I used to cry in the middle of the night, wanting to talk to you about life

Chapter 10
Continuously reviewing day and night, my nerves were stretched like a rabbit. Within a few days, I began to hallucinate. I closed my eyes and dreamed randomly. For a while, I went back to high school, and for a while, I felt that I was a class representative. The exceptions all ended in dreaming of the exam site, and woke up in a cold sweat.I confided my troubles to my second child, and he told me that it is not terrible to dream that I am taking an exam, but what is terrible is waking up to find that I am really taking an exam.Luo Junqi from our class was not present when the second child said this, because Brother Bao told him that he could pass the "Ideological and Moral Cultivation" test even if he wrote lyrics, so he went to the disc with his girlfriend the night before the test The house fought all night.As a result, he didn't even write the lyrics the next day, and it was only five or six minutes before he opened his eyes and handed in the paper.He snatched the corner seat so hard for the convenience of cheating, so that no one noticed that he had slept for more than an hour in the examination room.

After finishing the last exam in a daze, my whole body collapsed, and I walked back to the dormitory leisurely, closed the door and fell asleep.I slept on and off throughout the day before heading to the station to catch my train home.

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Mom and Dad have already adapted to life without me, but when I am on vacation, they disrupt their daily routine.Director Lu went home early to cook at noon every day, and Director Fang also went home to eat on time at noon every day. This once familiar life made us a little uncomfortable.My mother made every meal a variety of tricks, and my father and I sat upright, with a lot of dishes, plates, spoons and small wine glasses in front of us; I searched for some stories in school that I could tell, and they also tirelessly taught me how to be a human being. After eating a meal, I am often exhausted.The situation improved after half a month. Director Fang went out to socialize for the first time during my vacation, and then went out frequently to socialize; every day I would call at home to ask him if he would come back for this meal, and then called again to mom.We finally feel like we were "home" before college.

But soon, my parents found more feelings.They started waking me up at six or seven every morning to have breakfast; they started checking how much I had done in summer homework every day; they started telling me to come back before 9:[-] p.m. When looking for my phone number, I asked the girl on the other end of the phone, "Who are you? What can you do with Fang Peng?"... With their help, I can recall some sad things in high school every day.

Fortunately, a week or two before the end of the holiday, the sad atmosphere before parting filled the house again, and my parents relaxed their demands on me.I picked up a bag full of all kinds of vacuum-packed meat products and walked into my second year of college.

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Going home from Changsha, and then returning to Changsha from home, sitting in the crowded carriage, neither feeling farther and farther away from home, nor closer to school.I know I'm on the road, but I'm not moving at all, I'm just being carried away by the car, and it says that's where it is.

When they arrived at school, the second child and the others had already arrived, and they were huddled in the dormitory typing "run fast".There are three rounds, and the person who loses the most runs out to buy a banana worth two yuan, and then comes back to continue playing.Once the game is cleared, there is a fruit stand outside the gate anyway, which is called "fresh food".There are half a table of bananas and half a table of banana peels piled up on my desk. Those people obviously can't eat anymore, but they are still gambling.

"Can't you buy something else?" I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and came out to watch them play cards.

"Bananas are good, aphrodisiac and bowel movement!" The second child turned around and cheered at me.

"Pfft..." I burst out laughing, "Stupid...fucking..."

It's really a life I love.

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In middle school, elementary school or even kindergarten, the whole class would change classrooms every time they entered the first grade. Especially in high school, the first grade was on the first floor, the second grade was on the second floor, and the third grade was on the third floor.Ever since I entered high school, I have longed to go to the third floor as soon as possible, so that I can look down on all the students in the school and be an old bird.

In college, there is no such thing as changing classrooms. Except for sending out a few textbooks that I haven’t seen before, and adding a few teachers I don’t know, everything else is exactly the same as freshman.This made my idea of ​​correcting evil and studying hard during the vacation quickly shrink. My second child and I habitually returned to the life we ​​had at the end of our freshman year, surfing the Internet, sleeping, wandering, surfing the Internet, sleeping, wandering... Of course, one thing has changed very clearly. From now on, there are finally a group of children younger than us in the school.

As members of the "Little Red Riding Hood Volunteer Association", my second child and I were organized to welcome the new students, that is, to help the new students get their bedding, and then take them to our dormitory.Although Brother Bao is not a member, he still wants to go, so we had to find him a little red hat to wear and mix with our team.Before we set off, Brother Bao looked in the mirror for a long time, then turned around and asked us: "Do you think I am kind?" I told him: "How do you think the owner of that little red riding hood is in your stomach."

Two huge pergolas were set up at the school gate, and all the volunteers crowded under the pergolas to wait for the arrival of the freshmen.Almost every half hour, there is a school bus from the train station, bringing a new group of children and parents who have been cheated by our school into tuition fees.At this time, all the Little Red Riding Hoods will surround them like motorcycle drivers and take the parents and children away.The second child was dressed very formally that day. I asked him why he chose to wear X on such a hot day, and he answered me: "How do you know this is not the first time you meet your parents?"

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I really didn't expect the competition among the Little Red Riding Hoods to be so fierce. As soon as I saw a beautiful girl who wanted to move forward, I was squeezed out for more than two miles; up.I stupidly stood outside the crowd for a while, then I was caught by a middle-aged man who looked like a migrant worker, "Young man, where do you report to?" I looked up and saw that the old migrant worker was still standing there As for the little migrant workers, the two of them were carrying luggage on their backs, and they had walked so far after getting off the car. It was surprising that there was no Little Red Riding Hood to help them. These grandchildren really did it!

"Oh, let me take you there." I stretched out my hand to help them carry their luggage, but the old migrant worker immediately blocked me, "No, no, no."

"It's okay, I'm Little Red Riding Hood!"

"What?"

"Oh... I'm a volunteer, a volunteer!" I scolded myself stupidly, what do you mean I'm Little Red Riding Hood?Why don't I say I'm Snow White?
After grabbing a woven bag from a small migrant worker, we walked to the gymnasium, where freshmen report.The little migrant worker is Wu Yannian, who is from Yueyang, Hunan. Although he is from Hunan, it is his first visit to the provincial capital. Although he doesn’t talk much, he must be very happy in his heart. One hundred and two eyes can see that he wants to swallow the whole school.

"It happened to rain on the first day I just arrived in Changsha." As a senior, I began to tell him the messy things of the first year, from the interest activities of various associations to the food in the front and back streets.The old migrant worker has been responding with an apologetic smile. I suspect that he didn't understand what I said at all, and his smile was completely off point.The little migrant worker never laughed once, but he asked me a few very in-depth detailed questions. For example, when I told him "If you fail the exam, you can only retake it if you don't make up the exam", he asked me "How many exams can you get?" scholarship”, this question really confuses me.

When I arrived at the gymnasium, there was a lot of people, and hundreds of desks were lined up end to end from the gate to the basketball court to the volleyball court to the badminton court.In order to facilitate the registration of new students, the school gathers all the procedures that need to be handled in the gymnasium, known as "one-stop service".The school leaders took this as a result of the reform, and even called a reporter from the school TV station to film and report.It's just that this dragon is really a giant dragon, winding and circling almost catching up with the Great Wall.Last year, my dad took care of all the paperwork for me, and I didn't interfere at all.So standing in the gymnasium at this moment, not only did I not feel familiar with the road, but I was overwhelmed by the momentum here, and I wanted to pull up a chair to sit down and rest.

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Two and a half hours later, I came out of the gymnasium with a face half ashen and half sweaty. I helped Wu Yannian complete all the registration procedures for freshmen, and led him to his dormitory. Both of them seem to be able to work, and they are definitely better than me, who is not working hard.Before I left, I paid attention to the mats issued by the school, and sure enough, they still couldn't match the size of the school beds. It turned out that they hadn't improved much this year.

Back at Little Red Riding Hood's stronghold, Brother Bao was holding an electric fan and blowing violently. "How do you feel?" "Don't mention it, I'm as tired as an idiot."

After a while, the second child also came back, and we asked him, "Are the woman's parents satisfied with you?"

"I'm also a man, thank you." The second child pulled Brother Bao aside, and threw himself on the electric fan, "Damn, I'm going to be exhausted soon."

The new semester has officially started in our panting.At that time, no one realized that in the next few months, Xiaoyi and I would get together and get out of hand.Of course, there are several other people in our group who bid farewell to being single at the same time. It was a very bright spring in the second year of college.This matter has to start with Xu Ning...

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Unlike the few of us who were coolies, Xu Ning, as a more advanced part of the seniors, was appointed by the college as the freshman head teacher of the Finance 2001-3 class. In fact, he was the boss of the No. 50 students in this class during the military training.

There are three fires for a new official to take office. The first fire for head teacher Xu was to organize a symposium for freshmen and old students. The representatives of old students he invited were all of us, and even the legendary student Wei Xing was invited.I really wonder if Xu Ning is crazy. This group of people have passed more than 30 subjects in two semesters. Can they talk to the children?Xu Ning told me that he just hopes that we can let the students know what a real university is like, and he doesn't want to invite some people in special X costumes to come and say some hypocritical words, which will make the children take a lot of detours.Xiao Ma asked Xu Ning: "How do you know that we can let them understand the real university?" Wei Xing continued: "At least we can represent the dark side of the school." Everyone immediately pressed Ah, "Don't, don't, That's you! Just you!"

The next day, after their military training session, Xu Ning introduced us to his students.The students were very curious about why a senior from the School of Accounting came to the class meeting of the School of Finance, so Xu Ning introduced Wei Xing in this way: "Senior Wei Xing is...a legendary figure. You will definitely hear about it in the future. "Anyway, it's only a moment, and these children still don't know the story of Wei Xing chasing his senior sister on the playground and being rejected, and the story of netizens borrowing money after scolding them.As soon as they heard that the "legendary figure" was so big, the students looked at Wei Xing differently. They respected Wei Xing as much as they wanted. Some people took the lead in applauding and asking Senior Wei Xing to speak first.So Wei Xing straightened his collar and stood up, coughed lightly, walked to the back of the podium, waved his hand to signal that the applause could be paused, "I want to talk to everyone about studying first..."

Several voices around me came out softly but firmly at the same time: "Silly X!"

When it was my turn, I repeated almost exactly what I said to Wu Yannian: "On the first day I arrived in Changsha, it was drizzling..." At this time, Ke Yiyi happened to pass by the door to find the study room. I just stood outside and looked through the glass on the door for a while.After Xiaoyi and I got married, she always described me like this: "Fang Peng, under the admiration gaze of a group of innocent children, looked out of the window with blurred eyes, and narrated in a magnetic voice. : "The day I came here, it was raining and raining..." With that kind of virtue, you can tell at a glance that you are thinking of seducing a school girl!" The words revealed the truth.

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Xu Ning's symposium that day was very successful, especially after the brothers said hi, revealed each other's faults, and almost started fighting, the level of excitement was definitely no less than that of a variety show.Xu Ning was very satisfied with our state at first, and then Wei Xing led the whole class to shout slogans: "Look at him, and read with me: silly... X..." The rookies in a class followed in unison: "Stupid... X..." Xu Ning couldn't stand it anymore, ended the trendy class meeting, and said some nonsense like "you have to look at the problem critically".

Coming out of the teaching building, we went to the Mala Tang stand in the back street.

"Brothers, you worked hard today, every word is clear, and every knife is bloody!" Xu Ning raised his glass to toast.

"I have a question," the second child reached out to stop him, "What do you mean by looking at a problem critically? You really use us as a negative example!"

"Yes!" Xiao Ma pushed Xu Ning's head, he was very angry that his illegal cohabitation was exposed in full view.

"Don't move, the wine is spilled." Xu Ning flashed.

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The playground is full of freshmen from military training, all of them tanned, walking up and down in a square formation, looking like a farmer's uncle drying potatoes in a distance.We can't kick the ball anymore, and a very important part of our life is missing. At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, we have nothing to do, like the lazy people in the village, wandering to the side of the playground, looking for a shade to sit and give the appearance of the newly enrolled juniors. score.Because he is the head teacher of freshmen, Xu Ning got a list of all girls in the 2001 class of the School of Finance (of course there is also a list of boys, but that is not important), the content is detailed enough to include which city the girl is from, which dormitory she lives in, and the phone number of the dormitory Well, this thing is simply as useful a reference book as "Sunflower Collection".We took the list and asked Xu Ning to identify them one by one. We skipped the ones he didn’t know. The girls who had not been remembered by Xu Ning after more than a week of military training could basically be assigned to the boys’ team.

The scoring process was very interesting. Everyone had tricky eyes and vicious comments. It is estimated that the judges of "Super Girl" hid in the corner and eavesdropped on our conversation to get inspiration.Although there are only six of us, comrades have completely different observation angles and visions. Some look at the eyes, some look at the legs, and some look at the chest and buttocks.Brother Bao and I once fought to the death over a girl with a shriveled body but a face like Liu Yifei. I said, "This must be 80 points!" Brother Bao poohed me contemptuously. Wei Xing is a loyal supporter of Brother Bao. , he was keen to repeat every foul word that Brother Bao said, and he smacked his lips and laughed exaggeratedly after he finished speaking.The second child and Xu Ning also laughed, but Xiao Ma only basked in the sun for a long time without expressing his opinion.Finally one day, Ya really couldn't bear to see our frivolity, and sighed long and long: "A real beauty, one must look at the ankle, and the other must look at the fingers..." After sighing, she continued to tilt her head to bask in the sun with her eyes closed.We suddenly feel ashamed of ourselves, master...

Xiao Yi suddenly appeared from behind me at this time, wearing a small floral dress with red hearts on a white background, and holding a pale pink sun umbrella, even the sweat on the tip of her nose was warm s color.She patted my shoulder lightly, I turned my head and almost bumped into her face-to-face, unprepared to meet such a beautiful face, I stood there for half a minute, staring at Xiao Yi without saying a word Come.

"Why do you have such an expression?" Xiao Yi smiled.

"Oh." I came back to my senses, "What expression do I have?"

"Anyway, I'm just stupid," Xiao Yi grinned so much that her lips almost reached her cheeks, "Hey, it's been more than a week since school started, and you don't want to look for us."

"Busy, too busy." I quickly rescued myself.

"What are you busy with? Don't you all seem to be free?"

"Nonsense, look at the students in this playground, we are not allowed to take a walk!"

"Fuck you, it's not for walking the puppy." Xiaoyi smiled really lowly, "By the way, I met Secretary Tang in the office building just now. He asked your financial drama troupe to prepare and recruit new ones after the military training."

(End of this chapter)