The sting is approaching, and the temperature gradually warms up.
The food street outside Liyang No. 2 Middle School had a banner that was more festive than it was during the Chinese New Year. Looking from a distance, the whole street was filled with the words 'Celebrate the opening of the school'.
After a whole vacation, many people started to make up their homework when the winter vacation was coming to an end, and they made up for it for several days in the dark, but they still did not finish it. In the end, I can only accept my fate, and I plan to go to the school as soon as possible when the school starts, and then fight for it.
As soon as Xie Yu went up the stairs, he heard an excruciating cry from the "Second and Third Class of Senior High School": "This has to be handed in too?!"
"What is an English composition?!"
"Which friend has written a math workbook? I'll exchange the Chinese test paper with him..."
When Xie Yu passed by the rear window, his fingers curled up, his knuckles pressed against the glass, and he tapped twice, neither lightly nor hard.
As the monitor, Liu Cunhao took the lead in copying the homework, holding several Chinese test papers high in his hand. Before he finished speaking, he almost jumped up when he heard the knock on the window: "Fuck!"
It was windy outside, Xie Yu was wearing a coat and hat, and when he was about to enter the door, he remembered raising his hand and pulling the hat off.
Everyone thought it was a mad dog who came to inspect, the classroom was quiet for two seconds, and then continued to fry the pot: "Almost scared me to death... Brother Yu, you are not the Brother Yu I know."
"Pie, are you happy now?"
"You just bully weak, poor and helpless classmates like this?"
"… "
He Zhao arrived early and was in the classroom to catch up on sleep. He heard a faint sound and half-opened his eyes.
He returned to school a day early.
All the boarding students who returned to school early underestimated Mad Dog's enthusiasm for the broadcasting career. Their beloved Director Jiang started shouting from less than six in the morning: "New semester, new starting point!"
He Chaozhi stood up and watched the children come over.
Originally, he didn't feel anything about the official words that the mad dog said, but the moment his eyes touched Xie Yu, he really felt: a new semester.
a new day.
He Zhao smiled and said hello, "Morning."
Xie Yu walked to his desk, bent down slightly, and reached out to help him zip up the jacket that was stuck on his chest: "Morning."
The sunlight came in from the window, and the classroom was a little brighter.
Liu Cunhao is still looking for friends who are willing to exchange homework with him.
He Chao pulled out the math workbook from the table. He picked up this homework and did a little bit of it, but according to the previous plan of steady improvement, the error rate was still quite high: "Rat, I'll change it with you."
Liu Cunhao looked at him silently for a few seconds, then turned his face back silently, and continued to ask, "Are there any other friends?"
He Chao: "Why, you still look down on people?"
"Don't dare, you have forty-nine points," Liu Cunhao was afraid of hurting his self-confidence. After a wave of embarrassment, he couldn't help but want him to face the reality, "But brother Chao, people can't be too inflated, you Do you understand what I mean?"
"Rat, you just ignore me now," He Zhao said, throwing the exercise book on the table, "-I will make you unable to climb high in the future."
Liu Cunhao looked like "Who am I and where am I, this eldest brother in our class seems crazy": "..."
Xie Yu just took the fountain pen out of the side pocket of the schoolbag, and almost smashed it out with his backhand when he heard this.
It wasn't until the class bell rang that the classroom gradually became quiet.
On the first day of school, teachers of all subjects are instilling the concept of "it's okay to not do well in the final exam, start working hard from this semester", and hope that they will calm down, come back from a crazy vacation, and adjust their study status as soon as possible.
Especially their class Lao Tang, who took the Chinese class as a class meeting, did not teach much in the new text, and patronized them to do enlightenment work.
Xie Yu was a little sleepy, resting his hands on his chin. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of He Chao fiddling with his phone during a class: "Playing games?"
He Chao calmly returned to the table and responded with an "ah" sound.
Xie Yu didn't care, closed his eyes and fell asleep for a while.
Only then did He Chao reopen the chat box with Shen Jie, and typed a reply: What's wrong with you
He has been thinking about birthdays for children these days. After thinking about it, I still didn't know what to give, so I asked Shen Jie, but after waiting for a few minutes, two words came: refuse to chat.
[Shen Jie]: I think it's better for us to keep in touch after class.
[Shen Jie]: Don't try to hurt me again!
[He Chao]: …
The last time I made such an embarrassing incident in the teacher's office, the psychological shadow was too deep. Shen Jie kept in mind the lessons of blood and tears and the review book, and would never go to He Chao's team to play games secretly in class. team.
Likewise, chat is free or free.
Shen Jie had a textbook standing on the table, his hands were hidden in the belly of the table, halfway through typing, he looked up to make sure that the teacher was still writing on the blackboard with his back turned, and then he continued typing on the screen of his mobile phone: Brother Chao, please study well! Stop chatting with me!
Xie Yu's birthday was in mid-March, so he didn't have much time left.
In the end, He Chao could only invite Shen Jie out in ten minutes between classes. The two chatted for a while at the entrance of the stairs: "Do you have any suggestions?"
Shen Jie wanted to say: If it was someone else, I would still be able to help the staff, but your family's Xie Yu...
Xie Yu seems to be particularly elusive. Even if he is a little closer to him now, it is a mystery that he still doesn't know what he likes.
"What to give," Shen Jie racked his brains, and finally said three words hesitantly, "... give a head?"
He Chao didn't know if he should praise this brother's rich imagination: "You're fucking normal."
Shen Jie couldn't think of a second idea, thinking of being bald: "Your old Xie, you should know better than me, think about what he is interested in."
He Zhao sat on the steps, pondered for a while, and finally said, "Me."
Shen Jie: "... ah?"
He Zhao added, "Me. He is interested in me."
I can't talk anymore today.
Shen Jie lowered his head and wiped his face with his hands, feeling very desperate in his heart: "Anyway, we must buy the cake, or we'll buy it from the birthday cake—"
The entrance of the stairs was very close to the corridor, and Shen Jie's two "cakes" shouted loudly again. Wanda happened to be going back from the door of the teacher's office. Originally, no one was found when he passed the stairs. He stopped when he heard the sound, and took two steps back: "What birthday cake? Who wants a birthday?"
He Chao: "… "
Xie Yu didn't quite know what He Chao and Wanda's gang got together to talk about since the beginning of the school year. He just thought that this group of people was a little strange, and he couldn't tell what was strange.
Every time he passed by, Wanda immediately changed the subject bluntly: "I love my motherland..."
When Wanda knocked on his door in the middle of the night and asked him if he wanted to visit the dormitory building, Xie Yu could finally find a suitable reason for this "strangeness": "Are you sick?"
Wanda stood at the door and said a little gloomily, "I can't sleep, I've been under too much pressure recently, and I want to chat with you."
Xie Yu leaned against the door and looked down at the time displayed on the phone.
At half past eleven.
The lights were already out, and the dormitory building was eerily quiet.
The dormitory building of No. 2 Middle School has a total of six floors. The roof of the top floor is locked all year round, and students are not allowed to go up. Wanda said he was visiting the dormitory, but he really took him upstairs.
"Actually, I've been very confused recently," Wanda said as he walked. "I can't find my way in my life, and I toss and turn every night."
Xie Yu: "..."
In exchange, Xie Yu would usually say it's none of my business.
But thinking about Wanda's performance recently is really strange, in just a few minutes, Xie Yu had several thoughts in his mind. He hugged behind him, covering his eyes with a hand.
It was pitch black.
—The well-knotted, warm hand obscured all his vision forcibly.
Xie Yu was led a few steps forward, and the wind from the top floor came in from the hem of his clothes.
Then the hand slowly loosened, and in this darkness, Xie Yu caught a glimpse of a tiny flickering light from between his slightly open fingers.
Xie Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.
The place on the roof is not very big. Looking down from the top floor, there are dots of lights, the sound of cars from the surrounding roads, and the noisy wind everywhere.
I don't know where I got the folding table, the birthday cake was placed on the table, the roof was simply arranged by them, and there were several bags of things standing beside it.
He Zhao's slightly upward tone when he spoke, circled twice around his ear.
"Happy birthday."
More than once.
Almost all the boarding students from the third class were there, huddled together: "Happy birthday Brother Yu!"
Xie Yu actually didn't remember his birthday very much.
If it wasn't for every year that Ms. Gu reminded him and kept asking him if he had anything he wanted, most of the "birthday" thing would have been left behind by him.
Ms. Gu mentioned it once a few days ago. Xie Yu was answering the phone while doing the test paper. After finishing a big question, she didn't quite remember what Ms. Gu said on the phone.
"Did you play with me just now? Where did you get the key?"
Xie Yu glanced at them, and then said, "Wanda, you still have a path in life, lost your way and lost your way?"
He Zhao coughed lightly, "Pry it open."
Wanda tried to change the subject, lit the candle, and urged him to make a wish: "Brother Yu, this demonic wind...Fuck, blow it quickly, or it should be extinguished."
Several people formed a circle and tried to block the wind: "Hurry up, you can't hold it anymore."
The more they urged, the more blank Xie Yu's mind became. When the candles were extinguished, he couldn't think of any wish.
The others cheered and waited to cut the cake.
He Chao went to the bag and turned over the knife and fork, and found that it was full of beer: "Knowledge of all things, let you buy something to eat, why are you buying so much wine?"
Wanda didn't admit it because he wanted to drink: "Man, the atmosphere of this rooftop party..."
They threw the beer cans on the roof all over the place.
When the wind blows, he rolls a few times on the ground along the wind.
Taking advantage of the group of people drinking, He Zhao casually asked, "What wish did you just make?"
Xie Yu said, "No."
"what?"
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Xie Yu repeated it with a smile: "I didn't make a wish."
Nothing was promised, but it felt like anything could come true.