Qu Mojing stared blankly at the blackboard, the white chalk words that existed in the distant memory seemed to explode in her mind one by one, leaving her mind blank for a while. The big hand dyed with chalk gray was pointing at the graph on the blackboard at the moment, and the owner of that hand was wearing a white shirt, looking at her expectantly, opening and closing his mouth to say something.
She stared blankly at the man who was more unfamiliar than familiar. The only remaining hair on his head was from the top of the frame, so that his eyes rolled up, looking a little funny.
But Qu Mosheng's focus was not on this at all, she only felt a cold sweat broke out on her back, and the whole person was in a trance, the man on the podium slowly frowned, and said again: "Mosheng, this question is not Will you do it?"
Qu Mojing still didn't answer, the expression on her face changed from trance to shock, she had never lost her calm like this in all these years. She looked around quickly, and the wide blue and white school uniforms came into view. Their owners were curious and young, and they were all staring at her at the moment. Her tablemate, the girl with short hair and ears looked at her worriedly, and whispered, "Cross point B to make a vertical line."
After this sentence, Qu Mojing seemed to break free from the quagmire at once, and the empty mind also recovered. She shook her body slightly, propped her right on the table and pushed the table to slide abruptly, making a harsh sound in the quiet classroom.
The teacher on the podium saw this scene, and asked nervously: "What's the matter, is it not feeling well?"
At this moment, he also noticed that the girl who stood up was pale and looked very wrong, and he hurried over.
Qu Mojing took a deep breath, nodded weakly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, teacher."
The man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly motioned her to sit down: "Do you need to go to the infirmary? You look very bad, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you tell the teacher, you child?"
Apparently, the teacher was very kind to Qu Mojing. After finding out that she didn't answer the question because of her health, she immediately asked for help. He didn't doubt what Qu Mojing said, because she did look very bad, and in his understanding, this question was not a problem for Qu Mojing at all.
After rejecting the teacher's kindness, Qu Mojing lay on the table under the pretext of being a little dizzy, to calm down her messy and frightened mood at the moment. She pinched herself fiercely with her fingers through her sleeve, telling her with real and intense pain that all this was true.
She fell down the stairs and fell back to her school days. That math teacher... It should be Wang Weixing, the teacher of her junior high school class. So when did she go back to the first day? Is this the bridge passage in the novel on her? What about Sylvia Lin... She remembered that Sylvia Lin also fell because she saved her. She went back to her junior high school days. What about Sylvia Lin
She didn't know how to sort it out, and she couldn't understand the current situation casually with her classmates from more than ten years ago. She could only lie down and calm down the messy mood. Finally, when the bell rang, the head teacher said that after school, there was a commotion in the classroom, and the students in the class happily packed their schoolbags.
Seeing this scene, Qu Mojing was secretly relieved, it was the last lesson. After thinking about it carefully, the phenomenon of supplementary classes in the junior high school she was studying was very serious. Later, she was reported by her parents, and the school cancelled the evening self-study. But instead of changing the medicine, the school added morning reading in the morning, which means that they have already dismissed.
The head teacher Wang Wei walked over and asked with concern: "How are you feeling now, can you go home by yourself? Or should I call your father to come pick you up?"
Qu Mojing shook his head: "Thank you, teacher, I'm feeling better, you don't need to call my dad here, I'll go back by myself later."
Wang Weixing saw that her expression had improved a lot while she was speaking, so he felt relieved, and after a few words of advice, he took the textbook triangle and left.
"Mojing, are you really okay?" Qu Mojing, who was packing up his things, looked at the two girls who were a little worried, and paused for a moment, then smiled a little: "I'm fine, don't worry. "
These two people were classmates who had a good relationship with her in junior high school, Chen Yao and She Jiayi, the person who just reminded her was She Jiayi. In my memory, Chen Yao failed in the high school entrance examination and only went to an ordinary high school and then had less contact with her, but She Jiayi was still friends with her until after graduating from university.
"Then let's go back together." She Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
Qu Mojing shook his head: "I still have something to ask the teacher, you go back first. Chen Yao's home is far away, go back early."
In my memory, when they went back together, Chen Yao always had to ride a bicycle alone for another ten minutes to get there.
It's just that Qu Mojing's expression was too calm and indifferent at this moment, which made She Jiayi and Chen Yao a little stunned. She Jiayi looked at Chen Yao and saw that Qu Mojing really didn't plan to go with them, so she hesitated to leave with Chen Yao. In a blink of an eye, only she and another girl were left in the classroom.
She just glanced at the thin girl who was cleaning, and she didn't remember who it was for a while, and continued to look in her drawer. The textbooks are all in the ninth grade. She should be in the third year of junior high now. Then she searched for a long time and found a mobile phone in the side pocket of her schoolbag. Qu Mojing looked at the familiar trademark above, which was the legendary Nokia that could smash walnuts. I slid away the phone and looked at the small display screen, and there was an indescribable feeling in my heart. I was used to using a touch-screen smartphone, and suddenly holding this little thing was really indescribable.
Fortunately, the screen lock was not so common at that time, and there was no password set, otherwise, after so many years, she might not be able to open it. His eyes fell on the mobile phone, and the time displayed was October 25. After fumbling for a while, he finally opened the calendar, and it turned out to be 2008.
In 2008, a year of disasters and disasters, major events occurred frequently, and every piece of Qu Mojing was clearly remembered, and this year was also a major turning point for the Qu family. At this time, her parents should be very busy.
Instead of going home immediately, she sat in the classroom and tried to recall what happened to her during this time, her classmates, the teacher, and how she should go back.
I don't know how long it took, the movement of sweeping the floor in the classroom stopped, the thin figure in the washed white school uniform turned around hesitantly, and said something like a mosquito: "I'm on duty when I'm done. It's getting late."
Her voice was very vague, Qu Mo first guessed what she was talking about after thinking for a while, looked at the girl standing at the back door, and finally replied lightly: "Well, thank you, I'll go right away."
It was just her words that made the girl raise her head in fright, but quickly lowered her head again. Her hair was a little messy, and her bangs were so thick that they almost covered her eyes. Qu Mojing only saw the somewhat surprised look under his hair flashed past, and quickly disappeared.
She looked at the back of the girl carrying the tattered schoolbag, and recalled it a little, but she couldn't remember her name. She didn't seem to have any impression of such a classmate.
But Qu Mojing didn't think about it for too long, because after she sorted out the situation, she would face a new problem. She had to ride her bike home, but after more than ten years, she had to think about where her bike was.
Walking out of the classroom door and looking at the campus in front of her, the trance struck again, she really returned to fourteen years ago. Fourteen years is a terrifyingly long time, and it's still very unreal.
Fortunately, there are many students who go to school by bicycle, so the school specially built a carport, so she doesn't have to think about where to park her car.
According to her vague memory, Qu Mosheng turned around for a few minutes and finally found the carport. Fortunately, there were not many cars left in the carport. She hesitated for a moment and stopped in front of a blue bicycle, and tentatively took the key and drove it. With a click, the lock was unlocked, and Qu Mojing also breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the already dim sky, Qu Mo got on the bicycle and thought about the general direction, and quickly rode forward along a small road in the school.
But she still underestimated the impact of time on memory, she went astray. After finding that something was wrong, Qu Mojing was about to turn his head, but he heard a loud noise, including a harsh female voice yelling something, Qu Mojing stopped and listened carefully, and vaguely heard "I want to Shameless?", "Remember... kill you" and so on.
The place where the sound came from was close to the school's fence, and a row of cedars and shrubs were planted. Qu Mojing frowned and continued to ride his bike to a stop under a cedar before walking over. There is the boiling water room in the school, where the dorm students turn on the water, and there happens to be a path extending into it.
When Qu Mojing walked to the intersection, he saw four or five girls surrounded by them, one of them with short hair was leaning against the wall, with a stalk in his mouth, his eyes were full of ridicule and coldness: "I don't even look at it. Look at what kind of virtue you have, and you are both earthy and weak, and you dare to hook up with Xiao Mu, bah!"
She spit in disgust, wearing the school uniform at the beginning of the year but without a trace of student breath, just like a little sister.
Among the other four girls, a figure was almost buried in it, and two of the girls even stepped on her and held a long green thing in their hands.
Qu Mojing frowned even more when he saw it clearly, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes, that green thing was clearly the sisal grown in the school! The leaves of this thing are pointy and hard, very sharp, and it is no joke if they are really stuck.
"Take off her clothes, do you have a mobile phone? Take a photo? It's not exactly what she wants to like to hook up with people so much. I, Li Siying, even dare to hook up with people who I like, and now I still pretend to be a mute and don't talk. I'll see if she calls later."
Probably hearing Li Siying's words, the person who was stepped on the ground without a word let out a low whimper, and there was fear in despair.
This is simply outrageous. Qu Mojing is no longer a junior high school student. She has lived for more than 20 years. She has read countless news about school violence on the Internet. She also heard about gangs and bullying her classmates when she was studying. But she never thought that such a lawless and vicious thing would happen in front of her.
At this moment, she completely forgot that she was also a third-year student. She frowned as if frost had frozen in her eyes, and walked over quickly and said coldly, "Stop!"
She looks very young now, with a fair and beautiful face, wearing a school uniform with a ponytail, she is clearly still a good student. But Zhang Zhang's face was full of cold anger at the moment, and there was no ignorance at this age in his eyes, but he walked up to several people step by step with reprimand and oppression. The group of people who had been clamoring for a while couldn't say a word, and stared at her blankly.
Qu Sheng started from scratch. Although Qu Mojing doesn't like doing business, he has seen people who have experienced far more things than his peers. When his aura is full, Qiansheng's shareholders can also calm down a group of people, and even more so. Especially teenage kids.
"You are a crime, you know?" She stared at the girl who was looking at the wall, and spat out a few words.
The author has something to say: Miss Qu: As a little expert at picking clothes, my own daughter-in-law has not picked it up, how can I let others get involved!