The incandescent lights in the teaching building would light up with a crackling sound in the early morning, and then begin the stories that wake you up here every day, the people you meet, the classes you have dozed off, the dark test papers that you hate so much, and the densely written draft books. Occasionally, when you flip through a few pages, you will see doodles like turtles and cartoon portraits, and the eyes that you inadvertently meet across the group.
It is said that people should look forward, but in fact, most of the time, people are animals living in the past.
It is like many people who, after becoming rich, miss the piece of bread they ate when they were poor and hungry. Now, no matter how delicious the food is, it may taste even better, but it is difficult to find the comfort that the piece of bread or even the person brought them when they were in trouble. It is like migratory birds returning to their nests, leaves returning to their roots, and people returning to their hometowns after death. Why do many people who have been living abroad for most of their lives, and have many children and grandchildren and have achieved success, still hope to be buried in their hometown in the end
It's like many years later when you get married, start a career and work hard to make a living, busy working in this part of society, taking on various positions: boss, subordinate, assistant, professor, engineer, sales, parent... working around the clock, physically and mentally exhausted but dare not rest, but when you see the men and women who walked side by side in the old campus, the past is suddenly stirred up, and you look back at the purest throbbing and strength of those years, which has actually always been deep in your heart, becoming a part of what supports you to fight against life.
There are some things that make you feel full of energy just by thinking about them.
The little beauties that can be seen everywhere and are commonplace will become more and more timeless as the years go by with no way to look back.
"Are you okay..."
As Chen Ruoting asked this question, others also joined in expressing their concern for Cheng Ran.
In key schools, especially Shanhai No. 1 High School, you can get in only because you have good grades, or if you have a gap in grades and paid enough school selection fees, or because your family has good connections, but it actually has little to do with personal conduct. It's like the society in later generations always says that some second- and third-rate university students are so bad, but don't first-rate universities have such problems? It's just that those are more vicious and advanced, and those evils are more harmful.
So it’s not about how bad a student can be, but how bad human nature is. No matter who you are, where you are, what position you are in, or how old you are, a person can be as bad as his human nature.
"It's really okay, it's over, it's all over..." Amidst everyone's inquiries, seeing those faces that might still be immature but full of concern, Cheng Ran felt a warmth in his heart. These young people are sometimes really cute.
But Cheng Ran's words sounded different to others.
On Friday, Cheng Ran was alone, being called in the alley by Qi Sheng and his five men. The result seemed self-evident. The "it's over..." he said at this moment was actually a kind of helplessness after being beaten.
Everyone wants to save face. At this time, they will definitely say that everything is fine. In fact, no one knows how big the shadow accumulated in their hearts is.
So Chen Ruoting said, "Okay, I get it, Cheng Ran, don't think too much... In fact, in my opinion, you dare to face Qi Sheng and others alone, which is a kind of courage. Cheng Ran, you are very brave."
Seeing the seriousness of the girl in front of him, Cheng Ran's mouth twitched. What do you want to say... A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and dares to look squarely at the blood
How miserable is this
Someone reached out and patted his shoulder. It was the class monitor Zhang Feng. "Where are you hurt? Are you broke any bones? It's okay... We are in the same class. If they dare to hit you again, call us together. As classmates, we will definitely support you..." These words made some girls look at him like crazy.
Seeing everyone's sympathetic and concerned eyes, Cheng Ran felt a little confused. How come this was making things worse? Why don't you just ask me if I've been to the hospital for a check-up
Then a girl said coquettishly, "Have you... gone to the hospital for a checkup? Some injuries cannot be seen from the outside, and there may be internal bleeding..."
"Class is starting!" Cheng Ran walked straight back to his seat and threw his schoolbag aside.
The people who gathered together to express their condolences dispersed again, but they all sat down with various concerns for him.
At this time, someone suddenly came in. It was Yu Xiao. As soon as he entered the room, he stared at Cheng Ran's position and said, "Cheng Ran, when I was playing football on Friday, were Qi Sheng, Gu Dong, and Li Wei blocking you after school?"
Yu Xiao entered the classroom and walked towards Cheng Ran while laughing, "Someone saw them coming to school, all with bruises on their faces... You're too harsh. Didn't we agree to cultivate our moral character?"
In an instant, the classroom was filled with peace and quiet.
Yu Xiao was so stunned by the atmosphere that he looked around... Did he say something wrong
Then he saw heads turning towards Cheng Ran at the same time, like the sunny plants deep in the city.
Facing the gazes from all directions, Cheng Ran opened his mouth, waved his hands, and explained to the whole class innocently.
"What if I say it wasn't me?"
"It really wasn't me..."
…
Cheng Ran didn’t know whether anyone listened to his explanation that day. Anyway, he felt that no one in the class believed him.
But on second thought, if a fight really broke out under that circumstance, he would probably have to fight with Qi Sheng and his gang. He would just use his advantage in the complicated terrain of the alleys to launch a counterattack, break through Qi Sheng unexpectedly, turn from the alley in front into a narrow passage that can only accommodate one person, and fight while walking. In fact, the most important thing in a fight is momentum and strategy. With his temperament and the strategy he had already formulated, he dare not say that he will defeat Qi Sheng and his gang. They will have to pay a heavy price, which is probably certain. The most important thing is that he is not like the current middle school students who fight according to the rules and fight with fists. For him, he will use whatever is convenient...
Of course, Xie Feibai took the lead and knocked down Qi Sheng and the other two men like chopping melons and vegetables. The remaining two people had already lost their courage and stood aside without daring to breathe. This was also a disguised form of testimony. Momentum is the most important thing.
This incident caused a temporary splash, but it was far less than what was expected, and it died down without any follow-up.
Time returned to calm. It had been several weeks since the start of high school. The head teacher, Tan Qingchuan, began to observe the overall progress of the class. As the learning progressed, the gaps between students began to appear, and their levels and grades would be widened in the future.
After Qin Xizhen's music class this week, she suddenly said, "Cheng Ran, come to my office after class."
At this time, the initial surprise that Qin Xizhen brought to the school had gradually faded away. She was like a beautiful girl. Every time she had a class or could be seen, people would feel happy unconsciously.
I followed Qin Xizhen to her office. Most of the other teachers had gone to class, but Qin Xizhen, the music teacher, seemed to be relatively free. She was the only one in the huge office. Qin Xizhen only had classes in the afternoon, and after the last class in the morning, she could actually go straight back to the dormitory.
But she had no intention of leaving. Returning to her seat, Cheng Ran noticed that there was a lesson preparation book filled with writing on her desk, and there was also a rectangular cowhide notebook next to it.
She sat back in her seat and pointed to the stool next to her, "Sit wherever you like."
She leaned back in her office chair with a backrest and drank a few sips of water from a blue sports bottle. To Cheng Ran, she looked like a female college student.
Cheng Ran seemed to notice something again and smiled slightly, "Teacher Qin, you are only twenty years old, so young."
Qin Xizhen, who was originally drinking from the spout of a sports water bottle, made a "hmm" sound, and opened her eyes. She noticed that Cheng Ran had seen the teacher's record book on her left, and reached out to cover it. "I skipped a grade in elementary school, and was promoted to the second year of high school. I went to an art university at the age of seventeen."
"No wonder, I didn't recognize him at all that day. I thought he was a high school student like me."
Qin Xizhen complained in his heart, this is not a question of whether you recognize me as a teacher...
Qin Xizhen shook his head, "I didn't ask you about this... It's just that, Cheng Ran, when you graduated from high school, I was also at the party at Wanghai Tower."
Cheng Ran was stunned.
I see.