Bailangbian

Yu Dong didn't know what Brother Long was looking for him for, but there must be nothing good.He swallowed the meatballs whole and walked straight to school.Brother Long caught up with him in a few steps and grabbed his arm.

The school guard has been staring at Brother Long in the duty room, seeing Brother Long actually flirting with the students of the school, he immediately jumped out: "What are you doing?"

Brother Long smiled and patted Yu Dong on the shoulder: "Let's chat with my cousin."

Yu Dong didn't want Brother Long to expose the fact that he and Song Fengfeng went to the Internet cafe to gamble, so he followed Brother Long to the side and then angrily avoided him, saying, "Who is your cousin?"

"You." Brother Long let go of his hand, and looked Yu Dong up and down with a smile.

He just came out of the house and planned to go to the internet cafe and inspect his other shops and sites along the way. When he passed the No. [-] Middle School, he remembered the black charcoal and the white-skinned children he met that day, so he stopped to take a look.I didn't expect to meet Yu Dong.

"How about studying?" Brother Long asked while smoking.

Yu Dong was very disgusted with the smell of smoke and kept shrinking back.

"Study hard." Brother Long saw Yu Dong's disgust, but this disgust also gave him a sense of accomplishment, so he simply blew a puff of cigarettes on Yu Dong's face, "If you really can't study well, you should be My little brother, I will cover you."

Yu Dong resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and silently read the list of chemical elements.

Seeing that he was silent, Brother Long couldn't help but chat a few more words: "Which school do you want to go to?"

"Study whatever you get in the exam."

"I have no ambition." Brother Long shook his head, "If you want to take the exam, you should take the best one. Don't listen to the saying 'It's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail', that's a lie. The phoenix tail is also a phoenix, just like a chicken. Is it? Brother Long is someone who has experienced it, you listen to me. I used to study in a three-vocational high school, and it was considered a chicken head. Is it useful? Throw it away!"

After Yu Dong finished memorizing the list of chemical elements, he began to memorize English words starting from the letter A.

Brother Long chatted with him on his own, regardless of whether he answered or not. He felt hungry while chatting, and asked Yu Dong to treat him to some offal.

Before a bowl of offal was cooked, Song Fengfeng came out.

Seeing that Brother Long was there, still hooking shoulders with Yu Dong, Song Fengfeng suddenly became nervous, rushed to the middle of the two, and hugged Brother Long affectionately: "Brother Long, are you coming to see me?"

Seeing Song Fengfeng, Brother Long lost the interest in chatting with Yu Dong anymore. "Come and ask how pretty boy is studying." He stuffed the bowl of offal into Song Fengfeng's hand, waved at Yu Dong, turned and left.

Seeing the modified motorcycle go away suddenly, Song Fengfeng was puzzled: "What is he doing here? Looking for you?"

Yu Dong: "Well, ask me about my studies."

Song Fengfeng: "..."

He parked his bicycle aside, ate the beef offal, and beckoned Yu Dong to go home together.Yu Dong looked at him, then at the school gate: "Is the parent meeting over?"

"No." Song Fengfeng wiped his mouth hastily, "My mother didn't come."

"Why?" Yu Dongqi asked, "Doesn't Teacher Tong know your mother?"

"My mother still knows me." Song Fengfeng laughed dryly, "Then she didn't come either."

Yu Dong fell silent, and followed Song Fengfeng forward.The road was bumpy, Song Fengfeng didn't plan to take him, the two walked slowly all the way forward.The railroad gates were closed again, and the freight trains could not see the end at a glance, the speed was very slow, and the pile of coal was very high.

"She hasn't seen me for a long time." Song Fengfeng said suddenly.

Yu Dong hummed.

Song Fengfeng stared at the glowing red lamp.

"I don't want to see her either."

His eyes were slightly reddened by the light.

Yu Dong thought to himself, Song Fengfeng and I are miserable, we both have no mothers.This rare commonality made him feel complicated. He wanted to say something to comfort Song Fengfeng, but his brain seemed to be rusted, and he couldn't squeeze out a word after working for a long time.

"Are you training tomorrow?" He asked, "Zhang Jing and I will watch you play football."

At last they saw the tail of the long train.

"Bring me a big cup of silk stocking milk tea from the big guy." Song Fengfeng began to order, "Add pearls and red beans."

Yu Dong: "All right, all right."

Zhou Lan finished dinner and was packing the dried fish at the door.The dried fish was as thick as an arm, and two of them were taken away by the cat. She couldn't help scolding the cat that had gone somewhere: "Didn't I give you anything to eat?"

Song Fengfeng helped her pack the fish and carried it to the second floor for storage.When they went downstairs again, Zhou Lan had already prepared the meals, and she and Yu Dong were sitting at the table waiting for Song Fengfeng.

Song Fengfeng liked this moment very much. He sat down happily and put all the unpleasant things that happened that day behind him.

Seaside people must have fish and shrimp in their meals.Zhou Lan also made fresh squid today. The big ones were cut into squid rings and fried with parsley, while the smaller ones were cleaned of internal organs, filled with meat stuffing, and steamed directly in the wok.The soup is fish soup sprinkled with scallions, which is fresh and sweet. There is also a plate of pork ribs in black bean sauce and a plate of green vegetables, which are full of the table.

"Why are there so many dishes today?" Song Fengfeng asked while eating.

"The squid was sent by your father." Zhou Lan picked up a small squid full of meat and put it in Song Fengfeng's bowl. "You have to eat more."

Song Yingxiong's fishing boat belongs to a fleet. This time he went out to sea to fish, and it took more than a month to return.Since there is no satellite phone, fishing boats can only communicate with the port and the ground through radio.If the family members had any urgent needs to find the people on the fishing boat immediately, they had to go through the ground radio station, and there was no way to contact them immediately.

This squid was definitely not from Song Yingxiong's boat.Song Fengfeng knew that his father was very worried about his son's food and clothing when he went to sea, so he contacted the terrestrial radio station every now and then, telling his friends to give this or that.

In fact, he ate very well at Zhou Lan's house. As for other aspects, he was just a student and didn't spend much.

However, Song Yingxiong's most worried learning problem is already a deep gully that Song Fengfeng can't overcome.

Yu Dong's right hand is inconvenient, so he can only use his left hand to scoop rice with a spoon.

Song Fengfeng finished eating a bowl of rice, looked up and saw that the rice in front of Yu Dong was almost full, and immediately asked, "May I feed you?"

Zhou Lan couldn't stop laughing.Yu Dong glanced at him and decided to ignore it.

After dinner, Zhou Lan refused to let Song Fengfeng help with washing the dishes, and drove him to the second floor, telling them to read books and do homework.

Song Fengfeng agreed, and when Zhou Lan left, he immediately took out a stack of manuscript paper and placed it in front of Yu Dong.

"I want to write a self-criticism, you help me." He emphasized, "You had to write it too, but I helped you carry it down. Teacher Tong said that this self-criticism needs to be written in [-] characters, and I can't write it."

"Teacher Tong doesn't like people to write self-criticism?" Yu Dongqi said, "You told me this."

Song Fengfeng took out another pen, opened the lid, and placed it in front of Yu Dong.

"I didn't like it before, but this time it's different." He scratched his head, "Isn't there a school sports meeting at the end of the month? I was reported to the dean this time... it was my aunt. I will write a review, if the review is not satisfactory, I will not be allowed to sign up for the school sports meeting."

Yu Dong thought about the school sports meeting for the third-year junior high school students, isn't that just for fun?

"My hands are like this, how do I write?" He pushed the pen and paper back, "I said, you write, don't make typos."

Song Fengfeng was very concerned about this review, not only carefully checked the book to learn the format, but also constantly criticized the content of the review dictated by Yu Dong.Yu Dong was annoyed to death by his tossing around, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "That's it, my head hurts."

Song Fengfeng stopped immediately, and hurriedly packed up his things: "Okay, okay...then I'm leaving, you rest."

He felt so guilty that before he left, he went downstairs to make a cup of cereal for Yu Dong and brought it up: "Don't read for too long, go to bed early."

After finally waiting for him to leave, Yu Dong opened the math workbook and started to do the problems. Just after writing the word "solve", Song Fengfeng called his name downstairs again.

"Don't wake up my grandma." Yu Dong thought he forgot something, "What's the matter?"

"Are your ears okay?" Song Fengfeng asked, "Can you hear me?"

Yu Dong: "...I told you before, I'm not deaf!"

The review was handed in smoothly, and Song Fengfeng didn't mention his mother's matter again, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the preparations for the school sports meeting.

It is said to be preparation, but it is actually nothing more than the last class of each day to avoid sitting in the classroom for self-study, and to be allowed to go for a run.

Song Fengfeng signed up for seven events by himself, including high jump, shot put and javelin.

Zhang Jing was in charge of the registration, and exclaimed while writing: "Song Fengfeng, you are so physically fit? But the school stipulates that a student can only apply for three items at most."

Teacher Tong happened to be passing by, and quickly pulled Zhang Jing aside: "Students in the sprint class are special cases, Song Fengfeng can report more, please don't say anything."

Zhang Jing nodded quickly, and exchanged a tacit look with Teacher Tong.

There are mostly girls in the sprint class, and less than half of the forty people are boys. It is really impossible to participate in many events.Since Song Fengfeng was able to go, of course he was allowed to go.Zhang Jing sorted out the small application slips that everyone handed over to the form, wrote on the form, and suddenly found that Yu Dong hadn't applied for any projects.

He kicked Yu Dong's chair: "Yu Dong, what about you?"

Yu Dong turned to look at him lifelessly, and pointed to his arm.

In the previous day's language test, Yu Dong didn't finish his composition, and his score was [-] points lower than Zhang Jing's.

Zhang Jing slapped his nose and slapped his face: "Then shall I report to the radio team for you? Or the cheerleaders?"

Yu Dong: "Don't write. I won't report anything."

Song Fengfeng ran back from the outside, holding three bottles of Coke, and put them on his table: "Yu Dong, please drink."

Yu Dong sighed, put down his pen, turned his head slowly, picked up a bottle and started pouring.Ever since he was injured, he wanted to solve the problems faster and write faster, but at the same time, he had to pay attention to maintaining a moderate speed, so as not to make his injury worse, and the whole person fell into an indescribable contradiction.

The melancholy Yu Dong was more attractive than usual, and there were countless female students who used various excuses to run up to the sixth floor every day.

Song Fengfeng looked at the form written by Zhang Jing and asked a different question: "Yu Dong, do you not like sports?"

Yu Dong gulped down his soda and shook his head.

"Sign up for one, isn't your arm almost ready?" Song Fengfeng urged him, "Sign up for a project that I also participated in, and I will cover you."

Yu Dong licked his mouth, realizing that Song Fengfeng and Zhang Jing misunderstood him deeply.

"I...Although I am very white, I also often exercise." Pointing to himself, he admitted with difficulty the misunderstanding caused by the skin color, "I also have very good sports, but it just doesn't happen to be running or pushing. Shot put."

Zhang Jing and Song Fengfeng looked at each other and smirked: "What are you good at?"

"Skiing." Yu Dong thought for a while, and told them one by one, "Lawn bowls, golf. Riding a horse is also okay, just for fun, and running is not good."

Zhang Jing looked down at the items on the form and nodded: "Indeed, the school sports meeting is not suitable for you."

Song Fengfeng was curious: "Are you still skiing? What is lawn bowls? You are so good, Yu Dong."

The corner of Yu Dong's mouth moved, like a smile that quickly disappeared.A little red appeared on his face, and he blinked a few times: "It's not that bad."

Zhang Jing laughed and added his and Yu Dong's names to the list of the broadcasting group.Song Fengfeng also has a way.He thought, Yu Dong also came back to life.

It was only on the day of the school sports meeting that Yu Dong knew that Zhang Jing had joined the broadcast team.

Teacher Tong requires all students to participate in the school sports meeting without exception.Zhang Jing told him that the broadcasting group was the easiest, and Yu Dong didn't have to do anything, just sit in the classroom and do the test papers, and then tell himself how to solve the last two math problems.

Yu Dong was very satisfied with his arrangement.

The playground can be seen directly from the corridor on the sixth floor.Everyone went to the opening ceremony. In order to make his laziness appear more convincing, Yu Dong wore a summer shirt. The gauze on his right shoulder was faintly visible under the clothes. Teacher Tong also exclaimed when he saw it. One sound.

But after watching it upstairs for a while, Yu Dong felt a little bored.The playground was so lively that he was eager to move and wanted to go downstairs for a walk.

The last part of the opening ceremony is the time for all grades and classes to show their demeanor.People from class 1 of the third grade of junior high school carried the frame made into a car, and Song Fengfeng stood on the inferior convertible of the car and waved his hands vigorously, with a magnificent momentum.He shouted "Hello, comrades", and the students in class 1 who followed followed him with "Hello, chief", followed by "Hello, comrades", followed by a neat "Serve the people".

Yu Dong kept laughing.Song Fengfeng is really dark, and wearing that nondescript Chinese tunic suit only makes him look even darker. The whole person seems to reflect light in the scorching autumn sun, and the blackness is extremely eye-catching.

After the opening ceremony, he quickly saw Song Fengfeng changed into sportswear, but instead of going to the playground, he ran all the way towards the teaching building.

"What do you drink?" Song Fengfeng quickly ran up to the sixth floor, not out of breath, and asked Yu Dong, "They are going to order milk tea from the big guy, and Teacher Tong is treating them. If you don't order it, it will be a waste."

Song Fengfeng was wearing a basketball uniform, and because he had just put on the stuffy Chinese tunic suit, there were a little sweat on his skin.He wiped his face with two tissues, and showed his white teeth to Yu Dong: "Think about it."

"...You asked me this when you came up?"

"Look at you by the way." Song Fengfeng found a hair tie from his drawer, "Are you bored? Go down and watch me run."

Yu Dong scratched his chin: "Then I want a cup of mandarin duck, with milk and pudding."

Song Fengfeng put the headband on his head: "Isn't that too sweet?"

"I like sweet." Yu Dong shook his head, "I'm happy when I drink sweet."

"Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs, and failure is the mother of success. I really don't understand why you are so nervous about your high school entrance examination scores. You will definitely be listed in the third high school. This time, you will lose ten points..." Song Fengfeng continued to search in the drawer, and suddenly found something Something fell with a clatter, "What is this?"

"I don't care. I didn't fail!" Yu Dong was a little annoyed.

Song Fengfeng picked up the things on the ground, his eyes looked a little surprised: "Chocolate? You put it?"

It was three dove chocolates of different flavors, tied with a pink ribbon, and there was a small heart-shaped card on the ribbon.Song Fengfeng opened the card, and there were only two delicate words inside: Come on.

"You let it go, right?" Song Fengfeng smiled, with a look of surprise and joy, "This is very expensive."

He tore off the ribbon, took out one and put it on Zhang Jing's table, and then asked Yu Dong: "The one with nuts and the one with milk flavor, which one do you want?"

"I didn't put it, can't you recognize my words?" Yu Dong felt that he was unreasonable, "I stuffed chocolate for you? Am I sick?"

He was annoyed again.Song Fengfeng thought to himself, city people like Yu Dong are really unpredictable.

"It's okay if you didn't put it in, just eat it." He took the initiative and handed the nuts to Yu Dong.

Yu Dong didn't know whether to be angry with chocolate or Song Fengfeng: "Don't eat it! I hate sweet things!"