Unfortunately, the words on the recorder were said by Guo Wu, who had just entered the dormitory. It was said that this guy was pursuing a female classmate named He Shuhua.
It is said that it is being pursued, it is absolutely true, and it seems to have been successful.
If you use the old communication method of love letters, you must have a matchmaker to deliver the message. You can't go through the post office.
Unfortunately, Wang Dong became the matchmaker's messenger, now called a postman, who delivered letters between the two people.
Wang Dong is not a very kind person. He is plucking feathers from passing geese. Although there is not much to pluck from a love letter, there is nothing wrong in secretly taking a look at other people's writing skills and learning from them.
At first, Wang Dong studied secretly by himself.
Later, perhaps because he felt that one person's learning would always be limited, or perhaps because he felt guilty and thought that good things should be shared with everyone, Wang Dong twice asked Wan Feng to study with him.
One was written by Guo Wu to He Shuhua, and the other was written by He Shuhua to Guo Wu.
Wan Feng watched it once and never watched it again. The reason was that the quality was too poor.
A letter only has about 700 to 800 words in total, but the noun "sister" takes up more than 200 words. If the noun "sister" is removed, the love letter will be a mess.
He Shuhua was not much better. There was no other word in the whole article except "brother, brother".
Brother, have you eaten? Brother, have you missed me?
It wouldn’t be awkward at all if you added “Did you pee?” after “Brother?”
After reading it once, Wan Feng was poisoned by the sweet and sour way of this brother and sister, and thus concluded that high school students' love letters were poisonous.
Their brother and sister made Wan Feng feel embarrassed. What is this about?
Wan Feng really wanted to help them revise it, but after thinking about the consequences, he reluctantly suppressed the tempting idea.
No wonder Guo Wu’s Chinese grades are not very good. Correspondingly, his wife’s writing skills are not even up to the standard of elementary school students.
It seemed that Guo Wu went out on a date tonight. He said it was a pity about the recorder. Naturally, he heard the previous words about using the recorder to exchange for a kiss.
Wan Feng concluded that the reason Guo Wu dared to say that the recorder was a pity was probably because he had gotten a kiss in return tonight.
Whether it was exchanged for a frog-eye mirror remains to be verified. If He Shuhua is wearing a frog-eye mirror on her face tomorrow, then it is basically certain.
Wan Feng scanned Guo Wu's face carefully, hoping to find a kiss mark on his face so that he could use it as a basis to mock him.
Unfortunately, it was not successful.
Guo Wu also climbed onto the bunk and moved closer to Wan Feng: "I decided to go to Wahou at the end of this month."
"I'm not afraid of getting lost."
Guo Wu patted his chest and said: "A real man should be upright and upright in life, so why should he worry about not having a wife?"
What kind of messed up words are these?
Wan Feng took out a pen and wrote down the route map. "Just follow the process and route I've written. Be careful not to get kidnapped along the way... I don't think anyone would kidnap you if you look like a jerk. As long as you don't get robbed, you'll be fine."
Guo Wu put away Wan Feng's route map and said with a smile, "Do you want me to pass on a message for you? Even a letter would be fine."
This guy has a pretty good mouth and didn't say who he was delivering the message to.
Upon hearing the message, Wan Feng quickly refused: "No need."
What a joke! If he lets this guy deliver the letter and doesn't secretly open it to read it, Wan Feng will be a fool. Although he can't write "sister" in the letter... he is younger than Luan Feng, so of course he can't write "sister", let alone "sister".
In short, he didn't want Guo Wu to read his love letters. What if he learned his writing skills?
"Just don't say anything you shouldn't say over there. How much goods are you planning to get this time?"
"one hundred."
"Okay, this business is finally going to work."
"I plan to make two or three trips this year. In the winter, I want to buy military caps and sell them. Unfortunately, military crocheted shoes are too expensive. Many people are interested in them."
It doesn't cost much to buy a pair of them even if they cost fifty or sixty-one, which is more than a person's monthly salary. Wan Feng believes that few people can afford them.
In 1984, when many people still didn't know what doing business was, Guo Wu had already figured it out. He was one of the first people in the riverside area to go into business.
It's a pity that there is not much room for development in this area. If it were in an economically developed area, it might be able to cause some trouble.
On March 39th, all the students who were going home for the holidays left school early in the morning.
Wan Feng gets up early. Every morning he goes to Li You's boxing gym to exercise. Today he also has to pick up goods for Wang Dong.
There were two people who went with him to pick up the goods today.
One is Wang Dong, and the other is Wu Junyan from the 50th Company.
Wu Junyan and Wan Feng's family were originally from the 31st Company of Chenqing, and he was one grade higher than Wan Feng.
When they were in the 31st Company, the relationship between the two families was not very pleasant, so when they went to school, they were not close.
But this time, Wu Junyan took the initiative to find Wan Feng and wanted to bring some pants back to sell.
Wan Feng readily agreed.
Wang Dong asked for fifty, but Wu Junyan didn't dare take more since it was his first time selling, so he only took twenty.
Wan Feng told him that he could return them if he couldn't sell them, so he took ten more.
After sending the two men away, Wan Feng went to Li You's boxing ring to train.
It's no wonder that there are some martial arts students who can endure hardships. When Wan Feng arrived at the boxing ring, there were already more than a dozen students here. Steam was coming out of their heads, and they were following Li You's routines.
Wan Feng also joined in, followed two routines, and then had some exchanges with several students.
The craze for martial arts is showing a tendency to expand. Currently, there are over 150 students studying in Li You's class, and the number is still on the rise.
There is a small bookstore in No. 1 Middle School, a very small one. There are only about a thousand books in it, mainly study books, with a small number of literary works.
Recently, I got a book called Southern Fist from somewhere and it’s selling like hot cakes.
There is also a magazine called Wulin which has a very high sales volume. You can often see people holding these books and communicating with each other.
Wan Feng did not participate in these exchanges. After exercising, he hurried back to the house he rented, which is now used as a dormitory for Zhang Xuan and others.
Although there are now more than 30 people living in the old house that Wan Feng originally rented, the original six people still stay there during the holidays.
Wan Feng couldn't afford to feed so many people.
Li Qiuli and Mi Yang were still the ones cooking. As for the other four lazy bums, they were probably smearing white ash on their faces again.
The school prohibits students from wearing makeup, but they don’t care during the holidays.
When Wan Feng arrived, the meal had just been prepared. While Zhang Xuan and the others were still dawdling, he started eating without any hesitation.
After he finished his meal, the four lazy guys came out of the inner room reluctantly.
When Wan Feng saw their faces, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Even if you put on powder, you can't make your face look like snowflakes, right? Why are powder flakes falling off as you walk?
Wan Feng quickly poured another bowl of porridge, fearing that the rice porridge would contain flour residue.
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