half paper youth

Saturday, March 2010, 6, was sunny.

The seniors and sisters of the third year of high school have moved out of this purgatory. I still remember the madness when they were on the third floor of the senior year before they left the school.It took a year, tens of thousands of test papers, and the determination to count every second, turned into two and a half days of handwriting.I still don't understand it very well, but I believe that in the near future, it should come as scheduled, that feeling.

Still, a little confused...

Yi Yuanxin's half-written diary was quickly covered by himself, and his gossip deskmate came back from the office.At this moment, he was stretching out the brick with anticipation, wanting to see what happened.

Yi Yuanxin raised his head slightly, and saw Shan Ren standing next to him against the light. There was no such beautiful picture in the TV series, and his sweaty face had already broken the exclusive artistic conception.

"What are you doing! Guarding me is like guarding against thieves." Shan Ren said in his mouth, his hands were not honest, two fingers jumped on the desk, and moved towards the cardboard book cover not far away.Walking halfway, there was a "pop"!Yi Yuanxin stopped him directly, "Don't you know that the diary is personal privacy?" Shan Ren's two fingers were crushed to death, it hurts!

He bared his teeth, desperately wanting to pull back his finger brother, just relying on it to live, and said in his mouth: "I thought Mr. Yi was writing notes and planning to study, it was all a misunderstanding!"

Shan Ren has been smoking for a long time, his tablemate is really powerful!After a while, Yi Yuanxin raised his hand slightly, and Shan Ren's little student immediately withdrew his purple fingers, stroked them distressedly, and then breathed a few breaths of fairy air.

"By the way, we're going to change classrooms later, do you want my help?"

Is the belongings of his deskmate still unclear?Below is a box of comprehensive essay papers that weighs half his own, so I don't believe that he didn't ask for help.Yi Yuanxin knew it himself, but it was a pity that he didn't want to do what someone wanted. He stood up and approached Shan Ren suddenly. The sudden approach scared Shan Ren almost to his feet, and he backed up a little.

"Squad leader, you should help other girls, I will doubt your intention."

Yi Yuanxin picked up the water glass on the table and took his diary along with him, and slowly walked out of the classroom to fetch water, while Shan Ren was stunned for a moment. "If you are not seductive, you will be teased. It is you." Shan Ren looked at Chen Qiqi, the deputy class monitor who said this, and did not ignore the trace of disdain in her eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief speechlessly, and chose to sit down and do his homework Well, the hard life of the quasi-senior year has begun.

Yi Yuanxin and Shan Ren are students in Liberal Arts Class (10) of Senior [-] of Zheyang Middle School. Zheyang Middle School is a private high school, and the students all know the two characteristics of private middle schools: boarding system and strict management.Generally, the teachers in private middle schools are not bad, and some middle schools even conduct militarized management.They Zheyang Middle School is one of them.

If it is said that students in other schools only have one year of high school, then they are preparing for the exam every day, and they are in the third year of high school every year.This kind of study and this kind of life may not be used to when they first come in, but as a sophomore who is about to enter the third year of high school, it is commonplace for them.

In fact, for Yi Yuanxin, he felt that such a high school was more suitable for him.He is not a self-disciplined person.He is just an ordinary 170-year-old boy.Introverted and average-looking, you can find many shadows in him, many shadows that your junior high school classmates can't name.

But since he came to Zheyang and was assigned to the liberal arts class, this little transparent character suddenly became colorful, making people remember him.

Provincial History Contest No.1, National Geography Contest First Prize, Hangzhou Young Writer...

These are all he has obtained in this year. With these titles, no one can ignore him.

His mother used to always say in front of people why so-and-so's child is so good, and she won the first place in the class, and my child is so-so; now, when people see his mother, they will first say: Mommy Yuanxin, is your child right? Take the first place in the city or the first place in the province.Yi's mother smiled slightly, she was number one in a city, that's okay, your children are not bad either.

These Yi Yuanxins have experienced a lot in the past year. The more awards he won, the more calm he became, and he left a good impression on the teacher that he was neither arrogant nor impetuous.There was only one exception.

"Isn't this boring?"

It was the sophomore year of high school. After a physical education class, Shan Ren sat on the court after playing badminton and unintentionally complained.But at such a time, the other protagonist would always float behind him.

So after that, the two were even more at odds. Shan Ren apologized several times, but Yi Yuanxin just blinked his eyes. Later, when Shan Ren asked him what he meant, he realized that this person had completely forgotten about it!Made him feel guilty for so long.Yi Yuanxin stood at the water fetching place and remembered what happened at that time. He didn't remember it before, but it was difficult for him to remember it after being teased by his tablemate.It's just, are you really boring?He bowed his head in silence, looking at his scarlet thermos, which was given to him by his mother, and he didn't want to use it either.

Silently put the lid on the cup, and hurried back to the classroom, the next class meeting, the last real class meeting.

Yi Yuanxin returned to his seat, and Lao Yang, the teacher in charge, came in, and then the class bell rang, the standard bell that "ding ling ling" made me tired of hearing.Lao Yang walked to the podium and began to arrange the next tasks in a steady voice, which was simply to arrange things. After all, the time is now counted in seconds, and he didn't want to waste too long.

The one who cherished the time was Yi Yuanxin. The teacher said on the top, and he wrote the comprehensive essay on the bottom. There was no conflict at all. Anyway, Shan Ren around him would listen to it. If you have any questions, you can ask him when the time comes.In fact, Shan Ren disdains Yi Yuanxin's way of learning, will it take a few minutes to relax and reduce his score in the exam?Won't!At least until Yi Yuanxin didn't pull himself too far away, he didn't believe it.

Speaking of which, these two are also top students in the liberal arts class, but Yi Yuanxin is a general in the army of partial subjects, and his comprehensive essays are so good that he can get a score of 280, which is already a great thing in the liberal arts up.No matter how standard your answers are, the teacher will selectively deduct a few points from you. This is liberal arts.

However, Yi Yuanxin's mathematics is horrible, and it's not that he can't see people at all. It's just that compared with Shan Renci's perfect score, his scores that are close to the passing line are really unsightly.There was no other way, Yi Yuanxin knew his abilities well, he really didn't know anything about science, so he chose liberal arts regardless of his family's objection.Facts have proved that his choice is correct.

"If you really cherish the time and want to learn well, you should do the math problems now." Shan Ren lay down on the table, put his head on the book and looked at Lao Yang on the podium, and he was speaking to Yi Yuanxin.These words actually exposed some of Yi Yuanxin's shortcomings, he was unwilling to face up to his own shortcomings.

There are so many opportunities and time to improve his own shortcomings, but he doesn't want to. This is why the teachers have never understood why children who are obviously very serious will be partial to subjects.But Shan Ren understands this.

Lao Yang's words were coming to an end. When Yi Yuanxin heard Shan Ren's words, he seemed to be thinking about the answer to the question in front of him. In fact, there was a pause in the middle. The best proof is that he didn't confirm it immediately. What Shan Ren said just now, he definitely heard it from such a distance. Since he didn't pretend not to hear clearly and asked a few more times, he was right and fell silent.

On June 6th, the senior three graduates had completely finished their high school life, and the classrooms and dormitories were vacated. As a second grader, they were already graduates from that moment on.

Yi Yuanxin quickly accepted such an identity. When Lao Yang announced that they were going to move to the third floor, the whole class was full of voices and couldn't hide their excitement. Only Yi Yuanxin sat there calmly and solved the problem.In fact, it's not that he's quick to accept, it's just that he hasn't figured out how to go next.

Maybe in the eyes of everyone, he is a top student, and a top student is to accompany his studies, and then show his talents during the college entrance examination, and successfully enter the college of his dreams.But he didn't think so.He chose the liberal arts class simply because he likes liberal arts. What should he do after the end of the third year of high school?

There won't be another year for him to learn it all over again, so where does he go?

This is actually a very simple question, but in Yi Yuanxin's view, this question is difficult to answer, and he has no further goal.He seems to have become a learning machine that some people call, but he really likes to learn, and then he doesn't know what to do, that's all.

Leaving aside these for the time being, what is imminent now is how to move the box of materials under my feet?

Well, now he regrets why he dismissed Shan Ren's kindness before, and now he feels like shooting himself in the foot.It's not that he has no strength in his hands, he is still the best in the class in sports, and he is no problem with the standard of ten pull-ups, but this does not mean that he can move a [-]-jin box from teaching building A Go to the third floor of High C.Maybe if you take a break in between.

His other things have already been moved there, and now this box is left. After standing there for a while, he thought about whether he should do it himself to get enough food and clothing.They were on the fifth floor, and they were still on the fifth floor after they moved there. My hands hurt just thinking about it.

Yet another pair of slender hands landed on the brown-yellow cardboard box. Yi Yuanxin, who had already bent over to carry the box, looked up, and it turned out that it was still Shan Ren.Judging by his posture, he must help him move it. If so, he can consider solving the problem patiently for him in the future. "Then why don't you stay and clean the classroom together? After moving away, we have to do a good job in the aftermath. In two months, the elementary school students will come to our classroom. You can work hard on these things. I will go to the teacher first. It's time." Yi Yuanxin felt that Dan Ren's last smile was particularly glaring, and if possible, he would like to lift this fifty-pound box to cover his head!

After hearing what he said, Yi Yuanxin lowered his head and prepared to carry the box. As expected, he shouldn't have any expectations of this man, but the next second, when his hand left the chair, he gently attached another pair of hands underneath it. , if he only described the hands he saw, he would use slender, but at this moment, if he added the touch, he would use thick.For the first time, he had a thorough understanding of the pros and cons of the hands at the same table.

The two raised the box to face each other, and Shan Ren said to him: "Your box is really heavy! I suddenly regretted helping you, what should I do?" What can I do? You will hit your own feet, these are the words that later appeared in Yi Yuanxin's diary.At that time, Shan Ren had obtained permission to read what he wrote. When he saw this sentence, he simply wrote a comment: Hypocritical!Then in exchange for a pair of white eyes.

In June, when it was the hottest time, the two carried a cardboard box and walked slowly on the boulevard. The classmates on the road were in a hurry, and the two were very careful.Today, they are basically sophomores, and the whole school is very lively, but it should be the last few crazy seniors like them.All summer school uniforms on the road, white shirt and black sweatpants, on which are two years of youth, the sweat gradually wets the whole back, the whole paper, it doesn't matter anymore.

After Shan Ren helped Yi Yuanxin put down the box, he disappeared. Yi Yuanxin watched him run out again, probably running on this road again to see if there were any classmates who needed help.Although this person is usually funny and nonsensical, I have to admit that he is a qualified monitor.

Yi Yuanxin stood silently on his seat and began to pack his things. If there is no small peak uprooted on the desk of a senior high school student, then you are not serious.They had already increased the intensity on the original basis more than ten days ago. He had already disposed of a batch of outdated examination papers, turned around a few times, and still piled up a dozen materials on his desk.He is not a genius, he can only rely on the sea of ​​questions, which is the only choice for most people.

Although there are a lot of things, he tidies them up very cleanly. There is no mess like turning inside out three layers of papers scattered on a table. The ten square centimeters in front of him is the pure land for his study.When he was about to go downstairs to fetch water, he glanced to the side. Although it was not as messy as the garbage dump, it was on par with it.He could only convince himself that he was a Virgo, so he couldn't be messed up, so he put down his water glass and silently helped his deskmate clean up.

Although it was Yi Yuanxin who was tidying up, he was arranging according to Shan Ren's usual layout, and he didn't know when he would figure out the layout of the table at the same table.After finishing everything, there was another layer of sweat on his head, and he didn't care to wipe it off. He picked up the cup and went out, and took another black plastic cup.

The setting sun shines into their original classrooms, and their classrooms often have a ray of sunshine in the evening, no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, they will not be seen in the future.Under that ray of sunshine, Shan Ren took a broom and swept the dust lightly, everything was good with one sweep, the dust was dispelled with the second sweep, and the god of good fortune was greeted with a third sweep!Shan Ren swung the broom like a fairy flying from the sky, raised the broom, and ended up facing Yi Yuanxin who was just about to enter the door, impartially.

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If someone had drawn this scene, they would have added a row of ellipses and a little crow to it.Most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air, Yi Yuanxin was really not embarrassed when he saw Shan Ren fell ill again, but he didn't know what expression to put on to face him.Shan Ren is also a thick-skinned master, silently holding up the broom and starting to pick up the cobwebs at the four corners of the ceiling.

Well, the school should really be cleaned up once.

Yi Yuanxin walked in calmly, Shan Ren kept watching him silently, naturally he didn't miss the black plastic cup in his hand, isn't this his own cup?There is still water in it, I didn't expect that my deskmate finally learned to care about people, God opened his eyes!

Yi Yuanxin is not very used to the current classroom, it is empty and there are only rows of desks, which made him suddenly think of the scene he will face in a year.It turned out that I cared, and my heart would beat slightly.He put the glass on the table beside him, and when he saw Shan Ren put down his broom and came over rudely and raised his hand to pick up the water glass on the table, he grabbed it first.What is this for?

Shan Ren's eyes were full of puzzlement, wasn't...wasn't it for himself? "Where's the seventh? This water is for him. I can't find another cup, so I'll use yours." The seventh in Yi Yuanxin's mouth is Zhou Tai, bed No. [-] in their dorm, and they called people according to the bed number at first , get used to it over time.Seeing this scene, Shan Ren felt his breath stuck in his throat when he heard what he said, and he couldn't breathe for a long time!His face was flushed, and he said, "You take my cup to fill water for others? Is there any reason not to give me a sip?"

Yi Yuanxin looked at Zhou Tai who was walking by the window, and said calmly: "He is a labor committee member, a recognized model worker, there is nothing wrong with me doing this, he is a literary class leader who can dance." Yi Yuanxin rarely raised his eyebrows and looked at Shan Ren, Shan Ren was already tired of seeing Yi Yuanxin's face, which was plain and ordinary, but this man Shi Potian showed a "normal person" teasing, which made him stunned.Perhaps it was because he happened to be facing the light sideways, and the light was well cast, which improved his appearance as a whole.Shan Ren would never admit that Yi Yuanxin was good-looking.

Zhou Tai walked in, saw Yi Yuanxin handing him a water glass, and he was dying of thirst, so he quickly took it and said, "Thank you, Director!" He has always been the head of the dormitory, and he feels that he should also be a qualified head of the dormitory.

Yi Yuanxin turned around and saw Shan Ren who was a little emotional in the corner, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he silently took out the Coke can with water drops in his pocket, walked up to Shan Ren and handed it over, That's what's for him.

A can of iced Coke in summer, that taste!Not to mention how sour it is!

Without further ado, Shan Ren took the drink, opened it, took a sip, and belched contentedly, his hands were cold and the corners of his mouth were cool.Even people look with air bubbles, much more rounded, without so many piercing edges and corners. "Drink less soda in the future." Yi Yuanxin, who always loves to drink plain water, doesn't quite understand the taste of soda loyalists. Next time, it's better to open the water for him.

After such a comparison, Zhou Tai suddenly felt that his treatment was not the best, and his heart was a little unbalanced, so he said bitterly: "Director, you are too partial, I also want to drink Coke!" With a warm cup, I thought about the touch of iced Coke, wow, it feels comfortable just thinking about it!But Yi Yuanxin just said: "Soda water kills sperm." He walked slowly to the side and picked up a mop to help clean up. This was his purpose.

One of Shan Ren and Zhou Tai was holding a soda, and the other was holding a cup. They didn't know how to react. They put the cup aside in a tacit understanding, and then went to clean up. Let's talk about spermicide later. forget.

In the sweltering heat of that evening, the vitality that only belongs to a 17-year-old is revealed. When the sun sets, touching it with your fingertips is still hot, and you still don’t care about the consequences. Repeatedly being stupid is what you should do at this age.

The author has something to say:

This article has been conceived for a long time, and I decided to release it during the summer vacation for collection.This article is light-hearted, the daily life of senior high school students.