When he left Shen Mo's house, Fang Chang'an borrowed another book "Selected Works of Liu Zongyuan", which contained a "Fethical Theory" which Chen Chengli recommended him to read carefully.

The day is short and the night is long, and the communities and streets are already shrouded in twilight. According to more literary sayings, this should be the moment when the lights are first on, but there are no "lights" in front of Fang Chang'an and Wang Ke.

The dim street lights dye the air in the field of view into hazy tones. Occasionally, students riding bicycles will pass by. Those who are familiar will say hello, but most of them still don’t know each other, or pass by quickly alone or in a group.

The two walked slowly towards the school side by side. Fang Chang'an proposed to have dinner together in front of the school gate, but Wang Ke refused, saying that he had made an appointment with Song Tang, Liu Bei and Mao Shanshan for dinner.

Fang Changan said without any unnaturally: "Then send them a message and we'll go directly to the cafeteria."

Wang Ke glanced at him and said, "Let them come down at the school gate."

"Um."

Fang Changan had no objection and asked her again: "Do you still have a bath ticket?"

"Yes, you haven't?"

“It’s used up.”

"Then I'll give you a few next time."

"No, you can just call me next time you take a shower, I'll go with you."

The little girl blushed and gave him a blank look, "I won't be with you."

"You wash yours, I wash mine, what's the matter? The thoughts are too complicated."

Fang Changan seriously criticized her for her unhealthy thoughts, "Besides, there are no private rooms in the school."

"You are so complicated!"

Wang Ke beat him up angrily and walked into the school gate together. She asked again: "Have you finished your speech next week?"

"No, don't worry, this time it's easier to write."

"whispering sound."

Wang Ke wrinkled his nose and said, "Brave."

"You will know whether you are bragging or not next week, so that you can understand what talent means!"

Fang Chang'an still has this confidence, after all, he has been "indulging" in this regard for three or four years.

High school speeches are actually very similar to compositions. They all seek literary talent, momentum, and not off topic. Sometimes they say a few jokes that may not be responsive.

Of course, there are requirements for feelings, but what is required is the speaker's "performance" and cannot be simply reading the manuscript. To be honest, Fang Changan went online to search for the speech sample essays. He looked very literary, but in fact they were all dry and had no content.

For Fang Chang'an, who has received nine years of compulsory education again and has read many works of famous artists, his vision is no longer limited to this. He has been able to appreciate the power contained in plain words and no longer pursue these shallow surface things.

It is naturally unrealistic to ask him to write deep things, and it is not too challenging to write these shallow things.

It is better to write a speech like last week, and it is more testable to his memory...uh, memory.

For him now, full-score essays are naturally hard to come by, but high-score essays are already the norm. Some articles that are more innovative and have ideas are more difficult. Not only is it difficult to write them out, but they also need to consider the degree of acceptance.

In terms of purpose, Fang Chang'an participated in this speech competition because of his training of his "speaking ability". Unlike other students who work together and express themselves, he pursues experience on the stage.

After all, those press conferences in later generations are more "exciting" than crosstalk, and this aspect still requires some accumulation and training.

For this reason, when he participated in this speech competition, he was aiming at the quota of the city competition, because it is said that city leaders will come to visit at that time, which is a big scene and has a very training effect.

As one of the five players who entered the finals of the City No. 1 Middle School, he has now won the quota for the city competition, so the ranking of the next school finals is not that important, so he will not be cancelled if he performs too poorly.

When they arrived at the girls' dormitory, Song Tang, Liu Bei and Mao Shanshan happened to come out from it. Fang Changan specifically paid attention to Song Tang's condition.

She was wearing gray casual pants, brown jacket, a white sweater exposed between the collar, and a pair of white sneakers, clothes and shoes on her feet, and she was clean.

She is pretty enough, and her clothes are actually just a difference in style and are not very effective in beauty. However, the difference in temperament and emotions can still be detected.

From the perspective of Fang Chang'an, after Song Yuan died, the matter was considered "completed", but this result undoubtedly caused a greater impact on Song Tang than before. In the past two months, all kinds of emotions seem to have been bound to her body. She attends classes on time, sleeps on time, gets up on time, eats on time, and does her homework on time every day.

But there are often wrong questions in homework, and the monthly exam results are not good, and I have hardly seen her laugh.

When she smiles, she is gentle and pure, which makes people feel like a ray of light rising in the fields in the morning of early spring. When she doesn't smile, she is still beautiful, quiet and gentle. However, the eyes that originally made people feel that the warm light emitted from the bottom of her heart dimly, and the light is replaced by melancholy.

The melancholy seemed to be bound in the body, and would not infect or affect others. In most cases, she looked just quieter.

Class is closed quietly during class, class is read quietly after class, others are listening quietly when chatting, walking quietly when walking, sometimes when talking to her, and when asking her, they nod quietly, shake their heads, and answer.

It seems that there is only silence left.

In the past, Song Tang could make people feel a kind of sunny warmth and vitality even when quiet. There was natural kindness in the sun, as well as peace in a happy family, children who grew up happily would have a love for life and hope for the future. However, these were completely destroyed spiritually and materially in less than a year.

This kind of blow is unbearable even for adults.

Fang Changan felt that her current state was already very impressive. To be fair, if he had suffered such a blow, he would not think he could do better.

Especially he could even feel that she was working hard to change her current state and try to regain her love for life and hope for the future. So she bound all her pain with reason and allowed herself to do what she should do in the time when she should do things. Classes are held when she should go to class, get out of class is finished, meals are eaten, and sleep when she should go to bed...

The thing that Fang Chang'an remembers most in the past few months is that when everyone is trying to show their kindness, she has never refused whether it is bitter consolation, suggestions, gentleness, forced jokes, communication, or taking her to play.

She never rejected anyone's kindness, never said "I want to be alone and quiet" and "Don't disturb me."

This is a very amazing thing.

After the meal, several people sat down at the long table. Fang Changan told Song Tang about his preparations to sell all the stocks before New Year's Day.

"I don't understand these things, just make a decision."

After listening quietly, Song Tangan showed a smile. The smile was still beautiful and could feel her gratitude, but she did not have the same sunshine and beautiful atmosphere as before.

But she was trying hard to laugh, so naturally there was no reason to blame her.

Wang Ke asked curiously: "How much can Tangtang earn?"

In mid-September, Song Tang and Song Mei finally decided to sell their original house. With the help of Shen Chengli, they turned the original three-bedroom apartment of more than 110 square meters into a two-bedroom apartment of more than 70 square meters, and the location also changed from the south city to the west city. Various expenses were deducted, and in the end they were about 90,000 left.

Fang Changan asked them for 50,000 yuan and helped buy stocks. The persuasion process was so simple that it could almost be omitted. Fang Changan was worried that the two sisters would be easily deceived by the scammers. Later, after thinking about it, he found that the image he had built along the way was indeed worthy of this trust.

"I don't know how much it will increase by then."

Fang Changan is indeed unsure of this, but his vague impression and judgment of the current situation make him feel that the stock market should be relatively "safe" in the early next year. He is planning to withdraw at the end of the year just "just in case."

He thought for a while and said, "If it can rise to 200, he will probably make about 20,000 yuan, and it will all be counted together."

"So many?"

Several girls opened their eyes wide. Although it was 2008 soon, 20,000 yuan was still equivalent to a house in the town, or the savings of many families throughout their lives. Among the few people present, except Song Tang, no one else had seen so much money.

"This kind of opportunity will definitely not be seen in a hundred years, but it is definitely not an exaggeration to see it in a hundred years. Don't think that buying stocks is so easy to make money. Most people, at least eight out of ten people, are all at a loss... Don't buy it secretly by yourself."

Wang Ke snorted softly and said, "You think we are stupid? You don't buy it. How good is it to deposit it in the bank."

Fang Changan nodded and said, "For your brain, depositing in the bank is indeed the safest way to invest."

"You're brainless."

Wang Ke kicked him, and the others were not surprised by the actions of the two or three of them from time to time, so they continued to eat.

After dinner, they put the plate on the shelf. Several girls went directly to the classroom. Fang Chang'an returned to the dormitory and drank a sip of hot water. He squatted into a large size again. Then he went back to the classroom and met Jiang Lingxi and Zhao Siyu in front of the teaching building.

Last year, Zhao Siyu came to trouble Fang Chang'an because of Liu Feng, but the two broke up later. Fang Chang'an and Liu Feng became "like-minded" friends to a certain extent. For two months in the same class, Zhao Siyu showed no malice towards Fang Chang'an, nor had any intersections, and was in the stage where water in the well did not interfere with the river.

Fang Chang'an's attitude towards Jiang Lingxi was roughly the same. He mainly felt that this girl was a little sarcastic and troublesome, so he stayed away from him. Jiang Lingxi seemed to be very interested in him and had little interaction, but Fang Chang'an could feel that she was observing herself, or that she was observing herself with Shen Mo and Wang Ke, probably curious about who she would choose.

"Only children are confused about this problem!"

He would occasionally respond in his heart, greet the two girls when he met, Jiang Lingxi nodded and responded, while Zhao Siyu did not show any expression, as if he had not seen anyone.

The three of them went upstairs in silence and saw the lights in the classroom shining on the corridor. Liu Feng was waiting in the corridor. He first saw Fang Chang'an, and his expression was happy, and then he saw Zhao Siyu and his face was stern.

Zhao Siyu looked at him, and snorted with anger, turning his head to look at the dark night outside the corridor.
Chapter completed!