Xiaoman

"...What?" Liu Xiaoman stiffened his neck and didn't dare to move, afraid of falling off, rolled his eyes to look up, covered his head and swallowed the candy.

Alpine button candy, a small one, chocolate flavor.

"I was looking for something when I was shopping." Xia Liang said, and walked downstairs past him.

Shopping for candy is indeed something that their school's small supermarket can do, specifically referring to the one on the first floor of the cafeteria where Li Meng loves to go.

The small supermarket is contracted out by the school. The owner is a pair of fat sisters. They can pick and count, and they will buy everything. There is a big plastic bucket full of sugar on the counter. I don’t want to look for thirty-five cents change. , or if eight yuan and seven are counted as nine yuan, just grab two candies to make up for it.

However, it is usually a handful of fake sugar that costs a few cents, and Alps should not belong to the level of making change...

Taking another look, it turned out to be Alpas.

Liu Xiaoman held the candy in his hand and hesitated for a while, and couldn't understand why, Li Meng gave him candy, and he could accept it naturally, but Xia Liang gave him this, but he just didn't want to accept it.

Looking up again, Xia Liang has already descended to the corner of the stairs, he can't chase him down and return it to him, it's really unnecessary for a piece of card.

It is also strange enough.

After two days of school, I have collected sugar.

"Are you going downstairs?" As if greeting someone who was looking for something to say, Liu Xiaoman came up with a concluding sentence.

"Toilet." Xia Liang looked up at him, and changed the direction of the lollipop stick in his mouth, "Do you still want to go together?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of some points that were difficult to say directly, and looked at Liu Xiaoman's waistband.

"You..." He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

Is it convenient to take things out?

Liu Xiaoman understood what Xia Liang was thinking almost as soon as his eyes moved.

He slammed his temples twice, and turned half around in embarrassment.

"Hurry up and go, you." He said a word to Xia Liang sullenly, turned around and went back to the classroom with the candy in his hand.

Xia Liang stood in front of the urinal, but he still hadn't recovered from this question.

It's really unbearable.

No one was around, and he tried it with one hand.

In fact, it's not that inconvenient, but knowing that two hands are more convenient, one hand is so inconvenient that people want to sigh.

Remembering that Liu Xiaoman turned around and left like a thief just now, he wanted to laugh inexplicably at the urinal.

Halfway through the thought, I felt like a psycho, and I didn't know where the joke was, so I suppressed the smile again.

He didn't mean to laugh at it, but he felt that Liu Xiaoman was so thin-skinned that he probably didn't go to the toilet at school.

If you go once, you must be so embarrassed that your face turns red, and you can't hold back, so you go to the cubicle and close the door to pee secretly when there are few people.

Rustling.

Quite fun.

Like a...some animal.

After washing his hands, the phone vibrated twice in his pocket.

He took out the cigarette case, popped one out and bit it, and took out the phone while lighting the fire.

It was Luo Hao who sent a WeChat message, asking him whether to go home at night or to continue the red sun.

"Red Sun" is the Internet cafe near his home. It has been in business for several years. The environmental boss is pretty good everywhere, but the name is cancer, and it is called Red Sun. It is like brother-in-law with the Red Sun Parent-child Kindergarten in the back street.

Luo Hao and the others thought it was embarrassing, so they forcibly changed the name to "Red Sun".

Xia Liang said "no".

He is not addicted to Internet cafes, especially dislikes spending the night in Internet cafes, discos and the like, only when he is so upset that he doesn't want to go home, he will find a random place to spend the night.

For example, yesterday was because his father came, and he didn't want to go back and talk to his grandpa.

Going to the Internet cafe doesn't need to talk nonsense, if he doesn't want to talk, Luo Hao and the others won't invite him to talk more, just play games.

It's boring to play too many games, and it's a routine to go back and forth, and it gets boring after a few hands.

When he got tired of it, he quit and started a movie, watched it without a glance, listened to Luo Hao and the others yelling at the top of their voices, and waited for the dawn.

The hours before dawn are always so numb that people can't think about it.

To put it another way, it might be called emptiness.

Before the word "no" was sent out, the phone vibrated again, this time it was Lian Zhen, and a call came.

Xia Liang didn't answer, he looked at the number on the screen, pressed the volume down button, turned off the vibration, and bit the cigarette holder with his teeth.

The smoke ran upwards in strands, causing him to slightly squint his eyes.

One came yesterday, another one today.

The couple also had a tacit understanding.

After biting No.12, the eyeballs were almost sour from the smoke, and the other party finally hung up.

He locked the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket, turned his head and spit the cigarette butt into the sink with a "poof", turned and walked out.

Turning around a little bit sharply, just bumped into a boy who just came in from outside the door.

The boy looked like a freshman in high school. He wanted to be stabbed at first, but when he met Xia Liang's eyes, he was probably taken aback by the unconcealable irritability on his face, and his mouth was on the verge of closing his mouth.

One is more annoying than the other.

Xia Liang frowned, suppressed his anger and nodded casually at him as an apology, but the other party reflexively followed suit and nodded, saying "Sorry".

After finishing speaking, the man was stunned, and said "fuck?" in wonder.

Xia Liang realized that he seemed to have a habit of laughing less the more upset he was, so he laughed out loud when he was teased, and replied shamelessly: "It's okay."

Back in the classroom, student Liu Zongzi was lying on his desk in a daze for his morning break, recalling the only time in his 11 years of school experience that he was tired of studying.

——It is related to going to the toilet.

At that time, he was in the second grade or the third grade. In winter, his grandfather would wear the kind of cotton trousers sewn by old people on the street. They were thick and bloated, and they were one-piece. , hung in a knot at the back of the neck.

Looking back now, it's kind of scary fashion.

He can't remember the specific situation very vaguely, probably because his brain feels ashamed, and he doesn't want to remember it in depth.

The deepest impression is that he didn't untie the knot at the back of the neck, and he couldn't pull it out from the neck. He just stood in the bathroom and peed his pants, and the water flowed down the pants leg, which made people feel confused.

His classmates witnessed this scene, and they were surprised, so they went to help him report to the head teacher very enthusiastically.

The head teacher was a young female teacher, with a complicated expression of pity, she called him out of the bathroom and asked him to go home and change his pants.

When he got home, Liu Xiaoman didn't want to go to school anymore.

He doesn't want to live anymore.

It's quite fun to think about it now, everyone is still young and doesn't understand anything, he is lucky, he didn't encounter pure "badness" in the most ignorant elementary school, and the next day he was sent to school by his grandfather with a sad face, and no one Point to his nose and make fun of him.

But it was indeed a clear enlightenment for him on the concept of "shame".

He can be a person with only one hand, this is already a fact, there is no way to accept it or not.

But he can't be a person who can't even do basic self-care because he only has one hand.

That's not a disabled person, that's a disabled person.

So in order to avoid the blow of becoming a "disabled person" again, he developed the habit of holding back his urine, and did not go to the toilet at school unless he had to.

Even now he won't be at a loss because he can't unbutton his pants.

Also very easy to solve.

Liu Xiaoman was half asleep, half awake and drowsy. He obviously didn't feel that he had slept soundly, but when someone flicked his ear, he woke up and realized that it was almost two o'clock.

Almost everyone in the class came, bluffing, Han Xuebi had already fulfilled the duties of the class leader, controlling discipline on the podium, and seemed to want to say something.

He sat up and squinted his eyes to regain his senses, his eyeballs seemed to be a little pressed, and the seat between him and Xia Liang was facing the light again, and the light at this time directly poured on his head and face from the window, making his eyes golden and purple It took a long time to see that there was no one in Li Meng's seat.

No wonder Li Meng's head always felt deformed and smaller.

It was the braid of the female classmate in the front seat.

After a delay of two seconds, he turned his head to look at Xia Liang, and asked him, "Are you playing me?"

"You still know how to ask?" Xia Liang turned his face to look at him with his chin resting on his hands.

"Yeah." Liu Xiaoman lowered his head and rubbed his ears.

Xia Liang was actually reading a book.

Although it is an extracurricular book.

But he is reading.

Xia Liang was so amused by his stupidity that he wanted to laugh: "The head teacher is looking for you."

Liu Xiaoman stopped, raised his neck and looked out the window: "Is he here?"

"Back door." He gave a thumbs up without looking back.

Shang Liangshan probably asked him about the documents he wanted to copy, Liu Xiaoman hurriedly took out the small bag, took out a pile of stacked copies from it, got up and went out.

As soon as he went out through the back door, he saw Li Meng.

Li Meng is being trained.

"What's the matter with you? You're only here now?" Shang Liangshan saw Liu Xiaoman coming out, motioned him with his eyes to "wait a while", and continued to train Li Meng with his hands behind his back.

Liu Xiaoman stood aside and saw that Li Meng was still holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, trying to hide behind his trouser seam. Shang Liangshan also saw it, and frowned, Liu Xiaoman's scalp went numb.

This is probably the feeling of "you are not the one being scolded, and you are embarrassed for him".

"I'm going home." Li Meng said with his head drooping.

"What are you doing home at noon?" Shang Liangshan asked.

"I'm going home..." Li Meng was stunned by the question, and after thinking for a long time, he carefully looked up at him: "...for dinner?"

Shang Liangshan glared at him, and he also felt that the questioning was a bit substandard, so he didn't continue to cross-examine him.

He puffed up his eyes and continued: "Yesterday, you were wandering around without going to class. Just now I saw you coming from the school gate from a distance, and wanted to see if you had a sense of urgency. But I have already arrived, and you are actually slower than me. "

"I made a mistake, teacher." Li Meng said immediately.

"Your parents rented a house at the gate of the school to facilitate your commuting and studying. Why, think about it yourself." Shang Liangshan pursed his lips, and slammed his chin at the door, "Go in, and stop drinking such dirty things. thing."

"Hey." Li Meng ran away with a "snap".

Liu Xiaoman gave him all the copies, and Shang Liangshan took them over to look at them, and said, "Have they all been printed?"

"It's ready." Liu Xiaoman nodded.

Shang Liangshan said "hmm", rolled up the copy and looked at him with his hands behind his back, "How does it feel to run in the morning, I think you also ran down later."

"It's okay," Liu Xiaoman said honestly, "At first I couldn't run, it was awkward, but then I got used to it."

"That's right." Shang Liangshan showed that serious smile again, looking a little relieved, "Physical fitness is also a part that needs to be tested at your age. You can't say that you think you can't exercise, so you always resist exercise. Learning No matter how good it is, it won’t work if your physique can’t keep up.”

Liu Xiaoman nodded.

"After all, health is the thing that can really affect your whole life," Shang Liangshan emphasized. "It's normal to feel a little uncomfortable at the beginning. Adjust slowly according to your actual situation. Afterwards, your physical strength can keep up."

"En." Liu Xiaoman nodded again.

He understands the truth, and he feels refreshed just after running in the morning.

But isn't the college entrance examination just a matter of two or three years?

Liu Xiaoman sighed inwardly.

No wonder he was able to sleep until now, probably due to the impact of running, never before.

"And now, how do you feel in the classroom?" Shang Liangshan said again.

Liu Xiaoman faintly felt that his words were pointing at Xia Liang, so he nodded as usual: "Very good."

Shang Liangshan also knew that Liu Xiaoman would not say anything else, so he glanced into the classroom. The peculiarity of the students in the last class is that even if they all know that he is at the back door, as long as he doesn't step into the classroom, they can celebrate the festival with him. The same screaming in class.

Consciousness, nonexistent.

Only human intervention is possible.

Shang Liangshan looked at Liu Xiaoman earnestly.

Liu Xiaoman's eyelids twitched.

"You can also feel the situation in our class. I also learned about your situation from your former class teacher. You are very reassuring. You have good academic performance and are very self-conscious." Shang Liangshan praised him first.

Liu Xiaoman smiled dryly.

"I have been emphasizing that you are a group. If everyone in a group works hard, it is impossible for this class not to improve." Shang Liangshan paused, "Of course, there are certain difficulties, and I am also working hard. Let each of you have a greater sense of collective honor."

What the hell are you trying to say.

Liu Xiaoman asked in his heart.

"I have some ideas in various aspects of you, such as sports, running, and learning, but they are not perfect. The current idea is just a prototype. I think we can start with a few small areas and gradually expand to affect the whole class. .” Shang Liangshan stopped to organize his words.

"For example, Han Xuebi, I also chatted with her, she can lead a few people around her; Positive effect," Shang Liangshan looked at him with his fingers, "at least in terms of academic performance, right, you have an advantage over your deskmate, front, back, left, and right."

Liu Xiaoman looked at him, blinked slowly as if he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Me? Take Xia Liang?" He tried to understand Shang Liangshan's meaning, "...to study?"

You are too embarrassed to say Xia Liang's name, and use the word "same table" instead... Do these three words get together?

Shang Liangshan cleared his throat: "I'm not asking you to take the lead, but to take the lead."

Is there a difference?

Liu Xiaoman looked confused.

"Xia Liang is a student. I know a lot about him. He is smart, that is to say, he has not made progress in the past two years. In his bones, he is not that kind of hopeless student." Shang Liangshan glanced at him, "He didn't do it in the morning. Did I take you for a run?"

I was late because of him!

Liu Xiaoman almost shouted in his heart.

He couldn't speak, this is the class teacher in front of him, he was not an eloquent person, not even as glib as Li Meng.

"I can't take him with me." He could only express his heart honestly, "It's also very difficult for me to learn by myself."

"Don't worry, that's what I think. You have an exam next week. Let's wait for the results to see the situation." Shang Liangshan didn't insist on embarrassing him, and he probably found that this request was a bit unrealistic.

Sure enough, there is an exam.

Liu Xiaoman was in a complicated mood.

Shang Liangshan raised his hand to check the time: "Okay, let's go in. Let Xia Liang go to the office to find me before evening self-study."

Back to his seat, Han Xuebi was still speaking on the podium.

The preparatory bell had already rang, so her speech speed, which was originally too fast, accelerated. Liu Xiaoman understood what she was talking about on duty after listening twice. She talked and gestured to explain each health zone corresponding to her class one by one.

This section should be a history class, Liu Xiaoman took out a book from the desk bucket, and said to Xia Liang: "The head teacher asked you to go there before evening self-study."

Xia Liang said "hmm", just like the last time Shang Liangshan let him go, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Hey, Liu Xiaoman!" Li Meng called back to him as he sipped his big cup of milk tea, and pointed to the podium happily, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I just came in, I'll take a look after class." Liu Xiaoman said.

He has no interest in this matter. In the past, the platoon in the class would take care of him deliberately, and arrange a job for him to clean the blackboard. After a few years, he was almost wiped out of pneumoconiosis, and he hardly had a chance to hold the broom handle.

"No, I just went to see it, let's go together..." Li Meng drew a circle in the air with his milk tea cup, and threw a pearl on Wang Chao's back.

Liu Xiaoman leaned back with a face of shock, Xia Liang reacted the same way as him out of the corner of his eye.

"Damn it." Li Meng hurriedly squeezed it off for him secretly, shook it in his hands for a long time, and then said: "——the butt area of ​​the back building is our sanitation area, every Wednesday."

"Us?" Liu Xiaoman asked him back.

"I, you," Li Meng pointed to Liu Xiaoman and himself, then Wang Chao and Xia Liang, "he, him."

When he pointed to Xia Liang, the pearls stuck to his fingers finally flung out and stuck to the page of the book that Xia Liang was about to turn.

"Damn..." Li Meng was dumbfounded.

"Did you stick something on my back?" Dynasty's reflex arc was two meters long, and now he twisted his body and touched his back.

Xia Liang and Liu Xiaoman looked at the pearl, which was still drool-stained, falling from the lifted page to the next page.

Xia Liang loosened his grip on the pages, sighed, and pushed the book forward.

"Sent you off." He said.

"...Really?" Li Meng thought he was going to be beaten, but he didn't expect Xia Liang's reaction to be like this.

"I'm sorry..." He took the book over to look at the cover meaningfully, "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea".

"Well, let's go swimming in the book." Xia Liang lowered his head and squeezed his neck, "Remember to keep your mouth shut, or you will be drowned."

Li Meng: "..."

Liu Xiaoman secretly laughed for a while, then thought of a more practical question, and asked Li Meng: "Is today only Wednesday?"

"Three." The three said at the same time.