"What do you choose?"
"Liberal Arts, so you don't have to chew your pencils on physics and chemistry anymore. How about you, brother?"
"My mom said that if you learn math, physics and chemistry well, you won't be afraid of traveling around the world. So I decided to choose science."
"Well, then we will be separated from each other. Take care, brother!"
"Take care of yourself!"
When the monitor took the form and registered everyone one by one, the students in the classroom of Class 3 gathered into countless small groups, and each place was filled with sad feelings of parting. No matter how many bumps and bruises there were between them in the past year, at this moment, the most indifferent person would be inexplicably a little emotional. There was no quarrel, no noise, and you could almost hear the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves of the acacia tree outside the corridor, adding a touch of youthful melancholy to the parting of youth.
Ren Yi was silently tidying up the desk, while Wen Liang sat sideways with his back against the wall, curiously watching him taking things out of the drawer. The small drawer was like Doraemon's little pocket, with pirated martial arts novels piled up one after another to form a thick wall, which was spectacular!
"Brother Ren, you have to take your desk with you when you change classes. There's no need to pack it up..."
Qingdao No. 1 Middle School has a very strange rule. On the first day students enter the school, their names are written on the back of each table and chair. During the three years of high school, the tables and chairs go with the students and they are responsible if they are lost or broken. This effectively prevents some idiots from splitting up the tables and chairs and burning them for warmth when the cold winter comes, and also reduces the appearance rate of table legs, which are a must-have weapon in fights.
Ren Yi stroked the cover of the book, his eyes full of reluctance, and he lowered his head affectionately and pressed it against the book, unwilling to get up for a long time. Wen Liang was completely confused, touched his forehead, and said, "Brother Ren, did you not take your medicine before going out today?"
"Hey," Ren Yi sat up, holding Wen Liang's hand, and sang sadly: "Give me a cup of love water, so that I won't be sad for the rest of my life. Give me a cup of love water, so that I won't cry for a night. Ah, ah..."
Especially the two "ah, ah" sounds, which must be low first and then high, deep first and then passionate, with a bit of classic vibrato, which almost made Wen Liang embarrassed to death: "Stop, stop! Brother Ren, I know you have been doing that to me, but I really don't do that, so let's not do that, okay?"
Ren Yi asked curiously, "Brother Wen, what are you talking about? Who did that to you?" He saw the clue from Wen Liang's expression and threw his hand away, "... Damn, do you still have some shame? I'm a genuine virgin, and there are so many beautiful girls waiting for me to favor them. I'm not interested in a stinky man like you!"
Wen Liang wiped his sweat and said, "That's good, that's good! But if you have no intention towards me, why are you singing "Forget Love Water"?"
"That song is for the first eighteen years of my life. From today on, I will say goodbye to it all..."
Hearing the reluctance in Ren Yi's words, and seeing him serious for once, Wen Liang asked in a serious tone, "What's wrong?"
Ren Yi had no secrets from Wen Liang and told him everything that happened during the summer vacation. Wen Liang listened quietly and said, "Song Wan is good!"
Wen Liang has always been generous in praising others, but his words are usually mostly encouraging. A simple word like "not bad" actually seems more powerful.
"Yeah, how could I meet such a good girl? Sometimes I think about it, it's like a dream, how could it be so unreal? As soon as the sun rose and the light shone, snap, it shattered!" Ren Yi's eyes were filled with gentleness, and he whispered, "But it's just a dream, I want to try my best before I wake up from the dream. Brother Wen, do you think it's reliable to go to Peking University with my grades?"
Wen Liang said seriously, "Ren Yi, I have confidence in you! You are very smart, much smarter than many people I know. As long as you concentrate and put your time and energy into studying, Peking University will not be a problem for you!"
Ren Yi was silent for a while, then he resolutely picked up the novel on the table, walked up to Li Bao, and said, "I give it to you!"
Li Bao rubbed his eyes exaggeratedly and said, "Are you serious?"
The two met at the school gate this morning, and Ren Yi proposed to give all his collections to Li Bao unconditionally. As a fellow traveler, Li Bao had always coveted Ren Yi's library, and thought he was just joking, but he didn't expect him to really give it to him.
Ren Yi touched the book cover for the last time and reminded him, "Treat them well!"
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Li Bao, this little bitch, was afraid that Ren Yi would go back on his word, so he picked up a pen and wrote a transfer agreement in two copies. They each signed their name and pressed their fingerprints with the Hero ink.
Ma Gang, the sports teacher next to him, stretched his head to take a look. The fool who couldn't even recite the multiplication table suddenly got the idea and said something that made Li Bao very confused: "Silly man, extracurricular books are illegal items in school. As for illegal items, whether it is collecting, trading or giving away, it is all illegal. In other words, your agreement is not protected by law!"
Li Bao and Ren Yi were stunned. Ma Gang looked up proudly and said, "My father works in the court. He always says this when he confiscates my pocket books. Hey, I only read half of the book "Senior Brother, You Are So Bad" last time..."
The so-called pocket books are novels that can be put into pockets. In the 1980s and 1990s, most of them were romance novels, and the content was almost the same routine, handsome men and beautiful women, love and affection, life and death, etc. But this is not the point. The point is that in that era when there was no 104, no 91, no se in the se, no maa, no ivy, and no spring warmth, such romance pocket books had many marginal plots, which were enough to relieve the troubles of some people with excessive hormone secretion.
Many male classmates only realized many years later that when they were still happily immersed in the world of martial arts novels and collectively looked down on girls who read romance novels, others had already walked far ahead of them.
The reason why little girls mature earlier than little boys is that this kind of pocket book definitely plays an important role!
As for a weirdo like Ma Gang, one can only say that one should not judge a person by his appearance. A big and strong guy must have a sultry side. Books like "Senior Brother, You Are So Bad" are unbearable to read at the first name. Not only did he read it with great interest, but he also felt resentful for not finishing the second half. It really leaves people speechless!
Li Bao and Ren Yi both raised their middle fingers: "Damn it!"
Ji Su was still talking to a few good female classmates. Meng Ke came back and sat down first. He smiled at Wen Liang and said, "What did you sign up for?"
"Science, I guess," Wen Liang shrugged, and said, "Those things about history and politics need to be memorized by rote. I may not have that much time..."
Meng Ke stuck out her tongue and said, "Then we can't be in the same class. I applied for the liberal arts major..."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "If you want to be a university teacher, you don't have to go to a normal school."
Meng Ke pointed at him and shouted, "Okay, so when we girls were whispering that night, you were eavesdropping with your ears perked up? In fact, we were just joking. I'm lucky to be a primary school teacher, but I can't even think about being a university teacher. So, you should study at the Normal College honestly, and come back to Qingzhou to be a teacher after graduation. If you're lucky, you can get into No. 1 Middle School. Then think about our days back then, it will be very interesting, right?"
"What's interesting?"
It was Ji Su who spoke. She hugged Meng Ke from behind, with her chin on her shoulder. Two fresh and bright faces bloomed side by side, just like this flower-like season.
"Meng Ke is planning for the future!" Wen Liang joked, "Have you registered?"
Ji Su nodded and said, "I decided to apply for science!"
Meng Ke sighed and said, "They say that clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones. It seems that I, the old friend, have lost to the new one!"
Ji Su tickled her with his fingers and said shyly, "What nonsense are you talking about? I just thought about it seriously. The profession of teacher is too rigid and not suitable for me. Being a doctor is a bit challenging..."
Rather than saying that Ji Su chose Xu Yao between Xu Yao and Meng Ke, it is better to say that between friendship and love, she leaned towards love. Because the sisterhood with Meng Ke would not become weak just because they were not in the same university, but what she didn't know was that if she left Xu Yao, would she still have the chance to look at that boy
She no longer expected to keep Wen Liang by her side. Perhaps only a perfect girl like Xu Yao was worthy of a boy like Wen Liang, but she couldn't help wanting to chase after him. They didn't need to be together day and night, or be in love with each other. As long as she raised her head and took one look, he was there, he was happy, and he was blessed.
That's enough!
The morning passed quickly, and the most talked about topic in the cafeteria at noon was the class division. Many friends who had known each other for a year would gradually become estranged because of this, and many people who were originally strangers would become their close friends in the next two years, and perhaps even accompany them for the rest of their lives.
Someone once said that high school is the three years in your life when you are most likely to make best friends. In his previous life, Wen Liang met Tan Yu, and in this life, he also met other people.
Friends are as heavy as mountains!
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Yuting walked into the classroom. After two months of outdoor walking and photography, Teacher Ye's fair skin had a little wheat color, which made her look healthier and more beautiful. She glanced at the whole class, and the chaotic voices immediately quieted down. The young faces made people nostalgic and relieved.
"Okay, now I'll announce the class list. Students whose names are called, please move your desks and chairs to your class after all the names are read out! Zhang Tianqi, Class 21, Zhang Ziyun, Class 21, Ma Gang, Class 22... Li Bao, Class 24... Ji Su, Class 25, Wen Liang, Class 26... Meng Ke, Class 27... Ren Yi, Class 29..."
After the list was read out, Ye Yuting smiled and said, "Thank you all for your company over the past year. I hope you will study hard in your new class. If you have any questions at any time, you can come to the teacher for help. I will always be your class teacher!"
The applause resounded like thunder in the classroom of Class 3.
This day, yesterday became a memory,
This day, tomorrow becomes the future! (To be continued)