When He Smiles

On the day of the Games, it was extremely hot.

Meng Shengnan wears a little special, short-sleeved trousers. Qi Qiao's long jump was on the second day, saying that today is her on call. Meng Shengnan laughed, and the two in the stands looked down and chatted. Qi Qiao tugged at her school uniform pants in disgust, "It's as wide as a sack, why don't you wear shorts?"

She looked down, thought about it, and said, "I'm afraid of getting tanned."

"cut."

Meng Shengnan smiled, his gaze swept across the plastic playground and then turned back, sweeping from the left and right sides of the stands.

Qi Qiao patted her: "Who are you looking for?"

"No, just take a look."

Qi Qiao said with a heart and soul: "If you have a game, don't try to be strong, do you know?"

Meng Shengnan nodded.

The Wen (1) class suddenly became lively, and after a few classes, they could still hear their chuckles. Meng Shengnan looked sideways. The girl was dressed in fluorescent short-sleeved shorts. Qi Qiao suddenly came over and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it pretty?"

Meng Shengnan said ‘um’.

"I heard the girls in the class say that she and Chi Zheng are ready and call Zhao Yourong. Tsk tsk, the **** are really big, and they are well-deserved."

"What?" she asked.

Qi Qiao smiled slyly: "Tolerance is great."

It took a while for Meng Shengnan to react, "Does my mouth accumulate merit?"

Qi Qiao held back a smile: "Sorry."

Meng Shengnan smiled and looked at Qi Qiao.

"Are you envious?"

"It's kind of, boys almost like girls with big breasts."

"Song Jiashu is not." Meng Shengnan was serious.

"Screw you."

Meng Shengnan smiled, and Qi Qiao looked at her carefully after finishing talking.

"what's happenin?"

"Nan Nan, in fact, you don't wear makeup just like this, I think I look better than her."

"It's beauty in the eyes of our lovers." Meng Shengnan said.

"No, the more you look, the better."

"Suddenly praise my peace so much?"

"Hui Zhilanxin."

Meng Shengnan: "..."

The two chatted, the timekeeper had already shot, and the 100-meter relay began. The students in the audience were shouting, and the voices were full. Meng Shengnan put his chin on his legs, slowly getting a little tired, sweating from his forehead. The sun is like fire, and there is no wind at all.

She came up a little bit tired and held on.

After the 30-meter-long relay race, the teacher walked to the stage to greet them. Meng Shengnan staggered when she got up, Qi Qiao quickly helped her and asked, "Is it all right?"

She shook her head.

"I was scared to death." Qi Qiao patted his chest.

Meng Shengnan smiled and walked to the playing field.

The 29 girls will be there in a while. Everyone is a little nervous, and their comfort and friendship are the first. Meng Shengnan glanced over, all wearing bright sportswear with beautiful ponytails. She seems to be the only one with short hair and school pants.

"Yourong, won't your boyfriend come to see you?"

The girl smiled, "He said he would come to see it."

Meng Shengnan's heart suddenly tightened.

After a few minutes, it's ready to be in place. With a gunshot, she just felt like everyone was overwhelmed by the torrent. She runs very slowly, very slowly. From the stands, Qi Qiao shouted heartbreakingly. Meng Shengnan kept running in the countdown, she half-opened her eyes to look ahead. Zhao Yourong has always maintained the first place, brave and heroic.

My stomach is already aching.

Under the big sun, even breathing burned. She was breathing non-stop, and the wind was very close in her ears. My eyes can hardly be opened, the shoes seem to be filled with lead, and the heavier he runs as he runs. There was already a girl behind her surpassing her, slowly, farther and farther.

It was almost 20,000 meters after running out, and many people could no longer run, but Meng Shengnan was still behind.

She was one lap from Zhao Youtolerance. In the stands, the shouts continued unabated. After a long distance, she could still hear Qi Qiao's voice. She moved slowly, looking like she was already walking.

After running to Li (1○), she heard someone shouting.

"Chi Zheng, here!"

With sweat flowing, Meng Shengnan blinked, his eyes hurt, and so did his stomach. She didn't dare to turn her head to look, just lowered and slowly moved forward in a snail-like manner. Someone over there has a loud voice, "Zhao Yourong has always been the number one, not bad."

"Love is powerful." A person echoed by the side.

The broadcast is reporting on the current 30000 meters race, she is too far behind. The voice is getting farther and farther, vaguely. She didn't hear any more sounds, and she ran forward, and she ran forward.

Later, Qi Qiao said that she seemed to be stunned and desperate at that time.

Sweat ran into her eyes, and she felt that she could see the wind. With shouts from all directions cheering and screaming, she kept running. Until the end, but there is no time to breathe in the future, he has no strength to fall down. The moment she closed her eyes, she saw Qi Qiao running towards her.

It seems that I slept for a long time, but it is not like it.

When he opened his eyes, Qi Qiao almost cried: "Wake up, wake up."

She then discovered that she was lying in the school infirmary, only the two of them.

Meng Shengnan twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"Are you still smiling?" Qi Qiao pretended to be angry.

Meng Shengnan pursed her dry lips, "I'm fine."

"I really want to hit you, don't you know that your aunt is coming?"

Meng Shengnan: "I know."

"Then you still run?"

"Everything ran away."

"I remember you are the last few days of the month, why are you here so early this time?"

Meng Shengnan smiled and said, "On the matter of the past few days, how can it be so accurate."

Qi Qiao sighed, "But don't worry, it was checked by a female doctor."

Meng Shengnan was a little bit sunk.

"At that time, it was enough to run like that. You had to fight for the first place. Do you think you are satisfied now?"

She didn't react for a while.

"What did you just say?"

"Is that satisfied?"

"No, the last sentence."

"At that time, it was enough to run like that, I have to fight—"

Halfway through Qi Qiao's words, Meng Shengnan interrupted: "Am I first?"

"Yes, you forgot?"

Meng Shengnan sat up half-supported and muttered, "Really?"

"You're all like this, do I have such a lack of heart."

"and then?"

"Then the physical education teacher came here on your back."

"Oh, by the way, the one who has been running the first place since-the one you mentioned before-is called Zhao Yourong?"

In a word, it was said intermittently.

"She, I heard that she couldn't run in the end, and she was taken away by her boyfriend. It was Chi Zheng. Just now your monitor and classmates came to see you, the girl in your class is called Xue Lin, right? She said that she was in the stands at the time. The above exploded, and I can't wait for myself to be rich."

Qi Qiao said, "I know this."

"Oh." Meng Shengnan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought that maybe there was a glimmer of hope that he would notice, even if it was only a cent. But no. I didn't get a prize for the composition, okay next time. So like a person, it seems that there is no order. If you don't like it, you don't like it. If you don't care, you don't care.

"What time is it?" she asked.

Qi Qiao looked at his watch, "At five o'clock, you slept for more than an hour."

After resting for a while, Qi Qiao took her home by bicycle. There was still a game going on in the playground, and the shouts were louder than ever. When I got home, that energy had been relieved a lot, but my abdomen was still aching. Shengdian knew that she couldn't bear to say more, but still criticized her a few words, and Meng Shengnan accepted it obediently.

The result was another high fever that night.

After several days of fake slings, all three meals were liquid food. Even the long-distance running award ceremony was led by the monitor on his behalf, and she won the honor for Wen (4). Meng Shengnan didn't expect it to be like this at all. Qi Qiao wanted to find the person who was secretly tricking him, but Meng Shengnan stopped him. If it's over, let's turn it over.

What Qi Qiao often said later became: "There is a kind of spirit called Meng Shengnan."

It's not that I didn't get anything. After a long time, my familiar classmates would talk about it.

Xue Lin asked her one day: "How can I win the first place?"

She was holding her chin with her palm, and after thinking for a while, she said, "I really forgot. I just want to finish running quickly."

After the sports meeting, everything is slowly returning to calm, and nothing has changed. Meng Shengnan focused on the questions, and the Queen Xiong doubled the three-year simulation five-year college entrance examination one after another. When encountering a problem, I still find Fu Song, although his answer is always so philosophical.

One day a few weeks later, she was doing math.

When the parabola meets the function, Meng Shengnan has a headache. Nie Jing happened to be doing the same question, and the two asked Fu Song together.

The boy thought for ten minutes before he solved the answer.

"It's too difficult." Nie Jing said.

Fu Song's voice was faint: "This question is a little bit superb, just understand it."

Meng Shengnan nodded.

Nie Jing asked: "Will there be such a question in the exam?"

Fu Song raised his eyes: "Do not rule out."

"How do you know?" Meng Shengnan asked.

Fu Song smiled slightly and looked at her: "Goldbach guesses you?"

Meng Shengnan shook his head.

Fu Song said: "Anything is possible."

Nie Jing pursed her lips and glanced at the boy.

Xue Lin stopped writing and inserted a sentence: "At the same table, it will be a pity that you will not be a philosopher in the future."

Meng Shengnan smiled.

Fu Song didn't speak any more, and lowered his head to do the question again.

Xue Lin stuck out her tongue at him, then handed the notebook she wrote to Meng Shengnan, "You help me think about it, what's the next sentence?"

Meng Shengnan didn't know what to say, so he took a look.

"what is this?"

"Lyrics book."

She couldn't help turning a few pages, it was all lyrics.

"Remember?"

In 2000, Ren Xianqi Yiqu The End of the World is in full swing. What dreams are in dreams, dreams of people in dreams. Dreaming of not being blown away like the wind-the next sentence should be, Meng Shengnan thought for a while and said: "The empty sky can't accommodate a smile, and it hurts so much."

"It seems to be this sentence?" After speaking, she asked Xue Lin.

"That's right." The girl took the notebook and wrote it down immediately.

It was always like that back then, there were a lot of lyrics and sentences. A classmate took the novel and put it in the pocket of his desk, keeping his eyes on the hand during and after class. At that time, all kinds of story meetings were spread throughout the classroom, and even a small hole was dug on the desktop. In class, they pretended to read the book but aimed at the ghost story in the book.

Meng Shengnan's life is very peaceful.

Sometimes when I eat in the cafeteria, I always see the tall and thin figure. She pretended to lower her head, then looked around and looked around after a while. Time flies quickly, and the review is also tense. There are waves of mock exams copied from various schools.

In early June, Qi Qiao celebrated his birthday.

She went to the gift shop to buy gifts and met him and a girl face to face. Suddenly he was so nervous, he quickly lowered his head and pretended to be picking something. The girl is Zhao Yourong, with a sweet voice, "I like that little bear, you buy it for me."

He snorted: "I am not childish."

"I don't care, I have to."

"Sure, it's OK to buy."

The girl snuggled him and smiled coquettishly.

Meng Shengnan walked out of the gift shop without turning his head to look. It was sultry outside, she wandered on the street alone. Later, I bought gifts and went to Qi Qiao's house. Qi Qiao had just washed her hair and changed into a white knee-length skirt.

"What are you doing in such a beautiful dress?"

Qi Qiao smiled, "Of course it is to seduce people."

"cut."

Qi Qiao combed a simple haircut to show her, "How is it?"

"Okay."

"What's okay?"

Meng Shengnan smiled, "Anyway, you are beautiful in Song Jiashu's eyes."

"Thank you sisters, I love to hear that."

"Promise."

Qi Qiao just cared about happiness, "By the way, where's the gift?"

Meng Shengnan took it out of her pocket and gave it to her.

"Why do you have such a thick-skinned face, how can anyone ask for gifts?"

"Excuse me, I haven't gone out today, so I don't have a skinny face."

"cut."

Qi Qiao smirked: "Hurry up."

Meng Shengnan also smiled, "Now, sisters, happy birthday."

"Wow, when are you so young?" Qi Qiao took the two sea blue earrings and smiled: "It's so suitable, it matches my skirt. Meng Shengnan, when do you give yourself a little bit of this vision?"

Meng Shengnan shrugged: "I'll be at the annual meeting in my lifetime."

"Play the piano to the cow."

That night, Qi Qiao and Song Jiashu went to the movies. When they were in middle school, they all yearned to be loved. It was a state where there was more than family affection but not enough love. Every girl at the age of sixteen or seven years old will still yearn after hearing the old-fashioned prince and princess story, and there are few exceptions. Later that day, Meng Shengnan went to the Plaza Bookstore alone and returned home until dark, and waited for her when the ceremony was ready. At that time, the sky was already full of stars.

The grand ceremony at the dinner table remembered and said: "You have a call this afternoon, from Nanjing."

Meng Shengnan said ‘oh’.

After eating and going to QQ, Meng Shengnan turned on the Walkman and put on his headphones.

Zhou Ningzhi sent a message to ask her about her recent situation.

Meng Shengnan said, on the 7th college entrance examination, everything went well.

Zhou Ningzhi was offline, so she backed out.

On the 7th and 8th, they took a few days off in the examination room for the third year of high school. Meng Shengnan went to his grandmother's house in Hangzhou, and took a walk every day to practice calligraphy with his grandfather. Perhaps it is because of poor immunity, unaccustomed to the first time, coupled with the stress of studying. After returning from Hangzhou, my face started to have acne.

That year was a sophomore year, and it was fleeting.

Throughout the summer vacation, Meng Shengnan didn't go out much and kept drinking Chinese medicine at home. Zhou Ningzhi was admitted to Fudan Economics, and Zhang Yiyan was also admitted to Shanghai. They called out to make an appointment, but Meng Shengnan couldn't find all kinds of reasons to refuse.

Qi Qiao comforted her: "This is called beautiful acne, right?"

Meng Shengnan rolled his eyes.

Qi Qiao said: "There is a spirit called Meng Shengnan, do you always know this?"

Meng Shengnan just laughed.