It just so happened that there was another big class for the Philosophy major in the Philosophy Department of Grade 2009 before the eleventh day.

Strictly speaking, the entire 09-level philosophy department is required.

Because he answered two phone calls, Fang Nian picked up the lecture theater.

As soon as I walked in through the back door, I saw a crowd inside.

Then I saw Su Zhi and the others waving.

There was an empty seat next to Luo Qiao, and Fang Qiao walked over and sat down in a familiar manner.

As soon as he sat down, Fang Nian looked up and saw the professor already standing on the podium.

After two hours, the class ends.

The next second.

"Kakka kakka~"

Luo Qiao took out a box of potato chips like a magic trick: "Second or not?"

"Qiao Qiao~" Su Zhi looked helpless, "Hey, yes, you ate potato chips again!"

"Ah... the last box, I really want to eat the last box!" Luo Qiao's neck shrank.

Fang Nian looked at the big foodie with a smile and suddenly asked: "By the way, do you want to make up the exam at the end of last semester?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qiao laughed happily: "Hey, no, the teacher just gave me 60 points."

Fang Nian smiled slightly: "Oh~ okay."

Then he gave me some advice: "Work hard this semester and don't challenge college courses with high school standards."

Luo Qiao nodded repeatedly, and she was a little timid.

The first half of the year passed so briskly that I had to cram for exams.

"You seem to have pushed for a scholarship?"

Fang Nian blinked and said suspiciously: "No, I'm very busy this month. Except for classes, I basically haven't been to school at other times."

Gao Jie on the side explained: "It was submitted but not approved, but your grade points ranked in the top five in grade 09. I thought you took the initiative to recommend it."

"..."

Fang Nian changed his mind and finally realized that he might still be too wealthy.

While talking, everyone packed their things.

Get up and leave the classroom.

While walking, Zeng Yiren asked curiously: "Are you going home on November 11?"

"Not coming back." Fang Nian looked at Zeng Yiren, then at Su Zhi and the others, "You all want to go back?"

Several little heads nodded.

"Wish you a happy holiday."

"Uh-huh."

"..."

After leaving Guanghua Building, everyone separated.

Gao Jie, Su Zhi and the others still had to catch the evening train.

Fang Nian strolled out of the school gate.

The sun is still high in the sky.

It's only around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Soon, the scumbag stopped in front of Fang Nian, and Lu Weiyu picked up Fang Nian.

At the next intersection, Tremella Audi and Phaeton followed.

Let’s go to the eastern suburbs of Pudong together.

Everyone, including Wen Ye and others, knew about Robin Li's ambiguous attitude.

Guan Qiuhe learned about this matter through her own channels and informed everyone.

In the past two hours, everyone has been thinking about how to solve this matter.

On the contrary, Fang Nian was not in a hurry at all.

Even bad moods pass quickly.

After arriving in the classroom, I went to class peacefully, no different from ordinary college students.

However, Fang Nian did not refuse Guan Qiuhe and the others' unanimous suggestion to sit down and discuss countermeasures.

…………

Three cars drove into Junting one after another.

Fang Nian walked into Villa No. 20 first and put down his schoolbag.

Chatted with the old man for a while.

While talking, we talked about tomorrow's itinerary.

Fang Nian had already planned it.

"Grandma, there is a World Expo in Shanghai. It has more exhibitions than the Window of the World in Pengcheng. Tomorrow happens to be eleven, so let's go and take a look in the morning."

Hearing this, Lin Feng thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow is eleven, there will be many people!"

"Otherwise, I won't go." The old man said smoothly.

Fang Nian laughed and said, "Go, why don't you go? It's fun when there are people. There aren't many people anywhere on National Day, and there aren't many people staying at home."

Lin Feng didn't react at first, but then he understood.

For young people and even middle-aged people, large numbers of people mean crowding, trouble, boredom, etc.

But for rural elderly at the age of the elderly.

More people means liveliness and fun.

The older I get, the more I want to feel the lively atmosphere during festivals.

Because most of the time, people of this age like the elderly stay in rural areas and rarely see a few strangers from the beginning to the end of the year.

Especially the elderly who live alone.

There was no one to talk to.

My body is already old, but now my mind and spirit are also getting older.

The rate of aging will be faster.

This is why Fang Nian often hopes that the elderly will go out and walk around in big cities.

Only with a good attitude can you live a long life.

Similarly, this is also the factor that Fang Nian insisted on just now.

As soon as Fang Nian persisted and Lin Feng understood, the matter was naturally settled.

So, Lin Feng started to worry again.

"Then you go with Xiaoyu tomorrow, and I'll take care of Fang Xin at home."

Fang Nian laughed: "Mom, why don't you at least give the teacher a day off?"

"In this way, we will go to the Expo in the morning, and in the afternoon I will bring Fang Xin back to play the piano and practice calligraphy together."

Poor little kid Fang Xin only got half a day off on such an important holiday as National Day.

and……

At this time, she didn't know yet.

After chatting for a long time, the old man suddenly said: "I think Xiaoyu is back, why didn't you enter the house?"

"She went to Sister He's house next door, and Xiao Wen and the others also came." Fang Nian replied.

Hearing this, Lin Feng's brows moved slightly: "Is there something going on?"

"What can happen?" Fang Nian said nonchalantly.

Lin Feng glanced at Fang Nian and said with a hint: "It's better not to make people wait."

Facing Lin Feng's gaze, Fang Qingnian smiled and said, "It's not a matter of urgency."

As he said that, Fang Nian calmly changed the subject: "It's a pity that I didn't get the scholarship today."

"I think it's because I don't have enough social practice. After all, in addition to academic performance, the school also pays great attention to extracurricular practice. This is not the high school era where you can get certificates by studying rotely."

Being interrupted like this, Lin Feng's thoughts also moved away.

"What is social practice? Going to work for an internship or what?"
To be continued...