When he went to school on Monday, Huang Han was surprised to find that there was a wooden board installed on the back seat of Chengwenge's bicycle, and there was a soft bag made of cloth and cotton on the wooden board.

Huang Han asked: "Did you install this? It looks good!"

Cheng Wenge said honestly: "No, I was just helping to carry the things. It was my father who installed them."

"For me?"

"Well, you said last time that you don't have much meat on your butt, and your butt hurts when the bicycle bumps."

This is true. The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Huang Han only wears a pair of pants and is relatively thin. The roads in this era are not smooth. His butt really can't stand the hard contact from the back seat of the bicycle. He complained about the pain in his butt.

Unexpectedly, this stupid child was still a caring person. Huang Han was a little touched and secretly determined to take good care of him, at least to improve his grades.

Huang Han said: "Why are you bothering your father? That's not good."

"No trouble, no trouble. My father heard about you and was very happy to know that we are good friends. He also told me to invite you to my house to play one day and to let you have dinner at my house."

"Don't go!"

"Why? My mother's sweet and sour pork ribs are delicious!"

"Shameless, sorry!"

"Why are you so shameless?"

"Because I haven't completed my plan to help you improve your academic performance."

Cheng Wenge was surprised and exclaimed: "When did you have this plan?"

"Ever since the day you insisted on sending me home from school."

"What should we do?"

"It's very simple. You study hard in class and listen carefully. If you don't understand, I will teach you. As long as you can improve your ranking by five points in the midterm exam compared to the last monthly exam, I will accept your invitation and come to your home."

The naive Cheng Wenge scratched his head and said: "I have learned to study hard during this period, and it seems possible to advance five places."

"Don't be ambiguous. I think you can do it. You can definitely do it. As long as you listen to me and wait, your advancement to the top five is certain."

"Yeah! I listen to you. If I don't understand anything from now on, I'll ask you. Okay?"

"It's absolutely fine. It's not just about studies, but other things too. You can talk to me about any girl you like."

Fifteen-year-old Cheng Wenge's face turned red instantly, "I don't like girls, why should I like girls? I, I..."

"Haha, I'm just teasing you. Why are you so anxious? There are no three hundred taels of silver here? Haha..."

"What does it mean that there are no three hundred taels of silver here?"

"This is also an idiom..."

Huang Han, who was bored, taught Cheng Wenge as his son. The child made great progress and began to listen attentively to lectures and do his homework seriously.

Because Cheng Wenge hangs out with Huang Han all day long and gets a lot of attention, he always gets envious looks from his classmates. His self-confidence is recovering.

During the morning reading class, Teacher Xiao Han lent Huang Han two books in front of the whole class, one was "Three Hundred Tang Poems" and the other was "Appreciation of Song Ci".

These two books should be her own. She picked them up when she got home on Sunday.

What does it mean when a teacher lends books to students? Huang Han's status in the class is rising again, even Zhang Chunmei, Wei Hongxing, Kang Jing and other three good students are envious.

In order to prove his current memory, Huang Han concentrated on reading Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" and was able to recite it after twenty minutes of reading.

Xiao Qiang, the little Loli next to her, had been looking at Huang Han's face in a daze for a quarter of an hour.

"Huang Han, you can't suddenly become so powerful, I'm afraid." The little Loli finally couldn't hold it in anymore and suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong? What are you afraid of? If a senior classmate bullies you, I will take Chengwen Pavilion to stand up for you."

"No one dares to bully me. I just don't like you being too powerful."

"Where do you start talking about this? How can I, a little brat, gain anything?"

"I can't explain clearly, but I know I can't treat you like before!"

"Before? Haha, did you often bully me in the past?"

"No, if I were serious every time, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to get out of school on time every day."

"I see, Xiao Qiang, you have to know that doing this is not helping your classmates, but doing harm to them."

"You are very good now. I still remember how pitiful you were when you couldn't memorize the book."

"Beauty, let's discuss it. Can you keep my current glorious image in your heart and put my old bearish image out of your mind?"

"Hehe, you actually use so many new words when you speak now. I can't even understand you. Am I really a beauty?"

"Please remove the word '?', you are really a beauty."

"Haha, I love hearing that." She also put her little face close to Huang Han and whispered, "Say it again."

"No more talking, I want to study for the rise of China."

"Well said, classmate Huang Han is ambitious, classmate Xiao Qiang, please work hard! You will most likely fail Huang Han in this midterm exam!"

This voice made Xiao Qiang tremble in fright.

It turned out that Teacher Xiao Han saw Xiao Qiang and Huang Han whispering and came over. She happened to hear Huang Han teasing Xiao Qiang and she actually cheered loudly.

Huang Han looked stunned, how can this be done...

The story on Monday continued to be told, and more students listened to the story. It was all Classes 3 and 5 who crowded into the classroom of Class 3 and Class 4.

But when the story in the activity class was finished, Teacher Xiao Han informed everyone that there would be no more stories tomorrow and asked all students to review carefully.

On Thursday this week, the third grade will have midterm exams, with Chinese in the morning and mathematics in the afternoon.

After the exam, you need to take everything on the classroom board home with you. Because Friday is a holiday, the classroom will be reserved for the fourth grade students to take exams. You will come to school as normal on Saturday and attend Friday's classes on Sunday.

Hey, he was actually able to rest on the same day as Huang Daozhou. Huang Han immediately had an idea.

Doesn't Zodiac Zhou like fishing? Okay, I'll go with you.

Huang Han saw a ceramic jar cracked in half next to the trash can in the morning. When he came home from school in the afternoon, Huang Han asked Chengwenge to ride slower and found that the open jar was still there.

Huang Han asked Chengwen Pavilion to stop the car and prepared to pick up the two halves of the jar.

Seeing Huang Han reaching for the broken jar, Chengwen Pavilion wondered: "Huang Han, what's the use of that thing? It can't be sold as scrap, so don't get your hands dirty."

"Fortunately, it's not dirty. I have some use for this thing."

"Broken jars are everywhere. Even rural people don't pick them up. Why are you here?"

"Catch a turtle in a urn."

"What the turtle?"

"To catch a turtle in an urn, this is an idiom. The urn is equivalent to a jar, turtle, you should know it!"

"I know, he's just a bastard."

"Haha, you are very smart. Think about it, would it be easy to catch the tortoise in the jar?"

"Of course it's easy to catch. The question is which bastard will be stupid enough to stay in the jar and wait for you to catch him."

"If you lure them with profit, the bastard will get into the jar."

"Huang Han, you'd better say only one idiom a day. If you say more, I can't remember it. What does it mean to induce someone to gain something?"

"Hey! It can be understood as a lie.

Just like you set up a basket, scatter some wheat underneath to lure the sparrows to eat, and then cover the sparrows under the basket to catch them alive. But this is not an idiom but a word."

During this time, Cheng Wenge got to know Huang Han more and talked more. He often told stories about his childhood. He once told an interesting story about catching sparrows when he was a child.

He suddenly realized and muttered: "Lure it to gain, lure it to gain, Huang Han, I will never forget this word in my life. If you say that idiom about catching turtles in a jar again, I will definitely remember it."
Chapter completed!