Bailangbian

Surrounded by the crowd is not a blackboard newspaper, but a huge ocean that spans three blackboards.

The viewer seems to be looking down on the ocean from a high place. On the black base plate, the sea raises angry waves and sweeps in.

At first glance, the sea water is blue, but upon closer inspection, one finds that there are many variegated colors mixed in the blue.But it is very strange that the existence of these variegated colors not only did not cover up the texture of the blue, but made the blue that was not conspicuous before more vivid.

The blue powder is piled up layer by layer on the blackboard like this. It starts from the blackboard on the far right and is surrounded by countless lines that seem to be mixed but are not chaotic. It goes to the first blackboard on the left. Roll away.

The rolling waves were finally broken by a dragon on the left blackboard.

It jumped up from the water, revealing its huge and complicated dragon head, which almost broke through the constraints of the picture and stuck to people's eyes.

It is obviously menacing, but there is a special expression on the dragon's head: one eye is big and the other is small, and its long beard rises high with the broken water drops, with a cunning and arrogant look.

The dragon claws slammed on the water surface, raising high waves.

But that's the end of the picture.

Yu Dong was completely stunned by the waves and dragons.

He brought Zheng Suibo three boxes of colored chalks in total, but Zheng Suibo used up all of them, and there were three deflated boxes on the ground, which were pressed down with a stone.

There is not a word on the blackboard, but it is too eye-catching - Zheng Suibo did not draw a blackboard newspaper.He drew a picture of his own.

He put a sea and a dragon here and now.

The teaching director was still shouting Zheng Suibo's name angrily, and Teacher Han kept taking pictures with his camera.Her husband is Teacher Sun, the head teacher of Class One and One in Senior High.The two couples looked left and right in front of the blackboard newspaper, and were amazed: "Well, how good."

Dean of teaching: "Mr. Sun, this is going to participate in the city's evaluation and display! It needs to be graded! It represents the image of the school!"

The students onlookers also felt that it was a pity, and there were many discussions.The dean couldn't take it anymore, seeing the crowd getting thicker and thicker, he raised his hand: "Durable class, clean it!"

He paused, then whispered to Mr. Han, "Remember to send me a copy of the photo."

Teacher Han: "What are you using it for?"

Dean of teaching: "It's really not bad...but it's not suitable to be displayed here, right?"

He put on the serious face befitting his duties again.

But Zheng Suibo, the maker of the turmoil, has never been seen.

Yu Dong thought he should defend his deskmate with a few words: "I'm not stupid, the painting is pretty good."

Wu Tong: "Look at the dragon head."

Yu Dong: "?"

He took a closer look, only to find that there was a little man holding two dragon horns standing on the dragon's head and laughing with his head up.

Yu Dong: "..."

The villain has only a few strokes, but he is very expressive, the slender eyes and the messy hair on the forehead are emphasized.

It is a self-portrait of Zheng Suibo.

Wu Tong: "Stupid or not?"

Sun Wuyang admitted his mistakes to the dean and the principal, and promised to make three beautiful and positive blackboard newspapers within today, and was finally allowed to leave.

The flag raising ceremony is over.When he passed the volleyball court, he saw the blackboard being cleaned from a distance.The water was not dry yet, but it was shining brightly by the rising sun.

Zheng Suibo's chalk drawings have disappeared without a trace.

Sun Wuyang is a fat middle-aged man who has worked in the city's No. 20 Middle School for nearly [-] years and is a very old class teacher.Among all the class teachers in the first grade this year, he was the oldest, most senior, and most experienced, so he also assumed the position of prefect.

He is the physics teacher of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior One, concurrently taking the physics courses of two top classes of Senior Two, and also the deputy head of the school's physics group.There are also several physics-related interest associations under his hands, all of which are doing very well.

His wife, Han Xu, is an art teacher at No. [-] Middle School in the city. She takes over half of the art classes in the school by herself. At the same time, like him, she is the instructor of several art interest associations.In addition, Han Xu takes senior high school art students out to take the exam every year, and he is a teacher with a good reputation in the industry.

Sun Wuyang heard Han Xu mention Zheng Suibo.

The student Zheng Suibo is very strange.He is obviously a student with a specialty in art, but his test scores in other subjects are also very high.This is indeed rare among art specialty students.

Sun Wuyang still remembers that when the boy with slender eyes introduced himself, he happily wanted to sing "Superstar in Troubled Times" to everyone.

The sea and the dragon he drew, as well as the little man with his head up and laughing, were all too cute to Han Xu and Sun Wuyang.

The moment he stepped into the classroom, Sun Wuyang couldn't help but let out an "ohh".

Zheng Suibo also used the two blackboards in the class as his own drawing boards, but what he drew was not the sea, but the city.

He seemed to be standing on a very high place, looking down on this old and lazy little city.

The powder of colored chalk was not mixed or agglomerated, and Zheng Suibo drew two sketches of the city on the blackboard.

Clean lines without hesitation.

When the blue chalk ran out, he used green next.Then yellow, red, red... where different colors intersect, the colors change softly.

Sun Wuyang stood at the door of the classroom, looking at the front and back blackboards filled with gradient lines.

The students were all quiet.

He walked to the end of the classroom with great interest and looked at it seriously.

With 10 minutes left in the morning reading class, all the students looked at him, waiting for Sun Wuyang to speak.

Zheng Suibo was lying on the table to sleep, but now he was pushed awake by Yu Dong.

"Why don't you paint the walls too?" Sun Wuyang said.

Zheng Suibo narrowed his eyes and smiled.He didn't know whether Sun Wuyang was scolding himself or telling the truth.

The first period is Sun Wuyang's physics class. He usually writes on the blackboard.But today, he first lowered the curtain of the slide projector to block the lines on the blackboard.

"Everyone has seen the works of Zheng Suibo in our class." Sun Wuyang said, "There are some in the classroom and on the playground. The three blackboards on the bulletin board have been cleaned. If you really want to see them, you can ask them in the art class in the afternoon." Teacher Han wants a photo."

He did not intend to criticize Zheng Suibo.

After saying something that had to be said, Sun Wuyang raised his hand when he heard the class bell was about to ring, "Thank you Zheng Suibo, we all know now that you may indeed be the best art student in the third middle school."

The classmates laughed, and some people applauded along with Sun Wuyang, the applause was sparse.

Zheng Suibo propped his chin, his expression was a little shocked, a little dazed, and he turned his head to look at Yu Dong after a while: "Huh?"

Yu Dong: "Go to class."

During this whole day of class, the two blackboards surprised all the teachers.

But no one wiped it.All the teachers are the same as Sun Wuyang. Even though they used to write on the blackboard before, they all use computers for class this day.

The political teacher is a young normal student who just graduated this year. After class, he ran back to the dormitory to take pictures with a card machine.The biology teacher was his senior brother, and before the class bell rang, Le Diandian gave him an idea: "Where is Zheng Suibo? Come up, come up, the author and the blackboard are taking pictures together...you take pictures of him, not me!"

When Han Xu was in art class, he showed them Zheng Suibo's works on the side of the playground. "Drawing three boards is not enough, you can also draw in the classroom!" She smiled and scolded Zheng Suibo, "I can't write on the blackboard anymore. Your teacher Sun can't even memorize the five strokes. He doesn't know how to type on a computer."

Zheng Suibo: "Just...then what, the desire to create, once it comes up, it can't be stopped."

Teacher Han: "You come up, you come up to give lectures. Everyone welcomes Mr. Zheng, who has a strong desire to create."

The whole class applauded wildly.Zhang Jing didn't think it was chaotic enough: "Teacher Zheng sang "Superstar in Troubled Times"!"

A bunch of people booed after him.

Zheng Suibo was embarrassed once in a while, retracted and buried his face in his arms: "You have to pay for listening to my singing!"

The students on duty in today's class are Yu Dong and Zheng Suibo. Yu Dong went to take out the trash and came back and saw Zheng Suibo wiping the chalk drawings on the blackboard.

The blackboard behind was already clean, and he was stepping on a chair and was cleaning the blackboard behind the podium.

Yu Dong was helpless: "I just finished taking out the trash and you started making it again."

Zheng Suibo: "This is art, not rubbish. Look at the chalk dust on the ground, isn't it pretty?"

Yu Dong couldn't tell whether it was good-looking or not, he just felt that the pile of dust was very glaring: "Since it's art, then you still wipe it? You don't want to keep it?"

"Ms. Han has taken all the pictures, I just ask her to ask for it." Zheng Suibo wiped seriously, "It's okay, I will have better works in the future."

Tomorrow's first session is also a physics class. He has already tidied up the podium, and the chalk has been broken to the length Sun Wuyang is used to.

When the two left the school, they saw Wu Tong standing at the school gate.

It was obvious from that posture that he was waiting for someone.

Zheng Suibo immediately said "fuck", picked up the front of the car and turned around: "Goodbye, I'll go through the back door."

Yu Dong: "Okay."

Zheng Suibo took two steps, then hurriedly turned around and explained to him in a low voice: "He is a pervert, please ignore him, and don't tell him anything about me."

Yu Dong: "Before he..."

Zheng Suibo: "No kiss. Really! No!"

Yu Dong thought you know what I'm going to say?

"He saw your dragon before and said you were stupid." Yu Dong became ill-intentioned, "You know that?"

Zheng Suibo's expression was calm: "Oh...it's okay, I'm used to it."

Wu Tong had already walked over slowly: "Hey, Dragon Warrior."

Zheng Suibo turned around and scolded him: "Who are you talking about, Dragon Warrior!"

Wu Tong: "Today my family eats shrimp dumplings, will you come?"

Yu Dong clearly saw Zheng Suibo's hesitation.

"My mother made it at noon, fresh prawns." Wu Tong said, "Shrimp, minced meat, leeks. She also made seafood sauce."

"Despicable and shameless!" Zheng Suibo was angry, "I have dignity! What did you do to me last time, did you apologize to me!"

Wu Tong immediately apologized: "I'm sorry."

Zheng Suibo: "Then I want to eat three bowls. Don't compete with me."

The two walked towards the back door while arguing.Yu Dong and the two of them are not in the same direction.After he left the school gate, he bought a few skewers of grilled fish curd and two sticks of grilled corn at the barbecue stall opposite, and waited for Song Fengfeng while eating.

After 06:30, Song Fengfeng finished training.

The captain went out of the school together with him, and slapped him hard on the back with his big hand: "As expected of a good student, the writing is good!"

He was very satisfied with the love letter written by Zhang Jing, and he copied it again and sent it out quickly.

Yu Dong gave him the leftover fish curd and corn, and bought two skewers of meat.Song Fengfeng asked, "Can I still eat after eating so much at home?", while quickly putting the food into his mouth.

After eating snacks, the two saw that the weather was fine, so they made a slight detour and went home along the coastline.

The sea is shining in the setting sun, and the road is also shining.

Entering October, freshmen in high school finally began to usher in weekend make-up classes.

Compared with senior two and senior three, senior one who only needs half a day of make-up lessons is already very happy.

After receiving the news, everyone wailed for a moment, and soon cheered up in front of the next good news.

"Starting tomorrow, the school's interest associations are open for registration. You can join any association you want, and you can apply today and tomorrow. But remember to do what you can, and the focus is still learning. Do you know? Study! The mid-term exam is at the end of the month, don't fail the exam , don’t lose to Class 2!" Sun Wuyang said, "Give Teacher Sun some face."

He began to distribute promotional materials for the Physics Association, Physics Competition Team, Astrophysics Interest Association, and Woodworking Association where he served as an instructor.

Zheng Suibo is very interested in the Woodworking Association: "Mr. Sun, I want to join this."

Sun Wuyang: "Oh, yes. There is no threshold, and the membership fee is ten yuan, which is used to buy tools."

Zheng Suibo: "What do you usually do?"

Sun Wuyang: "Make it a stool, make it a table."

Taking advantage of Sun Wuyang's opportunity to promote these interest clubs, Yu Dong threw an eraser at Zhang Jing.Zhang Jing is now sitting in front of him on the right, two rows away, so it is difficult to chat in class.

"What club do you want to join?"

Zhang Jing made a gesture of taking pictures.

The student club of City No. [-] Middle School is very famous in the whole city.The school is very relaxed in the management of students' interests, and the conditions for applying for the establishment of clubs are not strict.After two classes in the afternoon, Yu Dong followed Zhang Jing to wander around in the small square downstairs.

Various associations have come up with housekeeping skills to attract high school freshmen.

Zhang Jing was very surprised: "There are still maids?"

The girl turned her head and glanced at him: "We are the Western Culture Research Association, and this year's research focus happens to be tea party culture."

Zhang Jing was not interested in maids, but lingered in front of their stalls for a long time.He carefully tasted the coffee, tea, marshmallows, small cakes, fruits, vegetable salad and chocolate, and finally picked up two biscuits, and ran away under the astonished eyes of the other party.

Yu Dong shared cookies with him.Zhang Jing saw that he was reading the introduction of the Nunchaku Club, and thought he was interested in it: "This is good, you learn some self-defense skills, and you don't have to be afraid when you see Brother Long in the future."

"I've never been afraid of him." Yu Dong remembered something, "By the way, is Guan Chuyang interested in these clubs?"

Zhang Jing froze: "I asked, but she refused to tell."

Going forward again, I found that this corner was a little deserted.

The two of them took a closer look and saw that there were probably associations such as the Go Association, the Mathematics Association, and the Chemistry Association.There are quite a few students who are interested, but the level of excitement is quite different from the place they passed by before.

The sign of the Biological Association is very large, and it is quite beautifully made.Zhang Jing looked at the roll-up banner but trembled a little: "I'm particularly afraid of bugs..."

Guan Chuyang was standing next to the roll-up, watching them quietly.

Zhang Jing: "..."

He took half a step back, looked at the sign, and then at Guan Chuyang.

"Want to join my association?" Guan Chuyang pointed to the A4 paper on the small table in front of him.

The association she belongs to is called the "Biological Specimen Association". It was established yesterday and currently has only one member: Guan Chuyang.

Guan Chuyang obviously didn't think these two would be interested in biological specimens, so he bowed his head and fiddled with the materials on the table after saying hello.

Yu Dong suddenly remembered that during this period of time, Guan Chuyang was often called away by the teacher in charge of administration, and they talked for a long time.He did hear some gossip.

"I thought you would join the student union." Yu Dong asked her, "Didn't I want you to be the vice president? This position looks good on the file. If you participate in self-enrollment, you will have a great advantage."

Guan Chuyang: "I can get into the school I want to go to."

Yu Dong: "You didn't go to the student union, did you do this yourself?"

Guan Chuyang: "I like it."

She seemed to know Yu Dong again: "You are quite boring. Don't you have a club you like?"

Yu Dong: "No."

Guan Chuyang: "I couldn't find it either, so I applied for one myself."

The two were chatting enthusiastically. Guan Chuyang accidentally turned his head and found that Zhang Jing had actually filled in his name on the membership application form, and took out ten yuan and put it on the table.

"I like bugs the most." Zhang Jing said, "Goddess... No, student Guan Chuyang, we have the same interests, is this fate?"

Guan Chuyang: "Actually... I don't want to study bugs."

Zhang Jing: "???"

Guan Chuyang: "I want to study shellfish. But if the division is too detailed, it is impossible to find a suitable instructor, so I named it the Biological Specimen Association."

Zhang Jing: "Oh!"

He breathed a sigh of relief, genuinely happy this time.

Yu Dong finally wrote his name on the form of the Biological Specimen Association.

Guan Chuyang's club successfully overcame the difficulty of recruiting newcomers and recruited two younger brothers.

Zhang Jing had been suffering from having no topic to chat with Guan Chuyang before, but now he finally found a reason and immediately recommended himself as the vice president of the Herbarium Society.

So Yu Dong was the only member left.

"Do you want to join?" He asked Song Fengfeng, "Let me go through the back door and add a name."

Song Fengfeng was packing his luggage, when he heard the words, he immediately refused: "No. It sounds boring."

He was going to set off with the team to participate in the middle school football competition in the whole district, and he was so busy that he filled his suitcase to the brim.

Yu Dong originally wanted to help him clean up, but Song Fengfeng was obviously used to traveling with a team like this, so Yu Dong couldn't help him with anything, so he just sat by the side and flipped through comics.

Song Fengfeng received a new set of Gui Zhenghe's "Movie Girl". When he was busy, he saw Yu Dong flipping through the pages, and rushed forward to snatch it back: "This is not good-looking."

Yu Dong glanced at him and smiled strangely.

Song Fengfeng's face became hot: "Look at other things... look at Inuyasha, okay?"

"When will you be back?" Yu Dong picked up Inuyasha and started flipping.

Palm-sized manga, each in a red cover, with the seal of the book rental store, piled up beside the bed.

Song Fengfeng calculated the time: "The shortest is four days. If we can reach the final, it will be at least two weeks."

He can't officially play yet, but he has become a substitute player who must travel with the team.

"Is there any bonus for winning the prize?" Yu Dong asked.

The two discussed for a while about the bonus, and Song Fengfeng stopped urgently: he was afraid that he had unrealistic expectations for his performance.

On the day he left home, Yu Dong accompanied him to school.It was Sunday, and the only ones who made up lessons at school were the high school seniors studying hard.The car left, and Song Fengfeng, who was standing on the car at the school gate, Yu Dong, waved.

He will get darker.Yu Dong thought, if it gets darker, it will be really scary.

After Song Fengfeng left, Yu Dong's life suddenly became monotonous.

No one asked him to have breakfast with him, no one asked him to play ball, and no one with a dark skin stopped and shouted "Yu Dong! Play ball!" on the Yuhe Bridge.

Yu Dong went to school alone, and left school alone, and occasionally went to barbecue with Zhang Jing, the school committee, and the monitor, and sometimes chatted with Zheng Suibo.He no longer turns his head to stare at the football field when he passes the playground.Song Fengfeng was not there.

A week later, Song Fengfeng finally called back.

Zhou Lan called Yu Dong downstairs: "Heifeng is looking for you!"

Yu Dong got up quickly and jumped down the stairs in a few hurried steps. He ran so fast that he almost lost his footing.

Song Fengfeng gave him good news: the football team of City No. [-] Middle School made great strides all the way and successfully entered the final.

The voice changed through the line, and Song Fengfeng shouted happily on the other end of the phone: "I can play now! A senior brother is injured, and I will play in his place!"

Yu Dong was happy with him: "You are only a freshman in high school!"

Song Fengfeng: "Yes! I am the only freshman who can play!"

He laughed loudly, covered his mouth quickly, and coughed twice to keep calm.

"Are you coming to the final, Yu Dong?" He asked, "Come and see me."

Yu Dong didn't hesitate for a second: "Okay."