pretend to be poor

Probably because of being deeply infected by the breath of the god of learning, after the first monthly exam after the National Day, Tong Huai's grades improved again.

There is still some distance from Yanda's minimum admission score in previous years, but there is great hope.

The third year of senior high school is very tiring, reviewing in class, brushing up on questions after class, occasionally sneaking a little leisure time, taking a nap during the break, as if I have slept for half a century, and I am still tired when I open my eyes, only a few minutes later.

The people in the class stopped fighting and making noise, just sat in their seats obediently, reading books, memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing memorizing my memorizing memoirs, and even the most restless Zhao Gou was still studying silently.

Day by day, the first half of the semester is passing by, and the countdown calendar is getting thinner and thinner.

There are only ten days of winter vacation, but there are a lot of test papers, and there is no day to rest. After finishing the winter vacation homework, school will start again.

Yimo Tong Huai didn't get the score he wanted, and Xue Ting comforted him for a few days.

Then came the good news.

Last spring outing in high school.

As Xu Xingzhou's most reliable and caring little assistant, Lu Ziran was the first to get the news of the spring outing. When he returned to the lifeless class, he announced in advance, "This year's spring outing is going to Yunzhe Temple."

Everyone suddenly let out a long "ah", expressing their disappointment: "It's so close, just outside the city, what's the point?"

"It would be great if I went to the film and television city. My idol recently came to Lan to film."

"Who is your idol?"

"Her idol, Shen Ji, our Brother Tong also likes him very much, last time I went to his concert with Brother Xue."

"Cumin, can you not go to Yunzhe Temple in blood? I hate mountain climbing the most."

The class boiled like boiling oil, noisy and noisy, Zhao Gou, who was usually the most noisy, didn't follow suit, turned his head and winked at Tong Huai: "Little Tong, it is said that the wishing tree in Yunzhe Temple is very spiritual, so please ask for something."

"What do you want?" Tong Huai finished writing a question and took a moment to look at him.

Zhao Gou held his face shyly: "I want to ask it to bless me to get out of the single before the college entrance examination."

Chen Yuan sneered: "Virtue."

"What do you know, if you don't have a relationship at the best age, it will be left after midsummer."

Tong Huai also began to taunt: "It's only been three months, just dream about it."

"That tree is amazing!"

Listening to his nonsense, Chen Yuan rolled his eyes and pulled him back by his ears: "Do you still want to fall in love early? Have you finished memorizing "A Happy Journey?"

Holding the pen in his hand, Tong Huai couldn't help but be amused as he looked at the two silly plastic brothers.

Turning around after the music, Xue Ting leaned his elbows on the table and rested his chin with one hand, as if he was listening to Zhao Gou's nonsense quite seriously.

He was surprised, poked Xue Ting's waist, leaned over and asked treacherously: "Tingting, as a successor of socialism in the new era, do you still believe what the old dog said?"

Even old children don't believe this.

Xue Ting withdrew his gaze, and said in a calm tone, "I don't believe it."

Tong Huai expressed strong doubts. After looking around, he rubbed his hair with a smile, and stood up to resist: "I told you not to touch my head. If I grow less than 1.8 meters before graduation, you must be the one who touched me." short."

Zhao Gou was compelled to silently write "Xiaoyaoyou" by Chen Yuan. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and continued to sell Amway forcefully: "You can make a wish! That tree is really magical!"

Tong Huai disdained: "Do you think I look like a superstitious person?"

The weekly exam was not cancelled. The spring outing was arranged on Sunday, starting at [-] am and returning at [-] pm, and the evening self-study was cancelled.

Even so, everyone was crazy about being able to go out to relax. When they set off, they forgot how disgusted they were before, and the group was really fragrant.

The third class is led by the head teacher Xu Xingzhou.

When he got into the car, beside him was a rather tall strange man, wearing a hat with the brim pressed down very low, and his face was tightly covered by a mask.

The students looked at him curiously, but Xu Xingzhou just smiled and led the man to the back row without introducing him.

Xu Xingzhou was a little motion sick, and received motion sickness medicine and stickers for motion sickness stickers from a bunch of classmates who expressed their concern, so he sat down next to the window with his arms in his arms.The man was sitting next to him, close to the aisle, and fell asleep with his arms folded as soon as the bus started.

Tong Huai and Xue Ting were also sitting in the back row, feeling that this person looked familiar for no reason, curious and puzzled, couldn't help but stare at him for a while.

Xue Ting leaned against the back of the chair and folded his arms, staring blankly at Tong Huai who hadn't glanced at him since he got in the car. Exhausted of patience, he raised his hand and squeezed his chin back: "What are you looking at?"

Tong Huai gestured, pointed at the man wearing the hat, and lowered his voice: "I think he looks familiar."

He spoke in a low voice, but the man who seemed to be asleep seemed to have heard it. He lifted his eyelids lazily and looked over. When he raised his head, he revealed a few strands of hair, which were streaked with silver in the pitch black, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked forward. shining brightly.

Before Tong Huai could see clearly, Xue Ting pressed his head into his arms, and calmly nodded at the man: "Excuse me."

Aggrieved, Tong Huai leaned his head on his shoulder, muttering about the familiarity all the way.

That kind of vague familiarity is very torturous, as if something is missing, as long as you can remember a word, you can immediately think of it.

The morning in March was still a bit cold, the bus went around the curve, and the Yunzhe Temple in the distance was looming in the mountains, as if we could hear the distant and clear bells.

Yunzhe Temple is one of the famous scenic spots in Linlan. It has a long and not short history. It is located on the Yunzhe Mountain outside the north of the city. The bluestone steps extend from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The traces left by time on the stone steps are in the broken corners Looming, you can't see the end at a glance.

Every day, many people stop and climb with different thoughts.

Before the car stopped, Xu Xingzhou stood up and said a few precautions: "Don't run around, keep in touch at any time, and you must come immediately when the assembly time comes."

The students let out a long "oh".

A group of people proposed a competition in the car to see who could reach Yunzhe Temple first, got out of the car, cheered, and rushed up the stone steps.

Tong Huai slept late last night, not in the mood to run along, lazily hanging on Xue Ting, slowly moving up one stone step after another, watching Zhao Gou, the animal who rolled his eyes, coldly Chen Yuan ran past him and shouted excitedly: "I'm going to make a wish first!"

Tong Huai rubbed his waist, groaning and chirping: "I can't get over a stick."

Xue Ting laughed lightly.

The two walked slowly at the end as if they were taking a walk. When they climbed to the top, the mountains and mist had dispersed, the sky had cleared up, and the air on the mountain was a bit cool, but it was very clean, and it felt purified after taking a breath.

Surrounded by the sound of birds, peach blossoms are blooming all over the mountain, clusters of clouds, pale pink and green at the far end, full of vitality, can wash away the eyes soaked in the sea of ​​questions all day.

Going out for a walk can really relax, because Tong Huai, who has been depressed for a while because of his grades, feels much more at ease.

There are many people who come to the temple on weekends, bustling, many of them are middle-aged couples, the college entrance examination is coming, it seems that they come to pray for their children.

Stepping through the high threshold, as soon as Tong Huai looked up, he saw the "wishing tree" that Zhao Gou yearned for not far away.

Across the wall, the huge banyan tree also showed some appearance, with countless red ribbons hanging among the luxuriant branches and leaves, carrying the wishes of hundreds of people, flying in the wind.

Tong Huai was originally not interested in making wishes, but seeing this moved his heart.

But the day before yesterday, he uttered big words in front of Xue Ting, and now he would definitely be ridiculed if he went over to make a wish.

He pondered for a while, then smiled: "Brother Ting, I suddenly remembered that my dad seems to know someone here, I'll go say hello, you go shopping first."

Xue Ting nodded.

Tong Huai jumped into the crowd, followed the crowd around, looked back, but Xue Ting was gone, so he hurriedly found a little novice, leaned over to ask the way to the wishing tree, and walked briskly.

There were a lot of people under the wishing tree, Tong Huai squeezed in, and with a glance, he saw Xue Ting.

Xue Ting just wrote some characters on the red ribbon and handed it to the staff to tie it on.

Tong Huai: "..."

This person kept telling him that he didn't believe it!

Tong Huai stared, squeezed over and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you caught by me?"

Xue Ting didn't expect him to appear suddenly, he was stunned for a rare moment, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Huai Zai, what are you doing here?"

Tong Huai said confidently: "Catch you, I have discovered your flaws since just now, and I have specially laid bait for you."

Xue Ting smiled, "Really?"

Tong Huai looked at him with a shy face for a moment, curious to death: "What wish did you make? May I be admitted to Yanda University?"

Xue Ting patted his hair, handed him a red ribbon, and said calmly, "You don't need to believe in God."

Tong Huai picked up the pen and thought about what wish to make: "Then what do you believe in?"

Xue Ting said: "Trust you, trust me."

Tong Huai paused.

His heart suddenly beat a little fast, his ears were hot, and he was dawdling, avoiding Xue Ting's sight, slipped behind him, wrote down his wish, handed it to the staff to hang up, and asked with his head sideways: "Haven't you Say, what wish did you make?"

Xue Ting said leisurely, "I'll tell you when you pass the [-]th exam."

A score of 670 is the lowest admission line in Yanda’s history.

That is not to say now.

Tong Huai didn't want to talk to him anymore: "Then I won't tell you my wish either."

Childish revenge, like a child.

Xue Ting had plenty of ways to get his words out, with a kind expression and no objection.

After the two stayed here, Lu Ziran and Lin Tanya also came over. Seeing the two of them, they were a little surprised: "Xue Ting, Tong Huai, are you here to make a wish too?"

Lin Tanya glanced at the hands of the two who were so close to each other, and smiled slightly.

The expressions of Tong Huai and Xue Ting were calm and calm, and they said in unison: "No."

"Then what are you doing here?" Lu Ziran pushed his glasses with a puzzled expression.

Tong Huai glanced at the huge banyan tree, and replied wittily: "Look at the scenery!"

The wishing tree is indeed beautiful, almost a kind of magnificent and dreamlike beauty. The luxuriant leaves rustle in the wind, making rustling sounds. Countless red silk ribbons move with the wind. Accompanied by the Sanskrit sounds and incense candles in the ancient temple, it seems to give birth to A bit divine.

This answer seemed to pass the test, Tong Huai hurriedly pulled Xue Ting away.

After running away, he and Xue Ting looked at each other and both laughed.

It took a lot of time to climb the mountain, and the sun rose quickly.

Tong Huai and Xue Ting were wandering around in the temple, occasionally looking for a Buddha statue to worship at random, tired of playing and looking for a place to sit down and rest, and suddenly heard a shout: "Brother Tong, Brother Xue, come and take a picture!"

Not far away, Zhao Gou was waving.

"coming!"

Tong Huai raised his head and smiled, took Xue Ting's hand, ran over like a gust of wind, and stood shoulder to shoulder to the last row.

"Crack" sound.

Another memory of youth.