Xiaoman

With such a sudden sound in a noisy environment, Liu Xiaoman felt without exaggeration that his brain went numb.

He turned to look at Xia Liang in surprise.

In Liu Xiaoman's life so far, he has never had much exposure to music.

If you have to say it, it’s not that there is no such thing. Grandpa used to have a small radio, and the antenna could receive the opera channel.

In the summer evening, when a few old uncles and grandpas have dinner, they like to hold a small horse and shake a big cattail fan. They go to the small supermarket downstairs and play two games of chess under the orange-red sunset, listening to "Yi Yi Ya Ya" "Smoking a few after-dinner cigarettes, the shadows stretched long, and he sat next to his grandfather, watching children of about the same age running past those shadows on the street.

At that time, the small supermarket was not a supermarket, but a small electrical appliance store. Uncle Song, who later took over to open the supermarket, hadn't grown a beard at that time.

Time really passed in a "swipe", and these sounds and pictures are like old yellowed stickers when I think of them now.

In junior high school, the Walkman became popular in the class, but he didn't have it, nor was he interested in it.

Fan Yiyang has had awesome self-control ability like a little adult since then, he feels that his ears are "humming and haha" all day long, chasing stars and wasting time, Liu Xiaoman, as his little follower, deeply thinks Of course.

After that is the high school entrance examination.

And then, and now.

Liu Xiaoman has done a lot of reading comprehension related to "music". There are a lot of famous allusions from ancient and modern China and foreign countries. In the section about the Renaissance in history books, there is a section dedicated to music. It is quite clear.

However, although he can list a lot of sentences such as "the mind without music is dry", "music cleanses the soul", etc., it is like someone who only knows that seafood is delicious but has never really eaten seafood. Just as people don't know how delicious seafood is, Liu Xiaoman has never really understood how music can "cleanse" people.

And at this moment, the moment when the world in his mind was suddenly covered by this melody, he looked at Xia Liang and suddenly felt...he might have grasped a little charm of music.

"Not good?" Xia Liang slid his phone, then turned to look at Liu Xiaoman, "You keep looking at me today."

"...No, it's very nice." Liu Xiaoman was defeated by this person's shamelessness, opened his mouth dryly, and didn't have a word he wanted to ask.

"Continue to do your question if it sounds good." Xia Liang leaned back in the chair and continued to scroll on the phone.

Songs were automatically switched one after another, Liu Xiaoman was worried that he would be distracted, but compared with the noise in the class, the music from the earphones is simply the sound of nature that makes people concentrate and calm down.

Although there were a few very "black" songs interspersed in the middle, just the prelude sounded "bang bang bang" and he was stunned for a moment, but Xia Liang cut it off with a smile.

When two people are doing something together, if one laughs, the other can't help but be taken over.

Smiling, Liu Xiaoman glanced at Xia Liang secretly again. The other end of the headphone cable was in his ear, dangling between the two of them. Also wobbled and calmed down.

amazing.

I didn't experience this feeling when I shared the earphones with Fan Yiyang.

He inexplicably felt that his relationship with Xia Liang was one step closer after Xia Liang broke his hand because of this thin headphone cable.

When school was about to end, Shang Liangshan came over again, this time to move books.

"Stack your books in the back space." He circled under the blackboard behind.

"There's no need for that, teacher!" someone snarled at the bottom, "We're not that kind of people, I don't even glance at the book when it's spread out!"

"I think you don't even know where it is if you want to copy it." Shang Liangshan said with a sneer.

The class pushed the table and moved the stool and moved.

Liu Xiaoman glanced back.

There is a wall behind his and Xia Liang's buttocks, the best position behind Xia Liang is a corner, and the books are not afraid of being bumped into that pile, and they will be turned in a mess.

"Let's stack them together." Xia Liang said.

"Okay." Liu Xiaoman nodded.

He took out the books in the drawer, thought about it and asked again: "Are you on top or bottom?"

"Huh?" Xia Liang looked at him, and after realizing what Liu Xiaoman was asking, he said "oh" slowly, with a subtle smile on his lips, and said, "I can do whatever you want."

"Then I'll be on top." Liu Xiaoman said, "I might have to look through it before we start."

Xia Liang smiled and said "hmm", he took out a stack of books and was about to throw them towards the corner.

"Use this as a pad," Liu Xiaoman hurriedly put his draft book over, "Don't get it dirty."

Before Xia Liang could speak, Wang Chao turned around first, and said "Ah—" with a smile: "I can't listen anymore! This is not the car going to the examination room, you two should just stop!"

"What?" Li Meng didn't hear it, and asked Wang Chao curiously, "What car are you driving?"

Xia Liang ignored them, and with a smile in his eyes, he turned around and pressed his book on Liu Xiaoman's draft book with a "bang".

Liu Xiaoman didn't think about it any more, at least he was in puberty, and he was immediately understood by their reaction.

There was a "buzz" in his ears, and he experienced the second numbness of his mind during an evening self-study.

It does not make sense……

He stared at Xia Liang with burning ears, and reflexively wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth.

It's just a joke, it would be too weird to explain it seriously.

But even though I am not the one "below", no matter how I think about it, I always have a feeling of being at a disadvantage... a sense of shame.

"Don't look at me," Xia Liang couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he stared at him like this, "It's all your decision."

Liu Xiaoman: "..."

I probably have to lose my whole life because I have no arms and a stupid mouth.

he thought wistfully.

The time of the exam day was different from the usual school time. The first Chinese class didn't start until [-] o'clock. Liu Xiaoman still got up early in the morning and set up a breakfast stall with his grandfather.

Fan Yiyang and their exam time are staggered, because they have to arrange the exam room, and there are not enough classrooms in the third year. After they finish the exam, they have to use the classrooms in the second year. They should go to class normally or have to attend these two days.

When passing by the breakfast stall, he stopped to say hello to Grandpa Xiaoman, called "Xiaoman" again, and asked him, "Would you like to go to school to read some books now, or help Grandpa for a while? "

"Go," Grandpa was rolling a pancake in his hand, and said to Liu Xiaoman without raising his head, "Don't you have an exam, don't be late."

"No," Liu Xiaoman shook his head, took out a ten-cent ticket, thought for a while and said to Fan Yiyang, "You go first, brother Yangyang, I'll go there by myself."

"It's okay," Fan Yiyang stepped on the pedals, and asked Liu Xiaoman before sliding out: "Does it feel okay?"

"There's nothing wrong with the Chinese test in the morning." Liu Xiaoman smiled.

I have memorized everything that should be memorized, and it is basically not difficult.

Fan Yiyang gave him a "come on" gesture, and rode away on his bike.

Liu Xiaoman kept helping his grandpa until eight o'clock, closed his small money box, helped grandpa close the stall, then tidied himself up, took a pen into his cuff and held it in his palm, ready to go to school.

After taking two steps towards the door, after thinking about it, he turned back and took another one.

"You won't be carrying your schoolbag today?" Grandpa was resting in the living room, watching him walking up and down the room, coughing twice and asking him.

"It's okay if you don't memorize the exam." Liu Xiaoman said.

"Come on." Grandpa beckoned to him.

Liu Xiaoman was about to put on his shoes, but one foot was already in, and he quickly took it off again, and went back to his grandfather with his slippers on.

"Slow down, take it easy." Grandpa tugged at his clothes, picked up the empty sleeve of his school uniform on the left, rolled it, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Go ahead, take the test hard." Grandpa patted him twice.

"Hey." Liu Xiaoman agreed and continued to put on his shoes.

Put it on halfway and took it off again.

He turned back to the living room and turned on the small TV that he hadn't used for a long time.

"Why are you driving it? It's not annoying enough." Grandpa coughed again.

Liu Xiaoman pressed the remote control quickly with a little hope, and it actually led him to find an opera show.

He smiled at his grandfather, this time he finally put on his shoes and went out.

It was exactly 08:30 when I arrived at the school. Before I went to the classroom, I only entered the porch of the teaching building. Liu Xiaoman felt the nervousness and relaxation unique to the exam.

——There are people everywhere, familiar faces and unfamiliar faces. Regardless of arts and sciences, students in all classes are looking for comrades in arms and asking for answers.

At the stairs on the first and second floors, and even at the door of their class and the 13th class next door, there were people in twos and threes exchanging tactics.

Liu Xiaoman walked to the back door of the classroom, checked to see if it was Class 12 hanging on the door in front of him, and then walked in.

As a result, as soon as he entered, Li Meng shivered in fright when he called out "Brother Xiaoman".

Maybe it wasn't frightened, it was just disgusted.

He froze in place and didn't dare to move, subconsciously glanced at Xia Liang's seat, it was empty and no one had come yet.

Li Meng and Wang Chao rushed over from left to right, squeezed him into the seat and sat down. Before he sat down, Li Meng pretended to dust Liu Xiaoman's bench twice with his sleeve.

"Brother Xiaoman..." Wang Chao also imitated Li Meng and shouted, hugging his right arm.

"Don't be like this..." Liu Xiaoman pulled out his arm and pushed him, then looked at Li Meng again, "What's wrong with you?"

"Let me copy the papers when I go back to the exam." Li Meng stopped pretending and said straight.

"You will agree, right!" Wang Chao pointed at him beside him, "Chinese is not important, as long as English and mathematics are enough."

"Yeah, okay." Liu Xiaoman nodded.

Li Meng clenched his fists and shouted "Yes".

"What did I say? I said yesterday that people will definitely agree. If you don't believe me, you have to ask again today." Wang Chao interrupted him, and looked at Liu Xiaoman again, "The garbage of those two weeks could be for nothing. of?"

Liu Xiaoman couldn't hold back his joy.

He guessed it was the same thing, it was quite normal, he was used to it, and the classmates who didn't have much contact with each other in the class before were willing to look for him when the exam was about to come. He really didn't have time to pass it on.

"But what do you think?" Liu Xiaoman looked at their seats, "Not next to each other..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Meng said, "Don't worry about that".

"Just write your own, don't block it." Wang Chao continued.

As Fan Yiyang said, the school did not seem to take the sophomore test seriously, and the focus was on the senior year.

Shang Liangshan came in with a kraft paper bag of papers 5 minutes before the start of the test, and only then did he know that the entrance exam for the second year of senior high school, not to mention that there is no score in the test room, even the invigilator will directly use the head teacher of each class.

"Are you invigilating the exam for us, class leader?" someone asked.

"Are you moved?" Shang Liangshan said.

The class was silent for a while, and smiled awkwardly, but no one answered his words.

This person has a dead fish face, but he can still play tricks.

Shang Liangshan asked them to open the tables a little, and counted the number of people while counting the papers on the podium. Seeing Xia Liang's empty seat, he was about to ask "Where is Xia Liang?" Xia Liang wandered in from the back door of the classroom .

"Hurry up." Shang Liangshan glared at him, "If this was the college entrance examination, you wouldn't even have to take it."

Xia Liang opened the stool and sat down, Liu Xiaoman glanced at him, the two of them looked at each other, probably thinking about yesterday's conversation again, Xia Liang's eyes drooped and bent over the mask.

Liu Xiaoman couldn't hold back, knocked back the tip of the pen, and pricked Xia Liang's arm.

Xia Liang stretched out two fingers, clamped the holder of the pen directly, and twirled it half a circle on the fingers, saying, "Thank you."

"I knew it." Liu Xiaoman said in a low voice, taking out the extra pens he had at home.

"Everyone is quiet, the papers will be passed on later." Shang Liangshan sorted out the papers from the first row.

With the sound of "shua la la" pages turning, the exam bell rang.