With You

(No.269—No.272)

No.269

I climbed onto the rooftop of the administration building with Jian Jian and β. The iron door that hadn't been opened for a long time could only open a narrow one, and we squeezed in sideways, rubbing the dust of our school uniform.

β said that she thinks the graduation ceremony from this angle is the best.

The college entrance examination for another year is over. When the group of people on the playground leaves, we will be the third year of high school.

After two years, we finally stood at the peak of Zhenhua's power.

This feeling is very strange. I used to be so scared of this monster. When I checked in, I felt like an absent-minded tourist every time I took a photo. I know how many catties I have and how famous it is. Before it discovers my details, I must first reject it psychologically.

Today, however, I can tell the taxi driver that I belong to Zhenhua. I don’t feel guilty because of my performance, and I can also accept the driver’s compliments to Zhenhua. I'm sorry to praise and have honor, and to slander the same enemy.

I am already a senior in Zhenhua.

The agenda of this kind of ceremony is always complicated and lengthy. All I care about is the matter of Senior Sister Luo Zhi as a flag-raiser.

She still ranks first in the college entrance examination. Simplicity and β learned that I have always known such a great arts **** but still squandered after the fifth class. They both said that I must have been kicked by a donkey in my head.

"If you go to study essays, you will be covered by a great god. How can you be able to take a good place to take the exam? What do you think about staying here to learn?"

It is really unreasonable to be trained by β who treats life more hastily than me.

Yu Huai snatched the words back in time to show his innocence: "This is really a problem of aptitude. I'm already good enough. I have been cultivating her at close range for two years, but I haven't gotten it through!"

The result became all of them hahahahaha.

"Is that the one?" β pointed to the girl standing on the raised flag.

I squinted: "It's too far to see clearly, what broken place you chose."

"In order to focus on the overall situation! You can't be an official in the future." β disdain.

Soon, the voice of the director in the speaker confirmed our guess. The flag-raiser is Luo Zhi.

"What about Sheng Huainan? Is the other boy on the flag-raising platform Sheng Huainan?" Simply, she doesn't care about the great humanities, she only cares about handsome guys.

"No, that name was not mentioned on the radio." I shook my head.

"Oh." He simply dropped his shoulders and said nothing.

β is much more informed: "It seems that Sheng Huainan missed the exam this time and didn't get the first place. But it doesn't matter. If the exam is broken, you should still enter where to enter, not to mention that I heard that he was recommended six months ago. Chance."

The whole ceremony was extremely boring. The three of us thought we could motivate ourselves by observing the passionate youth of our predecessors and cheer for the upcoming senior year of high school. Unexpectedly, the process was so unremarkable.

The only bright spot is that Luo Zhi turned out to be a flag-raiser.

I don’t know what she was nervous about. She raised the national flag like a rabbit and jumped to the top of the flagpole. The audience laughed, and the three of us laughed together.

"People who have studied well seem to be a little physically uncoordinated," Beta said, "Look at your senior sister, the flag raising is not good."

I naturally want to find the scene for my senior sister: "The national flag is not raised in the college entrance examination."

"Let's go, let's go back to class, I want to have papers and I haven't finished it yet, so I'll talk about exercises in the afternoon." Simple has gone back.

β and I looked at each other.

Asking to simply come out to watch the graduation ceremony of the third year is also hoping that she can be distracted. The third year is coming, and she must cheer up.

But this unremarkable ceremony disappointed both me and β, let alone inspiring and simple. The atmosphere was not full of enthusiasm at all, and the senior high school seniors on the playground were calm as if this was just a flag-raising ceremony that was the same as usual.

β said that they had just learned the results of the college entrance examination and had not yet applied for their volunteers. When the fate is uncertain, who is in the mood to commemorate youth.

I know.

The feeling of time needs to be leisurely. Those who are busy with their lives will only look at tomorrow, not looking back.

Before I left, I held up my camera and took a lot of photos from different angles, thinking that I would give it to Luo Zhi when I had a chance.

Forgot to say, I changed the shotgun a long time ago.

My dad bought me a SLR.

No.270

One year passed like a blink of an eye.

Another year of freshmen enrollment, another year of sports meets, school celebrations, "1-2·9" chorus, New Year, men's basketball and women's volleyball competitions... and another year of college entrance examination and high school entrance examination. For Zhenhua, the college entrance examination means parting, and the senior high school entrance examination means meeting.

Apart from these lively and bright embellishments in my life, the background color is still the traces of the overwhelming snow white paper and blue ink pen.

After the monthly exam is over, I breathe a sigh of relief. After two weeks, I will start to review for the next monthly exam. I am nervous and anxious again, disgusting myself, and gritted my teeth. It is over again, I breathe a sigh of relief... Mood and expectations are like f( x)=sinx function image, the ups and downs are regular, and it goes back and forth again and again, as if there is no end, and the days are spent in confusion.

I still dare not say whether it is right for me to stick to my academic principles.

My parents were furious with anger, but I was so stubborn that I would not look back. I never showed my persistence because of anything, which made my parents wonder if I really love science. I took advantage of their misunderstanding and doting. Later, my parents especially liked self-comfort. The choice of universities in science and technology was wider, with a variety of majors. My daughter's choice was right, and it must be right.

But my science is not good.

After the formal division of arts and sciences, the teaching progress of Zhenhua's science class has been much faster than when he was freshman. Even with Yu Huai's help, I still find it difficult.

This is no way.

This is the price that I have anticipated a long time ago, although when I am exposed to stress and frustration every day, it is worse than I thought.

Fortunately, there are friends and Yu Huai, so I can always grit my teeth.

No.271

In the second year of high school, the teachers in our class have changed several times. In addition to Zhang Ping, Zhang Feng and the Chinese old lady Zhang who still stick to their posts, there is also Lai Chunyang. But when the final exam approached, Zhang Ping suddenly told us that Lai Chunyang had resigned and left the school.

Everyone was shocked, only I knew why.

Last week, Aunt Qi’s bag was robbed near the hospital. My dad and I accompanied her to the police station in the hospital’s jurisdiction to report the case. In the lobby, we saw Lai Chunyang sitting on a bench crying.

The embarrassment of meeting Lai Chunyang in such a place is almost comparable to the last time I squatted in the women’s toilet and ran into the dean in line after opening a cubicle door.

I kept praying that she would not see me, but Lai Chunyang met my eyes as soon as he looked up.

I held back the sentence "Hello Teacher Lai" and pretended not to know her. Follow my parents in the door to find the clerks, and then sneak back to the hall while they describe the stolen bag.

"Teacher Lai, my father and I came to report the crime, I...we were robbed. Well, I'm sorry I didn't say hello to you just now."

I don't know why Lai Chunyang is here. I think she shouldn't want to meet the parents of the students, so I didn't dare to recognize her just now.

I thought she was sick, because she did take several days of sick leave. During this time, our English classes were replaced by other English teachers.

Lai Chunyang quickly understood what I was thinking, and smiled gratefully. There was a lot of dry skin on his haggard face, and his big eyes were extremely hollow.

"My daughter ran away from home," she said in a very small voice, sounding unprecedentedly exhausted, "It's been a week, and it's gone. I'm afraid she is dead."

Lai Chunyang cried when he said the last sentence. A 40-year-old female teacher cried like an old child in front of my 18-year-old student.

I somehow remembered that when she was in the first year of high school, she robbed me of my mobile phone and tried to train me for a long time, and finally said to herself: "You guys, neither of them listen to me."

That sentence is actually not meant to me.

Lai Chunyang's daughter was fourteen years old, at the peak of the rebellious period. She took her family's money and ran to Dalian to meet a 30-year-old netizen. She had been away for a week, and her cell phone was down and there was no news.

She sat in the lobby of the police station every day, feeling that any news would be known the first time.

But there was no news, just waiting for the case to be filed.

I don't know why her husband did not show up, and this is not something I can ask. Before leaving, I grabbed her hand and said that we would all help her. We helped her send messages on the Internet and asked her to give me her daughter’s QQ number, and I would check for her...

She just smiled sadly, shook her head, and said, "Stupid boy."

When I left the police station, she was still sitting in the lobby. She was so small and pitifully thin, staring straight at the floor tiles, not knowing what she was thinking.

It's exactly the same every time you fall into nothingness in class.

In class, she would suddenly look at me and ask me to answer some nonsensical questions-but this time, she didn't look up at me again.

That was the last time I saw Lai Chunyang.

No.272

As we grow up, the teacher in our mind is no longer the stalwart image that was omnipotent than our parents back then. We will no longer allow unreasonable teachers to bully, and we will no longer be surprised at their vulnerability and powerlessness like ordinary people. They are just ordinary people who are engaged in the profession of teachers, and they also make mistakes, and they also have to worry about their lives.

For example, Zhang Ping was never able to raise the average grade of Class 5, and was often trained by the director of the teaching. After breaking up with his girlfriend, he looked in a daze and lost several laps.

Another example is the class teacher Yu Dan of the first class who became pregnant at this juncture. The parents jointly filed a letter and asked to change the class teacher because a female teacher who could not concentrate during the critical period of high school could not be delayed; and Yu Dan refused to give way because The class is the champion seedling class, how can she hand over the fruits of victory after two years of cultivation.

Another example is Lai Chunyang.

Sometimes looking at them, I suddenly feel grateful.

My life is a single-threaded task. I don’t have to choose, give up, or struggle. Just learn. Just run to the goal. Don’t be confused.

All adults are committed to let us not be distracted by other things, and are willing to do all the worries except review, remove obstacles, block the road, and just run, the faster the better.

One day, I will also become an adult full of troubles, picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons, no matter how I live, there seems to be something wrong.

That day will always come.

What kind of adult would I be?

I turned my head to look at Yu Huai, who was fighting every second for the last match. I naturally remembered the day when the freshman registered two years ago, I thoughtlessly asked him, if you also became a child's father, what would you be like?

Now I still want to know the answer to this question. The difference is that I want to see that day with my own eyes.