Chapter 16 sink fish

That night Yu Zhouzhou waited anxiously, but her mother didn't come back until she finished washing and went to bed. In the middle of the night, she felt a warm and soft hand caressing her forehead in a daze.It seems that there are cold drops of water hitting the cheeks, like the cool rain in a dream. Yu Zhouzhou became very silent. Life once again returned to the original neither salty nor dull, the little red flowers on the list are still 0, but the little black flowers have not increased.No matter how earnestly she wrote her homework, she even tried to overfulfill it—she wrote 40 of the 20 pinyin required by dictation—but the teacher always turned a blind eye.

A girl from an ordinary background who refuses to join the cram school for poor students on weekends, what should she care about?After Yu Zhouzhou tried a few times, he no longer forced himself to "move forward", but returned to the sea of ​​people dutifully, becoming a blurred drop of water. It’s just a drop of water——when she took a red scarf and lined up with the children into the packed theater of the Workers’ Cultural Palace, and saw the first-grade children from four schools converging into an ocean, everyone’s faces were blurred into a distant waves.The huge chandelier was hanging on the ceiling. She raised her head and looked up, trying to count how many petals the flower-shaped chandelier had. When she counted, her eyes were blurred and her neck was stiff, she lowered her head unwillingly.

An empty stage with nothing but orange lights and three stand-up microphones.After everyone was seated, the lengthy team entry ceremony finally kicked off.Speeches by leaders ABCDE, speeches by excellent team counselors of each school, speeches by outstanding young pioneers FGHI... The head teachers of each class still stand up from time to time to inspect the area of ​​​​the class, and when they see students whispering, they will stare and reprimand them.Yu Zhouzhou was listening to all kinds of speeches below. Unlike the excitement of other children, she was a little drowsy. Maybe it's because I feel that everything has nothing to do with me.

Even if she is about to become the glorious successor to communism - and there are plenty of successors. The last representative finished his speech, and Yu Zhouzhou and the others applauded vigorously. Amidst the applause, the representative of the new Young Pioneers who came out from the sour-red curtain in the background had a pair of dark eyes.The dark crowd around her was all set as the background, and she was the only one shining on the dark ocean. little swallow. She stood upright in front of the stand microphone, and the teacher helped her lower the height of the microphone.She didn't hold the speech script like the representative just now, but she gave a speech with a smile on her face and faced more than a thousand pairs of eyes below. Stiff people form a stark contrast.

Just like the "stand", "li" and "sit" that she led to call out before each class.It's not that I didn't pass the door of other classes and heard the other class monitors shouting "sit up and sit up", but it's not as good as Little Swallow's shout.In everyone's eyes, being able to yell out these three words is simply a remarkable thing. Yu Zhouzhou hasn't watched "Little Red Riding Hood" all this time. It used to be out of anger that this column took up the animation time, but now it's an inexplicable resistance. It seems that after reading it, she will fall and lose the last bit of independence.Maybe others can't distinguish her blurred water drop, at least she knows that she has not been really swallowed by the sea.But what if she doesn't even recognize herself?

So every Tuesday and Thursday, she would eat very slowly, dragging past six o'clock. After Little Swallow's speech ended, the audience applauded again.Yu Zhouzhou raised his head. This time, three first-grade elementary school students came out from behind the curtain, standing in an equilateral triangle in front of the microphone.The latter two were strangers, but the leader was Lin Yang. However, in Yu Zhouzhou's eyes, Lin Yang on the stage is not unfamiliar, at least he is completely different from the Lin Yang who quarreled with him on the way home from school until he bared his teeth.At that moment, Yu Zhouzhou suddenly thought of Ben Ben - if it was Ben Ben who was standing on the stage at this moment, Yu Zhouzhou must have been so nervous that his palms were sweating because of him.But she was never worried about Lin Yang, and she couldn't explain why.Maybe because even if Lin Yang fails, there will be many people coaxing him, no one will blame him, and even give him more chances.However, if Yu Zhouzhou and Benben were the ones who failed, they would be incompetent once and useless a hundred times, and there would be no room for change.

Standing in the vast black ocean, Yu Zhouzhou missed Benben like never before, and missed a fellow who didn't know where he was at the moment. "Everyone stand up!" Although Lin Yang's voice was immature, it was calm and powerful.Everyone stood up and raised their right fists to their ears. "I swear—" "I--swear--" The students below followed Lin Yang and recited the oath aloud. Different from the sophistication of Little Swallow, who has been tempered in the battlefield, Lin Yang's serious appearance seems to be born, and he should stand under the spotlight by nature. In the focus of everyone's eyes, he is unpolished, but it fits best.

After the long series of oaths was finally finished, Lin Yang finally said loudly, "The oath taker, Lin Yang." "The swearer, Li Xiaozhi", "the swearer, Yu Tingting", "the swearer, Wang Xiaoming", "the swearer, Li Pingping..." Under the teacher's reminder, the children below read out their names one after another.The scene of unanimous voices was broken, and more than a thousand different names were like boiling water droplets in the venue, showing different faces and postures. However, Yu Zhouzhou was speechless at this moment.Her own name was stuck in her throat and she didn't have time to say it.

At that moment, he completely lost his resistance and turned into a fish.When he grew up, he did experiments and learned that "water is a poor conductor of heat". The water surface in the large test tube was boiling, but the goldfish swam safely at the bottom of the water. Yu Zhouzhou suddenly remembered himself at that time, just like this silent goldfish , dived into the bottom of the water, quietly. When Yu Zhouzhou became more and more sad and silent, her mother became more and more irritable.She didn't know what kind of difficulties her mother had experienced at work. She only knew that the job and the friction and quarrel with her aunt who lived in her grandmother's house made her always gentle mother more and more sharp.He is vigorous and resolute in his actions, he is cautious in his words, and even his eyes are sharp and ruthless.With Lin Yang's help, Yu Zhouzhou gradually became familiar with pinyin. Apart from making some sloppy mistakes occasionally, her test scores basically stabilized at around 80 points. My mother, who didn't get angry, was furious at the eighty-point paper.

No matter what her mother said, she kept her head down all the time, neither defending nor swearing, "Mom, I will definitely do well in the exam next time." Even if I saw Yu Lingling and Yu Tingting peeking through the crack of the door. Eventually Grandma appeared at the door, sighed, and said to Mom, "Come here. Come to my room." Yu Zhouzhou's hut was the closest to grandma's room, and she was standing at the door with the paper in her hand, vaguely hearing grandma's heavy sigh. "It's not that I didn't persuade you at the beginning. You don't remember what I said? You are an adult. Since you insist on giving birth to the child and insist on not accepting funding from her father, then you should bear all the possible consequences. I know that it is hard for you to persevere alone, and I will talk to your sister-in-law, but how can you treat your child like this? Zhou Zhou was born by you, she didn't ask you When you gave birth to her, you were self-willed for a while, haven't you learned to take responsibility yet?"

The paper was soaked with sweat from the palm of the hand, and the bright red 84 points on it were blurred into one piece. Yu Zhouzhou fell in love with another game. She can't remember how long it has been since she played a princess or a heroine in the hut with "silk and satin" wrapped around her body.Yu Zhouzhou fell in love with painting.Her sketchbook is full of rough and unevenly proportioned "beauties" in princess dresses or flowing white gauze, some carrying swords and some holding holy water jugs.She often huddled in a corner and drew earnestly, no one knew what she was thinking, and those paintings were independent and incoherent, just clumsy single portraits of characters. No one knew that Yu Zhouzhou's private world had suddenly undergone a huge change. She is no longer the protagonist, and she no longer holds the holy water in her hands to overcome obstacles.All the stories have become puppet shows. She leads the protagonists and supporting roles to play the plot together, but she no longer fully devotes herself to feeling their joys and sorrows.Every individual character is a story, which begins the moment the pen touches the paper. When the flower crown is drawn, the little princess is born. When the soft face and big Japanese-style eyes were painted, it was the 15th birthday when the public praised the princess for her beauty. When her slender waist was drawn, it was when she was eighteen years old and danced beautifully in the capital. The flowing tutu skirt was painted, it was the first time she met the prince, and he fell under her skirt... After drawing a character, a story ends in my mind. But Yu Zhouzhou is not that princess. What Yu Zhouzhou played was fate. The story is no longer a simple one to the end.She began to paint ordinary little girls who had gone through hardships, and the female helmsman who was misunderstood by everyone and died of hatred... Yu Zhouzhou, the god of fate, seemed no longer as benevolent as before. Such silent time, all imprinted on the paper.She is manipulated by others, so she manipulates others. It seems that the only bright moments come from the colleagues on the way to school with Lin Yang.Although Lin Yang looked so far away on the stage, when he walked beside her, he pulled her ponytail with a smile, told her all kinds of interesting things, and discussed with her the love and hate in cartoons Qiu, Yu Zhouzhou felt that his life was also full of sunshine—— Although it is the light of the setting sun.