Rebirth: Growing Up Together

Yu Yu was frightened by him and lowered his head and obediently moved closer to Xu Cheng.

"Come closer!"

Yu Yu moved closer with a look of grievance on his face, and protested in a low voice, "I could hear what was going on there just now..."

"Hey, let's listen to some songs together. We are partners now, so we should rest together."

He didn't care whether Yu Yu agreed or not, and took the initiative to put an earphone into Yu Yu's ear. Just as Yu Yu was about to stop him, beautiful singing began to come out of the earphone.

"Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky."

"Look at the stars, one, two, three and four connected in a line"

The beautiful melody startled Yu Yu slightly, and the dull world seemed to have a touch of color.

Xu Cheng was scratching his back, feeling an itch on the back of his neck, "What is that?"

Yu Yu looked in the direction it was pointing and shouted in panic, "It's a big bug! It crawled into your clothes!"

"Ah?" Xu Cheng stood up in fright.

If he was 20 years younger, he would definitely catch and play with a mere bug. But at his current mental age, if he came into close contact with a bug, the lethality would be immense.

"Don't move. I'll help you catch it. It would be terrible if it bites people."

Perhaps he was too anxious. Yu Yu, who usually spoke eloquently, said a lot of words in a row.

Xu Cheng felt his clothes being lifted up, and Yu Yu's cold little hands moved up from his back, touching his back again and again.

"A little to the left... a little above..."

Because of the clothes, Yu Yu could only rely on Xu Cheng's instructions and her observation of the protruding part of the back to feel for the little bug.

"Caught!"

Yu Yu took out the insect with a look of joy on his face, and handed it to Xu Cheng. Xu Cheng only caught a quick glimpse of a hint of green.

"Look, it's a little praying mantis."

"Gan..."

Xu Cheng was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

"Aren't you afraid? This kind of thing..."

"Hmm." Yu Yu covered his mouth and didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes also relaxed.

Being laughed at...

Xu Cheng was 100% sure that Yu Yu was definitely making fun of him just now.

The two spent the rest of the afternoon finishing the final part, their hands and noses covered in colored chalk dust.

Zhang Tong from the security room came over with a thermos cup, looked at the semi-finished product, spat out a mouthful of tea foam, and nodded in a leadership-like manner.

"Not bad, not bad. I've never seen such a thoughtful blackboard before. Very good."

After spending an afternoon together, Xu Cheng clearly felt that Yu Yu and he had become much closer. At least for now, he was the only one in the school who had Yu Yu's "right to speak".

But at the same time, a question also arose in his mind: why had he never heard of Yu Yu, who was such a good student, when he was in junior high and high school?

It's normal to have no impression of elementary school, but if you had such a top student in junior high and high school, you would never forget it.

Although there are many students who study well in elementary school but not so well in junior high and high school, according to Xu Cheng's judgment of Yu Yu, she should not be one of those who fall...

Monday morning.

Experimental primary school.

Deng Gaoya, a sixth-grader, came to school very early. When he happened to pass by the cultural corner of the East Building, his eyes flashed across it and he could not take his eyes away...

Chapter 52: Hz

The Donglou Cultural Corner is a remote place in the Experimental Primary School, so not many people noticed the content in the cultural corner at the beginning, maybe only a few scattered ones. But after one class, the number of students who came to worship the great god gradually increased.

There were dozens of them after the first class, but by the second class, there were hundreds of them. They were packed in three layers inside and three layers outside. The short ones had to stand on tiptoe to squeeze forward, but could only look at the countless backs of heads in front of them in despair.

Such scenes often appear at the airport where fans pick up their idols, or at sales conferences promoting the efficacy of a certain drug, at music festivals, concerts, and autograph sessions... but they should not appear in this cultural corner that was created just for formalism.

What a coincidence, the flag-raising ceremony was right after the second class. The extremely familiar melody of "March" echoed in the campus. According to convention, each class had to assemble in five minutes. Students should be lined up in front of the flagpole, wearing bright red scarves on their chests.

But today's queue was visibly short of people. The dean's face instantly turned cold, and the principal next to him frowned in dissatisfaction.

It was not difficult to find out where the students had gone. The dean of studies gave the answer in just a few words. He rushed to the cultural corner with a thermos cup in his hand and scolded the group of children for being ignorant and standing around instead of going to the flag-raising ceremony. A few students in the back row ran away, but the crowd did not disperse.

If it were just one or two children, they would be scared after hearing a few words from him, but as the saying goes, three people make a tiger, they have gathered into a large group and they don't pay any attention to him at all.

"This... isn't this our class's blackboard newspaper? Who made this? It's so awesome!"

"Why do I feel so sad after reading this? Such sad content."

"Stay away, don't damage it!"

"let me see!"

The noisy crowd forked out a path in the middle due to the dean's hard work. When he reached the blackboard and saw the content on it, he was also stunned for several seconds.

"No wonder..."

During the third class, the head teacher Zhu Ziqian walked into the classroom of Grade 4 Class 2. The noisy classroom suddenly became quiet. She looked around the classroom and finally her eyes stopped on Jiang Yulu.

"Jiang Yulu, who made our class blackboard newspaper last week?"

Jiang Yulu, who was called, stood up, with the corners of her mouth rising uncontrollably.

“It’s Yu Yu.”

Hearing this name, the expression on Zhu Ziqian's face changed again and again. Jiang Yulu saw it and felt a sense of satisfaction as if a great revenge had been taken.

Huh, teacher, is this the good student you want us to be? It seems to be just like that.

However, Zhu Ziqian's next words caught her off guard. "This issue of the bulletin board is very well done. In the meeting just now, the principal personally selected our class as this week's civilized class. I hope that all students can follow Yu Yu's example and work hard to bring honor to the class in all aspects."

There was thunderous applause and cheers in the class. The students twisted their heads and searched for a long time before they found Yu Yu, whose half head was hidden under the table.

Although they don't mention it, in fact every student attaches great importance to class honor in their heart. However, no one expected that the transfer student who didn't fit in with everyone would quietly bring such a great gift to the class.

"It's been a few weeks since our class received a civilization class?"

"This time, it's all thanks to Yu Yu..."

"It was actually made by Yu Yu? Just after class, Li Fang and I went to see it. It was so beautiful!"

Yu Yu, who was promoted from an unknown person in the class to a hero in an instant, felt quite uncomfortable. He buried his head in the table with a blushing face.

Xu Cheng looked at the scene with a smile, and was inexplicably reminded of the fact that ostriches would bury their heads in the ground when they were scared. Then looking at Yu Yu beside him, it seemed particularly funny.

The only one who felt that something was wrong was Jiang Yulu. Why did it feel like the plot development was completely different from the script she had written? Did something go wrong?

However, what was even more surprising was yet to come. When Zhu Ziqian asked in surprise whether Yu Yu had completed it alone, the usually taciturn Yu Yu suddenly stood up and shook his head vigorously.

Her voice was trembling with fear, her hands clenched into fists, and she seemed to use up all her strength to say the few words, "Xu Cheng drew it, and I wrote the words..."

The sound was subtle, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

All eyes in the classroom were suddenly turned to the "he" that Yu Yu mentioned, while Xu Cheng just sat in his seat calmly, as if nothing had happened.

There was another commotion in the class. Only Li Qiuyang had an expression as if he had expected this. That ordinary boy who was usually friendly in class and had average grades, turned out to be a brilliant talent once he made a move.

Jiang Yulu waited for the get out of class to end on pins and needles. She really wanted to see for herself what had happened. What great work had been inadvertently led to by her little girl's revenge?

The bell for the end of get out of class had just rung, and almost the entire school had gathered in front of the cultural corner to watch.

As she struggled to make her way through the crowded crowd, she finally waited until the head blocking the way in front of her moved away. In the middle of the dark gap, a magnificent picture suddenly appeared, as if it had opened up.

Tranquility, depth, sadness and loneliness make people meditate on the May breeze blowing across the lake, whales singing in the depths of the sea, and the stars shining in the universe.

Amid the crowd's shove, Jiang Yulu couldn't help but take a few steps forward. Her vision became clearer, and she could finally see the entire poster at a glance...

That is a big fish swimming in the blue ocean.

In an instant, Jiang Yulu felt as if an electric current was spreading from his spine and limbs all the way to the top of his forehead. A numbing feeling exploded from the center of his scalp, and along with the strong impact of the big fish in front of him, it spread to his head like dense ripples.

It was as if a huge wave rose up to a height of ten thousand feet and swept her away, drowning her in the deep blue ocean. Then, the huge fish that almost spanned the entire blackboard came truly to life. In front of that enormous body, the first thing it felt was its own insignificance, but it did not care at all. It just swam in the deep sea at the speed of a thousand miles, singing its own whale song.

If the picture gives life to this blackboard newspaper, then the content truly gives it a soul. The beautiful colorful handwriting is like a preface to this lonely ocean.

"A famous Zen monk asked: What does the sound of a hand clapping sound like?"

"The answer is: it resonates at 52 Hz."

"In 1992, a whale with a strange cry was detected in the waters of the northern Pacific Ocean."

"Some people poetically call the sounds made by whales whale songs, which are the way whales communicate with each other."

"The vocalization frequency of ordinary whales is generally between 15 Hz and 40 Hz, but the vocalization frequency of this whale is 52 Hz, so people named it the 52 Hz whale, also known as Alice."

"For more than 20 years, Alice has never been with other whales. She has been swimming alone in the endless ocean. Because she is the only whale in the world that sings at this frequency, other whales cannot understand or even hear the sound she makes."

"It is the loneliest whale in the world."

Jiang Yulu's chest kept rising and falling, and her pupils were shaking violently. Like countless other people, under the tsunami-like impact of this scene, she seemed to have turned into the lonely whale, seeing herself at a certain moment when she was not understood.

Every child has been lonely at one time or another, and how could there be a lack of lonely moments in future life?

I ate at a buffet alone, but when I came back to pick up the food, I found that the plate had been taken away by the waiter. I went to buy a drink alone, but the second drink was half price. I took a bus alone and had to drag my luggage to the toilet. I even watched Makoto Shinkai's movies alone, from Your Name to Lingya Journey...

Alice, who sang the 52 Hz whale song in the deep sea, let everyone see the loneliness deep in their hearts.

Childhood will fade away with the songs, and the spring of 02 will eventually become a bubble in the memories of countless people.

Many years later, when the students of Experimental Primary School have been replaced by one batch after another, those who have graduated for many years and are now in various corners of society, when they recall their childhood, always think of the big fish swimming in the cultural corner.

Jiang Yulu would be amused by her own childish behavior in childhood.

Yu Yu will always remember that flower rain season with the fragrance of peach blossoms, when a figure descended from the sky and saved himself.

That memory was deeply engraved in the most beautiful time. The whale named Alice not only adapted to the situation, but also encouraged every lonely heart.

a few days later.

"Legend has it that the Sea King wanted to submerge the continent, so the whale made a deal with the Sea King to save humanity, willing to sacrifice its own loneliness for a lifetime in exchange for a few pieces of land for humanity. That's why the whale's voice is lonely."

"Where did you see so many stories?"

Lin Wanzhou took the tissue that Xu Cheng handed to her and wiped the corners of her eyes. "Xu Cheng, can you please not let Alice be so lonely? Every time I think about it, I feel so sad."

Xu Cheng was stunned. "Well, I don't have that ability, but..."

He stood up, recalling the fragments of memory from the future.

"Maybe one day, we can hear the same 52 Hz whale song in the ocean. Maybe Alice will teach her song to other whales. Maybe she will no longer be lonely..."

Chapter 25 The only "life-saving straw"

The 52 Hz bulletin board is like a little boy named Xu Cheng who sold toys in kindergarten a few years ago and later became a legend on campus.

This interesting event, which was enough to become a wonderful childhood experience, made Lin Wanzhou, who had just returned from her grandmother's house, feel extremely regretful that she had missed that period of time and was unable to participate.

At night, Xu Cheng overheard the conversation between his parents in the living room again. He Ying was not in a good mood, and complained with a frown that work had not been going well these days.

Recently, Gao Manman has been attacked by many people because of the strained relationship between her and her husband. However, family matters have taken up too much of her energy, and now she has little energy left for work, let alone dealing with the open and covert attacks from the unit.

During the four years, He Ying and Gao Manman had a close relationship because of their mutual appreciation. They were like-minded in the unit and could be said to belong to the same faction with common interests.

As the saying goes, when one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer. Gao Manman had a bad reputation, so He Ying, who was very close to her, would naturally be implicated. This caused He Ying's deputy section chief position, which was originally a sure thing, to be put on hold again and again.

Seeing his wife's sad face, Xu Jianghe gently said that it didn't matter, and advised He Ying not to put too much pressure on herself and just live a good life.

Xu Cheng was so angry that he stomped his feet in the bedroom. "Dad, it's fine if you just lie down, but you even want to drag Mom to lie down with you!"

Xu Cheng's original idea was to wait until his mother got promoted, and then use the disparity between the strong woman and the weak man in the family to stimulate his father and remind him of the ambitious self he was in the technical department. However, he did not expect that his mother's promotion would be hindered now.

This involves the relationship between Lin Wanzhou's parents. How to break the deadlock?

late at night.

Xu Cheng was lying on the bed, holding an old book in his hands, reciting the test points of history for the high school entrance examination.

"The Baijing people are primitive humans living in Baijing Zhoukoudian... The Baijing people have learned to use natural fire..."