Happy Life [Rebirth]

Xu Meihui called me to the office and offered to adjust my seat. She told me directly: "Can you see the blackboard clearly when you sit in the corner, Yang Lu, come to the middle of the first row."

"Teacher Xu." I shook my head, "My own learning progress is different from everyone else's. Sitting in the middle, this seat is not as good as for students who need it. Besides, the teacher teaches on it. There is a book of high school mathematics compulsory second on my desk. , the teacher in charge of the class will also be unhappy."

"You have already started self-studying high school courses?" Xu Meihui was a little surprised, but soon she seemed to understand, and explained to me, "Although you are the first in the grade this time, your Chinese , politics, and history are not high scores. Yang Lu, you are a person with ideas. Although you are young, you are more stable than most students in this sixth class. I won’t say more. I hope next month I can see that you handed in a more satisfactory answer sheet."

I thanked Xu Meihui and was about to leave, but Xu Meihui called me again suddenly, and she asked me: "Are you still writing novels? Has the ending of "A Letter to Angel" come out?"

I didn't expect Xu Meihui to still remember this novel. Turning around, she must have seen the surprise on my face.

Xu Meihui smiled embarrassingly, and then told me generously: "I like your novel, this kind of calm and sharp writing style, a lot of vocabulary, although as a Chinese teacher, 1 students who disagree with writing essays are like this. to write, but you write novels like this, but you have a unique cold and greasy style, I read it at the time, and I still feel very touched when I think of it.”

"The ending hasn't been written yet." Listening to Teacher Xu's words, my personality of not caring about others and ignoring the personality of the people around me also felt a burst of joy from the bottom of my heart.I have to admit that I feel happy. It is really a very warming thing to get such evaluation and affirmation from others.

"Teacher, give me your email address." I replied to Xu Meihui, "The ending is out, and I will send you the full text."

Xu Meihui: "When I introduced myself, I wrote the Koukou number on the blackboard, and you can send me Koukou's email address."

I'm a little embarrassed, a little sorry: "I didn't remember."

Xu Meihui laughed. She tore off a post-it note and wrote down her cell phone number. When she handed it to me, Xu Meihui said: "You and Gu Tingsheng are both introverted. I planned to separate the two of you." , I want Gu Tingsheng and Zhang Yueyang to sit at the same table, and you and Xiang Linlin to sit at the same table."

"But then I saw that you two have such a good relationship." Xu Meihui sat back on her chair, "Before she came to class six as the head teacher, Teacher Zhang didn't explain anything else, but told the general situation of the class. I think Gu Tingsheng needs a lively The extroverted deskmate, he is too introverted, how can a child of this age have no friends?"

"There will be psychological problems." Xu Meihui sighed.

"I'm his friend." I replied to Xu Meihui, "Gu Tingsheng and I are very good friends."

"I can see it, so I won't separate the two of you." Xu Meihui smiled with her lips curled up, her eyes turned into two crescent moons, "You two always get together in class, why do I say that, I know you two Both study well, but pay attention to me in class, huh?"

I thought about it, nodded, and thanked Teacher Xu before leaving: "Thank you, teacher."

"What can I thank you for?" Xu Meihui shook her head. She took out her homework and began to grade. I heard her humming, "Aren't they old? Where are they? We just went our separate ways..."[1]

Back in class, Zhang Yueyang pulled my chair. He sat backwards, with his legs crossed and his head resting on the back of the chair. Gu Tingsheng frowned and read a question on the paper.

Seeing me coming back, Zhang Yueyang showed his trademark smirk: "Xiao Luzi is back, what did the team leader say to you?"

"She asked you to go to the office."

I stood in front of Zhang Yueyang, Zhang Yueyang stood up without any doubt, he compared my height with his, and said: "Yang Lu, you have grown taller."

"Why does Mr. Xu want me?" Zhang Yueyang asked again.

"Probably talking about grades, that's what I was talking about."

Zhang Yueyang waved his hand and walked away in a very chic manner. I pulled the chair to the table and sat down. Gu Tingsheng pointed to the last question on the math paper for this exam. , and mark the concepts and formulas used in it.

Gu Tingsheng didn’t like to talk, he didn’t make a sound when he was speaking, but he just understood it, until I got to the middle step: “This question is beyond the outline, and the textbook used for this theory will only appear in the first year of high school. The formal exam should be There will be no over-the-top questions."

Gu Tingsheng opened his mouth, and he said the name of the theory. I paused at the tip of my pen, and Gu Tingsheng said the term that I was about to say first. seen the concept."

Gu Tingsheng replied to me: "I can't remember clearly, where should I read it."

I went on: "Quoting the theory directly, and so—"

"I don't think I've actually seen it."

"What did you say?" I stared at the paper and shifted my gaze to Gu Tingsheng's face.

"It's okay." Gu Tingsheng pointed at the paper, "Go on, Xiao Lu."

I took this matter as an insignificant and trivial matter in daily life, and I didn't delve into Gu Tingsheng's sudden sentence, and I didn't think about the deep meaning in the words.

I simply thought that he just said that he didn't remember where he read this theory, but he didn't understand what Gu Tingsheng said meant that he had never read this theory in his life.

In August, the school carried out make-up classes for the third grade of junior high school. Both students and teachers were uncomfortable. In the old-fashioned teaching building, only the ceiling fan on the ceiling was blowing some comforting wind. The students sitting under the ceiling fan still had a little wind. Blow, the students sitting on both sides have to go to the toilet to wash their faces with cold water after class.

It's too hot. The school uniforms of Jincheng No. [-] Middle School inherit the traditional characteristics of Chinese school uniforms. The fabrics are inferior, and there is no style. Comparing from clothes, now I have to wear school uniforms to class five days a week.

The third-year junior high school students who made up classes one month in advance felt that they were in bad luck. In August, they wore short-sleeved school uniforms and school pants that were not pure cotton. Not easy.The students sat in the classrooms without air conditioning, and they were steaming all over their bodies just by not moving.As a result of this sweltering heat, as soon as the afternoon class arrived, a group of students fell asleep.

On the podium, the political teacher came to class, first slapped the desk, and yelled loudly: "Wake up, go to the toilet and wash your face now if you are sleepy, or be more conscious, stand up and listen to the class, don't fall asleep— —I asked you to come to class, not to let you sleep!"

My politics and history are currently weak, and the main reason is that I didn't review them during the summer vacation. No matter how good my memory is now, I will gradually forget it after too long.

The political teacher woke up most of the class, and pulled a few students to stand up and listen to the class. In the middle of the class, the curtains were blown up by a breeze and brushed against my face. up.

I rubbed my eyes. The politics teacher’s class was very good. I took notes in his class. Unlike physics, chemistry, students, and mathematics, I review and study by myself. For these liberal arts subjects, the key points and problem-solving ideas summarized by the powerful teacher , Write it down and figure it out, and you will get twice the result with half the effort during the exam.

But the drowsiness came suddenly, and after it came, it became more intense. My upper and lower eyelids seemed to be covered with glue. I closed them for a long time before opening them. Ups and downs, Gu Tingsheng's voice whispered in his ear, "Xiao Lu, if you are sleepy, lie down for a while."

My head fell, and I lay down on the table slowly. I looked at the half-page notes and hesitated, or I should go to sleep like this. I am already extremely sleepy, and it is ineffective to continue to listen , The notes can be borrowed from Linlin after class.

Gu Tingsheng had already taken my notebook while I was thinking, and he twirled the signature pen: "Go to sleep, I'll help you take notes."

At this moment, the voice of the eldest brother has become a blurred light and shadow, and together with the undulating curtains, it has become a sultry dream in this afternoon.

I lay my pillow on my arm, closed my eyes, and fell asleep at the end of Gu Tingsheng's voice.

The dream was as vague as this sultry afternoon. When I woke up, the bell for the end of get out of class had just rang. Gu Tingsheng saw that I woke up, and he touched my forehead: "Xiao Lu, you are sweating."

"I had a dream." My voice was hoarse, and Gu Tingsheng looked at me.

I said slowly, the language was as sticky and slippery as the dream, it was a cold-toned dream.

"You are sitting on the ground by the window, it's a floor-to-ceiling window, it's raining heavily, and it's still thundering, I saw you..."

I swallowed and woke up.

"It's just a dream." I coughed, took down the water glass on the window sill, opened the lid and took several sips of cold boiled water.

"You can continue talking, I'm listening." Gu Tingsheng touched my forehead again, his hand was warm and dry, sticking to my forehead, I unconsciously wanted to rub it twice, but the dream The scenes in the movie are still left behind.

I saw you sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows. That is the small western-style building where we grew up together. It was the window where I used to sit by the window holding picture albums and books when I was a child. I often sat there for the whole afternoon.

I saw the living room with no lights turned on amidst the thunderstorm, 30-year-old you looking out the window, watching the rain that kept falling, brother, I saw tears streaming down your face.

Gu Tingsheng: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yang Lu!"

Zhang Yueyang's voice followed closely behind, Gu Tingsheng withdrew his hand, Zhang Yueyang ran over, he ran just a few steps, his face was flushed red, and fine beads of sweat appeared between his forehead and hair.

"The class leader didn't look for me." Zhang Yueyang stood in front of Gu Tingsheng's desk and rolled his eyes, "I went, I said Mr. Xu, you are looking for me, Mr. Xu said no, I also added, it's not me Are you talking about grades? Teacher Xu said, then let’s talk about your grades.”

"I thought, ho—you're fooling me!" Zhang Yueyang shook his head in grief, "How can you use your innocent and harmless

The author has something to say: Face to deceive the innocent and lovely me? "

I looked at Zhang Yueyang: "If you insist on describing yourself as pure and cute, I may not be able to look at these two words directly in the future."

***Qiu Zai has something to say***

[1] The song Teacher Xu hums is "Those Flowers", sung by Pu Shu.There is also Fan Weiqi's version which is also very nice.