Xu, who doesn’t eat chopped green onions

There will be a flag-raising ceremony on Monday, which is to choose a representative from each class and stand on the command platform to speak, one class at a time.

Xu Yiming is not tall, he was 17 meters two when he was 1.7 years old. Although he always emphasized that he was already 1.7 meters five, everyone knew that he was 1.7 meters two.

Xu Yiming, who is 1.7 meters two, was photographed at the front when he was queuing, and he was estimated to be the fourth or fifth. The girl standing next to him was less than 1.6 meters.

Xu Yiming has never been interested in the flag-raising ceremony, or speaking under the national flag. He just stood there and listened to the speeches made by the representatives of each class on the commanding platform. What they talked about was boring and boring, almost the same content every week. What's the point?

"The following will invite Wen Xinghe, the representative of Class [-] and Class [-], to give a speech under the national flag for us."

Xu Yiming was letting himself go, when suddenly he heard a girl next to him say: "Oh my god, isn't that the school grass?"

Xu Yiming's wandering thoughts were brought back again, he looked at the girl beside him, and asked, "What school grass is big?"

"Here, look."

Xu Yiming felt a little strange in his heart, so he looked in the direction of the commander's platform.

It was the boy stroking the cat that I saw near the cafeteria that day!

Different from the last close meeting, this time Xu Yiming was separated from him by a long distance. Fortunately, his eyesight was much better than his cousin's, so even after such a long distance, he could still see The demeanor of the person speaking on the podium.

He looks so good-looking, even if it was the second meeting, Xu Yiming's feeling of astonishment still hasn't diminished in the slightest, and his voice is also nice, so nice that Xu Yiming felt that listening to the national flag's speech for the first time was not a boring thing .

It turned out that his name was Wen Xinghe.

"Zhang Xiaowen," Xu Yiming poked the girl next to him lightly, and asked, "How do you know he's a school girl?"

"From the school's official post bar, there is a post dedicated to the selection of school grassroots. It will be updated every year when freshmen come to the school. This year's school grass is selected by him."

"Okay, got it."

Then Xu Yiming listened very carefully to the speech of the person on the commander's platform, staring at him intently until the end of the speech under the national flag.

When get out of class was over, Xu Yiming secretly turned on his phone and took a photo of the post about the selection of school grass that Zhang Xiaowen said.

After opening the post, he browsed through it first. The content was probably to select the best-looking boys in each class, and note the name and some personal information. He didn't know where the information came from. Xu Yiming could only say that this was given The intelligence guy is awesome.

When turning to their class, Xu Yiming was surprised to find that the class leader selected by those girls was Ji Wanfeng.Xu Yiming wasn't too surprised by this, Ji Wanfeng was pretty good-looking, if he could choose him, he would choose Ji Wanfeng too.

There are twelve classes in each grade in their school. This so-called school grass selection competition is to eliminate each grade level by level, and then Xu Yiming found out that Ji Wanfeng was eliminated when he entered the third round of the sixth class. According to the number of votes, he should be ranked No. .4.The reason was not that he was not as good-looking as the others, but that his dress was too 'fashionable', which was unacceptable.

He could not refute.

In the end, Wen Xinghe was chosen as the number one. Xu Yiming clicked on the poster and scrolled to the bottom of the post, and he saw part of Wen Xinghe's information.

The landlord did not collect much information, probably Wen Xinghe is 16 years old, 180 in height, a music student, can compose and write songs by himself, and his family is rich.I didn't say what the family does specifically, and I didn't say how rich they are, but they are very rich anyway.

He is so good.Xu Yiming thought.

The photo of Wen Xinghe released in this post is a photo of him playing the piano, the angle of the photo is well chosen, the breeze flows in from the window, brushing his hair, Wen Xinghe is sitting in front of the piano against the light, Ten fingers dance between the black and white keys.His expression was gentle, as if what he was facing was not a piano, but his lover.

Xu Yiming stared at the photo for a while, then saved it in his phone.

Many schools will have some strange stories, such as the eyes of the portraits will move, the stairs will have an extra layer for no reason, and the dark classroom will emit a woman's singing in the middle of the night.

One day, Xu Yiming, who had been idle for a while, started talking nonsense again.

Xu Yiming deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to be mysterious: "You know the science and art building next to our teaching building. I saw it last time. At night, the lights of a certain classroom in the science and art building will be on, and then , From that classroom, the sound of the piano will sound. The sound of the piano is a kind of resentment, such as resentment, such as admiration, such as weeping, such as complaining~"

"Isn't that where the music students are practicing?" Ji Wanfeng ruthlessly pointed it out.

Xu Yiming: "So what was the music practiced there? What did they practice in the middle of the night?"

Looking at Xu Yiming's bewildered expression, Ji Wanfeng knew that he really didn't know anything, and said with a smile: "The art students in our school sometimes practice at night, art students have to draw on Friday nights Well, are you stupid?"

Xu Yiming: "..."

Xu Xi: "He's just stupid."

Xu Yiming glanced at Xu Xi resentfully, thinking that even you are not towards me, but soon, he realized another fact: Xu Xi had never been towards him, so he felt even sadder.

After lamenting his betrayal and criticizing Xu Xi, Xu Yiming suddenly came up with a good idea. He glanced at Xu Xi with evil eyes and said, "Speaking of which, you guys Do you want to explore the Science and Art Building?"

The others didn't respond, but Ji Wanfeng became interested in it, and looked at Xu Yiming expectantly: "What adventure?"

"It's just to go shopping at night. You know, the place in the Science and Art Building is gloomy. There is no one at night, and the lights in the corridor are not turned on. There is a green 'safe passage'. It shines there. And the biological laboratory is also there, you know what is in the biological laboratory, it is those specimens and so on, this kind of place is the most suitable for exploration."

Xu Xi frowned slightly, and said, "Are you full?"

Ji Wanfeng glanced at Xu Xi and said, "I think it's quite interesting." It's fine if you don't go to evening self-study, no matter what you do, it's more interesting than last night self-study.

Xu Yiming, who got the approval, seemed to have met a bosom friend, he reached out his hand to shake Ji Wanfeng's brother's hand, but was avoided.He didn't feel embarrassed because of it, but turned his head and asked Lu Minhao: "It seems that the lunatic is interested, how about you, old Lu?"

Lu Minhao pinched Xu Yiming's earlobe and said, "I'll go as soon as you go."

Afterwards, Xu Yiming looked at Xu Xi and showed an evil smile: "My stupid Oudou~"

Xu Xi: "..."

Xu Yiming: "My dear O Doudou~"

Xu Xi: "Stop, I'll go."

Xu Yiming: Yeah~

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, killing people and setting fires.

This is not the first time for Ji Wanfeng to run away from evening self-study, and he doesn't like to go to night self-study, and he also thinks it's fun to go to the Science and Art Building to scare himself, so he was quite happy when he escaped; Xu Xi It wasn't the first time he escaped from evening self-study, he had no objection to last night's self-study, but because he came out with Ji Wanfeng, he was still a little happy.

The reason why he is a little happy instead of very happy is because...he is afraid of ghosts.

Yes, they were afraid of ghosts, and Xu Yiming deliberately let them come to the Science and Art Building to explore because of this.

Looking at the pitch-dark Keyi Building and the faint green light from the 'safe passage' sign, Xu Xi expressed that she really wanted to strangle Xu Yiming to death.

The first floor of the Science and Art Building is basically the offices and empty classrooms of two or three sub-subject teachers, and it’s not interesting to come here for a stroll, so Xu Yiming decided to go upstairs separately. He and Lu Minhao went to the fourth and fifth floors. Ji Wanfeng went to the second and third floors.

The second and third floors are where the chemistry lab, physics lab and biology lab are located, and the biology lab on the third floor is the most terrifying place that Xu Yiming said - the place where various biological specimens are stored.

On the second floor, Xu Xi was more courageous.

In order to create that unwarranted atmosphere of terror, they chose to use flashlights instead of the lamps that could be easily touched on the wall and would illuminate the entire corridor as bright as day after they were turned on.

Ji Wanfeng walked ahead with a flashlight, and Xu Xi followed behind him - mainly because he didn't dare to go ahead.

Ji Wanfeng is not afraid of this, on dozens of idle and boring nights, he would call up horror movies or horror novels to read, and before going to bed, he could swagger to the empty toilet for convenience, therefore, He is completely unafraid of those supernatural events.

Even a little bit of anticipation!

He used the flashlight to look left and right, up and down, but he didn't find anything scary, not even a mouse or cockroach, so he was a little disappointed.

Xu Xi behind him was different. Now he looked at the water stains on the wall and felt like a figure.

However, in front of the person he likes, he naturally cannot show a timid side, so he can only tell himself over and over again in his heart: objective existence determines subjective consciousness, subjective reflection is objective, and ghosts are all imagined by people. It belongs to subjective existence and is determined by objective existence.The reason why he is afraid is only because the subject has an active effect on the objective, and he cannot be defeated by this active effect.

Then he felt much more comfortable.

At this moment, Ji Wanfeng, who was walking in front, spoke.

The author has something to say:

I chose politics during the college entrance examination. At that time, I memorized it in a dark way, especially philosophy. I was dying to memorize it. As a result, when I wrote this paragraph, I found out that I forgot all about it.