The alumni gathering in the evening is, after all, just a small private gathering.
There are more than 20 people, and there are only five or six Pennfa alumni.
"TK, it's better for China. There are gracious black hair and black eyes everywhere, as well as thousands of turns of Chinese," Luo Zihao took Gu Pingsheng's shoulders, "Nonghao~ come to Thiava?"
"Sorry, I didn't understand the second half." He sat on the sofa near the terrace.
Luo Zihao has been a good friend of his since childhood. He dropped out of school less than a year after he graduated from high school and was admitted to Yale. At that time, Yale was preparing to forcibly reject a Chinese female student on the grounds that the student’s English was not as good as that of the Americans. As a person with a strong patriotic plot, Luo Zihao immediately joined the protest team. After the victim was finally arranged to transfer and continue to study for a doctorate degree, he waved his sleeve and dropped out. Switched to Penn, and eventually stayed in school.
Then, he met Zhao Yin, got engaged, and then moved to another love. What I said was that I didn't want to go back to China, but I was guilty and wanted to wait for Zhao Yin to get married before daring to come back. However, he also has the ability to toss up to the present and smile and confess his grudges.
The rain outside was still heavy, but there were shadows of people on the terrace.
Here, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Waibaidu Bridge flickers under the feet. The shadows on the terrace are a pair, sometimes embracing each other and sometimes separating. He suddenly remembered his eyes in the taxi in the afternoon.
"I ask you, why haven't you been with her yet? I miss the great motherland, my hometown of water, my hometown Yun, and I just wait for you to get married and return to your hometown completely."
"Who?" he asked.
"Zhao Yin," Luo Zihao handed him wine, saw him shook his head, and immediately recruited a glass of ice water for him, "I told you earlier, she first fell in love with you, so she should pay it back. I was blind, and I was looking for it. As a result, everyone shot and fell apart. As her ex-boyfriend, I said responsibly that she has been single for three or four years."
Luo Zihao's parents are northerners, and he speaks quickly.
He barely followed his words, and then smiled without speaking.
"Don't keep talking," Luo Zihao consciously and spontaneously wrapped his arm around his shoulder without holding the wine glass, and saw him looking sideways at himself, before continuing, "You came back to Shanghai when you returned home, didn't you just want to welcome it and refuse?"
"Have you ever seen me want to welcome or refuse?" He automatically ignored the odds and ends of his words.
Luo Zihao took out a cigarette from his pocket, bit a cigarette in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I am guilty of my heart, you are a match made in heaven."
Gu Pingsheng didn't want to discuss with him under this kind of light that could barely see his expressions and words. Before Pennfa dropped out of school, he tried to communicate with him about the relationship between men and women. Memories are miserable.
The environment makes people, especially the concept of marriage and feelings.
Luo Zihao began to express his strong homesickness, chattering, like a woman.
He leaned on the sofa, watched him talk for a while, and then went to see the night scene. There is no trace of the pair of figures just now.
Luo Zihao was bored and patted his arm. As soon as he looked back, he continued to talk.
"Now that the children of my motherland are all okay to teach?" He began to wander infinitely, having no words to talk to.
"The qualifications are pretty good."
"Is it nice to have beauty?"
It started again... I went straight to the subject again without reaching three sentences.
He was disappointed.
"Women all over the world are still beautiful Chinese women. They look like a faint ink painting. The nose is not too high, the mouth is not too big, and the eyes are not like skulls, so deep that people hell in the middle of the night," Luo Zihao The patriotic complex broke out again, "You know what, no, you should know, I said my favorite woman. The eyes are not very clear in black and white, here," he pointed with an unlit cigarette Pointing to the inner corner of his eye, "Go deep into it, and smile with a crooked eye. It's wonderful."
Tong Yan.
He only remembered her. It seems to be what Luo Zihao said.
"Have you liked your students?" he asked suddenly.
"Yes. Can't help but you understand?" Luo Zihao was about to remember, he had stood up.
"Huh? Don't listen?"
Luo Zihao didn't know what his quirk was, and he especially liked to talk about women to this man who was too cautious about the relationship between men and women. He is sure that he absolutely likes the opposite sex of nephrite jade fragrance, but why is he so persistent with Gu Ping in his life
Today is Friday.
After the weekend, there are 9 weeks, 63 days left.
Back then when I was in middle and high school, I couldn't fall in love, but I fell into a puppy love all my heart.
Now I am in college, and I am finally able to fall in love with fairness and fairness, but I find that I have fallen in love with my teacher... Tong Yan, can you have a better life
It rained from time to time throughout the week, and the classroom was cold and gloomy.
Tong Yan used to be in the north and was accustomed to indoor heating. He always felt that it should be warm as soon as he entered the house. I have been in Shanghai for more than two years, and I am still not used to being wrapped in thick clothes and sitting in a seat to attend a class.
She held each other's hands and warmed herself.
His writing on the board is very beautiful, and he practiced copybooks when he was in elementary school, and he recognized that it was a thin gold body. At that time, I only felt that this font looked refreshing and dripping, and it didn't have a kind of charm.
People who like to write this kind of characters are mostly sharp-edged. The teacher who teaches calligraphy once said this sentence.
But.
He has nothing to do with being sharp.
At this moment, he put his right hand diagonally in his trouser pocket, while holding a white chalk in his left hand, he wrote a line of Chinese fluently while telling today's introduction in English. Gu Pingsheng was the only one who was willing to teach bilingually among all the teachers this semester. Even the teachers who came back from Japan insisted on writing blackboard writing in unfamiliar English.
In fact, the school pays great attention to English scores when enrolling students in the college entrance examination. By the end of the sophomore year, only 3 people in the class have not passed the sixth level of English. He didn't need to be so troublesome for a few people.
But it was these subtle details that he always thought through.
"Liu Yi," he finished the introduction of today's course and turned to look at the monitor, "Where is Shen Yao?"
The squad leader held back for a long time, then looked back at Tong Yan.
The few in Tongyan's dormitory are truant. Most of Fridays are absent, who knows where they went today
"Ms. Gu, Shen Yao's school orchestra rehearsed and asked for leave." Tong Yan said bitterly.
In fact, Shen Yao skipped class and drove to Qiandao Lake for the weekend with a group of friends.
"Where is Wang Xiaoru?" Gu Pingsheng's voice was flat.
"Wang Xiaoru... Suddenly something happened at home and asked for leave."
Wang Xiaoru had a new boyfriend outside of school. He said that at some party last night, he could see idol Xu Jinglei, but he has never returned.
His eyes scanned the classroom again, and he quickly distinguished the auditor from the class.
"Wen Jingjing didn't come either?"
He was looking at her again.
This time even the auditors began to whisper.
Tong Yan held the pen and couldn't avoid his sight. She was obviously the only one who came to class in the dormitory, but she became the target of public criticism... She felt a little hot on her face: "Wen Jingjing is sick."
She really wanted to emphasize that this is really sick.
"Next Monday, let the three of them go to the hospital office, my office." He still said calmly.
Tong Yan gave a chuckle in his heart.
It's troublesome this time.
After class was over, the class leader was also in a cold sweat. He walked over to Tong Yan and said: "The rabbit bites when he is in a hurry. Teacher Gu has a good temper and makes your dormitory anxious."
The squad leader raised the book in his hand, but almost hit Gu Pingsheng who came over.
He only slightly raised his arm to block it, and the monitor was angry, and immediately turned his head and shouted, "Start a class meeting!"
Then, the classroom was completely quiet.
Those who were in the audience were dumb, picked up the book and left.
Gu Pingsheng was also a little startled, and asked him in an inquiring tone: "Do you need me to participate?"
"No, no need." The monitor died instantly.
Tong Yan bowed his head to pack the books, and in the corner of the room, he saw him pass by his desk, and then walked out of the classroom.
She went to the library to read and went back to the dormitory until dark.
The curtains were closed when I left in the morning, but they are still the same now. She yelled quietly, and no one said anything. She was a little worried, took off her shoes and climbed onto the quiet bed, and found that she was still sleeping under the quilt.
Reached out and touched her forehead, it was hot.
When I closed my hand, I bumped into her pillow. Why was it so wet? Sweat so much
Tong Yan woke up quietly, changed her clothes and got out of bed.
Finally, riding a bicycle hard to bring Wen Jingjing with a high fever to the school infirmary. Before the chair was hot, the school doctor swiped the transfer form directly: "Transfer to the fifth hospital, the fever is too severe." So she had to ride for another twenty minutes, and quietly took it to the hospital outside the school.
This is a hospital designated by the school because it is not in the urban area and there are very few people at night.
The doctor on duty was very young but very attentive. In the end, he quietly began to take the saline solution. The doctor even ran to see it and asked a few questions about the situation. Tong Yan looked at him, and suddenly thought that if Teacher Gu hadn't changed careers, would it be like this
There is only a mother and son in the infusion room, a son in his forties and an elderly mother.
What if grandma suddenly becomes ill in Beijing
She was suddenly a little uneasy. Every once in a while, this kind of uneasiness would come up, and she couldn't escape.
"Yanyan, thank you."
She recovered, holding a small bag of oranges bought at the entrance of the hospital, took out a big one, and stuffed it into her hand: "Why don't you text me at such a high temperature?" Wen Jingjing held the oranges After a while, he said: "Yanyan, Jia Le broke up with me." Tong Yan was stunned: "Aren't you all six years old? Since the first year of high school."
She remembered that boy, very simple, and a little shy with a smile.
"He is looking for a job this year in his senior year. He is under great pressure. He always quarrels with me," Wen Jingjing said. Let's go for..."
She did not finish, and Tong Yan did not continue to question. She would be more aware of the situation in Jingjing's home.
Thinking that this topic was the end, she lowered her head and continued to peel the orange.
"I think life is particularly unfair," Jingjing said suddenly, "I don't have a good foundation in English. I finally got the qualification for the second Japanese junior college, but I couldn't even pass the midterm exam. Look at Xiaoru, who can never attend class. It’s easy to get the first-class scholarship, even far away. The only literary and artistic enrollment in the class, but the cultural class is better than me..."
Tong Yan looked up at her.
"And you, Yanyan, every time I see you host or watch you sing, I am very envious," Jingjing's face was pale after the fever subsided, "Even Teacher Gu is so kind to you. I can always see He looked through the physics textbook in the office, only to find out later that he was coaching you in physics."
"Yes, I’m the only one of our major universities there. As you can see, all the students in the class have started to apply for a master’s degree abroad, but I’m still struggling to study for an undergraduate. I have two younger brothers who have taken the college entrance examination right away. They actually Not that sensible, and the grades are very poor... So, I think about this, and I feel that nothing can be changed after studying this book. It will still be the same at the end. Wherever it comes from, I have to go back."
The infusion room is very quiet.
The quiet voice is not loud, and the tone is even more plain and can't be more plain.
Tong Yan broke the orange and ate a piece.
Because of the cold, oranges are iced in the mouth, sour and icy, not delicious.
She has never, never dared to talk like Jingjing, never. The sad mood that she has accumulated since graduating from elementary school to the present, the kind of family that completely loses her self-esteem, and even thinks of her heart hurts, how can she talk about it.
"My former boyfriend's parents were both high school teachers. Because he was too indulgent, he never studied attentively. He was rebellious, but he was very good to me.
"One winter, my stomach hurts so I can’t walk. He ran out without saying a word, bought a bowl of noodles at the entrance of my school, and forced others to sell the bowl to him. It was very cold that day, and he was like that. Carrying a bowl of noodles, I walked from the gate of the school to the gate of our class. It was estimated that I was walking in a hurry, and the soup was spilled, and my hands were full.
"But no matter how good it is, I still broke up."
She remembered that the bowl of noodles seemed to be 6 yuan.
It felt so expensive at the time. When I went to eat it later, the taste disappeared.