Prosperous White Lotus Planting Manual

Xu Hanchang subconsciously kept away from this dangerous man, but Zhuo Wen put his arms around his neck tightly and sat up at the same time with the strength of his standing up.

Zhuo Wen repeated his old tricks and jumped forward.However, he didn't succeed, and Xu Hanchang quickly dodged it, almost hitting the floor head-on.

"Hurry up and put on your shoes—fuck you, Zhuo Wen, I remembered what I forgot, I forgot to brush your shoes!!!" Xu Hanchang suddenly realized.

"Ah, it's too late now." Zhuo Wen confusedly put on his shoes and urged Xu Hanchang, "Hurry up, hurry up, we're going to be late."

Xu Hanchang turned his head three times a step, and suddenly heard Zhuo Wen exclaim.

"Brother Xu, the sole of the shoe fell off." Zhuo Wen squatted down to check, and showed Xu Hanchang the sole with a big crack.

Or the sole of the clean shoe.

Zhuo Wen quickly put on another pair of shoes, and ran out of the dormitory with Xu Hanchang.

"Don't brush it for me. If you brush this one, that one is useless." When the class was over, Xu Hanchang turned around to discuss this matter with Zhuo Wen again, Zhuo Wen expressed his opinion nonchalantly.

Xu Hanchang felt that something was wrong, but what Zhuo Wen said made sense, after all, he did not break the sole of the other foot himself.

"It's also thanks to you sprinkled the vegetable soup." Zhuo Wen's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said plausibly, "If I walked halfway, the sole of my shoe fell off, and others would laugh at me to death."

Xu Hanchang thought about it, and it seemed that he was the same, and it could only be attributed to the poor quality of Zhuo Wen's shoes.

Cheng Yan suddenly asked: "Xu Hanchang, have you signed up for the sports meet?"

The smile on Zhuo Wen's face stagnated, and gradually became expressionless.

Xu Hanchang said: "I have applied, and I will apply for the high jump and 3000 meters."

"3000 meters?" Cheng Yan opened his mouth in surprise, "Why don't you report for a sprint, [-] meters is exhausting."

Zhuo Wen looked at Cheng Yan with a smile, and praised: "Yes, Cheng Yan is really thoughtful."

Ever since sitting in this seat, Cheng Yan felt as if he was excluded.It was rare for him to be included in the conversation between the two of them so kindly. Now that Zhuo Wen was chatting with him in a friendly way, he was still a little surprised.

Xu Hanchang said helplessly: "I saw that sports students reported a lot of sprints, and I couldn't run them. For 3000 meters, there are relatively few people who signed up. Maybe I can get a prize or something."

Even during the recess, the classroom was relatively quiet, and Wu Kangxuan who was not far away could hear the conversations of several people clearly.

He sneered silently, scratching a few words randomly in his notebook.

"Xu Hanchang!" The short boy at the door turned around and called him, "Someone is looking for you in the corridor."

Xu Hanchang was puzzled, he didn't know anyone in this school, who would come to him?

Zhuo Wen originally wanted to accompany him there, but Xu Hanchang pushed him back on the seat with one hand: "It's almost time for class, you sit down honestly. Maybe it's uncle, I'll go and have a look and I'll be back."

Zhuo Wen could only sit down obediently: "Okay, Brother Xu."

After Xu Hanchang left, Cheng Yan half-jokingly said to Zhuo Wen in a harmonious and friendly atmosphere: "Why do you call him Brother Xu? I'm the same age as him, so you have to call me Brother Cheng too."

Zhuo Wen turned his face slightly, his expression and tone were as cold as the jaw line.

"You too?"