"I don't have much demand for you." Xu Wei cursed until her throat became dry, and took a sip of water. "I didn't care about other things in your first year and sophomore year, but you are in the third year of high school. You are willing to come to class. Should you have a good class?"
Xu Wei glared angrily, threw a draft on the table and placed it on it with red nails: "Look at what you were doing when you were in my class?"
The name of Bai Liu is scrawled on the cover of the draft, and there are several formulas that have not yet calculated the results. At the end of the writing, the letters are deformed, and the writing is very careless.
Bai Liu picked up this familiar draft and opened it at will. Seeing all kinds of simple graffiti on it, it suddenly dawned on him.
It's this book.
When he was in high school, he often skipped classes in the early period. When he was in the second semester of high school, he was intimidated and lured by Lu Yizhan to come to class, but he did not go to school properly. During class, most of them were wandering or in a daze. Randomly draw some graffiti on his notebook.
This is the book he often draws on graffiti. It turns out that Xu Wei confiscated it. No wonder he didn't find it when he graduated.
Xu Wei snatched the notebook from Bai Liu's hand, threw it angrily, turned a few pages, and showed him to Bai Liu:
"What are you painting these?!"
Bai Liu raised his eyes wavelessly and looked at the painting on the notebook.
The pictures in the book are drawn with ballpoint pens, and they are scribbled and simple, so you can probably see clearly what they mean.
In the early paintings, most of the female monster with red nails and protruding eyes died tragically after being divided by various weapons. From time to time, there would be a watermelon head leopard next to her. This kind of painting occupies about half of the book, and most of the colors used are red and blue ballpoint pens, which look very dazzling and bloody.
But in the later stage, the style of painting changed, and a faceless pencil villain appeared. This villain was described in a vague manner. He was wearing a school uniform and was a thin and small one. He sat alone on the edge of the flowerbed and looked down. The two ice cream sticks he held in his hands seemed very lonely.
Then on the next page, in front of the pencil villain, a group of black, messy, fluffy lines the size of a puppy appeared.
These lines can't see the shadow, and it seems that the painter can't see the appearance of the thing that suddenly appeared in front of him, so he can only describe the shape of the shadow in his eyes in such a vague way.
This fluffy puppy line squatted in front of the little man’s legs, and a pair of frames was drawn beside it, and it said: "Can you give me one of the ice cream in your hand?" 】
The villain replied with a dialog box: [No. 】
The puppy line continued to ask: [Then can I change with you? 】
The villain asked: [What to change? 】
The puppy line said: [Exchange with my newly born soul. 】
Bai Liu looked straight at the draft book, reaching for it.
He doesn't remember that he once painted such a piece of stuff.
Xu Wei pulled back the draft, and as soon as she was about to speak and continue to scold, she saw Bai Liu's eyes flatly looking at her.
Her scalp numb, her voice weakened: "... What are you doing looking at me like this?"
It felt like she was strangling her to death with a whip. She had never seen Bai Liu's aggressive eyes when she looked at her before. All of a while, her back became cold, and she subconsciously let go of her own book. Bai Liu took it back with his hand.
"The teacher scolded you for your own good." Xu Weiqiang calmly stood up, moved a little less, and lightly pointed at the notebook in Bai Liu's hand, "Look at what you painted, it's messy, if you paint well. The teacher can also help you apply for an art and sports class, but you can see what you draw..."
"What kind of female monsters with red nails, what kind of scars, they are too scary, are they the monsters in the scary games you like to play?"
Bai Liu glanced at the red nails on Xu Wei's hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up, but he hummed unnecessarily, "That's it."
Xu Wei cleared her throat: "There are also the villains and lines behind. That villain is yourself, right? What are those lines and talk to you?"
"You also know that something happened recently. Everyone is very concerned about the psychological problems of high school students." Xu Wei pretended to sigh, "The teacher is also very worried about your psychological condition, so I asked about what you painted. The school’s psychologist."
"They said that this kind of painting of you is partly because of self-enclosure, which has led to the fact that the non-existent friends who were fantasised in childhood remain to the present, which is a relatively serious psychological problem."
Bai Liu lowered his head, holding the notebook without saying a word.
Upon seeing this, Xu Wei couldn't help but feel a sense of pride that hurt Bai Liu. She slowly straightened her chest, her expression turned hypocritical and arrogant: "Of course, the teacher can't understand why you have such a problem, after all. You grew up in that kind of environment, and with this kind of personality, you don't seem to have any friends in the orphanage?"
Bai Liu still didn't answer.
The smile on Xu Wei's face widened and widened: "Qiao Mu's senior year of high school pressure is very high, and it may aggravate your psychological problems. You have also seen that many students have had problems this year, and the teacher does not want you. There is also a problem."
"Well, the teacher can help you apply for withdrawal first, and how about going to another class when your psychological problem improves?"
As long as Bai Liu is forced away, her grades in her class will not be affected, and Hou Tong can no longer pester Bai Liu.
Seeing Bai Liu still ignoring her, Xu Wei frowned and said, a female teacher came nearby and knocked on Xu Wei's desk: "Mr. Xu, we are going to go down and gather."
"Okay." Xu Wei stood up, and she glanced at Bai Liu, "Bai Liu, you should think about it yourself."
"I also do it for your own good."
Outside the window is the notification sound of the loudspeaker: [All students, please come to the playground to gather! All students are invited to gather in the playground! 】
The students walked down busily with stools, complaining to each other that there would be a meeting in the sun as big as two o'clock in the afternoon. Basically every student had a bottle of frozen mineral water and a bag of sorbet ice cream snacks in his hand.
Most of the students in Qiaomu High School are in good condition. At a mobilization meeting, everyone will buy something and eat and drive.
Except Bai Liu.
He has no money to buy these, but it doesn't mean he can't eat them.
"Teacher Xu left you for the entire class." Hou Tong complained and walked up. She opened her pocket and handed Bai Liu a popsicle. "At least I will leave you time to drink?"
Bai Liu closed the draft book that he had just opened, and his eyes swept across the popsicle she handed over, politely and remotely thanked: "Thank you, but no need."
Hou Tong was taken aback. She quickly understood what she was about. She grabbed Bai Liu who was about to turn and left and explained anxiously: "I didn't buy it for you!"
"Fangdian bought it and asked me to bring it to you!"
After Bai Liu paused, he turned to look at Hou Tong.
"Don't lie to you, I really didn't buy it!" Hou Tong eagerly showed it to Bai Liu. "Look, it's the cheapest kind of popsicle. It costs 50 cents. I bought it for you and you won't buy it."
Yes, the whole small pocket contains ice cream with a unit price of seven or eight to a dozen yuan, and a cheap double-headed popsicle with a unit price of only one-tenth of the other ice cream is out of place.
-But this is the popsicle that Bai Liu eats most in the entire high school.
In the summer, Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian will spend frugally to buy this popsicle for Bai Liu.
"Thanks." Bai Liu took it, and he smiled very shallowly. This time his face was a little less alienated and a little more serious, "Thank you for helping bring it."
Seeing Bai Liu took it away, Hou Tong breathed a sigh of relief behind him, but looked down at a bag of more than ten yuan of high-priced ice cream in his small pocket, but none of them was as good as the fifty cents he bought for Bai Liu. Popsicle, she stomped her feet unconvincedly, her eyes were a little red.
What is her point difference, for example!
Why don't you want her stuff every time!
As he walked, Bai Liu randomly tore open the wrapping paper of the popsicles. This cheap popsicle was made of two stick-shaped popsicles pasted together.
Lu Yizhan has been raising him since the time of the orphanage. He is used to dividing him into any food, and this habit is retained in high school. Before Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian are together, he usually eats one with Lu Yizhan. This kind of popsicle, one per person, is very cost-effective.
But after Lu Yizhan chased Fangdian, this two popsicle was only enough for two people, and it was very embarrassing when three people were divided. At that time, Bai Liu, an outsider who was eating and drinking, would happily retreat from the other two people. The world, go to the office to collect water.
Eighteen-year-old Bai Liu thought calmly that it was finally time when Lu Yizhan should have his own circle.
He didn't understand why Lu Yizhan would raise him for more than four years for no reason, but this doubt finally stopped after Fang Dian appeared—maybe at that time there was no more interesting thing around Lu Yizhan to pay attention to, so he was boring. Just come to raise him.
But soon Bai Liu fell into greater confusion.
He originally thought that the arrival of Fangdian would make Lu Yizhan follow the path of a normal person—to enter a good university, get a good job after graduation, get married, have children, make many excellent friends, and live a normal and successful life. In short, he will be like him. This is the end of the communication of marginal figures.
It was like half of the fifty cents popsicle that Lu Yizhan gave him should stop there.
In the future, Lu Yizhan should not eat such cheap popsicles and split half of them with people like him. They are not people in the same world.
But... not so.
Fang Dian's arrival did not take away the popsicle belonging to Bai Liu, but made Bai Liu eat one more popsicle each time.
This woman would laugh and buy a five-cent double-headed popsicle, and then share the other one with Bai Liu, touch his head and say, "What are you hiding? I like you very much."
Since then, the popsicles Bai Liu can eat have become two, and his confusion has doubled.
"Bai Liu!"
A hearty and generous voice came. A girl with a high ponytail, wearing a school uniform and a school skirt laughed and shouted in the crowd. She raised her right hand and waved, smiling brightly, and the sun became dazzling and warm when the sun fell on her. , Dispelling the lifeless atmosphere here:
"Bai Liu! This way!"
"Come and sit on my side!"