After the school bus that picked up and dropped off the freshmen stopped at the school gate of Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing walked down from the front door with an aluminum alloy suitcase in turn.

At this time, the rain was already smaller than before they set off, so Jiang Lanqing put the red folding fan he had just taken back into the mesh bag on the side of his schoolbag, and turned his head to Zhang Fan and asked, "Do we both go to have dinner first or register later?"

Jiang Lan was afraid of vomiting after motion sickness before leaving early in the morning, so she only ate one boiled egg. Now her stomach is already protesting seriously.

"Of course, I'm going to have a meal first."

Zhang Fan replied without thinking that he didn't eat in the morning, mainly because he couldn't eat.

Then the two of them dragged their suitcases to a noodle restaurant next to them. After Jiang Lanqing took a look at the price list, he shouted to the boss who was busy in the kitchen: "A bowl of small bowls of small noodles."

Then he complained to Zhang Fan at the volume he could only hear: "The things here are two dollars more expensive than ours."

"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles, a big bowl." Zhang Fan shouted loudly after putting the two men's suitcases next to each other.

Because today is not the day for the official school opening, there are not many customers in the noodle restaurant, and the two of them are soon brought up by the boss.

Jiang Lanqing skillfully picked up a piece of beef from Zhang Fan's bowl, then opened the schoolbag placed on the green plastic high-heeled stool next to it, took out two boiled eggs from it and handed them to Zhang Fan.

"My mom cooked it in the morning and I can't eat it anymore, so don't waste it."

Zhang Fan took it, peeled the two eggs, and put one into his own bowl and Jiang Lanqing's bowl. After doing all this, he said, "I have four left in my schoolbag, I'll share two of you later."

Parents from all over the country seem to like to cook a few eggs before their children go far, so that they can take them with them so that they can eat them on the way. Lu Jing also got up early in the morning and cooked six eggs for Zhang Fan.

When Jiang Lanqing heard this, he immediately showed a bitter face, shook his head at Zhang Fan, and pleaded: "Zhang Fan, do you want to be so cruel? I am your girlfriend! Besides, I have already helped you solve one on the way."

The three words "girlfriend" attracted the attention of a boy who was having a meal at another table next to him. The latter subconsciously looked up at Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing.

Wang Ziteng looked at the pair of early love students deeply, and before retracting his gaze, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Lanqing more than a dozen more times.

He has been single for 16 years and has never seen such a beautiful girl of his age.

After Jiang Lanqing noticed Wang Ziteng's gaze, he stopped fighting with Zhang Fan. While he grabbed the vine vegetable leaves from his bowl into Zhang Fan's bowl, he brought back a piece of beef along the way.

Then she used chopsticks to pick up the eggs in the bowl and picked out the egg yolks and gave them to Zhang Fan. Now she felt greasy when she smelled the egg yolks.

The two of them couldn't tell whether they were eating noodles or eggs in the last meal. The taste of this mixed meal was really not good. Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing both forced themselves to finish it.

Waste is not good.

After barely finishing the lunch, they slowly dragged their suitcases toward the school.

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Rongcheng No. 7 Middle School is located in a good location in Rongcheng City. There are high walls on both sides of the school gate, which are covered with ivy creeping, which is oily green after the rain is washed.

As soon as you enter the gate, the first thing that comes into Zhang Fan’s eyes are three asphalt paths under the tall banyan tree. They are divided into three from the school gate, and the middle extends straight backwards, reaching the fountain in the distance.

The Fountain Square is round, with a golden statue of Confucius in the center, and the base of the statue has eight large characters.

"Be virtuous and study hard, be self-reliant." Jiang Lanqing pronounced these words in a low voice.

The view here is very wide. In front of the fountain is the school’s administrative building, with beige wall tiles, which will not give people a dark impression even on such cloudy days.

On both sides are two six-story teaching buildings parallel and parallel. They are pasted with light red wall tiles, and there are two gilded regular script typing at the ends of the fountain.

"Houde Tower."

"Duxue Building."

"Ziqiang Building."

“Stand up for a building.”

Jiang Lanqing pronounced their names again, then turned his head to Zhang Fan and said, "I don't know which teaching building we are studying in?"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes. "You ask me, whom should I ask?"

Sometimes even the smart Jiang Lanqing would ask nonsensical questions, and he found that she was getting stupider recently.

"Can't you guess? This is at least one-quarter of the probability. You have been dealing with me more and more recently. You obviously said you would like to support me with stars."

Jiang Lanqing was dissatisfied with Zhang Fan's perfunctory behavior and began to criticize and educate him, and showed an aggrieved expression on his face.

"You are becoming more and more possessed by drama artists recently. I don't remember what I said." Zhang Fan sighed and walked forward with his suitcase.

"Amn't I happy!" Jiang Lanqing dragged his suitcase and followed.

Xue Chenxi, who saw this scene not far away, also sighed.

"The famous flower has a master!"

Then, after seeing a beautiful girl dragging her suitcase and turning her head left and right, she immediately smiled and greeted her.

"School sister, are you here to report today?"

Dingxiang showed a sweet smile on her face. "Yes, handsome guy."

At the same time, she sighed in her heart. "I finally found a free labor force."

On the other hand, Zhang Fan took Jiang Lanqing to find the registration location. When he saw that there was already a long queue in front, he simply sat on the suitcase.

Jiang Lanqing stood next to her suitcase and looked at Zhang Fan enviously. She also wanted to sit relaxedly, but she felt that this behavior was not in line with her ladylike image.

In front of them was a fashionable middle-aged woman with curly hair dyed orange. At this time, her right hand was half-raising, holding sunglasses and complaining to her son.

"I think this school is so famous. This year's top scorers in the college entrance examination were from the United Nations High School in the United Nations High School. I don't know why you chose this school? Isn't it better to study there as your provincial top scorer?"

The three words "provincial top scorer" attracted a large number of people in the hall to look at the middle-aged woman and the teenager wearing glasses standing next to her.

Yue Peng gently pulled the sleeve of his mother's clothes and whispered: "Mom, please speak quietly, you have said it many times."

Liu Wanqing didn't care about these jealous eyes, put on her sunglasses again, and whispered to her son: "Don't worry, mom is a proper person. The teacher inside would definitely not hear what your mother said just now."

"I mean you shouldn't just keep the word "Saving the No. 1 Scholar" all day long, and it's all over."

Yue Peng's tone revealed helplessness. Since the high school entrance examination results came out, his mother took out the identity of the top scholar whenever he met everyone.

Zhang Fan took his eyes off the face of this boy who was a top student at first glance, turned his head and whispered to Jiang Lanqing: "What a coincidence, I actually met someone who was ranked as top scorer in the middle school entrance examination with you. I wonder if he would be in the same class?"

Jiang Lanqing listened to Zhang Fan's sour tone, pulled the hem of Zhang Fan's T-shirt with his hand, and used a teasing tone. "Who made someone lose so many points in Chinese politics when he doesn't work hard on weekdays?"

Zhang Fan’s Chinese language exam in the middle school entrance examination was 133, and politics was 47. For Jiang Lanqing, who lost 2 points in the two subjects, she was also qualified to say this.

"I understand, my Jiang Da Zhuangzi." Zhang Fan's voice was a little louder, just for the two people in front of him to hear it.

He has always been very proud, and in the past he often showed off his son's achievements to his neighbors.

As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, Yue Peng and Liu Wanqing turned around to look at Jiang Lanqing almost at the same time. As for Zhang Fan standing next to her, they were automatically ignored.

This is called the top scholar who cherishes the top scholar.

Zhang Fan, who found himself ignored, suddenly felt even more sad. He felt that he seemed to be the one who was showing off.

"This girl, how many points did you score in the middle school entrance examination this time?" Liu Wanqing looked up and down Jiang Lanqing, nodded slightly and asked her.

Jiang Lanqing quietly kicked Zhang Fan with his foot, complaining that he was too polite, and then replied politely to Liu Wanqing: "748."

"My Peng'er is also 748." Liu Wanqing's voice unconsciously increased.

He took the initiative to approach Jiang Lanqing and asked with a smile: "Girl, what shift are you assigned to this time?"

She had just taken a closer look at the handsome and beautiful female top scorer in front of her, which was very consistent with her daughter-in-law's image.

Jiang Lanqing replied with a smile: "Class 3."

At the same time, he kicked Zhang Fan and rolled his eyes, as if saying, "It's all your fault."

Zhang Fan blinked at Jiang Lanqing. "My wife is smart."

Yue Peng saw all this, but he didn't feel much sad. He was also a person with a girlfriend.

After seeing his mother ready to speak again, he knew what she was going to say without thinking about it, so he hurriedly said, "Mom, stop talking, it's our turn to pay the money soon."

He didn't give his mother time to react. After making a sorry smile to Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing, he immediately pushed his mother's shoulders forward.

When Liu Wanqing paid the fee and left, she couldn't help but turn her head and look at Jiang Lanqing. After turning around, she whispered to her son. "Why are you anxious? I haven't asked someone's name yet?"

"Why do you ask these things? The one next to her is her boyfriend. You won't not see it, right?" Yue Peng said helplessly.

"Of course I can see it, but it will take a long time to go. Besides, this girl looks and grades are excellent. You can start with her friends first."

Liu Wanqing paused for a moment and said to her son with some regret.

"You are just stupid in studying. Although school does not allow dating, you can build a good relationship first. At that time, it will happen naturally. Otherwise, when the daylily in college will be cold, the girl must have started playing with her boyfriend since junior high school."

"There are only so many good girls. If others take the lead, you will fall behind! Do you understand?"

Speaking of this, Liu Wanqing couldn't help but sigh. Her son is good everywhere, but she is too honest and only knows how to study.

Yue Peng listened to his mother's words and deeds and wanted to say, "Mom, don't worry, your son has already found a good wife for you."

However, after thinking about it, he decided to continue to be the nerd in his mother's mind.

He knew very well that his mother was so arrogant. In her heart, she was perfect. Only a girl like that could catch her eyes. Xiao Qi must be despised by her.

On the other hand, Jiang Lanqing danced in front of Zhang Fan's eyes with their tuition receipts and accommodation slips. He tilted his head and asked narrowly, "Why did you suddenly stop talking? Are you jealous?"

"No, I just feel that I'm lucky to meet you in advance." Zhang Fan answered after taking her suitcase from Jiang Lanqing.

"Not really. Actually, I am playing a cold goddess at No. 1 Middle School. Although people fall in love with me at first sight from the first day of school, just like today, I only fall in love with you at first sight."

Jiang Lanqing walked in front, turned around and said to Zhang Fan with his hands behind his back.

Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing. "Jiang Lanqing, I realized that you are both narcissistic and numb."

"That's right, I like your Jiang Lanqing, so I'll only treat you like this."

Jiang Lanqing's face turned red after saying that. After seeing Zhang Fan revealing his feelings, he turned around and quietly made a "yeah" gesture.

"Long live Nicholas new."

After taking a deep breath, she lowered her head and bit her lip and whispered to Zhang Fan: "Zhang Fan, after helping me lift my suitcase to the dormitory, I will give you a chance to declare sovereignty, in full view of everyone!"

Zhang Fan looked at Jiang Lanqing's bright and tempting lips and shy expression. After swallowing, he nodded quickly and smiled brighter than the flowers.

"I'm sure!"
Chapter completed!