My 1991.

Chapter 43, The Deadly Phone Call

Classes during the day and self-study questions.

In order to realize the promise to Meng Qingchi and Zhou Jingni as soon as possible and recover the achievements, Lu An has put in a lot of effort.

After staying up all night for a month, I not only recited the political history of the second period of the first year of high school and the first period of the second year of high school.

I also went through the mathematics system of the first and second grades of high school.

After completing the last set of Huanggang secret papers, Lu An checked the answers and breathed a sigh of relief. He scored 120 out of 91 points, which is very good, and he is very contented.

Ye Run quietly took a look at someone's 91 points, then looked down at a big parabolic problem that he couldn't do, and finally gave up asking for advice.

From time to time this month, she wondered, why did he change so much?

The profound Chinese knowledge not only beat up the Chinese teacher, but even the English teacher dared not ask him to answer questions, for fear of making a fool of himself.

Mathematics?
Geography?
It is obvious that it is a strong point, but now it is a pity that it is weak, even inferior to itself, Ye Run suppressed the doubts in his heart again, and competed with the parabola in distress.

"LuAnn, come out."

Just when Lu An was relaxing and drawing sketches, Zhou Jingni came from behind the aisle, tapped his desk with her left index finger, and took away the sketches.

again!

Lu An looked at the empty desktop, feeling a little helpless. Comrade Zhou had already confiscated 8 sketches from him this month on the grounds that he had deserted in class.

But he is not so easy to bully, Zhang Zhanghua's beauty and temperament overwhelm her, Qingchi sister, I wonder if she will be so depressed that she vomits blood after seeing it?

As for women, they care about their appearance the most, and they don't want to see that they are better than themselves in all aspects.

Followed to the office, before he could speak, Zhou Jingni handed him a letter and a parcel.

The letter didn't need to be opened, but it was a bit hard when touched by hand. It must be a postcard inside.

It is easier to guess the postal package. The size, thickness, and softness are very familiar, and it is another set of Huanggang dense rolls.

His eyes quickly moved to the mailing address column, and he found that it was the same as last time, it was very strange, and he lost the desire to investigate further in an instant.

Lu An tentatively asked: "Mr. Zhou, who gave this to you?"

Zhou Jingni looked puzzled: "Who sent it to you, you don't know?"

Lu An shook his head, and with just one sentence, he denied the person in front of him. It seems that she didn't send it.

Who is that?

Since you are so kind to yourself and care about yourself so much, why do you become an unsung hero?
It's fine if the other party is a man, and I can't agree to it with my body.

If it's a woman, if she doesn't show her head like this, with her own development speed, wouldn't she be afraid of running away with other women?
Isn't she out of luck?

What is the picture?
Zhou Jingni recognized his expression, she didn't seem to be fake, and said: "The postman just delivered it, and a lot of letters were sent along with it, so the teacher didn't ask much."

That's right, it was a waste of time to ask, and it aroused the suspicion of the other party.

Seeing him turn around to leave, Zhou Jingni stopped him and handed him a stack of the latest newspapers: "Give it to me after reading it."

"Thank you." Lu An said thank you, not politely.

After the oil painting incident, the two got along much more easily, and Zhou Jingni no longer regarded him as an ordinary student.I think he reads newspapers frequently in order to acquire more social knowledge and find creative inspiration.

For this beautiful misunderstanding, Lu Ang loved it, and of course he would not foolishly try to break it.

Even a little eager to get it.

In this age where there are no mobile phones or computers, communication basically depends on roaring.

As a later generation, if I can't get the news and current events outside in time, I will always feel panicked and uncomfortable, and I will always feel like I will miss a lot of important things.

Eager to learn about the outside world through newspapers, eager to catch a trend of the times to earn a lot of money, and change the poor situation at home, this is the major thing that Lu Ann cares most about besides studying.

The dozens and hundreds of repairs for bicycles can no longer satisfy him.

Although painting has made a qualitative leap and found a new creative direction, he knows how deep the water is in this industry. Before meeting the right opportunity, no matter how high the level is, he can only guard Baoshan empty-handed. cash.

Zhou Jingni raised her hand to look at her watch and said, "At dinner, someone called you. The person called you your cousin, and you may call again later."

Uncle?Lu Xueping is not stingy?

Thinking like this, Lu An didn't leave in a hurry, found a place to sit down, and looked down at the newspaper.

Zhou Jingni glanced at him, wrote a pen and concentrated on preparing for class, leaving him alone.

The news in the society is still the same old style. On the one hand, it counterattacks the *** and eliminates pornographic and violent movements.

On the other hand, audio-visual and graphic products from overseas are flooding the market, and there are decadent voices and bikini girls everywhere.

This reminded him of the hundreds of video tapes in his uncle's closet, and also of the socialist market economy that will come next year.

Next year is 92, which seems to be a big year, he thought to himself, maybe the chance for the old Lu family to make a complete turnaround is next year.

Now it is November of 91, and it will be more than a month away from 11. He feels a sense of urgency for no reason.

I turned all the way down, but I didn’t see the information I wanted, but there were a lot of news about the northern giant bear. If my memory is correct, the giant bear is about to fall, it seems to be in December.

Thinking of the series of changes in the world after the fall, Lu An didn't know whether to say it was a pity.

He was thinking, if he didn't need to study now, maybe he would take the special train going north to give it a try.

The legendary potato is exchanged for an airplane, damn it, such a good opportunity to make money can only be sighed, it's too wasteful.

"Jingle bell jingle bell."

Just when he was distracted, the red landline on the desk rang.

Zhou Jingni said without raising her head, "It should be you."

LuAnn put down the newspaper, picked up the receiver and put it to his ear: "Hello, hello."

"It's me. I heard that you had a headache a while ago. Are you feeling better now?" Lu Xueping asked.

Lu An wanted to say that it was all right, but considering that there was a tigress sitting opposite him, he changed his words temporarily:
"I'm taking medicine, and I'm in relief now."

Fearing that the bastard would bring up the headache again, he hurriedly changed the subject: "What about you? You have been hospitalized for more than a month, how are you doing?"

Lu Xueping let out a burst of hehehe: "I'm fine, don't panic if you have food in your hand, eat well and drink well, and gain weight. It's just that the nurse's hands are a bit heavy and her teeth are a bit sharp. This feeling makes me return to being a teenager. I was a nymphomaniac then."

The office was too quiet, and Zhou Jingni, who was taking notes, raised her head.

Lu Ann was dizzy, and quickly stopped: "Stop, stop, I'm in the teacher's office"

Lu Xueping laughed and interrupted him: "What are you afraid of? Your homeroom teacher is a little fat sheep. When I called at night, I found that she was very innocent. When the time comes, uncle will teach you how to subdue that little fat sheep."

Sensing the murderous intent from across the table, Lu An didn't bother to struggle, and just put it badly:

"Our teacher Zhou is right next to you, you can tell her..."

"toot toot"

Before the conversation was over, the phone was hung up, and there was a busy tone from inside.

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(End of this chapter)