Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen Across a Pot of Jasmine

The parents' symposium was scheduled to be held at 2:30 in the afternoon. After lunch, Zhu Zhu brought a few class committee members to hustle in the classroom, hanging up banners, doing cleaning, and placing grade books on each seat.They also made a watch, ready to pay the tuition and miscellaneous fees for the next semester in advance.Tuition and miscellaneous fees are deposited in the bank, which can generate a sum of interest for Principal Jiang like lice.Zhu Zhu also held a large stack of lists in his hand, with some strange handwriting printed on them, saying that they should be distributed to certain parents in a targeted manner.Eva once said that Song Xiaodou is a born terrorist, but it is a pity that she cannot join the Middle East or South America. She cannot be a red terrorist, so she has to create a terrorist atmosphere in the first class of the second year of high school.And poor Zhu Zhu, she also looks like a big shot, except for the stack of lists, she still has pink chalk in her hand, and flicks her bangs with the chalk-tipped fingers from time to time.The lush green paulownia trees stretched out their branches to the window sills. The sunlight fell on the thick leaves, and then trickled into the classroom, and reflected on Zhu Zhu's pretty face, which looked particularly cool.

Seeing me rushing into the classroom suddenly, Zhu Zhu moaned a little, with a strange expression on his face. Zhu Zhu seemed to have not seen me for many years, her face was full of surprise, hesitation, and inquiries... Finally she walked up to me, and she said, Fengzi, are you here to see me?Zhu Zhu's nose and eye sockets were stained with pink chalk dust, which made her eyes look a little red. She said, don't you run away with Bao Jingsheng? Like Eva, I bent my index finger into a hook and scratched her nose.I said, who am I going to run with, I am going to run with you.I came to see Zhu Zhu, and I also came to see the monitor.My dad can't come, so I will come.I'll help you do things, you help me prevaricate Song Xiaodou, okay?

Zhu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, she said, so it was like this.Your dad is going to direct military exercises, isn't he?Will he be a general forever, or just until today? What do you mean, I acted angry, but I felt a little guilty.I said, do you think I'm lying? Zhu Zhu completely returned to the original Zhu Zhu, she smiled, what does it matter if she lies or not?Go find a tablecloth and wipe all the tables and chairs. I am patiently doing the tasks Zhu Zhu entrusted to me.I changed seven buckets of water and wiped thirty desks, a podium and thirty benches.After careful wiping, the wood with peeling paint showed the color of wood, old but emitting a warm glow.My hands were soaked red from the cold water, and when the water soaked into the cracks in the bones, it was like the north wind passing through my body, and it became hot instead.Now if there is anything I can do, I can do it very well.Finally, I wrung out the water on the tablecloth until there was no drop left, shook it a few times, and hung it on a wire behind the door to dry.Zhu Zhu was writing "Welcome to Paozhong" in both Chinese and English on the blackboard, when she heard a popping sound, but she didn't even turn her head, and told me to go to the flower garden and come back with a pot of flowers.In order to make the parent-teacher meeting an atmosphere, Principal Jiang specially requested to beautify the classroom and place potted flowers on the podium.

You won’t believe it, but I’ve been studying in Paozhong for four or five years. I only know that the flower garden is behind the principal’s small building, but I’ve never been there.Once Eva wrote in "Great Impressions" that the flower garden was once haunted in the middle of the night. There was a female ghost floating up and down like a piece of white paper, and she was babbling and crying. He fired a cannon, maybe a firecracker, and the surroundings calmed down.The next morning, the patrolling greyhound found that there was really a piece of white paper pasted on the fence of the flower garden, reading something like a notice, but unfortunately there was no word on it.No one took Eva's tricks seriously, only poor Taotao asked her in a daze, was it true or not?Eva shot him a provocative glance, she said, magic realism, who cares if he's real or not.

At that time, Tao Tao hadn't pierced Eva's heart like a knife. When I walked to the fence of the flower garden, I saw the image of Eva waving to me at the end by the river. Her smile was deep in her heart. You know, she was probably saying, I bring all the secrets with me. gone.Yeah, Eva brought all the secrets with her.I looked at the fence wall that was close at hand. The fence wall was covered with dark green geckos. Not to mention a piece of white paper, I couldn't even see a bamboo pole.The gecko covered the fence and the principal's building, which made them blend together, one stretched out from the other, with undulations and areas.I looked back at the small building and the window above the small building. The windows looked like the eyes of Principal Jiang buried under his thick eyebrows.

Several students are already carrying the flower pots, and many students are coming one after another.I also followed them inward.But a woman stopped me, she said, hey, you stop.At first I didn't think it was calling me, and I was still walking, the ground was very wet, and the flowerbed was emitting a very choking grassy smell.But the voice raised her voice, she said, calling for you, you girl! I turned my face and saw that it was Director Ren standing by the fence gate.The memory left by the former director was standing on the edge of the seat and looking down at me sternly, but now I am looking down at her, and I find that I am actually much taller than her, and even her broad chin is so dry and boring.You say it's strange, I grew taller so suddenly, and seeing that I was already looking down on Director Ren, this discovery made my heart beat and uneasy.I buried my head, making my back look a bit hunched, and I said, Hello Director Ren, are you calling me?

Director Ren smiled, you've learned to be good, Director Ren said, you have learned to be good, you don't look like you anymore, look, I know it's you, and I can't say your name all of a sudden.I like you a little bit now, you know, I am a person who remembers love. I was a little dazed, and I said, why does Director Ren remember me, and you don't owe me anything. Director Ren said oh, and she said, you are more likable than I imagined, I read it right.If you are not He Feng,—oh, I remember your name now—if you are not He Feng, you have already been expelled, why are you still staying at the school for inspection?

That's right, I get it.I looked at Director Ren, she was smiling kindly at me, the sun shone on her dark hair, like wearing a shiny beret.I said, thank you Director Ren, you left me a way out.Then, what about Bao Jingsheng? Director Ren was still smiling, and she said, when did you not keep an open mind?I thought you were really mature, only to realize that when your hair grows, your knowledge becomes short.When Bao Jingsheng was in school, the school supervised him, and after he left school, the law governed him.Director Ren stretched out her hand and drew a circle in the afternoon sun, drawing in the students who came in and out carrying the flower pots, poor me, the small building and the shadows, she said, all of them, All things are not alone.you know, huh?

Oh, now you are convinced. Paozhong is Paozhong. The leaders of Paozhong have such a style. They can be hard and soft, and they speak with human touch and a sense of majesty. That specious adage.Otherwise, how can they be the leaders in the bubble?I said, Director Ren, what if Bao Jingsheng insists on coming to school? But Director Ren didn't seem to hear me. She said, girls still look good with long hair. Girls, what do you need such long knowledge for?After speaking, Director Ren walked away towards the fence gate, walking step by step into the shadow of the principal's small building.

I stood there in a daze for a long time, and I felt the heat on my back.The sun was originally shining on my face and chest, but now it was like another sun was pressing against my back, and sweat dripped quietly from inside my clothes.I turned around and saw Bao Jingsheng standing next to me.His appearance surprised me, he had a big bald head cut, the blue scalp was faintly visible under the dregs of the hair, his head was like a fermented steamed bun, it suddenly became ten times bigger, and his breath was blowing hot wind Pea-sized beads of sweat hung on his forehead, under his eyelids, and on both sides of his nose, and his hippopotamus-like mouth was like a sewer cover, blowing out hot air one after another.I said, are you still here?

He said, let me help you hold the flowerpot. I was speechless for a while, what did I say, Bao Jingsheng's expression was a kind of slack, which was the slack of throwing everything out, which was different from his usual indifference.He wiped the sweaty bean on his face with the back of his hand like a cattail fan, and then fanned the wind with his palm like a cattail fan. He said, I'm here to hold a parent-teacher meeting, and Zhu Zhu said you are holding a flower pot here. I said, what kind of parents' meeting are you holding? Don't you just receive a notice of expulsion from school?You really want that piece of paper, I can get it for you... you go. Bao Jingsheng shook his head. He said, fuck, I'm here to hold a parent-teacher meeting. I looked at Bao Jingsheng under the noon sun, and suddenly felt that he really looked like a Beijinger.Of course, it is the kind of Beijinger in the movie, stuffy, single-minded, stupid, and the retroflex is spinning in the mouth, but it just can't come out.I know he is really stupid, I have nothing to say.Although he was expelled, he can still hold today's parent meeting, right? I said, you hug it, hug the biggest pot. The biggest flower in that pot was jasmine, and the diameter of the flower pot was as big as a tabletop. Bao Jingsheng hugged it twice before picking it up, which showed its heaviness and Bao Jingsheng's brute force.I carried a small pot of roses and walked ahead, I wanted to use the small pot in my hand to set off the big pot in his arms.At that time, I didn't know that there was such a thing as taking credit for merit, but I already knew that by doing this, I would be creating an opportunity for Bao Jingsheng to pay for crime. When I walked to the door of the classroom, I saw several parents leaning against the railing to smoke and read newspapers, and a mother with a haggard face and dry hair was yelling at the mobile phone, I will come at 3:30!I will come at half past three!I said I'd be here at 3:30 the fuck! Song Xiaodou stood at the door in a sky blue dress, like a stewardess standing on the hatch of a Boeing 747 to welcome passengers, with a cheerful smile on her face.Her single braid was tied up in a bodhisattva bun at the back of her head, and her hands were crossed on her belly. I admit, I have never seen her so radiant.On her left and right, stood Zhu Zhu, the class monitor, and Tao Tao, who was nothing.It was an afternoon in May, the cicadas were singing melodiously on the paulownia tree, and the wind blowing through the leaves was heating up, but Taotao still had the marine boots I bought for him on his feet, and a pair of finger-sticking gloves on his hands. Leather gloves, and a new Adidas schoolbag on his back, which is heavy, and I don't know what the hell is in it.He stood beside Song Xiaodou with his hands down, like a melancholy official of etiquette.Poor Zhu Zhu had a timid expression, and Song Xiaodou reached out to brush her bangs from time to time.She looks like a small animal, she just wants to hide away, but there is nowhere to hide. I looked at Song Xiaodou and smiled, and walked straight into the classroom.Song Xiaodou stopped me, she said, is it the rose, so beautiful.She motioned me to raise the flower a bit, she sniffed it with her nose, she said, the rose has no fragrance, right?She smiled restrainedly, but there were still slight wrinkles at the corners of her mouth and eyes. She muttered something in English and said, water the flowers again, water them like dew, okay?I nodded, but I found that she didn't seem to be talking to me, her voice was a little snarky, she wouldn't be snarky at me, would she?I still nodded, Miss Song, I said, I'll go and water it. There were also some parents sitting sparsely in the classroom. Everyone was rubbing their skins, and they were all buried in the grade book, looking and reading, flipping and flipping, even a sparrow in the grade book was cooked.All of them had no expressions on their faces, which made the supposedly stuffy classroom seem deserted with the air conditioner turned on.I put the rose on the podium, turned around, but found that Bao Jingsheng did not follow. Tao Tao stretched out his hand to stop him. Tao Tao said, put the flowers down, thank you. Bao Jingsheng smiled and said, buddy, thank you, how can I thank you?How about this, you send it in for me, and I will watch the door for you.As Bao Jingsheng said, he put the flowerpot down on the ground and freed up both hands.His hands were wet, his whole body was wet, and the sweat drenched him like rain.From a few steps away, I could feel his whole body burning like a furnace.Bao Jingsheng turned his head to look at Song Xiaodou, his eyes were full of humility and obedience like a traitor's dog's leg.He said, Misi Song, my uncle and aunt have to deduct their wages if they don’t go to work.Do you say yes? Song Xiaodou smiled wanly, her smile was exactly the same as Zhu Zhu's, the only difference was that she had shallow wrinkles, which contained indifference and arrogance.She said, what if I say no? Bao Jingsheng was still rubbing his big hands, even if a cattail fan was rubbed like this, it would become a Beijing pancake.He said, you won't push me like that, Misi Song, will you? Song Xiaodou was still smiling, she said, I'm not forcing you. Bao Jingsheng put his hands down to the seam of his trousers, like an etiquette officer like Tao Tao. He said, all things are my fault, and I should bear it alone. It has nothing to do with you. It has nothing to do with my uncle and aunt, and it has nothing to do with my parents. If I don’t go to school, it’s nothing. Bao Jingsheng lives like a dog, but my parents can’t live like that.You give them a way out, Miss Song! Song Xiaodou muttered "摇Si" in English, but she was shaking her head gracefully from side to side.I have never understood, where is the use of "Yasi" to be regarded as fucking agreeing or denying?I leaned against the podium and glanced at Bao Jingsheng. Bao Jingsheng and Song Xiaodou were separated by the pot of jasmine flowers as big as the tabletop, and also separated by the bone-sweet fragrance of jasmine flowers.In this fragrant distance, Bao Jingsheng lowered his blue head, bent his waist, and bowed ninety degrees to Song Xiaodou. But Tao Tao stretched out a hand to support Bao Jingsheng's chin, and he couldn't bow completely.