On the day of receiving the notice, the school was in chaos.
The classroom was chaotic, some were discussing the answers and rankings of the test questions, and some were talking about the latest TV series. From getting on the wrong sedan chair to marrying the right man to talking about Legend of Sword and Fairy, from the little soldier Zhang Ga to talking about bloody romance.
The topics among the girls are like a torrent of water.
Meng Shengnan looked towards the back row of the classroom, but Li Yan was not there. A group of girls were smiling and talking, one in colorful clothes, one more beautiful than the other. She looked away, and someone asked in her ear, "What are you looking at?"
It's Fu Song.
She said, "Beauty."
The boy smiled: "Your hobby is really special."
Meng Shengnan just smiled and said nothing.
Fu Song changed the subject, and said in a calm voice, "The Chinese New Year will be in ten days."
Meng Shengnan made a 'hmm' sound.
"How is the book reading?"
"Front Town is finished."
"What did you realize?"
Mentioning this, Meng Shengnan sighed: "The love in that era was really pure, alas."
Fu Song looked at her amusedly: "You said a word and sighed twice, why?"
Meng Shengnan said, "When I think of the last scene, Cui Cui is sitting on an old boat by the river waiting for Nuo to be sent back. It will take a year, two years or maybe a lifetime, and I feel very bad."
Fu Song asked: "Do you think she can wait?"
Meng Shengnan shook his head and said he didn't know.
"What do you think?" she asked back.
Fu Song said, "Yes."
"Why?"
"It will always come." Before he could explain, the head teacher had already entered. There was no sound in the classroom, and one by one returned to their seats, staring straight at the report card in Lao Shi's hand. That expression, the word "go through fire and water" is an understatement.
A minute later, the following class committee members handed out the test papers.
Xue Lin was so jealous that she almost cried.
"Meng Shengnan—"
That expression was the same as that of Shi Jin at that time, but it was overly surprised. At that moment, the back row was bustling with activity, and a boy was circling his textbook with his index finger in great interest. It had been several minutes, but the book hadn't dropped yet, everyone booed and applauded. He tilted his head and chatted with Chi Zheng, not caring what the teacher was saying at all. Someone passed the test paper from the front, and he was as surprised as he was: "Yes, you."
Shi Jin took a look—
"My dear."
Chi Zheng raised his eyes, "What's wrong?"
On the English test paper in Shi Jin’s hand, there were three red and big numbers written on it—that was the first time in his history that he scored hundreds in a single subject, and it was still a resounding 121, except that he was embarrassed to ask for five points for the composition. .
Shi Jin swallowed his saliva: "Brother, I'm going against the sky."
Chi Zheng smiled: "It's amazing."
Shi Jin stared at the three children and counted, almost bewildered.
"I said—" Shi Jin muttered to himself.
Chi Zheng: "What?"
"That girl is really not an ordinary person."
Chi Zheng glanced at him: "Who is that?"
"goddess."
Just as Shi Jin wrote the last word, Chi Zheng's paper was handed out.
"How much?" Shi Jin leaned over to look.
Chi Zheng snorted.
The big 29 is on the paper.
Shi Jin smiled: "Sure, two points better than last time."
Chi Zheng: "Get lost."
"That will give you the answer, you don't want it, you're stupid now."
Chi Zheng said flatly, "It's okay."
"Fuck, isn't your mother worried if she sees that she won't beat you up?"
"It's you, brother, who should be worried." Chi Zheng said.
"What am I worried about?" Shi Jin raised his chin, and quickly turned the pen with his right hand.
The person at the front desk replied: "You have suddenly gained more than a hundred points, your mother doesn't doubt it?"
Shi Jin froze, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground.
Chi Zheng arched his right cheek with his tongue and sneered.
Later, Shi Jin changed the score to 78 in a different way. That's really bleeding, how easy is it to take such a high exam. After receiving the notice, almost all the students in the school dispersed. Meng Shengnan was temporarily released by Qi Qiao, and went to the Plaza Bookstore alone.
It was dark before returning home.
The room was brightly lit, and there were voices and laughter. Sheng Dian was busy in the kitchen, she just opened the door and went in when she saw Kang Tan. He and Meng Jin sat on the sofa and looked sideways together. Meng Jin raised his voice: "What are you doing standing at the door? Let's see who's coming."
Meng Shengnan let out a light 'ah'.
Kang Ti has already stood up: "Don't you know?"
Meng Shengnan smiled embarrassedly, "Well, you guys talk, I'll go see if my mother can help."
After speaking, flash away.
Meng Jin shook his head: "This girl."
Kang Qian smiled, glanced at the kitchen, and continued chatting with Meng Jin.
Meng Jin asked: "I remember you were applying for a combined master's and doctoral degree, right? How many years will it take to come out?"
"Three years."
"That comes out to be 25."
Kang nodded with a smile.
"When the time comes, do you plan to stay in Beijing or come back?"
Kang said, "I'm not sure yet, and I'm currently doing an internship at Beijing Medical University."
Meng Jin: "Your temperament is really suitable for studying medicine, but Nan Nan can't."
"What does Uncle Meng mean—?"
"I thought about it, but then I gave up. Whatever she likes, don't worry about it, let her go."
Kang Chi lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "It's very hard for girls to study medicine, but Nan Nan likes to read and write since she was a child, maybe she will develop well in this area in the future."
Meng Jin laughed a few times: "It's rare for someone to praise her."
Kang smiled generously.
Sheng Dian cooked the dishes, and Meng Shengnan went to ask them to eat. She hadn't seen Kang Tan for a year, and every time he came back, he seldom spoke, probably because the girl would be shy when she grew up, and the brother next door was no longer the boy who played with them when they were young.
She brought the washed fruit to the living room, "Dad, Brother Kang, it's time to eat."
Both stood up, but Kang Tan refused to leave.
Meng Jin: "Try your sister-in-law's craftsmanship, what's the rush?"
Sheng Cen just came out of the kitchen wearing an apron.
Xu Shi heard the sound and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Kang said with a smile: "Next time, sister-in-law, just come over and talk to Uncle Meng, otherwise my mother should be in a hurry."
Sheng Dian let out an 'ah' and laughed: "Your mother is such a temper, I just wait for you to accompany her to eat the first meal."
Kang smiled: "Then I'll go there first, and I'll try your handicraft later."
"Okay." Meng Jin said.
The room was warm, and the sound of the TV was amplified after Kang Chi left. Meng Shengnan's family sat at the dinner table, eating and chatting, and before they said a few words, the topic of the grand ceremony turned to Kang Qian.
"It's said that I look up to him from a young age, but the more I look at Kang Chi, the more I like him."
Meng Shengnan was digging hard at the rice.
Sheng Dian: "You need to have a degree, you need to have a good appearance, you need to be good-natured and filial, where can you find this?"
Meng Shengnan almost choked.
Sheng Dian sighed.
Meng Shengnan drank the last sip of soup, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth: "I'm done eating, I'm going upstairs."
The old way, she sneaked away before she could speak at the grand ceremony. That night the moon and stars were sparse, and a cold wind was blowing outside, beating against the windows. The sound of fireworks in the distance can be heard vaguely, one after another.
She was sitting on the windowsill, covered with a thick quilt.
QQ on the computer suddenly coughed heavily, it was a friend who added a reminder. She got off the window sill and leaned over to take a look. It was a person named Philosophy Mouse online.
Meng Shengnan thought for a while, then replied: Fu Song
The message over there quickly replied: I thought you would have to guess for a long time.
Meng Shengnan: I started the Philosophy Mouse, can you admit my mistake
Fu Song returned a helpless smile.
It was during the day to receive the notification letter. Although Fu Song's English was not so terrible at that time, it still scored a lot. So she asked for her Penguin number on the grounds of improving her English, and it was also Meng Shengnan's first time working overtime.
Fu Song: What are you doing
Meng Shengnan: Just relax and watch the sky.
Fu Song: Oh.
Meng Shengnan couldn't find a topic and didn't reply.
After a while, Fu Song's news came again.
-Have you eaten
Meng Shengnan: Yes.
Fu Song: Are you free tomorrow
Meng Shengnan: What's wrong.
Fu Song: Nothing, just ask.
Meng Shengnan: Oh, I'm going to take guitar lessons.
Fu Song: That's fine, go to bed early so I won't bother you.
Meng Shengnan scratched his cheek and said goodbye.
I can't sleep at night, and I can't read books. She turned on the repeater, and the tape was spinning slowly. A singing sound came out, and the distant and melodious sound splashed in this deep and lonely night. In 2003 that year, Jay Chou released a new album, and the song "Sunny Day" became popular all over the country.
By the ear, the single loops.
'Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time. But unfortunately, the wind gradually blows the distance far. '
The singing voice disappeared at some point, and Meng Shengnan kept looking for it. She ran a long, long way, and it was so dark that she couldn't see the direction. Someone called her from behind, the voice was very soft. As soon as she turned around, the sky changed. It was windy and rainy, and he was missing.
"Nannan—"
It was Sheng Ceremony calling her.
At that time, it was already daylight. She slowly opened her eyes and got up from the bed. Subconsciously looking sideways, there is snow outside the window. Trees and roofs are everywhere, heavy, as if they will fall down at any time.
"Get up." She responded loudly.
After getting dressed, washed and went downstairs, Meng Jin went to work, and Sheng Dian had already prepared dinner.
The two chatted casually at the dinner table.
Sheng Dian asked, "Are you going to practice guitar this afternoon?"
"Well, last class."
"I went to the mall two days ago and met your teacher Chen." Sheng Dian said, "She seems to be in a bad mood."
"Is it?"
"Yeah." Sheng Dian took a sip of the food and said, "Go over and greet me in the afternoon."
"knew."
Sheng Dian added: "By the way, go to your Aunt Kang's house when you have nothing to do."
Meng Shengnan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
"Duohe people are the best students of Peking University to learn from."
Meng Shengnan: "..."
Sheng Ceremony laughed.
After dinner, Shengdian went shopping with a few aunts in the neighborhood. At that time, the snow had stopped. Meng Shengnan stayed alone in the room, reading books and listening to the repeater, writing down what he was interested in in his notebook. She read that Border Town for a long time, turned her head back and turned it over again, it was very meaningful.
Before going to practice in the afternoon, she ran to the bookstore for an hour with her guitar on her back.
Maybe because of the holiday, there are quite a lot of people in the bookstore. People kept passing by, and there were several people standing in the small aisle in front of each row of bookshelves, holding books and looking down, but they were indifferent to the sounds nearby.
She flipped through a few pages of the book in her hand, looked at the time, and then at the price. Someone outside the store was listening to the radio, and it happened to be on the hour: it is now 16:00 Beijing time. Meng Shengnan put away the books, and walked out of the bookstore step by step. Walk for two minutes to take a bus at Xinjiekou, and it is crowded with people.
By the time we got there, there were already fewer people.
The snow fell slowly and fell to the ground, and was blown away by the wind after a while. Meng Shengnan got out of the car and walked into the community. She looked to the left and right with careful thought, and slowly reached the place before retracting her mind. Many people arrived at that time, and Chen Si was busy pouring hot water for everyone. It was still the large classroom converted from the living room, and Meng Shengnan was sitting at the very edge by the window.
They are all a group of guitar enthusiasts, talking and laughing passionately together.
"Teacher, I recently learned a new song and play it for you?" a boy said.
Everyone applauded and booed.
Chen Si smiled and said, "Okay."
A dozen or so people listened.
The boy is a literary and artistic cynic, and he sang a song about you who is at the same table as an old wolf. That song seems to never be out of date. It has been ten years since 1994, and it is still a classic as always.
After playing and singing a song, everyone booed: "One more song."
Someone called him a folk boy, and he blushed and played the childhood of Shu Luo Dayou again. That was really too long a memory, he sang 'on the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer'. Singing to the climax, a group of people followed along: "Day after day, year after year, a confused childhood."
The snow was gradually falling outside, falling on the ground in a thick layer.
That day Chen Si was teaching Zhou Huajian's classic old song friend, everyone had a guitar score and played until dark.
Someone asked Chen Si: "Teacher, who is your favorite singer?"
"Jacky Cheung." Chen Si said.
"Can you flick the head?"
The big guys booed again.
Chen Si smiled lightly and said yes. She is really a very gentle woman, Meng Shengnan has always felt that she is like the sunset and evening river in the poet's mouth, the chrysanthemum in the painter's brush, with a story, light and tranquil.
A class ended quickly, and the students left one after another. Meng Shengnan remembered the grand ceremony's instructions and stayed at the end to greet Chen Si. At that time, Zixue had covered the ground as thick as a palm, and she waited for everyone to leave before going to Chen Si's side with the guitar on her back, and helped her tidy up the chairs together.
"Thank you." Her voice was always gentle.
Meng Shengnan smiled.
Chen Si said while busy: "I saw your mother two days ago, she is very good at bargaining."
Meng Shengnan couldn't help laughing, "My mother is like that."
"I remember your mother taught elementary school?"
"Well, it's been more than twenty years."
Chen Si had a gentle face: "No wonder I taught you so well, my son couldn't even catch a shadow for a whole day."
Meng Shengnan scratched his cheek in embarrassment, no wonder there was no one in the room. She honestly passed on the words to Shengdian: "She even asked me to say hello to Mr. Chen during breakfast in the morning."
"It's the Chinese New Year, and I wish her a happy new year."
"Um."
After tidying up, bring it with you.
Meng Shengnan glanced at the heavy snow outside: "Teacher, I'll go back first."
"Okay, walk slowly and be careful of slippery roads."
"Ai."
Coming out of the house, it was quite cold. Meng Shengnan was wrapped in a scarf, stuffed his hands into the down jacket and walked forward with his head down. With both feet stepping into the snow, there was a dull thud. The surrounding street lights were dim, illuminating the road ahead.
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
It was less than seven o'clock, probably because of the weather and snow, it was already dark, there were hardly any pedestrians and vehicles on the roadside. Meng Shengnan walked very slowly, looking around, stopping and going. Later, I stood at the intersection and waited for the bus until the 502 roads on both sides of the road came towards each other. She swiped her card to go to the last row, looking forward, just a casual glance, and finally saw that person again.
He should have come down from 502 on the opposite side, with his head slightly lowered, walking across the road, lighting a cigarette while walking.
The car started slowly.
Meng Shengnan sat in the last row, half of her body was still not turned around, through the thick windshield, her eyes followed the tall and thin figure to the gate of the community. The snowflakes were slowly fading away, and so was he, who could no longer see clearly. The car was very quiet, with the sound of breathing, the wind was blowing against the glass, and it was shaking slightly.
"Happy New Year." She murmured softly.