"This world is truly full of wonders! They even have bread like this! Brother, can you tell me where you bought it?"
Yang Lianqing looked at the bread-like food in her hand with a shifting gaze, and spoke.
"Hmm..." Yang Feng pondered for a moment, then said, "Are you stupid? If this kind of bread existed in the world, then students all over the world wouldn't need to work hard to learn anything."
"Then tell me quickly where you got this from."
Yang Lianqing thought about it for a moment, and it did seem so. Then she stamped her foot and said.
"You can guess for yourself. Anyway, I'll help you this once. There's no more bread, so don't even think about it. You can't always rely on shortcuts to learn. You still need to have the right mindset for learning."
Yang Feng waved his hand, turned around and left a sentence behind before walking towards the room, making no attempt to explain.
"Hey!" Yang Lianqing watched her brother slam the door shut, then shrank back slightly, pouted, and muttered:
"If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why are you getting angry?"
After muttering to herself, Yang Lianqing turned around and sat down at her desk, flipping through her Chinese textbook, looking for a longer classical Chinese text. She imitated Yang Feng's action of pressing bread, pressing it down, and then opening her small mouth to swallow it in two or three bites.
Yang Feng, who was lying in the room, was touching the rose gold iPhone 6. His plan was to activate the repairman profession first, and then fix the phone.
He hadn't seen Han Shilan's face for several days. If he had known this would happen, he should have watermarked a photo beforehand.
He can wait patiently, but he absolutely cannot bear not seeing her...
The next day, the weather was fine and sunny, with sunlight streaming in through the window.
Enjoying the warm, spring-like sunshine, even though it's summer, the morning sun is still very pleasant.
Yang Feng tidied his hair, which had been messed up the night before, then turned around, opened the door, and headed towards the bathroom to wash up. He happened to see his younger sister squeezing out a flat tube of toothpaste, seemingly using all her strength, but still unable to get any out.
Many things at home have been used for a long time, so it seems I need to find some time to go to the supermarket and buy some new household items.
"You look tired, let me do it."
Seeing his sister's appearance, Yang Feng couldn't help but find it amusing. He then stepped forward, snatched the toothpaste, and effortlessly squeezed the last drop onto her toothbrush.
"Hmph, I'm so angry~" Yang Lianqing brushed her pearly white teeth angrily and said in a muffled voice, "Brother, let's go to the supermarket tonight."
"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking." Yang Feng took a toothbrush, twisted the toothpaste into a pretzel shape with great force, and finally squeezed out a little more to apply to the toothbrush before replying.
After brushing their teeth, the two siblings went out together and walked on the quiet, cool street. They bought two scallion pancakes for a sunny breakfast and each chewed on the ham and minced meat inside.
"Okay, we've arrived at school. Go inside, I'll pick you up this afternoon."
Yang Feng patted Lian Qing's head and said.
"Yeah, who called you? You didn't pick me up yesterday afternoon. Now you have to pick me up and drop me off every day until I'm satisfied."
Yang Lianqing smiled gently, stroking his head quietly, and said in a slightly arrogant tone.
"I don't have that much time. We'll talk about it when I have time."
Yang Feng lowered his hand, glanced around at the surroundings, and then said.
"I don't care, I just want you to pick me up. What if something happens to me one day? If you don't come, I might find a boyfriend and never need you to pick me up again, hmph."
Yang Lianqing glanced at the opposite side of the road with her beautiful eyes. The car of the rich playboy was not parked there. She sighed slightly in her heart, then stared at Yang Feng.
"Hehe, whatever you want, if you're going to have a puppy love, then have one."
Yang Feng couldn't help but curl up his lips, his face truly showing no concern, and he spoke.
After all, he was in a relationship at a young age, and it happened during his senior year of high school. He would soon be going to university or working on a construction site, which would be even more harmful.
Therefore, he doesn't interfere with his younger sister's early romantic relationships.
"You! Talking to you would shorten my lifespan by a few years. I'm ignoring you now, I'm leaving."
Seeing Yang Feng's nonchalant attitude, Yang Lianqing felt a pang of sadness. After saying a few words, she turned and prepared to walk towards the school gate.
As she turned around, her eyes welled up with tears and turned slightly red. She had only said those words in anger.
When she was in elementary school and didn't understand things, she often said that she liked Yang Feng. Then, she overheard her parents' conversation and realized that she and he were not related by blood.
Then came junior high school. At this time, boys and girls matured earlier and were quite knowledgeable about love and romance.
Perhaps it's because of their proximity to the source that they get the moon first.
Yang Feng's grades were outstanding in junior high school. He had a handsome face and loved playing basketball, so many girls liked him. One of the school beauties even confessed her feelings to him at graduation.
As for playing basketball, after entering high school, I probably didn't have time to play anymore because of part-time jobs.
Thinking and thinking.
When Yang Lianqing reached the school gate, she lightly bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, paused, and looked back.
Yang Feng, with his hands in his pockets, had already turned and left, walking in another direction.
At this moment, his back view appeared somewhat lonely to Yang Lianqing.
Yang Feng walked along the road, passing lush city trees and shops, and after about an hour, he arrived at the venue for the music festival.
With less than an hour left, the reason he went to take his sister upstairs this morning was actually because it was on his way.
As we walked to the venue for the music festival, we slowly entered and entered the huge auditorium, looking at the rows and rows of fixed, connected chairs on the side.
Then, following the signs, they headed to the registration area for the contestants.