Chapter 17 Section five

The monthly exam in Tianzhong finally started after more than two months of school. For this exam, I have been taking it easy.In fact, compared with some hard-working girls in the class, I am not very hardworking. I just spend the time that some girls spend thinking about love and male stars and the time of chatting and eating snacks after school. I never stay up late or get up early to study hard.Live the law and feel calm. Maybe these are my magic weapons for winning-I actually got the first place in the whole grade. It is also because of this that my "No. 1" made me jump from the most ordinary student in the class to the "star" that everyone pays attention to, and everyone started to look at me with different eyes after breaking their glasses.On the day when Lao Shuang announced the results, Yan Shushu let out a series of tsk-tsk praises: "Ma Zhuo Ma Zhuo Ma Zhuo, can you tell me, what is your brain made of?"

"Coincidentally," I said. Although I am happy, I really don't feel that there is anything to be proud of.Because from the fifth grade of elementary school, it has been commonplace for me to take the first exam. "Deadly modest!" Yan Shushu scolded me, and after scolding, she said: "I don't care, I will copy what I don't understand in the next exam, hehehe." While we were talking, Xiao Zhe who was sitting at the front table suddenly turned his head and stared at me motionlessly. I was quite uncomfortable being looked at by him, so I buried my head.

Yan Shushu asked quickly: "Hey, student Xiao Zhe, what are you looking at? Are you very unconvinced by the loss?" Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhe ignored her, but still looked at me intently and said, "Ma Zhuo, I want to ask you a question." After finishing speaking, Xiao Zhe threw a large exercise book with at least 300 pages on my desk, pointed to a black question that was almost smeared with a pencil, and asked me: "Can you think about this question? I have never been I understand very well." I looked at the question stupidly, not knowing what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd.

I took the book, and when I stared at the topic passively, he spoke again: "Student Ma Zhuo, what reference books do you usually read?" "It's nothing." I raised my head and answered him slowly. "Student Ma Zhuo, you don't need to be so conservative, do you?" He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, took his brick book away, and dropped it on his seat with a bang, which made me dumbfounded. I have heard Yan Shushu say that Xiao Zhe is one of the four geniuses in Tianzhong Junior High School.Usually taciturn, because Yue Fei was inspired, he found a tattoo artist and asked to have the words "Tsinghua University and Peking University" tattooed on his back, which caused an uproar in the whole school.He who didn't get the first place in the whole grade this time seems to have a problem with me.

But Yan Shushu has a different opinion on this - "He's taken a fancy to you!" She pointed at Xiao Zhe's back, opened her mouth wide and mouthed these five characters to me. "He and I are classmates in junior high school. I guarantee with my personality that you are the first girl he talked to. In the three years of junior high school, no more than five people and no more than zero girls have spoken to him." She spoke eloquently. to sum up. It's a pity that I've never caught a cold when it comes to falling in love, and I'm even less cold when it comes to outstanding boys.In addition to surpassing them, I have never had any other thoughts in my heart.

Just one week after the monthly exam, it is time for the monthly vacation.Anan stood in front of a minivan early that day and waited for me.As soon as he saw me coming out, he hurried forward and helped me carry all the things there. "Are you tired?" He asked earnestly, "Have you been suffocated after staying in school for so long?" "It's okay." I answered him.He knew that I was not a girl who liked to run around, but he was still worried that I would not be used to being restrained elsewhere, and my heart moved slightly. I wrapped the gift for him and put it in my backpack, and I carried it generously behind my back, so I don't have to worry about him finding out.I want to give him a surprise, for sure.

Yan Shushu rode a bicycle and rushed out of the school.She waved her hand and called my name: "Ma Zhuo! Dad's car is here to pick me up, so happy! Happy holidays!" I also waved goodbye to her, Anan smiled and asked me: "Good friend?" I know that he understands my character, and he will inevitably worry that I will be lonely when I am away from home.If I had a friend, he would feel much better. So I nodded somewhat against my will.In fact, it's not that Yan Shushu is not good enough, she is good enough to me, but I always have an inexplicable rejection of the word "good friend". Sad about it.

Just as we were getting into the car, I suddenly heard someone calling my name from behind: "Ma Zhuo!" I turned around, and it turned out to be Shuang Laoban. I quickly introduced: "Dad, this is our head teacher, Teacher Shuang." "Oh, hello, Mr. Ma." Lao Shuang immediately stretched out his hand, and he said to Anan: "You have given birth to a good girl! You are the first in the whole grade in this exam! Your face is too long." "Really?" Anan agreed with a smile, and looked at me approvingly.Growing up, more than one teacher thought his surname was Ma.He never argued.

"That's great, that's great." Anan rubbed his hands and said to Lao Shuang, "When will the teacher be free, come to my house?" "Okay!" Lao Shuang replied briskly, and then rode his bicycle away. I guess he must have been overjoyed. Looking at Lao Shuang's back, he said something that almost made me faint: "Your teacher is very handsome, there must be many girls who like it." I gave him a white look, and he smiled and carried Chexi into the car for me. When I returned home from the first monthly vacation, I was treated like a college student returning from overseas. Grandma and Anan were busy with a large table of dishes, and they kept letting me eat and eat, just like I was in school. I was starved for two whole months.

He was very happy. He poured some wine by himself and drank it by himself. Even when the neighbors came to visit, he couldn't help but report to others: "Our Ma Zhuo got the first place in the whole grade in this monthly exam. Isn't that right?" Great?" He has always been a humble person, but he is really proud of me and never hides it. After dinner, night had fallen, and he sang while helping grandma wash the dishes.He never hums the tune if he is not very happy.I found out later that this is an old song called "Unforgettable". His voice is still the same as it was seven years ago, with only a little vicissitudes added.I don't know if he still remembers his mood when he sang seven years ago?

After dinner, I went back to my hut.Nothing has changed in the house. It can be seen that in order to welcome my return, grandma cleaned up specially, and the small mirror on my desk was polished by her.I looked at myself in the mirror and saw something of her in the eyebrows and eyes.For some reason, I turned the mirror upside down and threw it on the table. The autumn night was already a bit chilly, I took out the shoes for Anan from my backpack, picked them up gently, and knocked on his door. He was doing accounts, the computer flickering on behind him. "Ma Zhuo, what's the matter?" He opened the door, took off his new glasses and asked me. I squatted down and put my shoes at the door. He looked at it in amazement and said, "For me?" I nodded and said with my hands behind my back, "Forty years old, a birthday present." "Oh." He raised his head and thought for a while, "It seems to be coming soon." After speaking, he buried his body, picked up the shoes with both hands, went back to the room and sat down on his rocking chair, looked at the shoes carefully, and slowly spread a smile on his face.I followed him in, and we didn't speak at that moment. Seeing his smile, my heart seemed to be filled with a pot of water suddenly, and it was about to overturn everything. "Are you saving on food and drink?" He put down his shoes and asked with a straight face. "No." I said, "Try it, does it fit?" "Don't buy me anything in the future." He muttered, but he quickly took off his slippers and put his feet in them. "Nice." I said. He happily paced back and forth for a few steps, looked up to the sky and giggled a few times, then sat down quickly and put on his slippers. "Why aren't you wearing it?" I asked. "It's so new, save it for later." He carefully put the pair of shoes into the shoe box, and even reached out to stroke the upper.Although there is no dust. "She asked me to buy it for you." I said softly. He raised his head and said in surprise, "Who?" "Mom," I said, "I dreamed of her one night. She said she wanted me to buy you a pair of shoes because your fortieth birthday was coming up." "Did you really dream about her?" he asked. I nodded emphatically. "Is she still so beautiful?" He asked softly, as if he suddenly realized his stupidity after asking, he didn't look at me.Instead, he put the pair of shoes that had just been put away on his knees again, opened the lid of the box, rubbed his fingers on it, and said in a low voice: "She should be relieved when she sees that you are so promising now." After saying this, he suddenly couldn't help himself, covered his face, and cried. For the first time in seven years, we're talking about her again.On this sad autumn night suitable for memories, Anan, who drank wine, wept as she did when she left us. That was the first time I saw him cry after seven years.I really know that he has never forgotten her. I approached him and put my hand on his shoulder.I want to tell him with the heat of my palm that she and his daughter—me, will always be together with him, and will never be separated. For a long time, I couldn't understand a man's sadness, until many years later, when I watched the old movie called "Leslie Cheung", I heard Leslie Cheung sing quietly: "I only hope for each other, but I regret everything in the world; getting old and youthful, When the fire of love has not diminished and the human face has mutated", he couldn't help crying, and only then did he understand his heart that had been frozen for most of his life. Back in my room that night, I couldn't fall asleep until midnight.There are a lot of villains flying in my mind, which makes it difficult for me to close my eyes.I recalled everything that happened from the beginning of school to the present, but the more I recalled it, the more unpleasant it became. A strange restlessness grew in my heart, and I couldn't explain it clearly. I really want to know, what happened to me? Is this the taste of growing up, so sour and so painful but also with a hint of sweet awakening, what kind of mentality should I use to welcome those future days where I don’t know what stories will happen?