I wait for you to see through the scenery

The end of the year is approaching, and the end of this semester is like being chased by the footsteps of the New Year, and it will end quickly.

For the football elective course in their grade, a small game was held between each class.Zhou Yao must have been injured and couldn't play anymore. If he had a complete truce to recuperate, their second squad would be leaderless.A rabble that made do with it, lost two games as expected, everyone was very frustrated, and could only wait for the next semester to regroup and work hard.

Then came the final exams.

In the final exam week of high school, there are various subjects, and the exams are taken in the morning and afternoon, bombarding them indiscriminately within a week.

They took a total of nine exams, including Chinese, foreign languages, politics, history, geography, mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology.

After ringing the bell and handing in the paper, Huang Xiaoxiao yelled "Ah", lay down on the desk and passed out.The whole class sighed and stood up together.Even Qu Jia, who is not stingy, came out of the classroom with dumbfounded eyes, carrying the calculation papers of various subjects in his schoolbag, and almost turned to the science teacher's office when he went out, feeling that the atmosphere was not right and came back sullen Yes, they were all fooled by the exam.

The most unlovable state after the exam is that the students in a class are too lazy to answer each other's answers, and they don't want to talk to others.

Qu Jia didn't ask Zhou Yao to check the answers, and didn't want to ask what the answers were to the last few big problems in mathematics and physics.Fuck his second uncle, love as much as you want, die as much as you want! !

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After all, it is high school, and the schoolwork is suddenly difficult, and it is difficult to meet the goals of the college entrance examination and the college entrance examination.In high school study, one group of students who can't keep up is quickly eliminated, and another group of students who can't get into 985 and 211 are screened out. The results suddenly widen the distance, and the competition is extremely cruel.

The test results came out quickly, and the overall ranking was posted in the corridor of this grade, facing the stairs.

Qu Jia's test was not that bad, it was much better than he thought.He is not bad in liberal arts, but he feels that he can't do many subjects in science subjects. The last big question in mathematics and physics is to write a formula and hand in the paper blank. As a result, everyone else is also blank.He managed to get No. 20 in the class, and he was in the middle of the grade.

The test paper questions are more difficult, but they are biased towards smart and outstanding students, and it is especially easy to improve the grades.Just like the math and physics papers this time, Qu Jia barely passed 75 points under the "help" of a certain gifted child, and he felt pretty good about himself.Going home to hand in the report card, Qu Liandi even praised him a few words, cooked some delicious dishes for his son, and passed, you boy, many people fail in mathematics.

Zhou Yao scored more than 95 points.

As far as the science papers are concerned, each paper can beat others by [-] or [-] points.

For many students' three years of high school, this is the opening battle of cruel elimination, and the horn has already sounded.In contrast, the content of primary and junior high school is all about playing around. The next four years of college are like eating and drinking and waiting for a diploma. Only the three years of high school is the most important thing to show a student's true ability. It was bloody, and for all students, it was the most terrible three years that devastated the mind and exhausted the IQ.

Everyone who saw the overall ranking at the top of the stairs was blown up.

Huang Xiaoxiao searched for a long time, then suddenly raised her head and pointed to the top: "Ah, Zhou Yao, look where you are!"

Xiao Jiang kept shaking Zhou Yao: "There are no friends, we are not friends anymore, how did you pass the test?!"

Zhou Yao's heart stabilized, and his face beamed with joy.

Xiao Jiang murmured: "Look at Zhou Yao, let alone know how to play football... He can even take exams..."

Yang Huanhuan hugged Xiao Jiang from behind, and said softly: "He is thinner than me, and he is still handsome."

After knocking his head and taking sick leave for more than a week, Zhou Yao got the first place in the class and the second place in the grade.He glanced at the grade No.1's grades in various subjects, secretly reckoning that he was a little short, and that he had missed a few extra questions.He touched his brain, which was full of capacity, and his head teacher was right, his IQ dropped from 180 to only 80.

Then, it's a holiday again, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon.

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During that winter vacation, Qu Jia was extremely busy and didn't take a break. He just spent the whole vacation outside, working part-time and earning pocket money.

Qu Jia explained to Zhou Yao that during the month of Chinese New Year, no matter parents or students, old or young, they are all free during the holidays and spend the most money.Therefore, doing business and selling things is also the most profitable month, and those who set up stalls will not rest.

The two of them seemed to have returned to the state they had been in many years ago, Qu Jia was busy talking about himself every day, and Zhou Yao ran to find Qu Jia every day.

"Do you want to go to dinner?" Zhou Yao looked at Mr. Jia at the comic stationery stand, selling countless copies of the "Four Kings", Jordan, and Michael Jackson's European tour videos in half an hour.Students with New Year's money in their pockets like these the most, shopping as if they don't need money.

"We'll go eat at the nearby stall later." Qu Jia took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. There was a red no-smoking sign hanging on the top of his head. Places like hypermarkets must be fire-proof and no-smoking.Qu Jia called Zhou Yao: "Look at it for a while, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

"Huh?" Zhou Yao frowned.

"Good boy." Qu Jia smiled at him with that tired and pleading look.This look made Zhou Yao unbearable.

Zhou Yao waved his hand: "Go, go, go."

He knew in his heart that Qu Jia had worked very hard, and that vacation was more tiring than going to school.Qu Jia bought a new pair of sneakers, all earned by himself.And although Zhou Yao looked like he had a lot of pocket money, he was lavish and had no financial burden, the young master still stretched out his hand to receive a monthly salary from his family.

He quickly helped Qu Jia sort out the money and accounts for the day with 5 minutes of magic hands, and by the way, he sold two sets of photo albums of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars by brushing his face.There were girls visiting the greenhouse together, so he quickly picked up two copies of "Slam Dunk" and put it on his chin: "Hey, do you want a set?"

A few girls covered their mouths and laughed: "Ah, it looks like Rukawa Kaede... Do you want to buy it? Just buy it at this stall."

Qu Jia saw it from a distance, and rolled his eyes mockingly at Zhou Yao: You can do it.

Zhou Yao glanced back: What's the matter?I'm fine.

In this big shed, all the stalls selling books have the same source of goods. They are all those books. Which one do you ask the students to buy?It's just to see whose little boss looks pleasing to the eye.

"Rukawa Feng?" Qu Jia came over slowly and hummed.

"This is my teammate Mitsui Hisashi, everyone cheers." Zhou Yao introduced the girl next to him by the way.So this set of "Slam Dunk" was successfully sold again.

Tang Zheng went back and forth between the booths a few times, and brought in a dozen boxes of books, panting. "You drive Sister Fang's car?" Zhou Yao asked, "Do you have a driver's license?"

Tang Zheng put an index finger on his lips: "What are you calling?"

Zhou Yao frowned: "You are not full, brother? You have no certificate."

"It's full!" Tang Zheng whispered, "But the ID card is under eighteen, what can I do?"

Qu Jia was "poof" happy.Zhou Yao still had to react for two seconds before he figured it out. Tang Zheng had missed a grade in elementary school. His real age was already eighteen, but his ID card must have been changed. He was so stunned that he couldn't take the driver's license test. Look at this aggrieved .Hey, it's all for life...

Zhou Yao helped put the new products on display. On the cover of the pictorial, there was a photo of Noriko Sakai with bare legs, which was very pure and charming, with a sense of blur.Tang Zheng turned it over and took a second look.

Qu Jia gave Zhou Yao a wink, and said, "See, this is my brother Zheng's enlightenment, but I'm obsessed with it, and I'm clutching this Sakai method every night."

Zhou Yao made an "oh" sound.

Fuck, Tang Zheng cursed with a smile, pointing at Qu Jia: "Don't provoke me, I haven't talked about you yet."

Qu Jia said, "I'm fine."

Tang Zheng said with a straight face: "Yao'er, let me tell you who Qu Jia is masturbating to, and who is his enlightenment?"

Qu Jia turned his eyes away and remained silent. If you have the guts, just say it.

Zhou Yao thought for a while: "Class Hua Xialan? Oh, that can't be... our teacher Zhou Ling?"

Pfft—Tang Zheng sprayed a sip of tea onto the bookstall next door.

Qu Jia threw a book and swung it at his face, hitting Zhou Yao in the face, his expression was irritated: "Jb nonsense, get out!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't say anything in the future..." Zhou Yao hurriedly apologized again, came back with a shy face, and pressed against Qu Jia.In fact, he has been struggling with this all the time in his heart, and he is ashamed to ask directly, Qu Jia, do you have... Do you usually look like you have a cold personality.

Have you ever liked, who have you liked over the years?Have you ever been like Tang Zheng, like that... how can I tell you.

At the age he and Qu Jia are now, there is no need to think about which female teacher in the school, or which movie star, they will gradually confirm in their hearts and form a strong awareness that they have someone they like. That person is obviously by my side.I can see the people I like every day, and I am very happy every day.It's not much you want, and that's enough.

Teacher Zhou Ling, whom they both love the most, is getting married, and everyone knows it.Because Zhou Ling specifically called them two, and invited some of their familiar students to have a meal at a nearby restaurant.

Zhou Ling's partner was a male teacher in another middle school, but it was far away, in Xicheng District.In this way, she will be transferred to a certain elementary school in Xicheng to teach music classes in the future, and she will leave the familiar compound of the machine tool factory.

During the dinner, two big boys, Zhou Yao and Qu Jia, supported Teacher Zhou Ling very much. They both stood up and dragged the male teacher fiercely to toast and drink.Zhou Ling was so scared that she hurriedly said, don't drink it, our family's drink is not as good as the two of you!

Zhou Yao said: "Qu Jia and I are here to help you check! Your partner must be very kind to you, and you can't bully you in the future, otherwise we won't be happy."

Zhou Ling blushed with a smile, and was very moved: "That's for sure, there are two of you elder nephews who are so loyal to me."

Zhou Yao also helped Mr. Zhou Ling hold back the wine, and the man greeted: "You don't even need to drink a glass, whoever comes, who will do it with me?! I can drink it for you today!"

Qu Jia sneered, "Teacher, why didn't you ask Zhou Yao to be the best man when you got married? He is so suitable, he must be happy."

Zhou Ling looked at them with a smile: "Whoever gets married in the future, if you two can be the best man together, it will be too handsome... No, when you grow up and have a partner, you will be the most handsome groom" of."

This time, the two embarrassing ones bowed their heads to pick up vegetables and gnawed on the big chicken drumsticks at the same time, and did not speak.

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What a beautiful memory at that time, I don't know if I can come back to that time.

The two of them, together with Tang Zheng, went to the loess field in the compound of the machine tool factory during the warm winter vacation, and played a field game again, collectively reliving their old dreams.

Teacher Zang Haifeng from their elementary school was playing football on the field, and teacher Huang who taught mathematics was playing the whistle on the field.Whenever Mr. Zang asked a few of them to come out to play football, Mr. Huang would always follow him as the referee, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, trousers and leather shoes, and he was very polite on the court.

Teacher Huang finally brought a yellow card that day, and then sent a yellow card to Zang Haifeng who was marking Zhou Yao for a foul, showing no mercy to his acquaintances.

Teacher Zang pointed at the other party's nose and yelled: "Fuck me, I might as well not let you bring this yellow card over here! You're sending it to me indiscriminately, you're just holding back and you're going to send it to me?!"

Teacher Huang did not show any weakness: "I have already noticed your foul. I have studied the rules thoroughly and figured it out. If you don't get the yellow card, who will it be?"

"Have you done your research thoroughly?" Teacher Zang directly bowed to Teacher Huang, "Don't go crazy and post a second one. If you post another one, you will be fined! You are not allowed to post any more. It's up!"

Those two people come and go, they hate each other, and Zhou Yao and the others burst out laughing.

Later I heard that Zang Haifeng was a teacher that our principal snatched from the teaching staff of that year.Male teachers in elementary schools are a rare species, and there are very few teachers to be assigned every year. Every school can't wait to see a man and snap them up.

The primary school attached to the machine tool factory finally got a male teacher, and I am very satisfied.Then, as soon as they came, there were two of them.

That teacher Huang, who taught mathematics, had the opportunity to go to a municipal key demonstration elementary school in Dongcheng District, but he didn't go.Of course, the school is very happy. The teachers on campus used to have a serious yin and yang decline. Since the two male teachers with active personalities who can jump and jump, have a party or a sports meeting, the atmosphere has changed.

It is difficult to retain male teachers on primary school campuses because wages are low, there is no prospect for career development, and they are not respected by society.Some people are willing to go to this third-rate school that doesn't shit to teach physical education and mathematics. They just take a bunch of little kids all day long and become the "Kid King". Why did they come?

Based on Zhou Yao and Qu Jia's ignorance, ignorance, and inexperience at the time, they didn't see it—why could it be?

When they were working in the Dongdaqiao greenhouse, Zhou Yao often ate with Qu Jia at a stall in the greenhouse.

That stall is very popular. A middle-aged couple from out of town came to Beijing to start a small business, specializing in selling beef noodles.The stools around the counter were full, and when they got there late, they could only stand and eat on the side of the street with their bowls in their hands.

Qu Jia turned around and said, "Go and eat what you like."

"I'll just eat this," Zhou Yao said, "The noodles here are delicious."

After a while, Qu Jia explained: "If I go to eat KFC across the road every day, I will be doing nothing every day."

Zhou Yao just had an expression of "I understand you, you don't need to explain".

This restaurant is really delicious, but the key point is that it’s cheap, a big bowl of noodles for five yuan and fifty cents, with a lot of meat in the bowl.In the nearby stalls, this one has the biggest bowl, and a half-grown boy can eat enough with one bowl, so Qu Jia eats this.The people who come here for lunch and dinner are all young people who set up stalls nearby and work part-time.

In this way, Zhou Yao ate this beef noodles almost every day during a winter vacation...

Only a small part in the front of the shed sells books, stationery and audio-visual products, and all the stalls in the back are self-employed clothing dealers, and the shed has a large area in depth.So, this is actually an individual clothing hypermarket.

All the stalls are lined up one by one, with a narrow aisle in the middle.Each rental booth is the size of a pigeon cage, and some clothes are spread out and some are hung up.The customer flow is dense, and the inside is crowded with people.

"Hey, whoever, come here and help me, size l, try on some clothes!" Behind their bookstall, the small owner of the clothing stand, a woman, pointed her head and called Qu Jia again.

"Don't try it, compare me with my back." Qu Jia didn't even bother to turn around, the older sister called him eight times a day!

"It's better than that, come over and try one!" The aunt who sells clothes called him again.

The stalls are narrow and the facilities are poor. The quality of this kind of clothing market for individual vendors cannot be compared with Lufthansa and Sete, nor can it be compared with the Blue Island Building next door, but it is lively, cheap, and can be bargained. Every household hung up signs saying "Foreign Trade Final Order" and "Clearance Sale" and yelled frantically.

No men come to this kind of place, and the men fainted from fright as soon as they entered the door and saw the scene.All the people who come to the clothing stalls in the greenhouse are women. Sometimes, if they want to buy clothes for their husbands and sons, they need to find a man to compare the clothes.

Qu Jia is a "living model" dedicated to several stalls nearby.

"Hey student, come here and try it on for us. Does this look good?" The aunt who picked out the clothes also called him, "My son is about the same height as you, with your figure, show me it! "

Qu Jia was put on a piece of clothing, looked back and forth by people, turned around in a circle, took off the clothes, and then put on another one, feeling like an idiot.

Then Zhou Yao came again.

As soon as Qu Jia raised his head, he just caught him: "Zhou Yao, come here!"

So on this day, Zhou Yao was tossed and forced again.He was originally here to sell books for Jiajia, but the three clothing stall owners behind him robbed him, a walking male model, and took turns putting clothes on him.

"This size M belt is for the jeans on your body. Is it long enough for me to try?"

"Are these jeans skinny? Are you skinny in these jeans?"

Zhou Yao said, "How do you try on the pants? Should I take off my pants?"

"Pants can be tried on too!" The stall owner slammed down a piece of cloth curtain and hung it at an angle on the stall, "You can take it off inside the curtain, no problem, we women try on pants like this!"

"I... ah..." Zhou Yao had a good temper when he was bullied.

Qu Jia glanced at the side, but couldn't sit still anymore.He is not good-tempered.

"Okay, is it over? Don't try." He frowned.

Qu Jia grabbed Zhou Yao back with a paw: "Okay, let me try it for her."

Zhou Yao sized it up: "Yo, Master Jia still helps people to try on their pants?"

Qu Jia snorted and said, "My legs are so long...the pants I try out must be a little shorter, and they will definitely not be sold...Who will buy these short pants? Let her not be sold."

Hahaha, Zhou Yao laughed.

When the passenger flow was a little less in the afternoon, the two of them sat on a small stool behind the bookstall, in an unnoticed corner, and glanced at the books casually.

What I thought in my heart was definitely not a book.

"Your pair of shoes are very beautiful." Zhou Yao said about the high-top men's boots on Qu Jia's feet, "You bought them yourself?"

Qu Jia: "Yes."

Zhou Yao asked in a low voice, "The pair of soccer shoes I bought for you before, did you wear them afterward?"

Qu Jia raised his eyes and looked at him: "I don't even want to wear it."

Zhou Yao: "It was worn out later? Just threw it away?"

Qu Jia: "It's not worn out, it's still almost new."

Zhou Yao: "Oh, wear it again."

Qu Jia: "Nonsense, those are children's shoes!"

Qu Jia lowered his thin eyelids, and laughed at himself: "I was reluctant to wear them, but the shoes soon became too small and I couldn't fit them in. I kept them and didn't throw them away."

Silly Jiajia.

Zhou Yao's heart felt warm again, you kept me all the time, didn't you?

Between us, you never threw it away.

You just keep your mouth shut and don't tell the truth even if you beat yourself to death. This kind of person is you.

He embraced Qu Jia from behind, hugged him around the waist, and did not let go.

Qu Jia bowed his head and said nothing for a long time: "What are you doing?"

Asking knowingly, nonsense, Zhou Yao said, "I'll measure your waistline, okay?"

Qu Jia lowered his head and flipped through the pages of the book in his hand, not knowing what he was flipping.

This is already the most intimate position between the two, and it is difficult to take that step forward.Zhou Yao just hugged her like this, humming with her tongue in her throat: "Then, I still want to measure your bust and hips, okay?"

Qu Jia bared him as if mocking: "You measure it, you can measure it as you like."

The height of the bookstall was about at the hip bone level, and the two of them clasped hands and rubbed against Qu Jia's thigh.

They pinched each other's fingers under the table, scratching their palms.Then put the pads of the five fingers together, then clasp the ten fingers, then loosen them, face the fingers, and clasp them tightly again.

Without looking with eyes, this is testing the tacit understanding of each other.On a calm winter afternoon, smelling the aroma of noodles not far away, a ray of sunlight penetrates through the glass window on the ceiling of the greenhouse, lightly sprinkles on the bookstall, and the fingers seem to be able to touch the heartbeat...

"What book is so good-looking?" The eldest sister of the clothing stall behind her roared sharply, "Still crowded to read? Then come over here again, are these M-size underpants small or not..."

Zhou Yao bounced away from behind Qu Jia with a "bang", with an extremely unnatural expression.

He subconsciously touched the area around his jeans, and then covered it with his jacket... flustered, uncomfortable and crazy.

Qu Jia pushed away the messy books in front of him, said "fuck" with a grumpy face.

The reaction is always slower than others for a minute, and some emotions are full of stamina, which makes Qu Jia's eyes slowly show a very painful look, and he is silent for a long time, unable to slow down.

At that time, it seemed to be stuck in a piece of light golden quicksand, which was getting deeper and deeper, and I felt that I couldn't get out.

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