Chapter 5 Chapter 4 Hey, so let's sit at the same table (No.18 - No.23)

I laughed, and he was lying on the table in relief, as if he had just taken a major exam. "What's going on in your head?" He frowned, pressed half of his face on the table, and turned to look at me. "No," I argued, "I just suddenly want to know what we all will look like in a few decades." He stopped suppressing me with contemptuous eyes, and his eyes drifted out of the window, as if he also began to think seriously. "It might be like our parents," I continued. "It's genetic after all." Yu Huai shook his head: "It's so boring."

"what?" "I mean, a person only has such a lifetime. You watch your parents' lives for the first half of your life, and you have to imitate and copy them again for the second half of your life-are you losing money?" I am silent.That being said, who can guarantee that we will not repeat the same mistakes?Maybe parents are not as simple and boring as we imagined. They also had ideals and longings when they were young, whether it was about life or love, just like us at the moment. But in the end they, like us, overestimate their own creativity and luck. Just like the rebellious and romantic marriage my parents used to have - we shared honor and disgrace, and died unexpectedly.

"But..." Yu Huai turned to look at me, and smiled: "You girl is really funny, really, very interesting." He said I was having fun.interesting. Many, many years later, I was in a daze at the opening questions (open-ended questions) of the online application systems of major companies. These perverted state-owned and foreign companies always ask us to describe what kind of person we are in about 100 words. I always speechless. Sometimes I am cheerful, sometimes dull, sometimes serious, sometimes lazy, sometimes enthusiastic, sometimes cold, and I can't find any overwhelming distinctive features in my personality.At that time, I would remember that one afternoon, in the steamy classroom, in the corner of the last row, there was a big boy whom I met for the first time lying on the table, and said in a lazy tone, Geng Geng, you It was really fun.

Zhang Ping knocked on the table, coughed twice, and began to speak. He said, everyone is welcome to Zhenhua, and if you have any questions about this school, try not to ask me, because I am also a newcomer. We laughed, and he smiled shyly, as if he had managed to tell an opening joke, relieved. Zhang Ping's hair is side-parted, and the parting is very obvious. The slightly longer half of the bangs make him look a bit like the rural version of Nicholas Tse.His eyes are as small as Yu Huai's, sometimes it's hard for me to find the focus of his eyes. After briefly introducing his educational background, he began to ask everyone to record the start time of school, the textbook fees, tuition fees and class fees that need to be handed in on the first day of school, and the arrangement of military training for new students... Everyone took out paper and brushes to record, and I used Yu Guang inadvertently caught Yu Huai writing.

I don't know if this is the unique charm of top students.Even if it's an unattractive man with glasses standing in the corner, with a hunched back and dull eyes, as soon as he sits down at the desk and starts to write and do arithmetic, that posture exudes a kind of concentration and domineering, let alone Yu Huai who is tall and big cool boy.He lowered his head slightly, his whole body was divided into two by sunlight and shadows, his eyes were downcast, his back was not hunched, his posture of holding the pen was correct, his writing was like flying, and his handwriting was clear and meaningful. This posture, somehow, was a little careless and lazy .

I gently turned on the camera and muted the sound of the camera. Just as I raised it half way furtively, he frowned and turned to look at me: "Why are you acting like a paparazzi?" "Can you stop being so narcissistic? How beautiful do you think you are?" I insisted. "Why don't I look good? I don't look good. Why did you shoot me?" The girl in front looked back at us in surprise, the reflections from the glasses were shining brightly, we shut up quickly. She turned her head and continued to write, and I quietly imitated Yu Huai's tone just now: "Why don't I look good? Ah bah, you're so embarrassed."

He ignored me, and continued to carefully record the payment list, maintaining the original posture, flowing. I was left halfway, a little embarrassed. Less than half a minute later, he suddenly yelled: "Why are you standing still? I gave you a chance, your shoulders are sore, are you going to shoot or not?!" This time, most of the class turned to look at us. Zhang Ping saw it, and smiled, "Hey, did you bring the camera? Don't just take a picture of one person, take a picture for the teacher too!" The whole class started laughing and booing.I blushed, but I stood up generously and took a photo for Zhang Ping.He showed his white teeth in a V-sign gesture, and he looked like a happy rural youth.

Then under Zhang Ping's call, the whole class turned their heads and smiled in my direction (of course, there were also many shy students who didn't smile at all, with bitter eyes and deep hatred), and we had our first group photo. The atmosphere in the class instantly relaxed a lot. He interrupted the lengthy announcements, leaned on the podium suddenly, and began to talk about his high school life to us earnestly. We listened with relish, and at the end, he sighed and said: "You will know when you grow up. The friends you made in high school are the most caring, rare, sincere, and longest-lasting. When you go to college, people become complicated. , it is difficult to have classmates who treat each other sincerely, unlike now, you are the best age and the best time."

In the same way, the junior high school teacher also said - the friends I made in junior high school are the most caring and sincere, because people become complicated in high school... Although they hold their own opinions, the common point is that the older and more complicated people are, the difficulty and cost of making friends are increasing rapidly. It's just that when Zhang Ping said the words "the best time" slowly, my heart suddenly became very soft. I turned to Yu Huai and said, "Hey, hurry up and write down the words 'best time'." "Why?" He frowned again.

"No reason, you write beautifully, turn to a new page, blank paper, write 'best time' in big characters!" He was puzzled, but he did it anyway, still in such a good-looking posture. When he was about to complete the ostentatious last stroke of the word "light", I pressed the shutter. The boy on the screen is tall and gentle, writing carefully and attentively in the entanglement of light and shadow. The words written in black and white, "the best time", each stroke is unrestrained and unrestrained, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

He came over to see the effect, but for some reason, I was a little flustered, so I didn't show it to him. "The battery is out," I said with a bitter face, "I'll show you when school starts." He stretched his face: "Cut." I comforted him: "But it's nice." He was a little smug, but tried his best to hide it: "Where does it look good?" "posture." "posture?" "Yes..." I don't know how to describe it to him, "It means that the hand is one inch away from the pen tip, the chest is one inch away from the table, and the eyes are one foot away from the book..." He turned his head away and ignored me again. Zhang Ping finally ended his recollection of the past, and returned to the precautions for starting school. "There is another thing that everyone is very concerned about, which is the allocation of seats...Of course, we still follow the method of primary school students, sorting by size, for the sake of fairness. Of course, if a student has poor eyesight and needs to sit in the front, you can sit alone Tell me, and I will consider it as appropriate." He paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Of course, if there are any students who don't want to sit in the front row, but prefer to sit in the back, you can also bring it up. I'll be happy to arrange it for you... Also, each other If familiar classmates want to be at the same table, I have no objection, but the short one should sit behind the tall one for the sake of fairness. In short, everyone weighs for themselves, I have always respected fairness and democracy!" Yu Huai didn't know what he was thinking about just now, and he didn't hear what Zhang Ping said before, so he turned his head and asked me stupidly at this moment: "Did you understand? What was he muttering just now?" I shrugged: "That is to say... that is, you can sit wherever you want, as long as you apply to him, and he will consider it at his discretion. If he doesn't agree, you can still rank with everyone in order of size." I think I am much more concise and clear than Zhang Ping. Yu Huai listened, looking thoughtful. I asked: "By the way, are there any junior high school classmates in the same class as you?" He shook his head. "So miserable? Which junior high school are you from?" "The High School Attached to the Normal University." I clicked my tongue: "That's the best junior high school in our city. I heard that nearly one hundred students will be admitted to Zhenhua Unified Recruitment this year, not to mention self-funded and branch schools. How could there be no junior high school students from you? According to the probability, it shouldn't be. .” He raised his eyebrows: "Yo, do you still understand probability?" I roll my eyes. He smiled: "None of my junior high school classmates are in our fifth class with me." "What about the other classes? Are there any other alumni of your attached high school who are in the fifth class?" He shrugged: "There are so many people, why are you so busy getting to know each other one by one, are you tired?" I think we can't communicate at all on this point: "Finally, so many people were admitted to high school with you. Even an acquaintance is rare." "What school do you go to?" "Thirteen Middle School." I was ready to see him say "I haven't heard of it" with a puzzled expression, but he was overjoyed and said, "Oh, you and my little aunt are schoolmates!" I was also very surprised, and shouted like a booing: "Miss Long is also from the thirteenth high school?!" He glanced at me, turned away, and turned awkwardly again. At this time Zhang Ping laughed, and started digressing again. "Actually, I'm quite happy today. The director said just now that the math teacher in our class is called Zhang Feng." He excitedly wrote "Zhang Feng" on the blackboard. So the whole class was in awe, anyway, I couldn't figure out what to be happy about. Zhang Ping's gaze has drifted away. "Zhang Feng, he's my classmate in elementary school. We grew up in the same college. We were at the same table in elementary school, and at the same table in junior high school. We were admitted to our county No. 1 middle school together in high school, and we were still at the same table. We went to the provincial normal school. We are from different departments, so we cannot live in the same dormitory, but our girlfriends live in the same dormitory. Later, I didn’t expect to apply for Zhenhua together, lead the first year of high school together, and teach the same class..." Yu Huai fell down on the table: "Geng Geng, did you find out? There is even more coincidence." "what?" "One of them is called Zhang Ping, from Pingyuan, and the other is called Zhang Feng, from the peak of the mountain." I grinned, shit, what kind of evil fate is this? "So, students, the people around you are the most treasured treasure in your life..." Before we finished speaking, Yu Huai and I glanced at each other in unison. Then they all fell down on the table in frustration. "What kind of wealth is it a debt?" Just when I was still pretending to be poor and poor, Yu Huai suddenly got up and said seriously: "Hey, let's be at the same table!" My heart trembled, I don't know why. Maybe because his big grin is in the sunlight, the little tiger's teeth are dazzlingly white. You took the wrong medicine, you, we don't know each other well, why? But I said yes.