Cheng Mengfei saw Fang Chang'an and Shen Mo coming over, and even saw him say hello to Chang Wei, but he didn't care much. He even got along well with Shen Mo and was very happy.

This is not because she is open-minded. Teachers and parents regard premature love and surfing the Internet are like beasts. However, unlike children in later generations, early love is not very common at this time.

For Cheng Mengfei, Fang Chang'an and Shen Mo are still young, and Shen Mo is only ten years old. It is not time to prevent premature love. Moreover, they are both good and good students in her heart, so they are not worried that they will fall in love early.

Of course, love for Fang Chang'an is also an important reason. The little niece can never be isolated in school. Since she wants to make friends, she must be at ease with her and recognized good students.

More than fifty students were divided into two teams, one team was more than twenty people, lined up from the runway to the playground wall. Fang Chang'an finally stood in the back of the boy, Wang Ke was in the same line as him, and Shen Mo was in front of her, separated by four people.

After adjusting the formation for several minutes, he stood there for a few minutes. Many students were whispering. While reviewing the movements, the loudspeakers at both ends of the teaching building finally rang out, and the energetic baritone shouted: "The second set of radio gymnastics "The Times Are Calling"!"

Then there was a burst of passionate melody, and the baritone shouted excitedly to the beat: "Prepare... Get up! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight!"

Fang Changan subconsciously shook his arm when he heard "One", and then realized that the first section was not moving, so he had to stand firm and stare. While recalling, he looked at the classmates in front of him to make movements, and secretly glad in his heart: "Fortunately, there is no need for the class monitor to demonstrate this!"

Cheng Mengfei obviously didn't expect him to do more exercises. After a round of patrolling, he clicked a girl who looked quite standard and walked to the front to get the exercises. Fang Chang'an was really relieved.

English name preservation.

Since radio gymnastics has been promoted by the state, these movements must have been studied by professionals. Fang Chang'an deliberately exercised and did it very seriously, but found that this thing was really not easy.

During the four-minute radio gymnastics, he was panting after half of his work. He finally managed to finish the last section of "tidying up exercises", and felt sweaty all over.

Today started early. After finishing, the bell of morning self-study get out of class had not yet started. Many students were muttering secretly, worried that the teacher would ask him to go back to the classroom to continue reading until he heard Cheng Mengfei shouting, "Discondon, let's go have a meal!" Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The team after the assembly stood tightly. After suddenly dispersing, Shen Mo was only about one meter away from Fang Chang'an. She looked back first and saw Fang Chang'an looking at her. Her fair and crystal face turned red. Fang Chang'an waved at him, and the little girl also waved her hand quietly and ran lightly to Cheng Mengfei.

Many students in the class didn't know that she had a relative relationship with the class teacher. Seeing her leaving with Cheng Mengfei, they couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

Fang Changan stretched his arms and saw Wang Ke and Zheng Lili walking towards the cafeteria with their hands in hand. When they were about to go out, Wang Hao came over and asked, "Where are you going to eat?"

Fang Chang'an said: "Are you going on the street?"

Wang Hao asked: "What should I eat on the street?"

“Fried bread.”

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, and Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "That bun is quite big, five is enough, it's cheaper than eating in the cafeteria."

Wang Hao nodded and said, "Then I'll go too."

The two of them left the school together and halfway through, Wang Hao felt a little unwilling to leave. He didn't dare to blame Fang Chang'an, but just kept asking, "How far is it?" "When will it be here?"

"Just turn the corner."

"You said so just now."

"This is the last bend."

Inspired by Fang Chang'an's plum blossoms to quench his thirst, the two walked for nearly twenty minutes and finally arrived at the bun shop.

Wang Hao's family was a little more abundant, but hesitated to spend a dollar to drink spicy soup. He hesitated and ordered seven buns to sit with Fang Chang'an to eat.

Fang Changan took out the milk from his pocket, inserted it into a straw, took a bite of the golden and greasy bun, and drank a sip of the milk.

Fried buns are much better than the food in the cafeteria. Wang Hao had already eaten one and bit off half of the second bun in one bite. He found that he still had milk. He chewed and asked, "Do you still have milk?"

"Shen Mo gave it."

"oh."

Wang Hao responded, ate two buns, and couldn't help asking again: "Why did she give it to you?"

"I've exchanged the candy."

"oh."

After eating two more buns, he asked again: "There are all English on it, it's not foreign, right?"

"have no idea."

"That should be quite expensive, right?"

"Probably."

"How about you tell her that I can also use candy to find her to exchange milk, okay?"

Fang Changan looked up at him, "Do you think there is no candy in her house?"

Shen Mo's clothes and dressing, no matter who can see her at first glance, she understands that her family is well-off. Wang Hao was eating buns and asked again after a while: "Then why did she change it with you?"

"I'm pretty."

Wang Hao chewed the buns silently until he finished eating.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Fang Chang'an asked him on the way back.

"Um."

"Isn't it more expensive than eating in the cafeteria?"

"Um."

"Will you still come to eat tomorrow?"

Wang Hao thought about it and shook his head, "It's too far."

Fang Chang'an advised: "Just don't delay class."

Wang Hao hesitated a little, but he shook his head and repeated: "It's too far."

Fang Changan didn't persuade him anymore, this answer was what he wanted.

When they returned to school, the two went to the toilet together. When they returned to the classroom, Shen Mo and Wang Ke were already there. Wang Ke was chatting with Zheng Lili, Wu Di and the classmates in the back row, while Shen Mo was sitting in his seat, listening to music with headphones.

Seeing Fang Chang'an, Shen Mo stood up and let him go in. The one he was holding in his hand was not the mp3 that Fang Chang'an originally thought, but a rectangular electronic device with a white shell. The upper part is a square screen and the lower part is a circle of round buttons, which is a bit like a steering wheel and there is a small circle in the middle.

After he sat down, he pointed to the thing in Shen Mo's hand, "What is this?"

Shen Mo took off his headphones and replied in a low voice: "Ipod, listen to music."

Fang Changan was slightly surprised. When he was in college, smartphones were gradually becoming popular. Apple looked down on the world. He was envious but couldn't afford them. So he wanted to understand them even more. He gradually became one of the amateur digital enthusiasts who "speak well but can't afford them". He had a certain understanding of the configuration of most mobile phone products.

He is not unfamiliar with ipods. When he can afford it, he still bought an ipod touch. But it is an ipone that cannot be called. Even if it is outdated and outdated, it feels exquisite when it is held in his hand.

Is this thing in front of me also an ipod?

Did it happen in 2003?

This question flashed through his mind, but the little girl misunderstood what he meant and took the initiative to hand over a headphone. Fang Changan did not refuse, and took it and stuffed it into his ears.

The familiar melody and singing came: "The years peeled off on the wall. I saw that when I was a child, I still remember that year we were all very young..."

"Dongfeng Break" was found so early?

This question flashed through Fang Chang'an's mind again, and pointed to the ipod in her hand, "Can you let me see it?"

Shen Mo handed him the player and Fang Changan held it in his hand. His short and fat look was a bit rough, not much like the usual exquisiteness of the Apple product I remembered, but considering that this product was more than ten years ago, he was very surprised.

The familiar Apple logo on the back, press the button and the screen lights up. The low-resolution black and white screen seems to be worse than the mp3 in my impression.

Of course, this is mainly because Fang Chang'an's first mp3 ended in his previous life, and it was also after he went to high school in 2006. He was the first time he came into contact with black and white screen electronic products in his past and present life.

He tried to operate it and felt like returning to the primitive tribe from modern society. It was very boring, because there were only songs, but also local music.

However, the main function of the ipod seems to be listening to music.

Fang Changan played with him for a while, then returned it to Shen Mo, and asked him in a low voice: "Is there any sale in China?"

Shen Mo shook his head, "I don't know, my aunt gave me the one. She bought a new one, so she gave me this one."

Fang Changan nodded, and secretly sighed in his heart that whether it was twenty years later or twenty years ago, the same era had different worlds... It was not until college that he first learned that apples were not just the apples they ate. He really didn't expect that someone would use their products around him in the first year of junior high school.

Due to his desire and envy for Apple phones when he was not rich, the first thing that Chang'an, the house in his previous life, bought for himself after making money was an iPhone. After being an Apple fan for several years, he basically must buy new products for the first time every year, as if he was a long time to make up for the self who envied others for using iPhones.

Later, the psychological marks gradually faded away, and the company's frequency reduction and environmental protection series were a series of operations, which was in the background of the trade war. After changing to domestic products, I no longer paid much attention to electronic products.
Chapter completed!