With You

(No.32—No.39)

No.32

We trained in the military for a week. Every day from 8 in the morning to 3 in the afternoon, and then back to the classroom, the teacher teaches, everyone learns by themselves, and school ends at four.

After the end of the military training in the afternoon of the first day, Zhang Ping led us around the huge new school building a few times, saying that he would lead everyone to recognize the way.

His so-called way to recognize the way is to walk aimlessly, walk to the vicinity of Building A, ran to look at the door number, and then smiled happily with a little white tooth and said, students, this is the art and sports center. Place for physical education class. Of course, you can also take art classes and music classes. There is a piano and a computer. You can watch movies during class...

Before the end of "Watching a movie", several male classmates coughed twice and laughed ghostly. At this time, Zhang Ping’s expression was obviously not quite right. He laughed "hehe" and said loudly with insufficient confidence: "Multimedia teaching, I mean, you can watch VCD, DVD, listen to CD, multimedia teaching, multimedia... "

Most of the classmates didn't know it well, only those boys laughed more weirdly, and there was a boy with glasses who laughed boldly.

I turned around and asked Yu Huai who was walking behind, "What's wrong?"

The expression on Yu Huai's face was very complicated. It was obvious that he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. It was both serious and rascal, and I felt uncomfortable for him.

"What's wrong? Why do you manage so much?" He sprayed me.

This mental illness.

I turned back, and as the large team continued to follow Zhang Ping, who was carrying a ghost.

"Ah, classmates, this is the stadium!"

Finally, this area is a public facility that Zhang Ping can recognize at a glance-the stadium. The roof of the stands is modeled on the Sydney Opera House, like a few large white shells-but much uglier than others.

"Our school, it's the only school that doesn't need to rent a sports field or a city sports field when the sports meet is held-there are many schools that rent our field every spring and autumn! The track is made of clay! The middle is the lawn!"

Yu Huai couldn't help it finally.

"Teacher, what can be used to play football is usually called turf."

Zhang Ping glared: "I will call whatever I like! You care so much?"

I laughed and shook my head at Yu Huai triumphantly.

How's it going?

I like Zhang Ping, really.

No.33

The instructor of the military training is from Shandong, big eyes, dark complexion, big voice, warm and shy. When other instructors introduce themselves, they will say, "Hello everyone, my last name is Zhang, you can call me instructor Zhang in the future."

Then the students said in unison, good instructor Zhang!

Our instructor stood in front and babbled for a long time, and said, I...named Zhang Laishun.

Then, we waited for him to continue.

After about five seconds, it was found that it was gone.

Then, at this time, Yu Huai, who was standing at the top of the first row because of his height, suddenly laughed and shouted: "Good luck!"

The whole class roared in a tacit agreement: "Lai Shun is good!"

Then, the line just formed fell like dominoes.

No.34

After standing in the military posture for a day, when it was about to end, Laishun planned to teach us singing.

Maybe it's just because he, a recruit, saw that the veteran in the distance began to bring his classmates to shout "Unity is Strength" and "The Soldier", so he started very passionately: "Unity-knot is strength- —Quantity, sing!"

The army was in disarray, and everyone was anxious to go back to class and sit for a while, so their voices were weak.

Lai Shun was very angry, he interrupted us, his eyes widened: "Why are you so imposing?!"

When a person is in a hurry, it is easy to burst out the native dialect. We were amused by his accent, and he became even more angry and planned to do his best to tell us how soldiers sang.

"Unity-knot is power-quantity, unity-knot is power-quantity, this power is iron, this power is steel, which is harder than iron, and stronger than steel!!!"

Laishun’s song is like a magical sound. The sound is very loud, making my eardrum hum. However, the magic is that his song is not tuned at all, just shouting, all on the same pitch.

There is no ups and downs at all.

After he finished singing, he looked smug. Yu Huai took the lead and clapped, and then asked innocently: "Laishun, are you poem recitations?"

No.35

However, I met a girl in the class named Jian Jian. The process is extremely simple.

She was dazed and seemed to faint, I held her very quickly, and then volunteered to take out water, fan and cooling oil (these were all stuffed into my schoolbag by my nanny and dad, but I actually used it. ), give someone a first aid.

She embarrassedly said that she was cured, very well, and really cured.

I don't think she is very grateful to me.

I soon learned the truth.

At lunchtime, it was still peoplemountainpeoplesea. The freshmen in the first year of high school rushed into the canteen, scaring the sophomore and third year of high school that they could not hold their rice bowls. I thought to myself, didn't they also scare the seniors back then.

While queuing to buy noodles, I heard two girls chatting behind.

"My legs are numb when I stand. I'm so hot today. I'm sweating all over my body. This broken canteen is just like a steamer, so annoying, so annoying! But without you, I just saw the girl next to you. Helped to the sidelines, what's wrong?"

"Don't mention it, I just thought of a trick to pretend to be dizzy. I was planning to implement it. If it succeeds, I will promote it to you, but the sisters next to me quickly hold on to it. The eighteen weapons in her hand have made it happen. I am embarrassed to continue to faint, and I am even afraid that she will take the pulse and reveal my acting skills. I will still be confused in the future?!"

"Who is so brave?"

"It seems to be called Geng Geng, an energetic girl in Beier, very enthusiastic, scared me to heal quickly, and went back to stand in the military posture..."

I silently lined up to the window, picked up a bowl of beef noodles, swiped the meal card, and then turned around. Under the dumb look of the simple classmate, I stepped into the sea of ​​finding a seat with heavy steps.

No.36

When I was sitting alone at the table and sucking noodles, I suddenly raised my head and looked around at the bustling new classmates.

At that moment, suddenly he started to think again and again. If I were Shen Zi, how would I feel when I saw this moment?

There are so many opponents in the world, endless, so tired?

Or, eager to try, a new battle is about to start?

I do not know. Although I remember her existence wishfully, and feel sorry for her, I am not her after all.

I just think I am going to be submerged here, as an anonymous person.

No.37

After our military training ended at three o'clock, Zhang Ping led us around the school, returned to the class, and began the vigorous row of seats. I stood in the corridor and knocked gently at the root of the wall with my heels, not knowing what to do.

I looked at Yu Huai from a distance. He already has many new friends. Although it was the first day of military training, many people in the class met two people first, one was Han Xu and the other was Yu Huai. Most of the people who knew Han Xu were girls. That Junxiu's little white face and cold temperament made it clear that she attracted Sichun girls. And Yu Huai, because of that silly smiling face and courage to molest Zhang Laishun, was favored by the male students.

I don't know why, I admire boys like Yu Huai more. I always think that those who can be appreciated and liked by the same **** are the real good boys.

What's interesting is that the simple girl and the dark-skinned girl bit her ears behind my back again.

"Go, aren't you really excited when the team leader says you can combine freely? Go and apply with the team leader, won't you be able to have a table?"

Simplicity didn't speak up, but I can imagine her blushing face, just like her shame when I applied cooling oil to her today.

What the dark-skinned girl did to persuade her, I did not hear clearly. Because I am thinking about my own business.

Does Yu Huai remember that he jokingly told me that day, let's sit at the same table.

Should I go to Zhang Ping Ping and say, teacher, I want to have a table with Yu Huai-I don't have the courage. Besides, it will be misunderstood, right? Will... Will...

But it doesn’t matter what I said, my heart is open, because there is nothing at all...

But I will still be misunderstood. This is just the beginning of school...

but……

In my heart, a daytime messenger and a black demon blatantly beat each other, punching and kicking each other, and I saw the simple rushing past me, angrily, as if the battery had just been charged.

The black girl behind was whispering, simple, rush!

I saw her walking in front of Han Xu and standing still. Many people around me pretended not to see it, just like me. In fact, the gossip was watching closely.

She laughed nervously, a little fake, said something hastily, and then began to giggle, awkwardly.

Han Xu looked up and looked at her in a daze. The look made me feel that this cold and beautiful boy had become a bit warm and alive.

Then he nodded.

Looking at me in despair, I heard the black girl take a deep breath, yelling, YES!

Then simply happily ran to Zhang Ping Ping to apply. Zhang Ping raised his eyebrows and glanced at Han Xu from a distance, smiled meaningfully, and nodded.

When I simply came back, there was a sense of triumph for a hero.

No.38

Then it was me who was lost.

However, at this moment, the simple beginning, the people who came to Zhang Ping later came in an endless stream: near-sighted, far-sighted, low-sighted, acquaintances who wanted to sit at a table... I suddenly lost the trace of Yu Huai.

up to you. I gave a dry smile in my heart. According to the rules, people of all sizes should line up. If they can get together, just sit at a table, nothing. It's nothing. Just a little bit lost.

But how can I sit in the same row as that stupid tall man, my middle-sized man?

At this time, Zhang Ping yelled: "Students with special applications have finished talking, are there any more? Then let's queue up according to the size..."

Suddenly, I heard Yu Huai yelling: "Wait a minute, I forgot, I haven't said yet!"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Pingfei rolled his eyes. Since the turf incident, Zhang Ping has been gnashing his teeth at Yu Huai.

"I want to be at the same table, who is that, Geng Geng!"

Under the cover of the noisy background sound, everyone whispered to Zhang Ping with "unconcerned thoughts", only he shouted out to join me in front of the quiet crowd with a loud voice.

At that moment, I could not wait to get into the cracks in the ground.

But really, really happy.

Zhang Ping was dumbfounded, and asked a little bit: "People, are they happy, do they know who you are? And you have to sit in the last row..."

"Why not happy, I asked her yesterday, who is that person?" He looked around and finally saw me, "Didn't you say it, are you happy?"

I looked at his silly wheatish face and suddenly laughed.

"I do."

After a long time, Jian Jian mentioned it to me suddenly. She said that at that moment, she suddenly felt absurdly that she had witnessed a marriage proposal.

Because I spoke very solemnly, as if I had waited a long time, nodded with a smile and said, I am willing.

No.39

At dinner, Aunt Qi and his son Lin Fan came to our house for dinner. Aunt Qi cooks very well.

"Geng Geng, do the food suit your taste?" Aunt Qi looked at me a little nervously.

"It's delicious, very delicious." I said with certainty.

My dad smiled.

"How did it feel to start school on the first day?"

"Okay," I paused and laughed, "Excellent."

It's really good.