Cheng Ran had to admit that if the woman sitting next to him was in college, she would definitely meet the college students' best imagination of the opposite sex they pursue.
The clothes of this era may not be gorgeous. She wears a simple blue sweater jacket, nine-point casual pants and flat shoes that reveal her frosty ankles. The closer you get to her, the more you can smell the sweet fragrance in the air. Her delicate face, without any embellishment or makeup, seems to belong only to this corner of the classroom, this three-dimensional painting in light and shadow in this fragment of time and space.
Cheng Ran had never experienced these things before. It was a mysterious feeling.
Just like the father in the future trapped in the hypercube in "Interstellar", he warned his daughter in the past through the gravitational waves in the study. He turned the fate line of time and space, and the time and the sea turned upside down. He did not fail the high school entrance examination and enter the Fourth Middle School, but took a step into the First High School. His world was reshuffled, and the people he met and the life path also changed. His parents, Xie Houming, Xie Feibai, Jiang Hongshao, Cheng Bin... Those people, like a chessboard with crisscrossing paths, were re-disrupted and repositioned. One by one, they embarked on different trajectories, even the person sitting next to him at this time... Qin Xizhen.
Cheng Ran has a kind of transcendence that transcends the world, as if he has one more dimension than the world and can interfere with and affect the operation of the three-dimensional world. The encounters and destinies of those people are like invisible lines, as if he can reach out his hand and lead them in different directions.
But in fact, Cheng Ran knew that even if he had such ability, he might not be able to get what he wanted. The consequences of changing and influencing a certain person are often unpredictable.
It was like he and Qin Xizhen were sitting side by side, but they were listening to such messy music, the occasional crosstalk from the bass and the blind beating of the drums, which did not conform to the imagination of beautiful things at all.
Then, amidst all the noise, Qin Xizhen suddenly spoke up, "Cheng Ran, what do you think of life?"
Cheng Ran opened her mouth slightly and said "Oh..." Was she trying to adapt to her role as a teacher? Was she going to give some chicken soup at this time
He thought for a moment and said, "Life is like eating a box of chocolates wrapped in different colored wrappers of unknown origin..."
"Hmm?" Qin Xizhen tilted his head and looked at him. "Interesting. What next?"
"You never know what you're going to eat when you open the candy wrapper," Cheng Ran paused, "It's like I'm eating a cockroach right now."
Qin Xizhen's greatest quality in people is that they are good at listening. After listening to Cheng Ran and thinking for a while, she felt that the first half of his speech was a bit like the philosophy of Bertrand Russell that she had heard at the music school. However, when Cheng Ran spoke the second half, her eyes suddenly opened wide. What kind of description is this
Qin Xizhen looked annoyed, and slapped him on the shoulder with a wave of his hand.
Cheng Ran rubbed his shoulders and said, "Old Qin, you are very violent!"
The corners of her lips rose slightly, "If you were as honest and hardworking as your grades, you wouldn't have suffered so much."
Cheng Ran disagreed, "If you weren't so petty, maybe we could become friends."
Qin Xizhen narrowed her cat eyes and suddenly asked softly, "Which of my legs is more beautiful?"
If this soft, cat-like voice were to be heard in any situation between a man and a woman, it would probably be irresistible and make the person's heart beat faster and their soul shaken.
What's more, this sentence naturally brought Cheng Ran back to the stunning scene of Qin Xizhen doing the splits in the alley when he entered the first high school.
Cheng Ran almost used the concentration of a reborn person to pull himself back to his senses, grinning to reveal his dazzling white teeth, "They all look good!"
"You look so good!" Qin Xizhen's gentle eyes suddenly became sharp, and he raised his right foot and kicked Cheng Ran's instep.
Seeing Cheng Ran frowning and holding his legs in pain, Qin Xizhen frowned and said softly, "Hey, don't pretend..."
Cheng Ran grinned, "I injured my foot while playing football some time ago. The PE teacher said it might be a bone fracture... Let me rest well..."
"ah… !"
Qin Xizhen's eyes trembled. She knew that she had learned dancing and was quite skilled in it. A kick would still hurt. The key point was that if Cheng Ran had an old injury, this would hit him.
Qin Xizhen stared at Cheng Ran. She had an oval face, but her cheeks were a little flushed because of fear. If she had a strand of air bangs on her forehead, she would probably look like the oriental porcelain dolls sold in the store.
Clank! The table was moved away, and Cheng Ran was exposed with an insecure look on his face. "What... are you doing?"
Then the stool moved back, and Qin Xizhen stood up...
There's no time to explain.
Her slender figure just stretched straight in the air, and she bent down again, one knee on the ground in front of Cheng Ran, half-knelt down, and stretched out her slender hands to grasp Cheng Ran's feet, "Stretch it out so I can see... Are you so slow?... If it's swollen, we have to go to the hospital immediately!"
The Conservatory of Music also has a dance major, and Qin Xizhen took dance as an elective. She also has experience in dealing with similar sprains, injuries, and even fractures. She once had patellar dislocation in her leg and wore a knee brace for half a year. This also made her more concerned about Cheng Ran's leg bone problem.
"This is actually"
Before Cheng Ran could stop him, Qin Xizhen rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the seam of his trouser legs. The two white arms showed blue veins that almost showed through the white skin.
And then... Sizzle!
Beep, beep!
Great strength works wonders.
Cheng Ran's trouser legs were torn apart by the Chinese chef Qin Xizhen with his bare hands...
Torn apart!
Cheng Ran looked at Qin Xizhen with a stunned expression.
His puffy sweatpants turned into ripped bell-bottoms, revealing a bronze calf. Then the pants drooped down, and the calf stuck out.
The bone lines on Cheng Ran's calves were firm, and the key point was... there was no sign of swelling, not even a red mark.
Qin Xizhen half-knelt and observed for a long time, and then... half of her face was already sunken in the hail.
"Actually what I want to say is... just be nice to me." Cheng Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Qin Xizhen stood up, brushed the dust off his knees, and twitched his lips stiffly, "Haha... I'll be nice to you now! I'll be nice to you now!" As he spoke, Qin Xizhen's hands turned into windmills, slapping his shoulders and arms with "Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The band's performance was interrupted by this interlude, and then there was a series of bangs and bangs as tables, chairs and benches were moved and knocked away.
Cheng Ran rushed out of the classroom. Qin Xizhen chased him to the door, gritting his teeth, "… If you have the guts, hide again tomorrow!"
Then, he saw Cheng Ran's trouser leg torn by the wind, like a rice planter who had provoked a buffalo in the field.
The band behind him had already been bent forward and backward.
Her red face finally couldn't help it... She reached her limit, put one hand back to cover her mouth, and laughed out loud.
Then she covered her belly, trying to hold back her laughter, but she couldn't help laughing. This look was very unladylike and did not match her image, but she probably didn't care.
She was swaying in the white fluff of winter in Qingyi, with her beautiful smile.
Life is like this. Each stage has its own journey, and you will experience the painful growth of birthing a child. Remember what you should remember and forget what you should forget. Change what you can change and accept what you cannot change.
At least she is happier than many of her peers and can still work in the field of music that she loves. No matter what the future holds, it will remain the same.
Maybe this is even her life from now on.
She wiped away the tears of laughter, thinking that this was probably the happiest day since she started working at No. 1 High School.