Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Xiaopang curled his lips: "That's it?"

"I haven't finished yet. If I point to the chair, you can say the word corresponding to this chair. For example, if I point to the second chair, you must say the word star accurately. If I point to the third chair You are going to say empty words, and I don’t need to remind you if you make a mistake, right?”

Xiaopang blinked his eyes and thought for a while: "It's very simple."

"Are you ready? I'm about to start." After speaking, Wan Feng pointed to the third chair.

"Empty!" Fatty blurted out.

Wan Feng's hand quickly pointed to the first chair.

"see!"

Next…

"Star! Sky! Look! Sky! Star."

After several times in a row, Wan Feng pointed his hand at the first chair and began to connect the dots.

"Look, look, look, look, woof woof, woof woof, woof woof..."

Wan Feng's hands didn't stop, Xiaopang kept barking.

Jiangwei's students were the first to understand. At first, some people let out low laughter, and finally burst into roaring laughter.

Even the dean of teaching, Xue Yongjiu, couldn't help laughing. He had never seen such a manipulating person, asking a person to bark like a dog voluntarily. What is this guy thinking?

Wan Feng withdrew his hand and nodded in praise: "You have proved that you are not an idiot, but a smart person." After speaking, he sat on the chair and ignored the other party.

The people in Huaguang School naturally understood what was going on. Li Guang was being played like a dog.

At this time, Li Guang finally came to his senses that he was being treated like a dog.

Like a raging lion, he was about to rush forward to show Wan Feng a little bit more, but was stopped by his teacher.

...

At this time, the sun finally began to exert its power, and the heat rolled and filled the square like waves, and soon drowned all the adults and children in the square.

In Jiangwei, a large school sports meeting was held and people crowded the square. How many people do you think there should be in the sports meeting in the whole commune.

Even adults and students are a sea of ​​people.

At this time, those with fans in their hands were fanning non-stop, and those without fans could only do nothing.

Wan Feng and the others belonged to the dry-dry group. What should I do if I don’t have anything to cover my head and I don’t have a fan in my hand?

Wan Feng recalled an episode from a 90s TV series: I can never live like this again, I can never live like this again...

"Teacher! I have to go to the bathroom." Wan Feng decided that he could no longer live like this, so he asked Xue Yongjiu, the dean of the team, for leave.

Sitting here any longer is in danger of being vaporized.

"Go back quickly."

"Yes!" Wan Feng quickly stood up and walked out, it was necessary to go quickly, as for going back quickly...

Wan Feng didn't plan to come back at all, his project didn't start until 01:30 in the afternoon, and only fools would come back to be exposed to the sun.

Squeezing out of the crowd, Wan Feng began to look for a shady place.

There is not a single tree on the campus, the doors of the school classrooms are locked, and the teaching office is not allowed to go. The only place where you can go is the gate of the first row of houses except under the eaves.

There is usually a draft in the gate hole, which is a good place for shade.

Wan Feng swished into the gate, and as soon as he entered the gate, it felt like a song: a cool wind blowing in front of him...

Wan Feng found a stone and leaned against the wall of the gate, and he didn't plan to get up again in a short time.

But people are not as good as heaven. He just sat down for 2 minutes when he saw a Beiliao No. 130 [-] truck produced by Beiliao Province coming to the school gate, and stopped under a big tree outside the school gate with a creak. shade.

During the sports meeting, all vehicles are not allowed to enter the school, so this 130 truck that looks dusty is parked outside the school gate.

A middle-aged woman in a white coat came out of the cab of the truck, talking and gesticulating to the two young men in the truck.

The sharp-eyed Wan Feng saw at a glance that a young man in the car was an acquaintance.

Isn't this the delivery clerk from the Blue Mountain Popsicle Factory!what is his name

After thinking about it for a long time, Wan Feng realized that he didn't know the name of the person at all, and he didn't have time to ask him the last time he dealt with him.

Like a sudden ferment of hormones, Wan Feng jumped up and ran to the truck like a bird.

"Brother! You are here."

The young man was puffing up his cheeks and lifting the quilt covering the carriage, his actions seemed to have a grudge against the quilt.

When someone called Brother, he turned his head and glanced at Wan Feng, blinked his eyes a few times before remembering who Wan Feng was, his originally stiff face just let go and relaxed.

"So it's you, are you running the sports meeting?"

"I don't have a project in the morning, so I'm stealing a cool breeze here, brother! What are you doing?"

"What can we do, sell popsicles! Our factory manager said that the sports meeting is a good time to sell popsicles. Why don't we come here now, otherwise I would still be sleeping now." The tone of the young man seemed to have a lot of dissatisfaction.

"Ma Huan! What are you doing? Work!"

This guy is called Ma Huan?It's a good name, doesn't it mean that people are happy to call horses?

Chapter 83 The Man of the Year Ten Years Later

The middle-aged woman pulled her face and shouted that Wan Feng also knew this woman, she was the aunt who billed the Lanshan Cold Drink Factory.

"Brother! Can I get goods and sell them here?"

Ma Huan hesitated for a moment and said, "You have to ask the cashier about this, and she will do it if she says yes."

The cashier is the aunt.

Wan Feng ran to the aunt, and said his request with a smile on his face.

"What? You want to sell popsicles in our car?" The aunt pointed her eyebrows coldly.

"Auntie! I went to your popsicle factory to get the goods, and you got the ticket for me. Maybe you don't know me, and we are regular customers."

Ma Huan grinned on the carriage, and became a regular customer after taking the goods once in paralysis?

The aunt thought for a while: "It's okay to get the goods, but it's not in vain."