This star just wants to learn.

Chapter 51
Sure enough, it was still raining the next day, and the morning jog that Putong and his father had agreed upon did not proceed as scheduled...

On the rainy day, there were few people on the street, and it was a little deserted.

Putong bypassed the small puddle soaked by rain, and went straight to the steamed stuffed bun shop that he hadn't been to for a long time.

Mom still cooks him breakfast when she's home, but today his dad was still snoring while he was washing up...

"Boss, here are four steamed buns and a cup of soy milk..." Putong put away his umbrella and walked into the store, not forgetting to shake the little water droplets.

"Six yuan! Why does this handsome young man look familiar? The boss couldn't help but take a second look at the young man who entered the door.

"Forget it, take it away!" Pu Tong felt a little too late after paying the money.

It's not too late to go to school, but the morning is a precious golden memory time, and he really doesn't want to miss it.

Until Putong left with breakfast and an umbrella, the boss was still thinking about where he had seen this handsome guy...

"It's a bit cold!" Pu Tong was looking at the world under the umbrella, a burst of coolness made him shiver, and he quickened his pace unconsciously.

When he got near the school gate, there were more pedestrians in his field of vision.Except for students who ride bicycles to school and wear raincoats, most students still hold various small umbrellas, and you can't even find two that are the same at a glance.

At this time, a hunk holding a pink and tender umbrella will be a lore...

When Pu Tong saw the big tree in front of the school, he suddenly had a bold idea: step on it, and the water will splash all over others, how exciting it is.

The man was a teenager until his death, he pursed his lips, but he still didn't dare to lower his legs after all.

Just when he was planning to kick the tree, a car drove up from the opposite side and stopped in front of him impartially, almost splashing water all over his body.

After the car door opened, Yu Wanwan stepped down and waved to him.

"Hold the umbrella!" A mature female voice sounded in the car, Pu Tong frowned, he had heard this voice before.

He leaned down, glanced at the driver's seat in the car, and met a young woman's eyes.

"Hello, Putong, it's our first time meeting, I'm Wanwan's manager, Jiang Yun!" The woman waved to him with a strong smile on her lips.

"Hello..." Pu Tong couldn't help but take another look at this low-key car, probably not some low-key luxury car.

"Let's go, let's go!" Yu Wanwan took out a blue speckled umbrella from the car, and urged, "Why are you two still chatting?"

"Oh!" Pu Tong glanced at Manager Jiang, who was smiling even more, with some doubts, and walked into the school slowly.

"Wait for me!"

The girl followed quickly, and came to him with an umbrella.

In fact, it was the first time the two of them met at the school gate. Without an appointment, the probability of meeting two people with irregular schedules at the school gate was very low.

But undoubtedly, the two of them bumped into that tiny probability today.

"You should..." Pu Tong's words came to his lips, but finally he couldn't ask.

In terms of menstrual period, it should take a few days to end!
"It's much better!" Yu Wanwan pointed to the breakfast in Putong's hand, and asked doubtfully, "Don't you usually eat breakfast at home?"

"My mother isn't home."

"Auntie seems to be going to the Northwest for an interview."

"How do you know?" Pu Tong himself didn't know why his mother went there, he might be a fake son.

"Auntie posted a itinerary on Weibo..." Yu Wanwan felt a little embarrassed, and explained, "I found it by chance."

Pu Tong still admires his mother for his ability and qualifications, but he doesn't like to answer those big news and events, and always interviews ordinary people in life.

In fact, these are small things that no one will care about, but every time she can report these things, it can attract a wide range of attention.From the bitter story of migrant workers' wage arrears to the "old people's village" composed of widowed and lonely old people, she reported the difficulties of ordinary people in these humble corners, and let more people understand the sadness of the other side of reality... …

For me, the meaningless enthusiasm, for my mother, even a little bit, can get more attention and help to those unfortunate people in her report.

The two put away their umbrellas and walked side by side, attracting the attention of passing students.

Forget it, anyway, it's hard to encounter this kind of thing again, so let's walk together today.

There were already many umbrellas placed in the empty space behind the classroom, Pu Tong picked a place on the edge and put his own umbrella there too.

Touching the cold steamed stuffed bun in his hand, Pu Tong said that the problem was not serious, and sat down to eat while reading.

"Is it delicious?" Yu Wanwan glanced at Putong's movements with great interest.

“Not tasty, but delicious!”

"Ok?"

"I don't feel delicious, but you feel delicious, because it's always better to eat in someone else's hands..."

"Cut." Yu Wanwan didn't take it seriously, although he always felt that what he said made sense.

In order to keep the smell from spreading in the classroom, Pu Tong ate quickly, and soon he had three steamed buns and a cup of soy milk.

"Snoring." He noticed some fiery gazes from his deskmate, so he chose to be polite.

"Try one!"

The steamed stuffed bun is not spicy, so she should be able to eat it even in a special period.

"Okay, okay..." Yu Wanwan was not polite, and reached out to touch another bun.

"It's getting cold!" she murmured.

"It's good to eat some... By the way, you should have eaten at home!"

"Soak nutritious oatmeal every day, I'm almost guilty of eating it!" Yu Wanwan swallowed a bun in three mouthfuls, and the whole mouth was a little slick.

"Wipe it!" Pu Tong gave her a white look, and began to recite the book seriously.

The classroom on a rainy day always has an inexplicable attraction. It is always easy to calm down when listening to the pattering rain outside the window and smelling the somewhat muddy air.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, Putong was only thankful that he came early, if he was lazy, he might not be able to withstand the heavy rain with an umbrella.

Not long after, Lin Yuxi and Iori Yukino came to the classroom a little wet, and verified his conjecture.

"Why is the rain falling at a slant!" Sakura Rubbed her hair with a sad expression on her face.

"The wind blows..." Lin Yuxi took out a towel from her schoolbag and wiped her hair.

"Why do you bring towels? You have already counted all of this?"

"You never know what's in a girl's schoolbag!"

Not to mention towels, even if she conjures a pigeon directly from the bag, he will believe it.

"Wipe it for me too!" Yinghua girl stretched her head over skillfully, and Lin Yuxi didn't see her, hugging her head and rubbing her head for a while.

Rub your dog's head...

After wiping her hair, Iori Yukino was even a little bit dizzy.

"I thought it was the bamboo dragonfly on my head that took off..."

Putong told her many episodes of Doraemon, and then this guy got into his head hard, always fantasizing about owning a doraemon.

It has to be said that Sakura people are indeed unique in the second year.

"By the way, I have already finished the first chapter of Doraemon, so I drew it according to your description, and decided to post it on the Internet at noon today!" Sakura girl seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly added: "The author, I wrote our Two’s name, it’s your idea after all!”

If Iori Yukino is qualified as a painter, Doraemon's manga will undoubtedly become popular. As a super big ip, Putong feels that the original author will definitely make a lot of money.

He didn't know how to draw manga at first, but this time he actually got the honor of Sakura Girl.

"But I always have a question, why is Nobita always stupid and unlucky?"

"Maybe meeting Doraemon has already used up all his luck..."

How lucky a person must be to meet each other, even if it takes a lifetime of luck, it should be worth it.

(End of this chapter)