Chapter 82 perfect curtain call

When Yu Zhouzhou stepped into the class, he smelled the pungent smell of peracetic acid again.Holding her breath, she rushed into the class and hurriedly took out the exercise book and pencil case, then struggled out, panting heavily at the door. In the winter of the third year of junior high school, SARS was like a widely circulated ghost story, making everyone suspicious.Yu Zhouzhou was not afraid, and secretly thanked the sudden plague in his heart. They no longer make up classes because of SARS, and the ABCD sprint class on Saturdays has been suspended, and school ends at 5:00 every night. The long-lost weekend is back in their hands, and they are so happy that they cannot speak.

Many parents are still anxious about whether the suspension of make-up classes will affect their children's senior high school entrance examination in June of the following year, but Yu Zhouzhou is open-minded—the sky is falling and everyone is dead, let alone for her and Wen Miao, Xin Meixiang and Shen Qi. For students who are good at self-study, it may not be a bad thing to have more time at their disposal. The study groups in the library are still unshakable every Saturday and Sunday afternoon.The relationship between Wen Miao and Xin Meixiang is no longer so cold. The changes in appearance and grades make Xin Meixiang more and more confident, and she gradually talks more.

Yu Zhouzhou is happy to see this, although she will always regret it in her heart, she is no longer the girl who buried her head in watching "Don't Cry at Seventeen" and gave it to herself. Yu Zhouzhou told himself that this is a very dirty regret.She just couldn't bear to part with that cowardly and eccentric Xin Meixiang who needed her pity.For Xin Meixiang herself, the current state is the best - she has absolutely no obligation to give up the possibility of becoming outstanding for Yu Zhouzhou's so-called innocent affection. Occasionally, I would meet Benben in the corridor, look at each other and smile, pretending that no one knew anyone.Yu Zhouzhou knew that she and Benben had not changed, as long as she remembered this point.

It's just that he has acne all over his head.Wen Miao's pimples had gradually disappeared, and Yu Zhouzhou asked Wen Miao privately if there was any medicine for pimples, and she wanted to stuff it anonymously into Shen Qi's table hole.Although the older Yu Zhouzhou seldom dresses up deliberately, he also knows that a girl's appearance is very important anyway. Wen Miao shrugged, "I didn't treat it on purpose, it got better for no reason. I guess it might be the end of development?" "Huh?" Yu Zhouzhou was surprised, "You have matured?" Wen Miao kicked up with a flushed face, and Yu Zhouzhou stepped aside and laughed.

Shen Qi was really under too much pressure.Yu Zhouzhou thought with some worry that she would be crushed. The result of worrying too much about others is to suffer yourself. At the beginning of December, she started to have a high fever, and after a night's rest, she found a crystal translucent small bag on her earlobe, which was itchy. Mom's face darkened, "Zhou Zhou, you have chickenpox." Take half a month off.Wen Miao would call every night, and every two or three days, she would come to bring the papers handed out in class to Yu Zhouzhou, along with the standard answers that she had sorted out.Yu Zhouzhou knew that Wen Miao had always been lazy, and it was really hard for him to be able to do this.

"Thank you," she said on the phone. "You're welcome. It's not all due to me alone. Your deskmate sorted out the papers for you. Half of the standard answers were written by me, and the other half were copied by Xin Meixiang." Yu Zhouzhou's nose was a little sore.She stretched out her hands and scratched her head. She hadn't washed her hair for a week, and the smell of hair oil made her dizzy. What's more, the dense chickenpox in her scalp hadn't scabbed yet, and it was maddeningly itchy. "Thank you," she said softly. "Come on, don't do this kind of thing, recover from your illness and go back to school for the exam! It will start right away."

"When did you start being so motivated?" "Of course I don't care, but you do." Yu Zhouzhou said sadly, "Okay, I will get better as soon as possible." "I've always wanted to say, you are amazing, you only started getting chickenpox in the third year of junior high school, you delayed puberty?" "It's not chickenpox!" Yu Zhouzhou was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say. After he finished speaking, he was a little stunned. If it's not chickenpox, what is it? Wen Miao's arrogant laughter came from the other side of the phone.

"That's right, it's not chickenpox, it's not chickenpox—you've got pimples all over!" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - During the exam, Yu Zhouzhou was isolated in the mail room, surrounded by glass walls on three sides. Her papers were sent by the teacher and collected after ringing the bell. When listening to English, she hid outside the exam room and struggled to follow. The speaker gave the answer, and there was a line on the answer sheet. The happiest thing is actually when the get out of class is over, sitting in the glass box, laughing and shouting at the friends standing in a row outside through the transparent window.Because of a lot of pimples on her face, she completely wrapped herself in a scarf, only revealing her two eyes. Wen Miao raised her eyebrows and made all kinds of weird expressions to tease her, watching her two eyes with satisfaction. Keeping the shape of a crescent moon, I feel a sense of satisfaction in feeding panda cubs in the zoo.

Ma Yuanben, who still has indifferent eyes and expressive expressions, Xin Meixiang, who has a rare smile, and Shen Qi, who rarely finds time to show up in his busy schedule. Yu Zhouzhou smiled with tears in his eyes. I really want to stay together for the rest of my life, trap myself in the winter when I was fifteen, and struggle side by side under the pressure of the high school entrance examination, but I don’t know that it will never come. How nice that is. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - When Yu Zhouzhou recovered from his illness and returned to class, something happened to him head and face.

She only got the second place in the class. The first place is Xin Meixiang. Zhang Min's strong praise for Xin Meixiang contained the hope that other less advanced students could follow her example to create miracles, but because of the excessive words, Yu Zhouzhou's situation became very embarrassing.When you've been number one too many times, it's no longer a joy and glory, but a bondage, and once you stop being number one, you're nothing, even if it's just an accident , others will also look at you with a look of hopelessness... Wen Miao poked her lightly on the back, and Yu Zhouzhou turned around with a fake smile.

"What's up?" "Are you OK?" "fine." What can I do?I'm not such a petty person, I'm really happy for Xin Meixiang, this kind of achievement is what I hope to see when I help her, what's wrong with me? Xin Meixiang has been sitting safely in the seat, Yu Zhouzhou has been afraid that she will come to comfort him, it will be very embarrassing.However, when the other party did as she wished indifferently, she felt an inexplicable loss again. Yu Zhouzhou turned his head away and leaned on the table, suddenly feeling very tired.After recovering from the chickenpox, her body was very weak, and she felt tired every time she moved. Of course, she was also very tired this time. Wen Miao was still poking behind her persistently, "I haven't finished asking yet!" "What else?" "Can you take the fifth exam next time?" "what?" "Fifth. Don't you think it's miraculous that I've always been sixth in the exam? It's much harder than maintaining the first place. You just need to work hard to get a high score in the first place, but maintaining the fifth place requires Skills, one point more is the fourth, one point less is the sixth, this is the real strength!" Yu Zhouzhou finally laughed, "If your strength is P, then you are fate!" Wen Miao raised her eyebrows, "Thanks to me being so kind to you, I gave you the fifth place and let you rank ahead of me..." In fact, it was just to save face for her, Yu Zhouzhou thought, afraid that she would be under too much pressure in the next exam, so she found an excuse to be the fifth place, so that if she failed the exam next time, she could claim that she was deliberately trying to get it. The result of the fifth place in the test is not as good as God... Yu Zhouzhou smiled softly, and said seriously, "Wen Miao, thank you, you are so kind." Wen Miao blushed slightly, turned her face away, and said nothing. Another thing is about Ma Yuanben.Ma Yuanben skipped too many classes, and Zhang Min clearly told Yu Zhouzhou to help record the number of Ma Yuanben's skipping classes. If it exceeded the regulations, he was ordered to drop out of school. Ma Yuanben has followed Xu Zhiqiang and the others to Internet cafes to play StarCraft and Counter-Strike for more than a year.I don't know if it's because the fun in school is getting less and less. Since the early self-study, the courses of mathematics, Chinese, English, physics and chemistry are full. Many acts of grandstanding have completely lost the audience.Sometimes, when everyone is immersed in learning how no one pays attention to his performance, Yu Zhouzhou even sees a trace of panic on Ma Yuanben's face. Yu Zhouzhou is used to him not being at school, and often misses this troublemaker very much. "Actually, there is no need for him to continue reading." Yu Zhouzhou stepped out of his thoughts, looked up at Zhang Min, "Huh?" Zhang Min sighed, "This kid is really not a bad kid, it's just the situation at home... Grandpa and grandma set up a stall in front of the primary school to support him. After his parents divorced, his mother didn't know where he went. Now his father checked out again. He has advanced throat cancer, and you say that life is not enough. Leaving school early to work can help the family share. He doesn’t learn anything at school, and hangs out with those students every day and goes to Internet cafes, endlessly. The fees for the exercise books and supplementary lessons are still paid, and this expense should have been saved a long time ago." Yu Zhouzhou nodded, then shook his head, in the end he didn't know what he was thinking. In the last self-study class, Ma Yuan ran back to the classroom.In the winter, he only wore a thin old coat, and he couldn't stand the cold. As soon as he came back, he ran to the heater to warm his hands. The bag of snacks and sundries in his hand was very conspicuous from a distance... "Ma Yuanben?" "What are you doing?" He still replied with a strange accent, walked back to his seat and sat down, Yu Zhouzhou could feel the coldness emanating from him from a long distance away. "Is it cold outside?" She didn't know how to ask, so she kept chatting in circles. "Cold, it's really cold today!" Ma Yuanben carefully stuffed the plastic bag into the desk and kept rubbing his hands. "Going to the Internet cafe again? Who are these snacks for?" Yu Zhouzhou frowned and stared at the hole in his table. "What?!" Ma Yuanben suddenly raised his voice, like a child playing a temper tantrum, "My mother brought this to me! She came back from a long way, arrived in the morning, and is due tonight gone." Yu Zhouzhou was stunned, "Then you went to see your mother?" He nodded, a little sadly, "Uncle said that my mother went out to run errands, and I didn't see her." Seeing Yu Zhouzhou's sympathetic expression, he quickly added, "But she brought these to me all the way. , specially brought to me!" Yu Zhouzhou inspected the contents of the plastic bag with serious eyes that he didn't realize: Shanghaojia, Fenhuang Xuemei, Montreal... You have brought these things all the way, and you haven't seen your children? Ma Yuanben didn't notice it, and spent the whole class lovingly stroking the plaid scarf his mother brought to him. Turning to the other side, tears flowed into the Chinese exercise book drop by drop, wetting the sadness of ancient poems printed into printed characters through thousands of years. Yu Zhouzhou failed to finish what Zhang Min told her, but Zhang Min still found Ma Yuanben for a talk as usual.The school will award him a diploma, so there is no need for him to continue studying from now on. Ma Yuanben cleaned the desk until there was nothing left.He sorted out the backlog of papers and handed them over to Yu Zhouzhou. "Think of it as calculation paper." Yu Zhouzhou smiled wryly, "It's such an expensive calculation paper, you paid for it." Ma Yuanben smiled, "You can only be at the same table with you if you pay!" Suddenly a sour feeling rushed all the way to the tip of her nose, Yu Zhouzhou was choked to tears, she lowered her head and asked, "Are you leaving?" Ma Yuanben obviously had already carried his schoolbag on his shoulders, and suddenly sat down again. "I want to take another class." He smiled. In the Chinese class, everyone recited "List of Teachers" in unison. Yu Zhouzhou suddenly remembered the year of the World Cup. The football match between the sixth class and the fifth class next door was called "the battle between England and Brazil". Pai's Brazil is still England, which is full of handsome men. This problem of image positioning has caused many players including Wen Miao a headache. In their words, it is a tragedy to have both appearance and strength. After Wen Miao spent the entire English class forming the formation for the battle, she proudly raised the white paper in her hand, "Perfect, what is perfection, this is perfection! From strategy to tactics to... to painters, there is nothing wrong. Picky!" Yu Zhouzhou smiled, "There is still a title." Ma Yuanben, who has always been known for his ignorance, just woke up, and continued sleepily, "Then let's call it "Teacher's Watch." So the tactical map is called "Teacher List". So they lost as well as Zhuge Liang. It's been another year in a blink of an eye.the last year. Amid the sound of reciting the book, Ma Yuanben squinted his eyes, curled up on the seat like a spineless cat, and yawned contentedly. Yu Zhouzhou remembered that Ma Yuanben said that he liked going to school.Halfway through playing CS outside, I always feel flustered and want to go back to the classroom. It seems that this is Peter Pan's Neverland, you don't have to grow up. Yu Zhouzhou and the others will enter another school after graduation, but Ma Yuanben has to grow up. When the Chinese teacher passed by Ma Yuanben, he still couldn't help frowning and scolding him. "I have nothing to do all day long, you are an idle beast, just like you, you are nothing, what career can you do in the future?" Ma Yuanben was not angry this time, but smiled instead. "Nothing? That's just right, I can be a teacher too!" The whole class laughed, and the Chinese teacher's face turned red for a while, and the student who was about to leave school made her helpless. This innocuous rebellious joke made Yu Zhouzhou smile a bit sadly. Ma Yuanben, who has been devoting himself to sensationalism, finally had the most magnificent exit. When get out of class was over, he picked up his schoolbag and waved his hand to Yu Zhouzhou with a smile. "Take a good exam, test Zhenhua!" He loudly called out the goal that Yu Zhouzhou had never mentioned, "I think you are the only one in our school who has this ability." Yu Zhouzhou blushed, "Before you leave, you still don't want me to feel better." Ma Yuanben said seriously, "I'm serious." I know.Yu Zhouzhou smiled. "Also, you must remember me." "Yep." "You will be a great person, you have to remember me, so that I don't live in vain." This weird logic made Yu Zhouzhou want to laugh, but tears rolled in his eyes. Ma Yuanben nodded, and looked at Xu Zhiqiang's seat from a distance—he was not there at all, and he didn't know which Internet cafe he went to. Wen Miao patted him lightly and said, "Take care." He grinned at Wen Miao and Yu Zhouzhou respectively, turned around, and disappeared loosely at the door of the classroom. Yu Zhouzhou wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and when he looked up, he found that Wen Miao's eye circles were also a little red. "Is your friendship with Ma Yuanben so good?" Wen Miao shook her head, "I just thought of myself five months from now."