a meal, I felt that the same shop was not very clever, so I told me: "It's a drink of water."

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, feeling that he seemed to be treated as an idiot, but he didn't know what to do and replied: "I understand."

Wang Ke asked: "Then do we have to go back to the dormitory to get chopsticks?"

Fang Changan smiled and said, "Look at you, if you don't take it, I will take disposable chopsticks from the boss."

Wang Ke said strangely: "Why do you still hold chopsticks if you have chopsticks?"

Fang Changan smiled and said, "Disposable chopsticks are too short, I can't use them."

Wang Ke nodded and said, "Then I'll go back and get it too."

Zheng Lili said: "I will take it myself, too."

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then get me a pair."
Chapter completed!