"There's a new ice cream shop opened on Jiu'ao Street. Let's go eat there after school."
Most of those who said this were students in the first and second year of high school, while the atmosphere among the third year students was much quieter. As they entered the later period of their third year, there were fewer gossips and secrets among the girls. Most people, and here we are talking about most ordinary people, had their shoulders buried lower and lower as they hunched over their desks in study.
The day of the college entrance examination has not yet arrived. It is meaningful to be serious and it is useful to do one more question.
Everyone is reaching out to give it a try, what kind of future will I encounter
Because it's unknown, it's worth giving it a try.
The meaning of many people working hard is -
At least for everyone, the college entrance examination is a game of God rewarding hard work and it is not a joke.
The one hundred-day countdown to the college entrance examination is approaching quickly, and Shenzhen High School has convened a 100-day oath-taking mobilization meeting, inviting parents and reporters to attend. In addition, a local TV station in Nanjiang City will broadcast this mobilization meeting.
In addition to the speeches by teachers and outstanding student representatives, there were also red carpet walks and autograph sessions for the students. The school made a big fuss, and they set up the stage and prepared three days in advance.
Early Monday morning, the school radio began playing loud songs. As soon as the students arrived at school, Lao Liu urged them to tidy up their appearance and go downstairs to line up.
The classroom was noisy. The girls took out their small mirrors to check their hair repeatedly and put on some lip gloss. The boys, who didn't care at first, became a little nervous and tried to grab the girls' mirrors to check if their ties on their uniforms were crooked.
So the classroom was in chaos.
Bansheng was the only person who was leisurely and careless in the chaotic environment. He sat in his seat, leaning back, playing with a drone.
"Ban Ye, aren't you nervous? You will be a student representative soon and you will be going up to speak," said Qiu Minghua.
It's an interesting thing to say. The school asked Ban Sheng to speak as a representative of outstanding students at the 100-day sprint for the college entrance examination, but he refused and directly refused.
The school insisted that he go. Ban Sheng was a very smart person. He asked the school for two days of leave in exchange, and finally the school agreed.
After Qiu Minghua learned about this, he sighed: "Damn, it's good to be good at studying."
"Not nervous." Ban Sheng replied.
"Bang, bang—" There was a noise coming from the front of the classroom. Everyone looked over and saw Lao Liu knocking on the front door, signaling everyone to hurry down.
Old Liu glanced over, and Ban Sheng slowly put his equipment into the drawer.
The students walked out in groups. Lin Weixia put down her book, pulled out her chair, and walked out. The crowd rushed over and saw Li Shengran squeezed in front of Ban Sheng, and gently tugged at the hem of Ban Sheng's shirt with his white fingers.
Ban Sheng turned his head and looked at her.
"Brother, your tie is crooked, let me help you straighten it."
Despite the noise, Li Shengran's voice still came through intermittently. Fang Mo was holding Lin Weixia's arm and talking to her. She turned her head to listen and just happened to see the tall and slender figure of the boy in front of her.
Seeing that Li Shengran was about to take action, Ban Sheng stretched out his arm with bulging veins. He directly reached out and pulled off his tie and threw it back on the table, revealing a clear and abstinent larynx.
"Okay." Bansheng said.
Li Shengran withdrew his hand awkwardly. Qiu Minghua was completely unaware of the undercurrents and continued to chat with Li Shengran: "Hey, you're walking so close to me for a while, are you going to walk the red carpet with me?"
"Ha." Li Shengran walked away.
The other boys burst into laughter, put their hands on Qiu Minghua's shoulders, and held him as they walked forward. Their voices disappeared in the distance: "The girls in our class are all more powerful than the other."
Lin Weixia walked out with the crowd, and Ban Sheng just happened to pass by her. The spinous process on the back of her neck was obvious, and suddenly, with a "click", a nameplate fell in front of her eyes.
It is Ban Sheng’s nameplate.
Ban Sheng didn't know whether he had discovered it or not, and walked forward without noticing. Lin Weixia sighed, and was about to pick it up when a classmate walked forward and stepped over it.
Lin Weixia squatted down, picked it up, and called out, "Ban Sheng, your nameplate."
Ban Sheng put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and lowered his neck to look at her. Lin Weixia's eyes were watery, and she looked at him directly, their eyes intertwined.
The corridor was crowded, and everyone was going to gather downstairs. Lin Weixia stood a little to the side and handed the nameplate she had picked up back to Ban Sheng. He raised his eyelids and glared at her without saying a word.
There was a half footprint of a shoe on the nameplate, and the edge had been crushed.
Obviously it doesn't work.
Qiu Minghua was waiting for his brother at the door. After a while, he didn't see him coming. He turned back and saw this scene and said in a careless manner:
"Mr. Ben, don't you have another drawer—"
Ban Sheng turned around and gave him a look. Qiu Minghua shuddered and swallowed the remaining three words "a handful" back into his throat. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, I'll go down first."
People in the classroom kept leaving, and finally only two people were left standing there. Lin Weixia asked, "What should we do?"
Ben Sheng spoke during a burst of passionate radio songs outside:
"Write it for me."
Lin Weixia walked to her seat and found a blue marker. She stood in front of Ban Sheng with the marker in her hand. He was too tall. Although he bent down slightly to accommodate her, he still made people feel oppressive.
A cold breath came from the boy. Lin Weixia lay in front of his chest and wrote. The marker made a rustling sound. The posture was ambiguous. Her arm was pressed on his chest. The hot body temperature and the clear heartbeat made her wrist feel numb as if it was electrocuted.
Lin Weixia only wrote a little bit, halfway through the word "ban", but she felt it was a little crooked, and her elbows were stiff and a little tired. She said in a gentle voice: "Do you think this word is beautiful?"
I always feel like it's written crookedly.
Ban Sheng didn't even look at it and said:
"nice."
Lin Weixia raised her head and just straightened her waist slightly. Her cherry-red lips almost touched his pointed and protruding Adam's apple. The charming breath enveloped the breathing of both of them, and Ban Sheng slid his Adam's apple unnaturally.
She retracted her gaze, pulled away a little, and concentrated on helping him write his name. Feeling his eyes on her face, Lin Weixia felt a little uncomfortable and said:
"Don't look at me."
Ban Sheng chuckled and didn't agree to her.
In a moment, a chill came from her ear. Ban Sheng raised his hand and pinched her ear at some point, rubbing the soft flesh of her earlobe neither lightly nor heavily.
"When did you get your ears pierced?"
The deep voice shook her ears, and the heat brushed against her ears. He actually had the leisure to tease her now, with a cold face, but his actions were extremely frivolous.
Lin Weixia's heart shrank uncomfortably, her hand trembled, and she drew a line on her white shirt with a blue marker, and she was very angry:
"Bansheng!"
"Yeah." Ban Sheng still had the time to reply her.
Lin Weixia herself didn't know that the angry words she just said broke the stalemate between the two of them that had lasted for the past few days.
"Take off your clothes so it will be more convenient for me to write on them." Lin Weixia said.
"Um."
Lin Weixia turned around to close the classroom door. The large patch of sunlight outside disappeared. When she turned around, she saw Ban Sheng standing under the half-drawn blue curtain and taking off his clothes.
He raised his hand and took off his clothes from the collar, his movements were neither fast nor slow, and he looked unremarkable. Ban Sheng walked towards her holding the shirt, and the strong and distinct muscles on his waist and abdomen were cold and lustful. Lin Weixia looked away awkwardly.
Ban Sheng was sitting next to them, wearing only a pair of pants, casually playing with the girl's hair behind her back.
Occasionally, sporadic voices could be heard in the corridor.
Lin Weixia sat in her seat and carefully wrote on his white shirt: Class 3 (1), Ban Sheng.
Lin Weixia simply crossed out the words she hadn't written before and filled in a blue heart instead.
Ban Sheng changed his clothes and went with Lin Weixia, and took a pen from her before leaving.
The square between Houde Building and Sizheng Building was crowded with people. Not only were reporters pointing their cameras at the students, but parents were also holding up their phones with excited looks to take pictures of their own children.
As soon as they went downstairs, the scorching sun shone down and blinded them. Lin Weixia subconsciously raised her hand to block the sun. Ban Sheng was soon called away by the director of the Academic Affairs Office.
Lin Weixia walked into the team. Lao Liu was lining up the team. Ning Chao waved at her, indicating that he had reserved a seat for her.
"I've been good to you, my deskmate." Ning Chao habitually took credit for it.
Lin Weixia walked over and replied with a smile: "Okay."
While the teachers and directors were testing their voices on stage, Ning Chao quickly took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, sent the photo he had just taken to Liu Sijia, and casually said:
"I never thought that Shenzhen High School would one day go down the path of being tacky."
After sending the message, Ning Chao put his phone back into his pocket and spoke to Lin Weixia: "Classmate, did you know that Liu Sijia was sent to a nursing home?"
"When did it happen?" Lin Weixia's eyelashes moved.
"Just a while ago, she didn't let me tell you." Ning Chao replied.
"She doesn't dare to see you," Ning Chao smiled faintly as he looked straight ahead, "Did you not expect this direction?"
Lin Weixia shook her head but said nothing more. Compared to what she had experienced, she felt that the previous pranks were just low-level pranks.
What Lin Weixia cared about was the time when she was locked in the equipment room, but Lin Weixia did not expect that Liu Sijia would retaliate against her in such a fierce way of self-punishment.
The teacher was delivering a 100-day mobilization speech on the stage with saliva flying all over the place. Lin Weixia and Ning Chao were talking about something, and the Liu Sijia they were talking about was now in despair in the sanatorium.
Since arriving in this shabby place, Liu Sijia's anxiety and depression have become worse day by day. This group of anorexic teenagers were forced to stay in this suburban villa.
They take turns receiving psychological counseling, being trained on how to eat, playing games together, and being weighed every day.
She is now 168cm tall and weighs 36kg.
This is a closed sanatorium. No one is allowed to go out or play with their cell phones at will. Unless you behave well, take the initiative to eat, and consume more than a certain number of calories a day, the administrator will consider letting you go out for half an hour.
Coffee, cigarettes and anything else that increases anxiety and consumes energy is prohibited here.
At first, Liu Sijia thought about getting treatment and going back to school as soon as possible. She received psychological counseling and tried to talk to the psychologist about her problems.
The psychiatrist was a woman in her forties, wearing black-framed glasses, and took notes while listening. At first, she was quite normal, but when she tried to open up and talk about how her mother didn't love her and favored her sister.
Liu Sijia keenly noticed a sneer on the calm face of the female doctor.
Although it was fleeting, she still noticed it.
"I think there's something wrong with you," the psychiatrist said.
Since then, Liu Sijia refused to undergo psychological treatment. She also instigated her companions to oppose the doctor's teaching. The administrator was very troubled by this little girl.
Liu Sijia even said in front of everyone that this was a stupid treatment.
I want to escape every day, all the time.
She missed her bed at home, with its unique scent of roses, wanted to smell the fresh air outside, and wanted to go to school and participate in activities with her friends. At this moment, Liu Sijia even missed the voice of Lao Liu's nagging.
There are surveillance cameras and high walls everywhere, making it difficult to escape.
They finally found a secluded place without any surveillance or anti-escape facilities, but Liu Sijia was taken back by the administrator as soon as she ran to the back garden.
The administrator tied her hands behind her back and urged her to go back quickly.
Today was her sixth failed escape attempt.
Liu Sijia was forced to walk back. She looked up at the girl in the attic who was watching all this with a smug look on her face. Her red lips were opening and closing, and her mouth shape was easy to recognize:
"Bitch."
The girl, who was three years younger than her and had been constantly reporting on her, changed her expression and ran away after receiving the warning from Liu Sijia's eyes.
Ning Chao hadn't received any news from Liu Sijia yet, so he perked up and squinted his eyes to listen to the teacher's speech. The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and Ning Chao stretched out his hand to touch his neck, which was itchy from the heat.
When the teacher on the stage mentioned the word "dream", Ning Chao, standing in the audience, was wondering in a trance, what exactly is a dream
After the teacher finished speaking, it was soon the turn of the outstanding student representatives to speak. Ban Sheng was the first to speak, and the students who were originally drowsy became energetic and slapped each other's arms.
"Ban Sheng is on stage."
"Your ideal boyfriend is about to speak."
When a celebrity appeared, more attention was paid to him. Students concentrated their attention to see what kind of speaking style this handsome guy would have, whether it would be rebellious or clichéd.
It makes people curious.
When Ban Sheng appeared in a white shirt and black pants, the teachers were shocked. He didn't wear a tie, his collar was open, revealing a part of his collarbone, and he looked carefree.
I didn't even take the speech.
Not at all like an outstanding student representative.
Old Liu was so angry that he almost asked others to pinch his Ren Zhong acupoint. Amid the noisy discussions, Ban Sheng raised his hand and pulled out the microphone, and the sound equipment made a sharp "buzzing" sound.
"Good morning, students and teachers."
"I am honored to speak as a student representative. In order not to take up everyone's time, I will be brief."
The boy's voice was low, revealing the unique coldness of a teenager. Everyone looked up at him. Ban Sheng stood on the stage, his expression was neither overly arrogant nor deliberately modest. His posture was firm and at ease. The boy spoke slowly:
"I read a passage in a book before - I neither believe in nor am interested in anything that is readily available, fast, instinctive, impromptu, or ambiguous. I firmly believe in the power of being down-to-earth, calm, and young. Finally, to reach the unreachable stars. I wish you all success in the college entrance examination, to pick your own star, and to have a perfect summer."
After the speech, the audience suddenly became quiet, and thunderous applause broke out in a moment. The cheers and applause continued, and Lin Weixia looked up at the boy on the stage not far away.
The piercing golden sunlight shone on Ban Sheng. His head and neck were straight and his eyes were awe-inspiring.
It seems that in his eyes, nothing is impossible in the future.
He seems to always have light on him, he is steady and self-controlled, calm and good at thinking, he has a broad vision, unique insights into things and his own ideas.
With mixed emotions, Lin Weixia looked at him quietly. The voices of the girls next to her chatting came into her ears, with a tone of admiration.
"Hey, senior year is almost over, and I've had a crush on him for three years."
"I wish he was my man. I would die of happiness if he looked at me for one more moment."
"It would be nice if I could go to the same university as a boy like this."
After all the speeches were over, the next part was for the students to walk on the red carpet. Lao Liu led the students on the red carpet, and the red balloons kept popping and making "pop" sounds, and the camera was shooting them straight.
"It's so earthy, okay? Why are even the balloons red?"
"You don't understand. This is to get good luck in the college entrance examination."
"It's like the banquet scene in my hometown, with so many people."
“Ha, it also feels a bit like a wedding scene, hahahaha.”
Lin Weixia walked forward slowly, and suddenly, she felt a chill on the back of her hand. The boy's slender hand touched her hand, and the protruding bones on the back of his hand felt a little bit cold.
It’s Ban Sheng.
"What are you thinking about?" Bansheng asked him.
Lin Weixia's thoughts were pulled back, and she raised her head to look at him. The sunlight was shining on the two of them at this moment. She noticed with her sharp eyes that there were handwritten words "Ban Sheng" on the boy's shirt. She should have written the pinyin of "Ban sheng", but she forgot to write it.
Now Bansheng has added new pinyin to his name:
Linweixia
Bansheng
The two words "Ban Sheng" were written with a marker, the color is bright and obvious. The pinyin "Linweixia" was added temporarily by him with a water-based pen, and you can only see it if you look carefully.
He was so bold as to wear the school uniform with both of their names on it and speak in front of the entire school.
Her heart couldn't help but beat faster. Lin Weixia's throat was dry. She asked, "What is this?"
Ban Sheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he looked straight at her and said softly:
"What else could it be?"
Write her into the future.
I want everyone to know.
But it seemed like it didn't matter if he was the only one who knew it.