Today, the sun is warm and the temperature is warming, so they are all wearing thin clothes. Lin Yiran is wearing a basic school uniform that is not very popular among students. She has a white and red trousers and jacket with long hair tied into a bunch, bright eyes and white teeth, and her skin is brighter than snow. She is particularly pure and bright, making the school uniform that was originally not willing to wear except for the unified school activities, which is also particularly pleasing to the eye.

As soon as she sat down, Zhang Min turned her head again, "Lin Yiran, have you signed up?"

Lin Yiran put down his schoolbag and said strangely: "What name is it?"

"Kyoto-Day and Jiangda are recruiting students in advance. Zhang Yang and I have applied. Do you want to apply?"

Lin Yiran glanced at Zhang Yang, and then said to Zhang Min: "I haven't thought about it yet. Isn't it still a long time? Don't worry."

"If you are preparing to apply for the college entrance examination before applying, you must not be in a hurry. If you are preparing to recruit students in advance, you have to hurry up."

Zhang Min reminded him kindly, Lin Yiran responded with a smile, and Zhang Yang was reading a book silently. When Zhang Min finally calmed down, Lin Yiran waited for another time before approaching Zhang Yang and asked in a low voice: "Have you signed up?"

Regarding the application, the two had already talked intermittently after the Spring Festival. Lin Yiran's father works in Beijing, and her mother probably will move there next. In this case, her preferred city for applying for university is Beijing, but the school she likes is not Beijing University, but is called the most difficult Huaxing University in the world today.

With Lin Yiran's grades, the hope of being admitted is very slim, but she wants to apply to the design school, so the proportion of cultural courses is much weaker. However, this matter is naturally not easy to be promoted in the class, so she only mentioned it to Liu Chan, Zhang Yang and others.

She naturally knew that Zhang Yang wanted to apply for the Beijing University. Although it was a pity that she could not be the same school, Lin Yiran was still very happy about it in the same city.

Zhang Yang nodded and asked again: "Where are you?"

Lin Yiran said: "I have to wait, I haven't started signing up."

Zhang Yang nodded and caught a glimpse of Fu Quanyi walking into the classroom with his hands behind his back, so he used a color for her and buried her head in reading tacitly. The noisy talk in the classroom quickly disappeared, and the sound of reading began to turn from small to large.

After a walk around, Fu Quanyi walked up to the front desk and gently tapped the podium. The sound of reading stopped. The old man said: "Since the past two days, many universities have begun to recruit students in advance. Students with ideas can pay attention. Personal application materials can be downloaded on the school's official website. Students who don't know where to download can ask their classmates."

"Okay, keep reading, Zhang Yang, come out with me."

Half of the class's eyes turned to Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang, who was about to lower his head to read a book, was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Lin Yiran also looked over, he returned a look of "I'm also confused", then got up and walked out of the classroom.

Fu Quanyi walked towards the office with her hands behind her back and walking with her eight-character steps. Zhang Yang had no choice but to follow her honestly.

When Zhang Yang walked into the office, Fu Quanyi was already sitting behind the table. When he saw Zhang Yang following him, he waved his hand to signal him to come in, then lowered his head and opened the drawer, took out a bright yellow thing that looked like a certificate, and handed it to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was a little confused, but he still took it with both hands. I don’t know what material this thing is, it looks like cloth or paper, and the touch is very comfortable. The bright yellow cover is printed with eight golden running characters: School of Humanities, Huaxing University!

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment and looked up at Fu Quanyi. Old Man Fu's old face showed a rare smile that was not good-looking, and said, "Open and take a look."

Zhang Yang opened the silk book on the fold and saw the four words "Huaxing University" written on the top, and the second line was "Special Recruitment Notice", followed by the main text, and the whole text was written in regular script. Zhang Yang couldn't recognize which character was written in the first place. He only felt that he was beautiful and had a great style.

Zhang Yang personally opened:

After rigorous inspection and review by our special recruitment team, we decided to recruit you to our school’s School of Humanities in advance. If you are interested, please visit our school’s official website before April 30, 1992, submit relevant information by yourself, or call our school’s admissions department.

Signature: Gu Qixian

Zhang Yang read it twice, but was still a little confused. He looked at Fu Quanyi. Old Man Fu said happily: "Are you surprised? Don't worry, there will be no mistakes when sent to the school by Huaxing University. However, the special recruitment will be the special recruitment. You should still learn what you should learn, otherwise the college entrance examination will be too bad. If someone gives you a sweep away, you will be very embarrassed."

"That won't."

Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly, then bowed to Fu Quanyi and said, "Thank you, Teacher Fu."

"No need to thank you. You earned it by yourself, and it has nothing to do with me."

Fu Quanyi waved his hand again and said, "Okay, go back, don't be too arrogant, so as not to affect everyone's interest in learning."

Zhang Yang unzipped the zipper of the school uniform jacket, hid the notice in front of his chest and abdomen, and then zipped it up. Fu Quanyi was both amused and laughed, "I told you not to show off, it's not to hide, so there is no need to do this."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Two days are my mother's birthday. I'll hide it first. I'll give her a surprise and save a gift money. If the parents of our classmates reveal the news first, they will not be able to be used as a gift."

Fu Quanyi was so amused that she waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, go back to study."

Zhang Yang thanked again, then covered his stomach with his hands and walked back to the classroom in a strange posture. Someone caught a glimpse of the class passing by and couldn't help but be surprised. However, early reading had already begun at this time, and even if there were classmates who were familiar with each other, no one came out to ask.

Zhang Yang walked into the classroom and immediately attracted the attention of most of the class. He widened his eyes and watched him walk back to his seat.

Zhang Min glanced at Wang Jinxiao in front of him, and saw him chanting English loudly, then turned around and said quickly: "What's wrong with you, Zhang Yang? Teacher Fu has hit you?"

"stomachache."

Zhang Min said "stop", immediately lost interest, sat down and continued reading.

Lin Yiran also glanced at him curiously, and Zhang Yang signaled her to say it later. Lin Yiran didn't ask and continued to look through his class notes. After a while, Yu Guang suddenly saw Zhang Yang's posture seemed a little strange, so he turned to look over.

Just see Zhang Yang

Zhang Yang was holding a book on the table with his left hand and his right hand was placed on his waist, and he secretly reached into his clothes. He first went in, then his wrist, and continued to stretch into his clothes...

Lin Yiran's eyes widened, subconsciously turned his cheeks red, and he immediately looked away like an electric shock, but he couldn't help but glance at him secretly. Only then did he find that he reached into his shirt and was sucking something, like a thin book.

When she put it in the table hole, she only saw the words "Hua" and "Academic" on the bright yellow cover. She moved her heart and secretly turned to his body, asking in a low voice: "What?"

Zhang Yang whispered: "I'll show you later."

He pretended to be looking for a book, wrapped it in a note, handed the notice to Lin Yiran, who placed it on the table, opened the notes, widened his eyes as soon as he saw the cover, turned his head to look at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang gave her a look of "I'm helpless, but that's the truth."

Lin Yiran opened the notice and looked for a long time before pursing the uncontrollable sweet smile on his lips, turning his head to stare at him, his eyes wide open, and his angrily, as if he was competing with someone.

Zhang Yang looked at her with a puzzled look.

Lin Yiran rolled her eyes pretty and muttered: "It's so unfair. I'm tired and careful preparation. You don't even need to take the exam, so I just asked for it..."

Although she is young, she has always been generous in words and deeds. Even though the relationship between the two has become increasingly close recently, she rarely has such a cute girl. When Zhang Yang looked at her, her heart couldn't help but feel warm. She calmed down in an instant and felt a slight pain.

After morning reading class, Lin Yiran took advantage of the fact that no one cared about it and asked in a low voice: "It's not a bad thing, why are you hiding?"

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, but still told her truthfully about her mother's birthday for a few days. She wanted to give her a surprise and save money on gifts. She was worried about what news the classmates in the class treated, so when she went home, she would be exposed by her parents.

Lin Yiran heard him say he wanted to save money on gifts, and couldn't help laughing. While his heart was warm, he was also a little confused: Should he give his mother a small gift "by the way"?

The words given are too abrupt and too unrestrained; if he doesn't give them, he doesn't care about it, but he doesn't care about it. Will he be too concerned about it, feel lost, or mistakenly think that he doesn't care about him?

After all, he refused the confession last time... I had known that I would have hinted at him to confess after the college entrance examination...

Thinking of this, even Zhang Yang forgot to settle the score with him for hiding the identity of the The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Fortunately, the The Legend of the Condor Heroes lecture hall was held as scheduled in the free time at noon.

Shortly after the start of the last semester, the classmates in the class gathered together to discuss the plot, and Lin Yiran stopped going home for lunch on Monday.

After school in the morning, Lin Yiran and Liu Chan and Wang Shanshan went to the school cafeteria for lunch, then returned to the classroom early, sat in their own seat, and waited for Zhang Daxia’s martial arts lecture to begin with a smile.
Chapter completed!