"Happy birthday, Lao Fang."

Li Annan said something first, and then chuckled: "If I hadn't seen Liuyang and the others giving gifts, I wouldn't have known about it."

"Thank you. I'll treat you to a drink of Nutritional Express tonight, and you'll be less busy with sewing in the future."

Fang Nian looked serious and smiled.

Hearing this, Li Annan's face changed, with a "charming" blush, and he muttered: "Ah, what is it?"

This is Fang Nian’s third birthday in Tangli No. 8 Middle School.

It was the first time someone remembered and gave a gift.

This is a scene that has never happened in my previous life.

But when he saw more than one or two gifts with bows in the desk drawer, Fang Nian couldn't help but scratch his hair: "So many?"

In addition to one copy each for Liuyang and Zou Xuan, there are three copies.

One was given to me by a girl who was in the same junior high school class next door and I am not familiar with it now.

Fang Nian only remembered the name signed after seeing 'Happy Birthday' written on patterned stationery.

My name is Huang Lin.

The other one was given by monitor Li Xue.

Fang Nian was surprised: "...are people so polite now?"

He didn't have much interaction with Li Xue. At most, he helped answer some questions.

Fang Nian is different from Zhu Pengfei. He can explain clearly and is willing to speak, especially Chinese.

Just because some people can read doesn't mean they can teach.

The last one was unsigned but contained a greeting card, specially written one stroke at a time. It was difficult to tell who it was——

"The noise and brightness of the world, the joy and happiness of the world, are like clear streams, passing by in the wind and in front of my eyes, and warmth gushes out like spring water. I have no extravagant expectations. I only want you to be happy and not sad.

;Happy birthday!"

It is obviously a piece of sad and non-mainstream text.

It doesn’t quite fit the occasion, but it’s a characteristic now.

Fang Nian looked at it with a smile on his face. Just like Martian Wen, it was interesting to read occasionally.

In the words of the ancients -

'Young men don't know the feeling of sorrow, they fall in love with the upper floors.'

If it weren't for the sad and unconventional writing, Fang Nian would have thought it was from Lin Yucong.

The gifts are relatively simple and not expensive, costing around 20 yuan.

Things like wish bottles.

Fang Nian expressed his gratitude to all those who signed.

Except for Zou Xuan and Liu Yang, the other three were unexpected.

But it's okay. If it's the other person's birthday, if Fang Nian remembers it, he will give him a gift in return. It's not embarrassing or uncommon.

Affected by various factors, this habit of sending gifts to each other on birthdays is very popular in middle and high schools because it is not celebrated on other holidays.

In Fang Nian's impression, foreign festivals did not take place in Tangli before he graduated from high school.

As for other traditional festivals such as the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, there has never been a custom of sending gifts to each other...

During the first class, Li Xue sang a happy birthday song and wished Fang Nian a happy birthday.

It’s a well-established habit of Class 174.

If someone's birthday is on that day and someone knows about it, there will be such a blessing time, which seems to be delayed for a minute or two.

The situation in my memory is relatively long ago.

Now that I suddenly felt it, Fang Nian was really stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and said thank you.

On this day, Liuyang took the time to say two words to Fang Nian: "Do you know what you have in common with the stars?"

Fang Nian thought Liuyang wanted to deal with that earthy smell again.

Then Liu Yang said: "It makes me feel as far away as if I'm in the sky..."

Fang Nian: "Ah, I don't understand."

"Thank you for the star gift."

Liuyang: "..."

...After school, Fang Nian just walked through the playground and saw Lin Yucong.

Three-quarter leg-slimming skinny jeans with white short sleeves and a light blue plaid shirt, just like when she first confessed her love.

The difference was that Lin Yugong wore light-colored lipstick on his lips.

The short hair has been carefully decorated.

There also seems to be a little light makeup on her face.

Her little face and a little leg are so white that they shine.

On her feet were crystal stiletto sandals, which made a rhythmic clicking sound.

He was three or four meters away, half a step behind, and walked with Fang Nian pretending not to be familiar with him.

There was no sound the whole way.

Some people who were familiar with Lin Yucong would call her eldest sister or Sister Lin and praise her for being beautiful today, but Lin Yucong would just nod his head without a smile.

After leaving the school gate, Lin Yucong said: "Happy birthday."

"Aren't you tired of taking so many gifts?"

Fang Nian laughed: "You thought you could hold it in all the way and went home specially to put on makeup first?"

"The little girl knows how to dress herself up."

Lin Yucong bit her inner lip and whispered, "What about that? Do you want a gift?"

"?"

"I!"

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Chapter completed!