Chapter 22 Chapter 21 Parents’ Meeting (Part 2) (No.111—No.118)

Winter in the north is coming, the dawn is getting later and later, and people's mood is getting darker and darker. I ran into Senior Sister Luo Zhi in the corridor yesterday, and passed by. She was just nodding at me as a signal, but I had nothing to say, so I said with a dry smile, winter is coming. Chat about the weather.Anyway, this way of greeting is also the invention of the ghost, isn't it? I don't know why, this unfamiliar senior always makes me feel very warm, even though she is not a very enthusiastic person.Maybe it's because I can't forget that scene in my heart, I turned around, and under the rostrum, she stood far away, smiling at me in the wind of the empty field.

Too bad I didn't have the camera at the time.Too many beautiful moments, whistling through the fingers like the wind, no matter how fast you clench your fists, you can't capture them. Facing my inexplicable accost, she froze for a moment, nodded quickly, and said as if she suddenly remembered something: "Yes, winter is coming. The legendary black senior year." "What?" I'm only a freshman in high school, and she's only a sophomore in high school. She shrugged: "Late autumn is when the first round of review is in the middle, starting from various monthly exams and school mock exams, until next March when the province's first mock guillotine falls, the days are getting shorter and shorter, The nights are getting longer and longer, the sleep is getting later and later, the grades are getting more and more erratic, and the mood is getting more and more irritable... It's like, tomorrow will never come."

She smiled and said in a relaxed tone, as if she was talking about an interesting folk custom, but my heart became colder and colder when I heard it. The saddest one may be students like me.Also roaming in the sea of ​​bitterness, knowing that in the end it will be the fate of a drowning ghost, but he also has to jump with others, holding a glimmer of hope, exhausted, and the day of landing is nowhere in sight. Maybe it was because of my ugly face, she tilted her head and patted me on the shoulder: "The one who scares you actually has nothing to do with the third year of high school. Winter is also the peak of depression. The short days and long nights just make people feel bad. If you have time, spend more time in the sun." If you bask in the sun, the world will be peaceful.”

While we were talking, the red Mohawk ran past quickly, carrying a gust of howling wind. "Chen Jianxia, ​​tell me the fuck!" The tone was ferocious, but the voice was brisk, which made people want to explore what kind of sweet secret was buried under the anger that was about to be concealed. Luo Zhi looked thoughtfully at the back of Zhang Yang who wasn't wearing a school uniform, and then smiled meaningfully, just like when we first met. "If you don't have time to bask in the sun, it's better to see more boys like this." "What?" I really didn't understand, but my heart was a little itchy.

The preparation bell rang, she said as she walked towards the stairs. "It's this kind of boys who can shine and store solar energy. When you are sad, just look at them." I really experienced it against the wall for a long time. In the end, I didn't understand either.It's just that there is a shadow of a person in my mind, and I won't go for a long time. Glittering, with the dry taste of sunshine, yes, it is still solar energy. I was thinking wildly, but the image in my mind became clearer and merged with the boy in front of me. Yu Huai appeared at the door with his schoolbag shoulder strap on only one side, a white school uniform over a long black T-shirt, and a big hat turned out from the neckline and draped over his back.He staggered into the door, half of his body hit the door frame, and grinned in pain.

Then he looked up and looked at me in surprise. "What are you crazy about in the morning?" His loud voice attracted idlers in the classroom. I blushed and could only hide my head behind the curtain like an ostrich. "Hide your head, hide, do you know how dirty the curtains are? When Xu Yanliang sat by the window last time, he spilled vegetable soup on the table at noon and wiped it with the curtains. You smell it, don't you?" A taste of boiled meatballs..." Frustrated, I slid down from the windowsill and sat back in my seat obediently.He sat down too, bringing a burst of fresh air outside.

Good morning.I am very upset. But Sister Luo Zhi was right.The bad mood brought by the cloudy sky was swept away. I turned my face to Yu Huai and smirked. Yes, get some sun. It seems that Yu Huai didn't sleep well last night, he dozed off during the first class. The first class is Chinese, and the teacher is Zhang Yuhua, who is the most capable teacher in Class 5, and is said to be a veteran of Zhenhua's current teaching staff. "Fart, isn't it just old and hasn't retired yet? It doesn't compare to the teaching effect. It's boring to talk about age and qualifications."

Yu Huai hated the Chinese class the most. During the exams, he always left blanks for the 5-point ancient poems. "Spent hours memorizing so many things, just for 5 points, and I finished memorizing this time before the exam, and I have to memorize it again next time, I can't remember at all... The input and output don't match at all, so it's better to use that time Learn something else, no one is short of that 5 points." I was dumbfounded: "If you pull like this, you will be struck by lightning." He shook his head: "Sheng Huainan, the number one student in the second year of high school, you know? It's the one who speaks on behalf of the current students during the school celebration, and the mathematics competition class of the Polytechnic University. He is in the same class as us."

It was the owner of the voice that rang through the loudspeaker when I was chatting with Senior Sister Luo Zhi during the school celebration.I was maladaptive to the subject change, frowning and beckoning him to continue. "Stupid, I mean, he never fills in the blanks with ancient poems in his Chinese papers!" I caressed my forehead: "You don't want to learn something well... Is there only one advantage worth learning?" "Heroes see the same thing, what do you know? We all agree that the results of the Chinese test are fate and cannot be forced." Yu Huai sighed.

"Fart!" I just wanted to refute, but when I thought of those incomprehensible reading comprehension and obscure poetry appreciation, as well as the nitpicking technical reading... I had to shrink my neck and admit defeat. Anyway, these top science students don't understand the beauty of words. But do I understand?I looked up at the strict Chinese teacher and the boring writing on the blackboard. Perhaps, taking away the standard answers and asking these Chinese teachers to answer the papers again, their grades may not be better than mine. We don't count the beauty of words.

Hate it, hate it, Yu Huai never dared to offend Mrs. Zhang.When he was sleepy, if he caught up with Zhang Ping's class, he would lie on the table and sleep in the dark, and Zhang Ping didn't mind. However, in Chinese class, he maintained a sitting posture, resting his chin with his right hand, pointing his head, eyes half-opened and half-closed, sleeping very painfully. "Cover me." He left his last words and went to meet Duke Zhou. I naturally want to cover him, in order to repay the favour. Last time I slept in Zhang Ping's class.One must know that Zhang Ping was very tolerant towards people like Yu Huai and Han Xu because he knew that they didn't need to attend lectures, so he simply let them go.And I was definitely not on the list of products exempted from inspection, so I was naturally targeted. According to Jian Jian and β’s narration because they laughed too happily, Zhang Ping was holding a book in one hand, walking down the podium, talking about the coefficient of elasticity, while talking nonsense about the importance of relaxation, work and rest, and ensuring sleep time. He glanced at Yu Huai very handsomely, and said: "So, sleeping in class is easy to catch cold, which is not good for the cervical spine and shoulders, and it will cause high intracranial pressure and affect vision. If you want to sleep, you should go to bed at night, and you should listen to the class energetically during the day. It is also a kind of respect for the teacher. , isn’t it? Yu Huai, look at the state of your deskmate, shouldn’t you take care of it? Don’t let the teacher do it!” When β spoke up to this point, he burst out into a terrifying laugh. "Yu Huai didn't wake me up?" I wondered. Jian Jian couldn't straighten up anymore, supported my shoulders, laughed freely for a minute, and said loudly under Yu Huai's red-faced obstruction: "Of course he didn't wake you up. After hearing Zhang Ping's words, he took off his school uniform very sensiblely and put it on your shoulders!" Zhang Ping smoked from his seven orifices, but Yu Huai looked confused. "...I can only take care of this." He said sincerely. When get out of class was over, he woke up naturally, and he didn't even see the back of the Chinese teacher going out with the handouts. While his eyes were still straight, I asked, "What's the matter with you, what time did you go to bed last night?" He stuck his tongue out and yawned again, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes. "Three o'clock." "What are you doing? Don't tell me it's study." I clicked my tongue. "What, am I crazy? Of course I'm playing games..." As soon as he finished speaking, a simple shout came from the other side: "Damn, why did I die again, I just saved more than 4,000 gold coins to change equipment, and after resurrection, it will be less than half, why why why... ..." Han Xu interjected coolly: "How dare you rush into the cave at such a low level, if you don't kill you instantly? It's strange if you don't hang up." In the interval between howling ghosts and howling wolves, Yu Huai seemed to wake up a little and smiled. "Are they playing games too?" I asked. "Well, handheld, NDSL, it should be playing 'Dragon Quest'." I admired this vulgar and elegant game name in my heart. "Jianjian helps level up, Han Xu is really lazy when he follows the plot, obviously using Jianjian as a migrant worker." He sneered. I don't think so.I quickly whipped out my camera to capture Jane's bright smile flashing between bouts of blustery howls. Is really happy.Migrant workers are not important, and the plot of the game is not important. And Yu Huai will never understand, and even the person involved, Han Xu, may not realize the significance of this game to simplicity. "Then... what are you playing?" He blushed a little: "You don't know even if you tell me." I thought he was suspicious, so I leaned closer and stared at him: "...It's not a bad game..." "What?" He raised his voice even more suspiciously, "I told you, if you don't understand, you just don't understand!" I can only use the aggressive method: "Come on, you can't actually play games, can you? Nerdy." He didn't answer, but smiled disdainfully, as if I was accusing Pavarotti of being tone-deaf. "How many years has it been since I played Nintendo when I was three years old. Young master, when I skipped class and went to an Internet cafe to kill anti-terrorists, you were still lying on the desk snoring and blowing your nose!" I was startled: "You? Skipping class?" Yu Huai had a flattering expression of "remembering the glorious past", and was about to say something when he suddenly laughed: "Don't tell me, I just remembered that in the third year of junior high school, Lin Yang, Jiang Chuan, me, Li Ran...anyone else... Anyway, seven or eight of them escaped the afternoon class after the district simulation to explain the papers , I went to the Internet cafe to promote StarCraft, which is StarCraft," he explained gesticulating, very excited, "In the end, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Juejue, chased him all the way to the Internet cafe. Oh, you can't even imagine it, Lin Yang and Li Ran Being caught with their ears twisted... No, I got caught, grabbed my ears, and dragged the left hand and the right hand out of the door. The two of them screamed like killing pigs. I even took a mobile phone to record it and blackmailed it How many lunches have they had!" His glory days left me completely at a loss as to what to say. I grinned: "...why didn't you get caught?" Yu Huai narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his mouth unflatteringly. "Hey, do you still need to ask? Young master, I run fast! Before I ran, I was the one who pushed Lin Yang into Miejue Shitai's hands..." The last class is Zhang Feng's mathematics.After school at five o'clock is the parent-teacher meeting. There are still fifteen minutes before get out of class ends, and there is a lot of people outside the door. Many parents have already arrived at the door and are looking inside through the door glass. I suddenly became irritable. For the first time in my life, I found that the parent meeting is such an annoying thing.I have always been neither a shining top student, nor a poor student who is eager to go home and put on cotton pants and prepare to be beaten when it comes to finding parents and parent meetings.For the parents to me, it is a half-day off in the afternoon, which is very beautiful. Anyway, the teacher's praise and criticism by name will basically not fall on my head.The information I got from my parents is nothing more than: "Your teacher said that some students in your class are particularly addicted to Internet cafes recently, you should pay attention to yourself and stay away from those students." In contrast, many students do not like to take this half-day vacation. They linger in front of and behind the corridor outside the classroom door from beginning to end, looking in from the glass of the class door, and even approach the teacher surrounded by a group of parents after the meeting, and hear a few words , Use the first-hand news as the next day's talk. When I was in elementary school, it seemed that this was the way I learned about the "two-faced and three-handed tactics" of the teachers-threatening us to say that if we don't respond to the school's call to donate used newspapers and cans, we will do nothing, but face the parents' request and say donate with a smile It's done in a little bit, it's all the meaning of the school leader's coercion, anyway, the most important thing is to learn, to learn... But starting from junior high school, the parents' meeting basically stopped talking about such issues as class hygiene, collective honor, and classroom discipline.There is only one theme: grades.In the past, I wasn't too afraid. Anyway, I was in the top ten. I didn't take the first place in the exam, so it didn't matter if I made progress or retreated. But now it's different, it's just different. My restlessness also affected Yu Huai.He pushed me with his elbow: "Are you okay, look at the door glass once every five seconds." I laughed dryly: "I just think it's a bit noisy, it all affects my lectures." The second half of the sentence brought Yu Huai a look of contempt. There is a price to be paid for bullshit.As soon as he finished speaking, the phone vibrated. Forgot to mention, my dad bought me a nice cell phone.But I was only happy for a few days, I carefully put the film on it, and put it back into the flannel phone case carefully every time after using it-after a week, I started to put it around, and I didn’t care about it if I bumped it. Why do you care. When Yu Huai saw my behavior like this, he suddenly said incoherently: "Ai, a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than stealing, and stealing is worse than not being able to steal. Look at you..." I asked him what he meant, and he shook his head, continuing to sigh with some words that I couldn't understand at all. He took out his phone and unlocked it. It was a text message from Dad.He must have reached the door. I clicked "View" and froze for the moment. "Geng Geng, the Provincial Party Congress has been delayed, and I can't leave. I asked you, Aunt Qi, to hold the parent-teacher meeting on my behalf." Probably because my complexion was not right, Yu Huai leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?" It's all done now, and it's useless to protest any longer.But I still replied unwillingly: "Then my mother is also free?" My dad also replied quickly: "I asked her first, and she said that there is also a meeting." At that moment, I didn't know what to feel.I was clutching the report card in my desk, and for the first time, I resented why I only got such a small score in the test. shame. Only then did I realize that no matter how awkward or estranged I was with my parents, they are my closest relatives, and they are the ones who can show their bad grades in front of them without feeling any embarrassment. No one can replace it. But they casually left me here because of certain meetings that didn't necessarily have to be held. Emotions rolled up my nose, so sore that I closed my eyes.The report card was almost dripping with water, and Yu Huai suddenly patted my back lightly. "You... have epilepsy?" "You just have epilepsy!" I couldn't control the volume, and many students around me looked back at me. Fortunately, because of the chaos outside the door, Zhang Feng should not be able to hear the sudden noise from me sitting in the last row. Yu Huai immediately retreated exaggeratedly, away from me. I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and I frantically turned on and off the keypad lock of my phone, my mind went blank. No one understands how much I hoped that a robot cat would appear to help me hide this report card-but, but the one next to me was the second in the class, when his parents proudly held up the report card When looking at it carefully, what would Aunt Qi think? I lowered my head, smiled suddenly, turned my head and said to him: "Yu Huai, tell me, why are you my deskmate?" Yu Huai is also a sensitive person. When he realized that I was indeed wrong, he put his hands on his chest first, and said cautiously: "Hey, what's wrong with you? You won't start bombarding the map again... I didn't mess with you Oh... don't blame others..." Oh you bastard. I shook my head, turned off my phone, threw it into the desk, and lay down on the table. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and Zhang Feng's cold voice and the boiling but indistinct noise outside the door could be heard in his ears.I just put on the earphones. There are a few new songs stored in the MP3 recently, I didn't even look at them, I just pressed a few buttons randomly, and suddenly there was a guitar sound.It’s Tao Zhe’s voice—actually, I’ve always liked him and Leehom Wang, but I hated when they sang too R&B, sometimes with a single ending, oh, oh, it’s like a stool is smooth—of course, I can’t say these things, They will be flattened into portraits by those who like them. Still, the song is sung cleanly.Like a burst of water caressing the restless heart. I raised my head and glanced at the MP3 screen. The name of the song was "Lonely Season". One song, four seasons.Which boy is not lonely, which season is not lonely.I stared out the window blankly, and the leaves of those trees had almost fallen. Winter in the north comes early, and autumn is beautiful, but it is so short that it seems that it is just to pass the invitation of winter to summer. Even the seasons vary in length and some are absent altogether. With so many people in the world, there will always be some people who are proud and some people who are frustrated. My name is Geng Geng, I have never experienced big winds and waves, my life has never had ups and downs, and I have no qualifications to hurt the spring and the autumn. My family is well-off and my life is worry-free, but because of a mid-term exam, I inexplicably realized that I should accept my fate. Resignation is that you and your self-esteem and ambition are not willing to sit down around the table together, shake hands, smile, in order to stop the pain.