When Wan Feng walked into the classroom, he noticed that Chen Wenxin had dark circles under his eyes and looked a little listless.
This silly girl probably didn't sleep in the middle of the night.
", when did you go to bed last night?"
Chen Wen thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be around eleven o'clock."
"Embroidered?"
Chen Wenxin nodded.
"How much have you embroidered? Take it out and let me see."
Chen Wenxin took out a piece of cloth about five centimeters wide and ten centimeters long, which was embroidered with trademarks one by one.
Wan Feng was shocked. Damn, there is so much embroidery!
The width of a trademark is about 1.5 centimeters and the length is one inch. Chen Wenxin's piece of cloth has three of them, three inches long.
That is, she embroidered nine trademarks.
“The embroidery wasn’t good at first, but it got a little better later on.”
Wan Feng shook his head. Why do these women's eyes turn into rabbits' eyes when they see money?
"The requirements for trademarks are not that high, so this is fine, but it would be better if it could be embroidered beautifully."
Wan Feng took out two cents and stuffed them into Chen Wenxin's pocket.
"I don't have change."
Nine trademarks cost one and a half cents.
"Ming Shao is just one of them. Chen Wenxin, I have something to remind you. You must understand that you are only fourteen years old. There are many things in this world that you have not experienced yet. Especially, you don't know what it feels like to be a man. If you get too tired, you will miss out on this wonderful experience."
The first sentence is very serious, but the tone changes significantly in the second half.
Chen Wenxin's face flushed red, and he raised his fist and hit Wan Feng: "I told you to be stupid!"
In 1980, it was unimaginable that boys and girls in the same class would fight like Wan Feng and Chen Wenxin did.
While other boys and girls were embarrassed to speak, Wan Feng and most of the girls in the class could make a noise.
Those who gossip will fabricate countless rumors just like the online rumor-mongers of later generations.
However, Wan Feng had prestige and no psychological barriers. He got along well with both boys and girls, and many girls played and joked with him. Therefore, there was no gossip in the class, and many people even thought it was a normal thing.
Xu Ying ran up from behind and said, "Great Master, as the richest man in our class, you should treat us to candy at the beginning of the new semester."
"Why? And how do I look like a rich man? I think the clothes I'm wearing are not as fancy as yours."
"That's because you don't want to wear it. Your wife makes clothes, but you don't have any clothes to wear."
There were rumors circulating in the class that Wan Feng had an ambiguous relationship with Luan Feng, a clothes maker in Wahou. If you trace the source of the rumor, you will find that it is closely related to Liang Hua.
Wan Feng didn't intend to pursue responsibility but naturally he had to deny it.
"Don't be silly, we're just on good terms. Does that mean all the girls I'm on good terms with are my wives? Just like in our class, you, Chen Wenxin, and most of the girls are on good terms. Does that mean you're all my wives? Even if you want to make all of them your wives, I can't afford to support them!"
He smiled smugly after finishing it.
This caused public outrage.
Xu Ying waved her claws and said, "Ladies! This guy is taking advantage of us. Let's beat him up."
Then, fifty or sixty pink fists were raised, wanting to knock Wan Feng to the ground and step on him with ten thousand feet.
"Hey, hey! You can just raise one fist. What's the point of raising both fists? I'll beat you to death. Two cents for mercy."
"No, Sanmao." Xu Ying said righteously.
Two cents can buy twenty-two pieces of fruit candy, and there are thirty-one girls in the class, so this is not enough.
"make a deal!"
Xu Ying achieved her goal and the storm died down immediately. Everyone was laughing and the scene was harmonious.
This is the embodiment of strength. Three cents was enough to put an end to a riot started by women.
Riots like this have been suppressed twice last semester. It is not a good sign that it happened on the second day of this semester. It is estimated that there is a possibility of frequent outbreaks.
I'm afraid I'll lose a lot of money this semester.
The bell rang for class. The first class today was taught by our homeroom teacher Zhou Wen. When the get out of class was over, Wan Feng called Zhou Wen at the classroom door.
"Teacher, I need to take the whole afternoon off."
"What? You're asking for leave right after school starts?"
"Of course I have something to do. If it's not urgent, I won't ask for leave."
"Can't it wait until tomorrow afternoon?"
Tomorrow is Wednesday, a statutory holiday in the afternoon.
"There's a lot to do tomorrow afternoon, and there's a lot to do tomorrow afternoon."
"This won't happen again."
Don't do it again? I'll have so many days off in the future that I won't be able to take more than this one time.
When I take a vacation, I feel naturally relaxed. When the toilet flushes, the sound is like the sound of running water in the mountains.
When he returned to the classroom, Wan Feng saw Chen Wenxin with his head down, surrounded by several girls.
When I took a closer look, I found that this guy had actually brought an embroidery frame to school and was embroidering the trademark during the break.
What made Wan Feng even more depressed was that during the third art class, this guy actually took out this thing from his schoolbag again, hid it under the desk, and fiddled with it secretly.
This guy is hopeless. He is taking advantage of Mr. Chen, the art teacher, because his eyesight is blurry.
"Hey! You're embroidering in art class, are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Chen Wenxin argued confidently: "Embroidery is also related to art. This pattern also belongs to the category of art."
Embroidery is related to art.
This is a serious problem. Wan Feng asked her to embroider, not to fool around in class.
"I have no right to interfere with your embroidery during recess, but if I see you embroidering this in class again, I'll cut the price in half!"
These words were indeed powerful, and Chen Wenxin immediately stuffed the brush into her schoolbag.
"Don't look at me like I'm molesting you. I'm doing this for your own good. If the teacher confiscates it, I can buy you a new brush and pay you back a dime. You should be thanking me. Besides, you have good grades, so you should study hard and maybe get into college in the future."
"Don't even think about going to college. My family can't afford even if you get into high school."
"Don't be afraid, there will always be a way. If it really doesn't work, I will support you and treat you as my wife."
"You're here again!" Chen Wenxin's face was red and her eyes were watery.
It's also very interesting to tease Chen Wenxin when you have nothing to do.
In her previous life, this woman who was usually a little listless married a gambler and eventually became that kind of woman, which made Wan Feng very unhappy. He wanted to save her if he could in this life.
You can't just watch a woman jump into the fire.
"I'll carry my schoolbag to your house after school this afternoon, and I'll give my homework to Xu Ying to help me with it." With two pieces of fruit candy and someone helping him with his homework, Wan Feng didn't feel the need to do homework anymore.
"Where are you going this afternoon?" Chen Wenxin asked doubtfully.
"I have something to do, so I'm taking a leave of absence this afternoon."
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