i see your calling

Chapter 54

The elements of summer vacation are simple.

Strawberry smoothie, air conditioning, cicadas and homework.

The homework is like this, if you don't know it, you can ask Shen Pingge, if you know it, you can write it yourself, and the homework book is full in the end.

He and Shen Pingge returned to their original appearance.

Lian Yan really wanted to get closer to him, but perhaps fate had put them here, and he slowly accepted it.

It's okay to be friends.

Tang Wensi is still writing the notes signed by Tang Wensi, and Lian Yan uses this as a practice pen. He likes Neruda, so he imitates Neruda's poems, but the writing is completely different. The love is very clumsy, but it is better anyway In a sincere.

There are too many written, and they are all stuffed in the interlayer of the schoolbag, dangling like they are about to burst out, Lian Yan dare not put them in the house or any conspicuous place, for fear of being discovered.

On the first day of school, the weather was still hot and dry, the singing of cicadas was less, the exposure of the human world was too high, and the color contrast was bright. Lian Yan was promoted to the third year of junior high school, and Shen Pingge was promoted to the second year of high school.Their trajectories are separate, but there are always traces of intersection.

After school started, Lian Yan was going to prepare for the composition competition. The competition was held very close to each other in the second week after school started. Chinese teacher Ge Hong asked him to go to the office.

The composition competition in the city is a self-proposed question, which can be used freely to select candidates.

Lian Yan seemed to be free, but it was not that simple. Lian Yan inexplicably remembered a sentence that someone said—I forgot whether it was a Chinese or a Western celebrity, saying that people do not know how to use freedom, and people are used to limited freedom.Sometimes the composition is restricted by the proposition, but it is easy to write. Those who say they are free to play, most of them end up running around without boundaries.

"This self-proposition may not be like this." Ge Hong said.

Lian Yan looked at her.

"It seems that someone bought a manuscript to write on the self-proposition last time. This time it has been changed." Ge Hong picked up the A4 paper on the desk, "I will still use the previous model. Give me a word, it won't be long." , In the final analysis, it is still free play.”

"I also hope you don't have any burden," Ge Hong looked at him with a smile, "No matter what, just do your best, little writer."

It rained on the day of the race, which can be regarded as autumn rain. From summer to autumn, it always rains several times. Rain is the best excuse to cool down.Shen Yiming sent them to the city competition site, Shen Pingge held an umbrella for him, Shen Yiming poked his head out of the car window, and clenched his fists at them: "Come on."

It was the first time for Lian Yan to participate in a large-scale competition, and she was inevitably nervous. As soon as she entered the arena, there was a huge crowd. He subconsciously grabbed Shen Pingge by the corner of his clothes, and Shen Pingge hugged him and walked forward.

"No, Xiaoyan," Shen Pingge lowered his head and said to him softly, "You can't always hide behind me."

Lian Yan hesitated for a while before standing beside him, he grabbed Shen Pingge's wrist, as if it was the source of all his strength.

The staff came and led them into the arena. The high school group and the junior high school group were separated. There was a side road, but the lights at the end were all bright. Shen Pingge stuffed him with a piece of candy, strawberry's, when he left at the end.

This competition in the city is not too formal. It was completed independently on the spot in a closed place, and then handed over to the staff next to it. All the results were not released on the spot.

Lian Yan's tense palms were sweating. He secretly touched the pocket of his jacket. Through the fabric, he felt a hard touch, and the strawberry candy lay there quietly.

The title of the composition is.

- He who is always on the watch suffers more,

Or someone who never waited for anyone?

The source is Neruda's "Question Collection", Lian Yan has seen this sentence before.

Before writing, Lian Yan touched the piece of candy again, and finally suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.

Shen Pingge was with him.

He needn't be afraid.

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Two hours passed quickly, the rain had stopped when we left the venue, the ground was wet and smelled like mud, Lian Yan was in a good mood, Shen Pingge was waiting for him outside the venue, seeing him smiling happily , knowingly asked: "Is the writing okay?"

"En!" Lian Yan replied heavily, he never knew how to hide his emotions, whether it was sadness or joy, he gestured to Shen Pingge.

-I want to drink milk tea.

Shen Pingge was able to agree to this request, they were not in a hurry to go back, and ordered two cups of milk tea at a nearby shop, Lian Yan didn't like too sweet, so she ordered matcha.

"Are the junior high school group and the high school group the same topic?" Shen Pingge stirred the milk tea with an iron spoon and asked Lian Yan, "Are you also Neruda's "Question Collection"?"

"Well," Lian Yan nodded, typing on his mobile phone.

-What do you think, is the person who waits suffers more, or the person who never waits?

Shen Pingge didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile: "What did you choose?"

Lian Yan was typing on the phone again.

- The one who never waits.

"Why?" Shen Pingge took a sip of milk tea and looked at Lian Yan.

Lian Yan didn't say why, but just blinked.

"I think it's more difficult for those who wait," Shen Pingge's voice was very soft, "Waiting to come, waiting not to come, fear of not coming when waiting, not coming when waiting, it's all suffering and pain. "

Lian Yan drank milk tea slowly, her long eyelashes drooped, and the warm yellow lights of the milk tea shop fell on them.

He and Shen Pingge think differently.

He feels that those who have never waited are more miserable.

If he hadn’t met Shen Pingge, he would think that darkness is the whole of life, and it’s best to be nothing more than silvery moonlight, swamps and thorns are dangers, but when he met Shen Pingge, he knew that everything also includes the sun, He knew that the moonlight was only in the name of the sun, so he couldn't help liking Shen Pingge.

Besides, he has been waiting for so long.

He didn't mind continuing to wait.

The matcha is a bit bitter, Lian Yan likes this taste, the taste buds are pleasing, and the mood also becomes a little bit better.

After the game, Lian Yan waited anxiously for Ge Hong to tell him to go to the office. He was really anxious, and would go to the high school to find Shen Pingge from time to time. Gradually, their class knew that there was a little girl named Lian Yan in the junior high school. Dumb, he knew Shen Pingge very well.

"Pingge!" the boy shouted into the classroom, "I'm here to find you!"

Shen Pingge was wearing a school uniform. He always had a clean temperament. From his eyebrows to his fingers, there was a faint smell of washing powder on the school uniform. He said, "Here we come."

Lian Yan smiled embarrassedly, he was really nervous and didn't know what to do, he just wanted to see Shen Pingge from the bottom of his heart.

"What do you want me for?" Shen Pingge looked at him with a smile, teasing him, "Why didn't you talk when you saw me?"

As soon as the words fell, Lian Yan looked around and saw that there was no one around, and boldly went up and hugged Shen Pingge, he was not as tall as Shen Pingge, so he could only stand on tiptoe a little, and hugged him lightly.

He looked into Shen Pingge's eyes again and gestured.

- just wanted to come and hug you.

"The results of the high school department are out," Shen Pingge said, "I have entered the national group."

Lian Yan was stunned for a moment, then looked at him happily, his eyes seemed to be shining, he nodded vigorously, as if he had obtained the qualification to enter the national group.

"So," Shen Pingge's voice was very soft, "We can even enter Yan, I'll be with you, okay?"

Lian Yan nodded again, and Shen Pingge also hugged him, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear.

"Don't be nervous, go back to class."

The results of the competition came out in the afternoon of the second day. Lian Yan was called into the office by Ge Hong again, and Ge Hong poured him a glass of warm water, "Guess what I asked you to do?"

"..." Lian Yan nervously held the glass of water.

"The results are out," Ge Hong said with a smile. "If you want to know the ranking first, you should first know whether you have qualified for the national team."

Those qualified for the national group are the top three in the junior high school group. Ge Hong’s words are equivalent to acquiescing that he has entered the national group. Lian Yan probably had an estimate of the results in her heart, but when she actually heard this sentence, she still felt her mind went blank. His hands were shaking, and it took him a while to write on the paper handed over.

- ranking.

Ge Hong raised his index finger.

"First."

Lian Yan looked at her dully, as if she didn't recognize the number, she blinked for a while, but she shed tears directly.

"Oh, why are you still crying?" Ge Hong hurriedly went to get the paper, Lian Yan felt ashamed, took the paper and wiped it carelessly, the more tears she wiped, the whole thing was the same as tears, he couldn't tell How he feels is obviously something that should be happy, but he really wants to cry.

It seems that for a long time, his body has been dull, and he has to rely on others to be seen, but today, he also has a shining point.

He was also admitted.

Lian Yan had been shedding tears for almost 10 minutes before they stopped, her eyes were red, Ge Hong rubbed his head with some distress, "What's there to cry about, you're all fifteen people, right? Did you pass out from the joy of winning the national competition?"

Lian Yan smiled embarrassedly.

"In short, Lian Yan, I have always thought you are very talented, and you have aura. If you can, I hope you can continue to write even after the competition, and write what you want to write," Ge Hong said. "Since you have talent, you must be worthy of your talent, right?"

Lian Yan held the wet tissue in her palm, looked at Ge Hong, and nodded.

it is good.

When school was over, Shen Pingge came to the junior high school to look for him, and immediately saw that Lian Yan's red eyes hadn't faded, and frowned: "Crying?"

Lian Yan nodded embarrassingly, unable to hold back the excitement in her heart, took Shen Pingge's palm and wrote two words.

-First.

Shen Pingge came to his senses, "No. [-] in the junior high school group?"

Lian Yan nodded.

"Okay," Shen Pingge laughed, "then we can go to Beijing together later."

Beijing.

Lian Yan has never been out of the province, nor has he been to Beijing. A place like the capital sounds cool, and he won’t go until October, but he began to look forward to it. October should be autumn, and there should be more leaves. , But think about it, also feel golden.

Lian Yan fisted him.

On the way back, Shen Pingge bought him a cup of matcha cheese. Lian Yan didn't like sweet drinks, but she had a soft spot for matcha, so this was just a small reward for him.Lian Yan was obviously in a good mood, kicking pebbles when walking, jumping up and down the stone pillars.

The weather was still a little hot, Lian Yan's forehead was sweating, and her originally white face was a little red, when she arrived at the villa, Shen Pingge helped him get matcha tea, and said, "Go take a bath first, and go eat after washing."

Lian Yan responded with a smile, put her schoolbag on the sofa, and went to the second floor to take a shower.

The matcha cheese is iced, with water droplets condensed on the outer wall, and it feels damp and cold to the touch. Sitting on the sofa, Shen Pingge saw the schoolbag that Lian Yan put aside.

Lian Yan is a very emotional person. When she is happy, she forgets everything. She used to put her schoolbag directly in the bedroom and rarely put it away. Shen Pingge laughed helplessly, got up and picked up Lian Yan's schoolbag, Going to put him in the bedroom.

As soon as the schoolbag was picked up, something fell out of the unpacked schoolbag.

The neatly stacked little notes fell out with a clatter.

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