Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "Who do you think is like a beggar? You say it again."

　　 Xiaopang was also unambiguous. Instead, he pinched his waist to Xu Bin's face: "It's said that you will be the beggar and you haven't finished talking yet, don't you look like beggars?"

　　 Xu Bin's face began to flush, which was a sign of his anger.

　　 "Brother! He said we are begging." Xu Bin turned and said to Wan Feng, who was seated next to him.

　　 "Hehe, I'm looking for a complaint, and the beggar is looking for food and not asking for food."

　　 It was very strange for Wan Feng to have such a view from a rural teenager in 1980. At that time, the people were very pure, and even if there was a difference in the standard of living of everyone, it was negligible.

　　 How could this boy have a face of power?

The most likely reason for 　　 is lack of pumping.

　　 But this is not a place to teach others, Wan Feng didn't have that thought, he just lazily replied.

　　 "Xu Bin! Leave him alone, do you have a future for you and an idiot?"

　　 Xiao Pang heard that Wan Feng said that he was an idiot, and the meat on his cheeks began to twist, and he leaned in front of Wan Feng with his neck.

　　 "The secretary of my dad's Huaguang University, dare you call me an idiot!"

　　 Wanfeng looked at this guy in surprise, no wonder this guy would become a fat man, it turns out that he is the team secretary. Unexpectedly, the master who came out to cheat in 1980? This guy's Lao Tzu will not be called Li Gang, is it?

　　 "You said you are not an idiot?"

　　 "You are an idiot!"

　　 "Then I will do an experiment to test you. If you do it right, I believe you are not an idiot, dare you?"

　　 "Is there anything I dare not dare to, come on!"

Wan Feng put the three chairs together in front of the guy, then pointed to the chair and said, "I see clearly that these are three chairs. I remembered that the first chair represents hope, and the second chair represents hope. The word is star, and the word represented by the third chair is empty. The words represented by these three chairs are connected to look at the starry sky. Remember?"

　　 Xiaopang curled his lips: "That's it?"

"I haven't finished speaking yet. When I use my finger on the chair, you can say the word corresponding to this chair. For example, if I point to the second chair, you have to accurately say the star. If I point to the third chair You have to say empty words. If you make a mistake, I don't need to remind you, right?"

　　 Chubby blinked his eyes and thought: "It's very simple."

　　 "Are you ready? I'm about to start." After saying that Wan Feng's hand brushed to the third chair.

　　 "Empty!" Xiaopang blurted out.

　　 Wanfeng's hand quickly pointed to the first chair again.

　　 "Look!"

　　 Next...

　　 "Stars! Sky! Look! Sky! Stars."

After 　　 several times in a row, Wan Feng's hand facing the first chair began to connect.

　　 "Wang, Wang, Wang, Wang Wang Wang, Wang Wang Wang, Wang Wang Wang, Wang Wang Wang..."

　　 Wanfeng's hands kept on, and Xiao Pang kept barking.

　　 Jiangwei’s students first understood. At first, some people made a low laugh, and finally burst into a roar of laughter.

　　Even the teaching director Xue Yongjiu couldn't help but laugh. He had never seen such a conditioning person, letting a person learn how to bark voluntarily, what did this guy think of his head?

　　 Wanfeng took his hand and nodded in praise: "You have proved that you are indeed not an idiot, but a smart person." After speaking, he sat on the chair and ignored the other person.

　　 The people at Huaguang School naturally understood what was going on. Li Guang was tricked by others as a dog.

　　At this time, Li Guang finally recalled that he was treated as a dog by others.

　　 He was ready to rush up like a furious lion to show Wan Feng a good look, but was drunk by his teacher.

　　...

　　 At this time, the sun finally began to exert its power, and the heat rolled in the square like waves, and soon flooded all the adults and children in the square.

　　 Jiangwei, a brigade, a school and a sports meeting are crowded with people in the square. Do you think how many people there should be in the sports meeting in the whole commune?

　　 Even adults and students are simply crowded.

　　 At this time, one by one with the fans in their hands, they were fanning non-stop, and those without fans could only do it.

　　Wanfeng and the others belong to the group of people who do not want to do anything. There is no covering on top of their heads, and there is no fan in their hands. What should I do?

　　 Wanfeng thinks of an episode in a 90s TV series: I can never live like this again, never live like this again...

　　 "Teacher! I want to go to the toilet." Wan Feng decided that he would never be able to live like this again, so he asked Xue Yongjiu, the dean of the team, for leave.

　　 Sitting here again is in danger of being evaporated.

　　 "Go and come back quickly."

　　 "Yes!" Wan Feng quickly stood up and walked out. If you go quickly, you must drop it. As for the way back...

　　 Wanfeng didn't plan to come back at all. His project didn't start until 1:30 in the afternoon, and the fool would come back to be exposed.

　　 Wanfeng crowded out the crowd and started looking for a cool place.

　　 There is not a single tree on the campus, the doors of the classrooms are locked, and the teaching office is not allowed. The place where you can go except under the eaves is the gate hole of the first row of houses.

　　 There is usually a wind in the gate hole, which is a good place to be shaded.

　　 Wanfeng whizzed into the gate hole, and when he entered the gate hole, it felt like a song: a cool wind was blowing on the face...

　　 Wanfeng found a stone and leaned against the wall of the main gate. He didn't plan to get up again for a short time.

But people are not as good as the sky. Just two minutes after he sat down, he saw a Beiliao No. 2 130 truck produced in Beiliao Province approaching the gate of the school and stopped under a big tree outside the gate of the school with a creak. In the shade.

　　 During the Games, all vehicles are not allowed to enter the school, so this 130 truck, which was watching the dust, stopped outside the school gate.

　　 A middle-aged woman in a white coat came out of the truck cab to talk and sign to the two young people in the car.

　　The sharp-eyed Wan Feng saw at a glance that a young man in the car was an acquaintance.

　　 Isn’t this the delivery guy from the Blue Mountain Popsicle Factory! What is his name?

　　 After thinking about it for a long time, Wan Feng realized that he didn't know the name of his family at all, and he didn't have time to ask when he dealt with it last time.

　　 Wanfeng bounced like a hormone suddenly fermented and ran to the truck like a bird.

　　 "Brother! You are here."

　　 The young man was bulging his cheeks and lifting the quilt covered on the carriage, seeing that the action seemed to be hatred with the quilt.

　　 When I heard someone call me, he turned his head and glanced at Wanfeng. After blinking a few times, he remembered who Wanfeng was. The original stiff face just let go and relax.

　　 "So it's you, are you running a sports meeting?"

　　 "I don't have any projects in the morning, I'm stealing the breeze here, brother! What are you doing?"

　　 "What can we do, sell popsicles! Our factory director said that the sports meet is a good time to sell popsicles, we won't be here, otherwise I'm still sleeping." The youth's tone seemed to have a lot of dissatisfaction.

　　 "Ma Huan! What are you doing? Work!"

　　 This is called Ma Huan? This name is good, does it mean that people scream for joy?