"No, it's very light."
The first one is him.
"Picked it up in a ditch."
"Meng Shengnan?"
"What?" Meng Shengnan didn't hear clearly.
There was a row of boys standing at the door of the classroom next to the hall, none of them wearing school uniforms.
Meng Shengnan put down her schoolbag: "I thought you didn't know how to praise others."
The laughter and curses of a group of boys could be vaguely heard in the distance.
Meng Shengnan really didn't know what to say. Qi Qiao's expression suddenly changed and he asked her hurriedly: "Do you think I will be pregnant?"
"ah?"
Qi Qiao didn't look at her and said, "It's just the right place to touch."
"There's something going on in the bureau."
"Fuck!"
Fu Song lowered his head and was writing.
Qi Qiao was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"
The last three words were said very quickly.
Qi Qiao pinched her throat and pretended to have a strange voice.
He leaned against the wall idle and listless.
Meng Shengnan rolled his eyes: "I'm so lucky that you can still think of me."
During class at that time, Lao Shi always liked to ask people to answer questions. My favorite questions are: "Who is the student on duty today?" or "Stand up, deskmate." Those two people, or several others around them, are frightened.
Qi Qiao sat down and started having fun again.
The despised boy sighed: "Master Chi should remain calm."
Grand Ceremony: "You deserve it, you don't have a long memory."
On the road, there are early reading students everywhere. Meng Shengnan walked faster and passed through the hall on the first floor of the science department. The morning wind was still quite cold. She lowered her head and just stepped down the steps. She just subconsciously shrank her neck when a scene came into her sight and she almost fell.
Meng Shengnan handed the book to him, and Fu Song took it and looked at the cover: "Do you like foreign literature?"
"He even touched me."
At the speed of seconds, she quickly climbed out of bed and got dressed and washed in a few minutes. Meng Jin was still asleep during the ceremony, and Meng Shengnan quietly pushed his bicycle out, and then quickly rode his bicycle out of the alley. There was almost no one on the street, and Meng Shengnan didn't realize the reason at that time. It wasn't until I reached the carport and saw the closed iron gate of my uncle's house that I realized what I was doing - I immediately looked down at my watch under the light next to the curb. It was only half past five.
Carrying the trash can up to the fifth floor was somewhat tiring. She went up the stairs slowly, and the entire teaching building was extremely quiet, making no sound. Meng Shengnan finally made it to the fifth floor, turned around, and looked out of the window. The math teacher was sitting at the podium table, lowering her head to file. She was about to sneak in through the back door. She felt someone was grabbing the trash can, and Meng Shengnan slowly turned her head. .
Several people laughed.
Amidst the laughter, the holiday is over. That night Meng Shengnan had a particularly long dream. When he woke up, he couldn't remember anything and was sweating all over. She glanced at the alarm clock in the dim sky, and felt dark in her heart.
"It's just giving birth to a baby."
"real."
Go home from school at noon.
After eating, Meng Shengnan took a brief rest and then went to school. At that time, the temperature difference between morning and evening was relatively large, and it was very hot at noon. Fu Song was reading when he arrived in the classroom. When he heard the sound, he looked up and saw her holding her school uniform jacket in her arms. Then she smiled and said, "Actually, you don't look good in your school uniform."
Meng Shengnan: "It doesn't matter."
Fu Song nodded: "What did you buy?"
She had no choice but to push the bicycle aside and sit on the steps to wait.
She lingered outside for a while, then came back with the bell ringing.
A boy laughed and spoke with contempt.
Sheng Ceremony: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The sky was so gray that I couldn't see clearly.
"What?"
"cut."
The second period in the morning was English class, and she was called up by Lao Shi to answer questions, and there were two of them. After class, Xue Lin asked her with a smile: "Meng Shengnan, how do you learn English so well?"
Nie Jing smiled and looked at Fu Song: "Why don't you speak?"
"Saturday?"
"Do me a favor."
Meng Shengnan said while eating: "I got the time wrong."
Meng Shengnan made a sound, "Why hasn't my dad come back yet?"
Meng Shengnan rested for a few minutes and waited until the flow of people became less tense before picking up the trash can and leaving the classroom.
During the seven-day National Day holiday, Meng Shengnan stayed at home except for taking a two-hour guitar lesson the next day. The manuscript was written and deleted, and Shen Congwen and Lu Yao's novels were read one by one. Qi Qiao has been having fun with Song Jiashu for a long time.
Meng Shengnan said: "Go get water."
Fu Song: "Then you still buy it?"
"so comfortable."
This voice made Meng Shengnan freeze.
Meng Shengnan felt really tired: "Don't say I'm your best friend when you go out from now on. It's too embarrassing."
Ruined.
"oh."
Meng Shengnan was silent for several seconds before asking: "Where did you touch it?"
"female."
However, it’s better to go shopping alone than go back and write a manuscript.
Sheng Dian raised his head and said: "How can you get inspiration from being stuck at home and not going out to play? You must know that experience is the most precious wealth for writing. Don't you understand the truth of reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles?"
Qi Qiao licked her lips: "—Guess first."
In the early morning, Sheng Dian sat in the living room and watched a Republican drama.
Meng Shengnan walked around the street and went to Xinhua Bookstore in First Square to buy a few books. As soon as he paid and left, he met an acquaintance.
"Probably-no."
Listen to her sigh.
They were talking without a word, four or five of them. Their necks were curled up in a crooked manner, each of them holding a cigarette in their mouth, like an uncle. One of the boys asked: "What day is it today?"
Meng Shengnan was speechless for a moment: "You can't succeed like this, can you?"
Meng Shengnan lowered his head, turned a page of the book, and said seriously.
Fu Song said 'hmm' seriously, "It's okay."
Meng Shengnan was embarrassed: "It's okay."
Qi Qiao opened the door and entered her bedroom, covering her mouth in an exaggerated manner.
The day before the day of leave, Qi Qiao came to play with her. At that time, Meng Shengnan was leaning on the bedside reading the obscure foreign masterpiece Madame Bovary, which was criticized by the philosophical mouse as a waste of time and which she read. Qi Qiao shouted at the top of his lungs downstairs, his voice arriving before anyone else.
"Yes." Meng Shengnan chewed a cucumber and said, "The manuscript will be delivered in more than a month. I am now two years older than one."
"Hiss—" Meng Shengnan pushed Qi Qiao away half an inch: "I'm getting goosebumps."
Meng Shengnan sighed: "She had good intentions when she asked me to answer questions."
After saying that, he picked up the trash can and went downstairs.
Meng Shengnan smiled and said, "I don't know, she should have endorsed it."
The days before Wednesday always feel very slow, but after Thursday it suddenly feels as fast as the blink of an eye. Meng Shengnan's day on duty was almost over, and Xue Lin brought her buns for dinner. During the break before evening self-study, Fu Song helped her wipe the blackboard and everything was completed.
It was already dark.
She wanted to be in bed.
"The worst case scenario is that you will be punished and punished, but what about you?" Another boy said.
"It's over, it's over, Meng Shengnan is crazy."
Meng Shengnan frowned: "I understand, but now I have reached a dead end."
The ceremony didn't take its eyes off the TV screen: "Kang's family is playing mahjong."
At that time, the evening self-study preparation bell had just rang. Meng Shengnan was walking slowly on the small playground using his reputation as taking out the trash. There were boys playing basketball in the distance. When he heard the bell, he ran back to the classroom.
"Close the door, go out, turn back into a human and talk again."
The garbage was piled behind the small playground, and she walked back after emptying it.
"Stop being so modest. The teacher must have good intentions when she appoints you as the English class representative."
Xue Lin said 'Oh', "Where's Nie Jing, isn't she taking out the trash with you?"
Meng Shengnan smiled: "I like collecting books, and look at how beautiful the cover is."
"-No, no, I spent the whole night fighting monsters last night and I have to go to school to catch up on some sleep."
When the meal was ready for the ceremony, he asked, "Why did you leave so early in the morning?"
Meng Shengnan: "-What, I won't disturb your reading, see you at school." As soon as she finished speaking, she ran away quickly. She walked slowly, this person was incredible.
She touched her clothes and felt the wind getting colder.
Shengdian glanced at her and said, "One word."
"Mom, what's going on with dad?"
"No, no, please go online and check it out for me."
Meng Shengnan: "What did Song Jiashu do to you?"
Shengdian turned down the TV volume and said, "Think simply. You can write about people or things around you. It doesn't have to be anything fancy. Good writing can resonate and touch people."
Fu Song: "Assuming that a person's life spans up to the age of sixty, the working time is thirteen years, and the remaining time after sleeping and eating is seventeen years, then there is really no need for you to waste time reading these books that you cannot read. .”
She glanced at the boy and said, "Are you here to buy books too?"
After finally waiting until the carport opened, Meng Shengnan put away her bicycle and walked to school. As she walked, she thought that today was her duty and she didn't have to raise the national flag. There are several cleaning classmates in the classroom working with her. During the half hour when the flag was raised, she wiped the blackboard and wiped the table, and helped fetch water. By the time she was done, she was exhausted and sweating profusely. At that time, the flag-raising had ended, and students were already coming and going in the corridor of the teaching building.
Nie Jing said a few words without interest and then turned back. Meng Shengnan glanced at Fu Song, smiled and said nothing.
Looking at how sleepy he is, how can he not be tired after staying up all night in the Internet cafe? Meng Shengnan curled her lips and walked forward, but for some reason, she looked back at the class: Reason (10).
Qi Qiaozhen closed the door, opened it a second later and lay down on the bed wailing in big letters.
Qi Qiao said coyly and hesitantly: "That - he - kissed me."
Meng Shengnan pursed her lips and cleared her throat: "Philosopher Rat, do you have any hobbies?"
Fu Song's lips moved slightly: "I like women."
Qi Qiao chuckled, immediately got up, kicked off her shoes and came to Meng Shengnan, saying flatteringly: "I'm here, Nan Nan."
Meng Shengnan put down the book and raised his eyes.
After a while, I saw that there was no one on the road they turned towards the school.
It's strange how we keep seeing each other.
Meng Shengnan almost laughed.
It's around five o'clock in the morning, when the cold is approaching. Meng Shengnan was wearing a sweater and a thin school uniform. There was wind blowing in from outside, and she couldn't help shivering. She folded her arms tightly, rested her chin on her knees, and waited for the carport to open at six o'clock.
“…”
Meng Shengnan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it's cold."
"I'll go with you."
"mom."
Meng Shengnan slipped out of the kitchen with a cucumber in her mouth and glanced around.
Xue Lin suddenly laughed, "Yes, yes, I have to hold my head high when you are called."
Xue Lin: "He doesn't recognize his relatives when he studies. Let's talk."
Shengdian shook his head: "Your temper is really worrying."
"Cowarded?"
Fu Song laughed.
The boy's face was very pale, his eyes were dark, and his voice was very low. Because he was so close, Meng Shengnan could smell the smell of smoke all over his body. At this time, he was holding the other side of the trash can with one hand and looking up at her.
"Go away, raise the flag today!"
"Is she your biological mother?"
Meng Shengnan felt something was wrong and asked, "Why are you always laughing?"
"Aunt Sheng said you haven't gone out all this time, isn't it moldy?"
Meng Shengnan: "..."
"I didn't bring my school uniform."
Fu Song, who was at the door of the bookstore, smiled and walked in.
At that time, I really didn’t understand anything. At such an unscrupulous age, I thought I would have a baby with just a kiss. What’s even more interesting is that when she was seven or eight years old, there were costume dramas on TV every day, and Qi Qiao would come to play with her when she had nothing to do. She would take her bed sheet and put it on her body and put her hands on her hips: “Why don’t you kneel down to me, princess? "
Meng Shengnan thought about the word "true" in the grand ceremony and went out to walk around the streets to find materials. I have to say that she was somewhat touched by what Shengdian's mother just said. After all, Shengdian, who has taught primary school Chinese for twenty years, has eaten more salt than she has walked.
It was early in the morning, and there were only a few of them on the street, occupying half of the street, and they were walking casually. One by one, they go to the Internet cafe all night long and rush out at five or six o'clock, hanging around the school.
"That's how you teach your class to write essays?" Meng Shengnan asked.
"What?"
When Xue Lin came back, she glanced at the empty classroom and asked, "Where is Fu Song?"
Oh My God.
"Hey, let me tell you, the Internet speed here is much faster than that over Tianming."
After a while, Nie Jing said: "You are on duty today, and I will help you take out the trash in the evening."
"It's okay, but I can't understand many of them."
"Need me to say it again?"