Chapter 2 chapter 2

It was five minutes before the class number was blown, and Kang Nan was already standing in the corridor outside the gate of the senior high school filial piety class.He stood by the window, quietly looking at the white clouds and blue sky outside the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, kept blowing smoke rings out the window, and then stared at the smoke spreading in the breeze.Judging from his neat clothes and straight back, he was obviously not as careless as the average bachelor.The collar of his shirt is white and stiff, and the creases on the leg of his trousers are clear and straight.He is not a big man, with a medium build but a bit thin, with dark skin, clear but not thick eyebrows, deep and melancholy eyes, and a slightly too big nose and mouth.Like most people who are over forty years old, the corners of his eyes are covered with wrinkles, and he seems to be more serious, because he always frowns slightly habitually.Because it is the first day of school, there will be no classes this afternoon. Instead, it will be a class meeting. The instructor will lead the students to rank, and then elect the class leader and the leaders of each unit.Kang Nan stood there waiting for the class number, almost indifferently listening to the students passing in and out of the classroom behind him.Students were talking about him, and he knew it.Because he clearly heard the word "Kangnan".Fortunately, the students called him by his first name, and did not give him any nicknames.He also knew that the students had a quarrel for a while because of the tutor, and the gentlemen were not happy. "It's hard to be a man," he thought, he had no intention of being a "famous teacher", but he became a famous teacher.He also had no intention of offending his colleagues, but he became a thorn in their eyes. "What the hell? I'll be myself!" He thought, in fact, he has been being himself, teaching books according to his interests, treating students according to his strange temper, he doesn't understand why students worship him and welcome him, He never tried to please the students.Colleagues said he was arrogant, because he was too lazy to deal with people, and he was too lazy to do hypocritical entertainment. Among the teachers in the school, no one was his friend. "A weirdo," as many called him, ignored him.But he understands his position in this school, he is not aloof to the point of disregarding the students' worship, and he also enjoys the pleasure of satisfying his vanity in those young children. "Kang Nan is a good teacher." He has been teaching for twenty years, and this sentence is his only comfort.Therefore, this has become a hobby. He can ignore the whole world, but he never ignores the students, not only referring to the students' homework, but also including the students' suffering and joy.

The class number rang, Kang Nan turned around, watched the students walk into the classroom, then threw the cigarette butts out of the window, and strode into the classroom.This is another class of new students. He was assigned to teach the third year of senior high school. He has to change students every year, and he is also sweating for the students' admission to university.Teaching the third year is not easy, he would rather teach the second year, but there are many teachers who are willing to teach the third year!Standing on the podium, facing a group of expectant faces, he felt a sense of intimacy, and he was willing to be with the students, which could make him forget many things; including loneliness and the past.Except for students, only wine can make him intoxicated.It took a full half an hour to line up for seats. These girls couldn't stop switching from side to side. Good friends all decided that they should line up together.Finally, it was finally scheduled.Just as they were about to sit down in order, another student ran up to the front and shouted:

"Jiang Yanrong, I must sit with you. We are the same height. I promise I won't talk to you in class, okay?" As he spoke, he joined the queue. Kang Nan looked at this student, a pair of big and bright eyes, high forehead.He also glanced at that Jiang Yanrong, a delicate and quiet girl, who said in a low and clear voice, "Cheng Xinwen, don't yell, okay? I didn't say I won't sit with you!" "Jiang Yanrong and Cheng Xinwen", Kang Nan thought about these two names silently, these are the two people whom the Disciplinary Office specifically mentioned to him.It is said that Jiang Yanrong was dissatisfied with their Chinese teacher last semester (they called this teacher an earthquake, it is said that because the teacher likes to stomp his feet in class), he once pointed out three words that the teacher mispronounced in a row in the classroom, and then came up with a quite Difficult to explain poems let the teacher explain.As a result, the teacher became angry and scolded her. She lost her temper and went all the way to the Discipline Office, and then sued the principal again.Now, he looks at the quiet and pale little girl, (little girl, yes, she doesn't look more than seventeen years old.) I really don't believe that she will make a big fuss in the discipline office, when the soft and dreamy eyes looked It looks impressive.Cheng Xinwen, whose name has long been known, is mischievous, tricky and weird. There is no teacher in the school who does not have a headache for her. It is said that she has never attended a class quietly.

Now that the seats are scheduled, the election begins. Before the election, Kang Nan said to the students relaxedly: "I believe that you all know me, but I don't know you. I hope that within a week, I can call you out." Everyone's name. You have been classmates with each other for two years, and you must know each other clearly. You must be responsible for the election. Don't joke. After the election, if you have any opinions, you can tell me. I don't want to be a moral teacher. An old friend, I hope I can be of real help to you." He also said in his heart "in return for your kindness in welcoming me." But he didn't say it.

Elections are nominated by students and voted on by a show of hands.It went smoothly at the beginning, and both the principal and deputy monitors were born. The principal was Li Yan, and the deputy was Cai Xiuhua. Both of them were the most standard "good students" at a glance.Then, the election of the head of the academic department is in charge of posting posters in the class, filling in classroom diaries... and other paperwork.Jiang Yanrong's name was immediately brought up. Kang Nan wrote the name on the blackboard, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yanrong. She sat there with her mouth tightly shut, her face serious and unhappy.Then three more people were nominated. During the voting, Kang Nan was surprised to find that out of the fifty-two people in the class, fifty people voted for Jiang Yanrong, and Jiang Yanrong's small face became more serious.As a result of the vote, Jiang Yanrong was the head of the academic section, and Hu Meiwen was the deputy head of the academic section.When Kang Nan was preparing to choose another share, Jiang Yanrong raised her hand to speak. She stood up from her seat and said firmly:

"Teacher, please choose another academic section chief, I am really not qualified." "I hope that the students who are elected will not shirk their responsibilities," Kang Nan said, slightly displeased: "You were elected by everyone, and the students must know whether you are competent or not." "But, teacher," Jiang Yanrong lowered her eyelashes, then raised her eyes again, her eyes were a little helpless. "I have my own difficulties. Every student knows that I am not a student with good homework. I spend all my time on my homework and I can't handle it. If I am allowed to be the head of the academic department, I will definitely delay my homework again. I can't serve the class well, and besides, I have been serving as the head of the academic department for three semesters, so I should change someone." Kang Nan didn't like this kind of "resignation" happening, but Jiang Yanrong's helplessness His confused eyes and sincere tone moved him surprisingly, he hesitated for a moment and said, "How about this, ask your classmates if they approve of your resignation?"

"It's useless to agree," said a classmate with a round face and a chubby figure sitting in the front row, "Even if Jiang Yanrong is not the head of the academic department, the job of the poster will still fall on her in the future, and no one can replace her." Jiang Yanrong!" The whole class was silent, obviously acquiescing to what this classmate said. Jiang Yanrong stood there, silently glanced at the whole class, and then sat down without saying a word, staring at the table in a daze with her eyes down. The fingers unconsciously played with a copper squirrel used as a ruler.Kang Nan coughed, and went on to choose the next section leader, which is the discipline section, the section leader who maintains the order of the class and checks everyone's clothing. This is the section with the heaviest responsibility and the most difficult to do.The classmate with a round face and a fat figure raised his hand and raised his hand. It was a name that Kang Nan didn't expect:

"Cheng Xinwen!" Before Kang Nan could write his name on the blackboard, Cheng Xinwen yelled like a land mine exploded: "Damn it!" She lost her composure, but she didn't have time to make up for it, she stood up in a hurry, and said in a mess: "Teacher, you can't write my name. You don't want to listen to Ye Xiaozhen's nomination. I have a grudge against Ye Xiaozhen, so she designed to frame me, and asked me to be the head of the discipline section, as if calling a rogue to be a judge. That, that , How can it be done? It’s just a joke! I can’t even manage myself well, and I’ll be the discipline chief when I learn how to manage myself! Okay?”

These few words made the students laugh, and even the sullen Jiang Yanrong smiled with the corners of her mouth pursed.Connan smiled and said: "Don't be too busy, there is no vote yet, and you may not be elected!" "Oh, teacher, I can't vote... this..." Cheng Xinwen scratched her head and scratched her head for a while, seeing that she couldn't help it, she had to sit down and wait for the vote, and cursed in a low voice while facing Ye Xiaozhen's back . As a result of the vote, the whole class raised their hands in favor of Cheng Xinwen. Cheng Xinwen couldn't control others, she just desperately grabbed Jiang Yanrong beside her and shouted:

"You are not allowed to raise your hand, if you raise your hand, I will break up with you!" Jiang Yanrong looked at the raised hands in the class, and knowing that the general situation was settled, he lowered his hands.Cheng Xinwen was elected with fifty votes.Cheng Xinwen jumped up again, because she jumped so hard that she almost knocked over the table, and the table board fell to the ground, making a loud thumping noise, Cheng Xinwen didn't bother to pick up the table board, she just gesticulated and screamed He said: "Teacher, the whole class is against me. You must not let me be the head of the discipline section, or the whole class will be ruined. Oh, this... this... is a hell! How can I be the discipline section leader?" Long!" "Since the students have chosen you," Kang Nan said, "You can do it as hard as you can, start with yourself first, it's easy to handle, I think you can be a good discipline chief!" Cheng Xinwen Sitting down helplessly, with an embarrassing look on her face, Jiang Yanrong kept looking at her and smiling, Cheng Xinwen said angrily:

"What are you laughing at?" "I'm laughing at a wild monkey being chained in the name of Chief of Discipline. Let's see how crazy it will be in the future?" Jiang Yanrong said.The next step is to choose the head of the Recreation Section. Finally, there is no problem. Zhou Ya'an and He Qi were elected.Next is the selection of the service section chief. Cheng Xinwen raised her hand impatiently. Before Kang Nan asked her to nominate, she yelled from her seat: "Ye Xiaozhen!" This time it was Ye Xiaozhen's turn to be anxious, with a pair of big round eyes embedded in that round face, she was obviously a shrewd child.She shouted in protest from her seat: "No, teacher, this is retaliation, and this kind of nomination cannot be counted!" "Oh, your name counts, but someone else's name doesn't count!" Cheng Xinwen said. Kang Nan wrote Ye Xiaozhen's name on the blackboard without saying a word, Cheng Xinwen proudly made a face at Ye Xiaozhen, as if she even forgot that she was elected as the head of the discipline department.Ye Xiaozhen was finally elected as the chief of the service section, and then, the chief of the affairs section was also successfully elected.Kang Nan let out a long breath, and asked the newly elected academic member Jiang Yanrong to record the election results in the class meeting record. Jiang Yanrong took the record book and filled it in according to the name on the blackboard. After the class meeting, Kang Nan walked out of the classroom, went down three floors, and returned to the single dormitory.This is a small room about six tatami mats, with a bed, a desk, a bookshelf, a few chairs, and there is not much space left.Sometimes five or six students would come here to ask questions or talk, and the house would be packed to the brim.After brewing a cup of incense, he sat down in the rattan chair in front of the table, lit a cigarette, and began to breathe out the smoke quietly, staring at the patterns on the curtains in thought.It's not an easy class to deal with, he's seen it.These girls don't seem to be simple, the big-eyed, frank and fearless Cheng Xinwen, the small round face, expressive Ye Xiaozhen, and the calm and melancholy Jiang Yanrong... the students in this class are complicated .But, who knows how many talents there are?Cheng Xinwen's paintings are well-known throughout the school. Zhou Ya'an once played the guitar at the farewell party last year, and the deep and soft notes are still imprinted in his mind.Jiang Yanrong is even more famous. When she was in her first year of high school, a Chinese teacher showed him one of her compositions, which surprised and delighted him. Now, this girl with dream-like eyes has become him. s student!He taught Chinese, and it would not be difficult to discover her literary genius.Maybe in a few years, these girls will become famous musicians, painters and writers. At that time, how did he feel?Of course, he was old by then, and these children would not remember him anymore. It's been twenty years of teaching, hasn't it?Twenty years ago, he was the principal of X Middle School in Hunan Province, the youngest principal, but the students welcomed him.It wasn't until the 38th year that the Communist Party threatened to kill him, and he ran away overnight.Before leaving, his wife Ruosu handed him a five-coin gold bracelet, and he used this bracelet to escape to Hong Kong. He was expected to return to his homeland in a few days, but this time it became a farewell to Ruosu.Ruosu died three years later, and it was five years later that he received the news from time to time.Ruosu, that silent and mediocre woman, drowned to death on the eve of being forced to remarry.He owed Ruosu too much, many late nights, recalling the disputes he had with Ruosu, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.Now, all Ruosu left him is a yellowed photo, and the figures on the photo are blurred. It can't be lost, and the guilt and nostalgia can't be erased.If Ruosu is dead, what about Ruosu's two children?When he left, one of them was seven years old and the other was four years old. Now, where are these two children?How difficult the country is, innocent children are also suffering. What is wrong with children, should they lose their father and mother? A cigarette was almost finished, and Kang Nan was fascinated by the light of the flame on the cigarette butt and the lingering wisp of smoke.Every time he thinks of home and Ruosu, he has the urge to drink a few sips of wine. After being away from home for so many years, tobacco and wine have become two things he can't leave, and they are also his only two confidants. "You understand me!" He murmured to the cigarette butt, and when he found himself talking to himself, he stood up laughing again, and paced back and forth in the small room.Recently, he always avoids memories and thinks about Ruosu and his children.However, memory is a thief, it peeps into every gap, sneaks into his heart and mind, and cannot be thrown away or escaped.There was a knock on the door, and Kang Nan went to the door to open it, almost happy, because he longed for someone to interrupt his thoughts.The door opened, and standing outside were the tall and big Zhou Ya'an and the small and delicate Jiang Yanrong.The two girls standing side by side are eye-catching. He feels the magic of creation. The same two eyes, one nose and one mouth can create such two completely different faces.The same two arms, one body and two legs will create two figures with such a difference.Jiang Yanrong held the class meeting record book in her hand and said, "Teacher, please sign it." "Come in!" Connan said.Jiang Yanrong and Zhou Ya'an walked in, Kang Nan took the notebook, and took a quick look at it. The teacher's lectures and the meeting process were all filled out in a simple and concise manner, with neat and neat handwriting, and elegant and clean writing.Kang Nan signed his name in the column for the tutor's signature, and then handed over the notebook to Jiang Yanrong. This notebook was to be handed over to the Academic Affairs Office by the head of the academic section.Jiang Yanrong took the notebook, nodded to Kang Nan, and pulled Zhou Ya'an out of the room.Kang Nan watched them walk away arm in arm, feeling slightly disappointed. He thought they would talk about something.After closing the door, he went back to the table and sat down, lighting up a cigarette again. Jiang Yanrong and Zhou Ya'an walked out of the single dormitory, Zhou Ya'an said: "Kang Nan is a weirdo. His room is really tidy. Do you remember the room of the walking dead?" Walking dead is another teacher's nickname. This wicked nickname was given by Cheng Xinwen, but it is very practical, because this teacher When walking, the body is straight, the arms are not moving, and the face is never expressionless, like a zombie.Another characteristic of this teacher is that he is lazy. "Still talking!" Jiang Yanrong said with a smile: "The matter of delivering the notebook that time was really embarrassing. Who knew he would go to bed at twelve o'clock at noon, and the room was so messy!" "Who told you to go in without knocking?" Zhou Ya'an said. "It's all Cheng Xinwen. She said she wanted to make a surprise inspection, and then even Cheng Xinwen blushed." They walked to the grove next to the single dormitory. Zhou Ya'an sat down on a rock and said, "Let's sit here for a while." Come on, so you don't have to take part in the cleaning." "Later Ye Xiaozhen will scold us to death, and Cheng Xinwen is also wicked, choosing Ye Xiaozhen to be the chief of the service section, this will really kill Ye Xiaozhen!" "Ye Xiaozhen is not wicked, how could she choose Cheng Xinwen as the head of the discipline department!" Zhou Ya'an said. "That's it, the naughtiest person in the class is the head of the discipline section, and the laziest person is the head of the service section!" "I promise there will be a good show this semester!" Zhou Ya'an said. Jiang Yanrong sat down at a stone table and put the notebook aside. Once the conversation stopped, both of them fell silent.Jiang Yanrong put her hands on the stone table and her chin on the back of her hands, quietly looking at a rose by the lotus pond, her dreamy eyes glowed softly, making her pale little face look pale. Refined and delicate, she is not very beautiful, but she is attractive in meditation.Her thoughts were obviously changing, and after a while, those soft eyes became gloomy, and her eyes moved from the brilliant petals to the muddy ground, where the grass was trampled into withered yellow pieces. "Oh!" she sighed. "Oh!" Zhou Ya'an beside her also sighed. Jiang Yanrong raised his head and stared at Zhou Ya'an.Zhou Ya'an has a pair of calm eyes and a face that shows neither emotion nor anger.Cheng Xinwen always said that Zhou Ya'an was unapproachable and cold.Only Jiang Yanrong knew what a fiery heart was hidden under this calm appearance.She looked at Zhou Ya'an for a while, and asked: "What's wrong with you?" "What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ya'an asked back. "I'm thinking, I'm in the third year of high school, and the homework is heavier. I must not be able to handle it well. My mother and father don't understand me. My younger brothers and sisters will only laugh at me. What should I do? Zhou Ya'an, I don't know how to behave, really I don’t know! I always want to do well, but I always fail. I can’t be a good daughter at home and a good student in school. I’m a standard loser! Zhou Ya’an, I hate this kind of life now, study! Reading! Reading! I don’t read for fun, but just for college entrance examination. I hope that the mountains and rivers will let me travel, and flowers and grasses will be my favorite. I will not be bound by these books, especially not by those XY, Nitric acid, sulfuric acid, etc. make my head dizzy. Let me live freely, recite poems, and write articles that I want to write. Only then can I be considered a real life. Now it can only be called suffering. Hopeful life, why should we live? Even our own life cannot be freely arranged, people, how pitiful!” She shook her head, her thin lips were tightly closed. "You think too much," Zhou Ya'an said, and she often only understood part of the many thoughts in Jiang Yanrong's little head. "Your problem is simple. After college you can live the life you want!" "Do you think it's okay?" Jiang Yanrong said: "After graduating from university, and then doing nothing all day long reciting poems and writing lyrics, and being with flowers, plants and landscapes, do you think my parents will let me do that? Ha, there are no things in life. It’s that simple! At that time, new troubles may come again. After I graduated from junior high school, I missed nursing school, learned some skills to make a living, and then went to experience life and then engage in writing. However, my father insisted that I go to high school, He was thinking about my future, thinking that entering high school would be more promising than nursing school, and I could only follow the path he arranged for me. This life didn’t seem to belong to me.” “Originally your life also belonged to me.” It belongs to your parents!" Zhou Ya'an said. "If my life belongs to my parents, then why do I have the concept of 'I'? Why is this 'I' different from my parents in terms of thoughts, feelings, consciousness, and interests? Why is 'I' not a puppet? Why does this 'I' have an independent character and desires?" "The more you talk, the more mysterious you are," Zhou Ya'an said, "If you continue to talk about it, you will even doubt life!" "I have doubted life in the first place!" Jiang Yanrong leaned her back against the tree trunk behind her.After being silent for a while, he said in a low voice: "Think about it, how accidental every life is! If my mother didn't marry my father, there wouldn't be me. If my mother and father got married a year later or one year earlier, it would be impossible. Without me, if..." "Okay," Zhou Ya'an said, "Don't push it any further, it would be too mysterious! You might as well study philosophy in the future!" "Okay," Jiang Yanrong cheered up and said, "Let's not talk about me, let's talk about your business. Why don't you sigh? Don't tell me it's because of Xiao Xu. I hate your little Xu the most!" Zhou Ya'an raised his eyebrows. Eyebrows, silent. "Speak up! Why don't you talk again?" Jiang Yanrong said. "What are you asking me to say!" Zhou Ya'an said in a daze. Jiang Yanrong looked at Zhou Ya'an for a few seconds, then sighed and said: "Oh, I think you can't help it. Can't you free yourself? That person Xiao Xu can't be trusted at all..." "I'll know if you don't tell me, but I can't help it!" Zhou Ya'an said helplessly, her calm eyes seemed not calm anymore! "Did you quarrel with him again?" Jiang Yanrong asked. "It's like this. Last time he sent me a letter, there was a line of small characters on the lintel, but I didn't see it. Now he insists that I don't have enough affection, saying that I can't even read his letter. There must be something else. Boyfriend, he doesn’t believe me no matter how I explain it. Look, what do you tell me to do?” “He’s just trying to find trouble on purpose!” Jiang Yanrong said, “If I were you, I would just ignore him and let him mess around!” "That won't work, Jiang Yanrong, help me find a way, I'm afraid I'll lose him, I'm really afraid of losing him!" Zhou Ya'an said helplessly. "It's strange, you are such a big man, you blame yourself for everything, how can you be so fragile emotionally!" "You don't understand, Jiang Yanrong, you have never been in love!" Zhou Ya'an whispered. "I really don't understand." Jiang Yanrong looked at the sky, and then said, "Zhou Ya'an, you are too obedient to him. I think he is a little nervous. He probably likes to see you in a hurry, so he messed up and found something to do." Arguing with you, isn't the last quarrel unreasonable? Let me tell you, the best way to cure his out-of-the-box disease is to ignore it!" "Jiang Yanrong, I can't ignore it, I'm afraid it will blow my mind. Now, Jiang Yanrong, can you do me a favor? Write him another letter in your name, tell him that I don’t have another boyfriend besides him, and ask him not to treat me like this. He will believe your words. Thanks to your letter, he made peace with me!" "I'm really not happy to write this kind of letter!" Jiang Yanrong pouted and said, "Unless he is a fool, he won't know that you don't have another boyfriend. He is clearly looking for trouble! I was so angry before I wrote the letter." Now, if I have to write it, this letter must be full of bones and thorns!" "You can reduce the number of bones and thorns, okay? Jiang Yanrong, you are doing me a favor!" Zhou Ya'an said almost pleadingly. "Okay, I'll write it for you, but I still don't agree with you doing this. Your smartest way is to break up with Xiao Xu at all! He is not worthy of your love!" "Don't say that, okay?" Zhou Ya'an said. "Zhou Ya'an," Jiang Yanrong put his chin on the back of his hand again, looked up at Zhou Ya'an's face and said, "What do you love about Xiao Xu?" "I don't know," Zhou Ya'an said blankly, "I really don't know. I only know how to love him. I would rather not live without him!" "Oh, I don't understand how he can make you fall in love like that!" "One day, when you fall in love, you will understand. I also know that being with him will not be happy, and I have tried to break up with him, but..." She shrugged and replaced the following words. "I don't think I will ever love someone like this!" Jiang Yanrong said, "However, I hope someone can love me like this!" "How selfish!" Zhou Ya'an said: "But, don't there be people who love you like this? Like that Mr. Zhang who never misses, that high school student who waits for you at the alley every day..." "Come on, stop talking, disgusting!" "When people like you, you call it disgusting because you don't like them! One day, when you meet someone you love too, I bet you are also a passionate and desperate girl, then you won't laugh Me!" "Tell you, Zhou Ya'an," Jiang Yanrong smiled and said shyly, "I have fantasized about falling in love, and the man in my dream is too perfect. I believe that no such man will be found in the whole world." , so I will definitely not fall in love! My lover must be heroic, gentle and considerate, beautiful and unrestrained, but also faithful and reliable, ha, don’t you think these are all contradictory personalities? Such a man probably won’t Yes, even if there is, you won't like me, this small, unbeautiful Jiang Yanrong!" "Maybe one day, when love comes, you won't give a damn about your fantasies!" "Your words are too emotional, will that kind of love come to me? It's unbelievable. However, I also hope to be well I want to fall in love once. I want to love and be loved. I don’t know if these two sentences are from that book. They may not be my own words, but they can represent my feelings. Now my feelings are asleep. The thing that hurts me most emotionally is that my parents don’t love me. If I were in love, I’m afraid I wouldn’t value the love of my parents so much. You know I always hope that they can love me like younger brothers and sisters, But they don't love me. It's strange, they were all born. Just because I don't do my homework, they don't like me. It's too unfair! Of course, I'm not good, I don't want to please, I have a strong personality, and I'm a rebel Too big daughter. Zhou Ya'an, isn't my life redundant? No one likes me!" "I like you!" Zhou Ya'an said, stroking Jiang Yanrong's hair. Jiang Yanrong rested her head on her wrist, and took Zhou Yaan's hand with one hand. They sat silently for a long time without speaking.Half a day later, Jiang Yanrong said in a low voice: "Good Zhou Ya'an, I really want to hear you play the guitar and our song. I suddenly became annoyed." "Don't be annoyed, I will be annoyed when you are annoyed!" Zhou Ya'an said. Jiang Yanrong jumped up, shook her head, and seemed to want to get rid of all the troubles that haunted her. She picked up the class meeting notebook and said loudly: "Let's go, Zhou Ya'an, hand this over to the Academic Affairs Office first. It's time to go upstairs, they've probably cleaned it up, go talk to Cheng Xinwen, your troubles will be gone, let's go!" Zhou Ya'an stood up, and they As he walked towards the Academic Affairs Office, Jiang Yanrong said: "I read a novel during the summer vacation. It was Suderman's Mrs. Sorrow. It said that Mrs. Sorrow had a pair of gray wings. The protagonist in the story would often feel that Mrs. Sorrow touched her with those gray wings in joy. His brow, so he fell into sorrow. Now I often feel that Mrs. Sorrow is beside me, and touches me with her gray wings from time to time." After handing in the notebook, they walked up to the third floor and then went up the stairs. Jiang Yanrong turned to Zhou Ya'an and said, "I just talked about Mrs. Sad, I think, I have Mrs. Sad, and Cheng Xinwen probably has Mrs. Happy. You see, she never seems to be sad!" In the corridor, Cheng Xinwen was carrying a bucket of water, chasing Ye Xiaozhen to splash it, laughing and cursing messily, her skirt was soaked by water.Ye Xiaozhen was holding a feather duster in her hand, shouting while fleeing, the classroom door was chaotically crowded with people watching their "performance", and many students with rags and brooms in their hands were shouting and cheering.Zhou Ya'an sighed and said: "It seems that we still haven't hidden the cleaning, they don't seem to start cleaning yet!" "Ye Xiaozhen's service chief, what else can I say?" Jiang Yanrong said: "However, I I really like Ye Xiaozhen, she is so innocent and cute!" Looking at the two chasing people, she smiled and joined the crowd with Zhou Ya'an.