I wait for you to see through the scenery

For the final exam, I easily finished the two main courses in two mornings.

Zhou Yao is not used to handing in papers ahead of time, so there is no need to brag about them, but he doesn't check the papers too seriously, he just squints at others, makes a erratic thought, or draws a Leo Saint Cloth transformation on the straw paper. What.

Chen Jia wrote slower than him, didn't check it much, and always scratched the paper carelessly.Chen Jia's academic performance is not bad, but she is in the middle class. There are forty students in the class, and Chen Jia fluctuates around the line of about ten or twenty every time.I am determined not to enter the top five, but I am also determined not to be the bottom of the list and be invited by parents.

What about Zhou Yao?Zhou Yao got second in the class in the final exam this time.

In the summary class of grading papers after the exam, the teacher read the results and asked everyone to go to the podium to get the papers in person, read according to the ranking, and Zhou Yao was the second one.There was a "huh" from all around, and Chen Jia, who never bothered to look up at the podium, suddenly raised his head...

After class, people around stood up, and his deskmate muttered: "Damn it, Zhou Yao, you can do it, who said that you didn't do your homework and didn't review? You should study secretly."

Zhai Xiaobing also said: "Zhou Yao, what exercise book do you use! Are there any papers and exercise books from other provinces! Hand them over and we will refer to them!"

"No." Zhou Yao frowned, feeling that it was boring to explain this matter, "I didn't read the workbooks from other provinces."

He really didn't work hard, and he hasn't exerted his strength yet.It's just a JB final exam in the fifth grade, and it's not a fate-determining entrance exam. It's just two subjects of language and mathematics, why should I let the young master review it?

He walked down the corridor with the paper in his arms, and together with Chen Jia, when he passed the office, he was stopped by the teacher and carried in. Chen Jia, that disrespectful person, just walked away without even looking at him...

Their homeroom teacher, Teacher Zou Ping, just asked him a few words: "Can you keep up?... The test is very good, but you need to check it. Why did you write a typo in that idiom? If you check it carefully, you will get 100 points in the test." what?"

Zhou Yaote nodded obediently, smiled, and got to know all the teachers in the room one by one, with a crisp voice and a sweet mouth.

The head teacher of the class next door looked up at the back of the person walking out, and whispered, "Is this Zhou Yao?"

"Study is definitely no problem. His parents are graduate students, and there are not many in our machine tool factory." The teacher who taught mathematics said, "It's different from the children of workers, and their temperament is different!...cough There are some children in our factory who are so stupid that it makes people anxious. There are four steps in a big application problem, and they just go around and around, but they can't understand it! There is no way..."

"I usually read idle books and chat very happily. I knew he was reading comic books, so I ignored him. I'll take a look at the test results. It's okay." Zou Ping looked down at the paper, and actually agreed, "Son, What is poured into the mind is not textbooks, but genetics. No matter how hard we urge and work hard here, it is actually useless—whatever should be done.”

The teachers also gossip in private, and the teachers also mention the politically incorrect "blood theory", which is unavoidable.

"His mother is said to be a teacher at the Conservatory of Music, and it was introduced in an article in the newspaper...the parents are really nice, and the child is also good-looking." The teacher in the class next door expressed a little regret, but it was a pity that Zhou Yao was not assigned to their class, not because he wanted to make things better The student came in to raise the average score, but her daughter was in junior high school, and she was asking a tutor to practice vocal music and piano, and to compete for city-level awards to get extra points in the exam... Zhou Yao's mother is a teacher at the music school.

"That Zhou Yao's vocal music must be good, let him join the chorus to sing next semester." The teachers nodded unanimously and made arrangements for Zhou to enrich his extracurricular life.

Students must write clearly about their family composition and their parents' occupations when filling out the form. The column for their father is "Senior Engineer", and the column for their mother is "University Lecturer". They come from a family of authentic intellectuals, and Zhou Yao is the only one in the entire grade.

He must be a good student.He can only be a good student.

Teacher Zou Ping glanced out the window.Chen Jia was sitting on the ping-pong table in the playground, with one leg propped on the edge of the concrete table, silently sculpted as always, waiting for Zhou Yao to come out of the building.The two teenagers were swaying as they walked, carrying their schoolbags upside down and swaying out of the school gate...

There is a new borrower in the class, halfway through the fifth grade, and facing the sensitive sprint stage of junior high school. Both classmates and parents in the class will secretly plan to discuss. Is this student intervening at this time to fight for the class leader?Is it to compete for "three good students"?It's to compete for a place in a key junior high school where there is only one person in each class.

That's the key.After all, it was a sensitive stage where a good student came in. The competition was already fierce enough, but at this time, another one who divides up the jujube is transferred, what is he going to do?

In fact, the head teacher still kept his hand to avoid disputes, and didn't let Zhou Yao be the head of the class.

Zhou Yao was originally in the previous school, which was "two bars".Since the first grade, he has been "two stripes".

Now there are finally no "two bars" binding him on his arm, and now there is no sign of advanced on his arm, and he feels relieved.As long as you don't go too far, you can do whatever you want; you can hang out with whoever you want...

After the final exam, report the grades and make a semester summary, and each class holds a regular parent meeting.

Zhou Yao's parents didn't show up, because they were really busy with work, and the position was so important that they couldn't spare time. His aunt attended the parent meeting temporarily as a substitute.

Chen Jia's father didn't show up at the end of the semester, and Qu Liandi didn't call to inform her husband about the parent-teacher meeting, but worked overtime temporarily, and arrived at school half an hour late...

Zhou Yao almost hangs out with Chen Jia every Saturday afternoon, because both parents are too busy and both are at work.

At that time, many families in the city were dual-employees in state-owned enterprises and public institutions, and their work was very busy.Being busy is not for "making money", the salary is a dead salary, what money do you make?The slogan in the unit is "Contribute to the country, work is the most glorious, burn myself for socialism, I am willing to be a screw that will never rust!"... The employees' career is in this unit, learning, entertainment and life Also in the workplace, especially in the era of ticket supply, the ticket is issued to the employees by the unit. If you don’t have a unit, you don’t have shopping tickets and industrial vouchers. It’s like being excluded by the whole social family and not taking you to play.The unit is your home, why do you care about the small family? ...

Especially for a child from a family like Chen Jia, he went to kindergarten and then went to elementary school, all in the affiliated units of the machine tool factory, and the school absorbed the family members and children of the [-] employees of their machine tool factory.Many people outside are also envious of employees of large state-owned enterprises like them, who have affiliated kindergartens and elementary schools. They don't need to queue up or pay extra money to compete for places. How convenient!Chen Jia's childhood seemed to have been attached to this land.

Zhou Yao is an outsider.Zhou Yao didn't belong here originally, but just rushed in without fear, and he was doing well in school.

Students who study well and are good-looking are themselves liked by teachers.What's more, Zhou Yao's family conditions are good. To put it bluntly, he is not short of money for whatever he does.

He usually buys snacks and stationery with his classmates at the school gate, and he is generous.In order to play football, they brought a new football from home to school. Half the boys in the class were overjoyed, and the activity class went downstairs to kick the new football brought by Zhou Yao.So Zhou Yao left the football in the classroom and donated it as a "class collective property"—couldn't he be popular in the class?

Although the gap between the rich and the poor is not enough to cause obvious class divisions in the class, it has quietly attached a label to each student, and everyone will feel it.

Chen Jia couldn't deal with so many classmates, so he was withdrawn.He can only deal with Zhou Yao alone.

Qu Liandi bought fresh persimmons from their machine tool factory cooperative, and frozen them in a row on the window, and then found that the persimmons began to play and disappear by themselves, one by one, they grew legs and disappeared.

Because Chen Jia invited Zhou Yao to eat frozen persimmons, he was embarrassed to eat them secretly in front of his parents.

Chen Jia silently dug out the red flesh of the persimmon with a small spoon.The two tasted it, and Zhou Yao said "astringent".Chen Jia finally dug out the most delicious part of the frozen persimmon, and handed the spoon handle to Zhou Yao: "You eat the little tongue."

"The little tongue of the frozen persimmon is the best, it's a delicacy in the world!" Zhou Yao exclaimed.

"I really hope that each persimmon can grow ten tongues," he said. "It's too few, not enough for the two of us to eat."

The "little tongue" has something crunchy and soft, and it is also very sweet, especially the taste when you sip it in your mouth, which is indescribably wonderful.Both of them ate too much, their lips and tongues were numb, the tip of their tongues were bitter, and they stretched out their red tongues to breathe continuously.

Zhou Yao reached out and poked Chen Jia's tongue: "Your tongue is really long."

Chen Jiazheng was upset, he rolled his eyes with a hygienic ball, and suddenly pinched Zhou Yao's tongue and mouth with his hands. The force of his fingers was ferocious, and Zhou Yao yelled "Ouch, Ouch" that his tongue hurts.

It's a cheap move if you can't beat him, you can only beg for mercy, Chen Jia pressed up from behind him, strangled his waist, and pressed Zhou Yao so hard that he couldn't straighten up, that's a lot of strength...

The two were playing inside and outside the house. Chen Jia stood outside the window and even told Zhou Yao that the window of his house could be opened from the outside. He used to forget the key and often opened the window by himself. Find the spare key.

"You told me about this cat hole, are you afraid that I will drill into your house and evacuate your house?" Zhou Yao grinned.

"You drill." Chen Jia said, "There is nothing valuable in the house. Do you want to move the black and white TV set or the stove? Who else comes to this house except me and my mother."

……

The winter vacation is over, and the Spring Festival is also approaching. As the affiliated school of the No. [-] Machine Tool Factory, a large state-owned enterprise in the city, it is natural for them to hold some New Year fellowship activities with the factory.

This was organized by the labor union in the factory. The employee choir, dance team and folk art team all put on shows, and the school also put on art shows. Everyone held a party in the trade union auditorium to prepare for the New Year. The trade union usually fills the auditorium with a big movie for free, and tickets for the gala are even harder to find.Each department is allocated a few tickets, and they have to draw lots to get the tickets before they can enter the venue.

Zhou Yao was not arranged to be on the show, but Zhou Yao was arranged to be the host on behalf of the school.

The sixth grade graduating class doesn't participate in the art show, and then their fifth grade is the best, who will you not be on?Without even thinking about it, his class teacher took Zhou Yao out, gave him a speech, and decided that he had such a talent.

The host with his partner is the No.1 female squad leader in his class.

That girl must have worn the best dress at home, a rose red dress with silk lace.Zhou Yao was wearing a white sailor uniform.The teacher also put makeup on both of them, and they came on stage with two blushing cheeks, a pair of goblins.

It is really not difficult for Zhou Yao to perform on the spot with a high-spirited performance and read a string of words on stage.He stands under the stage lights and he is not afraid.No matter how handsome the boy is, he is invincible, with bright eyes and a very cute smile.

But that day's party was not happy for Zhou Yao at all, it didn't go well, and some accidents happened.

He doesn't act on the show, but Chen Jia is going to be on the show.

Zhou Yao didn't expect that, the school-level chorus on the program had Chen Jia's name.But Chen Jiashan came late, and when they gathered in the backstage of the auditorium, the teacher made a fuss.

Chen Jia, where are your clothes?Didn't you say you should wear uniforms?Where's your white shirt, where's your trousers, where's your leather shoes?

The backstage was so busy, and the teacher was in a hurry and couldn't take care of the future, so he yelled at Chen Jia: "Why are you on stage like this? What did you tell you last time? What's the matter, you?!"

There were eight students in the small chorus. Everyone else came in clean white shirts, blue trousers and leather shoes. The girls wore blue skirts. Only Chen Jia didn’t change her clothes. She was still in her usual outfit, wearing blue and white sweatpants. And the white sneakers dangled.

Chen Jia also showed no expression, her eyes slid across the floor, and said to the teacher, "Forgot."

forget?

That expression and attitude are very annoying. "Forget you to go home and change your clothes! Tell your mother to come over and give you clothes!" The head teacher was very embarrassed and yelled at him...

Zhou Yao poked his head out from behind the curtain to look: "Hey, Chen Jia—"

Chen Jia ignored him, looked away, and consciously stood in the backstage corridor, waiting for the sideways glances coming and going.That stubborn expression meant that he didn't want to go home and change clothes, and he didn't plan to finish the show today, so he just threw the show on the stage.

Qu Liandi arrived about 10 minutes later and came back home by bicycle to pick up her clothes.Qu Liandi's expression was also very wrong, and she rushed into the corridor all the way, and asked her son in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell me that you want clothes? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Qu Liandi took out the clothes from the bag and said a lot in a low voice. Zhou Yao walked over slowly from behind. Qu Liandi said, "The trousers are still the same trousers as last time, and the leather shoes I just borrowed from Master Cai's house for his children Yes, okay?...You said a few days ago that I would buy you a white shirt, can you just make do with this one today?...Your grandma changed it last time, your dad's old white shirt, maybe It’s still too big, so let’s make do with it when we’re on stage? Come and change with me…”

Chen Jia said in one sentence at that time: "I don't want to change."

The brigade counselor once again yelled at Zhou Yao to come to the stage to read the speech. Zhou Yao hurriedly led the female squad leader behind him, and the two of them rushed up again holding a small note... a pair of boys and girls in fancy dress , I don’t know what nonsense I was talking to the audience, anyway, Zhou Yao showed a canine tooth when he smiled, and the parents of the employees in the audience laughed with him and applauded him!

He walked around and stepped off the stage, but Qu Liandi and Chen Jia were still confronting each other in the corridor like needles. The costumes haven't been changed yet?

Qu Liandi said: "Why can't I change clothes? It's a show."

Chen Jia said, "I don't want to act."

Qu Liandi: "Then what do you want to do? What are you going to do today?"

Chen Jia said: "I don't wear other people's clothes, I don't wear that one."

Qu Liandi said: "You didn't tell me the day before yesterday, otherwise, wouldn't your mother go and buy it for you?"

Zhou Yao said softly: "Hey, Jiajia, the cross talk in the trade union will be over soon, and the next one is up to you... to change clothes."

Chen Jia didn't answer.

The mother and son fell into a short silence, staring at each other like bullying, the air was filled with embarrassment, aggrieved, stubbornness and struggle.Chen Jia is just so stubborn, stubborn, something he doesn't want to give in to, a trivial matter, Qu Liandi driving an excavator can't dig out this stubborn root.

Zhou Yao couldn't understand it.He never does such pointless folly.What's stubborn?Do you want to change clothes?You can do whatever the parents tell you to do. If you want to raise the banner to riot, let's not pick such a time...

He didn't know at the time that Chen Jia's father had come home from school the night before, and it was rare for him to go back to Nanyingfang Hutong in a few weeks.Grain and oil in the streets are sold on a per-house-by-house basis. During the Spring Festival, some non-staple food and snacks are provided cheaply, such as small ground sesame oil, white sesame paste, red kernel peanuts, chocolate, etc., all of which are cheap and not expensive.Therefore, his father will come back after a while to receive his share of rations.

People just have to be held back by some status affiliation and social relations.If there is no such restraint, there is no need to go home.

At that time, Chen Jia floated out of the house with a sideways body, ignored his father, and wandered outside for half the night without returning home.

His parents were arguing in the shabby room of the small bungalow, and the voice was so loud that the neighbors might have heard: Did you just search for food when you came back? Didn’t you even go home if there was no such thing? ……Why is it called searching for food and food? You always speak in such a nasty way. Isn’t this what the state assigned me to receive legitimately?Isn't this issued to me by my name and seniority? ...Have you ever been to the parent meeting? You are studying at school, and your children are also studying at school. Have you managed Chen Jia?What did you leave for Chen Jia? ... What's wrong with me?After all, I am still the head of the household. Didn’t I leave all of the chicken and fish assigned to each household? Didn’t I take them away? ...You can't think about me, you will always be so selfish...

……

Chen Jia's eyes drifted into the distance, her lips were tightly closed, and she suddenly turned her head and walked outside.

Qu Liandi roared, "Come back!"

Chen Jia turned her head and said to his mother, "I'm not wearing Chen Mingjian's clothes, let me get lost!"

Qu Liandi's face turned pale, her body was stiff but her hands were not stiff, she raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

That palm was quite fierce, hitting near the forehead and temple.With a slap across the face, Chen Jia hit the head with a "slap" and knocked against the wall of the corridor, and hit a half-open window when he stepped back.There is a hard iron frame around the edge of the old-fashioned windows.

Ah——the students queuing up in the corridor waiting to go on stage were all stunned. They all stretched their necks into little swans, watching in horror, and then the teacher pulled back their stretched necks, don't look at them.

"If you have something to say, don't do it. It's nothing serious..." Teacher Zou Ping rushed over in surprise, and pushed Chen Jia away. At this moment, she secretly regretted calling Qu Liandi just now.

Chen Jia's head was knocked to the ground, and she couldn't see any expression of "pain". Of course, she didn't cry, her lips were tightly closed, and her face was so cold.

Zhou Yao felt that he seemed to have seen Chen Jia's resistance, but he didn't want to recall it, he didn't like that kind of look at all.That scene occasionally flashed through his mind, and later he recalled that if Chen Jia had an iron hook for picking out coal balls in his hand, he would "zi la la" across the cracks in the wall, and then step on the ground. Black snow... That scene is so vivid that it can be matched with the theme song of a Hong Kong video.

The author has something to say: [Qu Liandi Qu Jia] has the second surname of qu; [Zhai Xiaobing] has the second surname of zhai, so don't mix them up. :)