There is light at the wellhead

After noon, people arrived one after another.Everyone brought a big bag of food, took out everything and put them on the table one by one: "dried steamed bun slices, baked, dried sweet potatoes, dried and warmed, red dates, baked on the fire, walnut kernels, It is also baked, durable, and will not be greasy..."

"Dried buns are the dry food your mother brought you, right? You put this away, and what to do after you finish eating it!" Zhou Yi reminded Zhao Bingcai.

"It's okay, I'll eat yours after I finish eating." Zhao Bingcai answered in a haphazard and reasonable way.

"Then... what if we don't feed you?" Ma Liwen teased him.

"If you don't give it to me, I won't give it to you now." To say that he is also one of the best in the non-staff class, and Lao Xu's mouth is a genius boy with a superior IQ, this is simply beyond logic.

"Then you haven't encountered a time when you gave someone to eat first, but later they refused to give you their own?" Guan Wei also went around vigorously.

"Yes, I don't play with those people now." Zhao Bingcai is still calm, such a simple and straightforward view of friendship is simply invincible.

Li Jie laughed at them for making fun of themselves: "Don't talk about three views with Zhao Bingcai, if you don't have three views, don't talk about it, you will be seriously uncomfortable."

That's right.He Jingyang once asked Zhao Bingcai: "Is there nothing that can make you angry? How can you have such a good temper?"

Zhao Bingcai blinked his small eyes in confusion and thought for a long time before answering: "It seems that there is no one? My mother and my sister are the only ones at home, so I can't be angry. My father has been working outside for a year and can't see him, and he can't be angry."

"What about the classmates? Have you never been in a fight since you were a child? Have you ever been angry?" Some people didn't believe it.

"I've been beaten before. If we can't play together, we won't play anymore. If you are angry, he will treat you well?"

Everyone was at a loss for words.

Guan Wei gave Zhao Bingcai the red envelope sealed by his mother when no one was around, fearing that he would be angry or feel slighted, and he was a little nervous.

But Zhao Bingcai did not shirk and decline, but happily put it in his pocket like a treasure, saying that Guan Wei would call home some other day and ask him to come with him, and thank his aunt.

After Guan Wei thought about it, it was actually not surprising.

Li Jie said about the situation of Zhao Bingcai's family.My father works outside the home all the year round, and the family relies on my mother for farm work. There is also a younger sister, who is relatively financially struggling. I ask everyone to take care of her at ordinary times. Try not to ask him to pay for any group activities in the dormitory, even if you ask him to do more mental work. .Zhao Bingcai was also present at the time, and his big head frequently expressed his agreement, not paying any attention to this discriminatory care in Guan Wei's view.

Once in an evening self-study class, the two chatted about "A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles", and they talked about their views on "rich and poor".

"My mother said that life depends on people being poor and not shameful, so don't think you can be yourself. Besides, rich and poor are relative, our family can still let me go to school, some people's children can't afford to go to school, and they have to eat and grow up every day. Big. Look at the flowers and grasses on the ground. No one promises them anything, they just fend for themselves, and they are free and easy. And that old dog at the gate of Dingfu Village is like that. Throw it away Give it a stone, but it still has to move over and smell it to see if it can be eaten. If you are hungry, you have to try your best to live a good life, otherwise it will be boring. Whether it looks good is someone else's business, whether it is good or not is up to you about it." Zhao Bingcai said in a hurry, but his subordinates continued to balance the chemical equations.

"Is this what your mother said?" Guan Wei felt that this passage was just a short story about meditation and enlightenment.

"No. My mother doesn't know Lao Gouzi, some are what she said and some are just what I just thought of."

"You can't keep talking in the self-study class! What are you talking about endlessly?" Old Xu walked over slowly and scolded them.

"It's nothing, just talk to Guan Wei about our family's poverty."

Guan Wei: ...

Old Xu: ...

He Jingyang who eavesdropped in the back row: "Hahahahaha..."

Later, he was kicked out by Lao Xu and stood outside for half an hour.

The first important thing after school starts is to classify.

Although the teachers have been making complaints about this practice, and every year some people have written to the school to ask the school not to bother, and refer to the high schools in the city, and change it to senior high school and senior high school, but the school does not agree.

Because in the final analysis, the root cause of Qingzhong's increasing recognition by the society year by year is not that it can go to a few famous universities.Those are rare and can support the facade.What really makes many parents and students see hope is the vast majority scattered in different admission stages that increase year by year.

The significance of the existence of the top students in the non-staff class is firstly their own achievements, and secondly their solid and hard-working learning style, which can play a motivating and motivating role when they are distributed to each class, so they must be used as soon as possible.

From the perspective of the school's long-term development, this matter is to increase the enrollment rate and thus drive the enrollment rate, and to benefit from the preferential policy to absorb support funds to attract high-quality talents... But from the perspective of students, it is very simple and straightforward: according to the ranking, the speed class.

So the first class that is arranged in this way is of course called the "fast class".And every year when the class is divided, there are also serious students who are unwilling to be assigned to the fast class by a few tenths behind the top one, and insist on making a fuss.

Although the school has established a convention of 45 students per class in order to control this situation, only the last class has no limit on the number of students.But when encountering difficult problems that cannot be appeased, in order to take care of the students' emotions, they will find the students in the non-staff class to coordinate and let some places out of the fast class.

Because for the students in the non-staff class, it is already a qualitative leap from the original high school to the youth middle school, so there is no need to worry too much about which class in the youth middle school.

Guan Wei was surprised when he heard about this, but seeing how calm the other people's reactions were, there was no need for him to be aggressive as an outsider.Besides, his grades are properly in the middle and upper reaches, and it is impossible to give in to others, so he doesn't think about it.

In the second week of school, it's time to mention the class placement.

Everyone was arguing at the class meeting on Friday, and the troublemakers had even collected the top grades of each class and made a list by themselves, waiting to be verified, but Old Xu had been slow to come.

The heater was not too hot, Guan Wei's hands were freezing cold, and he didn't have the heart to study. He took a pen in his right hand and drew circles randomly, and hid his left hand under his right arm to keep warm.Suddenly felt something.He turned his head and saw that He Jingyang, who was sitting in the back row, was lying on the table with his arms sticking out, and what Guan Wei touched was his hand.

"It's so cold?" He Jingyang muttered, Guan Wei only felt that his left hand was hot, and it was wrapped by He Jingyang's right hand.

He Jingyang's hand was dry and warm, and it was bigger than Guan Wei's. This grip was really comfortable.In addition, this is the person I like, and there is some ambiguity in my heart, Guan Wei is even more reluctant to break free, anyway, the two of them are sitting against the wall, and no one can see, so he takes it away.

The man held it for a while, then became dishonest again, counting one by one for fun.

Guan Wei didn't hide either, and let him break it back and forth, thinking to himself, "The feeling of liking someone is really beautiful, and my heart skips a beat." When I said this, it was like a love poem, and it was still Realistic.

Old Xu Feng rushed in, out of breath, and said that an emergency meeting had just been held, and informed them that they would not be divided into shifts for the time being.

The whole class was in an uproar, but they could only wait for him to catch his breath before announcing another matter: Qingzhong was going to participate in this year's province-wide middle school student physics competition, the date was fixed, and the physics group began to organize students Training, because even if you start low, you can't lose too badly, right?In order to ensure that the participating students are emotionally stable and can perform normally on the court, the class division was put on hold first.

Guan Wei squeezed He Jingyang's fingers instead, reminding him to listen carefully.

This happens every year in the province. As far as Guan Wei knows, Huang Jin participated on behalf of the school last year, but Qingzhong was included in the list of participants because of the rapid increase in the quality of students in recent years.Lao Xu relayed the emotions of Teacher Ma, the leader of the physics teaching and research group: I wish I could light three sticks of incense at the gate of Qingzhong High School to thank the heavens for their eyes.

There are five people going to the youth middle school. Teacher Ma warned these five people very self-aware: "Just go to study, don't have too much expectation for the ranking." After all, most of the players in the city have attended the "Olympiad training class ” experience, and many of them, even this is the first time they have heard this statement.

Both Zhao Bingcai and He Jingyang were selected.Guan Wei was very disturbed.On the one hand, he felt that being selected was an affirmation to He Jingyang, and to some extent dispelled some of his thoughts of "going back", on the other hand, he was worried that his results would not be satisfactory after the competition, and he would think wildly again.Hey, such a worrying He Jingyang is really annoying!

So he glanced around and said, "Huang Jin took this exam last year, and it seems that he got the fifth place in the city. It's quite difficult."

He Jingyang was really stunned: "Ah, Huang Jin is fifth? Has he attended that kind of training class?"

"He's been on it all the time, and I heard that all the top ones have been on it." Guan Wei was secretly happy, this question is too sensible!

He Jingyang thought for a while, and said cautiously: "Then it's okay for us to be in the top ten, right? I feel that there may be a gap between us and them..."

Guan Wei stared at the sky speechlessly, wishing that time could go back to 1 minute ago, and said nothing.

He Jingyang laughed and patted Guan Wei, "I'm teasing you. I know what you're thinking, I'm fine."

The game was held in Yunzhou, and Qingzhong had chartered a minibus. The teachers and students left at noon on Friday, rushed there to stay overnight, played on Saturday morning, and returned in the afternoon.

Guan Wei was absent-minded, and finally suppressed the urge to take a half-day vacation to take a car and go home together, but he always felt that there was something he didn't explain, and he was in vain.

It wasn't until he was about to fall asleep at night that he suddenly found the source of his restlessness: Huang Jin.

Huang Jin must also participate in the competition, will these two meet?Would Huang Jin talk nonsense?Why don't you make a phone call tomorrow before Huang Jin goes to school and tell him not to talk nonsense?But there were hundreds of students competing in the whole province, what if the two of them didn't meet, and his phone call reminded Huang Jin instead?

But Huang Jin couldn't be so stupid as to tell He Jingyang directly, what if He Jingyang was frightened and yelled out as he said?

But even if Huang Jin only mentioned one sentence, how could he not guess what he said and did to He Jingyang that day with his intelligence?

What will He Jingyang say?Will they fight?

He didn't expect to get up so early to use the phone. It's not an urgent matter. Can Uncle Zhao let him use it?After a hundred thousand questions about how to go back and forth, the call was not made, but the heart was hung up all day.

Until night fell, seeing the minibus parked on the playground and the students getting out of the bus one after another, Guan Wei greeted him with the determination to "die or die", but he didn't see He Jingyang.

"I asked Teacher Ma for leave, and said, 'I have something to do, I have to stay in Yunzhou for a day, and I will come back tomorrow by myself'." Zhao Bingcai answered Guan Wei's question without saying a word, imitating He Jingyang's tone vividly.

"What's the matter?" Guan Wei pretended to be very casual.

"I asked, and he said, 'None of your business, get out of the car'." Zhao Bingcai continued to imitate.

After hearing this, a few people laughed, imagining He Jingyang's disgusted face.

Zhao Wen and Zhao Wu urged Zhao Bingcai to talk about the competition, don't worry about He Jingyang, anyway, he is used to being wild, and he will definitely come back.

Zhao Bingcai was hungry all the way, eating dry food while talking happily, Guan Wei just heard it was noisy, and he was hanging on the heart that had just planned to let go all day, and consciously continued to hang up.

When he saw He Jingyang the next day, Guan Weiwei had already tossed his heart up and down more than a hundred times, which kind of meant "forget it and stop jumping".Looking at He Jingyang's eyes, there is no desire or desire.

But He Jingyang handed him a bag: "Huang Jin gave you——"

Guan Wei took the bag and opened it, two notebooks, a box of milk candy and haw jelly.The milk candy and haw jelly were brought out for everyone to eat. He tilted his head to look at He Jingyang, hoping to see a clue, and then found a paper roll from his bag.

"I ran into him at the entrance of the examination room. He asked me to stay at his house for one night, and said he would bring you something." He Jingyang saw the question mark on Guan Weiwei's face, and explained to him, "This is Zhu Baoping who just sent it there last night. Yes, it's for you."

Guan Wei unfolded it and saw that it was a painting: on the long river beach, a row of poplar trees soared to the sky, a young man was walking barefoot by the water, and on the tree behind him, some scars were eyes, looking at the young man , also inspecting the people looking at the painting—exactly the same as what he once described to Zhu Baoping and the others.

"Guan Wei, this is you, isn't it? Your friend is amazing, you can tell it's you just by looking at the back!" Zhao Wen came over to take a look, he was shocked, and other people also came over to look at it.

Guan Wei is thin and not too long, and his trousers are always hanging fat on his legs.Half-length hair, bangs and a little bit of eyelashes can be seen on the side, and a fair neck is exposed between the hair tips behind the ears and the collar.He drew a dejected Guan Wei, so his shoulders are still a little slumped... It really looks like himself, and Guan Wei is also secretly proud.

But in the lower right corner of the screen, a group of lines with unknown meaning suddenly slanted out, which is a bit of an eyesore, but it doesn't seem to be a hand error.

"This is his newly invented signature. We didn't understand it last night. He was so mad." He Jingyang also saw Guan Wei's doubts, and continued to explain conscientiously.

Imagining Zhu Baoping's gloomy face, Guan Wei couldn't help laughing, "Indeed, it's really ugly."

"Cough..." He Jingyang didn't answer this question. After all, Zhu Baoping invited himself to be a model, so you can't just deny others' aesthetics, right?He fumbled and took out something from his bag, "I think you can use it, so I bought one."

Guan Weiyi sees it as a picture frame.

"I hope you don't find it ugly." He Jingyang added anxiously.