The moonlight was deep, and the New Year's Day party of Class 1 of Wusheng also changed from lively and noisy to trivial and peaceful. Thirteen minutes before the end of the first day of the new year, the body has already sent sleepy signals that it is time to rest, but the brain is still immersed in the aftertaste of excitement, unwilling to shut down for a long time.
Qiao Siqi and Zhou Lv joined the backgammon stand again, last time Qiao Siqi was beaten helplessly, this time he vowed to avenge his shame. Li Jingyu was wandering in the bookshelf—for the book-loving classmate Li, every book in the closed shelf library is shining like a treasure—but he just pulled out a book, and before he opened the title page, he was caught. Geng dragged him out and insisted on teaching him military boxing in the middle of the night.
Li Jingyu was baffled, so he had to honestly confide in his heart: "You admire martial arts, I admire literature, and different ways are not for conspiracy."
Luo Geng frowned at 8:20: "What is there to read in the book?"
Li Jingyu sighed softly: "Brother Luo may not understand, but he has a poetic spirit in his stomach."
Luo Geng rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Brother Li, wake up, what can you do now?"
"..." Li Jingyu thought about it carefully, and found that this is indeed a very sharp question. So far, there is no evidence that zombies will be overwhelmed by the extraordinary tolerance of human beings, so as to give up the pursuit of gnawing you to death.
Luo Geng came prepared this time, held Li Jingyu's hand, his eyes were piercing, and his words were sincere: "Why don't you bring a Wu hook and collect the fifty states of Guanshan. Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, if you are a scholar with thousands of households?"
Li Jingyu was immediately moved with emotion, and with the blood rolling in his chest, he made a decisive decision: "From today onwards, I, Li Jingyu, will abandon literature and pursue martial arts!"
The ideological burden is resolved, and the next step is to move forward without hesitation. However, it was getting late, and Luo Geng's plan was to explain each move to Li Jingyu first, and wait until tomorrow morning to hear the chicken and dance.
Li Jingyu watched Luo Geng write down all kinds of moves such as lunge punching, throat piercing kick, horse stance and horizontal strike on the paper. It felt like watching a master splashing ink to develop martial arts cheats. With just one poem, he inspired himself to be full of lofty ambitions, and his admiration soared to the sky for a moment: "Brother Luo is really capable of writing and martial arts, and he is a dragon and a phoenix among people!"
Luo Geng's pen tip slipped, and the last swipe of the counter-hook was thrown away. Putting down the pen, scratching his head honestly, his face blushing with embarrassment: "There is no need to praise it like this. I have been studying hard for more than ten years, studied mathematics, physics and chemistry, and finished the history of literature and philosophy. Who can memorize two ancient poems."
Li Jingyu disagreed: "In high school, there are arts and sciences."
Luo Gengle: "Then you don't need to return everything you have learned to the teacher."
"I'll just pay it back..." Li Jingyu lowered his head in shame, then suddenly lifted it up quickly, and corrected, "No, I didn't understand it when I was studying it. Especially physics, what is gravitation, electricity and magnetism, and that The left hand rules and the right hand rules, I have never made it clear!"
"How good is this?" Luo Geng couldn't understand the learning difficulties of Brother Whale, "Did the teacher ask you to recite the formula?"
Li Jingyu was stunned: "What formula?"
Luo Geng sighed in disbelief, picked up the pen again with one hand, and wrapped his arms around Li Jingyu's neck with the other: "I'll give you a few simple diagrams and you'll understand, the left is electric, the right is generating, and the right is a spiral magnetic force line..."
"What are you thinking?"
Lin Dilei's soft question with a smile pulled back Song Fei's mind. At this time, he was hiding in the depths between two rows of inconspicuous bookshelves, letting his thoughts drift away.
"I didn't think about anything." Song Fei was telling the truth. These days have been too tense and tragic. It is rare that the moon and stars are sparse and everything is quiet. He just wants to let go for a while, "Why are you here?"
Lin Dilei sighed, quite unlovable: "There are two people over there who are crazy, I'll come and hide."
Song Fei blinked blankly: "Josie Qi and Zhou Lv started playing backgammon again?"
Lin Dilei shook her head crazily, and finally said righteously: "I take back all the previous attacks and slanders on backgammon. Compared with high school physics, backgammon is simply too cute."
Song Fei 囧: "Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan?" Except for these two high school students who were besieged by zombies and took time to find books to read, Song Fei couldn't think of a second group of candidates.
Unexpectedly, the answer was the second group: "Luo Geng and Li Jingyu."
Song Fei was surprised: "Isn't Li Jingyu from the Faculty of Arts?"
Lin Dilei sat down and sighed weakly: "Yes. But now he is suddenly interested in Big M and Little M."
Song Fei searched all over his memory but couldn't figure it out: "What is that?"
Lin Dilei: "The formula of universal gravitation."
Song Fei: "..."
Lin Dilei: "..."
Song from the School of History: "Let's change the subject."
Ms. Lin from the news academy: "I think it will work."
In fact, Lin Dilei came to find Song Fei on purpose. Although she was indeed aroused by the gravitational electromagnetic induction or something, the latter only accelerated her search speed: "Do you think the disaster can pass?"
Song Fei nodded without hesitation: "Sure."
Lin Dilei smiled: "So we have to continue studying next semester."
Song Fei grinned at her and said sincerely, "I think I can fall in love with studying."
"What about Qi Yan?" Lin Dilei asked suddenly, "Can you still fall in love?"
Song Fei was caught off guard, and looked dazed like a frightened hamster.
Lin Dilei leaned forward and back together happily: "What kind of expression do you have?"
Song Fei's black line: "Sister, can you give me a preparatory bell before asking this kind of question?"
Lin Dilei leaned over and said in a low voice: "Tell the truth to my sister, and I promise not to spread the word."
Song Fei swallowed: "Your eager eyes don't seem very reliable."
Lin Dilei pushed his head angrily: "Is it a man, it takes so much effort to say something!"
Song Fei took the aggressive method very cooperatively: "I didn't say I don't like it now, that looks, that figure, that big... Forget about the specifics, I won't go into details. Who doesn't look pleasing to the eye, but in the song They all sang, falling in love is always easy, getting along is too difficult, don’t force yourself if it’s not yours.”
Lin Dilei looked at him quietly for a long time, then said lightly: "You liked him at the beginning because he was good-looking and good-looking?"
Song Fei paused, speechless.
Except for Wang Qingyuan, the whole school knew that he and Qi Yan were together, they were all from the group. But everyone is not very clear about the details of how the two of them hooked up. At first, there was a lot of speculation, but then gradually a unified understanding was formed - everyone loves handsome guys, it must be Song Fei who tried his best to beat him.
Song Fei never explained it to anyone, including Qi Yan.
This is only half true.
It's true that he took the initiative to hook up, but when they hooked up, neither Qi Yan nor he had revealed their true identities in the group, and unlike other group friends, they posted photos at every turn. At that time, Qi Yan was just a QQ account without any personal information. They chatted in QQ to get acquainted and confirm the relationship, and then they met. He didn't know if Qi Yan had inquired about his identity before that, but he never did.
What he likes is a Qi Yan who doesn't talk much in the group, but is straightforward and sincere every time he speaks, and never runs the train when he is dissatisfied. When two people chat in private, that person also has one thing to say, and another to say two, you don't have to bother to guess the meaning behind the other person, you are practical and at ease.
Of course, after the meeting, he turned out to be a handsome guy and said that he would become a double-edged sword in the future relationship.
"He is a very simple person." Song Fei finally confided in his heart, "The word simplicity may not be suitable for a man, but his thinking circuit is really very simple. So, just do what you say..." Not long ago, the "hot event" and the more recent "you kissed me incident" interrupted Song Fei's memories, and his soft tone disappeared, "but that was all in the past. Yes. Damn, he's broken now."
Lin Dilei spread her hands: "Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black."
Song Fei was about to go crazy: "Why do you all like to say that? I'm a squid, spraying ink every day!"
Lin Dilei laughed happily: "Okay, you don't spray ink, you vomit blood, it's okay, whoever is next to you will be red every day!"
Song Fei: "..."
"Actually, I just want to say, if you still like him, give him another chance." Lin Dilei paused here, a little embarrassed, "You may think I'm meddling, but I know Qi Yan It's been a long time, I really haven't seen him pay so much attention to anyone, to put it bluntly, don't worry, if you scold him, he will have angina for a long time."
Song Fei asked seriously: "Angina pectoris, how did you see it?" Why did his recollections always include undersampling of the other party's nostrils upturned.
"Let's not talk about that far, just this morning, didn't you meet a zombie in the archives room?" Lin Dilei said, "When we returned to the closed-shelf library, no one noticed that there was one person missing, and they were all surrounded there. Counting the spoils, he was the only one who noticed it in an instant, rushed out of the balcony like crazy and crawled towards you, almost scaring us to death."
Song Fei pondered for a moment, then raised his head: "I am more concerned about the problem that none of you have noticed that there is one person missing..."
"Uh," Lin Dilei waved her hand, "Don't pay attention to these details."
Song Fei: "This is the point at all!"
Of course, the topic turned back to the right track later on. Lin Dilei's meaning is actually very simple. If you want to know if a person treats you well, don't look at what he says, but look at how he does it.
"What are you going to do?" Before Lin Dilei finished speaking, Song Feiteng stood up.
"Look for someone." After leaving those words, Song Fei left without looking back.
Lin Dilei smiled knowingly, very relieved.
Song Fei checked the bookshelves row by row, and finally when he checked the bottom two or three rows, he heard Qi Yan's voice from the next door to the bottom one and two rows—
"Climb the tree."
Song Fei was baffled, thinking about what the hell this was, when he heard another voice——
"After that, how to return?"
Wang Qingyuan!
Song Fei raised his eyebrows in puzzlement, thinking how these two people got together, so he subconsciously settled down and acted as an ear on the partition wall—
Qi Yan: "I have my own way."
Wang Qingyuan: "Just blow it."
Qi Yan: "You are prejudiced against me."
Wang Qingyuan: "It's because you are too confident, no, it's inflation."
Qi Yan: "Talk about plans, talk about plans, why do you always target me?"
Wang Qingyuan: "I don't have any, it's just a matter of fact."
Qi Yan: "You have glanced at me thirty-seven times, yes, just this look, mixed with disgust and contempt."
Wang Qingyuan: "You are quite sensitive."
Qi Yan: "You are too explicit."
Wang Qingyuan: "I don't know what Song Fei likes about you, tsk, you're not too old."
Qi Yan: "Huh?"
Wang Qingyuan: "You have already broken up with him, don't recruit him again."
Qi Yan: "What does it have to do with you?"
Wang Qingyuan: "He is my best buddy..."
A warm current surged in Song Fei's heart. He thought that Wang Qingyuan had always disliked him, after all, every time the other party persuaded him to study, he was in the state of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and then the other party would say two or three sentences at most, and then stopped responding. He thought that it was only in the same dormitory that the other party had no choice but to become friends with him. He never thought about it...
"Although he doesn't seek to make progress, is ignorant, eats, eats, sleeps, and gets by, but he is not bad in essence."
The threshold of your iron buddies is too low! ! !
"And he has many advantages that others don't have..."
It's too late to go back and make up for it!
"Kind, optimistic, cheerful, lively, sincere to people..."
Well, forgive you.
"I know all of this," Qi Yan interrupted Wang Qingyuan, "otherwise, why do you think I'm dating him?"
Wang Qingyuan: "Everyone is a mixture of shortcomings and advantages. You can't like them because of their advantages, and then force others to correct their shortcomings."
Qi Yan: "Shouldn't the shortcomings be corrected?"
Wang Qingyuan: "Yes, but when you can't change it, you can only accept it."
Qi Yan: "What if I don't?"
Wang Qingyuan: "So you were kicked."
Qi Yan: "..."
Wang Qingyuan: "Besides, do you think you have no shortcomings? Song Fei just lacks the ability to summarize. I will say for him now that you are self-righteous, arbitrary, have arrears in emotional intelligence, have a worrying personality, and essentially lack the ability to bring happiness to your lover. "
Qi Yan: "I can come here three times in one night."
Wang Qingyuan: "...I'm not talking about this!"
Qi Yan: "Sorry, you continue."
Wang Qingyuan: "Where did I just say, shit!"
—For Wang Xueba, who has never even tasted his first love, driving without warning is a very cruel thing.
Qi Yan also realized his cruelty, out of sympathy, he kindly reminded: "You said that I lack the ability to bring happiness to my lover in essence."
Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath to ease the turmoil in his heart: "Yes, to put it simply, you don't respect him."
Qi Yan pursed his lips into a thin line, sat upright, and listened attentively.
Wang Qingyuan continued: "You can point out his shortcomings, but you can't impose your will on him. Although I didn't know you before, what I heard may be his one-sided words, but those are all imperative sentences. The way of speaking, he can't make it up."
Qi Yan recalled it carefully, then nodded in shame: "It's basically true."
Wang Qingyuan shrugged: "This is the problem. Two people are equal when they get along. No one is absolutely right and no one is absolutely wrong. Don't always have the mentality of trying to reform him. You are a boyfriend, not a teacher. You are always present , if things go on like this, the relationship will be out of balance, and it is inevitable that you will be kicked."
Qi Yan was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Why are you telling me this?"
Wang Qingyuan frowned, as if he had just realized this problem, and said with some annoyance: "I didn't intend to say it at first. But after getting in touch with you a lot, I don't think you are as bastard as Song Fei said, and you still have advantages. Among other things, daring to face criticism is a very rare kind of atmosphere... Wait, is he talking about atmosphere?"
Qi Yan: "Huh?"
Why every time Wang Qingyuan puts the word "big" in his words, he can't quite understand it
"Forget it." Wang Qingyuan shook his head, "Anyway, I still don't think you two are suitable, but if you're just begging for nothing to get back together, you'd better change your attitude."
Qi Yan: "Are you curvy?"
Wang Qingyuan: "Huh?"
Qi Yan: "Are you GAY?"
Wang Qingyuan: "What do I look like?"
Qi Yan: "Very much."
Wang Qingyuan: "My mother thinks so too, but I really don't."
Qi Yan: "Then we can be friends. Also, say hello to Auntie for me."
Wang Qingyuan: "...who agreed to make friends with you!"
Song Fei, who was separated by a bookshelf, grinned furtively. This is a Qi Yan that he is not familiar with, and it is also a Wang Qingyuan that he is not familiar with, the former is cute and the latter is warm. Wang Qingyuan said that Qi Yan didn't respect him, so how could he ever be considerate of Qi Yan? He always felt that he was wronged, and he was exhausted. In fact, jumping out and watching from outside the circle is another kind of scenery.
Lin Dilei asked him, the future is uncertain now, maybe he will die tomorrow, won't you feel regretful by then? He couldn't tell the answer. The only thing that is certain is that he doesn't want to die. He has never been so eager to live, longing for the joys, sorrows and joys of life, longing for family, friendship and love, longing for class, longing to be named by the teacher, longing to bully the flowers, birds, fish and insects on campus again.
— This desire is strong and dazzling, almost driving away all fear and darkness.
A backgammon battlefield.
Qiao Siqi: "Why do I seem to hear someone speaking English?"
Zhou Lu: "Double live three, you died again."
Josic: "Fuck!"
A physics teaching site.
Li Jingyu: "So simple?"
Luo Geng: "It's that simple."
Li Jingyu: "My high school physics teacher may have been transferred from sports."
The top shelf of a bookshelf.
Lin Dilei lay quietly on a high place, looking at Song Fei who was sitting on the ground in the aisle in the front row, eavesdropping and giggling for a while, and then looking at the front row. Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan, who are the most efficient learning method and are suddenly attracted to each other like north and south magnets, unconsciously frowned.
The north wind outside the window is gradually getting colder, and the weather will turn cloudy in the second half of the night, and the first snow in early winter will be ushered in tomorrow morning. But at this moment, the students in class 1 of Wusheng still don't know it.