Bailangbian

Because of some unspoken reasons, although Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong planned to go to church this Christmas, they did not plan to invite Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing still didn't know that he had become a huge light bulb, so he started planning two days before Christmas, first went to Class 12 to find Song Fengfeng, and then took Song Fengfeng to Class 1 to find Yu Dong.With the money he saved and the sponsorship of his parents, he finally bought a SLR camera, which was expensive and heavy, and he planned to take it to take pictures on Christmas.

Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong exchanged glances, and finally interrupted Zhang Jing when he was talking about buying fireworks in advance to avoid the hawkers on the beach raising prices.

"Aren't you going to cram school for Christmas?" He asked Zhang Jing, "The cram school at Guan Chuyang's home is closed?"

"Shut up your crow's mouth." Zhang Jing shook his fist at him, "Christmas Eve is Sunday, and there will be no tutoring on Sunday night."

No tutoring, but the whole school has to go to evening self-study.According to the previous habit, they would ride together to the church at the foot of Mount Wutou after finishing evening self-study at [-]:[-], and then set off home around [-]:[-].

Yu Dong decided to give Zhang Jing an early death and early birth.

"We're going to church, but we didn't intend to call you."

Zhang Jing had already started planning how to earn a fortune by earning the difference in the price of fireworks, and he was taken aback when he heard this: "Why?"

Yu Dong lied without blushing: "Song Fengfeng and I have some things to do, it's inconvenient to ask you to go."

What does Song Fengfeng want to do?The church is full of people.

But he was a little excited.

Zhang Jing was depressed.He looked at Yu Dong, then at Song Fengfeng, and took the mysterious and unpredictable faces of these two people into a look of guilt.

"Alright then." Zhang Jing scratched his head, "Go and play by yourself. I... I'll go home."

"Aren't you going to ask someone else out?" Yu Dong felt very sorry, "Aren't the school committee... class monitor... and your deskmate right now?"

Zhang Jing was even more aggrieved: "People have asked me out a long time ago, and a dozen people in our class set off together. I refused, and I just want to act with you two. After we are divided into classes, there are not many opportunities to play together, and so It's lively."

He really never thought that Song Fengfeng would act together with Yu Dong and exclude him.Zhang Jing quickly comforted himself: This is normal, how could it be possible to stick together all the time?

But soon he became depressed again: he had known Song Fengfeng for a longer time, but Song Fengfeng stopped playing with him.

Zhang Jing now felt abandoned by that bastard Song Fengfeng, he went upstairs dejectedly, Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong followed behind to apologize to him.After walking a few steps, a girl with a ponytail came down the stairs.

"Arguing?" Guan Chuyang narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "It's strange."

Zhang Jing leaned on the armrest: "They bullied me."

Song Fengfeng: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Brother Zhang, come with us, the three of us together."

Guan Chuyang: "Where are you going? Go to the bathroom?"

Zhang Jing was choked by her words: "No! They made an appointment to go to church together, and on Christmas Eve, they actually excluded me. Chuyang, do you think this makes sense? Should it be? I don't know anything , was abandoned just like that..."

Guan Chuyang nodded: "It shouldn't be, it's too bad."

Zhang Jing turned his head and was about to continue to condemn Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng, but he heard Guan Chuyang's next words.

"Then you want to go with me?"

Zhang Jing: "...?!"

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng laughed and elongated their voices: "Oh~"

The weather was bad on Christmas Eve, Zhang Jing thought twice, he didn't dare to bring his precious SLR to the stage, and put the old seagull camera in his school bag.

There is still half an hour before evening self-study, and the students can no longer sit still.The teacher in class did not stop them, and asked them with a smile what fun things there were in the church.The students who had already packed their schoolbags jumped up from their seats and rushed out of the classroom the moment the get out of class bell rang.

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng saw Zhang Jing by the side of the carport.

"Let's go together." Yu Dong called him deliberately, "I won't abandon you this time."

Zhang Jing: "Get out, get out."

Song Fengfeng rode on the car and moved over: "Zhang Jing, we are best friends, I will not abandon you tonight, I will stay with you from beginning to end."

Zhang Jing: "I beg you two big brothers! Let's go, let's go! Abandon me!"

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng laughed all the way to the church.

They arrived too late, and the church was packed with people.The two followed the crowd to the priest.The priest was impressed by the black and white students in front of him, holding a notebook and a pen in one hand, and biscuits and candies in the other, hesitating about what to give.Song Fengfeng stretched out his left and right paws, grabbed the notebook and candies, and then held the priest's hand and kissed it.

"Hand kiss, I learned it in English class today." He stuffed the candy biscuit to Yu Dong.Yu Dong opened the small package and found a finger-sized Christmas tree inside.He observed for a moment and found that it was a small candle.

On the square in front of the church, groups of students and young people have already glued small Christmas tree candles to the ground, chatting and eating snacks.Yu Dong was reluctant, so he put the small candle in his schoolbag.

After Zhang Jing and Guan Chuyang arrived, Yu Dong asked him for a camera and said he wanted to take pictures of Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing was so nervous that he stammered and asked Guan Chuyang if he wanted to shoot.Guan Chuyang didn't hesitate, and stood beside him smilingly taking a picture.Yu Dong, who was holding the camera, turned his head and said silently to Song Fengfeng after the filming: There is no husband and wife picture.

The camera also caught Song Fengfeng's attention, and he took it to play with it.Zhang Jing taught him some basic settings and asked him to have a try.

After pressing the shutter, Song Fengfeng pondered for a moment: "The quality of the camera is not good, and the adjustment is not clear."

"You are out of focus!" Zhang Jing snatched back the camera, "I wasted a piece of film! Did you know that there is no film!"

Guan Chuyang leaned over: "Did you use this to secretly photograph me before?"

"Yes." Zhang Jing quickly realized, "There is no sneak shot, absolutely not, just take a random shot."

Guan Chuyang hasn't had a chance to see his photo yet, so he is extremely curious.

"Can I take some pictures?" She stretched out her hand to Zhang Jing, "Teach me."

Zhang Jing was so excited that his hands were shaking, Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng almost sweated for his camera: there was a hard concrete floor under their feet.

"Take as many pictures as you want." Zhang Jing patted his schoolbag, "I actually brought two extra rolls of film."

Song Fengfeng: "...Hey, you."

They also met Long Ge on the beach.The charcoal-grilled squid sold by Brother Long was booming. After eating two skewers for free, a few people felt embarrassed, and each put down five yuan and ran away.

There were too many people around the church, Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong didn't even have a chance to hold hands other than touching hands a few times throughout the night.Song Fengfeng was still thinking about what Yu Dong said, and his head hurt from thinking about it.But it's okay to not do those mysterious things.He is very satisfied.Standing in line with Yu Dong, eating snacks, and watching fireworks together, he would like to spend a little longer or more time like this.

The two returned to Xing'an Street, and when Yu Dong opened the door and entered the house, Song Fengfeng leaned over and kissed him.

Feeling more satisfied after kissing, he patted Yu Dong on the shoulder: "Okay, good night."

Yu Dong: "Stupid or not?"

Song Fengfeng: "Stupid, but you like it."

Yu Dong kicked him, Song Fengfeng flashed fast, got on his bike and crossed the Yuhe Bridge laughing.

Zhang Jing was as satisfied as Song Fengfeng.

On the way to send Guan Chuyang home, he finally got her QQ number from Guan Chuyang.The first thing after returning home was to turn on the computer and log in to QQ, and sent a friend request to Guan Chuyang.

Guan Chuyang passed quickly, and Zhang Jing sent him a smiley face.

Guan Chuyang: Good night.

Zhang Jing: Good night, good night!

He was not discouraged, so he clicked on Guan Chuyang's QQ space to water her flowers and take a look at the photos by the way.

But Guan Chuyang didn't open the space! —— Zhang Jing was stunned for a long time and couldn't regain his senses. He stared at Guan Chuyang's graying head in a daze.

In the end, he had no choice but to turn to water the flowers in the space of Yu Dong, Song Fengfeng and the monitor's school committee.When pouring into the space of the school committee, he saw that the name of the space of the school committee is "Love is so painful".

There is an explanation in the space signature at the bottom: the grades are not comparable, and my heart hurts.

During this night, Zhang Jing and the school committee shared the same illness.

In the last few days of 2007, most of the students in the No. [-] Middle School fell into a state of ecstasy with no intention of learning.

The Christmas activities are over, and the next one is the New Year's Day all-night party.

Sun Wuyang's Carpentry Association and Music Association had a joint program at the all-night party. After finishing his physics class, he knocked on the podium to remind everyone to pay attention to the all-night party tomorrow night: "This year's final exam is the third middle school. I'm also the teacher of the question group. I will set a question related to the wooden mechanism in the show in the test paper, no less than ten points, you can figure it out, ah."

There are only five members in the Woodworking Association, which is the association with the smallest number of all student associations in No. [-] Middle School.The Music Association is the most active, sponsoring and famous association among all the associations in the No. [-] Middle School.The students looked at each other, curious and amused: "Teacher, let me give you a spoiler?"

"The spoiler is, I will also be on stage." Sun Wuyang added, "I have two shows, one is for the Woodworking Association, and the other is for the Third Middle School Orchestra. Remember to cheer for the teacher and applaud the teacher, and there are camera spots Beautiful photos. Beautiful photos can be added to the final roll."

Everyone screamed and clapped.

Song Fengfeng was very curious. After class, he went to class 1 to find Zheng Suibo to inquire about the news.Zheng Suibo was very tight-lipped and refused to say anything. He just smiled mysteriously and asked them if they knew what a tenon was.

Song Fengfeng looked at the word written by Zheng Suibo: "Don't tell me if you know it, I don't even know how to read it."

Among the people around Zheng Suibo, only Wu Tong knew what he was doing, his hands were so itchy, he stretched out his hand to grab Zheng Suibo's head hair, causing Zheng Suibo to turn around and kick him again.

Preparations for various activities on New Year's Day began after 31:[-] pm on the [-]st.

In the afternoon, various clubs will display club culture in different areas on campus, as well as student-run stalls and flea streets.

Five people from the Woodworking Association pushed two shuttle buses to pass by on the school road. On the shuttle buses were all wooden blocks as long as the upper arm, which were cut into the shape of a "~" symbol, and there was a small hole pierced at each end. .

Song Fengfeng and Yu Dong were eating shamelessly at the stinky tofu booth of the school committee. When they saw the cart, they immediately became interested, threw down 20 yuan and went to Zheng Suibo.

The people of the Woodworking Association have been trying their best to maintain a sense of mystery until now, moving all the things on the cart to the back of the stage that is being built.The host Wu Tong was talking to his partner on the stage. After the practice, he immediately went to the back to watch Zheng Suibo work.

All the wooden blocks were placed on the ground, and Zheng Suibo and the people from the Woodworking Association were connecting the wooden blocks one by one.The tools used to connect the wooden blocks are also wooden blocks, but the shapes are different, and they can just fit into the small holes at the ends of different wooden blocks.

Yu Dong stroked his chin: "It's not a mortise and tenon...but it's a bit similar."

Song Fengfeng: "What's going on? Why can't I understand?"

Yu Dong: "This question on Teacher Sun's test paper must be related to mechanics and kinetic energy, please pay attention to review."

Song Fengfeng: "???"

The two of them watched the woodworking association move the boards around, connecting them with wooden strips of this shape for a while, and connecting them with which kind of wooden strips for a while. up.

"My heart hurts!" The school committee said to Zhang Jing who was passing by, "I have been classmates for several years, and they treat me like this!"

"I sympathize with you! I'll condemn them for you!" Zhang Jing quickly took a bowl and ran away.

Academic Committee: "..."

Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng sympathetically helped out Zhang Jing's bowl of money.

After playing all afternoon, at eight o'clock, the all-night party started on time.

Boxes of fireworks sponsored by alumni were burning, and sparks flew high into the sky and exploded one after another.

Zhang Jing said hoarsely to Guan Chuyang: "Burning money!"

Guan Chuyang couldn't hear anything, so he nodded politely and smiled.

Elderly alumni were helped onto the stage, stuttering to speak, and sang the school song with a long history.The song of green onion, the years of war, our generation has a heroic ambition, and our flesh and blood cast a Weiwei soul.The alumnus sitting in a wheelchair was too old, and his voice was slurred, but the nearly [-] students under the stage were all silent.

He mentioned some old names, some histories that will not appear in history books, and some thrilling things that only exist in school history.The lyrics and music of the school song are all written by celebrities. After a hundred years, not a single word has been changed, and the tune has not been changed. When sung in this vast starry night, it seems that it can still echo with the sound of the waves.

Afterwards, the school band performed and sang four songs.The teachers on the field were all familiar teachers, but they just changed their clothes and outfits, and they all looked completely different from usual.

Under the cover of the orchestra, people from the Woodworking Association began to put all the wooden blocks that had been connected in series on the stage.

Zheng Suibo didn't move, his wrist hurts.He sprained his wrist when he was pushing the scooter just now, and he went to the school infirmary for treatment, but now he can hardly use his strength at all.

Wu Tong found him backstage and found him frowning, so he stepped forward and asked him if he needed help.

"The president's hand can no longer be used." The people in the association explained to him, "I can't operate Langtao's handle for a while."

"I can!" Zheng Suibo said quickly.

The man was half a head taller than him, and he pressed his head when he heard the words: "Don't be brave, I'll ask someone else to help. Anyway, it's just turning the handle, it doesn't matter."

"How do other people know our rhythm?" Zheng Suibo shook his head and shook his hand, "How long have we practiced? How long have we cooperated with the Music Association? We can't mess it up."

Wu Tong pressed his shoulders and made him look at him: "I don't need to announce the next two shows, I can operate the waves instead of you."

Zheng Suibo was getting annoyed to death: "Anyone can operate it, it's very simple! But you are the same, you don't know the rhythm of the music, you..."

"I know." Wu Tong looked into his eyes, "Zheng Suibo, I have seen your demonstration animation."

The light from the stage and venue illuminated Wu Tong's eyes, and he looked very safe and reliable at this moment.

It was only then that Zheng Suibo remembered that the demonstration animation he had simply made with flash software was borrowed from Wu Tong's computer.He didn't delete it, and it seems that Wu Tong didn't either.

"You can't just watch it once, Wu Tong." Zheng Suibo's tone softened, revealing a faint uneasiness, "I can't remember once..."

"I watched it many, many times." Wu Tong said in a low voice, word for word, as if afraid of being overheard by others, "You were angry with me before and refused to talk to me, so I kept watching Your demonstration animation. Didn’t you add an audio track to it? I just listen to your voice while reading and doing my homework, it’s motivating.”

"..." Zheng Suibo was dumbfounded, "Wu Tong, you..."

"I'm sick, I'm a hooligan, and I'm very bad." Wu Tong smiled, "Okay, let me replace you. That thing is too heavy, and your wrist is very precious. If you want to use it for painting, you can't Hurt."

He pointed to his head.

"Including the voice of your explanation, as well as the flow of the whole show, and the rhythm of the performance of 'The Waves', they are all in my mind."

The orchestra's performance was over, and the staff of the music association who were waiting by the side began to move instruments to the stage.The three pianos are placed in the center of the stage in the shape of a fret, and the wooden blocks are behind them.

Zheng Suibo agreed to Wu Tong's request.

"That's the show." Song Fengfeng and Zhang Jing carried two bags of food, sneaked into Class 1 and found Yu Dong.

Zhang Jing listened to Song Fengfeng's talk for a long time, and was full of curiosity about this program: "What's it called?"

"I don't know." Yu Dong looked at the people who entered the stage, "Anyway, the piano is played with four hands."

There are two students, one male and one female, sitting in front of each piano.

In the quiet venue, the first notes flowed out.

The three of them listened earnestly and seriously for a while, but their knowledge of classical music was not high, and they didn't know what the song was except that it was nice, neat, and powerful.

"Where is the Woodworking Association?" Zhang Jing asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, murmurs of surprise began to emerge from the audience.

All the lights on the stage were dimmed, only playing on the three pianos.At this time, behind the stage, there was a soft water-blue light spreading out, and all the audience immediately saw black waves rising from the low ground.

That's not a wave.It is a piece of wood that has been carefully cut into a specific shape, connected together by irregular wooden strips, and slowly undulates due to the action of force.

They are getting taller.

The light gradually intensified, and the light source became more and more oblique.The shadow of the waves spilled over the stage and onto the audience.And these shadows are still undulating, tumbling, and wandering.

"Teacher Sun!" Song Fengfeng finally saw Sun Wuyang, "And Wu Tong!"

The lights flashed across the back of the stage, and the four members of the Woodworking Association, their instructors, and the foreign aid of the host stood under the slowly rising wooden blocks, operating the handles of the connected wooden blocks.Every time it twisted vigorously, the countless wooden blocks on it would slowly undulate with an indecipherable movement rule.

The music has changed again.The girl playing the piano adjusted the microphone and began to sing with a smile.

"I see." Song Fengfeng also smiled, "It's so fun."

The shadows of the waves are dyed in various changing blues by the lights, just like real water.The mechanism called "Langtao" is active, and the waves are also active, passing through everyone.

"The sea breeze blows and the waves surge, accompanying me to drift everywhere."

The trio ended, and the three singing girls grabbed the microphones and walked to the stage, while the boys all stood up and played eager and cheerful tunes.A band with guitars and basses also jumped onto the stage.The drum set was brought up, and the teacher holding a triangle sat on a four-legged chair and rang.

The sound of the music changed accordingly, and the waves became more intense.

At this moment, the entire venue finally boiled.

"Mr. Sun is amazing. After watching the all-night party, many people said that they want to join the carpentry association, but he won't accept it." Zhang Jing stepped on the ground step by step, "Only accept physics scores ranked top of the whole grade." Fifty people, and must have hands-on ability."

He, Yu Dong and Song Fengfeng were in front of the food stall at the school gate, waiting for the boss to fry hot dogs.

It was getting terribly cold in January.The three people who had just finished their final exams shook their stiff wrists, hit it off, and decided to have dinner outside, and ate all the way to the surrounding snack bars.

"Isn't the Wushu Association's program more fun?" Song Fengfeng was in high spirits, "What's that called? Buddha Boxing? It's so strange, because the instructor of the Wushu Association is too fat, does it look like Maitreya Buddha?"

"Teacher Ma has emphasized many times that he is not fat, but edema." Yu Dong corrected.

He and Song Fengfeng laughed non-stop, and Zhang Jing found that the laughter of the two people was becoming more and more similar, and he could no longer participate in it.

"Speaking of Buddha, do you go to worship Buddha on the first day of junior high school?" Zhang Jing tried his best to bring the topic of the two back to the level where he could participate. "I have never gone to Wutou Mountain with my friends to worship Buddha and burn incense."

While talking, Wu Tong and Zheng Suibo came out to fight and fight, smelling the fragrance, they quickly surrounded them, and five people surrounded the boss and his small frying pan tightly.

"I'm going home for Chinese New Year." Yu Dong got his hot dog first, blew a few mouthfuls and then quickly bit off a piece, "I'm going to take the college entrance examination here, and my dad promised to help me solve the household registration problem, but the exchange is that I must Go home for the New Year, and stay for seven days."

Wu Tong and Zheng Suibo didn't have any idea about Yu Dong's complicated family, they looked at him together: "Wow, it's like a TV series."

Zhang Jing looked at Song Fengfeng: "What about you?"

Song Fengfeng: "I'll go back to my hometown to see grandma."

Zhang Jing was very frustrated: "Leaving me alone again."

"Want to burn incense and worship Buddha so much?" A voice interjected next to him, "You can go with me."

Guan Chuyang came out from behind the five boys, stretched out his arms and handed the boss a piece of fifty cents: "A piece of fried sweet potato, thank you."

Zhang Jing: "...Huh?"

Guan Chuyang got the fried sweet potato, took a quick bite, and stepped on the bicycle: "Not good? Forget it. Happy Chinese New Year."

"Okay...Okay!" Zhang Jing yelled at her back, "I'll go! I'll go!"

Guan Chuyang turned around and smiled at him, raising the fried sweet potato in his hand.

Zhang Jing's whole body was numb, leaning on Yu Dong's body, clutching his left chest: "Oh, my heart, my heart..."

Yu Dong understood him very well: "How do you feel now?"

"I know what a deer bumps into." Zhang Jing suddenly became polite, "My heart is really beating like this."

Wu Tong got his shrimp cake and bit off a crispy shrimp with shell.

"I don't like little deer bumping." He looked at Zheng Suibo while chewing and said, "I like... um, chicken bumping."

A moment later, Zheng Suibo kicked him.

Zhang Jing: "...Just now, Wu Tong, did you say something obscene?"

Boss: "Huang, tsk tsk. A student now."