It's great that I can be reborn

The system did not create an automated garment manufacturing factory out of thin air, but modified the memory of some people, allowing real companies and people to complete the construction of the factory.

Zhang Zhenzhen was very surprised to tell him on the phone just now that Huajian took the initiative to find her company to sign a contract for the construction of the future girl factory.

It's just that the coolness coming from his lungs at this moment makes him want to believe that the world he lives in is real.

The drizzle shrouded the playground not far away in mist. Zhang Fan stretched his hands out of the railing, feeling the cold wind with his skin and the icy touch of the raindrops on his palms.

After Jiang Lanqing came out of the women's toilet, she rarely splashed the sticky water on Zhang Fan's face, but stood beside him and whispered, "You got better from the cold last time, don't catch another cold." .”

Looking at Jiang Lanqing, Zhang Fan couldn't help raising his hand to touch her cheek, and after Jiang Lanqing was about to move his head away, he used a little more force.

Then he was kicked half hard on his calf by Jiang Lanqing.

"You hurt me."

Most of the male students who saw this scene in the corridor cast envious and jealous eyes on Zhang Fan.

Although Jiang Lanqing has not become a well-known person in the school since entering school, many students in the first grade still know that there is a girl named Jiang Lanqing in the first grade of senior one.

Aside from being pretty, she was No. 1 in the grade for two consecutive exams.

The students in Classes [-] to [-] knew more about her, knowing that she had a boyfriend and was the monitor of Class [-].

After Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing sprinkled a handful of dog food outside the corridor of Class [-], they turned and walked towards the classroom of Class [-].

As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhang Fan immediately took a breath of turbid air.

Due to the rain that lasted for several days, the temperature suddenly dropped, and the windows of the entire classroom were tightly closed.

After Zhang Fan closed the front door with his backhand, there were only two small windows on the front door and the back door for the air to circulate outside the classroom.

Jiang Lanqing originally wanted to open the window of his place, but after taking a look at Zhang Fan, he sat down directly and continued to do his homework.

Ding Xiang arrived in the classroom earlier than usual, and asked Zhang Fan as soon as she sat down, "What program is our class preparing for the New Year's Eve party?"

"You can do whatever you want. Everyone has to learn, and we don't have the time to do this." Zhang Fan replied without raising his head.

The final exam is less than a month away, and he is now studying very seriously.

"Oh, then I'll let the students sign up freely." Ding Xiang nodded.

Then he poked Jiang Lanqing's back with his finger, pointed to a multiple-choice question in the math exercise book and said to her, "Qingqing, explain this set of math problems for me."

"Okay." Jiang Lanqing immediately agreed, and at the same time turned her body sideways, turned her head and began to explain to Ding Xiang.

Ever since Jiang Lanqing declared her sovereignty over Zhang Fan in the classroom that time, Ding Xiang usually only asks Jiang Lanqing for questions.

The relationship between her and Jiang Lanqing has been between classmates and friends since the sports meeting, so she couldn't do it even if she really made up her mind to be a third party.

Although she was still a little jealous of Jiang Lanqing in her heart, she was able to hide this jealousy well in her heart.

Ju Minghong walked into the classroom. After seeing that most of the students in the class were studying hard, she showed a satisfied look on her face, and then picked up a chalk and wrote a date on the blackboard.

"April 2010, 1."

"Students, this is the time for the final exam. There will be a total of three days of exams. Arts and sciences will be assigned papers and exams separately." After Ju Minghong finished writing, she turned around and said to the students below.

Then he tapped on the blackboard with his knuckles. "So from now on, you must give me a single-minded study. It's better to hug Buddha's feet temporarily than not to hug."

Her speech was a bit long this time, and she didn't stop until the bell rang for the first evening self-study class.

After taking a sip of hot water from the water cup on the desk, he looked at Zhang Fan and Ding Xiang and said, "There is no need to organize a class meeting today, and you should hurry up and study."

"clear."

"understood."

Although Ju Minghong said so, Zhang Fan also agreed wholeheartedly.

However, just as the bell rang for the end of the first evening self-study class, he quickly walked to the podium and shouted loudly: "Students don't rush out of the classroom, let us give warm applause to welcome last week's love ambassador Mou Li for Li Jiren, Zhou Changhe presented the award to Hongfang."

After hearing Zhang Fan's words, the student who just stood up sat down again.

This week's class meeting is the most concise, there is no cross talk performance, only a simple award ceremony.

After Mou Li gave the three kitten ornaments she carefully prepared to the three classmates, amid another round of applause, today's class meeting came to an end.

None of the students complained that Zhang Fan and Ding Xiang were perfunctory, because they knew that the next class meeting would probably be as simple as this.

When the two returned to their seats, Ding Xiang handed him the notebook in his hand, and at the same time asked in a low voice: "Everyone on the list of love ambassadors except Wei Weibo has served before, should I choose him next week?" ?”

It was well known that Zhang Fan and Wei Weibo did not get along, and as Zhang Fan's partner, she naturally stood by Zhang Fan's side.

Zhang Fan craned his neck to look at Wei Weibo who was doing his homework with his head down, and said softly, "If he raises his hand, he is him, if he doesn't raise his hand, it's fine."

Ding Xiang nodded her head. "Well, I'll call his name when he raises his hand."

However, Wei Weibo never raised his hand after all. He now thinks that he is the only lonely person in this class, and he is unwilling to participate in this kind of house-playing game like them.

Ding Xiang sang Faye Wong's "Red Bean" solo at the school's New Year's Eve party.

Dressed up in a long red dress, she caused quite a stir among the students as soon as she walked on stage.

The boys in other classes in the first year of high school were even more jealous at this time. "Damn it, how beautiful girls are all running to class one."

Ding Xiang stood on the top and looked at her class. Under the dim light, the place was blurry. She could only see a tall boy standing in front of the phalanx to maintain discipline.

"...

Sometimes, sometimes.

I will believe that everything has an end.

There are times when we get together and leave.

Nothing lasts forever.

But me, sometimes.

I would rather choose to take a souvenir and not let go.

Wait until the scenery is seen through.

Maybe you will accompany me to watch the long stream of water. "

Ding Xiang's singing voice was delicate and lingering, especially when she sang this song with emotion. After she bowed deeply, there was a warm applause from below.

Those who are interested stand up and shout loudly: "One more song."

After being glared at by his class teacher, he immediately did well obediently.

Zhang Fan was also applauding vigorously, and Jiang Lanqing quietly grabbed his waist while others were not paying attention.

"Don't be so popular in the future."

Under the dark night sky, on the school's red carpet, the name Lilac was known to more and more people.

===

At twelve o'clock sharp, fireworks were blooming over downtown Chengdu, illuminating the dark sky.

看着手机屏幕上的2010年1月1日0时0分，张凡明白2009年就这样过去了。

"Daughter-in-law, happy new year, I love you."

His eyes stayed on the word "we" and he quickly deleted it, and at the same time he was grateful in his heart.

"Fortunately, I checked one side habitually."

Then I chose "Jiang Lanqing" and "Bai Xue" in the address book and chose to send them as a group.

Then he sent another text message to Zhang Zhenzhen.

"Sister, happy new year, go to bed early."

Zhang Zhenzhen came back quickly. "Brother, happy new year, I'm already asleep."

After replying to Zhang Fan's message, Zhang Zhenzhen rubbed her brows with her hands and continued to look at the data Yang Mo sent her.

Last month, the monthly sales of Future Girl's specialty store on Taobao exceeded 100 million.

"It seems that Xiaofan's prediction is right. Online shopping really has great potential."

Thinking of this, she picked up her phone and sent Yang Mo a text message.

"Happy New Year, you and I will go to Zhejiang Province after New Year's Day."

She is going to visit Alibaba, a company, to see if she can get some support.

At the same time, it is necessary to formally file a lawsuit against Dafeng Garment Factory. Some customers have reported that the clothes they bought have problems with workmanship. Zhang Zhenzhen does not want to continue to condone Zheng Dafeng's despicable behavior.

Moreover, the factory of the future girl is currently under construction, working overtime day and night, which also gives her great confidence.

"Next year, no, let's find another foundry for a temporary transition before March this year!"

The last time she was quietly behind Zhang Fan and watched him solve all the problems, this time she wanted to solve them perfectly before Zhang Fan didn't know about them.

"After all, Xiaofan is going to have a final exam soon."

===

The time came to the last week of this semester, and another cold current from the Mongolian Plateau crossed the Qinling Mountains and came to Rongcheng.

Homeroom teacher Ju Minghong was writing on the blackboard. Hearing coughing sounds coming from behind him, she turned around and looked at her students and sighed.

"Didn't I tell you to pay attention to adding clothes? Why are there so many colds?"

"The school uniform is too thin." Luo Yicheng replied loudly.

Then he was glared at by the teacher in charge. "Then can't you wear more underneath? I think you want style and not warmth."

Seeing that other students were about to say something, Ju Minghong tapped the blackboard with her fingers and said loudly: "Everyone sees this problem, try to solve it in the draft book first."

When Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing saw her looking towards them, they let go of their hands, and at the same time picked up their pens to start answering the questions.

Ju Minghong saw their two small movements, but pretended not to see them, and finally her eyes stayed on Wei Weibo.

His love value this semester is zero.

She has seen it several times with her own eyes. This student would rather take a lot of steps to throw the empty bottle into the large trash can at the end of the corridor than put it in the love bag at the back of the classroom.

This reminded her of the time when he cheated himself and wanted to drag Zhang Fan into the water, so she shook it slightly.

"No matter how good your test scores are, I don't want a student like you."

In Ju Minghong's eyes, this is the standard of talent but no virtue, and she doesn't want to cultivate a scum with high knowledge.

Seeing that most of the students began to look up at her, Ju Minghong picked up the chalk and wrote the process of solving the problem on the blackboard while explaining why she solved it in this way.

Finally, he turned around and asked loudly, "Do you understand?"

"Understood." The students replied in unison.

"Just understand it." Ju Minghong smiled and began to wipe the blackboard, and at the same time said casually: "I like to test this type of substitute in the exam. It is to see if you can spread your thinking out and learn and use it."

During this last week, it seems that many teachers like to say this sentence, and students also take it as a hint from the teacher.

As for whether this is really the case, we will only know after the test paper happens.

The time came to mid-January, and the subject exams for the first semester of senior high school were just beginning.

Chapter 041 Will It Snow Heavy This Year?

[Chapter 040, I added 1300 words, please go and read again, there are major changes]

Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing chose science, and they finished the exam before the students who chose liberal arts, so they came to their secret base in the school to relax.

The cold wind for several days made the temperature drop suddenly. Even wearing a down jacket, Zhang Fan felt as if his hands were going to be frozen.

Stretching his hand into the pocket of Jiang Lanqing's down jacket, holding her warm and soft little hand, his body also warmed up.

Jiang Lan gave Zhang Fan an innocent look, and said angrily, "Don't you have a pocket?"

"There are pockets but no hands." Zhang Fan laughed "hehe".

After looking at Jiang Lanqing's obviously bulging parts even though she was wearing a down jacket, she whispered something in her ear.

Now that Jiang Lanqing heard Zhang Fan's words, she wouldn't blush anymore, she just raised her foot and kicked him lightly on the calf, and said with a blank expression: "I find that you are getting more and more perverted now. .”

Then he sighed again. "The key is that I have also changed color."

Although the two of them didn't steal the forbidden fruit, since they got a house outside, they played more and more openly than before. A few times Zhang Fan almost couldn't help but put her to death on the spot.

But this also has a little advantage, that is, they are really just walking in school now.