born to ashes

The students were organized and sat in the playground bleachers from seven o'clock, surrounded by dog-like students walking around to control the order and check the number of people, the sun at seven o'clock was not too poisonous, Jiang Wenwen sat in the middle of the crowd Playing with the phone, I took out the sunscreen and applied a thick layer on my neck and arms.

The opening ceremony of the sports meeting started at 08:30, and the leaders were still on their way to school at 08:30. The students sat in the stands to welcome the leaders at [-]:[-], and the performers at the opening ceremony were even worse.

In the beginning, it was indeed not in the sun, but as time slowly moved back, the unobstructed stands that were much higher than the horizon were steamed into a pot of fire, and the sun pierced the screen of the mobile phone, making the eyes extremely uncomfortable.Jiang Wenwen put the jacket she had with her on her head, and many students who had the foresight opened up the parasols they had prepared.

When Jiang Wenwen was drowsy, her coat was suddenly lifted off. She frowned and looked in front of her. It was the famous little sissy from the student council. Correct, you can't wear a hat, you can't open an umbrella, and you can't cover your clothes."

The people in the surrounding area, sure enough, put away their umbrellas, there was a lot of cursing, and a few members of the student union stood in the rare shadow beside them, and the umbrellas that were visible to the naked eye were also held in the hands of the student union, flaunting their power .

Slavery starts from college.

Jiang Wenwen glanced at the little girl, put the coat back on her head, and said in a low voice, "Go away."

"You!" The little girl pointed up her orchid finger, "What is your student number, I want to inform you! Disqualification from the evaluation!"

"20151100260, Jiang Wenwen, Chinese Class [-], apply. I'm not qualified to be an excellent judge, so you don't need to cancel." Jiang Wenwen pointed to the mushroom-like student unions in the distance. Pull down the umbrellas of those people and then take care of Lao Tzu, and go aside."

Jiang Wenwen was annoyed at first, but being made such a fuss by the little girl made it even more annoying. He glanced at his phone, it was [-]:[-], and the leaders didn't know where they were talking, so they simply took off their coats and stood up to move forward Take a few steps.Seeing her suddenly approaching her aggressively, the little girl subconsciously took two steps back and almost fell down.

Jiang Wenwen deliberately bumped into his shoulder, and waved at him, "I won't serve you anymore, I'm going to find a place to cool off, remember, Jiang Wenwen, Chinese Class [-], don't forget to inform me."

She regretted it as she walked down the steps.

You shouldn't be swearing!

It's good to insist on not swearing for so long. Seeing these student unions who flatter their teachers before their teachers and pretend to be powerful behind them, they get angry.

A small orange shed was built at the corner of a row of small houses under the stands. Jiang Wenwen strolled over and patted Qiao Wang on the shoulder, "Master Qiao, why are you here?"

"Prepare the broadcast of the sports meeting for a while." Qiao Wang adjusted the machine and asked her, "Why aren't you sitting on it?"

"I don't want to sit anymore, I'm almost bald." Jiang Wenwen picked up a broadcast script and looked at it, and read it out, "Mr. Zhou Mingyang, come on? When will the teachers compete?"

"Afternoon." Qiao Wang handed Jiang Wenwen the form for radio inspection.

Jiang Wenwen looked along, "Hey, Teacher Wei participated?"

"I remember participating in two events, one 400 meters and one 4×100 relay." Qiao Wang said casually on the side.

"Your photographic memory is becoming more and more admirable," Jiang Wenwen picked up an empty piece of paper on one side, and wrote "Come on, Teacher Wei Linze! Teacher Wei is the best! Teacher Wei is the most handsome!" Handed it to Qiao Wang, saying: " It's time to find someone to yell hard."

Qiao Wang accepted the note with a smile, "Even if you don't write it, I will definitely find someone to cheer for the teacher... Hey, do you have any projects to participate in? I will give you a shout when the time comes."

"With my small body, participating in the sports meeting will not discredit our profession." Jiang Wenwen chuckled, "Didn't you take the first place in the 1000 meters last year? Did you participate this year?"

"What's the matter, do you want to cheer me up or pass me water?"

"It's good to cheer up and shout twice, how dare I hand you water..." Jiang Wenwen paused, "No, Zhou Budu hangs around in front of you all day, why haven't I seen him recently? ?”

Qiao Wang's expression changed a little, "How would I know, besides, who said he was always in front of me?"

Jiang Wenwen murmured to herself: "Zhou Budu didn't even attend elective courses this week, Teacher Wei finally came back, but he skipped classes a bit..."

The sports meeting has always been considered an essential activity to enhance cohesion. The athletes with number plates on the field are surrounded by a group of classmates and friends who are cheering.From a distance, you can smell the freshness of sweat and soda in the sun.

Wei Linze received the number plate at the check-in office, and walked along the edge of the track with Josh to the competition field.

While looking around at the running and jumping students, Josh talked to Wei Linze: "400 meters? Does this playground have to go around a circle or a circle and a half?"

"One circle." Wei Linze gestured, "This big playground is one circle, and the small playground we often go to only needs one and a half circles."

"400 meters..." Josh smacked his lips a few times, "It's not awkward."

Wei Linze pinned the number plate to his clothes and said, "Then I can't run 1000 with stamina and 400 with explosive power, so I can only run [-] without embarrassment."

Josh took his coat and waved his hand, "Waiting for you at the finish line."

"Then I will run towards you with all my strength." Wei Linze grinned.

"Teacher Wei, pay attention to your handsome image," Josh couldn't help laughing along with him, "Put this silly look away."

Wei Linze set his starting position, the starting gun fired, and all the teachers on the track rushed out.

After they ran out, the finishing belt was pulled on this side.

Wei Linze has always had the problem of slow starts, even if he is mentally prepared, he can always be startled by the starting gun.In the first half, he suffocated his strength to follow behind No.1, half a step behind him, not too far or too close, not because he was particular about any method, but because he simply didn't want to mess up the rhythm at the beginning.

When there were 100 meters left, he picked up the speed and prepared to sprint. Suddenly, the voice of "Teacher Wei Linze, cheer up" sounded on the radio. The announcer read out the cheer script in an almost lyrical circumflex, which is unique in the boiling sports venue.

The No.1 teacher also accelerated at the end, but he was always pressed by Wei Linze, and his steps were a little chaotic. Wei Linze looked at the red line not far away, and Josh stood not far behind, not like Others shouted "Run" and "Come on" like that, but he just stood there laughing quietly, with his coat on his left arm and a bottle of mineral water in his right hand.

As if feeling that Wei Linze was looking at him, he opened his arms with a smile and made a gesture of hugging.

Wei Linze adjusted his pace, changed the original pace of "just passing by as long as you surpass the first place", and ran forward as hard as he could.

The moment he hit the line, he smiled at Josh on the side.

A red rope that obviously weighs nothing, but after hitting it, it seemed that he had pulled the surrounding masonry and tile walls, and the air suddenly collapsed. Only Josh stood in front of him, just like him, looking at each other and couldn't bear it. Stop giggling.

Josh helped him, and unscrewed a bottle of water in his hand, "You can't stop right away, you have to take a few steps first."

"I know, I know, let's take a few steps." Wei Linze followed the bloody breath in his throat, "I guess I broke the 400-meter record that I kept for two years."

"You've always been first in the 400m?" Josh asked.

"That's right, but I've never run to the finish line in such a hurry before." Wei Linze took a sip of water, his tone full of sweetness.

Josh's ears turned red, "You guys who learn Chinese...are all good at talking?"

Wei Linze gave him a look of "Of course". Just as he was strolling to the small broadcast booth under the stands, Qiao Wang hurriedly ran towards them, calling "Teacher Wei" as he ran.

"Teacher, please come and help me." Qiao Wang was frowning, holding a piece of paper full of words in his hand. At first glance, it looked like a mess of paper.

This matter has to start with a French broadcast in the morning.Based on the principle of making things difficult for the broadcasting station, students from the School of Foreign Languages ​​handed in a manuscript in French with no Chinese characters in the entire text. The little girl reading the manuscript spread her hands and was at a loss.Coincidentally, Qiao Wang had just returned from the 1000-meter race. In front of the person from the School of Foreign Languages ​​who came to deliver the manuscript, he smoothly finished the cheering words in French, and translated it into Chinese and read it again. By the way, thank you at the end I looked at the contribution of the School of Foreign Languages.

As soon as this move came out, all kinds of strange people in the school were in a hurry to show their magical powers. The various languages ​​and characters of the School of Foreign Languages ​​and the School of International Education were normal. Later, Morse code and Braille came into battle, and the School of Information Engineering even sent them A program code.

Thanks to the fact that there are not a few talents in the broadcasting station, the signboard was not smashed.

The Faculty of Literary Arts also got into the car at the busiest time of the play. A group of people pondered for a long time before they brought a cheering manuscript written in bronze in the afternoon.

Strictly speaking, Qiao Wang can at most be regarded as an extraordinary one among mortals, not a real god. It was a coincidence that he could read the French script, but he really couldn't recognize the "golden script" .Many talents in the radio station were also hard-pressed. When they were in a state of desperation, Wei Linze happened to pass by.

Qiao Wang also ignored the embarrassment of seeing Josh, and greeted him with the paper.

Wei Linze sat under the small shed of the broadcasting station, surrounded by students three floors in and three floors out, all came to see this handsome and talented teacher.He was copying the cheering manuscript written in gold inscriptions on the blank paper on one side. Qiao Wang watched on the side, forced to go online with the mentality of being a bully, and secretly made up his mind to study hard.

Josh looked at Wei Linze, who was sitting quietly and shining in the center of the crowd, from the outside of the crowd. He pursed his lips lightly, glanced at the original manuscript, and then wrote simplified characters on the white paper. His characteristic pen grip quickly writes down on paper.His head was slightly lowered, and the line of his jaw was smooth. Just looking at him, Josh couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Wei Wei, just looking at you, I can't hide my smile.

After translating the entire inscription into simplified Chinese, Wei Linze withdrew from the crowd, and continued to stroll around the edge of the playground with Josh, waiting for the 4×100m relay to start.

In such a short period of time, the school's confession wall was covered by Wei Linze alone.

The photo on the confession wall is of Wei Linze's profile with his head bowed and copying the text. The person taking the photo is good at finding angles. The sun is shining from behind, forming a small bright spot on the tip of the pen.In addition to this photo, I also attached the manuscript in gold and Simplified characters translated by Wei Linze. Attached text: You can rely on your face to make a living, but you have to rely on your talent.

The comments below inquired about the identity of this little brother.

The insider mysteriously stood out from the crowd of comments: This is an uncle, teacher Wei of ancient literature in the Faculty of Arts.

More informed people came to break the news: Everyone rushed to the playground, and at 4:30 Mr. Wei participated in the 4×100 relay race on time!

So quietly, the number of people on the playground suddenly increased.Wei Linze was in charge of the unimportant third leg. At the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to the crowd of people taking pictures with their mobile phones. a smiling face.

This smiling face caused a little commotion in the crowd, but Wei Linze still didn't associate it with himself.

Until the moment he took the baton and rushed out, the crowd of onlookers suddenly shouted "Come on, Teacher Wei, Teacher Wei is so handsome" in an irregular manner. Huge, almost scared the baton from Wei Linze's hand.

Wei Linze thought to himself, when did he have so many hardcore students.

He firmly handed over the baton to Teacher Qin, walked to the edge of the track, took a sip of water from Josh's hand. Josh passed the arm of the coat forward, Wei Linze held the mineral water bottle and turned to the side, Josh understood, and helped him put the coat on his shoulders.

After pressing the mobile phone next to him a few times, the school's confession wall set off a new round of frenzy.

In the photo, Wei Linze was drinking water with his neck up, and he was waiting for Josh to put his coat on him. He stared at Josh, and Josh looked back at him with a smile. Coincidentally, he was caught in the camera.

The comment area of ​​the space fell instantly.

At the beginning, everyone frantically dug up Teacher Wei's information, but later even the class schedule was released.After a while, those who saw it found the beautiful little brother with a flat head, and a group of people in the comments focused on praising the little brother's prosperous beauty.

Until a perceptive classmate appeared, with just one sentence, the wind direction in the comment area was completely classified into one category.

"The eyes of these two people! Sweet! They look too good together!"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Everyone followed the brain to make up the cp.

——This is too warm!

——The old man's girlish heart!It exploded!

——Don't stop me, today we all have the same name, Fireworks.

The person involved didn't know it, Josh smiled and lamented that Teacher Wei was very popular, and Teacher Wei sighed modestly: "It's useless, at this time, the shouts are louder than the ones, and after a few classes, my light will shine." Just be wiped out by ancient literature that will become obsolete. That's how it was after the last sports meeting."

Josh propped his hands on the back of his neck, "I think your lecture is very interesting."

"What's interesting? Let's hear it?" Wei Linze asked.

"Just..." Josh thought for a while, "You look so sexy wearing glasses and giving a serious lecture."

He laughed, "Sure enough, you only like my appearance."

Josh didn't speak, and after walking a few steps forward, he suddenly looked around, hooked his neck down, kissed him lightly at the corner of his mouth, and said, "No, I still like you more than your appearance Inside."

He emphasized the word "inner", his eyes were bright, and he licked his lips with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Wei Linze patted his head with his hand, and the small stubble was firmly stuck in the palm of his hand.

The original clouds blocked the sun with clear outlines, and a group of solid clouds was covered with a layer of golden light. The clouds gathered together set off the sky very high, and the background color was bright blue, as if far away. You can smell the coolness in the blue from far away on the ground.

Wei Linze said, "Tell me the story of your friend."