With You

(No.82—No.86)

No.82

The ceremony went smoothly, and all the conferences in this magical country that were "wished a complete success" will eventually be successfully "congratulated for complete success".

In this age, it is not easy to find a certain thing.

There are a lot of famous figures in the literary and political circles, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Only then did I know that Zhenhua had really gone out with many unusual alumni.

They will be invited back to attend the school celebration. But I believe that there are more unknown guys like me. I have only three years of fate with Zhenhua.

The fate with those classmates, perhaps, hasn't even been there for three years, just like the middle school classmates who sat in the same classroom with me, there are always so few, who have not even said anything.

I walked along the edge of the stands and slowly returned to the camp of Class 5.

Looking back from a distance, I can't see if Luo Zhi is still standing under the rostrum. But many years later, I will still remember that moment when we, who were obviously strangers, stood under the rostrum in the sunny morning and caught a rain together, and the silence was also wet.

Zhang Ping let out a sigh of relief when he saw me: "I thought you fell into the toilet, go back to your seat!"

I smiled embarrassedly and sat back in my seat quietly.

No.83

I don't remember anything about that ceremony, except for the sound of the salute, only the simple and beta sitting behind him humming Jolin Tsai's new songs. That year, with the help of Jay Chou, Jolin Tsai transformed and the new album was very popular. I have been hearing "Prague Square" from "Watching My 72 Changes". The two of them sang an album and the school celebration was over.

When he was packing his things and preparing to go back to work, he still unwillingly tilted his head to look at Yu Huai's direction. He finally returned to his usual appearance, and Xu Yanliang and the others giggled and didn't know what they were talking about.

I raised the camera, turned it around for the first time, and took a light shot at myself.

The face is big, and the eyes are narrowed because of the strong sunlight, making it even smaller. Nose and forehead are oily.

A face that you can't help but want to delete.

No.84

After returning to class, Xu Yanliang and other class committee members began to go in and out to prepare for the afternoon class meeting. Some of the remaining classmates had lunch and some went for a walk. Although they are usually good children who spend their time studying at all times, the school celebration is currently , My heart is not without grass.

Today’s school has many big people. Half of the cafeteria is designated as a reception area for back-to-school alumni, and the other half is crowded to death. I didn't want to move, so I sat on my seat and ate bread.

Oh, by the way, do the physics workbook.

At that time, I didn't know what I was wronging, that little heart could pinch out water in my hand.

After thinking about it, it seems that Zhang Ping is the only one who makes me feel warm in the whole class, so I swear that I must study physics.

Of course, thinking is one thing, being able to get the questions right is another.

Halfway through the writing, suddenly the back of the head was bounced.

"Yo yo yo, I have changed my sex, I am so active at ordinary times, why did I change to academic school today? Come and help!"

Yu Huai's face shook my heart.

"It's not that I'm turning my **** alone, who won't change my face, and I'm not a class member, why can I help? I'm familiar with the lines of the stage play, don't worry."

Turned his head and ate the bread.

He hadn't made a sound for a long time, so he probably left.

"Does your family still do work in the horizontal direction of the flat throwing movement?!"

I was so frightened that I turned my head and saw his big face: "Why?" His voice trembled.

He pointed at the first big question on my paper with his index finger: "I said here, the horizontal throwing exercise, the level of work is 0, what do you think?"

I took out the eraser and said, "I see, thank you."

He simply sat next to me, as if he had just finished running, sweating profusely, with a rag in his hand.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay."

"You must be wrong."

"I said I'm fine."

He squinted at me: "Am I messing with you again?"

What does it have to do with you. Yes, you messed with me. Who do you think you are... I thought of N kinds of answers in my heart, and I still can't explain my transformation from a lively girl running wild in the morning to the lifeless and diligent student now.

However, IQ has revived.

"That's right," I took out the camera, "I took a few photos in the morning and snapped them at will. It turned out that there was one of you and a beautiful woman standing with you. You are waiting for me to find it for you. ."

He immediately got excited: "Really? Come on, show me it!"

Then I cried and looked up: "...Why is it gone!"

He yelled: "Fuck me, can you do it, you can lose it if you take a picture, be careful I let you do flat throwing exercises!"

My pretended gossip smirk finally couldn't hold up.

"If I lose a photo, you let me throw it flat?"

He froze for a while, as if he didn't expect me to take it seriously, he waved his hand quickly: "Just kidding, kidding..."

"It's a pity," I tried to pretend to be very sincere, but my tone was downplayed, "That little girl is so beautiful, why can't I find it...Do you know her? Our class?"

He nodded: "Yes, my junior high school classmate, Ling Xiangqian, is in the second class. Ling Xiangqian, Lin Yang and I are in the same class in the High School Affiliated to Normal University."

I seemed to be comforted by his usual tone, and it was not that difficult to pretend to be calm.

"Do you know her? You can't see it in the photo, you are so nervous and you laugh fakely."

To be honest, although a bit vicious.

He was obviously frustrated: "Really?"

"Yes." I was absolutely sure, staring at him.

Yu Huai blushed, touched the back of his head, and smirked: "...Which boy is not nervous when talking to beautiful women... I'm a mortal man..."

No.85

Pretending to be indifferent to induce Yu Huai to tell the content of the conversation with Ling Xiangqian just now has consumed almost all the wisdom accumulated in my 17 years of life experience. For the first time, I discovered that those deliberate deliberations in the original TV series were inspired like this-when you start to be jealous, start to care, start to be jealous...

When you start to like someone.

I kept smiling, as if facing the camera, but the cameraman did not shout "one two three, eggplant", so you can only grin stiffly, endlessly.

Ling Xiangqian came to Yu Huai to inform them about the reunion of the junior high school classmates, and by the way talked a few things about her class and the recent situation of her old classmates scattered in various classes in Zhenhua in the past two months.

"You like her." I wanted to use an interrogative sentence, but when I said it, the tone was sinking, and it became a declarative sentence.

Yu Huai became nervous again and blushed.

I grinned to the biggest corner of my mouth: "Of course, who doesn't like beautiful women. I see, do I need to chase her after her?"

The last sentence seemed to wake him up, and he shook his head hurriedly: "If you like it, you must chase it? I like more people, and there are many different kinds of likes. I still like Sakuragi Flower Road, what do you know! "

I missed a beat in my heart.

"How can liking Ling Xiangqian be the same as liking Yingmu Huadao?" I carefully confirmed.

"Why is it different?" He stretched out his hand and flicked my forehead with great force. "Are you having a fever? Why is something wrong?"

Then I finally laughed.

This time I was really laughing.

In Yu Huai's mind, Ling Xiangqian is just equivalent to a two-dimensional character. I bolded this idea and stamped it in my heart historically.

So life is full of sunshine again.

Zhang Ping, sorry, I'll repay you later.

I closed the physics textbook and asked him, "What are you doing, can I help you?"

He raised his eyebrows and turned to my workbook. "Don't do flat throwing exercises?"

I also turned to the windowsill and said, "You want to do flat throwing exercises..."

He smiled, and handed me the rag: "Come on, help me wipe the blackboard. They want to write artistic words on it."

When I was happily cleaning the blackboard slot, I suddenly felt something was wrong. How come you feel like being tricked?

No.86

The class will be very complete.

In so many days, for the first time, the class 5 students felt a sense of belonging as a whole. I just discovered that, in fact, those students who wear "beer bottle bottoms" and study hard also have a sense of humor and funny spirit.

Our stage play was a great success. When Bai Ma simply carried Han Xu on his back, the whole class was a sensation, and Zhang Ping's mouth was crooked with a smile. Before the most watched kiss scene was staged, I listened to Beta, and finally thought of a good way to deal with this crisis, so I looked forward to it.

As a result, I was so angry that I was so angry.

When Han Xu frowned and closed his eyes and approached Xu Yanliang, who was pretending to be dead, β, who was a crystal coffin, suddenly took a step forward and blocked the faces of two people with a huge white board.

Three characters are written on the whiteboard: mosaic.

...

Later, β was basically buried in mineral water bottles by angry audiences. Only Yu Huai wiped his tears on the side and said, "I am so touched."

I asked him why. He said that because he was standing at the door, it happened to be a place where the mosaic couldn't stop. Only he saw that Han Xu really kissed.

"He has always been very serious. I think I will definitely not be able to pass him in the mid-term exam... It's a lot of pressure," he said.

However, my favorite show is Xu Yanliang and Beta together. It is said that Xu Yanliang pierced through his mouth and asked for β, who had written "musical talent" in the "Specialty" column, to play with him.

β was all green at the time. Xu Yanliang sits behind Jian, β sits in front of Jian, and after the two of them were distorted maliciously in the air, this combination became the result.

An ensemble of flute and guitar.

This is not the strangest. We finally know what β’s musical talent is—the clarinet is a white plastic clarinet for 13 yuan a piece. You can buy it from the old lady at the stalls in front of the primary schools, and they are sold in the city.

"I studied very seriously when I was in elementary school. The music teacher really praised me for my talent. I didn't brag."

Xu Yanliang wanted to chop β into pieces.

In the end, two people with musical talents really joined together to play a familiar and well-known divine comedy-"Lu Binghua".