This star just wants to learn

Sure enough, it still rained the next day, and the morning run planned by Pu Tong and his father failed to go ahead as scheduled...

On the rainy day, there were only a few people on the street and it seemed a little deserted.

Pu Tong avoided the small puddle soaked by the rain and went straight to the bun shop he hadn't been to for a long time.

Mom would still make breakfast for him when she was at home, but today when he was washing up, his dad was still snoring...

"Boss, here are four steamed buns and a cup of soy milk..." Pu Tong put away his umbrella and walked into the store, not forgetting to shake the water droplets.

"Six dollars! Why does this handsome young man look familiar? The boss couldn't help but take a second look at the young man who came in.

"Forget it, take it away!" After Pu Tong paid the money, he felt that there was not enough time.

It wasn't too late to go to school, but the morning was a precious golden memory time, and he really didn't want to miss it.

Until Pu Tong left with breakfast and an umbrella, the boss was still thinking about where he had seen this handsome young man...

"It's a bit cold!" Pu Tong was looking at the world under the umbrella when a chill hit him and made him shiver, and he quickened his pace unconsciously.

When he arrived near the school gate, there were more pedestrians in his field of vision. Except for students who ride bicycles to school who wear raincoats, most students still hold a variety of small umbrellas. You can't even find two identical ones at a glance.

At this time, a macho man holding a pink and tender umbrella will be the sure winner...

When Pu Tong saw the big tree at the school gate, he suddenly had a bold idea: step on it and water droplets would splash on others. How exciting.

The man was still a boy until he died. He pursed his lips, but still did not dare to move.

Just when he was planning to kick the tree, a car came from the opposite direction and stopped right in front of him, almost splashing him with water.

After the car door opened, Yu Wanwan walked out and waved to him.

"Hold the umbrella!" A mature female voice sounded in the car. Pu Tong frowned. He had heard this voice before.

He leaned down, glanced into the driver's seat of the car, and met the eyes of a young woman.

"Hello, Pu Tong, this is the first time we meet. I am Jiang Yun, Wan Wan's agent!" The woman waved to him with a thick smile on her lips.

"Hello..." Pu Tong couldn't help but take another look at this slightly low-key looking car. I'm afraid it's not a low-key luxury car.

"Let's go, let's go!" Yu Wanwan took out a blue spotted umbrella from the car and urged, "How come you two are still talking?"

"Oh!" Pu Tong glanced at Agent Jiang who was smiling even more with some confusion, and slowly walked into the school.

"Wait for me!"

The girl quickly followed him and came to his side holding an umbrella.

In fact, this was the first time the two of them met at the school gate. Without making an appointment, the probability of two people with irregular schedules meeting at the school gate was very low.

But there is no doubt that the two of them hit that tiny probability today.

"You should..." Pu Tong started to speak, but finally couldn't ask.

If it’s your menstrual period, it should take a few more days to end!

"Much better!" Yu Wanwan pointed to the breakfast in Pu Tong's hand and asked doubtfully: "Don't you usually have breakfast at home?"

"My mother is not at home."

"Auntie seems to be going to the northwest for an interview."

"How do you know?" Pu Tong himself didn't know what his mother was doing. He couldn't be a fake son.

"Auntie posted her itinerary on Weibo..." Yu Wanwan felt a little embarrassed and explained, "I saw it by chance."

Pu Tong still admires him very much. He has the ability and qualifications, but he doesn't like to deal with big news and events. He always interviews ordinary people in life.

In fact, they are all small things that no one cares about, but she can report them every time and attract widespread attention. From the bitter stories of migrant workers being owed wages to the "elderly villages" composed entirely of lonely elderly people, she reports on the difficulties of ordinary people's lives in these humble corners, allowing more people to understand the sadness in the other side of reality... …

The popularity that is meaningless to me, but to my mother, even just a little bit, can help those unfortunate people in her reports get more attention and help.

The two closed their umbrellas and walked side by side, attracting the attention of classmates passing by.

Forget it, it’s hard to encounter this kind of thing again anyway, so let’s go for a walk together today.

There were already many umbrellas placed in the empty space behind the classroom. Pu Tong picked a spot on the edge and put his own umbrella there.

Touching the already cold buns in his hand, Pu Tong said it was not a big problem, sat down and started eating while reading a book.

"Is it delicious?" Yu Wanwan glanced at Pu Tong's movements with interest.

“Not delicious, but delicious!”

"Um?"

"I don't feel it tastes good, but you feel it tastes good, because things in other people's hands always taste better..."

"Exactly." Yu Wanwan didn't take it seriously, although he always felt that what he said made sense.

In order to prevent the smell from spreading in the classroom, Pu Tong ate quickly. In a short while, he had three buns and a cup of soy milk.

"Snoring." He noticed the fiery gaze of his deskmate and chose to be polite.

"Try one!"

The buns are not spicy, so she should be able to eat them even if she is in a special period.

"Okay, okay..." Yu Wanwan was not polite and reached out to touch another bun.

"It's a little cold!" she murmured.

"It would be nice to eat some... You should have eaten it at home, right?"

"I eat nutritious oatmeal every day, and I'm almost done eating it!" Yu Wanwan swallowed a bun in three mouthfuls, and his whole mouth was a little oily.

"Wipe it!" Pu Tong rolled his eyes at her and began to memorize the book seriously.

There is always an inexplicable attraction to the classroom on a rainy day. Listening to the patter of rain outside the window and smelling the earthy, moist air, it is always easy to calm down.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Pu Tong was only glad that he came early. If he was lazy, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand such a heavy rain with an umbrella.

Not long after, Lin Yuxi and Iori Yukino came to the classroom a little wet and verified his suspicion.

"Why is it raining at an angle?" Sakura girl rubbed her hair with a sad look on her face.

"It must have been blown by the wind..." Lin Yuxi took out a towel from her schoolbag and wiped her hair.

"Why did you bring a towel? Have you already figured this out?"

"You never know what's in a girl's schoolbag!"

Forget about towels, he would believe her even if she directly conjured a pigeon out of her bag.

"Wipe it for me too!" Sakura girl stretched her head over very skillfully, and Lin Yuxi didn't notice, holding her head and rubbing it for a while.

Rub your dog's head...

After wiping her hair, Iori Yukino was almost fainted.

"I thought it was a bamboo dragonfly flying off my head..."

Pu Tong told her many episodes of Doraemon, and then this guy got into her head and always fantasized about owning a Doraemon.

I have to say that Sakura people are indeed unique in the second grade.

"By the way, I have already drawn the first chapter of Doraemon. I drew it according to your description and decided to post it online today at noon!" Sakura girl seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly added: "The author I wrote about us It’s your name after all!”

If Yukino Iori is a qualified artist, the Doraemon comic will undoubtedly become popular. As a super IP, Pu Tong feels that the original author will definitely make a lot of money.

He didn't know how to draw comics originally, but this time he actually took advantage of Sakura Girl.

"But I have always had a question, why is Nobita always stupid and unlucky?"

"Perhaps meeting Doraemon has already spent all his life's luck..."

How lucky one must be to meet each other, even if it takes a lifetime of luck, it should be worth it.