Turning around, Lin Jiamo returned the tape of the ABBA band to Xiang Nan.
"Chen Xun, this tape is really good." She said with a smile, it was better than the AC/DC and Nirvana bands she had heard before.
Although it is an old song from the 1970s, it doesn't feel outdated at all. The melody, the rhythm, the lyrics... I feel very trendy when I listen to it now.
Xiang Nan nodded with a smile, then handed her a selection of BEEGEES, "This one is also good for you to listen to."
"Okay." Lin Jiamo nodded and said, "Chen Xun, where did you collect so many good songs?"
"The more you listen, the more you will naturally collect." Xiang Nan laughed.
In the 1990s, information was still relatively closed. There are very few ways to listen to music. You can either go to a video store, or listen to music from TV or movies. The range of choices is very small.
But Xiang Nan is a person from the Internet age, so there are more channels for listening to music. With one music app, you can listen to songs from all over the world.
Whether rock, folk, hip-hop, R&B, electronic music, ancient style, new century, etc., as long as you want to listen, there will never be a shortage of songs to listen to. Moreover, the information of musicians can be easily searched.
Unlike the 1990s, the Internet was underdeveloped and news was blocked.
Bands like ABBA, beegees, AC/DC, Nirvana, etc. that are outdated or have a limited range of transmission are hard to know if you are not a music enthusiast.
"You are really good." Lin Jiamo said with a look of admiration.
"Where, where." Xiang Nan saw this, the alarm bell rang, and hurriedly said modestly.
…
At this time, Fang Hui also walked into the classroom, and then quietly took out two pieces of paper, one for Zhao Ye and one for Qiao Ran.
"Wow, the drawing is really beautiful." Zhao Ye unfolded it and saw that it was exactly what he wanted, the slam dunk picture of Yingmu Huadao, "Thank you, Fang Hui."
"You're welcome." Fang Hui said in a low voice.
"Wow, that's a really good painting." Qiao Ran unfolded it to see that it was also the family portrait he wanted, and couldn't help but praise happily.
Seeing this, the students gathered around curiously.
"Wow, it's really good~", "The drawing really looks like~", "Not bad, it's as good as the original~"
Everyone exclaimed in admiration.
Xiang Nan also leaned over, "Well, the drawing is really good. Fang Hui, you can consider enrolling in a special class, and then there will be extra points in the college entrance examination?"
"Really? Then I have special legs, can I get extra points?" Zhao Ye said quickly after hearing this.
Everyone was amused by him and laughed.
"Who do you like in "Slam Dunk"?" Fang Hui whispered to Xiang Nandao.
"I prefer immortality." Xiang Nan thought for a while.
Fang Hui nodded.
…
Just then, the class bell rang, and everyone went back to their seats.
Seeing the head teacher Hou Jia walk in with a blank expression.
When everyone saw it, they couldn't help feeling a little nervous. They didn't know what happened to make the teacher so unhappy.
At this time, I saw Teacher Hou suddenly smiled, and then showed a certificate, which was the first prize in the blackboard competition.
"Wow!" The students cheered happily when they saw it.
"Fang Hui, Fang Hui~" Xiang Nan took the lead in shouting, causing the whole class to call out Fang Hui's name together.
It was the first time that Fang Hui was recognized by so many classmates, which made her feel flattered and apprehensive for a while, but she couldn't help being very happy in her heart.
"Okay, it's really thanks to Fang Hui that she won the first place in the blackboard newspaper review. Let's applaud her together." Teacher Hou Jia also clapped her hands with a smile, making Fang Hui blush even more.
…
Fang Hui spent the next few days in fear and secret joy.
She was originally very inferior and timid. Even if I saw my classmates, I walked quickly with my head down, praying that others didn't see me, and never dared to say hello to others.
On Monday, Experimental Middle School held a flag-raising ceremony.
According to school regulations, the weekly flag-raising ceremony is presided over by each class in turn.
Xiang Nan and Qiao Ran are the flag-raisers of Class One and One, while Fang Hui and Lin Jiamo are the flag-bearers.
As the national anthem was played, the national flag was slowly raised. Everyone stood solemnly, and the atmosphere was very solemn, but Fang Hui's face turned pale.
After the flag was raised, Ma Zhiyuan, the teaching director, delivered a speech, "Students, good morning everyone, it is another new week, and a new beginning..."
He was speaking in plain language, when Fang Hui rolled his eyelids suddenly and fell down.
Xiang Nan and Qiao Ran were the closest, so they hurried forward to check.
"Take her to the sanitation quickly..." Ma Zhiyuan was startled when he saw a classmate fainted, and quickly ordered.
But before he could finish speaking, Xiang Nan had already picked up Fang Hui and ran towards the clinic.
Qiao Ran also followed closely.
All the teachers and students in the school exclaimed when they saw this scene.
Xiang Nan and Qiao Ran were quite popular in the first year of high school.
One of the two is a handsome Angzang guy with three-dimensional features and a handsome temperament; the other is a handsome man with delicate features and a feminine temperament. Among the girls, each is good at winning, and there are not a few who like them.
Therefore, seeing this scene, many girls wished that it was themselves who fainted.
…
Xiang Nan trotted all the way, carrying Fang Hui to the clinic.
During the period, Qiao Ran was worried that he would not be able to hold on, and wanted to hug him for a while.
However, Xiang Nan refused.
Just kidding, with his physical strength, it is definitely a piece of cake for Fang Hui, who weighs less than a hundred catties.
That is, on campus, in public, he can't use his full strength, otherwise he will fly up and down.
When she came to the clinic, the doctor knew what was going on with her at a glance.
"No big problem, just hypoglycemia." The doctor said, "Go buy her some food, biscuits, cola, etc., and she will be fine after eating."
"I'll go." Qiao Ran felt guilty for not being able to help just now, and immediately said as soon as the doctor said, and then went out.
The doctor saw that Fang Hui was fine, so he stopped guarding her, leaving only Xiang Nan to watch.
After a while, Fang Hui slowly opened his eyes, and saw Xiang Nan at first sight.
"Fang Hui, you're awake~" Xiang Nan laughed.
"What's wrong with me?" Fang Hui asked suspiciously.
"You didn't eat breakfast, didn't you? You had hypoglycemia and passed out." Xiang Nan explained, "I sent you to the clinic."
"Thank you." Fang Hui said gratefully.
"Why are you being polite to me." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "But you are really, you don't even mention your physical discomfort. Thankfully it's just a minor problem."
"I thought it would be good to just bear with it." Fang Hui explained in a low voice.
"Fool, if you don't take care of your body so much, people don't know how much to worry about you." Xiang Nan helped her tuck the quilt up and said.
Being alone at such a close distance made Fang Hui feel nervous. And Xiang Nan's words made her half shocked and half intoxicated.
She simply closed her eyes, not daring to look at Xiang Nan again.
"Do you know why I'm so worried about you?" Seeing this, Xiang Nan asked himself.
"You... are a good person." Fang Hui said softly.
"Huh? I'm a good person? You see, others are dizzy, but I'm not like this!"
Fang Hui's eyelashes trembled little by little, she vaguely understood something, but she couldn't believe it, let alone respond.
"Do you really not know? Or are you pretending not to know?" Seeing this, Xiang Nan cut straight to the point and said it straight, I..."
Just then, Qiao Ran walked in.