Friendship

Naturally, Bai Yang would not go to learn martial arts now, knowing the location of Uncle Wang Dong's martial arts gym, Bai Yang made up his mind to practice martial arts during the holidays.

The days of high school seem to pass quietly in such exams, and when I come back to my senses, this semester is over.

Holding his final exam paper, Feng Jingchuan felt a little dazed. Such a high score must have been achieved by him!

In this final exam, Feng Jingchuan directly advanced by more than 100 in the grade ranking, and even entered the top [-] in the class.

Holding the report card, Feng Jingchuan said to Bai Yang with disbelief: "Bai Yang, I don't have any sense of reality now, how did I do so well this time?"

"You worked hard."

"But... I don't feel like I was struggling at the beginning."

"Reviewing after learning and learning new things all the time are two different feelings."

When the two of them walked to the carport, Bai Yang said to Feng Jingchuan: "I'm going to the school's winter camp during the holidays, and I'll have classes until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, so I won't be able to play with you."

"By the way, I remembered it when you said it. The art teacher suggested that I go to the remedial class to practice sketching during the holidays, but it ended earlier than you, on the 26th of the twelfth lunar month."

Bai Yang's winter camp is free, as long as you bring your own lunch, but Feng Jingchuan's tutoring class is charged, and the price is not low, 100 yuan a day.Li Ling hasn't come back since she lived in her grandma's house, and Feng Jingchuan has no choice but to ask her for money.

Sending Bai Yang home, Feng Jingchuan rode his bicycle to Feng Guodong's new home.Standing at the stairs, Feng Jingchuan hesitated, he ran to his father's house without saying hello, isn't it very good.

Feng Jingchuan wanted to escape a little, he was afraid that when he opened the door, seeing the warmth and warmth of his father's new home, Feng Jingchuan might resent Feng Guodong and Li Ling.

"Da Chuan?" Feng Jingchuan was hesitating, a gentle female voice brought Feng Jingchuan back to his thoughts, and he took a closer look, it was the aunt who remarried with his father.

Feng Jingchuan immediately stiffened, and bowed slightly to her, unable to speak a word.

"Come to see your father?"

"Ah."

"Come in, what are you doing standing outside?"

When she opened the door, Feng Guodong had already left work and was cooking at home, the room was filled with the aroma of food.

"I'm back..." Feng Guodong came out of the kitchen, saw Feng Jingchuan stunned, and asked with some doubts: "Dachuan? Why did you come?"

"Dad, I..."

"Father!" Feng Ling ran out of the bedroom, threw himself into Feng Guodong's arms, and showed him the window grilles he had just cut, "How about posting this for the Chinese New Year?"

"it is good."

Feng Jingchuan lowered his head, not wanting to watch this scene of fatherly kindness and daughter's filial piety, he squeezed the report card in his hand, raised his head and said, "Dad, I have something to ask you."

"Father, who is this? Why are you also called your father?" Feng Ling stared at a pair of big eyes that were almost the same as Feng Jingchuan, and asked while blinking.

Feng Guodong hugged Feng Ling and walked up to Feng Jingchuan, saying, "Quickly call brother."

"Hello, brother." Feng Ling called obediently, because she was still a little shy when she saw Feng Jingchuan.

Feng Ling's mother carried Feng Ling back to the bedroom, leaving the father and son talking in the living room.

"Dachuan, it's rare for you to come here. Let's have dinner here tonight. Dad will make you your favorite food." Feng Guodong said.

"No, I'll just go home and have dinner."

"Are you afraid your mother won't like it? It's okay, I'll just call her now and talk about it."

"Dad, don't call." Li Ling was definitely not at home, and no one picked up the call. "This is my report card this time."

Feng Guodong was a little puzzled, Da Chuan didn't study very well, and he didn't see him bring a report card, why did he show him the report card this time.

"You did so well in the exam?" Feng Guodong was very surprised when he saw the grades on the report card. When did Feng Jingchuan study so well?

No, Okawa studied very well when he was in junior high school, it was only after they got divorced that...

"Well, Dad, I want to go to college and take remedial classes during the holidays, but I have no money."

Feng Jingchuan explained his request, Feng Guodong was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stood up, went to the bedroom to get his wallet, and asked, "How much do you want? Is three thousand enough?"

"Dad, you don't need that much. The remedial class is only for ten days, and 1000 yuan is enough. There is still some left over from last time's living expenses." Feng Jingchuan quickly waved his hand, not asking for so much money.

Feng Guodong had no choice but to point out 1000 yuan, handed it to Feng Jingchuan, and said, "Let's eat here."

"No, I made an appointment to have dinner with my friend, and he is still waiting for me."

"Well, be careful on the road."

"Well, thank you Dad."

Feng Jingchuan walked out of the anti-theft door, and gently closed the door. The room was so warm, so warm that Feng Jingchuan couldn't bear to destroy it all. His presence would really make the family feel uncomfortable.

As soon as he reached the stairs, Bai Yang called.

"Where did you go, Jingchuan? Why haven't you come back yet?"

"What's the matter? You miss me?" Feng Jingchuan asked incredulously.

Bai Yang on the other end of the phone blushed, except for Bai Nianci who didn't call him that.

Bai Yang said: "Don't be poor, my mother has mentioned you more than a dozen times here, come back soon."

"okay!"

It doesn't matter if the house is deserted, Feng Jingchuan has someone waiting, isn't there?

Back at Bai Yang's house, Bai Nianci seemed to have not seen Feng Jingchuan for a long time, and exaggeratedly said: "Feng Feng, I thought you wouldn't come today!"

Feng Jingchuan also cooperated, and said with a moved face: "Auntie, how come? I wish I could come to your house every day!"

"Okay, you two stop acting, let's eat quickly." Bai Nianci had a lively personality, so he naturally had no room for his last Bingshan son. Since he got Feng Jingchuan, he has someone to cooperate with him in everything he does. It made Bai Nianci feel that he was more than [-] years younger.

"When I first transferred to another school, I was still worried about Bai Yang. I didn't expect that a semester passed so quickly and he found a good friend." Bai Nianci was still eating, and began to lament the passage of time.

"Isn't that right, Auntie, I thought I would pass high school just like that, but I didn't expect to improve so much and become a dark horse in the eyes of the teacher! It's thanks to Bai Yang who transferred to another school and became my deskmate."

"It's the result of your own hard work."

After eating, the two children put away all the dishes and washed them.

Bai Nianci sat on the sofa and said, "Yang Yang has grown taller recently."

"Auntie, I've been drinking milk every day recently. Haven't I grown?" Feng Jingchuan now cares about his height, and asked Bai Yang to compare his height with him back to back, and he didn't even allow him to wear slippers, "Auntie, look, I Who is taller?"

"This is..."

Feng Jingchuan straightened his chest and held his head up, hoping that he could be a little taller.

Seeing Feng Jingchuan's appearance, Bai Nianci said with a smile, "Yang Yang is a little taller."

"Ah~" Feng Jingchuan was a little disappointed, and said angrily, "Drinking so much milk is useless!"

"The floor is uneven."

Bai Yang dropped his sentence and went to the bedroom to get his clothes and go to the bathroom to take a shower. He has to go to winter camp tomorrow, so he still needs to pay attention to his hygiene.

"Yes, yes, auntie, this wooden floor is easy to be uneven."

The next day, Bai Yang took math class at the winter camp, and Feng Jingchuan went to the Children's Palace to take art class.

When they arrived at the Children's Palace, Feng Jingchuan explained that he wanted to pay the tuition fee, and walked into the classroom with the drawing board on his back.

This winter vacation class is specially opened for high school art students. It is very targeted, so the class is full of high school students, and the teacher is also a teacher who has been engaged in art examinations for many years.

Feng Jingchuan randomly found a place to sit down and began to prepare tools.

The number of people in the classroom gradually increased, and there were people sitting on both sides of Feng Jingchuan.

"Feng Jingchuan, are you also studying here?"

When Feng Jingchuan was called by name, he turned his head in surprise. He had been sharpening pencils just now, and he didn't realize that the students from his own school were sitting beside him.

"Pei Fangsi? Are you here too?" Feng Jingchuan's impression of Pei Fangsi was that she was crying a lot in the playground, and he was a little surprised to see her suddenly in the painting classroom.

"Yeah, I'm an art student." Pei Fangsi was worried about who he didn't know before class, but now he ran into a classmate from the same school.

"Me too, what a coincidence."

"Yeah." Pei Fangsi's heart beat faster for some reason, there are so many painting tutorial classes in the city, why did he meet someone he knew by such a coincidence?Isn't this fate?

Originally, Feng Jingchuan only took sketch classes, and he didn't know anything about art exams. The teacher taught drawing skills for the exams in class, which benefited Feng Jingchuan a lot, so he was very serious when practicing. .

Feng Jingchuan didn't talk when he was painting, so he didn't say a few words to Pei Fangsi all morning, and kept looking at the drawing board seriously.

On the contrary, Pei Fangsi was distracted frequently, staring at Feng Jingchuan's profile.

The morning class time passed quickly, Feng Jingchuan stretched his waist, saw that there was no one in the classroom, and realized that it was already past twelve o'clock.

Taking out the bento that Bai Yang prepared for him from his bag, Feng Jingchuan opened the lunch box, the top layer is fruit, the lower middle layer is the beef stewed by Bai Nianci yesterday, and there is a stir-fried vegetable, the bottom layer is egg rolls and rice .

Bai Yang also brewed a large pot of hot tea in the morning and poured it into a thermos. Feng Jingchuan didn't take a sip all morning, he just focused on drawing.

Pei Fangsi went out to eat lunch, and when he returned to the classroom, he saw the bento that Feng Jingchuan had brought, and asked in surprise, "Feng Jingchuan, did you bring the lunch yourself? It looks delicious!"

"Well, thank you, it's really delicious." Feng Jingchuan heard that Bai Yang's craftsmanship was praised, and he felt a little proud. His friend is so versatile, he can go to the examination room and go to the kitchen!

Pei Fangsi smiled, handed him a bottle of hot milk, and said, "It's so cold, this will warm your hands."

"Thank you." Feng Jingchuan took the milk and held it in his hand, the warmth spread from his palm to his whole body, it was really warm, "I'll buy you a bottle tomorrow."

"They all belong to the same school, so don't be so polite."

"How can this be done, it's not rude to come and go."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so polite."

"It's really not that I'm polite. You don't know that my deskmate asks me about ancient poems every day, so that I often blurt out ancient poems now."

Feng Jingchuan thought of being chased by Bai Yang to recite ancient poems at that time, and felt funny in his heart. Now that his Chinese has accumulated to a certain extent, Bai Yang still asks himself a few questions from time to time.

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Double update today, thank you little angels for your support.

Second update in the afternoon~