With You

For a while, Ling Xiangqian raised her head slightly and looked at Chu Tiankuo's profile, and for a while, Wen Xiaoxiao helped her glasses and said gracefully, "Well, go on."

How can I make my mother understand that I am neither looking at the beauty of the school girl and trying to behave in a vain way, nor is I going to buy clothes, lose weight, and become beautiful in order to seduce a boy who hasn't gotten anymore?

Even if I know that he will be able to open up one day, I hope he can see my changes at a glance, but really not, at least not only for these specific and narrow reasons.

I can't tell.

I started breast development in the fifth grade of elementary school (although the two of them seemed to have started and no follow-up), and the second grade aunt of junior high school arrived, but until today, I suddenly felt that puberty was coming.

At the beginning, you want to shine, you want to be different from others, and you want to get a little attention. It's best to come from the person who wants it.

Although the full-screen TV programs are teaching viewers not to follow blindly and to "be yourself"-but "self" is also divided into a better self and a worse self, right?

However, I know what my mother will say.

Better self comes from better grades.

No, it's really not like that.

I was full of melancholy, and my head was so messy that I couldn't figure it out. I didn't know when I fell asleep slowly.

No.201

I didn't have any good dreams all night, either I missed the exam, or I was caught stealing and getting caught. Anyway, I needed to run wild. In my dream, I used my hands and feet together like a dog, but I still ran so slowly. My dad often said that dreams reflect reality. This is too bullying, right?

Had it not been for being late for school, I might have struggled in front of the closet for a while. I found out sadly that I basically wear those clothes in rotation in winter. When I sentenced the red sweater to death, I lost 20% of the options.

In the end, he put on a dark blue hoodie and went to school.

But when I was resting at noon, I really received a call from my mother. It seems that the "clothes, clothes, clothes, clothes" radio waves that I launched into the universe were successfully received by my mother.

My mother said that she had gone on a business trip some time ago. She just came back yesterday and will rest this weekend. She wants to take me out for dinner.

I was ecstatic in my heart, but I still pretended to be calm and expressed the hope that she would have a good rest. If she is too tired, it will take a while. I'm fine, so she doesn't need to worry too much.

Then, my mother thought for a moment.

I immediately wanted to slap myself with the free hand.

Fortunately, she finally said that she was not tired, just this weekend.

The second class in the afternoon is Lai Chunyang's English. After the last empty-handed hand-to-hand incident, Lai Chunyang called my name several times and asked me to answer questions. I passed tremblingly, but I never dared to slip my account in English class ever since.

The so-called vicious circle probably means that I became the only person in the class who cares about Lai Chunyang. Since I have made eye contact with her, she especially likes to ask me to get up and answer questions, letting go of other classmates who pleaded guilty and quietly talked; and once I also wanted to lower my head and avoid it. She couldn't find my focused gaze, and felt that I was slipping away, and she would immediately light me up.

The English class was completely tormented. Dead β also gloated and said that I was Lai's favorite student.

Everyone is happy to see it happen, because I alone attracted all the artillery.

But, you know, it cannot be said too early.

After speaking about the grammar, Lai Chunyang asked everyone to take out the exercise papers that she sent last time, and start to use her usual half-dead rhythm to teach the exercises. The atmosphere in the class relaxes, and β turns around and winks maliciously at me.

I sighed, and had to pretend to listen carefully, always ready to be lighted up by Lai Chunyang.

"Many students told me that clozes are always wrong a lot, and I still don’t understand why. I remember I told you many times that to do clozes, you can’t look at each sentence in isolation. This word is filled in here, it may be grammatically correct, but in context, does it accurately express the author's writing intention?"

After speaking slowly, Lai Chunyang fell into Lai's silence again.

The alarm bells in my heart.

And now no one in the class takes this silence seriously anymore except me.

"So let's look at question 37."

Lai Chunyang ended his spiritual journey and continued to lecture. I was relaxed and regretful. I was nervous for more than half a minute.

"Question 37, I think many students will make mistakes. The four words are all nouns, and they are all uncountable nouns. Which one to fill in is not grammatically wrong. However, according to what I just said, in context, first What is excluded is feeling, then what?"

She scanned the whole class, and my hair stood on end.

"Obviously, the next intelligence, intelligence, is not right."

The alarm is lifted again.

"Information, information, this option is very confusing, but it is not difficult to rule out. The main point of this article is related to reading and learning, the term is still not accurate here. So, what does the author want to say? The author wants to say The thing is, knowledge is the wealth that reading leaves the reader. So..."

Lai Chunyang looked at me suddenly.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still taken aback by her. All three options have been ruled out. Didn't she say all the answers, choose C, knowledge.

Lai Chunyang was about to speak my name, suddenly he turned his eyes, and stared at Yu Huai, who was immersed in calculations and isolated from the world beside me.

There was a sudden burst in my heart. Before I had time to kick him, Lai Chunyang's sharp voice broke through the classroom and struck me at the door:

"Yu Huai!!!"

Yu Huai's move to stand up immediately was purely conditioned. He was surprised when he saw Lai Chunyang, because he had been immersed in the study since the Chinese class of Mrs. Zhang last week. He did not move a bit after class. Now he suddenly looked up and saw Lai Chunyang, I guess it feels like a world away...

"Come on, tell me, what is knowledge?"

I breathed a sigh of relief. I wanted to secretly point him to the position on the paper. It doesn't seem necessary. Lai Chunyang is kind.

However, Yu Huai looked at the blackboard with unprecedented confusion.

"knowledge is power?"

No.202

Lai Chunyang left with vomiting blood.

In the face of everyone's unanimous praise, Yu Huai humbly stated that he had too much knowledge and learned too much.

The third class is still chorus rehearsal. The classroom was noisy before class. I was sitting in my seat and wiping the camera lens, while Yu Huai put on a coat and was packing things.

"Going to the administrative district again?" I asked.

He was about to speak when he suddenly raised his head and looked somewhere forward. I followed and looked over.

Wen Xiaoxiao stood in front of the podium, and burst into Yu Huai with a warm smile of "Don't worry, I will cover you".

Yu Huai also smiled at her and nodded gratefully.

Before Wen Xiaoxiao's gaze fell on me, I turned my head and pretended not to see their conversation.

"The exam is coming on Saturday morning." He said to me before leaving.

Isn't that tomorrow?

I stared at his hurried back until he disappeared at the back door. No one else noticed Yu Huai's departure, but I knew Wen Xiaoxiao was also watching.

Thanks to Xu Yanliang's gift, I no longer have to sing with them sentence by sentence in pain. Although many people were still uncomfortable when standing in the middle of the classroom to take pictures with the camera for the first time, but gradually, no one noticed my existence.

They naturally sang in front of my camera, naturally slammed their trumpets, naturally secretly bowed their heads to do questions, naturally looked impatient and naturally smiled.

I like to shoot them.

I can't tell this feeling. At this moment like picking up the camera, I am no longer a stubborn person with only five winter clothes, nor a small person who can't handle everything. Taking photos did not make me more eye-catching, but it made me forget all my troubles for a while.

I like the lively people appearing in my viewfinder, and I also like that I can catch the best time with the most accuracy every time. People always prefer to do what they do well, for example, I like to take pictures of others.

Every expression and action is like a parabola, with the fullest apex. Even though this digital camera always responds slowly, I can always freeze at that moment.

Thanks to this camera, it allows me to stand outside the world.

No.203

Yu Huai came back soon after school. Today is Friday, and there are still ten minutes before the school bell rings, but everyone has already been restless.

And Yu Huai was surprisingly quiet.

After he came back, he stopped struggling to write, sitting on the spot and turning his head to look out the window, his face was full of nostalgia for life, looking grotesque.

"Yu Huai, hello, are you okay?"

I didn't want to interrupt his meditation, but I was sitting by the window. He looked at the scenery here, and my ears were inevitably made hot by the sight.

"It's okay," he smiled and pushed a note from the table to my side, and said in a calm and kind tone, "Go back to Senior Huainan Sheng, this is a reward for you."

"Brother, don't do this..."

"What's wrong with me?" He has broad eyes and doesn't even look at me.

"You give me a feeling of surrendering after school."

As soon as I finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Finally it looks a bit like a normal person.

After my questioning, Yu Huai finally said coyly that he was nervous and felt that he would be dead tomorrow, because a certain part of electromagnetics was still a bit unavailable. If this part of the big question is asked tomorrow, he can find it. A rope hanged in the examination room.

"I have prayed countless times for God to let you experience my mental journey, and it has really come true. It is so clear."

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly had an inspiration.

I flipped through my pencil case for a long time, found a thin ballpoint pen, turned my head and smiled twice at Yu Huai, satisfied that his expression was a little stiff.

"Why do you smoke?"

I smiled without saying a word, raised my right hand, held the ballpoint pen with my index finger and middle finger, and then pushed the button on the bottom of the ballpoint pen very slowly from below with my thumb, squinting my eyes and watching the tip of the pen pop out little by little. head.

Halfway through, I flicked the barrel of the pen with my left hand to make the air bubble.

"Don't be afraid, Auntie will give you a sedative to relieve tension and promote sleep, so that you will have a good test tomorrow, and there will be no electromagnetics on the paper. Come on, roll up your sleeves!"

"Should I take my pants off?"

"Why are you playing a rogue!" I was anxious.

Yu Huai's laughter was drowned out by the get out of class bell. The classmates stood up one after another to pack their schoolbags, and the room became noisy like boiling.

Only I and Yu Huai are still sitting still.

He actually rolled up his sleeves, exposed his upper arms, and put on a look of "faint" panic. And I concentrated on putting the tip of the pen close to his arm, piercing it gently, and slowly pushing the spring to the top.

Before removing the needle, I drew a check mark on his arm.

"This is a lucky charm. Don't take a bath tonight. Keep it. It must be all right tomorrow!" I smiled and patted his arm.

Yu Huai looked at me with a weird expression, as if he wanted to laugh, disliked, and moved.

"What's wrong?" I was puzzled.

"...Heartless."

He cursed, got up quickly, put on his coat, picked up his schoolbag, turned and left.

After walking two steps, I turned around again, facing me who was still silly, and solemnly patted his left arm that had just been stabbed by me.

"The effect is good," he said.