The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

Wang Ming looked at the steamed bun in his hand, feeling very uncomfortable.

No wonder Duanfang is so short, he is in the second year of middle school and is not as tall as a primary school student, and his small body seems to disappear when the wind blows. It turns out that he is hungry.

He broke off the squad head in his hand and stuffed half of it directly.

"Eat it, don't chew on that pancake." He stared at the rice pancake, as if he would not let Duan Fang continue eating.

"It's okay, I used to eat it every day, it doesn't matter." Duanfang laughed, his eyes were bent into a line, and his dark face looked a little cute.

Wang Ming snorted, but still stuffed half of the steamed bun.

"Eat as soon as I tell you, why are you talking so much nonsense?" After speaking, he sat back in his seat, saw that Gan Bo was still eating steamed buns, turned his head and grabbed a piece from the top.

"You steal from the rich and give to the poor." Gan Bo rolled his eyes, but he didn't stop him.

Holding the half steamed bun, Duan Fang grinned, his white teeth glistened, and he said, "Thank you, brother Ming."

Wang Ming and Gan Bo laughed unconsciously. The sunlight shone into the classroom, bright and translucent.

"The free steamed buns are only for today, and tomorrow you will eat cakes with this brat."

No need to think about who said this, who else could it be except Cheng Yi.

"We'll talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow." Wang Ming looked like a bachelor, and he was very relieved.

Cheng Yi laughed at him, all he ate was given by others, so what conditions did he have to help others.

"I can help whoever I want." Wang Ming scratched his hair, thinking that what Cheng Yi said was totally wrong.

"Helping others has nothing to do with my own abilities. If I want to help, I can help." His principle of life is to do what you want.

Cheng Yi looked around the entire classroom: "Do you think what you do can really help people? Look at them." Duan Fang is not the only child in the classroom who can't eat white steamed buns, and some children are even bigger than he looks. thin and small.

"I don't even have money to buy steamed buns, so don't give them to others." He seemed to be stating a fact, which was so straightforward that it made people uncomfortable.

"Who said I don't have money to buy!" Wang Ming raised his chin and stood up, "When I have money, I will not only buy steamed buns, but also donate to Hope Primary School. Donate one in each mountain. If you don't donate, I won't be named." Wang."

He had a loud voice and a high-pitched voice. After he finished speaking, the children in the classroom cheered loudly no matter whether they understood or not.

Gan Bo covered his face with one hand, and when he saw Wang Ming who was smiling so hard that his teeth could not be seen, he wanted to knock him on the forehead.

These two idiots just like to talk big, and they tend to lose their IQ when they get excited. He probably forgot that there are two PDs behind the classroom who are filming.

"Okay, okay, don't be silly." He pulled him back, "You can't be serious, are you?"

"I didn't play." Wang Ming turned his head, his face was taken for granted, "With my strength, it will definitely be easy to earn a Hope Primary School in the future."

Unexpectedly, these two idiots were not only stupefied, but also so narcissistic.Gan Bo laughed at him: "I've only been here for two days and I'm about to donate a primary school to the mountain area. When did you become so enlightened? Don't tell me you're a prodigal son."

"Why can't I turn my prodigal son back? Are you discriminating against me?" Wang Ming turned his head.

Gan Bo squinted at him, and said: "If you can turn your prodigal son back, why do you come here to reform? Go to the countryside to condolences to junior high school students?"

Wang Mingcai ignored him, and just muttered in a low voice, "I don't need to be rehabilitated. My mother is the one who should come and rehabilitate."

This sentence was also recorded by the PD. The two PDs were very happy. They did not expect to capture so much interesting content after only going down the mountain for a short time.

At this time, Cheng Yi said to Duan Fang: "Do you remember what Wang Ming said just now? Since he dared to speak, you can help him to be a witness." After speaking, he sat back upright as if nothing happened own position.

Hey, what do you mean, I won't go back on my word, Fang Goudan, don't trust him. "In the murmur, Wang Ming seems to have really admitted the matter.

Duanfang secretly glanced at Cheng Yi. This person is very smart and has a sense of maturity beyond his age. He doesn't seem to care about anything. Even in this poor mountain village, he never complained like Wang Ming and Gan Bo.

Speaking of it, he seemed to be just here for tourism.He is out of tune with everything around him, just passing by.

"What's the outside world like?" He asked, but sure enough, the other party didn't answer him.

Cheng Yi is very accurate at seeing people. He knows that Wang Ming has an impulsive personality, which is different from his calm self. The words he said just now may really come true.

So, he gave it a push.

It was an accident and a joke to be sent to this program group.

But although the living conditions in this place are much worse, it is much better than the smoky house, at least you don't have to see those hypocritical faces.

Since we are going to live here for a while, why not have some fun.Wang Ming and Gan Bo, and that seemingly unremarkable Duan Fang, maybe they will bring some difference.

……

Wang Ming was imagining that he would become a big boss with hundreds of millions of assets, and donate dozens of schools to the country with a wave of his hand, but he didn't expect that when the class bell rang, he would be beaten back to his original form.

Yuan Fangfang, the head teacher in her forties, walked in with a bunch of white test papers in her arms. After asking the three of them to introduce themselves briefly, she informed everyone that there would be quizzes in these two classes.

"Squeak—" The stool rubbed against the ground and made a harsh and unpleasant sound.

Wang Ming stood up: "Report to the teacher, shall we take the test?" He had a bad feeling.

His mother paid the school selection fee to force him into high school, and passed out like a dream after the high school entrance examination. How could he remember the little knowledge in junior high school.

However, although the head teacher smiled very gently, he still nodded to him: "Of course there is an exam. From now on, you are a part of the class."

"What's the test?" Gan Bo also made a bitter face, "It will be worse than a group of children later, what a shame."

Wang Ming pursed his lips and looked at him contemptuously: "Why are you so unconfident? I'm going to ask you to lend me the paper later."

Gan Bo rolled his eyes back at him: "I'll let you take a look, why don't you just say you want to copy it."

"I passed the high school entrance exam by myself, but I haven't done any study after the high school entrance examination, and I don't know if I can do these questions in a while."

The two whispered to each other, but no one thought of skipping classes or handing in blank papers. They obviously did these things a lot in the original high school, but in this small classroom, they didn't want to do it.

I always feel that handing in blank papers in front of these little kids is not handsome at all, but to be laughed at foolishly by them would be absolutely embarrassing.

The test paper was passed in front of the two of them, and they breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it. Fortunately, it was mathematics. At least compared with Chinese or English, the content of this subject was much less to memorize, and the mathematics in junior high school was very basic. They must deal with it no problem.

Besides, even if there are some topics that cannot be done, there is still the other party, there is always a difference in what two people know, and there is no problem if the two people know how to add up and round up.

Although Wang Ming and Gan Bo wanted to learn from each other's wisdom, none of them thought of copying the test papers of Cheng Yi and Duan Fang.

One has no guts, the other has no face.Besides, Duanfang, a junior high school student, might not have good grades?

The classroom fell silent, and everyone took a pen to answer the test paper seriously.The temperature rose slowly, half of the classroom was filled with sunshine, and birds flew by from time to time, leaving behind a series of chirping noises.

The sun was shining on his head and it was warm. Duan Fang wrote and stopped unconsciously. He looked out of the window and saw a group of students on the playground outside who were having a physical education class. Very happy look.

He's distracted, it's really nice to be a human being, and we can also take physical education class together, jumping around with a smile and noisiness, basking in the sun.

It wasn't until he was flicked on the forehead that he came back to his senses.

"Be serious." Cheng Yi retracted his fingers, and his eyes drifted out of the window.

Why does this brat look at those kids jumping rope enviously, and laugh so silly?Does he have no friends?

The PD camera quietly recorded, in a small classroom full of sunshine, a group of children all buried their heads, leaving only the back of a dark head.But one of them was very different, the back of his head was white, and the broken hair around his ears was curled up in disorder.

The back of the white head and the person next to him with pigtails were whispering these words, and the papers of the two were tossing around on the table, and they didn't know what they were discussing.

But in the row in front of them, one tall and one short, with short black hair, turned their heads sideways and looked out the window. The sun was falling on the tip of their noses, but they didn't notice it, as if they were seriously dazed.

……

As soon as the bell rang, everyone handed in their papers and ran out of the classroom.Sitting in the classroom all morning was really hard.

Wang Ming felt that his shoulders were sore, which was much more tiring than sleeping in the back of the classroom for two classes.

Gambo leaned on the railing of the corridor, looked at a group of children skipping rope in the open space below, and yawned leisurely.

"The air is so nice." He turned around and leaned against the railing, raised his head and looked up at the sky, wishing he could fall asleep in this position.

It's a pity that a group of children were very energetic and chattering, and some called Wang Ming to play backgammon with them, and even called Gan Bo over after a while.

"Come here, Bobo, let's win the chess game and get something to eat." Wang Ming's excited voice came over.

"Oh, what a depravity..." Gan Bo sighed helplessly, shook his head and walked over.

"Is there anything to eat, let me come."