Chapter 7 Grow up in time - 1

Reason for selection: In fact, I seldom write about girls in junior high school, and many of the protagonists in my works are almost all high school students.This is my first novella. It describes a girl's life in junior high school for three years, and it took almost half a year to finish the draft.After it was published in the "Giant" magazine, it aroused great repercussions and became the "most popular" work of the year. In my novel, this is a very literary novel.When I wrote it, I had just graduated from the first children's literature writer training class of Lu Xun Academy of Literature, and I was determined to write something good.Now many students in our class have become the hottest characters in the children's literature circle. The hot summer in Beijing is just like my youthful years, which is really unforgettable.

I thought I would never sing again.But one day I suddenly wanted to sing again.I stood at the corner of the empty stairs, my throat was itchy, and unknown melodies lined up one by one to come out desperately, Xiaoxuan, I will take you to a good place. " Too bad it was just a dream. When my mother dragged and scolded me out of bed.I was terrified to find out that I was really going to be late again.Washing face, brushing teeth, drinking milk, eating eggs, looking for yesterday’s English roll, sneakers for PE class, rags for cleaning, and lunch boxes for lunch. I really don’t know why there are so many messy things in the early morning.I walked out of the house under the picky and dissatisfied eyes of my mother, and ran for a short distance in a hurry.

But when I put my steps down, my heart jumped up, and I said to myself that it was the sound of the schoolbag hitting my back, and I wish I could walk slower.But my heart was still beating wildly, all this showed that I was not used to being a bad student. I had always been a good student.But one day, I sang a song in Chinese class.To be precise, he hummed a song.I don't know what's wrong with me. When the Chinese teacher was reading the text to our fan vividly, I watched her thin lips, which opened and closed gracefully, and suddenly I wanted to sing, so I sang.When the whole class looked at me in surprise and then burst into laughter, I realized that I had made an irreparable mistake.

I clearly remember how the Chinese teacher angrily slapped the textbook on Chen Xin's desk, stared at me with frightening eyes and said, "What are you doing, you!" and the boy Su Bo in the front row. , Turned around contemptuously, and spit out three words "Crazy!" I still remember how shamelessly I checked on the podium: "I shouldn't listen carefully, I'm not organized yet Disciplined singing in class, disrupting class order... " I walked on the way to school with sad memories.I really want to know what's wrong with me, whether it's really like the "crazy" they say.When I passed the "Redwood House", I stopped for a short rest. There was a rusty lock on the door of the "Redwood House".I know, after a tired night, that little band must still be sleeping, and that girl named Meizi, how much I like her high-pitched and loud singing voice, floating out from the heavy red curtains, swimming proudly in the street superior.Plum is so good, you can sing if you want.

In the alley in front of the school, there are old women selling wontons all the way. They come out of the stall early in the morning, and the thin wonton wrappers dance in the wrinkled palms.One of them yelled at me: "Girl, hurry up, you're late!" I didn't run, I walked slowly with my head held high, and I went to show them that being late is nothing. During the exercise between classes, the class leader Mao Wei squeezed up to me and said dissatisfiedly: "Xie Xuan, you are late again today, is your name written down at the school gate? Do you know that you will affect the flow of red flags in our class? "

I am silent.Mao Wei said helplessly: "There will be an inspection team coming tomorrow. Teacher Xiao asked me to remind you not to forget to wear the school uniform. You must remember it." "Yeah." I looked away and responded.I don't want to see Mao Wei, the teacher's stinky follower. When I do exercises, I stretch my arms and legs very straight on purpose so that I feel happy.Xu Xiaoxiao in front of me wore a pair of brand new shoes with red uppers and high wooden soles.Xu Xiaoxiao said to everyone: "My father brought this back to me from Japan. Despite its thick sole, it is easy to walk on." I kicked up a layer of dust hard enough to hit her shoe, Let's see how beautiful she can be for a few days.I have become a vicious girl, I think I must have drunk the old witch's potion in fairy tales, I am hopeless.That's why I sing in class, and why I don't feel ashamed at all when I'm late.

After lunch is the loneliest time.I wash my plastic lunch box carefully and make it as white as new.Cold water rushed onto my hands, and the backs of my hands turned white, like a small fish with its belly turned upside down.My classmates were playing table tennis on the side of the playground, yelling desperately with hoarse voices just after eating: "Come on, come on, there is one short here!" No one will call me. I walked to the table and said jokingly, "I'll have one too." In fact, I am very good at playing table tennis. When I was in elementary school, I won the championship of the whole school.I hit my first ball right on Mao Wei's nose, and then I slapped down the racket and walked away with my lunch box.Looking back from a distance, I saw Mao Wei squatting down slowly on the playground. The ping-pong tables lined up looked like a few fallen leaves without emotion.

My palms are very sweaty. After holding the note for my mother for a long time, it turned into a small soft cotton ball.I know what is written on the note: "Parents, please take Xie Xuan to the hospital for necessary examinations." Teacher Xiao, you are so stupid, I will not give the note to my mother.I'm not sick, really.I've always wanted to be a good girl. When I came out of the office, Teacher Xiao sent me to the main road.Teacher Xiao's temper is notoriously bad.But she has been holding my hand with a good temper today.She said: "Go back and give the note to mom, and tell mom to come to school sometime."

I obediently said yes. Teacher Xiao said to walk carefully and watch out for cars.Her tone seemed to be talking to a kindergarten child, and I felt like crying.I looked down and saw her sock, which had a big red spot, which seemed to be stained by red ink accidentally dropped during batch homework.How it fell on the sock is really strange.In fact, when I first entered junior high school, I liked Teacher Xiao very much. She was not as old as the head teacher I imagined, and she had a pretty smile, with the corners of her mouth curved like a crescent.Moreover, Mr. Xiao can control the boys in our class. The boys in our class are very naughty. They dared to use a stick to pick the history teacher's wig in class, but they didn't dare to say anything when they saw Mr. Xiao.Only me, dare to sing in her class.

So there must be something wrong with me. I heard the singing from the "Red House" from afar.I quicken my pace.Soon I discovered that the singing voice was not Meizi's, and Meizi would not have such a delicate singing voice.Meizi's singing is exciting.She only needs to stand in front of the microphone, and there will be a burst of coaxing from below: "Meizi, come one! Come one, Meizi!" The ballroom will not officially open until eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, it is their rehearsal time.I can lift the red curtain and peek inside, looking for the girl with short hair and big eyes.Sometimes there are one or two old women from the neighborhood committee standing with me, and when they look in, someone will laugh and say: "I bought a ticket at night, come back at night, go home and do a good job for my wife, and don't cause family conflicts. "The old lady walked away flushed with anger.As for me, they probably won't rush, as long as I want, I can watch the dance start there.

I quickly found plums.She was dressed in black and sat in front of the shiny jazz drum. With a movement of her wrists, the music splashed around her body like a gushing mountain spring.The bassist slightly tilted the microphone, and we heard Meizi's incomparable singing voice: "I'm a little bird, I want to fly, but I can't fly high ... I flew up to Qingtian and found that I was helpless from now on ..." I think I can understand Meizi's singing.My body trembled slightly. In the days when I was far away from the singing and close to the singing, the thirteen-year-old me relied on a girl named Meizi whom I had never met.Only she convinced me that youth is coming quietly, even though it is accompanied by pain, it is still so beautiful and lyrical. It was past seven o'clock in the evening when I got home.Dad was reading the newspaper on the sofa, without looking up, he said, "Why is it so late?" "Make up lessons." I lied without changing my face or heartbeat. "Let's eat." Dad said: "Your mother has something to go out, and I will go out right away. You are not allowed to watch TV when you are alone at home." Dad went out after finishing speaking.When going out, he said: "Lock the door, it's not that we knock and don't open it randomly." When I was home alone before, I was always scared.There is triple security on the door, the lights in each room are turned on, and a chair is placed behind the door.But now I'm not scared at all.While washing the dishes after eating, I thought, if anyone messes up, I will chop off his head with a kitchen knife.I drank the old witch's potion, and I was not afraid of anyone.But when I think about it this way, I am a little afraid of myself, afraid that I will really not even know myself. I wiped the table with a note from the teacher to my mother.Blue ink soon seeped out from the reverse side.I tore it up finely, threw it into the toilet, swirled the toilet, and everything was clean without a trace. I am confident enough to deal with Mr. Xiao.I would say: "My mother took me to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor said I was malnourished." I would also say: "My mother said that I will come to visit you at school as soon as I am free." When Meizi walked towards me, I was so nervous that I couldn't breathe.I saw my nose, stiff as a hill.Meizi, your eyes are so beautiful, bright, eyes full of music.How old are you, eighteen, nineteen, or twenty?When I was your age, could I sing as freely as you do? "I will leave after all, and fly solo to the end of the world." What a song. Teacher Xiao asked us to write a composition: "My Idol". Everyone is very happy.This is such a fresh composition topic, everyone has a bellyful of words to write.I know that Chen Xin will write about Andy Lau, but she always talks about Andy Lau.In fact, Andy Lau is almost 40 years old, he is old, what else is there to admire.And Su Bo, she will definitely write about Deng Yaping, Deng Yaping is a good player, but she is so short, I don't know what to write about.As for Mao Wei, you don't need to guess to know that she can write about Teacher Xiao, otherwise she is quite qualified to be called a "sycophant". I am different from them. My composition is written like this: "Everyone has their own idol, and I am no exception. My idol is not a star, not a teacher, and not my parents. She is a person who I know and know or do not know. I only know Her name is Meizi. Meizi is a girl, she is a singer in the "Red House" ballroom. Every time I come home from school and pass by the "Red House", I will hear her singing.I have never heard such a beautiful singing voice. Sometimes it is as beautiful as the sunset glow in the western sky, and sometimes it is as beautiful as the bright moon in the night sky.Always intoxicates me.Made me believe that being alive is a wonderful thing.Let me forget what loneliness is. ... I hope to be like Meizi when I grow up, and I hope to have the opportunity to tell her in person: "You are my idol." But I only got a passing grade for my composition.The teacher's comment on the back is: "Writing must have true feelings, and pay attention to proper metaphors." The teacher said that the best writer this time was Zheng Fan, who wrote about his father, who wrote about his father under the lamp late at night Writing papers, taking the old lady downstairs to the hospital in the rain... There are examples and real feelings, and I wrote why my father is his idol, unlike some students who wrote in vain and unreal.I think what Zheng Fan wrote is untrue. His father's papers under the lamp may be for promotion and fortune.And now who would take someone to the hospital in the rain, who doesn't know whether to hold an umbrella or use a umbrella? Only teachers are that stupid. Since no one appreciated my composition, I made a bold decision to send it to Meizi. This decision made me restless all afternoon.I imagined the scene when I handed the composition to Meizi, she must be very surprised, but I am a complete little fool.But I can't overturn my own decision.When I was in politics class, I used correction fluid to erase the teacher's comments. I was afraid that Meizi would be affected after reading it, and I thought that I did not write this article out of true feelings.I also imagined countless words to say when I met Meizi: "Can you teach me to sing? Can you be my sister? The article is not well written, but it is my truth. I am also a little bird. How can I not?" Can't fly high..." Things backfired. In fact, when I hurriedly stuffed the composition into Meizi's hand, I ran away in a panic.I felt Meizi's hand touch mine lightly. Her hand was so soft that it made me flustered. I'm really a complete little fool.Ever since I made that weird singing in class. What I didn't expect was that early the next morning, I walked into a fairy tale. Meizi was wearing a red top, holding my composition, standing at the door of the "red house", waiting for me. That was the first time I saw Meizi clearly, and I even suspected it wasn't her. Meizi stuffed the composition into my hand, and said with a smile: "It's really well written, I'm very happy, but why did you turn around and run away, I don't eat people." I didn't know what to say, so I just smiled silly. "I'm going to use the composition text today, so I'll give it to you early in the morning. What the teacher hates the most is the students who don't bring the composition text, right?" Meizi blinked at me while talking. "I have a lot of essays." I stammered, "This, this is for you, as a souvenir." "Okay!" Meizi put it up and said, "Hurry up and go to class, the teacher doesn't like late students, right? Come to me after school at night, and I'll sing you a nice song." I desperately pinched my hand and ran to the school.Really, really, really really!I ran to school in only five minutes, and I read English loudly and seriously in the morning reading class.I don't care what other people think of me.Only in this way can I express my inner joy. Meizi really sang for me.That was the first time I officially sat in the "Red House".Meizi said that this song is for a lonely little girl who likes me, she wants to be happier, how important happiness is in the young years. "Meizi sang after she finished speaking: Travel is a childhood dream with transparent wings Flying one stop after another in paradise on earth It's really important to feel good or not Because I have to grow up and leave after all to spread our wings and hold our heads high Fly high to the end of the sky ... Su Bo, I didn't expect you to cry.Usually, you are such a careless and careless boy.But you cry like a poor little mouse.I'm sorry I hurt you.But, you know what, you hurt me first and I did it.Meizi said that growing up means hurting each other.But I really hope that nothing happened.I hope we are all good classmates who love each other. In order to be rated as a national sanitary city, the city government asked the whole people to take action.Naturally, the school was unwilling to lag behind. In those few days, our backs hurt from cleaning.The campus was so dry and quiet that not even a single sparrow flew over.On Sunday, we were divided into small groups, wearing red armbands, to clean dead corners or be on duty in various blocks.Whoever throws waste paper, go up and salute, sorry, please pick it up; whoever spit, go up and salute, sorry, please wipe it away.It is also a happy thing to not have to stay at home and do homework on Sunday.Our group came early to the neighborhood we were in charge of. The group leader is Zheng Fan.He waved his hand and said, "Su Bo, you and Xie Xuan should go together and clear out the blind corners beside that building." Su Bo is the skinniest boy in our class. He is thin and dark, so he got two nicknames: Su Heipi and Su Houzi.What Su Bo dislikes the most is when people call him nicknames. He gets anxious when he is called, and he will rush to grab you and hit you. His eyes are red, which is very scary.I don't want to be in a group with a guy like that. Unexpectedly, Su Bo twisted his buttocks, and exaggeratedly called: "Group leader, please do me a favor, I don't want to be with Xie Xuan, she will go crazy and beat people with a broom!" The people in the group laughed wildly at what he said. Only the group leader Zheng Fan spoke for me: "Su Bo, you are not allowed to make fun of female classmates. Don't forget, whoever disobeys the order will have to clean up for a week when they return to school." In fact, Zheng Fan was also laughing while talking, smiling Like water in a colander slowly overflowing her face. Due to power, Su Bo had to be with me.In fact, he didn't do any work. He watched from afar as I used a small stick to pick up the rotten leaves and waste paper in the gutter into plastic bags, and seemed to be chewing gum leisurely in his mouth.I pretended to be nonchalant and worked hard, but I thought hard in my heart: "You wait, Su Bo, I will make you look good!" In fact, a careful plan has been formed in my mind. The campus was empty on Sunday.I walked through the empty playground and came straight to the door of our classroom. "Junior Grade One (2) Class", I stared at the red sign for a while, feeling a little strange.I never imagined entering junior high would be like this.How ridiculous it was to try desperately to grow up. The classroom door was locked, I pushed it, but it couldn't be opened.But I knew that the second window on the left was broken, and I was already standing on the podium in the classroom with almost no effort. I took out a lot of colored chalk ends from the desk, and then I began to write Su Bo's nickname all over the classroom.Write a few big ones on the blackboard, then on the wall, then on each classmate's desk, and don't forget to write on the ground.It all went so well, and I made my handwriting so exaggerated and weird that I'm sure a ghost wouldn't be able to tell whose hand it was.Soon the classroom was full of colorful "Su Heipi" and "Su Monkey", like small banners of demonstrations. When I walked out of the campus, I was a little happy, a little scared, and a little sad.But soon these are all gone.I thought about Meizi’s singing along the way, I wanted to hear Meizi sing, sing the song "Flying Solo to the End of the World", sooner or later I will fly high and solo to the end of the World, I am different from the people around me , What are they, how can they compare with me! Mom, I really don't want to see you lose your composure.With disheveled hair, he chased and beat me all over the campus, with no grace at all.how much i miss youXiao Xuanxuan, you are the pride of my mother. " In fact, my dearest mother, your daughter is willing to be your eternal pride whether she is awake or dreaming. I have never had such a boring summer vacation.In my mother's words, I asked for it all. I was locked up at home all day and all night and was not allowed to go anywhere.The only time I went out was with my parents.And, go see a doctor. I was locked in a small room with the doctor. The doctor looked at my teeth and my tongue, and I wanted to laugh.I watched the movie "Manhunt" and I thought I was Ken Takakura and the doctor was that stupid Watanabe. The doctor asked me, "What bad things have you done?" I said, "I haven't done anything bad." He said tolerantly: "Well, we don't call them bad things, then tell me why you sing in class, hit your classmates on the nose with a ping-pong ball, and write your classmates' nicknames all over the classroom." ?” It turns out he knows everything, and I hate my lord. I pretended to sniff stupidly and said, "I am willing." I saw obvious displeasure flash across the doctor's face, and there was nothing he could do with me, of course he was displeased.So I said again: "Don't lie to my parents to prescribe nutritional supplements. Let me tell you, I am very healthy." The doctor really laughed now.He led me outside and handed me over to my anxious parents.He said: "Your child is very smart. There is nothing wrong with her. It's just that you adults must take care of her." The doctor looked at Mom and Dad reproachfully, which made Mom and Dad very embarrassed, so they started arguing as soon as they got home. My mother said: "It's you who speculate in stocks and postage all day long. You don't care when the child grows up. If you are a parent like you, you tell me how much money you earn, how much you earn, and how much you lose. Go around in circles." And made the child like this." Mom said while patting the table with a rag, for fear that she would not be strong enough to overwhelm Dad. Dad said slowly: "What's wrong with the child, and the child is fine. Didn't the doctor say it's okay! Besides, you have no responsibility as a mother at all? You really want Xuanxuan to be well, so don't go playing cards all day! "They really did what they said.Dad doesn’t speculate here and there, and mom doesn’t play cards anymore. She stays with me when she has nothing to do, asks me how I am, and watches TV with me at night. I know that dad wants to watch football and mom wants to watch TV series, but they put The TV was set to watch "Barbie Bear" on the children's channel, and I was still smiling pretendingly. I couldn't bear to make them sad, so I also smiled pretendingly.In fact, I have grown up, I am almost in the second year of junior high school, I am no longer the little Xuanxuan who likes to watch cartoons, I want to listen to Meizi sing, I want to die. Finally got a chance.Mom and Dad are going to grandma's house.Grandma's house is far away, so I have to reverse the car twice.I do not want to go.I took a stack of homework and said, "I'm going to Xu Yang's house, I'm confused, I don't know what homework to do." Xu Yang is the study committee member of our class.Every time the parents will definitely be praised.Her home is not far from mine, and my mother is very happy to deal with her.What's more, she was packing the things for her grandma, and she was tidy and sweaty, and she didn't care about thinking so much, so she waved her hand and said, "Go and come back quickly, don't forget to bring the key, I will come back with your father." Night." I ran downstairs in three steps at a time.I finally understand the term "running wild horse".I am a runaway wild horse with a pair of unknown little wings full of tricks.The sun hadn't set yet, everything on the street was baked listlessly, and I ran under people's surprised eyes.I don't know if Meizi still recognizes me. I have grown taller this summer, and I have turned white because I don't go out.I think Meizi must not have changed much, I can still think of her appearance when I close my eyes. Prunes really haven't changed.She stood on the stage and sang softly.This is the song of summer.Light as a breeze, sweet as a mountain spring.Next to her is a long-haired guitarist, who gently puts his arm around Meizi's shoulders, and shakes slowly with her in front of the microphone, singing together: no longer wandering I don't want to be a singer of space rather be the poet of time But I'm a wanderer in the universe Earth, you don't need to keep me I come to this land leave Bafang I come to this land leave Bafang ... I can't quite understand the meaning of the song.But I think it's beautiful to be like Meizi, singing a special song, and someone puts her arms around her shoulders and shakes her gently.It must be very comfortable.I'm cranky again, kind of dirty.Meizi came down from the stage, pinched my nose and said, "I haven't been here for a long time, how are you doing during your summer vacation?" I wanted to say no, but I said yes anyway.Meizi invited me to drink ice water, and I became very reserved, saying nothing.She looked at me helplessly and said, "Little girl, if you say you grow up, you will grow up. Once you grow up, you will become strange." I laughed and said, "Are you weird then?" "Strange." Meizi said, "Eight legs and five legs, do you think it's strange?" I laughed with her. That evening, I suddenly wanted to grow up again.Growing up made me feel like I was on an equal footing with Meizi, and I began to want to be a good girl again. I was looking forward to the start of school, like looking forward to the New Year. I looked at myself in the mirror, looking very carefully and carefully.It was a rainy Sunday night, and I danced gracefully in front of the mirror. I never knew I could dance such a beautiful dance, soft hands, soft legs, and slightly puffed breasts.I've changed countless outfits, my own, my mom's, and even my dad's.I admired myself exhaustedly.The moon has sunk, leaving only the drizzle of rain, together with me, waiting for the dawn. I didn't expect that I would have good friends, let alone become good friends with Xu Xiaoxiao.Xu Xiaoxiao is a delicate and beautiful little girl, her arms are as thin as yellow grass that hasn't grown well, sticking out pitifully from her sleeves. In the second year of junior high school, Xu Xiaoxiao moved, and immediately moved to the neighborhood of my house.So I run into her on my way to and from school.Xu Xiaoxiao's words were extremely coquettish, she said: "Xie Xuan, why are you walking so fast, I only see you sometimes, and you disappear in the blink of an eye." "Really." I said, "You are walking too slowly." Xu Xiaoxiao said with a good temper: "Xie Xuan, let's go together in the future, so that we can test English words for each other, so we don't have to be afraid of dictation." "There's nothing to be afraid of." I said, "Write more if you can, and write less if you can't." "Don't you want to get good grades?" Xu Xiaoxiao asked me unwillingly. "Why don't you want to," I said, "who said I don't want to." Xu Xiaoxiao wore a new dress that day, who knows why she has so many new clothes, in fact, no matter what kind of clothes she wears, it will not look good on her body, and it is dazzling to swing around.I think I didn't like her very much at first because I was a little jealous of her, because I always felt like an ugly duckling when I walked side by side with her. It was a small thing that made me admire Xu Xiaoxiao and regard her as my confidant. national day. Our whole class organized a roller skating trip to a newly opened entertainment city.The entertainment city was contracted by Zhou Da’an’s father in our class. Zhou Da’an was a very honest boy in our class, and he was usually not taken seriously, but he was very handsome that afternoon. He stood in front of the information desk and arranged and greeted each student to change their shoes. , I still don’t forget to say: "The shoelaces must be fastened, be more slippery, and be careful of wrestling!" Just like a monitor.It makes people feel that Zhou Daan, who used to blush and stammer when answering a small question in class, never existed. Most of the outstanding roller skating boys are boys. As soon as they enter the arena, they spin around like spinning tops out of control, humming loudly to the music, for fear that others will not notice their outstanding performance.Most of the girls clung tightly to the poles on the sidelines, as if they were in a screaming competition.Although I'm not very good at it, I don't want to be as hopeless as they are. Along the side field, I slowly slid up, skating, and I saw Xu Xiaoxiao, she was wearing a very fashionable school uniform , with a delicate hairpin pinned to her short hair, looking at me pitifully. "Xie Xuan," Xu Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to me and said, "Take me, will you?" Xu Xiaoxiao's fingers were thin and long, gracefully and confidently stretched out in front of me, I held it with some hesitation. One can imagine what happened next.I, who couldn't protect myself, led the weak Xu Xiaoxiao to play several inexplicable spins on the field, and fell down together with a "boom".This fall was not easy, I managed to recall it, and found that half of my body was pressed against Xu Xiaoxiao's body, her beautiful hairpin was loose, her hair was disheveled and covered half of her face, but the corners of her mouth seemed to be twitching. laugh.I quickly got up, and in my panic, I forgot the skates under my feet, and staggered and fell on Xu Xiaoxiao again.Teacher Xiao hurriedly yelled from the sidelines: "Luo Feng, Zhou Da'an, you guys, hurry up and help me." The boys were a little embarrassed, their hands were weak, and it took a long time to pull us up from the ground.Xu Xiaoxiao tightly held onto Zhou Daan and refused to let go, shouting: "You have to help me to the side, you have to help me to the side!" making Zhou Daan's face flushed red.At this moment, Su Bo slowly slid over from the side, whistled, winked at Xu Xiaoxiao and said, "You deserve a madwoman as your coach!" slip away.What a little Xu Xiaoxiao, I saw her push Zhou Daan away, and chased Su Bo, screaming in her mouth: "Dead man Su Bo, don't talk nonsense, come back quickly and talk to Xie Xuan!" Apologize, otherwise I can't forgive you..."Su Bo didn't expect Xu Xiaoxiao to come up with this trick, and when he was frightened, he instinctively ran forward, causing chaos in the place.Xu Xiaoxiao continued to chase crookedly behind, raising his hand in a beating gesture: "You must apologize, you must apologize!" and grabbed Su Bo's back collar at an astonishing speed. The discus thrown by the wrestler fell to the center of the arena with a "boom". That night, Xu Xiaoxiao and I went home arm in arm. It seemed that I had never been so intimate with anyone. The strange thing was that I didn’t feel awkward at all. The sunset in the west covered the sky like a thin and huge maple leaf. Said: "Xie Xuan, you are the smartest and boldest girl in our class, I always imagined you like that, really." "Where," I said sincerely, "you are a hundred times braver than me." "It's for friendship." Xu Xiaoxiao lowered her voice and said a little lyrically, "I can do anything for friendship." Xu Xiaoxiao is indeed a girl who knows how to manage friendship, and that kind of delicious friendship changes endless colors under her slender hands.We called each other intimate nicknames, went to and from school together, did homework together, played table tennis together, and even ate meals from the same lunch box, as if we were alone.I think this kind of heart-to-heart connection must be what all the girls in our class yearn for. They also started to group together and exchange some seemingly mysterious eyes, but they are not as tacit and long-lasting as Xu Xiaoxiao and I. Because of this, Xu Xiaoxiao and I have become very unique characters among girls. I sincerely thank Xiaoxiao, it is she who made everyone forget me in the past and gave me the joy of being reborn. I don't like to go to Xu Xiaoxiao's house the most. I have to change into slippers when I enter the door, and I have to change into slippers again when I enter her small room.Xu Xiaoxiao's mother is as young as her older sister, and she speaks in the same voice as her. At home, she wears the gorgeous pajamas worn by women on TV, which makes me shy and uncomfortable.But I also hope that my own home is as beautiful as hers, and my mother is as young as her mother.I have been with Xu Xiaoxiao for a long time, and my unexplainable inferiority complex often attacks me. At the turn of autumn and winter in the second year of junior high school, a trainee teacher came to our class. The teacher was very young, with short hair and big eyes, a little like a plum, but he didn't know if he could sing.She wrote her name "Qiu Li" on the blackboard.Then she told us that her surname was pronounced "begging" instead of "enemies of enemies". She said, "Don't treat me as your enemies, but come and "beg" me if you have difficulties." This opening remark was very novel, and everyone clapped their hands loudly.The new teacher teaches Chinese and is also an intern as a head teacher.She brought a lot of new things to our class, such as reading texts by characters in the morning reading class, playing table tennis games in groups during extracurricular activities, sending warmth to Liu Xiaobing's family who is in a difficult family, and conducting "extracurricular book collection" Don't Read" debate.These activities made us suddenly realize that the second year of junior high school is actually a very good school year, especially the birthday candlelight party of "Entering Youth" which is being planned is even more exciting.Everyone treats Teacher Du Qiu so kindly that Teacher Xiao is a little jealous.So I was worried that this activity would be ruined because of Teacher Xiao's obstruction.Fatty Zhang Yuanyuan, a well-informed person, comforted us and said that we are fine. With Mr. Qiu and Mr. Xiao, there is no need to prepare lessons or change homework, and we feel good. Xu Xiaoxiao scolded Zhang Yuanyuan and said, "Bah, you have no conscience. Who made up your poor Chinese grades for you? You like the new and dislike the old." This made Zhang Yuanyuan blush, so he had to put on a pose and raised his fist: "Sprung bamboo shoots after the rain, be careful! !" "Sprung bamboo shoots after the rain" is the nickname given to Xu Xiaoxiao by the boys.This nickname is very expressive, because when I get along with her day and night, I feel that she grew taller overnight. Unknowingly, she stood out from the girls in our class, and even Jinling, who was called the class flower, began to ask her Cast envious and jealous eyes.Although we are still as close as sisters, I always feel that something ominous is about to happen.That autumn, Xu Xiaoxiao always wore skirts, showing off her long and toned legs, and began to receive love letters from boys.Xu Xiaoxiao didn't hide anything from me. It was the first time I experienced the face of love from those boys' secretive or unscrupulous language. What should I do?" I made a pale suggestion: "Maybe you should wear some rustic clothes." "How can I do that?" Xu Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "That's my only pleasure." 可能是因为漂亮，徐小小很快就被校学生会文艺部相中，去做了一名干事。这个干事实际上根本就无事可干，但却无形中提高了徐小小在班里的地位。这不，举办“走进青春”烛光晚会之前，仇老师还特地来找她商量，仇老师说：“你是学校里的文艺骨干，和文娱委员一起把这个活动好好策划策划。争取把这个活动搞成功！” 文娱委员是班花金铃。当徐小小一腔热情地去找她商量的时候，她只说了一句话，她说：“学校的文艺活动你可以管，班上的文艺活动没你的份儿。” “欺人太甚！”徐小小铁青着脸对我说。 “怕什么？”我鼓励她，“你有仇老师的军令状，想几个好点子出来，压压她的威风！” 徐小小有志气，好几天课也听不进去，一门心思绞尽脑汁地出主意，可是都被我一一否定掉了。 比如她说：“把男生女生配成对，举行交谊舞大赛，评出最佳拍挡。” “那不行，”我说，“肖老师会气疯的。” “把男生女生彻底分开，划清界线，对歌。” “初一都搞过两次了，没劲。” “排几个小品？” “本子呢？”我说，“再说谁肯演，我就不肯。” “见死不救。”徐小小很不开心。不过更不开心的事还在后面，金铃已经在班上找了七个女生，在排练一个叫“草裙舞”的舞蹈。还在歌舞团借来了衣服请来了指导老师。我偷偷地看过她们的排练，很美，很舒服。伸手、弯腰、旋转，平日在班里并不起眼的女孩因舞蹈而出色无比，说实话，我都很想自己能是其中的一员，可我不敢说，徐小小已经够可怜的了，偏偏仇老师见她一次还问她一次：“有了好点子没有？” 让徐小小绝处逢生的是她爸爸从国外带回来的一本少儿读物，上面有童话《白雪公主》的英语版，很浅显，还配了优美的插图。徐小小在晚上十一点的时候把电话打到我家，激动无比的说：“金铃栽了！我要排一出英语童话剧《白雪公主》，我演白雪公主，你来演巫婆。找班上最调皮的八个男生演王子和七个小矮人。” 我当徐小小是痴人说梦，要说服八个男生，岂不比登山还难！所以压根没放在心上。但徐小小却成功了，除了知道李志华这个没出息的男生是被两张外国邮票收买的以外，其余七个男生是怎样上当的我就不得而知了。另外，她居然还请动了仇老师来扮演狠心的太后，接下来的事，自然是力劝我做巫婆。 徐小小动之以情晓之以理，罗列了一大通“为了友情两胁插刀”的例子，我只好傻兮兮的穿上了徐小小妈妈用一件黑色的旧裙子改制的“巫婆服”。天天在家用英语背台词，背得不知情的爸爸妈妈笑逐颜开。 那晚，我们的演出取得了巨大的成功，用“巨大”这个词来形容我觉得一点也不过份。特别是八个男生维纱维肖的表演差点让全班同学笑破了肚子，大大地淹没了“草裙舞”的光彩。在这之前，连我们自己都不相信，我们能把英语说得这么好。徐小小对我的评价是：“世界上最出色的巫婆”，让我飘飘欲仙地沮丧了好几天。后来，这个节目还代表我们年级参加了校艺术节的演出并获了奖。Of course, this is something. 梅子总是笑我不开窍，不像徐小小。其实我才不要像徐小小，开窍后就变得那么的神经兮兮，不可理喻。可是我又有些害怕，怕这样下去，我会变得越来越胆小越来越没有出息。 梅子又说我是个好女孩，好女孩按时起床按时睡觉按时上学按时做作业，还应该按时长大。 梅子说完这话就开始抽烟，淡蓝色的烟雾诉说梅子心中的不快乐。我就忧伤的想象梅子这样的人也会有不快乐，真不知道长大有什么意思。 自从徐小小成功地导演了英语童话剧《白雪公主》之后，在男生中有了很高的威信。有的男生连老师的话都不听，却偏偏听徐小小的。班花金铃和徐小小也就此成了彼此看不顺眼的死对头。金铃会笼络人心，周围有一大帮女生护着她。见徐小小和男生熟，就一起叫她“交际花”。见我和徐小小好，就一起叫我“巫婆”。