Entering December, the New Year's Day party has become a new topic for students.
The party of the third middle school is different from other schools. The party is not held in each class, but in the school gymnasium. The school will set up a stage for concerts in the gymnasium, with LED screens for the background, unpredictable lights on the stage, cameras and rockers in front of the stage, the professionalism is no less than a celebrity concert.
Because Lin Xiaoran performed well in the big class, everyone unanimously recommended him to represent the discipline class to participate in the school's program selection for teachers and students. Lin Xiaoran lived up to expectations and successfully obtained the performance qualification. It is said that a song was sung at the party, but what and who sang it will be kept secret for the time being.
Nan Xiangwan, who had already experienced all this, had no impression of Lin Xiaoran's performance, but remembered Liu Yubai and Chen Shiyun from the rocket class. Liu Yubai played the violin, and Chen Shiyun danced the folk dance. Nan Xiangwan was not interested in these, and could not see the pros and cons.
In fact, where is there no interest, who doesn't want to see the world from a different angle
She had thought countless times, she only looked up from the stands, when would she be able to stand in the center of the stage and look up to the stands? It's a pity that since she was a child, her mother only enrolled her in remedial classes and never in interest classes. She really had nothing to do with music, dance, or art.
Let's admit it, she is just jealous of Chen Shiyun, she can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour.
The fourth class in the afternoon was physics class. I don't know if the teacher forgot to attend class or asked for leave. Ten minutes passed and no teacher came in. Everyone started self-study consciously.
It is said to be self-study, but it is actually free activities. The students in front are chatting, the game masters in the back row are playing cards, and Jiang Darling at the same table is squeezing pimples in front of the mirror.
Jiang Darling's pimples grow on his lips, the position is very similar to a matchmaker's mole, the color is red with white, crystal clear, not ugly at first glance, but a little more playful.
Nan Xiangwan asked, "Why don't you go to the show?"
Jiang Darling has a good appearance, a good figure, and is especially good at dressing up, which is particularly eye-catching among the rustic high school students. Even if everyone wears the same school uniform, she will tie a headband on her hair and match it with a lace shirt inside, or cut her trousers short to reveal her slender ankles. Very similar, Nan Xiangwan would not believe that she had no talent.
"Me?" Jiang Daring lowered his head and smiled, "I'm not going, it will definitely scare others."
At first, Nan Xiangwan was not used to Jiang Darling taking one bite at a time, but later she found out that she was just like this, like a little princess who didn't grow up. Everything she eats and uses should be pink, and it's better to have a sparkling diamond. , talkative, timid, afraid of this and that all day long, and want a boy to help bring something to eat when he meets evening self-study, as long as he is coquettish and cute, the other party will obey. If one day she didn't say "other people", Nan Xiangwan would not be used to it.
At that time, she thought that Jiang Daring said this out of self-effacing, but Nan Xiangwan realized how much helplessness her words concealed after a long time.
Before Jiang Daring's pimples were squeezed out, Lin Xiaoran in front of him suddenly turned around, "Oh, my pimples are broken?"
Nan Xiangwan saw that he had a pimple on his smooth forehead at some point, and while he was reading a book, he scratched it, and blood spurted out from it. Although he wiped some blood, as time went by, more blood seeped out and gathered on the red pimple to form a small ruby-like drop of blood.
"Ah!" Nan Xiangwan let out a low voice, took out a piece of paper and wiped it for him.
Nan Xiangwan was a bit obsessive-compulsive, he had to make up the whole number of words to memorize, he had to make no mistakes in taking notes, and he had to use a uniform style of stationery, which was almost impossible.
"Come here!" She not only wiped off the blood, but also straightened Lin Xiaoran's face with both hands, "Come on, I'll squeeze it out for you."
Lin Xiaoran gritted his teeth in fright, "Hey, can you do it, I'm still on stage, don't leave me a scar."
"Don't worry." Nan Xiangwan rolled his eyes at him, and complained in his heart, you are a big man, you care about scars or not, besides, the stage is so far away and the lights are so strong, who can see if you have any scars on your face? scar.
"Ah... it hurts... lighten up... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."
The originally chaotic classroom quieted down with Lin Xiaoran's screams like killing a pig. Everyone followed the sound and looked in this direction. Nan Xiangwan frowned displeasedly, and reproached him, "Why are you shouting? Others thought I called you What's wrong."
"You are too ruthless." Lin Xiaoran said with lingering fear.
"Can you squeeze it out if you're not ruthless?" When all the pus and blood in the pimple were squeezed out, Nan Xiangwan only felt relieved. She rubbed some of Jiang Darling's aloe vera gel on Lin Xiaoran's wound, and comforted him calmly, "It should be healed in two days."
Lin Xiaoran touched the pimple on his forehead, it seemed to have disappeared a little.
Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, "It's snowing!"
The students who were not doing their jobs were immediately attracted by the sound. They quickly dropped the books, cards, and snacks in their hands, and rushed to look out the window.
The sky outside was already dark, and against the background of the dim light, snowflakes like goose feathers fell, and the snowflakes fluttered one after another, quickly turning the dark gray ground into mottled white. Not only the disciplinary class, but also the front, back, left, and right classes also found that it was snowing, and cheered enthusiastically one after another.
A scumbag is a scumbag, and it would make a fuss if it snowed. If it was in the rocket class, let alone snow, even if it was gold coins, the whole class would concentrate on their studies and remain indifferent.
Nan Xiangwan curled his lips, wanting to look away and continue with the math problem at hand.
Jiang Daling on the side held his face, showing a nympho-like expression, and said with emotion: "Wow, it's been a long time since there has been such a heavy snowfall."
The pen tip stopped after drawing a mathematical symbol, and Nan Xiangwan fell into deep thought. I don't know if there is really less snow, or if my memory is biased. The last time I remember such a heavy snowfall was in the third grade of elementary school. On that day, the whole school was covered with heavy snow, and even the branches were bent down.
From morning to night, everyone didn't attend a class, and they played for a whole day. While others went to snowball fights, Nan Xiangwan concentrated on snowballing.
She took the little snowball to every corner of the school, rolled it over the untouched, pure white snow, and finally made a huge snowball, which could barely be picked up with the strength of two hands .
She swaggered past the school with a big snowball in her arms, attracting countless envious eyes. At the same time, she was secretly observing the snowballs in other people's hands. Well, they were not as big as hers!
She took the snowball home carefully, but was scolded by her mother, saying that she didn't know how to study, but just played around. Mother kicked the snowball out like a piece of garbage that no one wanted. The big snowball rolled down the steps twice, and spread out quickly, the whole process was silent.
Since then, Nan Xiangwan hasn't played in the snow much.
Soon, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the usual extra-class activities were stopped. The boys ran out first, and Lin Xiaoran followed. Seeing this scene, the girls were also eager to try, and after a while, everyone walked out of the classroom together. Jiang Daring couldn't hide his excitement, and pulled Nan Xiangwan, "Let's go, let's go and have a look."
"No, I have to go downstairs and then go upstairs again. It's a waste of time. I haven't finished writing the questions yet."
Jiang Daling glanced at the exercise book she was writing, and laughed, "It doesn't matter whether you write these questions or not, the teacher will check again."
"No." This is Nan Xiangwan's habit. The homework assigned by the teacher must be done, because this is part of the study, and it has nothing to do with whether someone checks it.
Seeing that Jiang Daling couldn't call her, he had to call another girl out of the classroom.
Everyone left one after another, and Nan Xiangwan was the only one left in the huge classroom. It was strange to say that the classroom of the disciplinary class was clearly facing the street, but she seemed to hear the laughter one after another through the window.
Must be hallucination.
She shook her head, which was a little drowsy from doing math problems for a long time, and then stretched slowly, showing a smile that at least seemed relaxed, "It's finally quiet."
Who knew that there was only a moment of silence, when a boy suddenly broke into the classroom at this moment, he suddenly stopped, and shouted belatedly, "Wow, where did everyone go?"
Nan Xiangwan looked up and found that it was Lin Xiaoran, "Going to play in the snow, I thought you were going too."
"Where is it? The person in charge of the party just asked me to discuss something." He looked at Nan Xiangwan and asked, "Why don't you go?"
"You care about me?" Nan Xiangwan said angrily, she didn't want to play with scumbags.
Lin Xiaoran did not turn around and walk out of the classroom as Nan Xiangwan thought, nor did he return to his seat to study, but walked to the window and looked at the snow outside. It just didn't seem to be enough to watch, so he opened the window and stretched out his palm to welcome the snowflakes falling from the sky.
A gust of cold wind came in, and Nan Xiangwan shivered, cursing in his heart, a scumbag is a scumbag, and there is a big gap in talent between the top students in the rocket class, and they were still there when they were studying hard in the rocket class. If you don't do your job properly, it's no wonder you can't get into a key university.
Nan Xiangwan withdrew his gaze and concentrated on doing the math problems. His attention was gradually attracted by the math problems. He didn't notice that Lin Xiaoran had already left from the window and quietly walked around behind her.
That question was particularly difficult. Nan Xiangwan used a few sheets of draft paper and tried several methods, but he still couldn't solve it. She had no choice but to open the answer, but the answer was relatively simple, and she didn't understand the trick after reading it several times.
She calmed down and continued to study this question, "Set the straight line as y=k(x+1), eliminate y, and get (4k2+3)x2+8k2x+4k2-12=0, from the question, ah..." Nan Xiangwan yelled and shrank It turned out that Lin Xiaoran quietly collected the snow that fell on the window sill, and suddenly put it into her neck.
She jumped up from her seat, hurriedly took out the snow from her neck, her funny appearance made Lin Xiaoran burst out laughing.
"Are you sick?" Nan Xiangwan cursed.
Her appearance was originally of the unapproachable kind, and she didn't like to smile very much, and she was even more terrifying when she was angry. Nan Xiangwan cursed, put down his pen with a straight face, and strode out of the classroom.
Lin Xiaoran realized that his joke had gone too far, so he hurriedly chased him out. The corridor was empty, only Nan Xiangwan's menacing figure drifted away, "Hey, you won't be angry, will you?"
Nan Xiangwan ignored him and continued walking.
Lin Xiaoran was so upset that he had to run in the corridor. He finally stopped her at the stairs and apologized in a good voice, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, don't be angry, can I let you stuff it? I promise not to move, you can stuff it as long as you want. Until you are satisfied."
Lin Xiaoran knew that just saying this wasn't enough to calm her down, so he looked around to see if there was ready-made snow for her to stuff. He saw a ledge and went straight to it.
Nan Xiangwan asked, "What are you doing?"
"Na Xue, let you stuff my neck."
Nan Xiangwan, who had been stern before, laughed at this moment, making Lin Xiaoran slightly startled. Nan Xiangwan often raised the corners of her lips. It was a disdainful smile that looked down on all beings and saw through the world. This time it was different. She seemed to hold back her smile for a long time, and the smile that had been accumulated for a long time erupted like fireworks. It was gorgeous and impressive. .
The window was opened by Lin Xiaoran, and the cold wind blew on his face like a knife. With the warmth of Nan Xiangwan's smile, he didn't feel cold.
Nan Xiangwan pouted, "There's too little snow here, let's go downstairs."
"Okay." Lin Xiaoran closed the window and smiled a little silly.