Bamboo horse and green plum

Chapter 21

It’s finally the beginning of school. For Lu Zhijie, there is no difference, except that some classmates who still can’t be named have changed. Fortunately, Lu Zhijie and Song Yutong are still at the same table, and Xiang Nan and Liu Xiwei are still in front. With the grade of 60 in the class, he was squeezed into a class of [-] people. Song Qinghua also got a professional title certificate in his spare time, was transferred from the junior high school to the senior high school, and even became the head teacher of the first class.

"Students, hello everyone. First of all, congratulations on being assigned to the first class. I am Song Qinghua, your homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher. Many students are promoted from junior high school, and I have also taken care of them. You should be familiar with them. "Song Qinghua stood on the podium so happy that he was almost dancing.

"Teacher, we have finally become a group of people." Xiang Nan interrupted his words with a smile. The day I dealt with the teacher.

"Don't be proud of being a member of the same class," Song Qinghua pretended not to understand, glared at Xiang Nan, and continued, "Heaven is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement. Everyone is fifteen or sixteen years old. Gengji, it is when men are studying, they must deeply understand the sad artistic conception of young men who do not work hard, and the boss is just sad, work hard, and be positive. After three years, the college entrance examination is an important exam that determines your future destiny. After reading books for so many years, you will decide Your future direction is mostly determined by that exam. On the road of life, if no one holds an umbrella for you, you can only rely on yourself to brave the rain. What is university? .”

"I didn't see that the high-achieving students got a certificate, and their levels are different. They actually started to preach by citing scriptures." Song Yutong whispered to Lu Zhijie.

"Don't talk," Song Qinghua glanced at Song Yutong, and continued his opening speech, "I hope everyone can make further progress under my leadership. My name is Song Qinghua, and I will do my best to send you to Tsinghua University. "Then the last sentence hit the point of everyone's laughter, and everyone burst into laughter.Song Qinghua still didn't understand, where was the joke in such a serious speech!

"Xiaoyu, look at the boy with dimples in the last row, that's the No. 1 that Lu Zhijie hasn't surpassed in three years of junior high school." Liu Xiwei turned his head to look at Song Yutong and said.

"The legendary Mo Yuan? Be darling, my brother Jie has met his opponent. When will this mountain be over?" Song Yutong turned to look at Mo Yuan. The boy felt her gaze and smiled slightly. Slightly lost in his smile, the boy in the school uniform sitting by the last row of windows, under the reflection of the sun, was unparalleled dazzling, "So it was him." Song Yutong remembered going to the library in the third year of junior high school, and there was a girl next to him who was always Haunting a boy to give her a lecture.

"You tell me this question, I really don't understand."

"I didn't understand either."

"How come, your grades are so good."

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"Student, come here and let me tell you, I will," Song Yutong finally said after they had been grinding for five or six minutes.The girl looked at her, then at the boy opposite, and walked to Song Yutong's side to listen to her lecture with an aggrieved expression. "Such a simple question, should you understand?" After Song Yutong finished speaking, she looked at her patiently, "Understood, thank you!"

"It's easy to say, if you still have questions you don't understand, come to Class Two to find me. My name is Song Yutong, and I don't want to teach you, so don't lick your face to bother them, and let them humiliate you for no reason." Song Yutong finished speaking , glanced at the boy opposite and left.

"The road to Enemies is narrow," Song Yutong thought, but somehow she provoked a real top student. Thinking of her class's tricks, she felt a sense of shame that didn't fit her style for the first time.

"What, you made trouble again where I didn't see it? And offended that mountain that I couldn't get over?" Lu Zhijie noticed her wrong expression, glanced at Mo Yuan, and then at Song Yutong.

"No, at most it's just that I didn't control my mouth and sneered at him a bit, so I can't talk about offending him." Song Yutong said with a guilty conscience, "Brother Jie, work hard this semester and climb over this mountain." She patted Lu Zhijie on the shoulder .

"It doesn't matter to me. Just study and try my best. If I learn to death, I will be a mountain that everyone can't climb. Besides, what about No.1? Is he as handsome as me?" Lu Zhijie didn't care. road.

"It really is." Liu Xiwei glanced at Lu Zhijie with some disdain, and turned his head.

"Am I as handsome as I am?" Xiang Nan listened for a while, and interjected at the right time.

"You are the most handsome, you are the most handsome person in the whole school, you are the legendary school grass," Song Yutong looked at Xiang Nan with a look of lovelessness, "So, Cao'er, what are you going to do tonight? eat?"

"What do Brother Jie want to eat?" Xiang Nan pushed this eternal problem to Lu Zhijie.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not picky eaters, as long as I'm full!" Lu Zhijie shrugged indifferently, "Two picky eaters expect a non-picky eater to tell you what you like to eat? How funny."

The biggest difference between high school and junior high school should be that you can pass on love letters openly. Xiangnan has a glorious deed in junior high school to pave the way. Yes, Xiang Nan read it to Lu Zhijie and Song Yutong in the rented house. At first they both listened attentively as if they were watching a play, but after a long time, they became so numb that they forbade him to take out the love letter.

"Brother Jie. How do you usually deal with the love letters you receive?" Xiang Nan asked Lu Zhijie while doing homework. Lu Zhijie is a popular object with a different style from Xiang Nan. One has good grades and smiles brightly. , The arrogant male god who doesn't like to deal with people will always receive too much favor from others, and most of the people who like him are quiet girls.

"I don't deal with it, I throw it away when I receive it, and I haven't read it. Xiaoyu can read it. I don't know if her improvement in Chinese is because she read too many love letters. What a fool."

"Then what kind of person do you like?" Xiang Nan looked at him seriously and asked.

"I never thought about it," Lu Zhijie fell into deep thought, yes, what kind of person do I like, he thought, as crazy as Xiaoyu, less stubborn?Probably not, at least besides Song Yutong, there is no other person like him that he can bear. What flashed through his mind, and what he could imagine was Xiangnan who was crying with his fingerprints on that night. Face, at least the few times his physical needs were due to those few tears, could it be that he likes it?Thinking of this, Lu Zhijie looked at Xiang Nan in horror, his heart filled with fear for no reason.

"Did you see a ghost?" Xiang Nan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, "Did I suddenly transform into an Ultraman, or was I possessed by Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit? Are you looking at me with such fear? Do you need my enthusiasm?" Hug to comfort you?" Xiang Nan opened his arms exaggeratedly, intending to hug her.Lu Zhijie was hugged by Xiang Nan without realizing it, and Xiang Nan froze for a moment, a little at a loss, just as he was about to speak, Lu Zhijie gently pushed him away.

"Nothing? I just suddenly remembered a horror story," Lu Zhijie didn't know if he was crazy, and he couldn't imagine if Xiang Nan knew about his little thoughts, would he break up with him from now on, "I read it when I was young There is a scary scene in the cartoon "Duck Detective", I just thought of it." Lu Zhi explained restraint.

"Fuck, I'm really good at it. If you ask what kind of TV you like, you can think of horror TV. Don't you like Song Yutong? That should be that kind of TV. If you don't know, you might think you like a ghost. "Xiang Nan looked at him inexplicably.

"I probably just fell in love with a ghost." Lu Zhijie said a little self-destructively. He buried his head in the book, and the more he read, the more he felt that he didn't even know the words. The Xueba skills completely abandoned him at this second, and he went away again. Thinking of those psychological masterpieces he had read, the philosophy that he thought he had understood, but now he didn’t know it again, and couldn’t put it together, especially Xiang Nan’s even breathing beside him, like a golden hammer It knocked on his heart, making him a little breathless. He remembered the poem he wrote to Xiang Nan when he graduated from junior high school. Could it be that he sent it out of feeling at that time, wasn't it to express the poetic flavor?He also remembered the eight words he wrote down earnestly without hesitation at that time: Love each other persistently and stay together for a lifetime.But why didn't I have such poetic flavor in the poems I wrote to Xiao Yu? "Forget it, don't read it, I'll go next door to see what Xiao Yu is doing." Lu Zhijie stood up resignedly, closed the book fiercely, and then planned to find a quiet place to think about life.

Looking at the background of Lu Zhijie's departure, Xiang Nan sighed silently. He has long been familiar with the poems written by Lu Zhijie. He feels that his entire junior high school journey seems to have been engraved in that poem. The emotions, the unspoken persistence, the entanglement of tossing and turning, seem to have found the answer in that poem, yes, isn’t this just liking, he told himself silently, he always felt that he and others were not the same The same, this poem gave him proof, it’s different if it’s different, it doesn’t matter, no one in this world cares about him anymore, only the sudden appearance of Lu Zhijie gave him a sense of belonging on the ground, he felt that he was alone on the road , seemed to see an unclear figure in front of him, which belonged to Lu Zhijie's silhouette, which perfectly blended with the side face under the starlight that night, accompanied by Lu Zhijie's words "I will take you away," clearly printed on his face In his heart, even though he tried many times intentionally or unintentionally, he still failed to find specific poetic expressions in Lu Zhijie's expressions and words. Could it be his own hallucination?He was a little sad and didn't know what to do, he didn't know if his choice would make Lu Zhijie run away from him decisively, besides, there was Song Yutong in the middle, that childhood friend who almost occupied Lu Zhijie's limbs and bones, Probably Aiwujiwu, he couldn't make himself feel hostile towards Song Yutong, but after seeing her innocent, heartless smile, he was still jealous, envious of her being able to influence Lu Zhijie's choices and decisions , and also jealous that she can grow up without being exposed to wind and rain. However, it is all theirs, and I have nothing.But those eight characters written by Lu Zhijie, could it be that they were written casually?It doesn't fit Xueba's temperament, Xueba's writing must have been carefully thought out, yes it must be so, Xiang Nan silently reaffirmed it in his heart!