It was not until nine o''clock that the two finally finished the blackboard report, and then left the classroom together and went downstairs.


    “Are you hungry?” Seeing that the school store was still open, Xiang Nan turned to ask Fang Hui.


    They were supposed to go home for dinner, but they didn’t even eat supper because they had to write a poster.


    “It’s okay.” Fang Hui whispered.


    “Then wait for me.” Xiang Nan said, then went to the store and bought chicken drumsticks and ice tea.


    “Thank you.” Fang Hui took the burger and iced tea and thanked her in a low voice.


    “You’re welcome.” Xiang Nan smiled.


    ?The two then started eating next to the parallel bars on the school playground.


    "When did you learn to draw?" Xiang Nan asked, having nothing to say.


    “My mother forced me to learn it when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school.” Fang Hui whispered.


    “Actually, it’s good to be able to draw, just like being able to play the piano or sing. It’s an additional way of self-expression.” Xiang Nan said.


    “Hey, I was just drawing blindly.” Fang Hui said humbly.


    “Even if you draw blindly, you can still draw better than me.” Xiang Nan said with a smile, “I probably ate too many chicken feet when I was a child, and my hands shake when I pick up the paintbrush.”


    Seeing him say this, Fang Hui couldn''t help but smile.


    “Actually, although you can’t draw, you write well.” She comforted her.


    ?After reading the article "Plague", she admired Xiang Nan''s imagination.


    Being able to portray a relationship in the apocalypse so innocently and beautifully, she was moved by the love between the hero and heroine spanning millions of years.


    “You also think my story was well written? Thank you.” Xiang Nan smiled. This was the first time Fang Hui took the initiative to praise him.


    “You’re welcome.” Fang Hui nodded, “I also want to thank you for providing me with light just now.”


    "You''re welcome, actually, you helped me. Otherwise, I really wouldn''t be able to communicate with Teacher Hou!" Xiang Nan said with a smile, "You are so good at painting! This time our class will definitely be the first!"


    “My abilities are limited, so this is all I can do.” Fang Hui said humbly.


    "Don''t say that." Xiang Nan said solemnly, "Fang Hui, I think your painting is really good, really, really good."


    Fang Hui couldn''t help but look at him when he heard his sincere compliment.


    ?Seeing his eyes pure and hot, like the sun, Fang Hui quickly turned his head, feeling that if he looked at each other again, he would be burned by him.


    …


    Xiang Nan then escorted Fang Hui home on his bicycle.


    "You don''t need to give me anything, I can leave by myself." Fang Hui said in a low voice.


    "It''s so late. How can I rest assured that you, a girl, are going home by yourself?" Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Just let me see you off. You can''t make it this far."


    “Okay, thank you.” Fang Hui nodded.


    “You’re welcome.” Xiang Nan smiled and then rode with Fang Hui.


    The two of them chatted while riding. With Xiang Nan''s eloquence and emotional intelligence, the chat would not be interrupted.


    ?So along the way, the atmosphere was very harmonious and pleasant.


    Fang Hui doesn’t like to laugh at first, but along the way, Xiang Nan made her laugh from ear to ear.


    ??Although it was already dark at this time, some sections of the road were deserted, and it was a bit crowded when walking, Fang Hui was not afraid at all with Xiang Nan by his side.


    Xiang Nan noticed that someone seemed to be following Fang Hui in the dark night.


    Fifteen minutes later, Xiang Nan sent Fang Hui back to the community.


    “I’m home, you go back.” Fang Hui said.


    "Okay, I''ll leave first." Xiang Nan nodded, "We''ll see you tomorrow."


    “See you tomorrow, be careful on the road.” Fang Hui smiled and waved to Xiang Nan.


    Xiang Nan then cycled home, riding fast along the way. There seemed to be two people riding behind him to chase him, but they were out of sight in the blink of an eye.


    …


    The next day, during the break, the school inspected the blackboard newspapers.


    ? Lin Jiamo returned the tape of Nirvana Band to Xiang Nan, "Chen Xun, their songs are really interesting. It sounds messy at first, but after listening to it again, it sounds pretty good."


    “This is the charm of grunge rock.” Xiang Nan laughed.


    “Well, are there any good ones?” Lin Jiamo asked curiously.


    Xiang Nan thought for a while, then took out a disc of ABBA''s greatest hits album and gave it to her.


    ABBA is a national treasure music group in Sweden. Their dance music was once popular all over the world, with each album selling millions of copies.


    Representative works such as "dancingqueen", "MAMAMIA", "IHaveADream", "GIMMEGIMMEGIMME", "doesyourmotherknow", etc.


    He didn’t want Lin Jiamo to listen to rock music anymore.


    After all, for people who don’t like rock music, listening to rock music is like torture.


    It is a double torture to the ears and the spirit.


    ?He originally wanted to use this method to force Lin Jiamo to leave, but since this method didn''t work, he didn''t want to use this method again.


    Besides, it is sinless to like someone.


    He should not have tortured someone who loved him like this.


    ?So he chose a song by ABBA, hoping to help Lin Jiamo clean her ears and let her appreciate the charm of music again.


    "ABBA band? What a weird name." Lin Jiamo took a look and said with a smile.


    “It’s an old band from the 1970s.” Xiang Nan explained with a smile, “The album sales have set a Guinness record.”


    "Yeah, that must sound good, thank you." Lin Jiamo smiled.


    “You’re welcome.” Xiang Nan waved his hand.


    …


    In the afternoon, the class did general cleaning.


    ??Boys are responsible for fetching water and moving tables, while girls are responsible for cleaning windows.


    “Hey, everyone, don’t leave later. The first and second grade students are playing a game.” Zhao Ye said loudly, “Brother, let me show you what real technology is.”


    "De Xing." Lin Jiamo curled her lips, then looked at Xiang Nan, "Chen Xun, will you play?"


    “No.” Xiang Nan shook his head.


    “Come on, buddy, we are a golden partner.” Upon hearing this, Zhao Ye said quickly, “We cooperate, and we guarantee that we will be shocked as soon as we come on stage.”


    "No, you are regular members of the school team, and I am a liberal wild boy. We can''t play together." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said, "Besides, you didn''t pay attention to this day. It will definitely rain later, and your game will definitely be ruined." No."


    "No way, will it rain?" Zhao Ye opened the window and stuck his head out. He saw only blue sky and white clouds, and the red sun was setting in the west. There was no sign of rain at all.


    "How can there be rain? You are just lying." Zhao Ye curled his lips and said, "Well, if it doesn''t rain, you can go play ball, okay?"


    “Okay.” Xiang Nan nodded.


    “Chen Xun, do you really want to participate?” Lin Jiamo smiled and said, “Okay, I will definitely go and cheer for you.”


    “Uh…thank you.” Xiang Nan smiled.


    Half an hour later, the cleaning was over.


    “Come on, Chen Xun, let’s go play basketball. I told you before, there won’t be any rain.” Zhao Ye picked up the basketball and said to Xiang Nan with a smile.


    As soon as he finished speaking, the rain started to pour down, and soon it turned into a downpour.


    "I''ll go~" Zhao Ye was speechless when he saw it, and looked at Xiang Nan, "What does it mean that you can pinch me?"