I wait for you to see through the scenery

"Everyone is assembled!... Stand up, everyone stand up!"

"Why? This is, let me tell you, just your small movements, every move, every move, every nose touch, every mouth smack, the audience in the audience can see it very clearly!"

"Come on, the third row goes up first, and then the second row... What are you talking about in the first row, wait a moment!!"

It was another Saturday, and on the playground of the primary school attached to the machine tool factory, a few boys were playing football sporadically.And right in front of the playground, in front of the rostrum, the children of the choir were walking the ceremony and lined up for rehearsal.

Hearing his voice before seeing him, Zhou Yuan watched from afar, and recognized the crisp, bright voice.Moreover, the female vocal teacher was full of breath, and the whole school could hear the movement on the playground.

The uncle at the gate saw it and asked, "What do you do?"

Zhou Yao nodded and smiled: "Master, I came back to school to see the teacher."

"Oh...to see the teacher." The uncle looked at his attire, "Go in."

"Master, I know you." Zhou Yao smiled, "You don't know me anymore!"

The boy's height increased rapidly after he entered middle school, and he looked like an adult in a blink of an eye. The janitor of their elementary school has not changed, he is still the same old man, but he really doesn't know Zhou Yao anymore.

The plaque at the small gate attached to the machine tool factory has been changed, from a wooden plaque with black letters on a white background to a large gold-plated signboard, shining golden.Sure enough, it keeps pace with the times, and maintains the same taste as the shop signs around it, which is earthy and earthy.

It seems that the playground has also been expanded, and it has been enlarged by a circle. Ouch, it’s not easy. Now that we do winter long-distance running, we don’t need to go out of the school to run around the residential area, right?Zhou Yao looked at the playground and smiled, thinking of the old days when he was a bunch of idiots.

Zhou Yao walked slowly.

Some children have already started to look at him, starting from the junior brothers and sisters in the third row of the choir, squinting at him.Is the third row standing high enough to see the farthest, not to mention how conspicuous Zhou Yao is poked in the campus.

Then the second row, also began to look at him.

When the children in the first row and the lead singer turned their faces to look at him, the music teacher who organized the rehearsal finally exploded: "What are you looking at?!"

Teacher Zhou's voice and temper have not changed at all, they are still the same.

Teacher Zhou turned around abruptly, her thick eyebrows and big eyes were exquisitely made up, and there was a burst of anger in her eyes, ready to piss someone off.His eyes stopped on Zhou Yao's body and face, and he was stunned. Then he looked at the height and appearance, and Teacher Zhou hesitated: "You are the one..."

Zhou Yao said softly, "Teacher Zhou Ling."

Teacher Zhou Ling should have recognized it. At that moment, countless rays of light flashed across his eyes, which changed into many colors, and finally turned into a very warm tone. He was surprised and moved: "You are Zhou Yao, right?!"

Zhou Yao nodded again and bowed: "Well, I'm back in Beijing, and I'll come to see you."

Teacher Zhou came over and put his arms around his shoulders. He was very excited, and looked up and down: "It's so tall...so nice, so handsome, boy!"

So Zhou Yao revisited his old dreams, watched the rehearsal training of the children in the choir, and gave some pointers by the way.

"This is a former senior student in our school." Zhou Lingte happily introduced to the children, "You should call senior brother, senior brother, senior brother Zhou Yao! Sing well today, don't make a fool of me. ..."

Alright, a group of brats can blatantly watch this time, staring at Senior Brother Zhou Yao, because it looks good.

Is it summer vacation? Zhou Yao wore a white shirt that day, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows.The lower body is a pair of jeans cut in half, exposing the knees and slender calves.

"Brother, why do your trousers seem torn at the hem, and there are still threads hanging?" the little girl asked.

"Oh, because I cut it myself, the trouser legs turned out to be even more torn, so I cut them into half trousers with two cuts!" Zhou Yao said with a smile.

The girls laughed, then shy again, and secretly watched.At this age, everyone worships the image of a campus male god in white, and Zhou Yao fits this image very well.

"A senior brother came to our place two days ago." Another girl said crisply, "He also taught us how to sing. Can you sing?"

"I'm not very good at singing, and my voice has changed a long time ago, and I can't sing anymore." Zhou Yao laughed at himself, his voice was rough, and then suddenly put away his smile, "Which senior brother came to teach you how to sing?"

The little girl couldn't remember the name, looked at each other, laughed and said, "He is also a handsome brother."

The little girls looked to their teacher for help.

"Yes." Zhou Ling's eyes lit up, "I just came here a few days ago, and that's the only one who knows you, Qu Jia."

Zhou Yao: "..."

"It's the boy who was close to you before." Teacher Zhou thought Zhou Yao couldn't remember his name, "So it's called Chen Jia."

With his lower lip half in his mouth, Zhou Yao nodded, "I know, I remember."

More than just remembering.

Zhou Yao smiled again: "A person like him also came to see the teacher?"

"What's the matter, he didn't come to see the teacher." Zhou Ling saw that she was quite familiar with Qu Jia, and hummed, "I invited him here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to invite him."

Zhou Yao said, "Is he still singing?"

"He can sing very well!" Zhou Ling said, "I just asked him to come over and help the children in our choir to tutor and lead them to sing. The children are very happy to see an outsider."

Zhou Yao: "Oh..."

Zhou Ling then asked him to help take a group photo, and ran to the team to make big red flowers.Brother Zhou Yao acted as a human tripod again, raising his camera to take a group photo for the choir.Every little junior sister and junior junior brother smiled brightly, and they were all very lively and lovely.

Their teacher, Zhou Ling, is still beautiful and knows how to dress up. She wears a milky white silk lace shirt, a bright long skirt with a wide swing, and high heels.The silk blouse half reveals the traces of underwear inside, and the figure is very plump. Zhou Yao glanced at it and quickly turned his eyes away.

Now that he understands people and things, he has matured, and he has long passed the age of talking about female teachers in private.Moreover, at this age, I think too much, and I know "ashamed" about some things, and I want to hide it in my mind so that I can't say it.

"Mr. Zhou, why didn't you take a picture of our choir before?" Zhou Yao suddenly said.

"I took photos for you, you all have them." Zhou Ling said.

"I haven't seen a single photo." Zhou Yao said.

"Your teacher Zou has it. I gave it to her. You can go to her!" Zhou Ling said cheerfully.

Teacher Zhou took Zhou Yao into the teaching building, went to the teacher's office, and finally saw his former class teacher Zou Ping again.

Zou Ping is still in charge of the fifth and sixth grade graduating classes. She is very tired and often gets angry. After a few years, she can see that the wrinkles around her eyes have increased.As soon as Zhou Yao stepped into the office, he was quite tall, which made the door frame and ceiling of their elementary school office look short, and all the teachers' eyes lit up and they were all excited.

Zhou Yao bowed respectfully to each teacher and said hello, smiling very handsomely.

"This is Zhou Yao, the student I mentioned to you." Zou Ping kept introducing to other teachers around him, showing off, "A very good student, but unfortunately he transferred later."

"Well, it looks good at first glance, very handsome, young man!" The other teachers said.

"Yes, I used to like him very much." Teacher Zou Ping said without hesitation.

Zhou Yao felt embarrassed, and wiped his face with a "haha".

"Hey, have you got your household registration back? What about in the future?" Teacher Zou asked.

"It's done." Zhou Yao reported with his chest up, "He's a Beijinger."

"That's great." Teacher Zou was heartily relieved, "Is there any problem with your student status?"

"It should be all done." Zhou Yao said with a smile, "In the future, there is no need to pay the borrowing fee."

"Which school do I go to in high school?" Sure enough, it's a teacher's problem, so I just stare at these questions.

"It's near here, Chaoyang No. [-] Middle School." Zhou Yao replied.

"Oh, No. [-] Middle School..." Teacher Zou's eyes flashed with regret and dissatisfaction. I think you should be able to enter No. [-] High School."

"No. [-] Middle School really can't get in." Zhou Yao said, "It's not easy to transfer to another school."

Zou Ping nodded with regret.No. [-] Middle School is one of the best key schools in Chaoyang District.If Zhou Yao stayed in Beijing and took the exams step by step, he would definitely be able to enter No. [-] Middle School and be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future.

Zou Ping ordered a lunch for Zhou Yao from the cafeteria on the way, and ordered a double portion of roasted pork with potatoes: "Is it enough for you?"

"This will be enough." Zhou Yao said, "Teacher, I may eat it!"

"No wonder you can grow so tall, it's great." Teacher Zou seemed to be looking at his own child.

A group of teachers held their rice bowls and chatted enthusiastically in the office, nibbling on the Northeast peanuts and melon seeds brought by Zhou Yao, recalling some things from the past few years.It is said that the girl Teng Ying is studying very well, and it is said that the grades in the high school entrance examination are also good, and she came back to see the teacher; said that Zhai Xiaobing's father is in the construction engineering team, and he has suddenly developed in the past few years. The expansion of our school playground was finally contracted. They joined the engineering team, and this guy drove a car. Zhai Xiaobing didn't study hard after that.Hey, people nowadays, as long as they can make a fortune, what else do they study?Intellectuals in public institutions are not so popular anymore, and those who dare to quit their jobs and go to sea to do business are the best.

"It's better that you are like this. Although you have tossed and turned, you are steadfast and go to school step by step." Zou Ping looked at Zhou Yao.

"And the young man looks really good, handsome." Another teacher said.

"That's for sure," Zhou Ling said, "In the past, Zhou Yao was the most handsome in their class!"

"I'm the most handsome, Mr. Zhou!" Zhou Yao felt shabby and laughed.

"It's you!" Zhou Ling also smiled and insisted.

"I also said, I used to think that among the boys in our class, Zhou Yao was the prettiest one." Zou Ping concluded.

"Mr. Zou, why haven't you praised me before!" Zhou Yao covered his face.

"Of course, you were still in my class before, how can I praise you casually? Is it so proud of you?" Teacher Zou looked at him very old-fashionedly, "Now that you have graduated, you are all grown-ups. Yes, we can praise you as much as we want."

"Oh, I'm so proud that you're blushing, you're such a young man!" Zhou Ling laughed boldly.

A group of female teachers in the office talked to each other, Zhou Yao was really blushed, turned around and wanted to run away...

While a group of teachers were chatting and reminiscing about the old days, Zhou Yao conveniently helped his teacher Zou sort out the Chinese test papers of the two classes, and sorted them out according to the grades from high to low. Wrong!Sure enough, he was used to being a class cadre doing odd jobs for the teacher since he was a child.When I was a child in the class, Zhou Yao didn’t take tests such as writing words on the board. He wrote the questions on the blackboard for the teacher, and the teacher would sit and rest there. .

"Teacher Zou, let me ask you something," Zhou Yao found an opportunity to whisper to Zou Ping, "Has Qu Jia been to school a few days ago?"

"Oh, yes, he has been here." Zou Ping said, "Ms. Zhou asked him to lead the students to sing in the chorus."

"Well... I went to Nanyingfang Hutong later, why didn't I find him." Zhou Yao lowered his head and flipped through the textbooks on Teacher Zou's desk.

"Moved, probably." Zou Ping said.

"Do you know where you moved?" Zhou Yao raised his head quickly.

"Yo, I really don't know about that." Zou Ping said.

Zhou Yao continued to turn over the book with his head down, disappointment and loss flashed across his eyes, but he tried not to show his emotions on his face, so that the teacher could see it.He pushed the book back, and a small colored photo appeared under the glass: "..."

In the photo are two teenagers in red and white trousers. They just won the trophy in the chorus competition of the Children's Palace in the district, and they are still wearing makeup.Both of them were in good spirits, youthful, and both were smiling.

Now it looks like she was fat at that time, with a face full of tender baby fat.

Zhou Yao is not so white now, his face has gradually become thin and long. He has been exposed to the wind and sun on the court all year round, and his skin color has also left traces. It is a man's temperament.

"Hey, isn't this the two of you back then?" Zhou Ling said.

"Back then you even painted our red lips!" Zhou Yao laughed.

"Well, I've kept this photo all the time, and I think you two brothers take very good photos." Zou Ping sighed, her eyes suddenly became moist, and she suddenly choked up, and stopped talking.Maybe it was because of an emergency rescue in the small alley of the South Camp. Someone was caught in gas, and someone went to save them. Fortunately, they arrived in time. I was really worried about these brats... But she didn't mention it, and neither did Zhou Ling. .

Zhou Yao stared at the old group photo, staring at it silently, but couldn't ask Teacher Zou to dig out the photo from under the glass plate and give it to him.

……

Unable to find out the address of the move, I felt a little disappointed in my heart. Zhou Yao got up to leave, but at this time another group of teachers came.

The primary school campus is only this big, and there are only so many people.

A vigorous male teacher came in, wearing a dark sportswear, sneakers, and a whistle on his chest. It looked like he was teaching physical education.

Zhou Ling introduced him: "This is our school's new physical education teacher, Mr. Zang Haifeng."

"I saw a male teacher!" Zhou Yao said with a smile, "We used to be taught by female teachers in physical education."

"Your student?" Teacher Zang looked him over.

"Zhou Yao, the top student that Mr. Zou taught before, is amazing." Zhou Ling said.

"Yo, also surnamed Zhou, very energetic, looks like your nephew." Zang Haifeng joked.

"Isn't it my nephew?" Zhou Ling stared, then turned around and asked Zhou Yao, "Is it my nephew?"

"It's your nephew!" Zhou Yao answered righteously.

A group of teachers humming over his head. This kind of atmosphere is contagious and touching. It made Zhou Yao feel sour in his heart. Many previous situations flashed through his mind, and he really missed it.

Zhou Yao is not short, about the same height as Mr. Zang Haifeng, and the muscle lines of his forearms are exposed by the cuffs of his shirt.

"Are you a player? Which middle school in Harbin used to be?" Zang Haifeng asked casually.

"The Affiliated High School of Harbin Normal University!" Zhou Yao straightened his back and replied.

"Yo, good school." Zang Haifeng said, "Harbin Normal University's football team is very good. I used to come to Beijing to play college games, and I even served as a referee. They set up a junior team echelon in the attached high school, right?"

"Yes, it is our echelon team. I am the main force of our school team." Zhou Yao smiled.

"Hehe——" Zang Haifeng's eyes immediately changed, and he took another three steps away to look at him again, and quickly rolled up his sleeves, "It happens that there is no class in the afternoon, let's play football together!"

"There are not many male teachers in our school, and none of them can play football. You just came. You are from the Harbin Normal University Junior Team. I must not let you go... Wait a minute, go out and call more Personally, you are not allowed to leave later!!..."

Zhou Yao already regretted being too embarrassing at the moment, what the fuck, he shouldn't have said that he was from the school team.

Is the man too attractive?Wherever he went, someone told him, Zhou Yao, wait a minute, don't leave... ah...

As a result, he failed to walk that day, and played football on the playground all afternoon. He was so dizzy and sweaty that he had a great time.

Few of them can play in elementary school. Zang Haifeng just called a few acquaintances from the nearby factory area, and they usually get together to play wild ball.Teacher Zang was wearing a round-neck T-shirt and sports shorts. He was very good at shouting on the court, shouting enthusiastically, and commanding from his own side... Zhou Yao took off his shirt and threw it on the nearby table tennis table. hurdle vest.

He was wearing a pair of sneakers, and he didn't have much strength, otherwise he could run more neatly.He cooperated with Mr. Zang in the middle and front courts, sharpened his guns in front of the battle, and scored two goals purely by consciousness. Zang Haifeng gave him a thumbs up.

They also have a new male teacher who teaches mathematics. It seems that his surname is Huang.

The other group of female teachers simply hung on the windows of the teaching building and watched them play football from upstairs.

"Zhou Yao is pretty good."

"It's just that I'm not strong enough to play football."

"After all, he is still a student, how old is he?"

Zhou Yao took the ball from the middle and tried to break through, but was rushed up by the opponent's defender from the side and rear. With a sudden bump, he was knocked into the air, knocked seven or eight meters away and fell to the ground, and the upstairs window screamed.

"Call a foul!" Teacher Zang immediately shouted to Teacher Huang, "What a foul!"

"Take it easy on you guys." Zang Haifeng shouted again, "We are still students, please protect yourself, don't be too rough."

"I'm not afraid of rough people." Zhou Yao replied, "But our teacher Huang doesn't seem to have a yellow card in his pocket!"

The collision between men does not actually talk about skills, but to see who is heavier and heavier.Zhou Yao is tall and thin, with relatively thin muscles, so he is easy to suffer on the court.

In this dirt playground, a few somersaults caused the outside of his arm to be scratched and broken, what the fuck.

He lifted up his vest to wipe his sweat, revealing a large psoas and abs.The vest was also soaked front and back, in fact, it was the same as not wearing it without taking it off.

The heat was in full swing, and water dripped from the tip of his hair, brushing his eyelashes.A group of boys stood on the sidelines, flattering and obsequiously helping senior brother Zhou Yao pick up the ball, with admiration in their eyes.There is also a row of little girls sitting by the edge of the drill table, watching them play football with great interest and cheering for the big brothers.

"Hey, Zhou Yao has been very attractive since he was a child." The two female teachers upstairs who are most familiar with Zhou Yao's classmate are also quietly evaluating him.

"That's right. At that time, there were three girls in the class who liked him and wrote small notes. I knew all of them." Teacher Zou Ping said calmly, "I usually don't care. When children are young, their feelings are always It is very pure, boys and girls are clean. When they grow up, they will recall the youthful feelings on campus. This is a particularly good memory...Anyway, it will not be true in the future , is a memory."

"Yes, when you grow up, you should do what you want to do. Everyone has their own way." Zhou Ling nodded.

……

Zhou Yao came out of the small school attached to the machine tool factory, and facing the setting sun, he stepped on the familiar road and walked to the alley area again.

The shirt was draped over his body, the setting sun hit his bare shoulders, and the back of his jeans was wet with sweat.

He went to that compound again, and brought a camera there that day to take pictures of the courtyard he was familiar with, from the entrance to the penultimate room inside.

The half of the small kitchen that Qu Jia and his family used to build is still there.Just a few households have changed.

As soon as the screen door "clicked" open, the strange aunt poked her head out: "Hey, who are you?"

"Oh, I'm passing by to have a look." Zhou Yao hurried out.

"It's you again?" the aunt said, "I told you yesterday, have you already moved away?"

This small one-story house seems to be Qu Jia's father's original house, right?Zhou Yao took a few steps to think about it, so he went back again and asked through the screen door, "Do you know Chen Mingjian?"

do not know! !A violent roar from inside the door completely cut off Zhou Yao's thoughts.

In fact, he still has other ways to go, such as going to the machine tool factory, the original departments, and looking for Aunt Qu Liandi.Qu Liandi would not have retired at such a young age, and the whole family would not have lost contact.

He's just a little bit shy.

In the eyes of outsiders, this kind of "shyness" should not exist in Zhou Yao's cheerful, lively and generous personality.If he went to find other little friends who used to live in this area, Tang Zheng, Zhai Xiaobing, and even the girls like Teng Ying, they wouldn't be shy or guilty.But every time I ask people, "Where is Qu Jia?", it seems that many people around him are looking at him and observing him for no reason.This is what he is guilty of.

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