Seeing Cheng Wenge having fun, Huang Han realized that he might have been misunderstood by that kid.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh. Chen Xiaorong is a beautiful girl from the next class. She was a bit ambiguous on her way home!

After a while, when he saw Chen Xiaorong going down East Street and walking up the tree-lined avenue in front of the county government, Huang Han smiled and waved: "Chen Xiaorong, Chen Xiaorong!"

When the little girl saw that it was Huang Han calling her, she was very surprised and ran over and asked, "Huang Han, why are you here?"

"I'm here to wait for you!"

Generally speaking, the little girl is mature earlier than the little boy. She may have learned a little about men and women in a daze, and her face turned red with shame.

He said coquettishly: "Hate! I don't want you to come here to wait for me."

"Uh! There seems to be a misunderstanding here!" Huang Han quickly explained: "This is only once, I won't be the case. I'm waiting for you because something is wrong!"

Hearing Huang Han's words, the little girl seemed a little disappointed and asked, "Is there anything I can't say in school!"

"It's a bit inconvenient to say it in school!" Huang Han just said that it was easier to cause misunderstandings, so he quickly took out his "backpack" and added: "I want to give this bag to you!"

"I don't want it!"

"No! I've sent it all. You can't give me any face and don't give me any more!"

"Why should I give you face?"

"I think we should be friends. You give me a piano introduction textbook and I give you a schoolbag. This is normal interaction!"

"I saw Zhang Chunmei going to school with her new schoolbag on her back the day before yesterday. It was just this kind of 'backpack', which was also what you gave her, right?"

Hey! This tone is a bit wrong! Does this little girl think she didn't give it to her as soon as possible?

Huang Han quickly explained:

"Yes! It was because of Zhang Chunmei's mother's help that my family bought the 'labor cloth' and made such a beautiful 'backpack'. It's not easy for my mother to make such a bag! I can only make one a day."

The little girl was reasonable. After listening to Huang Han's explanation, her expression improved a lot and said, "Oh! That's right! Okay, I'll accept this pack and I'll give you money tomorrow!"

"No! I didn't find you to sell the bags!"

"If I took your bag in vain, how can I tell my dad and mom clearly?"

"Uh! It seems to make sense. Let it go! I'm leaving, goodbye!"

Huang Han ran away. For some reason, he always felt that this little girl was a little cold. She was not as enthusiastic as Zhang Chunmei, and it seemed that she was not easy to get along with.

After the second day, Chen Xiaorong came to me and signaled Huang Han to follow her.

Although she knew that the little girl was here to pay, Huang Han had to follow her to the back of the "June 1st Hall" Buddhist altar.

"Huang Han, the 'backpack' you gave me yesterday looks very good and it feels very comfortable to carry. Thank you!"

"Don't be polite, you'd better say anything directly, there's no need to go around."

"Well! Okay! My mother saw that 'backpack' yesterday, and she liked it very much, thinking it was worth at least fifteen yuan. This is for you!"

Chen Xiaorong said and handed Huang Han two bills.

It is another matter for someone to be rich and generous. Why is Huang Han willing to collect fifteen dollars? He took a five-dollar bill and stuffed it into his pocket, saying:

"Chen Xiaorong, I will charge five dollars to prevent you from making things difficult for you. Don't get me wrong. I will charge five dollars for several classmates in the class who have good relationships.

The road we will take in the future will be long. Many years later, students may think of the first "backpack" they own and think of me.

If my "backpack" earned a lot of money from my classmates, I would probably have lost too much sweetness when recalling it.

Classmates have sex, I don’t want to ruin this wonderful memory for just a few dollars! Do you understand what I mean?"

"You really only charged five dollars for your classmates?"

"I really want to give it to them with good classmates. I don't even want to collect five dollars, but they have to give it to me, so I have to do it."

"Puchi..." The little girl bent over with a smile, and after a while, she said: "I heard that you have been reading ancient Chinese recently!"

"Yes! I advise you to find a few articles to read when you have time. The most troublesome thing for girls to enter junior high school is to recite ancient Chinese."

"Well! Your suggestion is good. Then I won't be polite to you. I really like the 'backpack' you gave me. Goodbye!"

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During Saturday morning reading class, Teacher Qiu finally couldn't help but shouted Huang Han who was about to go back.

"Child, are you really determined to learn piano?"

"Yes! I really want to learn knowledge from you. As long as you are willing to teach, I want to learn everything, not just piano."

"Well! I've been observing you for a few days and found that you are a good seedling who can learn. I'm willing to teach you."

Huang Han was not stupid. He knew that Teacher Qiu was about to accept him. He bowed 90 degrees in a regular manner and said, "Student Huang Han saluted the teacher. I will ask my parents to prepare for the slaughter to send it to your house tomorrow."

"Puchi!" Teacher Qiu, who had never laughed in front of Huang Han, couldn't help laughing and said, "What time is it now? How could you know the old calendar of Shu Xiu?"

"The rituals of changing dynasties cannot be abolished. Students believe that in less than a few days, Confucius will not be called "Confucius second" by ignorant people in contempt."

As soon as this was said, Teacher Qiu was shocked. She liked Huang Han's words in her heart, but scolded her: "Don't talk nonsense. You are very smart, but remember it, you will never say such words in the future."

Of course, Huang Han said this to suit his preferences. Seeing that Teacher Qiu was really helpful, he was happy and agreed, "Yes! I listened to the teacher."

"In the afternoon, Zhang Chunmei, Shen Xiaorong and the others came to me to rehearse, so you can do it too!"

"I must come in advance and strive to serve my classmates!"

"It's not that you are asking you to come to work, but that you want to lead the "Olive Tree" with Zhang Chunmei during the entertainment performance of the 'June 1st Festival'."

"I obey your arrangement."

"You go back! There is no need to come here to clean up in the future."

"Teacher, I will continue to help you with hygiene, labor and study. I like to see you and feel kind."

This flattery made me feel slutty, but Teacher Qiu, who had been lonely for too long, was a little moved. She didn't speak anymore and waved her hand...

When Huang Han returned to the classroom, Wang Yu immediately ran over and sent two comic strips with a smile and said, "Huang Han, can you give me four more lyric cards?"

During this period, the lyrics copied by Huang Han on hardboard were called "lyric cards" by his classmates. More and more people want to get it, and it has become the norm for friends to exchange comic strips.

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Chapter completed!