Embrace the fragrance

Chapter 18 Fireworks

The rest of the holiday will really be a two-person world without outsiders disturbing.

Qin Ming was very satisfied, but also a little dissatisfied.For three consecutive days of drizzle, he couldn't even find a reason to go out with Fang Wenrui for fun. During the whole New Year's Day holiday, under Fang Wenrui's supervision, he finished writing the test paper step by step. Mute the college entrance examination vocabulary to words beginning with "W".

But this is also very good. Every day is full and energetic, with non-stop rushing, and further joy. On the third night of the holiday, I don’t know if the desire in his heart is too strong. He actually dreamed of a jade-white double-dragon bridge By the riverside, Yangliu Yiyi, the name of the great man who went from here to the world is engraved on the stone tablet that has been polished by years of sunshine and rain. Myself, under the gazebo with blue tiles and brown pillars a few steps away, with a wooden easel, my wrist moved slightly, and the tip of my pen tapped——

Scenery is a rare scene in the Jiangnan water town, but people are people that cannot be found in the world.

"Qin Ming, are you alright?"

"It's almost there, it's almost there! Another minute!"

"...You said the same 1 minutes ago."

"Absolutely this time!" Then he woke up somehow, and when he opened his eyes, a clear voice came from his ears: "What absolute?"

Qin Ming: "..." Could it be that he spoke out his dream?

Fang Wenrui recalled the last time he got 129 points in the monthly English exam paper and swore that he would score 130 points. Just like last night before going to bed, he memorized three sample English composition essays for the college entrance examination, and deduced: "You won't It means that at the end of this semester, you must definitely get a score of 130 or more, right?"

Qin Ming thought helplessly: Naturally not...

He twitched the corners of his mouth, a little self-deprecating, "Of course..." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the beautiful jet-black pupils dilate slightly as expected, and a few tiny rays of light flickered, and finally folded into joyful colors.

The lingering rain stopped in the evening, and it happened to be the time to go back to school for evening self-study.

Although the rain has stopped, there is still a clear and calm ticking sound on the road——

The old-fashioned tile eaves, new branches, full leaves, and upside-down flower umbrellas have hidden too much water in the past few days. At this time, the wind can no longer hide it.The exquisite and exquisite drops of water converge together, condense into thin threads, slide down with the wind, fall to the thick brocade woven by plain white petals, and then spread out peacefully.

Walking into the campus after the rain, there is a smell of newly turned soil, but it is not offensive. Sniffing carefully, there is still a faint fragrance of wintersweet floating in the dense moisture from the next-door community.

Qin Ming suddenly stretched out his hand towards Fang Wenrui.

Fang Wenrui blinked, and when he felt a gentle touch from the tip of the hair, Qin Ming's warm hand had already left, taking away a piece of bluish-white flower petals.

"Is there any more?" Fang Wenrui raised his hand and touched it.

Qin Ming nodded with a smile, and said, "Don't move, I'll do it!" Fang Wenrui put down his hands obediently, but he played with his hair indiscriminately. Famous behavior is the reality of profiteering.He shrank his neck, Qin Ming's restless hands seemed to stick to his hair, and continued to fiddle with him persistently.

He stared wide-eyed: "Qin Ming!"

Qin Ming withdrew his hand regretfully, Fang Wenrui was still staring at him, his two big black eyes were round and wet, he used to think that his slightly annoyed expression was like a small animal, but now he finally figured out what it looked like Now, like a little squirrel that has been robbed of a pine cone, the grievance and dissatisfaction in his eyes are almost overflowing.

He laughed "haha", overjoyed.

Fang Wenrui didn't understand why.

When he got to the classroom, Qin Ming stopped laughing.

There are already many people in the classroom, the class representatives are yelling to collect the test papers, and other "vagrants" are sitting together in groups of threes and twos to "huddle together to keep warm". To put it bluntly, they are copying each other's answers, of course discuss difficult issues.

When Wang Han saw Fang Wenrui, he seemed to see a savior, "Wen Rui, Wen Rui, come here quickly! How do you do this problem? Han Zhi's problem-solving process is like a scripture, but the answer is so strange. I dare not copy logarithms with natural numbers!"

Han Zhi, who was complained about: "... Copying homework, no matter right or wrong, is the basic morality of copying homework!"

Wang Han said solemnly and confidently: "I'm not copying homework, I'm solving problems that I can't do!"

It was the last question of a math paper, a final function question.Fang Wenrui patiently discussed between divisions, step by step, following the rules, and it took a lot of time to list the situation.Qin Ming waited for him to finish the solution before telling him the intuitive and quick solution. The five sketches clarified the five situations correspondingly.He said that this question is very similar to the first big question on the national competition paper. At that time, he was so nervous that his palms were sweaty. .The competition was only two hours long, and time was so precious that he couldn't bear to blink his eyes. Even so, when he came back to answer this question after solving other questions, there was only half an hour left. Ants like him, the more active his tense nerves are, the more he spreads his thoughts to jump into Latin.He might be a bit narcissistic, but Qin Ming felt from the bottom of his heart that this word seemed to be used to describe him.The paper was collected, and when he was packing the pencil case, he looked at the four red characters in seal script, raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but draw the corners of his lips, thinking again, maybe he was lucky.

When Fang Wenrui lectured on the topic to Wang Han, he still followed his own way of thinking and discussed it in a well-regulated manner.I don't know since when, he has regarded those wonderful solutions as the sweet little secrets between him and Qin Ming, knowing that he is a bit selfish, but he can't help but desire more, more little secrets——

For example, the kiss that was pressed on the isolation net in the north of the green field, and the hands that are still intertwined with the crowd of people around...

Qin Ming helped Fang Wenrui put down his schoolbag, took out the pencil case and test papers, and organized the test papers by subject so that the team leader could collect them later.

Fang Wenrui was still lecturing, with his body half bent, his slightly long hair hanging down to his forehead, shaking from time to time because of his moving hand on the manuscript paper.

Qin Ming stared at his side face in rapt attention, as if that face was serious and lively no matter what time it was.

He suddenly remembered the conversation one afternoon——

"Why did you tell me this method after I finished?" Fang Wenrui asked casually while pouring the juice.

"Because I know you can figure it out."

The liquid level in the transparent glass rose slowly.

He interjected: "It's almost full." Then, he continued: "Also, this time, I plan to watch it longer—the way you write a math paper."

Fang Wenrui had maintained the bent posture for a long time, and his back was a little sore, so he straightened up, but as soon as he stood up straight, he felt a real gaze——Qin Mingzheng was staring at him.

Fang Wenrui asked him what he was doing with his eyes.

Qin Ming smiled knowingly, and didn't make a sound, just mouth-shaped, and said every word: enjoying the last leisure.

This leisure is not only the last, but also short-lived.

As soon as the preparatory bell rang, Liu Yunfang walked into the classroom with a stack of special exercises, "The class representative quickly collected all the test papers. As soon as the official bell rang, we will conduct a limited-time practice."

After finally finishing writing, the math teacher pushed the door in. "I just looked at your homework. Overall, it is not very satisfactory. I will do a time-limited practice in math later, 3+2, um, fill in the blanks and fill in the blanks in three ways." Big question."

The whole class: "..."

As expected of the rhythm of the final exam.

Such a bullet screen has slid across almost everyone's mind.

At the beginning of school, I hoped that the semester would end soon and the long holiday would come soon, but in the last few weeks before the final exam, under the contradiction between the respect for the final exam and the eager anticipation for the holiday, my mood changed again. subtle changes.

The practice papers that come and go are often still warm to the touch. If you sniff them closely, you may be able to catch a little bit of the unique smell of the printing room, and you will be stained with ink stains from fountain pens. The "following" time-limited practice made countless students sigh: How did half an hour pass so quickly!

Do not erupt in silence or die in silence.

Wang Han chose the former, and burst into a roar: "My God... let's take the test quickly! If this continues, I will have a fine score!"

Han Zhi moved a little to the side, consciously staying away from the "patient", "I can't imagine what it would be like to be a smart person!"

Wang Han leaned close to Han Zhi's ear and roared again: "Ah!"

Han Zhi glared at him angrily, "...you're still smart!"

Wang Han plausibly said: "I am releasing pressure!"

What is due always comes, and the end of the term in late January is here as promised.

During the few days of the exam, the weather was very good, the temperature was warmer and the breeze was gentle.After the last exam, no matter how well the students in the first and second grades of senior high school did not care about the answers, they all happily went back to the classroom to pack their schoolbags and prepare to go home. In the end, there will be two more weeks of make-up classes. When the make-up classes are over, it will be New Year's Eve in a few days.

In the last class meeting, when Liu Yunfang announced the news, the whole class was silent, deathly silent.She thought that many people would howl and yell, and they kept their voices soft and slowed down when they spoke, but she didn't expect that she seemed to be worrying too much.She paused, and continued: "Go back to school on the sixth day of junior high school for the preliminary exam."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of howling and howling in the classroom.

Liu Yunfang: "..." It's still like this scene, so it's not so unharmonious!

After making up half of the remedial classes, the results of the final exam came out.As soon as the city's rankings are announced, as always, some people are happy and some are sad, but everyone knows that this is not the end of the three years of high school. Any joy and sorrow are short-lived. After a short stop, the youth train will continue to move forward. No one is stuck, no one slacks out.

Day by day, the New Year's Eve is approaching, and the sound of fireworks gradually increased in the cold night of the campus.

The first few days were still in disarray, but in the last few days, the sound was much brighter, making people want to poke their heads out to see the gorgeous fireworks clusters here and there just by hearing the hustle and bustle. but--

No one put down their pens and leaned out the window to find out. Even during class, no one paid attention to the fireworks blooming in the sky.

"The excitement is theirs, I have nothing." Qin Ming turned to the text to check the allusions, and happened to find "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond", and felt that the words were well written for the occasion.

On this day, the fireworks were very noisy, with explosions from far and near, with distinct layers.

"Qin Ming, the math teacher is looking for you." The math class representative just came back from the office, holding a stack of papers, and passing a word.

Qin Ming couldn't figure it out, and murmured in his heart: What's going on, the allusions haven't been checked yet!It was only when I arrived that I realized that it was the last national mathematics competition. He won the prize. The math teacher was very happy, and he couldn't put it down in the office holding his certificate.For the first time, Qin Ming felt that this normally unsmiling old man was kind and funny, a bit like... Maitreya Buddha.

The old man "Maitreya Buddha" congratulated him, and when he spoke, his eyes were still glued to the red certificate.

Qin Ming felt a bit of reluctance from his "glue-like" gaze?

Tell him quickly that this is just his illusion.

At this time, the teacher next door said with a smile: "The results of the competition will come out in late December, and the certificate will be mailed a week ago. However, your teacher is reluctant to give it to you so soon, and has been pressed in the drawer. It's okay." Take it out and have a look."

Qin Ming: "..."

Another teacher turned around and explained: "He participated in the national competition when he was your age, and only won the second prize."

"Maitreya Buddha" no longer had Maitreya Buddha's amiable appearance, he blew his beard and stared and said, "It's only one point away!"

Qin Ming understood it thoroughly, greeted the group of teachers, and then quickly ran to the corridor, laughing out of restraint, "Hahaha!"

He returned to his seat, his facial nerves still twitching with laughter.

Seeing him like this, Fang Wenrui knew that the teacher didn't mean anything bad to him, so he felt relieved and asked, "What's the matter? You're laughing like this?"

Qin Ming told the story in detail.As he talked, he couldn't help but laughed again.It took more than two minutes to explain the simple matter.

Fang Wenrui didn't find it funny when he heard it, and his focus was on Qin Ming's winning the first prize, "One...first prize!"

Qin Ming finally had enough of laughing, and seeing Fang Wenrui's wide-eyed eyes, he felt overwhelmed with satisfaction, and suddenly wanted to flirt, some flirtatiously.He curled his mouth and said softly: "With you praying for me, it's hard to fail the exam."

Fang Wenrui frowned, as if he was evaluating the scientific nature of this sentence, "Then, why didn't you score 130 in English in the final exam?"

Qin Ming finally felt the regret of missing out on the first prize with a one-point difference between "Maitreya Buddha"——

129.5 points, only 0.5 points away, hey, hello!

The author has something to say: Last semester is over!The winter vacation in the third year of high school was super short, and I clearly remember that I did not come home until I was 28 years old...