The September night in the north is chilly and cold, the lights in Xicheng District are dim, and occasionally there are two or three pedestrians.
Tao Zhi leaned against the traffic light post at the intersection, watching the boy squatting on the side of the road not far away lighting a cigarette.
The boy took out the lighter from his pocket, held the tiny flame in his palm, and the darkness of the night was dyed with a thin layer of warm red light.
Very skilled.
Tao Zhi took out his phone and dialed the last missed call.
Two seconds later, the boy who was 100 meters away looked down at the phone and picked it up: "Hello—"
"Are you there?" Tao Zhi asked.
The young man still had a cigarette in his mouth, and his voice dragged on in a vaguely long tone: "It's here, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you are the only one who can let me wait."
"You said, when you were young in kindergarten, you were stinky and beautiful every day, and you still had to braid your hair. At that time, let me wait," he suddenly recalled the past in the curling smoke: "You sleep late in school, and I have to wait."
"Even when I was born, I had to fucking wait for you to be dragged out. If it wasn't for the young master's tenacious vitality, I would have suffocated to death."
The boy finally concluded with vicissitudes in his eyes: "Tao Zhi, you are the woman I have been waiting for all my life."
"..."
Tao Zhi rolled his eyes, walked over, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "Are you finished?"
Ji Fan groaned, turned around with a cigarette in one hand and the phone in the other.
The woman he had been waiting for all his life was standing behind him, her eyelids drooping, and she was staring at him expressionlessly.
Ji Fan raised his head, and half of the cigarette in his hand fell into ashes.
"Hey," he smirked twice, "here?"
Tao Zhi hung up the phone and squatted down with the phone in hand.
Ji Fan turned his body to the side, and hid the hand holding the cigarette behind his back in an attempt to hide it, but he forgot that the person was standing behind him.
Tao Zhi lowered his head, and watched the hand with the cigarette stretched out from under her eyelids, and stretched out in front of her eyes in a majestic way.
Then click, and another piece of soot fell.
Tao Zhi: "..."
Tao Zhi called him, "Ji Fan."
"Ah." Ji Fan trembled, feeling a little flustered.
"Do you know what disease our second uncle and grandpa got in the end?" Tao Zhi said, "Lung cancer."
"..."
Ji Fan quickly withdrew his hand, extinguished the cigarette butt on the floor tiles, went to the trash can and threw it in, then folded it back obediently and waited for a lecture.
Tao Zhi glanced at him: "It's not that I quit."
"...It's not that easy." Ji Fan scratched his head, "I'll quit, don't scold me."
"If it would be useful to scold you, you would have excelled in both character and study." Tao Zhi rolled his eyes, his tone full of undisguised disgust, "I heard that you scored a nine in mathematics in the final exam? Are all school bullies in your attached high school like this? ?”
Ji Fan asked back, "How much did you take?"
"Twenty." Tao Zhi said.
"..."
Ji Fan looked at her inexplicably, and didn't know how this person could dislike him so confidently after getting 20 points in the test: "The school bullies in our attached high school all got 9 points in the test."
Tao Zhi: "Then the school bully in our experiment has to score 20 points. After you transfer to another school, remember to find a way to make up the 11 points."
Ji Fan moved away with Ji Jin when he was in junior high school. At that time, he was crying and arguing and didn't want to leave. Now that a few years have passed, he has friends and a familiar living environment there that he doesn't want to part with, and he will be driven back again.
He didn't want to come back, Tao Zhi knew it well, but he couldn't help him.
Children do not have the right to speak. Whether you think about it or not has no effect on the adult's decision. If you are told to go east, you cannot go west.
No one spoke for a while, and the two just squatted on the side of the road, staring at the sparse traffic at night in a daze. After a while, Ji Fan sighed.
"When are you coming back?" Tao Zhi asked first.
"It will take a while," Ji Fan said, "It seems that there is still a formality."
Tao Zhi propped his head with one hand, put his fingertips on his lips, looked at the boy's face that was barely similar to hers, and rarely comforted him mercifully: "Think better, and you will be able to be with me in the future." I'm in a school."
Ji Fan's emotions had calmed down a little, but after hearing this, he was in despair again: "I don't want to go even more when you say that."
"..."
Tao Zhi's teeth were itchy, and he ground his teeth to resist the desire to beat him up. After thinking for a while, he said, "We don't have to do homework in school. Sometimes the teacher is in a good mood, so he doesn't check."
Ji Fan turned his head and looked at her inexplicably: "What homework? Are you still doing homework?"
"..."
Tao Zhi felt that her dignity as a bad girl was trampled to pieces under his questioning eyes.
"Of course I don't write," Tao Zhi said, "Why do I do my homework when I have nothing to do? I don't even bother to copy."
September 2nd, the first day of school.
Class One, Grade Two.
The morning wind blows the curtains with a slight coolness. Just after 7:15, most of the people in the classroom are already seated.
Tao Zhi was sitting in the penultimate row by the wall. On his left was a stack of test papers with densely packed answers, and on his right was another stack of exactly the same, blank ones.
At this moment, the girl was biting the cap of the pen and holding a black pen in her hand, quickly copying the answers on it.
The pitch-black eyeballs swept to the left, and the pen in the right hand swished in another row, with almost no pause in the middle, as smooth as an engine that had just been lubricated, very skillful and fast.
After copying a page, she flipped a page and kicked the chair leg of the person in the front row.
With a soft "bang dang", the boy sitting in front of her rubbed his chair forward, and turned his head carefully.
Tao Zhi was still scribbling, without raising his head, and with the cap in his mouth, he asked vaguely, "You used to be in Lao Wang's class?"
The boy nodded and said "Ah" again.
"When does he usually come to collect his homework?"
In Experiment 1, there are 12 science classes and 7 liberal arts classes. The head teacher and teachers of each subject will also be reassigned.
Tao Zhi had never taken Lao Wang's class before, he only knew that he taught physics, he was quite aggressive, and he could often be heard scolding students in the office in the corridor.
A new semester and a new atmosphere, at least start with the smooth handing in of vacation homework, she is different from Ji Fan, she is a positive bad girl.
She is very sunny.
If you can copy a little bit, it is a little bit, but if you can't copy it all, there is no way.
At least tried.
The score can be low, but the sincerity must be in place.
Anyway, Ji Fan doesn't know now.
Tao Zhi got up early in the morning and came to school to do her holiday homework with the idea of being able to copy a subject. She wrote and filled in the blanks quickly, and the boy in front of him said: "Ms. , but sometimes I will arrive early to see the morning self-study or something, and the homework will be collected before class." After a pause, the boy added, "Today's first class is physics."
Tao Zhi paused the tip of his pen, raised his head, looked at him with a frown and let out an "ah".
Li Shuangjiang was a little surprised.
She is quite famous in school. Her family is rich and good-looking, and she is good at fighting.
But at this moment, the ancestor was sitting in the back row of him copying his Chinese paper, frowning, looking at him with a bit of distress, worrying about the problems that high school students all over the world would worry about: "What should I do, this is too much There are too many, I can't finish copying."
"Either I'll copy the physics first, and show Old Wang some respect," Tao Zhi said while sweeping the Chinese paper to the side, "at the front desk, can I copy the physics paper?"
Before she finished speaking, Li Shuangjiang took out the physics paper and handed it to her.
Tao Zhi took it over, thanked him, opened the book and continued writing.
She copied with seriousness and concentration, as if no one was around, as if she had copied to a state of selflessness.
After an unknown amount of time, she faintly heard a voice in the class. The good brother who borrowed her homework at the front desk kept coughing, but she didn't care.
She is completely intoxicated by her diligence at this moment.
Copying and copying, Tao Zhi felt that something was not quite right.
I always feel like someone is standing next to me.
Tao Zhibi kept raising his head to take a look, and met a wrinkled face.
Tao Zhi still remembered the last physics formula and answer on the paper on the front desk that he just saw in his mind. He didn't stop moving his hands, and didn't bow his head.
Fold looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. Tao Zhi had met him several times in the office of Lihuasheng, so he preliminarily judged that he was Lao Wang.
Wang Furzi stood beside her with his hands behind his back. He didn't know how long he looked at it, and the creases on his face trembled: "Is it finished copying?"
"Not yet." Tao Zhi said.
"How much worse?"
"I just finished copying half of the Chinese and four physics sheets." Tao Zhi Tao Zhi said honestly.
The folds on Pleated's face began to tremble again.
Tao Zhi couldn't tell whether he was angry or laughing, so he could only conservatively guess that he was being laughed at.
Wang Fuzi slapped the table angrily: "Take your homework and go to my office to write for me. If you can't finish writing, just stay there and write for me. You don't have to go anywhere, and don't eat or eat in class!"
Tao Zhi has long been used to this process, obediently took out the remaining few papers from his schoolbag, and took out his mobile phone and hid it in his sleeve.
Her former homeroom teacher taught English, and she hadn't been to the Shenghuasheng office a few times, so she didn't know which desk belonged to Wang Foldzi, so she simply walked to the window sill of the office, put all the papers in her hand on the window sill, and wrote standing up.
It was still early, there was no one in the office, only a female teacher was sitting in the corner, and a boy was sitting at the table by the windowsill, writing something with his head down.
The desks were facing each other, and there were two computers between Tao Zhi and the boy. The desktop was blocked by the computer screen, and he couldn't see what he was writing.
But it doesn't matter if you can see it or not. Tao Zhi has seen too many such things. Half of her good brothers are doing their homework in the office, writing self-criticism and helping each other. Is a fellow traveler.
Tao Zhi understood in an instant.
Also one who didn't write homework.
Tao Zhi obediently lay down on the window sill and opened the physics paper. First, he scanned it decently, but found that he couldn't find a single one.
So he simply took out his phone, snapped a photo of the test paper, and started searching for the answer.
After finishing four or five questions, the female teacher finally left with two books.
Tao Zhi turned her head to take a look, her fellows were still making up their homework.
With his head down, his face was also blocked by the display screen, only his short black hair and his hand holding a pen were exposed.
A pretty hand, with long fingers and thin bones on the back of the hand.
She is a hand controler, and her impression of this person immediately improved.
Tao Zhi took two steps forward, pressed against the edge of the table, leaned over the monitor, and called him in a low voice: "Good brother."
The boy didn't stop writing and didn't respond.
It's quite focused.
Tao Zhi propped his elbows on the table and pressed forward again, his head protruded halfway from the computer screen, only his eyes were exposed: "You didn't do your homework either?"
The young man paused his pen and raised his head.
Tao Zhi saw his face clearly, blinked, and whistled subconsciously.
The crisp whistle sound was especially clear and loud in the empty office.
This man's eyes are more beautiful than his hands, with deep eye sockets, narrow and long corners, and narrow outlines. The color of the eyeballs is a little light under the sun, and the coldness is so penetrating that it is almost inhuman.
Like a glass princess.
Princess Liuli looked indifferent and said nothing.
Tao Zhi came back to his senses, not embarrassed, and remembered the business.
He didn't say anything, Tao Zhi just took him as acquiescence, and asked directly: "I haven't written it yet, how many subjects are you short? I finished half of the physics before, and I can borrow you to copy it later, and now I still have Chinese, English and chemical biology."
Princess Liuli raised her eyebrows, tapped the nib of the pen on the table, and raised her beautiful peach eyes slightly: "Can you borrow me to copy later?"
The ending is slightly raised, and the tone is like a thin and cold line of ice cutting through the sunlight in the early autumn morning.
Tao Zhi wanted to whistle again.
She felt the lad was having fun in every sense of her aesthetic.
Sure enough, he didn't do his homework!
Like-minded people!
Tao Zhi felt happy to have found a comrade-in-arms: "Yes."
"..."
Tao Zhi raised his head, and rested his chin on the computer monitor: "Mathematics and chemistry and biology, let's study one subject, and then copy them alternately. Is it a deal?"
Princess Liuli: "Okay."
Tao Zhi was overjoyed: "Then let me do chemistry."
"Then I'm a creature."
He put down his pen and leaned back, leaning back on the chair, watching the little girl show half of her head like a groundhog, pointing her fingers and instructing him: "You can move quickly, we can do mathematics and science together." Finish copying before lunch break."
As the groundhog said, his eyes lowered to look at what he was writing on the desktop just now, and just after a vague glance, the office door was pushed open with a "creak".
She didn't have time to react, and she kept her upper body leaning against the table and talking to him. Wang folded over and hit her on the head with the scrolls in his hand.
Whack-a-mole.
"I asked you to do your homework and chat? You can chat anywhere, right?" Wang Foldzi threw the book in his hand on the desk, looked up at Jiang Qihuai who was opposite: "Filled?"
Jiang Qihuai handed over what he had been writing on the table just now.
Wang Juezi took it over and read it again, then nodded: "Okay, I'll see what's wrong later, and I'll hand it in for you later." Wang Juezi raised his head, and his brows that had been wrinkled all the time relaxed a little, "I'm with the attached middle school. Teacher Liu was a colleague before, and I heard him mention you, last semester, you got a perfect score in mathematics in the model test of the third school in the city?"
"..."
Tao Zhi turned his head and looked at him blankly.
Jiang Qihuai glanced at her indifferently: "Yes."
"I didn't deduct a lot of points for comprehensive science," Wang Juezi continued, "The first place in the attached middle school has been transferred to our experiment. Your teacher Liu keeps saying that I got a big deal, and I don't want you to come. That's it, fill out the form. There's nothing else to do, you can go back to the classroom first, it's the first day of school, you get used to it slowly."
Jiang Qihuai responded, pushed away the chair, turned and walked out of the office, brushing past the stiff groundhog.
Tao Zhi: "..."
Tao Zhi: "??"
Tao Zhi: "????"
The author has something to say:
Jiang Qihuai: Yazi who is not very smart.
This article is also known as "Beauty and the Beast: Princess Liuli and His Groundhog"
It's been too long, I don't know if there is still a little baby here.
Guaranteed is a campus essay, I can't say anything else, anyway, I write and write casually, you can read it casually, you can leave a comment if you like it, and you can't hit me if you don't like it.