Chapter 6 Chapter 5 "You Are Yu Shouheng's Best Friend", 1998.

Kang Zhengxing The weather was still hot this morning. I was lying on the desk in the cram school, and the electric fans hanging on both sides were rattling. The chalk dust of the physics and chemistry teacher on the stage was floating in the air. The students in the audience didn’t know if they really heard it. Understand?Or do you nod to show your seriousness? Also, I really don't know who invented the purgatory of "summer tutoring"? I secretly listened to the Walkman (I just bought it after saving my pocket money for a year.) Faye Wong’s "Impetuousness" came from the earphones. I really wanted to hum along loudly, but I only dared to Overhear and secretly write down a few lines of the lyrics on the edge of the last page in the reference book.

Although it is not September sky high, but I am quite impetuous in the hot weather. I looked at the girl who was sitting in the front row. I didn’t know her, but she had long puffy hair (I suddenly remembered the famous property that my dad brought back from visiting his aunt who lived in Hsinchu the year before last.), always causing trouble It made my nose itchy and blocked my sight, so I moved it away, and she threw it back in front of me, I moved it away, and she threw it back again, I repeated this move several times. Actually, it's a lot of fun. It has a funny sense of rhythm. You can't play, it will definitely be discovered by the teacher.

but. Just play it one more time. This time with the beat of the music. "Kang Zhengxing!" "Have!" I stood up in a panic. Once the earphone cable was pulled, the Walkman that was originally hidden in the drawer fell out, hit the floor with a loud sound, and fell apart. Everyone turned their heads to stare at me. The lower battery rolled around on the floor. "What are you doing?" The teacher seemed a little angry and threw the chalk back into the groove of the blackboard. I think he thought this gesture was very cool, but it was not at all. "You teach me standing up."

Okay, I obediently stand in class. At first I wanted to get back to my senses and listen carefully, but the students in the rows behind me who blocked my view kept making disgusting clicks. So I was quite savvy, and slowly leaned my body against the wall, almost sideways. "Kang Zhengxing!" "Have!" "I asked you to stand up in class, but you stood crookedly for me?" Oh. I was worried that the teacher would misunderstand that I was playing tricks again, so I had to keep my shoulders upright, but I was also worried about the students in the last few rows, so I had to try my best to stick to the left wall from the chest down.

All in all, my body is in a pretty contorted and funny pose. All in all, the physics and chemistry class in the morning passed like this. I stuffed the reference book into my backpack, and other students passed me by, and glanced at me with a mocking look. I lowered my head, looked at the broken Walkman, and wanted to stick it with tape to see if it would work. able to heal it. Suddenly someone picked up Faye Wong's CD under my desk and handed it to me. I looked up, and it was the one just now, I don't know who it was, the girl in the front seat with long fluffy hair. "Kang Zhengxing."

"Do I know you?" "I have this album, too." Her right fingers twirled and twirled around her hair. "Oh?" "How much do you sell for your Walkman?" She switched fingers with her left hand and twirled. "Super expensive." "But my favorite song is 'I Do'." She was twirling her fingers. "Oh." I couldn't understand her logic, and I really couldn't find something to talk to. "What to eat?" "what?" "What do you want for lunch?" "I haven't thought of it yet."

"Do you know 'Laibeard'?" "Who?" "Lai beard." "do not know." "Snacks." "Oh." "Laihuzi's rice noodle soup is super delicious." "Oh" "Let's go." "what?" This girl, whom I don't know, grabbed my hand and asked me to meet another "Laihuzi" whom I didn't even know. Go left from the cram school building, pass two intersections, and turn into the alley from the grocery store. She seems to be completely unafraid of other people's strange eyes, and leads me around, through the path next to the small park, into a dead-end alley.

Sure enough, there was a shop with a signboard in the A-word at the entrance of the shop. The brush characters painted with red paint were indeed written: "Lai Huzi's rice noodle soup is super delicious." Exclamation points, exclamation points, exclamation points. It looks old and dirty. I followed her into the dark shop. In this small shop without any menu, the owner brought out two bowls of rice noodle soup from an unknown corner of the kitchen and placed them in front of us. I suddenly realized how unnatural it was all, I was forced to sit in this mysterious horror snack bar, eating this bowl of rice noodle soup on the table that I didn't even have an appetite for, and seeing this girl in front of me that I couldn't even pronounce her name , After she took a sip of the soup, she smiled at him.

I must have seen this kind of look somewhere, um, this familiar look. correct. It is clearly in "Huan? Zhu? Ge? Ge", the way "Ziwei" looks at "Erkang". No way? "You...why did you ask me to eat rice noodle soup?" I summoned up my courage and blurted out to ask. She just turned her head away shyly. "You're his good friend?" she said. "what?" "You are." "I'm?" "You are." "What is it?" "You are his good friend." "I'm not." "You are Yu Shouheng's best friend."

She covered her cheeks, and from this angle, her eyes seemed familiar, not just in "Huan Zhu Ge Ge". Yes, that's right, this girl, the one I used to hide behind the tree next to the playground when I was in the interschool basketball game with Yu Shouheng. Two, we were buying drinks from the welfare agency with Yu Shouheng, and when we passed the toilet, there seemed to be a gust of wind, and a mysterious look looked at us. Three, when we were cleaning time and walked to the back door of the school to collect the garbage, I also realized that there was always a girl carrying a bucket behind me.

It's all this familiar look, and every time, it's with Yu Yu. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt relieved, but also a little inexplicably lonely. But why am I lonely? It’s like, well, you don’t really like Porter at all, but if someone handed you a bag of Porter, you’d still want to stick your hand in it. No, it doesn't seem to mean that. never mind. "Kang Zhengxing, fall in love." who?who?who is it? Behind us, there is a strange guy with a mask on his face, and a red-colored kitchen apron hanging from his tall body, the one with lace, the one with lace, huh?There was also a drawing of a white puppy smudged into a zebra by grease, with a head that looked like a Labrador, but with long hair like a golden retriever. He held a mop in one hand, and two red and white rotten water bags in the other, and stepped on his feet with blue and white slippers. "Do I know you?" I said. "You know him?" she said. The man ripped off the mask. "Yu Shouheng?" The girl I didn't know at all was screaming. Yu Shouheng?Yu Shouheng?How could it be him?Point is, he's wearing that lace apron. Actually, it's pretty funny. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I'm here to work. This store is opened by my father's brother's nephew." "So you came here to work, and Lai Huzi is your father's brother's nephew." The girl I didn't know repeated what Yu Shouheng said. "Then what are you doing here?" he said. "Yeah, so what are you doing here?" she said. "Why do you keep talking like I do?" he said. "I haven't been talking like you," she said. "Who is she?" he said. "I'm..." she said, her fingers starting to run around the ends of her hair again. "Forget it, just hold it for me," he said. "Okay," she said. "Let's go," he said. "Okay," she said. "It's not you, it's you." He pointed at me. Finally, after they finished talking on their own, Yu Shouheng threw the mop and the two bags in his hand to the girl I didn't know, took off his pink apron and threw it on the table, took my hand and walked out . "I'm getting paid today, let's go get some ice." "But that girl?" "I do not know her." "I don't know either." "Then let's eat ice cream." "OK." Then it was like we had never met that girl before. Although, in some corner, I will occasionally see familiar eyes like hers.