i was my mistake

"Huh? Okay, what's up?" Ye Chen scratched his head vigorously, but was dragged by Wan Qing.

She whispered in his ear: "Okay, okay, Zhao Jinyu's insight is very keen, and we can't tell the real situation, so let her continue to misunderstand."

"...Uh..." He finally came to his senses, "It's also... okay."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jinyu smiled and brushed the hair on his ears, and reached out to Ye Chen, "Let's get to know each other again, Ye Chen."

"Hello……"

"From now on we are sisters."

"...OK." He replied reluctantly.

Wan Qing at the side held back her laughter, her body trembled, but finally she didn't really laugh out loud.

"By the way, do you have your own female name? Well, although the name Ye Chen seems to be used by both boys and girls..."

"No……"

"I named him Ye Qing." Wan Qing followed up solemnly.

"It's not very feminine." Zhao Jinyu really thought about a girl's name for him for a while, "How about Ye Qianmeng? For a nickname, you can call it Qianqian or Mengmeng, both of which sound nice."

"No need, no need..." Ye Chen had goosebumps all over his body, "Just call Ye Chen..."

"Yeah, Ye Chen is the most suitable name for him." Wan Qing said half-jokingly and half-seriously, then turned and walked towards the stairs, "Okay, let's go downstairs."

"Sister Ye Chen..."

"Don't call me sister!!" Ye Chen yelled in panic and embarrassment.

"...Oh, yes, this is a school, it can't be called that."

"No, it's not this question..."

"If you want to, shouldn't you like to be treated like a girl?"

"Uh……"

"He's still a little embarrassed." Wan Qing said sarcastically, "I should get used to it in the future."

"Well! You will get used to it slowly."

"Don't... at least don't do this recently..." Ye Chen felt that his fragile masculine self-esteem had been hit hard.

Wan Qing gloated and laughed all the way, attracting the attention of many students.

Today's school gate is empty, there are no stalls, only an old man squatting on the ground, with four open plastic bags in front of him, all of which are dried flowers that are still covered with dust.

"Hey, little comrade, do you want to take a look? This is Mao Laojiao's (very) special flower lek in the desert. It will come back to life when soaked in water."

Seeing such a warm greeting from the other party, Ye Chen was a little embarrassed and immediately moved his feet.

He glanced back at Wan Qing who was walking with Zhao Jinyu from behind, and couldn't help but stop and ask, "What kind of flower? It's so amazing."

"The flower of life!" The uncle immediately became interested, and even said in very standard Mandarin, "It means spring on a dead tree, very good, very good flower!"

"What are you doing?" Wan Qing walked over, tilting her head and squinting, "Desert dried flowers..."

"A flower with strong vitality... I heard from him that it is like this, why don't you buy one? It's also a good sign, such as the dead tree is in spring, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright..."

"How much?" Wan Qing immediately asked the price.

"Three yuan a flower."

"It's so expensive..." Ye Chen pouted.

"Well... let's buy one." Wan Qing didn't even blink her eyes.

"Hey, aren't you wasting money?"

"It's a good omen." Wan Qing smiled faintly, "Even if it's just to let myself see some hope."

"Uh... um."

"I want one too." Zhao Jinyu next to him never let go of these novel and interesting things.

"Okay, okay, what color do you want? This one is red when it blooms, and this one is purple..." Even though they all look the same in the eyes of others, the old man can tell different colors.

And this flower, to be honest, doesn't look good, it's dry, which makes people seriously doubt whether it can survive.

Perhaps buying it is to expect it to bring miracles to your life when it is in full bloom.

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Today's ten updates have been completed.

54. Mid-Autumn Festival

Friday, May 1996, 9.

Because it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I deliberately leave school half a day early today.

Not even lunch was provided.

At noon, the sun was still shining brightly, so the big iron gate was opened, allowing the students to run out of the school freely.

Wan Qing, who hasn't gone to school for a long time, has gradually adapted to campus life in the past month, regaining the feeling that school is like a prison.

So when I walked out at noon, I felt that the air outside was extraordinarily fresh.

"The air today is really fresh..." Ye Chen took a deep breath, "Isn't it, Wan Qing?"

"Hmm... because the factory is on holiday today, right?" Wan Qing laughed, pointing to the huge chimney not far away, where there was no billowing smoke as usual.

"Yes..."

Today's sky has become extraordinarily blue because of this.

"The number of factories is gradually decreasing... Maybe it's a good thing." He suddenly said with a smile.

"Maybe."

"This is a necessary sacrifice." Ye Chen nodded vigorously.

"It's just that they didn't sacrifice on their heads." She squinted at him, "Every time the victims are sacrificed, aren't they all ordinary people? If you really want to look so long-term, why don't you come first?"

"Our martyrs are not..."

"Martyrs are martyrs, they are them."

Ye Chen coughed twice in embarrassment, turned his head and pretended to be looking at the scenery.

He couldn't say no to Wan Qing, but he didn't agree with her thoughts. If he continued talking, there might be a quarrel, and he didn't want that, so he simply avoided the topic.

Talking about those things is not good for life, even if what she said is true, it's better to pretend that they don't exist.

Knowing less is sometimes a good thing.

At least it won't affect your mood.

"Squad leader." A girl came up to say hello very politely. She is the study committee member of Class [-]. She is good at physics and biology, but not so good at other subjects—except for Chinese, she often does not. pass.

But even so, the fifth class can be regarded as the group with better academic performance.

And her learning attitude is really good, very hardworking and diligent.

But sometimes, people's talents may really be limited—even if many people say that they don't need talents at all in high school.

Indeed, if time is infinite, talent is useless.

But it's a pity that in a limited time, talent is able to widen the gap.

In addition, there are very few learning skills in this era, and everyone is thinking about it by themselves, or memorizing it by rote.

Thanks to Zhao Jinyu's experience, otherwise Wan Qing and Ye Chen's grades in each subject might not even pass.

School is over early today because of the exam. Yesterday I took the exam for a day, and today I took the exam for half a day. After returning from the Mid-Autumn Festival and two weekends, I will know how my academic performance is this month.

"Shen Huijuan, have you gone back?"

"I'm going downtown today."

"Take the bus?"

"Ah."

"alright, bye."

"Goodbye." She smiled and waved her hands, and walked towards the bus stop.

As a class monitor, it is inevitable to communicate with people, and there will be circles when communicating with people, so she inevitably entered the small circle of girls. Although she is not very interested in these things, she doesn't mind talking more with everyone Get familiar with it.

Those names that were forgotten in memory have also been slowly remembered in the past half a month.

Speaking of which, there is a girl who is good at mathematics, and it is convenient to ask for advice at school. There is also a boy who is good at three subjects of science, but not so good at mathematics...

These are available resources.

Of course, it’s not just a simple use. If the other party wants to learn, you can also help others with English tutoring.

Anyway, it is better to have a skill than nothing.

At this time, she inexplicably thought of a sentence from Three Body - Forward, forward by whatever means.

Most people are too mediocre, and only by unscrupulous means can they step on others to climb up.

The higher you go, the fresher the air; the higher you go, the better your life; the more you go, the more choices you get.

She doesn't want to live those days anymore, so she has a lot of motivation to control her own destiny.

Of course, if these thoughts are told to Ye Chen, I am afraid that he will be refuted again...

Tsk, this kid's thinking is too naive and naive, people are meant to use each other...

Wan Qing was distracted when suddenly a small hand swayed gently in front of her. It wasn't a girl, but Ye Chen whose neck couldn't even see her Adam's apple—his hand seemed to have shrunk quite a bit. Already feel almost as slender as a girl.

"Hey, why don't you sit up, let's go, let's go home and cook."

"Well... Dad can finally have a lunch today."

"Well, he probably doesn't care, does he?"

"Although two meals are almost enough..."

Zhao Jinyu, who was stepping on the bicycle, asked excitedly: "Can I go to Wanwan's house for dinner today? I want to help~"

"no problem."

"Well! What are you doing today?"

"Today... let's try that." Wan Qing recalled the sweet and sour lotus root that she had failed to make in her mind. Although she failed, she still remembered the recipe clearly. have."

"Lotus root, what about autumn food?"

"That's right, no matter how advanced the greenhouse technology is now, eating seasonal vegetables will always taste the best and be the freshest." Wan Qing put her hands in her pockets, "By the way, let's make another stewed fish..."

"Such a difficult dish, is it okay?" Ye Chen had already stepped on the pedal, and the bicycle moved forward slowly.

"Why, question my skills?"

"Ahem... no, just, let me ask, after all, I haven't seen you do it before..."

"Everything always needs to be tried. Summarize experience, accumulate failures, find problems, and then do better. If you dare not take the first step, how can you succeed later?"

"how about you."

"...shut up." Wan Qing knew that Ye Chen was not talking about cooking, but about her life, so her tone was somewhat impatient and awkward, "Ride your car."

"Okay, let's speed up!"

"Wait for me!" Soon, Zhao Jinyu shouted because he couldn't catch up.

Although her riding skills have improved a bit recently and she is no longer so wobbly, but if she wants to compare Ye Chen's speed, she must buy a professional variable speed bicycle.

This kid has unlimited energy now, and he can step on the pedal to produce afterimages, even often surpassing the relatively simple electric cars of this era.

How humble is it?

Probably the shape is the same as that of a bicycle, except that an additional battery is installed under the seat to drive the motor that is not very powerful.

"Speaking of which, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, we don't seem to have bought mooncakes, right?" Ye Chen chatted while taking a rest while waiting for Zhao Jinyu.