The ironwork needs to be hot. When it comes to a critical moment, the Huangdaozhou, who has a hundred times more confidence, has continued to work hard and has gone to three more companies.

The main leader who was originally worried might not accept his gift, but because it was an "backpack" that was unseen on the market and was something for children, the children at home were so happy to see it.

Therefore, Huang Daozhou successfully gave this gift, without exception.

Giving gifts is also a science, and speaking miserably may lead to the inability to give gifts.

Huang Daozhou was very kind at the head of the bureau. He honestly told the leader that this bag was not worth much, and it was the child's mother who was stitching it in order to thank the leader for her concern. She stitched it in a stitch-by-thread, representing a grateful heart.

The leaders are also good at it. Although they don’t believe that such a beautiful bag was made by Huang Daozhou’s lover, they all expressed their intentions to accept it, and the gifts could not be accepted.

The last few humility left behind a "backpack" and gave Huang Daozhou some gifts. This was not a bribe, but a deal of courtesy.

The next morning, when Huang Han saw Chengwenge, he pulled him into the room, then took out his book and stuffed it into his backpack, and finally stuffed his empty schoolbag into it.

Cheng Wenge exclaimed: "This 'backpack' looks so good! Did you make it again?"

"How can I have such skills? My mother sewed it with a sewing machine, but it's so strong. I guess you won't break it if you use it for seven or eight years."

"I'm using it?"

"Yes! This is my mom's gift to you!"

"Ah? Can't I want such a good gift?"

Huang Han pretended to look unhappy and said:

"Is that right? Well, you took away all the clothes your mother gave me, and asked your father to calculate the money for the gifts given to my aunt.

In the future, you can walk on your Yangguan Road and I walk on my single-plank bridge, so don’t go back and forth.”

"No! Don't be angry! I can't accept it?"

"You little mother-in-law, do you understand the relationship between etiquette?"

"Aren't I embarrassed?"

"Do you like this 'backpack'?"

"I like it, I like it so much!"

"That's good! I'll go to Teacher Qiu's place to help others later. Remember to let Zhang Chunmei see how you are carrying a "backpack", and then quietly ask her to come to my house after noon."

"Are you going to give Zhang Chunmei a 'backpack' too?"

"Well! I tell you, don't talk nonsense. The fabric used to make a 'backpack' was bought by Zhang Chunmei's mother."

Seeing that Huang Han told himself such a big secret, Chengwenge felt proud of being trusted, he suddenly realized:

"Oh! That's right! You should be polite! Don't worry, I won't reveal a word if I beat me to death."

"Hey! You guy is very good now! You can learn and apply all idioms."

"Hehe! You taught it well!"

"Haha, the young man is quite modest! By the way, I haven't had time to ask, how did you perform in the exam yesterday?"

"It's okay! I've done it anyway, I'm not sure how much I can do. Anyway, I don't think the exam questions this time are difficult!"

"It's not difficult for those who know it! I think you should be able to improve a few more times this time."

"Haha, I think so in my heart!"

Chengwen Pavilion is much cheerful than more than a month ago, and it no longer looks timid.

In the past, it was impossible for him to take the initiative to talk to the class leaders, let alone communicate with the class monitor.

This morning, as soon as he entered the classroom door, he ran to Zhang Chunmei and took a three-way walk. This strange action immediately attracted the attention of dozens of friends.

Zhang Chunmei said in surprise: "Chengwen Pavilion, where did you buy your 'backpack'?"

Chengwenge sang happily and said, "Don't ask where I came from, I just want to ask if this "backpack" looks good?"

"Puchi!" Zhang Chunmei laughed and said, "It looks good, but I still have to ask where this 'backpack' comes from?"

The proud Chengwen Pavilion approached Zhang Chunmei and whispered: "Follow me to Huang Han's house after school at noon. You can come to school with a "backpack" in the afternoon."

"Wow, really?"

"Then there is still fake?"

"You can see yours first!"

Chengwen Pavilion took off his backpack and handed it to Zhang Chunmei, saying, "This bag is so good, it's so comfortable to carry it."

Zhang Chunmei took the backpack and looked at it again and again, and suddenly had an idea.

She whispered: "Chengwen Pavilion, I don't think it's necessary to follow you to Huang Han's house at noon. How good is it to go home with this "backpack" on my backpack?"

Cheng Wenge scratched his head and said, "Hey! It seems that this is OK! Zhang Chunmei, you are as smart as Huang Han. No wonder you have such good grades!

Listen to you, my schoolbag and book are all in it, I'll take it out now!"

It was almost time for morning reading class, and more than 90% of the students in Class 3 and 4 were in the classroom, and they were all confused.

It was obvious that Chengwen Pavilion came to school just now with a "labor cloth backpack" I had never seen before.

In a blink of an eye, this unremarkablely fashionable "backpack" became the schoolbag of the squad leader Zhang Chunmei. What's going on?

The students whispered to each other and looked at the "backpack" with extremely envious eyes.

Xiao Qiang couldn't hold back the words and asked: "Zhang Chunmei, is this 'backpack' yours or Chengwen Pavilion?

If it was yours, how could Chengwenge carry it on his back? If it was hiss, how could he give it to you? Why did I become more confused as I look at it?"

When Liu Xiaoli, Kang Jing, Zhang Qian and Wei Hongxing saw Xiao Qiang, he was as if he was talking about a tongue twister, and he immediately laughed so hard that he fell back and forth.

Zhang Chunmei was looking at her backpack happily and didn't answer Xiao Qiang's questions at all.

Xiao Qiang said fiercely: "Zhang Chunmei, if you ignore me, believe it or not, I will snatch your 'backpack'."

This little girl really likes to perform the full martial arts show. Zhang Chunmei was really afraid that she would come to rob her, so she quickly said, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, you'll ring the bell soon. What do you want to ask, wait and ask Huang Han!"

"Ask Huang Han? Humph! No wonder you are so mysterious!"

The little loli has a good IQ value, and immediately realized that this beautiful "backpack" should be made by Huang Han, and she felt extremely sad...

At this time, Huang Han was reciting ancient Chinese while cleaning, enjoying himself.

"The late emperor was deeply concerned that the Han Dynasty was not in harmony with the thieves and the king's work was not in a favorable position, so he entrusted his ministers to fight against the thieves..."

Teacher Qiu listened carefully and was amazed. She had been observing this child these days, and the more she looked, the more interesting she became.

Huang Han has the calmness of a middle-aged man, and he is of course orderly in his work. His uniqueness is naturally seen by this vicissitudes of life.

He did not intend to recite ancient Chinese, English words, and chemical elements here to show off, but he was unwilling to waste his time.

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Chapter completed!