"No one will tell the teacher to force it, right?" Nie Jing asked.
"Monitor."
"What?"
"Chi Zheng, don't bully others too much!"
The latter was stunned for a moment, glanced at Fu Song, who was lowering his head to study functions, nodded slowly and changed seats with Xue Lin. The classroom was not particularly quiet, and there were also sounds of people discussing and whispering to each other.
"If you're a man, let's fight." A voice said without confidence.
There are 10 males and 10 females, 5%, 0.05.
"Is it interesting?"
"Let's sign up for the 100-meter relay."
"Big duck egg!"
At this time, Nie Jing gently poked Xue Lin with her finger: "I have to do other homework, can you sit back?"
The girl's eyes are a little red.
He asked: "Just you?"
Meng Shengnan saw the monitor take a small step back.
"Tch, he's so boring." Xue Lin said, "I guessed Chi Zheng."
Meng Shengnan's legs were weak and her heart was still beating until she got home. How could he remember her, an indifferent girl? The look in her eyes at that moment was playful, contemptuous, taunting and indifferent, which was very dazzling.
As soon as I walked out of the school gate and turned the corner, a thin and broken sound gradually came to my ears.
In the darkness, his voice became lower, and the words he said in a careless manner made people shudder.
The monitor was stunned for a moment, as if he had made a serious decision: "Just because I like her!"
Meng Shengnan clenched her fist nervously and made a sound before he made a move.
"It's okay, do you want to do the math?"
Some girls also commented that Meng Shengnan was doing homework with his head down, but his ears were always perked up involuntarily. Xue Lin avenged her shame at the end of the semester and came back to life. She was always talking about interesting things in and out of school.
The night was dark and the wind was blowing very cold.
While they were talking, Fu Song came over and called Meng Shengnan. He met the teacher halfway and gave him a message.
Meng Shengnan had calmed down a lot by then and said, "I know, it must be my dad who asked you to test it, right?"
He is 0 and she is 5.
At that time, there was a lot of chaos when school started, and later it came out from nowhere that Li Yan had been dumped.
"How many?"
That semester's workload increased, and Meng Shengnan had no time to spare except studying and doing homework every day. Even guitar lessons were moved to once a month. She didn't seem to have the leisure time or mood to think about this kind of thing, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with her.
"So what?"
Going home that night, Meng Shengnan sat at the desk in his room and finished his homework. There was only one desk lamp on in the room, which was warm and yellow. She took out a piece of white paper from the box on the side of the table, wrote down the numbers ABC, D, etc., and then recalculated his and her own.
Meng Shengnan said: "Long jump."
Nie Jing added: "It doesn't matter if I get selected or not."
Occasionally we meet each other on campus, always a group of boys with playful and smiling faces. When they were far away, she slowly turned around and looked in that direction for a long time. She asked her how she felt before during the festival, and she said she liked it. Now she doesn't know, it seems that all her attention is subconscious. Sometimes when I read a book I came across an interesting part about the standard weight of girls.
Meng Shengnan took the book and smiled: "Central air conditioning."
Two days after that, I signed up for the sports meet. Qi Qiao specially ran over from the science building to ask her for her idea, and the two of them sat on her table in the afternoon and chatted. Qi Qiao asked dissatisfiedly: "Why haven't you come to see me these days?"
Someone chuckled in the darkness.
He smiled even more sarcastically: "So you blocked me for her."
"What, fight?"
"Now?" Meng Shengnan asked.
"Yes, 3000, it's scary to think about it. Besides, it will be so embarrassing that you can't run away anymore, and many people will know you."
At that time, there was a wave of excitement in the classroom, and Xue Lin's calculation method was spread to all the girls in the class.
"make a deal."
This fight was destined to not go on. The squad leader, who was 2 feet 4 in waist, was stunned for a while before saying "oh". He still looked cynical, snorted, lowered his head slightly and said something to the monitor, but his eyes were fixed on her. Soon he put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked away. As he walked, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
"For me?"
He sneered: "You've only been playing for a few months. If you want to find something for her to do, who are you?"
Fu Song shook his head: "I don't play this."
"why are you laughing?"
After that, call Nie Jing.
"What index are you talking about?"
"Li Yan likes you so much, but why did you feel sorry for her?"
Because he leaned slightly and lowered his head, took a long puff of cigarette, threw it on the ground and stamped it out, then lowered his gaze and said, "Try?"
Xue Lin smiled: "That's right."
"What's wrong?"
On her birthday last year, Qi Qiao was very proud when she gave her a gift: "Sister, I went to more than ten stores to find one that suits your style. Do you like it?" Meng Shengnan smiled and looked at Xue Lin, who said, "Can we change pens? ?”
She thought of Li Yan, who was very thin, wearing a knee-length skirt, and the hem of the skirt was blowing in the wind, and the girl smiled lingeringly in the bright wind. That's the type he likes, not her. He wears a huge school uniform to and from get out of class every day, has short hair and weighs eighty-eight.
The man took a puff of cigarette, slowly raised his eyes, and smiled contemptuously.
"I've done the math. Do you know how much the pinyin of his name is when added up in sequence?"
Meng Shengnan raised his eyes: "Li Wan and the others also have them?"
Meng Shengnan said: "You still need to read books to increase your knowledge."
Xue Lin nodded.
Nie Jing said: "I am in the 100-meter relay."
Meng Shengnan bit her lip and pretended to be calm and said, "The teacher wants you to go to her office tomorrow."
A few days after Kang Di went to Beijing, the second semester of high school started. The teacher selected the seats according to the top 20 students in the first semester's final score, and the last one really called the parents. Several of them entered the classroom one after another, and they all had a tacit understanding. She was still in the fourth row, next to the door and next to the window, so she was familiar with the place. Everyone is still the same.
One time, Kang Yi caught her reading in a bookstore and asked her, "Didn't you put it down?"
Xue Lin quietly turned her head to look and then back again.
The next day in physical education class, she played sandbags and skipped rope with Nie Jing and the others. Xue Lin asked her which event she had signed up for.
Meng Jin didn't say anything during the ceremony, but she felt uncomfortable. Zhou Ningzhi called her home to encourage her not to give up, and Jiang Jin teased her with smiles every night. For the first time this year, Qi Qiao didn't go to see Song Jiashu, but came to play with her. Meng Shengnan listens to the repeater, and her friend sings a song on loop, and Zhou Huajian's voice makes people want to cry.
Kang smiled happily.
Meng Shengnan laughed and said it was nothing, Kang Di was still Kang Di, and she was still Meng Shengnan, but a little taller. In the bookstore, Kang Gai asked her questions.
After saying that, he handed her several books.
Meng Shengnan didn't mean to look, but the voice that spoke was their monitor. The atmosphere was obviously not right. She glanced sideways at the corner. There was a tall boy standing in the shadows, with a faint fishy fire between his fingers. The monitor stood opposite him, his head lowered.
Meng Shengnan thought for a while and said, "I think long jump is fine. If it's running, I'd better forget it."
Xue Lin suddenly understood after listening to Meng Shengnan's explanation, "I'm so stupid, I actually confused the attributive clause and the appositive clause."
"Look here, mark the numbers 73, 74, and 98 from A to Z. Each letter represents a two-digit number, and then write down the pinyin of the boy's name you like. Add the ones digit to the tens digit, so that the consecutive numbers are added. Ten will give you a number. Finally, we will calculate yours, and when the two of you are added together, the number ten for the male and the one for the female will be your fate index. Do you understand?"
Meng Shengnan's eyes widened suddenly and her heart tightened. She really heard the big news.
"Is there any?"
Xue Lin hit the nail on the head.
"To fight or not, one sentence?"
"Oh -" he said with a long ending, which sounded more sarcastic, "What does it have to do with me that you like her?"
Nie Jing said thoughtfully: "Really?"
(Height-100)*0.9-2.5 (cm conversion)
Meng Shengnan stepped on the steps to the fourth floor, and the breeze from the corridor blew smoothly into her bare neck. She hurriedly lowered her head and smoothed down the sleeves of her blue school uniform rolled up at the crook of her elbow, and her canvas shoes fell lightly on the ground. As soon as she approached the office door, a boy walked out.
Fu Song nodded, but when he was about to leave, Nie Jing grabbed him: "You can play with us with sandbags." Fu Song always looked indifferent. After making Nie Jing cry that time, the girl seemed to think that nothing happened. It happened before, and I tried my best to bring up the topic.
Xue Lin looked at Meng Shengnan sticking out her tongue, but didn't dare to ask and changed her position.
—
Kang Di smiled and shook his head and ruffled her hair.
"Um?"
Xue Lin shook her head and shrugged.
Even though it's spring, it's still chilly everywhere.
Meng Shengnan frowned: "Running?"
After she finished speaking, her eyes trembled slightly and she looked at him for the first time.
There was laughter in the small playground and the sound of needles in the teaching building.
"The English teacher wants you to go to her office."
Meng Shengnan took the paper and looked at it for a while, then asked, "What is this?"
Kang Yi said: "I will go back to Beijing tomorrow."
In mid-April, the school has begun preparations for summer sports. That night, she stayed too long in the classroom doing questions. When she returned, there were not many people in the school. The lights on the roadside flickered on the ground, swaying back and forth. Meng Shengnan walked quickly to the carport with her schoolbag on her back.
In the blink of an eye, half of the semester has passed.
"Absolutely."
One night during self-study, she was reading the history of Xia, Shang and Zhou, when her deskmate Nie Jing sighed gloomily. She stopped writing and turned around to ask what was wrong. The girl shook her head and said it was okay and lowered her head. Meng Shengnan did not ask any more questions, but was stopped by Xue Lin in the back row to ask an English question.
"Who do you think it is?" she asked.
"Repay two?"
This statement is really full of loopholes.
It was a really bad year.
Meng Shengnan thought for a while, "Fu Song?"
"Well, New Year's gift."
Meng Shengnan shook his head, Xue Lin said it was 1. The year is 2005, sophomore year of high school. Fu Song studied more seriously and talked less. Except for Meng Shengnan asking him about the topic and saying a few words, there was almost no chat. Most girls are sensitive and aware of it.
Xue Lin asked mysteriously: "Do you know why he changes girlfriends so quickly?"
"you-"
Meng Shengnan said lightly, "There is too much homework and no time."
It was not convenient for the two of them to speak loudly, so Xue Lin suggested: "How about I change up or you change down?"
Qi Qiao nodded and added, "By the way, there's also the long jump."
No one knew that she would rather not have an accident, and she was sad about it for a long time.
She put aside writing for the time being, and Kang asked enthusiastically why.
One is extremely surprised and one is looking at danger.
The whole night was quiet.
"What?"
"Well, yours is different."
While the two were talking, they heard Nie Jing asking Fu Song a question. The boy said a few simple words and that was it. Nie Jing said she didn't understand and went over three times in a row. Fu Song was a little irritable, and his voice was a little impatient: "Forget it if you really don't understand, this question is not important."
After saying that, he left, Nie Jing was discouraged.
"If you like writing, don't give up. It won't happen in a short while."
"No girls in our class have signed up for the 3,000-meter long-distance running, but there must be a quota in each class." Xue Lin said.
As soon as the voice came out, Meng Shengnan's breath froze.
The two boys turned to look at her at the same time.
The wind raged even more fiercely.
She nodded and handed over the pen.
The girl lies on her seat listlessly every day. Meng Shengnan has seen her cry. It was the break before self-study two nights ago, and there was no one in the classroom. As soon as she came back from memorizing, she saw Li Yan burying his head in his elbows, and his shoulders were rising and falling.
Meng Shengnan's eyes flashed, and his voice was light: "He—"
"It's too simple to think about it."
Xue Lin's attention turned again: "Your ballpoint pen is very beautiful."
Meng Shengnan immediately shook his head. At that time, Nie Jing just returned to the classroom from the toilet and joined Xue Lin excitedly. The two of them counted all the few boys in Wen (4) and enjoyed it so much that they were still immersed in drawing in class.
Meng Shengnan licked her dry lips and blinked: "-Is it accurate?"
Meng Shengnan said: "My mother said that I want to learn from you and get into Peking University."
Later in life, Kang Dai would occasionally sit with Meng Jin and ask about her academic status.
Meng Shengnan smiled and said, "It's clear now."
Meng Shengnan was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.
One day after class, she took out a piece of paper and asked Meng Shengnan.
Meng Shengnan suddenly realized: "It's quite interesting."
"No, you choose one."
"Why are you?" he asked after a while.
"The fate matching index between boys and girls."
Meng Shengnan turned around and glanced after asking, and Xue Lin said softly: "Do you know what my calculation is for Fu Song?"
Fu Song looked at Meng Shengnan's trotting figure, and suddenly remembered the day after the New Year when he met her at the door of the bookstore. A man gently rubbed her hair. She smiled playfully and joked, and the man laughed too. The wind around him gradually became stronger, and he looked away and walked to the other side.
Many nights later, she didn't know how many times she wrote his name on the paper. Then he crumpled up a lot of them into a ball and threw them into the wastebasket, and then continued to take out the book and read through it. In the impression, he and she seemed to have never really looked at each other. Not even by chance.
In the evening self-study, the squad leader counts the project registration status. As he passed her, he stopped and wrote her name in the long jump column. This was the first time the two of them faced each other face to face after that night. The boy looked at her one more time after she filled it out, and finally turned around and left without saying anything.
Meng Shengnan glanced outside the window where the sun was shining all over the world, and changed the topic: "Which one do you want to sign up for?"
"Nan Nan."
"Tch." Qi Qiao looked at her with disdain: "Why do you think something is wrong with you these days?"
"No."
Xue Lin said sheepishly: "Guess."
The tone was contemptuous, and she heard the monitor's voice tremble.
"Why?"
The man said nothing.