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September 17, 2081, the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, Wednesday, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Cloudy to clear.

Outdoor 19℃

Chunya New Kindergarten has a day off.

Lu Zhengkang took his younger brother out. Before leaving, his mother Sun Hui had arranged gifts, mooncakes and shopping cards for teachers.

When I got up this morning, Lu Zhengkang received a video email and two text emails from three friends. Of course, he wished a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Lu Zhengkang took out some handicrafts he made, an Epoxy pendant, a clay doll, and a Luban lock.

The epoxy pendant is made of a small square card. Take a half-inch wide purple sandalwood small material, break it, modify the wood stubble to make it look like a mountain, finely adjust the snow top in white color, and put it into a mold to lock it after condensation The mountain, after condensing, was injected with glue for the second time, inserted a piece of fallen tree, decorated with golden glitter, injected for the third time, mixed with white color and cloud layer, and injected with glue for the fourth time to bring out the gradient blue.

In this way, a beautiful handmade piece of glue is completed.

This is for Su Xiangli.

The clay doll pinched a male Xiong's deer. This beautiful animal has long been extinct due to human slaughter, but fortunately, there are a large number of specimens and pictures remaining, so that Lu Zhengkang will not be able to figure out its shape.

This is for Qiu Qiongzhu.

Luban lock is the earliest thing made by Lu Zhengkang, because there is no technical difficulty, as long as the three-dimensional drawing is designed on the computer, it can be directly produced with a 3D printer. Lu Zhengkang thought it had no technical content, so he saw one with his own hands. Of course, children are not allowed to touch the saw, so Lu Zhengkang secretly saw it. Fortunately, the brother's toolbox is not difficult to find.

This will be given to Zhang Yingxuan. He will definitely like educational toys.

Lu Zhengkang's itinerary today is running around, and a day of running errands, thinking about it makes people happy... can't get up.

First go to give a gift to the head teacher. She lived recently. When Lu Zhengkang arrived, there were other parents. They would praise Lu Zhengkang when they saw Lu Zhengkang. If adults talk together, there will be no children. Lu Zhengkang puts down the gifts. Leave in a hurry.

The second one is Chinese Teacher Wang. Of course, Mr. Wang's surname is Wang. His full name is Wang Shuonian. He has a very strange naming style and has a retro style. He is indeed an old-school young man who repeatedly shirks and does not accept gifts. He also invited Lu Zhengkang to sit in his youth apartment for a while. It was obvious that Comrade Wang Shuonian liked Lu Zhengkang, a smart student.

Half-pushing and half-situating, Lu Zhengkang sat down in the living room of Teacher Wang's house, drank three cups of milk and ate a bag of cashews without knowing it.

Wang Shuonian frowned secretly, this kid is really welcome.

It can be seen that Wang Shuonian is a very lonely person. Lu Zhengkang sat for nearly an hour. Except for a parent visiting with a gift, Wang Shuonian did not receive half of the email. He put his mobile phone on the coffee table, quiet and quiet. Like a brick.

Teacher Wang talked to Lu Zhengkang about studying, and also about literature. He had a good chat. Those who are usually taciturn and show a talkative side to their proud students.

Lu Zhengkang tilted his head. He was a little full and planned to go to the next house, but Comrade Wang Shuonian hadn't exerted his ten successful powers, so he wanted to talk about the old posture.

"Teacher Wong."

"Ok?"

"Do you like Teacher Zhou?"

"Ho!" He was taken aback, jumped up from his comfortable matcha-colored solo sofa, and sat down immediately. The expression on his face was half panic and half shy, and he hurriedly tried to stand up again. His fidgeting look was funny, and a layer of sweat soon came out on his forehead, which wetted his delicate forehead, and shook his head slightly. The reflection of the lens was like a small firefly, flying left and right in Lu Zhengkang’s sight. "Who did you listen to? Ah, kid, don't talk nonsense!"

Lu Zhengkang raised his hands and sweared, "We all know it!" The brother who stood silently also gave a thumbs up.

Do not! ! !

For a moment, Wang Shuonian seemed to have been drained, but he seemed to be infinitely powerful. In short, he froze, sitting in the air, sitting half standing, like a postmodernist sculpture, with a more complex face. It is impressionist, and the white face is red, like the reflection of the red sun on the shimmering lake in the early morning.

Lu Zhengkang raised his phone and took a snapshot. Wang Shuonian recovered in an instant, "Don't don't don't don't, oh yeah, what do children do for taking pictures!"

"Send it to Teacher Zhou."

"No, NO!"

Lu Zhengkang burst into laughter, turned the phone over, the screen was black, "I didn't take you."

"Huh, scared me to death."

"It seems that you really like Teacher Zhou."

Wang Shuonian didn't say a word, and bowed his head on the sofa. Only then did Lu Zhengkang realize that he was just a handsome big boy.

"Have you never been in a relationship before?"

Wang Shuonian was furious, "Go and go, children know what they know, and they are not allowed to talk about these or not."

Lu Zhengkang coughed, "Then I'm leaving."

"Walk around."

"Then I'm really gone."

Wang Shuonian glared at Lu Zhengkang.

"But I'm going to Teacher Zhou's house soon."

Wang Shuonian changed his face in Sichuan Opera in an instant, "Really?"

"Hmm. Is there anything I can bring with you?"

"No...no, yes." Wang Shuonian left a sentence and waited a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then got into the bedroom.

During the waiting time, Lu Zhengkang was not idle. First of all, he shared this interesting story with his friends.

9:41 group sent "Lu Zhengkang: I told Teacher Wang that we knew he liked Teacher Zhou, and he was terrified."

9:41 Reply to "Su Xiangli: Hahahahaha! ψ(｀????)ψ"

9:42 Reply "Zhang Yingxuan: Interesting; P"

9:42 Reply "Qiu Qiongzhu: Cool! [Kathusmir laughs.jpg]"

Wang Shuonian came out, holding a plain white envelope in his hand, with a light blue blue flame paint seal on the seal.

Lu Zhengkang was shocked, "Is this the legendary love letter?!"

"No, no, no." Teacher Wang panicked, "Don't talk nonsense, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival blessing or something, you have to personally give her."

Lu Zhengkang saluted, "Guaranteed to complete the task!"

In a blink of an eye, I arrived at Zhou Pingqi's house. The math teacher was chatting with some of his best friends. When he saw the handsome and tender Lu Zhengkang, the older sisters cheered for a while.

Lu Zhengkang secretly called Teacher Zhou over.

"What's the matter, little carrot head?"

"I am not a small carrot head, I am a small pot cover head at best, oh, here is your letter." Lu Zhengkang took out the envelope from the inner pocket of his jacket. He paid attention to it all the way, so there was no trace of the paper. Folds.

"Ou, still a little messenger, who gave it to me?"

"Secret."

...

Wang Shuonian stood by the window. At night, the moon hung alone in the sky, and fireworks were playing on the outer walls of high-rise buildings in the city. From a distance, it seemed as if the cold was falling to the ground, and the brilliance spread all over the world.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

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