famine

After the Chinese class, there were two political sessions. This time the Chinese teacher rarely delayed the class. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the old lady on the podium yelled that class was over. out.

The people below were still a little unresponsive, and there was a moment of silence for two seconds, and finally someone blew a whistle, the whole class roared up, and it became lively all at once.

The representative of the politics class took out the books for the next class from his schoolbag, then left the class with the ponytail on the back of his head, and went to find the politics teacher.

The little girl passed by Jiang Xuan, she didn't know what she was carrying in her pocket, and the whole process was rattling. Jiang Xuan was reciting the text, but was frowned by the noise. When she looked up, she happened to see her last The ponytail cut disappeared through the door.

Suddenly, a fit of depression rose in Jiang Xuan's heart, he clicked his tongue softly, stopped silently, stared at the door in a daze, his mind had already started to shoot volg.

This is it, the noisy recess, the students doing their own things in the classroom, those who memorize the text and do the questions, and those who secretly play with their mobile phones while checking to see if there is a teacher at the door.Now the camera is extended, take a picture of the open multimedia and the list of teachers on the projection screen, then turn right, stop at the door for a while, and go out from the door, there are students on both sides of the corridor, there is a gust of wind running past, and there are some who are sneaking boo...

"Dongzi!"

The table was suddenly bumped.

Jiang Xuan's meditation was interrupted, and he raised his eyelids: "Huh?"

Chen Zhengyu pushed his glasses and glanced at him. Wang Peng went out after class. He probably went to the back of the staff dormitory to hurry up and smoke. Xu Fei wasn't there either. He doesn't smoke, so he probably went to the bathroom.

Chen Zhengyu said: "After the exam, you can borrow me to copy and put some on the side. I will copy the choices and fill in the blanks. I will figure out the big questions by myself."

Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows, "How did you know that there was an exam?"

"Hey, does it need to be said, the political class is tested every Wednesday, and the judgment can be made on Thursday, and then it will be taught until next Tuesday, and the test will continue on Wednesday...Don't you tell me that you didn't sum up this rule?"

Jiang Xuan tilted his head, and after thinking about it, he replied sincerely: "No, we Xueba don't care much about this."

Chen Zhengyu: "...Oh well, whatever you want, let me copy it later, Baba, fill in the blanks and choose, fill in the blanks and choose."

Jiang Xuan looked at him and saw that his expression was normal, and he sighed after a long time, with a tone of caring for mentally handicapped children: "Let me also summarize a rule for you."

Chen Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, "Ah, what do you think?"

Jiang Thong: "There are no fill-in-the-blank questions in the political exam."

"... "

Chen Zhengyu opened his mouth, didn't say anything for a long time, then simply shut his mouth and turned back.

"Also," Jiang Xuan patted his chair, "Don't hit the table."

Chen Zhengyu was silent for two seconds, then nodded bluntly, "Your boss, listen to you."

"Ah."

Just as the conversation between the two of them ended, the clacking sound appeared again.

Jiang Thrush leaned back in his chair, and his expressionless eyes fell lightly on the door. Sure enough, within three seconds, the representative of the political class came in with a ponytail and a test paper in his hand.

Jiang Xuan was surprised and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. If Chen Zhengyu hadn't reminded him, he really didn't notice that the politics class had exams every Wednesday.

The attached high school is like this, wishing that from the moment you step into the gate of high school, a knife with a cold light will be hung on the top of your head, and the papers will be thrown on you like snowflakes, the teacher will spit and stars will fly all over the sky, and the students below will die. The surrounding environment reminds you to face the upcoming college entrance examination all the time, but if you relax a little, you will feel flustered, nervous, and anxious.

Jiang Xuan glanced sarcastically at the paper that had already arrived in his hand. As always, it was neatly written in black type, four sheets, front and back, multiple choice questions and subjective questions.

Because the liberal arts synthesis has not yet started, history and land administration have their own papers, with a full score of [-].

Before the class bell rang, the exam had already started.

When the political teacher walked into the classroom slowly with a thermos, Jiang Xuan had just finished the previous 36 choices and was flipping through the test papers.

Subconsciously, he caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye, and Jiang Xuan raised his head and glanced up and down.

This new political teacher is the same age as Cheng Da.

Cousins, cousins, classmates, friends, and boyfriends and girlfriends.

What kind of relationship will it be?

Sensing his gaze, Lu Yanlin, who was sitting behind the podium, looked up.

Jiang Tong looked away without changing his face, and the subjective question was the first to test philosophy.

A person cannot step into the same river twice, please use "Philosophical Life" to explain it, and talk about your views based on the actual situation...Maybe cousins, the political teacher looked a little naive than Cheng Da, and ruled out cousins...Answer, It is emphasizing the absolute movement of the world and denying the relative stillness... It doesn't look like a cousin, maybe a classmate or a friend, how did the friend know each other?It may be that classmates develop into friends...Movement is absolute, eternal, and unconditional, and stillness is a special state of motion, which is relative, temporary, and conditional...Boyfriends?We used to be college classmates, but now we are boyfriend and girlfriend?Cheng Da is already at work, so they should have been together for a long time...

"Dongzi!"

The table moved, Chen Zhengyu leaned back, and called him in a low voice.

"choose!"

Political teacher 26, if the above guess is correct, then they have been together for at least four years...

"Dongzi!"

The table moved again.

Therefore, the view that "it is impossible for a person to step into the same river twice" is wrong... It has been four years, and this age group and dating time are almost ready to get married...

Chen Zhengyu sat back again, sticking his whole body against the back of the chair, and raised his voice: "Dong! Son!"

pat.

There was a crisp sound.

In the quiet classroom, many people who were busy writing stopped and turned to look at Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan stared impatiently at the pen that he had just dropped on the table. Chen Zhengyu was already frightened by the movement. He thought he was annoying, so he didn't dare to speak. Rubbing back, he took a pen and made a look of deep thought.

The smell of smoke on Wang Peng's body didn't dissipate, and mixed with an inexplicable smell of perfume, it made Jiang Xuan's nose itch.

He didn't write the papers originally, so he followed Jiang Xuan to do multiple-choice questions. When Jiang Xuan wrote one, he copied one, and the rest were empty if he didn't want to write.

Wang Peng was originally playing with his mobile phone at the bottom, but now he also looked over, leaned down and asked softly: "What's the matter? Why are you angry halfway through writing? Did the tricky question offend you?"

Jiang Xuan didn't speak, Lu Yanlin, who had already stood up on the podium, said, "Wang Peng."

Wang Peng stopped talking and sat up straight: "...Hey, what's the matter?"

"Sleep when you're sleepy, don't disturb others."

As soon as the words were finished, Xu Fei and Chen Zhengyu, who were sitting in the front row with quails, began to shake their shoulders and struggle to hold back their laughter.

Daxiong in their class was next to Wang Peng, and he was also laughing together at this time, covering his mouth with both hands desperately, and spraying out a few uncontrollable laughs, the more he sprayed, the harder he pressed, and finally he was about to spray out. The "ha ha ha" became "puff puff puff".

It's not continuous, it's poof, poof, poof.

Wang Peng lowered his head and stared at him, tilted his head and spat at him, "It's a good fart to let you go!"

He thought his voice was quite low, but it was actually quite loud, and the whole class could hear it.

Laugh out loud.

Jiang Xuan also hooked the corners of his mouth, looked down at the simplest subjective question according to the position of the test paper that he had answered messily, and laughed at this moment.

The last class in the afternoon is self-study. Jiang Xuan has already finished today's homework between classes. The self-study originally planned to use five and three to do two sets of short-answer questions, but as soon as the class bell rang, his mobile phone in the table hole started to go crazy Vibration, if the class is very quiet now, it is estimated that the situation in the morning will have to be repeated again. The students in the class are still in the aftermath of the recess and have not recovered. The buzzing vibration was drowned out.

Jiang Xuan put down his pen, lowered his head and took out his phone to look at the screen.

Then his face suddenly changed, and he frowned suddenly.

If Wang Peng, who was concentrating on playing games, turned his head and looked over at this time, he would find that Jiang Xuan's shoulders were shaking slightly, his healthy cheeks had become much paler, and his whole person's feeling had changed.

Become anxious, tense, and... fearful.

"Hey, what are you doing, why are you picking mushrooms in the wild with all the ADCs on the opposite side?"

Wang Peng tilted his head and leaned on the microphone and said sadly.

Jiang Xuan stared at the string of mobile phone numbers on the screen, without any notes, the location was in Eucalyptus.

His hand gestured on the red cross on the screen for a long time, but in the end he couldn't make up his mind to hang up.

"I'm going to drain the water, I'll be back in a while."

He turned his head and said something quickly, without waiting for Wang Peng's reaction, he stood up and stepped out of the seat. He was sitting in the last row, and behind him was the back door.

But instead of going to the toilet, he walked quickly to the stairs and ran down three steps at a time.

"... "

"Where are you?! Died outside?! Entered the game?! The wings are hard, don't I care?! Your mother is dying!! Dead!! Killed by you!! Trash!! Hurry up and go home!!! Let me see you in half an hour!!!"

In the small open space behind the staff dormitory building, Jiang Xuan was leaning against the wall, clasping the wall behind him firmly with one hand.

The hysterical voice from the earpiece almost pierced the eardrums.

The woman's voice was shrill, Jiang Xuan felt cold all over his body, and felt a biting chill rising from his back. The woman's voice turned into a sharp knife, piercing deeply into his body, scratching the skin inch by inch, and all the places it passed were gouged out. Heartbreaking pain.

He tried his best to control his tone, but he was still trembling: "I... I'm in school, I can't go back."

There was a pause for two seconds, and then the voice became even more shrill: "Go to school?! You trash still go to school?! Didn't I call your head teacher to drop out of school?! Did you sneak back again?!! Go to school?! !You are a fucking school!! Give me back all my money! I won’t give it to you! I won’t use it for you to go to school! You go home! Be like a cow! Give me back all the money I have paid for you I!!!! Go home!!! Go home!!!"

"..."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xuan clenched the phone tightly, his upper and lower teeth collided uncontrollably, his jaw twitched endlessly, and the crackling sound seemed to be chewing bones, he tried to control his voice calmly and firmly: "I can't go back. "

It's not that I won't go back, but that I can't go back.

Can't go back.

don't want to go back.

The words fell, and both ends of the phone fell silent.

Jiang Xuan counted silently in his heart.

One.

two.

three…

Before the count of three was finished, the woman's suppressed crying came intermittently.

Jiang Xuan suddenly relaxed, his shoulders collapsed, and his constricted pupils gradually returned to their original appearance.

My whole body seemed to be drained of strength, because the woman's disorganized words became very weak, and my legs could no longer stand.

Jiang Thrush slowly slid down the wall.

The woman was still going on, but it turned into begging: "You go home...Little thrush, come home, come back... Mom misses you, come back, come back quickly, the house is too quiet, mom please Come back now..."

"Go home" is like a mantra, being said over and over again by the woman, as if to brainwash him.

You go home, it's wrong to be outside.

you have to go home.

Jiang Xuan gasped, closed his eyes hard, and insisted: "I can't go back to see you, I'm in school, I can't go back, the school won't let me go, I can't go back."

The woman seemed to be listening to him very seriously, and following his train of thought, she should stop crying now, her voice was still sticky and confused, "But you have to go home, if you don't go home, what will mom do... Mom doesn't want to die, doesn't want to die..."

The eye sockets are a little hot, and something very wet has slipped down.

Jiang Thrush's chest felt tight and painful, as if it was about to burst open.

After being silent for a century, Jiang Xuan coughed lightly, and said with difficulty: "Don't, just stay here and watch the TV make-up, I... I'll go back later, three hours, I'll go to school after class and dinner." Let me go... okay?"

"it is good!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the woman's mood was changeable, and her voice became bright again, as if the hysteria just now didn't exist, and Jiang Xuan could even imagine her smiling face at this moment.

Like an ignorant little girl.

"I'll stay well, put on makeup, watch TV, let my aunt cook a lot of delicious food, and wait for you at home!"

Waiting for you at home!

waiting for you!

wait!you!

Everyone!

After hanging up the phone, it had been a long time, and Jiang Xuan was still in a daze. Contrary to the previous appearance of being ready for battle, he sat on the ground where the camera could not see, staring at the mobile phone on the concrete floor in a daze.

It was like the mobile phone was some kind of monster, staring at him covetously, and whenever he made the slightest movement, he would pounce on him with sharp claws and tear him to pieces.

There is a cigarette butt in the distance, the color is quite new, it may have been smoked by Wang Peng in the morning.

The originally relaxed mood became heavy, and the body was also very tired.

...

Mom was talking about you.

not you.

The get out of class bell rang at this time, and the self-study class was over.

He stood up with difficulty, leaned on the wall and walked out.

The cafeteria is open.

After dinner, go back and have a look.

go back and see...

I have to go back, I have to go back.

I was wrong on the outside.

I can't do whatever I want.

I was wrong.