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He was ear-cuffed in Tiananmen Square, and in the Forbidden City, he experienced that people are not as good as cats. In the Badaling Great Wall where people are pushing people, he also used his body to support the two women in a safe space to prevent them from being deliberately eaten tofu by malicious people.

After this encounter, Zhang Fan truly understood a word.

"Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny."

But when the brilliance of the setting sun slanted among the mountains, standing on the top of the Great Wall, looking at the magnificent scenery created by man and nature, he still felt that his trip was worthwhile.

It was just that when he got down from the Great Wall and sat in his car, while turning on the air conditioner to the maximum, he turned to face Jiang Lanqing and Bai Xue who were also sweating in the back row and said: "This place is enough to come once, not later. Up."

Jiang Lanqing nodded while wiping his face with wet tissue.

"There are too many people, just pay attention to preventing perverts, and I don't want to take a good look at the scenery."

Bai Xue took out snacks and mineral water from her backpack to Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing, looking at the Great Wall at dusk in the distance, with a lonely look on her face, and said unhappy: "Unexpectedly, we only stepped on three point."

She was looking forward to this National Day and made a very detailed travel plan, but according to the current situation, there must be many places that cannot be visited.

Zhang Fan heard the loss contained in Bai Xue's tone, and fed the chocolate bar in her hand to her mouth sideways. At the same time, he smiled and said, "There is no National Day, and there is May Day. Don't worry."

Bai Xue nodded slightly when he heard a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Ok."

The energetic Bai Xue took out the notebook she carried with him, and re-planned the route for tomorrow with Jiang Lanqing, in order to avoid those scenic spots that would definitely be crowded.

Zhang Fan listened to the enthusiastic discussion of the two women behind him, and started the car to slowly drive out of the parking lot of the scenic spot and merge into the flow of traffic returning to the capital.

Seeing the scenery on both sides of the road changed from mountains to tall buildings, he knew that the world was huge.

When he received a call from Li Junhong and Lu Lan, he suddenly felt that the world was actually very small.

He was interviewed by CCTV in the morning, and his friends knew about it in the evening.

Li Junhong said sourly: "Zhang Fan of Dog Day, can you not show affection so unscrupulously? Now the people all over the country know that Jiang Lanqing is standing on the left and Bai Xue is standing on the right."

Although he was not optimistic about Zhang Fan being able to enjoy the blessings of the people at first, he still had to admire his friend when he saw the smiles on the faces of the three on the TV screen, and he really made him do it.

Recalling the three barkings of his own dog, Li Junhong deeply felt God's injustice.

The same "Wangwang" barked three times, why I am still a single dog.

Listening to Li Junhong's envy and jealousy, Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing, and asked curiously: "Grandpa Li, I remember that you are not the kind of person who likes to watch TV. How did you know that I was on TV with them?"

"It was someone in the classmate group who posted it, so I reluctantly went to watch the rebroadcast." Li Junhong replied flatly.

He wouldn't say that when he was in the cafeteria at noon today, he had been staring at the TV, and finally returned to the dormitory but was late, and his name was put on the honor roll by the dormitory.

However, his voice suddenly rose in the next second, and his tone was very angry.

"Zhang Fan of Dog Day, you're calling me Grandpa Li, and I will definitely make you look good next year."

Today, Li Junhong has set a small goal for himself to be admitted to Aoki University.

As long as he thinks that Zhang Fan, the salted fish, can turn over, how can he work hard, he can't always be left behind.

"I'm waiting, see you again, Grandpa Li." Zhang Fan said with a deliberate smile, and then immediately hung up the phone.

Jiang Lanqing also laughed at this time, and asked Bai Xue: "Why did you give him the nickname of Grandpa Li? I think others are pretty good!"

Bai Xue rolled her eyes, and said with no anger: "That's now. He used to like to make short reports very much, so the classmates gave him the nickname'Gong Li'."

After a pause, looking at Zhang Fan who was driving, he said with some emotion: "However, after entering the third year of junior high, he has changed a lot. He is not as stingy as he was before. Now he is indeed a very good person. friend."

Bai Xue didn't say one more thing. In her opinion, whether it was herself, Li Junhong, Wang Yan and others, it was because Zhang Fan changed that they followed the change.

Jiang Lanqing wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about their junior high school life, but Bai Xue rarely mentioned it on her own initiative, so it was difficult for her to ask.

In her opinion, it is more or less a pity that Zhang Fan has not been able to witness Zhang Fan's hard work.

Except for the kindergarten memory, when he appeared in front of her again, although he called him "Secondary Junior", she felt from him that he was far more mature than his peers.

She was very curious about Zhang Fan, who liked to skip classes to play games and secretly play mobile phones in class.

It was just the bells that rang together, and she had to give up this plan and continue to prick her ears to "eavesdrop" on her husband's phone calls.

Bai Xue also pricked her ears, who made her his wife too.

It is only natural for a wife to eavesdrop on her husband's phone.

Zhang Fan looked at the two women squeezed in the center of the back seat, trying their best to lean forward.

While his eyes wanted to fall through the neckline of their T-shirts, he reminded earnestly: "Grasp the seat firmly, you are about to turn."

After emphasizing safety again, he answered the next call and stepped on the accelerator.

The green light is cool.

The caller was his father. As soon as he was connected, he asked in a face-to-face question: "You little bastard, you have a daughter-in-law and forget your parents, why don't you come back on National Day?"

Before Zhang Fan could speak for his defense, he asked, "Are you in the car?"

Zhang Fan glanced at Bai Xue and replied, "Well, go back to school with Jiang Lanqing and Bai Xue."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Zhang Youwei re-stroke his thoughts before speaking again: "Let me call me when I get back to the bedroom."

"Then I hang up?" Zhang Fan asked tentatively.

"What to hang up? You are in a car instead of driving." Zhang Youwei said in a bad mood.

After a pause, he said in a slightly melancholy tone: "I tried my best to get on CCTV. I didn't expect that your kid was so lucky that he could be interviewed by CCTV reporters when he watched the raising of the national flag."

Although Zhang Fan couldn't understand why CCTV was an authority in his father's heart, with its own mysterious light, he still smiled and said, "Dad, rest assured, you will only accept them for interviews in the future."

As long as the son is great, Lao Tzu will naturally be able to shine, and at that time he can't publish books.

Just think of the name Zhang Fan, and call it: "How I Cultivate Zhang Fan with a Stick".

Even though he knew this was unrealistic, Zhang Youwei was filled with relief in his heart. He smiled and joked: "You kid, you started CCTV by yourself?"

"Although I didn't drive CCTV, your daughter-in-law may return to be a CCTV reporter in the future, so she can act for her own sake." Zhang Fan also laughed.

"Well, I won't brag with you. Please clear the phone. Your mother will have a few words with her."

"Ok."

Zhang Fan slowed down the car and turned off the Bluetooth before handing the phone to Jiang Lanqing.

Jiang Lanqing took the phone, listened to Zhang Fan's current kind words from Lu Jing on the other end of the phone, blurted out: "Mom, don't worry."

Lu Jing basically calls her every week, and she yells "Mom" very naturally.

Although Bai Xue had gotten used to all of this, her nose was sour at this time, and her body leaned on the seat, looking up at the night sky with no stars, only a dim waning moon.

When can she yell "Mom" so kindly?

Looking at Jiang Lanqing with a happy face in the glass, she became envious and jealous again.

Zhang Fan looked through the rearview mirror with joy and sadness, and sighed in his heart.

"Own task is very difficult!"