i was my mistake

Like most boys, he has liked this kind of mechanical structure since he was a child. Of course, the cars he can see are the most yearned for among them. Occasionally, he would dream of sitting in a car, leisurely putting one hand on the car. On the window, I was smoking a cigar, wearing a pair of sunglasses, enjoying the envious eyes of others...

"Let me sit down some other day?"

"No problem!" Jiang Xing did not hesitate, "But my uncle just left today, and I will call you when he comes back—it will take about two or three months to come back."

"Hey, interesting enough!"

"That nonsense, what do we have to do with each other!" Jiang Xing patted Ye Chen on the back proudly, and the latter staggered and coughed.

"Damn, you fucking, are you a bit ruthless?"

"Is there? It's because your body is getting weaker and weaker. I said you, every time you play basketball, you stand at the three-point line and make long shots. Come and rush with me, so that you can exercise your body!"

"Do you think I'm a big guy like you? I ran close, and only someone else knocked me into the air..." Ye Chen rolled his eyes, "Besides, my three-pointers always score big, you It is possible to rush, but the success rate is pitifully low every time."

"Didn't I just want to give others a little hope?"

"Pretend, keep pretending!" Ye Chen had an expression of 'I don't understand you yet'.

Jiang Xing scratched his head: "How do I know what's going on, maybe I'm too excited every time I run over, obviously it feels very close, but it's not easy to get in, hey, I said you, why don't you run with me every day? Exercise Ah, otherwise, if there is a fight, you will only be beaten."

"Can I not fight?"

"Then sometimes things come to you. You practice running. If you run faster, you can always run away."

"...I have nothing to say to you, a energetic guy." Ye Chen said, suddenly patted the big guy's butt secretly, and ran forward laughing.

"Wait you boy! I'll smash your ass right away!"

Although Ye Chen is not as tall as Jiang Xing, he is more flexible than Jiang Xing. He even scurry around in the stairwell, disappearing in no time. When Jiang Xing chased him downstairs, he was already waiting there. up.

"Run, why don't you run? Hurry up, lift your butt, be more conscious!"

"Fuck, why are you talking so perverted?" Ye Chen scolded with a smile, pointed at the head teacher who passed him by, cleared his throat on purpose, and followed behind the head teacher, looking like a fake tiger.

"Your sister." Jiang Xing was so annoyed that he ran over and kicked Ye Chen's ass with his knee, "It's cool!"

"Damn, you're too vengeful!"

"This is called not remembering overnight grudges!"

"Yes, you reported your revenge on the spot, of course there is no overnight revenge."

"Hahaha--"

There are more than 20 boys in class [-], and only ten girls in their early years. Most of them come to carry books. Of course, don't worry about not being able to carry them. Everyone can take a little, and the distribution is basically finished.

The progress of learning in this era is not as fast as later. Although the first and second grades of senior high school have learned most of the knowledge points, there are still some unlearned, so I still have to take some textbooks back, such as the sixth volume of mathematics, chemistry, etc. Book Six and the like.

For those who learn English and Chinese faster, the school has uniformly asked students to complete the textbooks for the third year of high school in the second year of high school, so they only need to take various exercise books.

The school only teaches knowledge step by step, and students have to work hard outside of class if they want to carry out some question-sea tactics.

Even the evening self-study that will be common in the future is rare, such as Yinjiang High School, that is, no matter what grade, school ends at five o'clock uniformly.

For most people, eight o'clock is already very late, and ten o'clock is already midnight, and it seems quite natural to leave school at five o'clock.

What Ye Chen was holding was not an exercise book, but an exercise book, that is, a very large number of blank books.

This was issued by the school uniformly. Not to mention the paper inside, even the cover is a bit yellowish. The paper is not thin, but it is not easy to write, as if it is covered with an invisible transparent plastic film.

Those who have the conditions generally use this kind of draft paper, and then go off-campus to buy some extra notebooks with better paper.

Of course, it also has its advantages, that is, the quantity is large.

Ye Chen only held five servings by himself, but his bosom was already full and he couldn't put it down.

"My day, you're exaggerating a bit." Turning around, he saw Jiang Xing walking quickly, holding a hill like an exercise book.

"Haha, what a joke." He smiled triumphantly, "Can you do it, do you want to help?"

"Just don't fall yourself." Ye Chen seemed a bit unwilling to admit defeat, and couldn't help speeding up his pace, but Jiang Xing still followed closely behind him, with a look of ease.

"hurry up."

"...you are really fast."

"That's right, walking like flying, if you can't move, give way if you can't walk."

"What are you in a hurry for? It's gone again."

"I'm in a hurry to go to the bathroom! I haven't peed since I woke up this morning!"

"...That's really hard for you."

……

20. School cafeteria

In the morning class, the teachers basically didn't talk about knowledge, but just talked about the general plan for the entire third year of high school.

Although the teachers are different, the words are always roughly the same.

It’s nothing more than repeating things to the students: the current admission rate is much higher than before, and the whole village celebrates every college entrance examination in the 80s, so as to give them a little confidence.

But Wan Qing knew very well that in fact, the entire Class Five, that is, eight students were admitted to junior colleges, and the rest of the technical colleges that had been admitted for two years, and half of them, were those who hadn't been admitted to anything.

"Hey, Wan Qing, do you remember when you graduated, what percentage of the people in our school passed the undergraduate degree?"

"What are you thinking? How many percent?" She put her hands on her cheeks and gave him a big roll of the eyes, "It's only seven or eight people."

"Such an exaggeration? Then that... girl we saw just now, did you pass the exam?"

"She passed the exam."

"You know it so clearly, never forget it."

"Brat, there is no big or small."

"...It's all me, so don't talk about seniority or inferiority, okay?" Ye Chen scratched his head and was about to make another joke when the electric bell rang.

This is a real ringtone, not an electronic one played by a smart device.

——Each classroom has one, and it is hung on the wall to the right of the blackboard. The time is set uniformly, and when the time comes, they will be tapped in unison.

Yes, it is a small copper hammer striking a copper bell, the frequency is so fast that only afterimages can be seen, and the effect is the rapid sound of 'jingle bell'.

"Okay, let's go to eat after class." The teacher on the podium sorted out the handouts and pushed the square-frame glasses that were old, "Don't worry, the sophomores go to the cafeteria 10 minutes later than you, take your time, Don't fall on the road."

"Goodbye, teacher!" Don't get me wrong, those who shout so loud are usually not good students, but the kind of children who are usually very naughty, but relatively, they are always extraordinarily enthusiastic.

"Slow down, slow down, don't be so anxious." The physics class was taught by a teacher Ye Chen was familiar with - he also taught in the first and second grades of high school.

This is an old man who is about to retire, and he is really slow. In the fast-paced educational environment in the future, a teacher like him will slow down the progress. In order to make the students' scores have a real and steady improvement.

Even Wan Qing, who spent more than half a month reading high school physics books, can understand a little bit.

"The teacher is so detailed, you still don't listen well in class." Wan Qing clapped her little hand on Ye Chen's shoulder, "What's the matter with you kid?"

"Why, haven't I been looking at the blackboard?"

"Come on, don't I know that you are traveling in the sky?"

"Cough! I don't understand..."

"Don't talk about it, I can understand it, and the difficulty now is much lower than in the future. You haven't seen how difficult the college entrance examination papers are in the future." Wan Qing crossed her arms, "Today's first three classes It’s all considered relaxation time, and you’re not concentrating even after half a lesson of the fourth class, or reviewing, so what will you do in the future.”

"Afternoon, the class in the afternoon must be good!" Ye Chen's forehead started to sweat.

"Crack." He was suddenly patted on the back of the head, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Xing looking at them with a smile, "Ye Chen, what are you capable of, tell me honestly, when did you hook up, that's what you should do." Have you been sitting at the same table for a long time?"

"Uh...this is my cousin." Ye Chen replied with ease, without any psychological burden.

Although the two are not physically related by blood, but spiritually they are closer than any relatives.

"Fuck, cousin!" Jiang Xing immediately brought the red face full of acne marks closer - not shy, but one with this color, like Guan Yu, "Hey, look, we two Are you a good brother, you..."

"Can you be more serious..." Ye Chen pushed him away awkwardly, "Get up and go eat."

"Hey, I really don't want to eat the food in the cafeteria." Jiang Xing put his arm on his arm skillfully, "Why don't you go to the small shop to buy three fresh Yi noodles today? I treat you!"

Ye Chen was a little moved.

In this day and age, let alone instant noodles, most snacks are rare.

Ordinary people may not eat it once a month at home.

"No." Wan Qing grabbed Ye Chen, "Let's go to the cafeteria."

"The cafeteria doesn't taste good—" Ye Chen was a little reluctant.

"If you paid the money, don't waste it." She squinted at Jiang Xing. Although the height difference between the two was huge, her momentum was not weak at all, "Jiang Xing, you come to eat together."

"Okay...! Then let's eat in the cafeteria!" He changed his words quite readily.

"Hey, Jiang Xing, Ye Chen, you eat in the canteen too!" At this moment, another boy who was as thin as a bamboo pole waved the iron spoon in his hand vigorously, "Wait for me!"

Wan Qing looked at him blankly, but his name couldn't pop up in her mind.

But Ye Chen on the side was extremely enthusiastic: "Yang Zeng!!"

These are two of the best buddies you played in high school.

But after graduation, but gradually lost the news.

In fact, you can still contact, but there is no need to contact again.

This is the case many times in life, there is no vigorous start, and there is no vigorous end.

There may have been ups and downs in the process, but in the end it all ended smoothly.

As we grow older, some people will slowly lose contact...

"Is it really your cousin?" Yang Zuo lowered his voice and whispered in Ye Chen's ear.

This guy is considered relatively tall in the class, with a height of 1.7 meters [-], he can probably be ranked among the top five boys.

It's just that he is dark and thin, and looks malnourished, as if all the nutrients have been used to grow taller.

After so many years, these familiar and unfamiliar names reappeared in her mind, and the memories she thought she had forgotten came back to her heart.

"Cousin Ye Chen, really?" Yang Zeng asked enthusiastically.

It was Wan Qing herself who answered him: "Well, my name is Wan Qing."

"It's a nice name, so the surname is Wan?"

"Correct."

"Damn it, Ye Chen, why didn't you inherit some of your cousin's beauty."

"I'm a big man, why should I inherit her beauty..."

"Don't you know? If a man looks like a woman, he is a beautiful man!"

Jiang Xing interjected: "Then what is a girl's male appearance?"

"Uh... tigress?"

Ye Chen subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Wan Qing.

The two buddies next to him hurriedly coughed as if they were covering.

"Speaking of which, didn't you two bring spoons and chopsticks?" Yang Zeng hugged Jiang Xing's shoulder from the other side. To be honest, even if he wanted to hug him, it was a bit difficult.

"...Ah, it seems that I didn't bring it?"

"No." Wan Qing gave an affirmative answer, "There are some for sale in the cafeteria, just buy one."

"Fifty cents each."

"Just buy it and put it in the classroom." Wan Qing waved her hand, of course she wouldn't say that she forgot because she hadn't been to school for so long.

Yinjiang High School does not need to bring a lunch box, because there is a special plate - but the tableware is not provided for free.

In the first year of high school, there were disposable chopsticks, but in the second year of high school, there were only paid spoons.

Maybe it's to save costs.

After all, when there are free disposable chopsticks to take, some people who are too lazy to wash the dishes will definitely choose the former.

The cafeteria can only be reached through the old-fashioned playground paved with dirt.

"Oh, why is our school cafeteria so far away?" Yang Zeng patted his thigh, "I'm too lazy to move..."