Chapter 79 Whose youth is immortal after all

It's not that Yu Zhouzhou has never seen a classmate who suddenly became angry, persisted for a few days, gradually slacked off, and then returned to the same lazy state as before. Even Ma Yuanben once regrouped because of a little encouragement. The neurotic and kind-hearted geography teacher is dubbed the "magic old lady" by everyone.One day Ma Yuanben was called up in class and asked him, which of the two lines on the blackboard is the Yangtze River and which is the Yellow River? Ma Yuanben answered right casually. The whole class applauded enthusiastically without making a fuss, after all, it was a miracle for Ma Yuanben.He sat down with a ruddy complexion, beaming with joy, and Yu Zhouzhou also smiled and said, so smart.

Sometimes Yu Zhouzhou really doesn't know which details will inadvertently touch his heart.Ma Yuanben suddenly began to study very seriously, writing awkward characters on the paper, and then said shyly, ah, I haven't written for a long time, hehe, I don't even know how to write. Then during a certain class break, the Chinese teacher walked into the room and said, Ma Yuanben, do you have a face?You and Xin Meixiang were the only ones who failed in the whole grade. Do you know how much you lowered your average score? ? ! ! Ma Yuanben, who was re-practicing holding a pen, suddenly stood up, his eyes were red.

Then he sat down again. The short-lived effort to be strong died, and Ma Yuanben returned to his original playful and smiling face.Although Yu Zhouzhou knew that even if the Chinese teacher didn't show up and didn't have those hurtful words, Ma Yuanben still couldn't hold on for long, but, after all, hope had appeared before, and it was precisely because of this hope that he said yes to the Chinese teacher's words. There is such a strong reaction to the usual reprimand. More people just gave up the so-called study plan because of their own laziness. However, Yu Zhouzhou never thought that Xin Meixiang would survive.

She seems to have poured all her hatred on the desk, and she can write for a long time with just a little bit of the tip of the pen.During the period after the final exam and before the Spring Festival, the school organized intensive make-up lessons for the second and third grades. Every time Yu Zhouzhou passed by Xin Meixiang, she could see her bowing her head and writing vigorously. Yu Zhouzhou knew a long time ago that the power of hatred is far greater than the power of love.Love makes us meek and slack, happy and content, only hatred can keep us going through adversity. It was a gnashing of teeth not to give up.

Yu Zhouzhou knew that this kind of hatred was far from being caused by the constant bullying by Xu Zhiqiang and others.Xin Meixiang's growth process is a mystery, and everything covered by her silent appearance is a mystery. Is she extra miserable, or is she extra sensitive and obsessed with hurt? While Yu Zhouzhou was puzzled, he enthusiastically extended a helping hand.Xin Meixiang can share all her learning methods and skills, those tricks that Yu Zhouzhou is reluctant to tell others because of her selfishness, and the reference books and workbooks with concise content and rich question types, all of which are contributed by her.

Xin Meixiang is like a black hole, she never thanks, she is never polite, when Yu Zhouzhou explained how a certain part of the knowledge system should be summed up, she just kept silent, she would not nod to show that she was serious Listen, though, it turns out that she was really trying to catch up.Her work and rest has reached a certain level of strangeness - she falls asleep immediately after returning home from school every day, as if to prevent the noise of her parents and the grocery store from affecting her study; I came to study in the middle of the night, and when it was dawn, I went out for a run to lose weight against the cold wind, and then went to school early to participate in morning self-study.

Yu Zhouzhou was in awe of Xin Meixiang's vigor. Whenever Yu Zhouzhou gave Xin Meixiang a lecture, Wen Miao would always lean on her chin and watch them from behind, from beginning to end. "You are so kind to her." There was no emotion in Wen Miao's tone. Yu Zhouzhou would tell Wen Miao some things about Xin Meixiang when he had nothing to do—naturally, the part about the dark canteen and the crazy mother was omitted.She told Wen Miao that this girl actually likes to read, has rich connotations, stood up when she was bullied by Xu Zhiqiang, and has a crystal heart—even if she is not beautiful, she can read "Crystal "That song was sung so beautifully.

Wen Miao has been listening in silence, nodding from time to time, never expressing his opinion. Yu Zhouzhou always thought that Wen Miao was dissatisfied with Xin Meixiang's attitude.He looked very ignorant of knowing how to repay his kindness. "During the Chinese New Year this year, she called my house and wished me a happy New Year. She is just introverted, and it's not bad to be less sweet-talking. I want to help her, and I don't care if she is..." Wen Miao shook her head, "I didn't mean that." "...Are you afraid that her grades will surpass mine?" Yu Zhouzhou asked tentatively.

Wen Miao couldn't help but laugh, "Where are you going? If you're worried about her, you might as well worry about me first." Yu Zhouzhou snorted, "Come on, it's just you?" Wen Miao put her hands behind her head and just smiled. "Zhou Zhou, when you let go of your guard and really want to be nice to someone, you become blind." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Another new semester has begun. Yu Zhouzhou began to ask Xin Meixiang to go to the library of Beijiang District near the school for self-study every Saturday and Sunday.In the dilapidated reading room, there were only the two of them, except for an old man who was wearing reading glasses and reading newspapers.Xin Meixiang's boredom made Yu Zhouzhou a little bored, so she forcibly pulled Wen Miao in.

Originally thought that Wen Miao, who had been taken up for Sunday's play time, would shirk it, but he did not expect him to agree very readily. "Call my mom. I just happened to be depressed because she was trapped in the house and couldn't get out. An ignorant and ignorant housewife like my mother knows that she is superstitious about a girl who is good at studying like you. She can't wait to confess to me every day. Burning incense and worshiping three times. As if you are doing me a favor, I will join your Desperate Saburo study group, and there is no excuse to escape..."

Yu Zhouzhou rolled his eyes and had to call Wen Miao's mother. During self-study the next morning, she turned her head and tapped Wen Miao's desk with the tip of her pen, "I finally know how you grew up to be so virtuous." Wen Miao's mother has a simple and enthusiastic voice, almost a model of traditional mother in Yu Zhouzhou's heart.And she had met Wen Miao's father before the parent meeting, a peaceful and forthright man who was surprisingly tolerant and indulgent towards Wen Miao. Such a family should be able to grow into a guy like Wen Miao. "I don't think there's anything wrong with you being a little rich and carefree," she said deliberately in an old-fashioned tone, "You're living a very happy life." Wen Miao didn't deny it, but asked instead, "Aren't you happy?" Yu Zhouzhou was stunned for a moment, and carefully searched his recent life, it was dull and boring, only lacking troubles. It seems that the injustice and fear that bothered me at the beginning have been taken away by the flow of time. "Very happy," she thought, but quickly added, "But Xin Meixiang and I are somewhat similar..." "You don't look like that," Wen Miao interrupted her suddenly, "You don't look like a dime." But despite seeming to dislike Xin Meixiang, Wen Miao still joined the weekend study group in the library, and the number of members suddenly expanded to four—if you count the old man. "How time flies!" Wen Miao exaggeratedly read aloud the letter Jim wrote to Li Lei in the English textbook. "Hush!" Yu Zhouzhou glared at him, "No loud noises are allowed in the library!" Wen Miao glanced sideways at the newspaper's grandfather and smiled. "There are only four of us in the entire reading room, one is severely deaf, the other is basically deaf-mute, and the rest are just you who have opinions on me, and I don't care about your opinions, so..." He picked up the textbook again, speaking in a greasy voice Read, "How time flies!" The old wooden desk in the reading room was very narrow. Yu Zhouzhou stretched his leg over and kicked him hard. Wen Miao seemed to be unconscious, and still asked, "Hey, Zhou Zhou, tell me, does Han Meimei like Li Lei?" Yu Zhouzhou almost bit his tongue, and stared at Xin Meixiang from the corner of his eye, who was still fighting with the melting point of specific heat capacity crystals, as if he had never heard of their conversation. So she also stretched her neck to approach Wen Miao, and whispered, "But I think Li Lei likes the twins Lily and Lucy..." "It's okay, I feel like Jim likes Han Meimei, do you remember the lesson about picking apples from a tree, Jim kept telling Han Meimei to be careful, but Han Meimei ignored him, just patronizing with Li Leihala Come to Hara, it looks like... a love triangle!" Yu Zhouzhou slammed face down on the table. "Nie Yuan," Wen Miao shook her head with a heartbroken look, "From the moment Li Lei stood in the middle of the first lesson and said 'Jim, this is Hanmeimei. Hanmeimei, this is Jim', the entanglement between the three has been going on Doomed..." Yu Zhouzhou bowed his head and ignored him.After a while, I found that Wen Miao was silent, and when I looked up, I saw that he was busy scribbling on the English book with the automatic lead. Li Lei and Han Meimei, who clearly only had two portraits, were filled with bodies by Wen Miao under the pattern - and they were also holding hands. Yu Zhouzhou blushed, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he leaned over and asked, "Wen Miao, are you yearning for spring?" Wen Miao flew over with a notebook and yelled angrily, "Yu Zhouzhou! Is the word Sichun used indiscriminately?!" None of them noticed that Xin Meixiang's face was flushed long ago, and the tip of her pen stopped on the question number of question 17 for a long time. Grandpa's newspaper turned a page lightly, and the only sound in the quiet reading room was the rattling of pages.The spring was just right, and a little new green appeared on the willows blowing in the wind outside, just overnight. Many, many years later, Yu Zhouzhou and the others have long forgotten what JIM wrote to LILEI.Only the first sentence, How time flies, everyone keeps in mind. time flies.Only Li Lei and Han Meimei are still greeting each other with smiles year after year, how are you? Only their youth is immortal...