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Chapter 18
He usually attends classes, teaches Gong Yu to sing and play guitar in his free time, or plays football with Jia Chun. For Fang Jing, he has a fulfilling life these days, and the seven-day transformation life is coming to an end in a blink of an eye.

On the last afternoon, Fang Jing didn't come to class. He had to stay at home and take some more clips. During class, Gong Yu looked back at his seat, thinking he was leaving without saying goodbye.

The next morning, as soon as Fang Jing arrived downstairs with his luggage, he met Gong Yu and Jia Chun, "Why are you here?"

Jia Chun punched him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You're ashamed to say that you don't want to say hello when you leave, do you still want the money? By the way, why didn't you come yesterday afternoon?"

Fang Jing explained to him about the temporary make-up, Jia Chun then forgave him, and then took out an envelope from his trouser pocket, "This is my tuition fee for my apprenticeship, keep it well, and don't lose it."

A few days ago, he promised to teach singing, and it would cost [-] yuan per class. As expected, Jia Chun did not break his promise. He was going to give it to Fang Jing yesterday, but Fang Jing didn't come.

"I don't have any money, but I can give this to you." Gong Yu handed Fang Jing the black guitar bag he was carrying.

"I can't take this, you'd better take it back!"

Fang Jing, who is rich in Gong Yu's family, knows that this guitar is definitely not cheap, maybe even more expensive than Fat Tiger's 1000.

Gong Yu smiled lightly, "Don't worry, it's not worth much, a few hundred yuan, I bought it with my own money, let's consider it a small gift for you before parting."

Fang Jing couldn't shirk it, so he had no choice but to accept it.

"Thank you, I'm very glad to meet you. If I have the opportunity to come to your province, I will definitely play with you enough and bring you to understand the great rivers and mountains of Huangling."

"Okay, big star, as long as you become famous in the future, don't pretend you don't know us." Jia Chun joked.

"That's right, I'm afraid that you will look down on ordinary people like us in the future."

"Ahem! Fang Jing, it's almost done, I have to go to work soon!"

Qin Yuanshan was impatient.His task today was to send Fang Jing to the plane, and he felt uncomfortable seeing them chattering.

Ignoring Qin Yuanshan, Fang Jing looked at the two of them and waved goodbye, "There is always a feast in the world, see you by fate."

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

……

Participating in The Metamorphosis, Fang Jing's biggest gain besides money is that he made two friends. In the Mercedes-Benz car, he opened the envelope Jia Chun gave him, and Fang Jing laughed.

It was not the original one thousand and two thousand, but three thousand. Jia Chun left a line saying that the rest was to buy gifts for Fang Hui and told him not to take it privately.

Fang Jing was moved, it was obvious that Jia Chun knew that his family was not well off, so he specially gave it to him.

But I was afraid of hurting his self-esteem, so I used this method to help him.

"The weather is so sunny today, and the scenery is beautiful everywhere."

"I smile smugly, I smile smugly..."

Finally able to send away Fang Jing, the god of plague, Qin Yuanshan was in a good mood, humming and singing all the way, driving fast, his expression changed when he saw the film crew at the airport.

His eyes turned red, he put his arms around Fang Jing's shoulders, and his emotions came as he said.

"Jing'er, remember to call your uncle when you get there. From now on, you will often come to the house to play. If you have any difficulties, just say, don't hold back, you are just too stubborn."

The corner of Fang Jing's mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly, "I wanted to lend you 80, but you gave me your phone number instead!"

"Uncle, you should also take care of your health. Don't use the rheumatism patch. There are also painkillers. You should also take less Liuwei Dihuang Wan. Too much is not good for your health."

Damn, you little bastard, when did I eat these things?Qin Yuanshan's face turned dark, "Hehe! Don't worry, those medicines are not for uncle."

The two burst into tears, and finally parted reluctantly.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Jing got off the plane, and a staff member of the program team was in charge of picking him up. After asking, he found out that he had just sent Qin Xiaoyun here. If he had come an hour earlier, the two of them could have seen each other.

When he arrived at the county seat, Fang Jing asked to take a detour to the post office. He wanted to pick up the courier, which was a "specialty product" he bought for Fang Hui two days ago.

Cars couldn't get in the village, so the staff sent it to the village entrance and left.

There were faintly red firecrackers and confetti on the dirt road, which were set off by the village chief when Qin Xiaoyun came a few days ago.

At that time, there were huge crowds of people, beating gongs and drums, and the whole village, old and young, lined up in two teams to welcome the city boy.

On the field ridge, Fang Hui rested his chin on his palm and stared at the direction of entering the village. After a long time, a thin figure came from a distance.

After brushing off the dust on his buttocks, Fang Hui ran up.

Seeing that Fang Jing couldn't finish all the bags, Fang Ani almost burst into joy. So many things are special products?Buy it for yourself?

Excited in my heart, I opened and closed my clenched palms, and finally my mouth twitched.

"Hahaha!"

"Are you having a convulsion?"

Seeing this girl from far away, he came over with a smile, Fang Jing slapped her for fear of hitting her on the head.

"I didn't smoke! I'm happy. I'm tired. I'll take it for you. By the way, what's in the big pocket on your back?"

"It's not your specialty, it almost broke my shoulder."

"Give me, let me recite, I'll do it!"

Seeing her like this, Fang Jing wanted to laugh, "Then be careful, don't flinch."

"All right!"

Half a pocket book weighed more than 20 kilograms, and Fang Hui carried it on his back as soon as he gritted his teeth.

As soon as she put her back on, Fang Hui felt something was wrong, because it was too hard, it didn't feel like food at all, but she didn't doubt it too much, she would know when she got home!
"Brother, what is the black bag on your back? Is it also for food?" Fang Hui asked expectantly while bending over.

"No! You just know how to eat. This is a guitar given to me by a friend in the city."

"Oh!" Fang Hui was disappointed.

"Brother, what delicious food did you buy me? Why is it so heavy?" Fang Hui panted after walking only a few tens of meters.

"What's delicious?"

"Yes! Let me ask you what is delicious?"

"No! What is delicious?"

"You didn't buy it?" Fang Hui stopped and tried to ask.

"No!"

bang!For a moment, Fang Hui felt that something was broken in his heart, and there was an indescribable feeling, mixed feelings.

"Then...then...what do I recite?"

"Books! Three-year simulation of the five-year senior high school entrance examination, as well as English test papers, math test papers, Chinese test papers, a complete set."

"boom!"

When the pocket fell to the ground, Fang Hui suddenly turned pale. If it was heaven in the beginning, and it was the world when there were no snacks, then it is hell now.

I saw her trembling fingers pointing to her pockets, and she couldn't speak fluently, "What the hell, more than 20 catties are books and materials?"

"What do you think? I shipped it all the way from southern Shonan, it's very expensive, okay?"

"Didn't you say specialty products?"

"That's right! The specialties of all major middle schools, the students there buy this kind, let me tell you..."

"Woooo!!"

Before Fang Jing finished speaking, Fang Hui held his mouth, and a sob came out of his mouth.

"Fang Jing, you bully me!"

With tears streaming down her face, Fang Hui stomped on her pockets angrily, turned around and left. More than 20 pounds of homework, who will finish it?
"Come back to me! What are you running, I haven't finished talking yet."

Seven or eight meters away, Fang Hui turned around and walked back quickly. In front of Fang Jing, her small body dragged the bag to the edge of the two-meter-high field, and then kicked it down.

Fang Jing: ...

(End of this chapter)