Chapter 61 crazy buttons

The reunion with Benben lifted Yu Zhouzhou's heart that had been a little heavy for a long time. Years after farewell, the reunion in drama is not just an outrageous plot in TV dramas. In other words, what is outrageous is never the reunion, but that they still remember each other and miss each other sincerely.What many people lack is not a reunion, but a heart of joy and nostalgia. Yu Zhouzhou has so many things he wants to tell Benben, where did you go to primary school all these years, where did you live, are we still neighbors, how can you get along with those people...but suddenly I don’t know where to start .So I just smirked, anyway, this little friend is by my side, the future will be long, and they can chat slowly.

"So you're from Class 2," Yu Zhouzhou smiled, "but I've never seen you before." "I've seen you a few times. Your class is on duty for a week. You came to our class to check the hygiene during self-study. But I didn't expect it to be you. You have changed so much since you were a child." Benben's black shoulder bag followed His step slapped his ass. "Really?" Yu Zhouzhou smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, Benben pointed at her face in surprise and said, "But the smile is still the same." Hearing this, Yu Zhouzhou also began to look carefully at Benben's appearance. He has grown taller, half a head taller than Yu Zhouzhou - this is of course nonsense, but he still has a fair face, exceptionally bright eyes, and his eyebrows are not as good as when he was a child. It has stretched a lot, but it is always a little thin and pale.

"You and when I was a child..." Yu Zhouzhou was halfway through talking before realizing that he was not qualified to compare at all.She can't remember what Benben looked like when she was a child.The intimate little playmate who always followed me in childhood has long been a symbol, a reason for nostalgia and sadness when encountering difficulties. But at least she could see that he had grown up, a lot. The magic of time never pulls a white rabbit out of a hat in a split second to applaud.Ordinary hats have been left there for many years, and you never cared about them. When you look back one day, you realize that a flower has bloomed inside the hat, which is deeply rooted.

Yu Zhouzhou said with a joyful smile, "Benben, you have grown up." Ben Ben touched his nose, lowered his head and said, "It's been a long time since anyone called me Ben Ben." Yu Zhouzhou was a little disappointed, and then suddenly remembered the really important thing: "Benben...what's your name?" "Murong Shen Zhang." "what?" "Murong, sinking Shen, next to the wooden characters, the camphor of the camphor tree, Murong Shen Zhang." Yu Zhouzhou petrified for two seconds. "Hahahahaha..." She laughed so hard that she almost bent down.

"What's wrong?" Benben blushed a little and frowned in confusion. "This is you..." Yu Zhouzhou panted heavily, "This is your screen name?" "What screen name?! That's my name!" Benben quickly explained, "Isn't this name nice?" "It sounds good, it sounds good," Yu Zhouzhou nodded, but the narrow smile on his face couldn't be concealed no matter what, "But I haven't heard of anyone in real life with such a name, it sounds good, really... Good to hear." Benben was a little discouraged, he didn't know how to explain how important such a cool name was to a teenager in the "underworld", everyone thought his name was cool, why could Yu Zhouzhou laugh like this?

"Okay," he waved his hands helplessly, "You still call me... Benben, but don't, don't call me in front of others." Benben had a vague rejection of this nickname, which made Yu Zhouzhou a little surprised, but she quickly dispelled this little unhappiness.They were standing at the crossroads, Yu Zhouzhou pointed to the traffic lights ahead, "I want to go this way, my family lives in Haicheng Community, how about you?" Benben smiled, "My family lives far away." "Very far away?" Yu Zhouzhou was very surprised. According to his household registration, didn't he also go to school nearby?

"Well, it's over there at the city hall." "Then you should go to the bus station when you leave school, you have come so far with me, you have to go back..." Ben Ben smiled and shook his head, "We have something to do, it's just around here, Zhou Zhou, please go." Yu Zhouzhou instinctively sensed danger from Ben Ben's evasive expression. She wanted to say something, but she saw a group of people blocked by the traffic from a distance, and vaguely recognized a few newcomers from that day. The three boys were making fun of each other and walking this way.

Yu Zhouzhou didn't hesitate. "Okay, I'm going. Goodbye." Yu Zhouzhou lowered his head and hurriedly ran through the red light to cross the road. He stood on the sidewalk on the other side in shock and looked back. Benben was already submerged in the group of teenagers—fortunately, this group of people did not carry anything resembling a weapon. , should not go to war. She was a little disappointed, so many things hadn't been said yet, she didn't know anything, and he didn't know anything about her. But there is still time.They can also go from strange to familiar just like when they were children.It's just that Yu Zhouzhou forgot that one of the side effects of growing up is making it harder and harder to make friends.

She smiled brightly and waved her hand towards Ben Ben's back. ----------------------------------------------- "Did those little bastards at school trouble you again?" Mom asked while filling the meal.Yu Zhouzhou was struggling with the crab shells on the plate, so he couldn't hear clearly for a moment. "I asked, did the gangsters in the school trouble you?" "No!" Zhou Zhou raised his head happily, "Mom, did you know that I met Benben today!" "Benben?" Mom was stunned for a while before she realized, "Oh, is it the neighbor's kid from the house we rented after the relocation?"

"Yep." "How did you recognize him? Has he not changed from his childhood appearance?" Yu Zhouzhou opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. The current Benben is just a little bastard. -------------------------------------------------- ------- Yu Zhouzhou frowned, the ballpoint pen had been turned several times in the palm of his hand but he could not write a word.She recently learned how to turn the pen with her deskmate Tan Lina. Tan Lina can not only use the middle finger and index finger to rotate the pen forward and backward in the hand, but can even make the ballpoint pen go all the way from the little finger to the thumb and index finger, and then roll back in the opposite direction. It seems that there is a dragonfly flapping its wings rapidly on the back of the hand.However, Tan Lina, who is so dexterous, vowed to hang herself several times because of her apprentice Yu Zhouzhou's clumsiness—but Yu Zhouzhou was indeed a diligent student. She worked hard and practiced all the time. Her self-study class was always noisy, and no one else could hear the crackling sound from her desk, nor noticed the blue fountain pen spray when the pen cap was thrown off.

"Damn it!" Yu Zhouzhou put down the pen. The ballpoint pen forgot to cap the pen. It failed to turn the pen just now, and when it fell down, it scratched fiercely on the paper. Weekly diary.Every week, a weekly diary of no less than 300 words and 5 pen calligraphy practice sheets must be handed in.Yu Zhouzhou is not afraid of composition, but this kind of weekly diary written for the teacher always makes her very embarrassed. "Chen An, I think things are always interesting. The teacher wants to read our notes, but I don't want to write them to her, and you don't want to read my letters, so I just keep writing them. Oh, I'm not complaining, I'm really not complaining." In fact, Yu Zhouzhou knew that he was not willing to tell Chen An everything.She still tried her best not to let the other party know about many things that were too young for girls, such as her obsession with beautiful notebooks and her enthusiasm for all kinds of stationery. She also saw Chen An standing by the window during the rehearsal breaks of the orchestra. The sunlight passed through the stained glass of the old rehearsal field and cast mottled light and shadows on him. An ordinary ballpoint pen or mechanical lead.There is only an ordinary pencil case in Chen An's schoolbag, which contains only two ballpoint pens, a fountain pen, automatic lead, and an eraser.He might draw pictures when doing math or physics problems, but he doesn't even use a ruler. Yu Zhouzhou understands that a person's academic performance has nothing to do with what kind of pen he uses to write, but somehow, beautiful stationery has gradually become her hobby.If she buys an automatic lead with a particularly unique design, her thinking will be smoother when she is doing math problems and drawing pictures, and a light gray dark grid notebook with a slightly frosted surface can help her take notes in English class. Be more attentive when taking notes. This has gradually become a quirk.Hang around alone in various cultural and educational shops around, Taobao. On Friday morning, the school requires everyone to come to the school half an hour in advance to rehearse the 40th anniversary celebration next week.Yu Zhouzhou arrived very early, and slipped into the culture and education shop out of boredom. I was unconsciously taking down all the true color and morning light ballpoint pens on the shelf one by one to write on the white paper for a test, when I suddenly heard a girl not far away yelling at her companion. "I'm going crazy, I'm going to be late, my mother insisted on sewing me shirt buttons, I grabbed a hand of jam, she asked me to help her hold some buttons, I had no choice but to hold it in my mouth. My dad I got excited again, and hung up the school uniform I had prepared on a hanger—it wouldn’t be too much trouble! I was in a hurry, and I opened my mouth to call him, but I swallowed the button. Such a big plastic button, you said it’s a shame what to do?!" "Take it out with a knife. Make a big cut in the stomach from the throat to the navel, search carefully, and find it." The latter sentence seemed to be whispered.The girl who swallowed the button was still complaining loudly, while the girl who suggested the operation was talking to herself in a very soft voice next to her. Xinmeixiang. She was wearing a rumpled school uniform and her ponytail was loose, as if she hadn't had time to comb her hair.While moving her lips and talking to herself, Xin Meixiang smiled in a trance, not noticing at all that Yu Zhouzhou who was petrified was beside her. look. Yu Zhouzhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Actually, I heard that the button... came out as soon as I went to the toilet." She said softly. Xin Meixiang was shocked, that calm and erratic smile was fleeting, she stared at Yu Zhouzhou with a blank expression on her face, and she no longer touched the ballpoint pen. The two stared at each other for a while, and Yu Zhouzhou decided to let go of the innocent button. She refocused her eyes on the ballpoint pen, took out a light blue fountain pen with Garfield on it, and pressed it on the paper. After a few swipes, a round four-eye button was drawn by accident. She put the pen back in embarrassment, and smiled dryly, "I thought it was a ballpoint pen, but I didn't expect it to be a gel pen, hehe, hehe." "I like gel pens." Xin Meixiang said softly.Her voice has no characteristics, and she rarely speaks, Yu Zhouzhou can't always remember her voice. "Actually, I prefer notebooks." Xin Meixiang glanced greedily at the various notebooks imported from Korea on the back table, and shook her head again. "Me too!" Yu Zhouzhou smiled happily, and just about to ask her whether she likes cartoon covers or landscape covers, the words turned into, "Who did you hear that the button fell into the stomach and you need to be cut?" After she finished speaking, she felt very regretful.This crazy button. Xin Meixiang was stunned for a while, just when Yu Zhouzhou thought she would never speak again like in class, she suddenly spoke. "My mother said so." She laughed when she finished speaking. When she was two or three years old, Xin Meixiang also swallowed the buttons in her stomach.She was afraid of her mother yelling at her, so she hid in the corner and struggled all day, and then found her mother tremblingly, crying while talking-Mom, I swallowed the button, I swallowed the button. Xin Meixiang's mother was surprisingly good-tempered that day, she didn't yell, she just said with a sullen face, cut open the stomach, from here to here.As he spoke, he scratched Xin Meixiang's stomach with his fingers.Before she took her hand away, she was frightened and burst into tears. Mom picked her up, patted her head gently and said, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, let's squat on the potty, and it will be fine in a while, good boy, don't cry or cry. In Xin Meixiang's memory, that was the most tender moment for her mother, unprecedented and unprecedented. Yu Zhouzhou only saw that she was stunned for a while after dropping these words, then turned around and left. The schoolbag bumped into a row of brand new Snoopy notebooks on the table next to her. She was the only one left standing there, listening to the two girls at the door continuing to discuss loudly how to get the buttons out of their stomachs. In that week's weekly diary, Yu Zhouzhou, who spent the whole afternoon turning around, didn't think of anything that could be narrated to the teacher. On Monday morning, she explained to the Chinese class representative that when she was eating fried dough sticks and tofu nao early in the morning, she accidentally dropped the notebook into the bowl of tofu nao. "Really, I can't get it out." Her expression was very sincere. Change to a new notebook next week, just buy the blue notebook with Mickey Mouse on it, Yu Zhouzhou thought, with a new notebook, maybe there will be inspiration. Thinking of this, she suddenly turned her head to look at Xin Meixiang who was curled up in a corner and was in a daze.