Chapter 7: Black-hearted bundling

Time flew by, and before the submission deadline, the final exam arrived.

The entire month of December was particularly calm.

Because the "Social Brother" Fang upgraded to "Father Fang," the campus was unprecedentedly harmonious. He spent more than a month swimming in the ocean of knowledge quite comfortably, and then released a big satellite in the final exam.

"Damn! You actually got into the top 5?!"

Dang held the report card, his hands, mouth, and legs trembling.

Baofu was also in despair: "Dead, dead, my dad will definitely shave me when I go home... Last semester I was 51 and you were 52, now I'm 55 and you're 5th, I definitely have no way to live..."

"Only 5th, still far behind."

Fang Xinghe took back the report card calmly, then suddenly raised his hand and blocked it in front of Fang Yuting's little face as she ran over.

"Stop, your dad is glaring at me."

Fang Yuting looked back, grinning carelessly: "Don't be afraid, that's glaring at me!"

"Then don't come over either, I'm afraid Lu Tingting will misunderstand."

As a result, Lu Tingting immediately leaned over: "I don't care either, Yuting swore to let me be the big... mmm..."

The neurotic Little Lu was physically covered by the tiger-like Little Fang, and the two hugged together again.

Then they pinched each other and patted each other very childishly, whispering in each other's ears, occasionally sneaking a glance at Fang Xinghe, and then giggling.

Fang Xinghe could read lips a little, and he discovered that Lu Tingting, who was quiet and reserved, was saying: "Did you notice? Hehe seems to have become even more handsome~~~"

Don't need to say "seems," he just became handsome.

More than a month of development, height grew slightly, looks soared, I've touched the threshold of a male god, okay.

Big-hearted Fang glanced at Fang Xinghe again, then wildly replied: "If you're moved, hurry up! I've been in line for so long!"

Mom, who said girls in this era are conservative?

The person who said this must not have been handsome...

On the side, Duoyu, who had no women in his eyes, looked at Fang Xinghe enviously: "Brother, you're already 5th, still not satisfied? I tried my best to get 28th."

During this month, the Thirteen Eagles also started studying hard.

But not everyone could learn it.

Lu Tingting's foundation was good, and she was quiet, sitting beside Fang Xinghe, listening to lectures and doing questions obediently, making the most progress.

Yu Xiaoduo's original ranking of 30th wasn't the worst, and getting into the top 20 was also a success.

Baofu and Dang really had no way; one was too lazy to learn, and the other couldn't learn.

The remaining ones, some advanced and some retreated, clearly differentiated.

Actually, middle school knowledge wasn't that difficult, but once a study habit was formed, it was really too troublesome to change it.

Looking at the current situation, probably only Lu Tingting, Little Stutterer, Big Eagle, and Baofu had a chance to get into a key school.

To motivate them, and also to extinguish the little puppy love in the little lolis, Fang Xinghe took the initiative to talk about his future plans.

"5th in the class is definitely not enough. I'm planning to skip a grade, directly participate in this year's high school entrance exam, and sprint for the Tenth Middle School or the Experimental School."

"Ah?!"

Collective confusion.

The smiles on Lu Tingting and Fang Yuting's faces froze at the same time, and they turned their heads, their expressions becoming extremely stiff.

Among all of them, the changes in the three iron-clad little brothers were the most interesting.

Baofu was stunned for a moment, then panicked;

Duoyu's eyes dimmed, then he hung his head in loneliness;

Dang was inexplicably excited: "Damn! Brother, you're really awesome!"

When the others wanted to ask why, the three brothers had already completed a round of psychological construction and began to bless Fang Xinghe.

"If you want to do it, go do it, you'll definitely be fine!"

Fang Xinghe was very moved in his heart, gently encouraging: "You guys also have to work hard. After 14, you're half an adult. Brothers and sisters can be for a lifetime, but the road of life can only be walked by yourself..."

Honestly, this kind of talk was a bit "daddy-ish," but Fang Xinghe had no choice.

If you don't talk about reason, do you want to encourage them to continue messing around?

He knew too well what the result of messing around in the country was.

Don't make trouble, wake up.

The little eagles argued for a while, unable to ask the real reason for Fang Xinghe's urgency, but they also realized the boss's determination.

Unwilling to accept, but could only accept.

The scene of parting in the end was quite lonely, feeling like everyone had lost their souls.

Actually, the reason for skipping a grade was very simple: Fang Xinghe needed more explosive points.

Wanting to become a "star-level" young writer, relying on two or three essays was far from enough.

Xiao Si won first prize for two or three consecutive sessions, and then he got the opportunity to publish a book, and then he developed silently for a long time until he was finally sued for plagiarism, which was when he finally had a little public awareness.

And it was negative.

Fang Xinghe dared to be sure that his competition work would be much more awesome than Xiao Si's two first prizes, but this was still not enough.

In the first few sessions, the only social explosive point was Han Han, because everyone else studied well, only he was extremely biased in subjects, and it seemed he was expelled for poor grades?

Fang Xinghe didn't know the specific details, just a rough idea.

Failing subjects, repeating a grade, rebellion, wild words, triggering a full-society discussion.

For a long time, Han Han was the only super top traffic at that time. Fang Xinghe didn't even dare to judge what magnitude the heat was.

Anyway, super hot, exploding hot.

Fang Xinghe hadn't experienced it personally, and now he could only guess, but he had decided to have a "bundled hype."

At this point, must be in the same pants and bed as my beloved friends, brothers, and good brother Han Shao.

Without him, how lonely am I?

Without me, how lonely is he?

So Han Han takes the "rebellious poor student" route, and Fang Xinghe takes the "prodigal son returns" route. Known as "South Han, North Fang," lingering together to the end of the world.

Think about it, originally being a poor student like Han Han, and then suddenly waking up, turning over a new leaf, the two started to go in opposite directions. How dramatic is this opposition?

And how natural is this hype topic?

By then, Little Fang's past, Little Fang's wildness, Little Fang's looks, and Little Fang's story of returning would all have exponentially superimposed value.

On the bad side, Han Han helps share the firepower.

On the good side, Han Han is used for comparison.

Win-win, right?!

Of course, my Brother Han really doesn't lose out.

Although this comparison is definitely unpleasant, after bundling, Han Han is hot, Fang Xinghe follows, and similarly, Fang Xinghe has topics, Brother Han follows.

The continuity is strong, much more interesting than the Han-Si combination.

Anyway, I'm the one pulling and stepping on him from a high position, what am I afraid of?

The black-hearted Big Fang never wanted his face when doing serious things. The plan was made, and he went straight for his good brother's half-life. The more he thought, the more excited he was, the more he thought, the happier he was.

Heh, heh~~~

After putting away the report card, the four brothers went home together.

Until Duoyu, who had always been very silent, suddenly asked: "Brother, how do you plan to spend the holiday?"

"Go out for a trip, learn something."

After answering casually, Fang Xinghe turned to look at Liu Fu: "Baofu, take some money, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Liu Fu's eyes immediately lit up: "Short on money? Brother, several classes in the third year haven't paid their tribute in January, shall we do a big one?!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Fang Xinghe slapped him on the back of the head, and Baofu immediately became honest.

He took out 2,000 yuan neatly: "Is this enough? Our small treasury is all here. If it were a few days later, I could get another 1,000 from home..."

"Enough, I estimate it won't cost too much."

"Where are you going, Brother?" Dang finally couldn't help but be curious.

Fang Xinghe smiled lightly, his eyes distant, his tone yearning: "Go to Wudang Mountain, learn boxing!" ===== CHAPTER 8 =====