The floating world sinks slightly

The next day, Mo Chengshen sorted the received homework into groups first, then turned to the page where the homework was assigned one by one, and then clipped them in order.

Then I counted the number, but after counting and counting, two workbooks were missing. After asking several times in class, I finally received another one.But there is still one book missing, and after asking for a long time, no one is willing to talk to him.

"You can just send it like this. Anyway, there is only one missing, and Xiao Xia won't find out." Li Haoyu gave Teacher Xia such an easy-to-understand nickname after finishing the first class. so called.

Respect or disrespect is another matter, let alone, it sounds pretty good.Great vulgarity is elegant, fresh and unique.

But someone as stubborn as Mo Chengshen would definitely do his best to achieve perfection.He first went to the podium and copied a list of all the students in the class by hand, and then crossed out the names of the homework handed in on the list one by one.

The patient and meticulous movements and cautious attitude made Li Haoyu shake his head vigorously.

After turning over all the homework, there was indeed one name left at the end of the row. Mo Cheng took a deep look at the name.Sure enough, he found it.

He went to the man, "Well, have you handed in your math homework?"

"No, what's the matter." The man didn't lift his head, he rolled his eyelids up nonchalantly, and lines appeared on his forehead.

What's the matter, I asked so many times without saying a word.Mo Chengshen's teeth were about to bite the oral mucosa, but he still tried his best to maintain a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Then I asked so many times just now, why didn't you tell me if you didn't pay?"

"If you don't hand in the homework, when will I report to you?" The man lowered his eyelids and stopped looking at him.

"I—" He swallowed hard and told himself to calm down, "Can you leave it to me now?"

"You send it directly, I won't hand it in." The man turned his back to Mo Chengshen, and waved it casually twice.

"This is not good, after all, it is the first homework."

"Is there anything good or bad? It's never been like this. Don't you know the rules of the key class?" Maybe Mo Chengshen talked too much, and that person was also a little impatient.

Mo Chengshen didn't know the rules of the key class, but what he knew was that Mr. Xia clearly told him yesterday that all homework should be collected, and he thought he still knew what it meant to collect all the homework.

So he suppressed the anger in his heart, "Then your name will be recorded and handed in."

"Whatever, whatever you like, I'm so bored." The man turned his head nonchalantly, then waved his hand to tell him to leave quickly, then lowered his head to do the English problem in hand.

Mo Chengshen didn't expect that he would encounter such a big setback on the first day of collecting his homework, which had never happened before.

In the first year of high school, there were often students who didn't write or didn't finish their homework, and most of them just asked him to take a random homework to copy for himself, and then handed in a copy.

But tell him so confidently, I won't hand it in, our key classes are all like this, it doesn't matter, whatever you like, anyway, I won't hand it in.This was the first time Mo Chengshen met in his life.

He couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

I went to the math group with my homework, but Xia Youqing was not there.Mo Chengshen originally wanted to tell him the names of those who refused to hand in, but now he can only leave a list.

After digging in his pocket for a long time, he found a crumpled napkin, borrowed a pen from the teacher at the next table, and traced it several times before he could see the names of the students who hadn't handed in. Tired and open by mistake, the list is pressed under the homework of the first group of students, so that the list can be seen at a glance, and the list is not so easy to be blown away by the wind.He's done it before.

Perhaps, it's time to buy a post-it note and stick it on the top exercise book, which is clear and clear.He thought as he went back to the classroom.Alas, looking at today's situation, who knows if there will be more and more people who are unwilling to hand in homework in the future.

Also, didn't the teacher say yesterday that he was there most of the time?

But now, he is not here.

I don't know why, Mo Chengshen was very disappointed all day long, his head was always low during recess, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In fact, he knew it himself, he wasn't thinking about anything, he just felt tired and couldn't cheer up.

After two days of class, he clearly felt that his current class was too different from the original one. In fact, the gap was so slight that careless people might not realize it at all.

Mo Chengshen is not such a sensitive person at all, but there are too many details to sum it up in a sentence or two, but all aspects are intertwined and entangled into a web, wrapping him tightly, making him very uncomfortable, even Sitting in his seat at this moment, he seemed quite absent-minded.

"Are you okay?" Li Haoyu poked him.

Although this boy is gossip, he is always so delicate and frightening.

Mo Chengshen didn't intend to hide it from him. It's not a secret, but there's nothing to hide.And he also needs such a person at this time, so he doesn't need to be as profound as the book said, sharing the sorrows and sorrows together, he just wants to vent his inner dissatisfaction.

At the beginning of the first year of high school, he was not used to this fast-paced life, and at that time there was always a boy named Song Duo by his side.

Yes, he is very naughty and inconspicuous, and is recognized by everyone as a bad student.

But it's just such a punk-like character who would sneak out of school at noon when Mo Chengshen and him complained that he was particularly bored, bought beer and stuffed it in his schoolbag, and after the afternoon class ended and before the evening self-study began, Pulling Mo Chengshen to find a small corner with few people in the dormitory floor, he gave him a can of lukewarm beer that had been covered by his own body temperature, and then took another can for himself.

He never buys more, always does, one can per person, hold it in his hand, drink it slowly, one sip at a time.

Take a sip, swear a word, take turns, each person utters a word.From homework scolding to exams, from teachers to principals, from education system to employment pressure.The scolding was heartbreaking and hearty.

You can scold anything, only one thing, you can't cry.

It's not that boys can't cry, but the world is always willing to attribute crying to men's weakness and incompetence. Since childhood, teachers and parents will tell the group of little men that men don't cry easily.

In the beginning, they couldn't hold it back very much, they would still cry, and then they were seen by others. At this time, most of them would be greeted with a round of ridicule.

In fact, many of the mockers are not really ashamed or ridiculous about this kind of behavior, but they seem to be instinctive. When they see a boy crying, they will subconsciously go forward to make fun of it, and maybe they will scratch it. The nose said they were little girls without braids.

As time goes by, the boy is getting bigger and bigger, and he is more and more able to hold back the tears from his eyes.

There is an academic point of view that the average life expectancy of men is lower than that of women. A large part of the reason is that they will not shed tears easily when encountering the same situation as women. Internal organs.

Tears really have power.

However, even in front of Song Duo, Mo Chengshen did not shed tears. To be precise, since he entered high school, all his tears, the few times, were covering himself in the quilt and covering him to death live.

Tears, flow to yourself, just fine.After all, it is very forgiving to allow yourself to cry.

So the best way for Mo Chengshen to vent his anger was to swear at people, and he wanted others to swear with him. In fact, he didn't know many dirty words.But even listening to Song Duo's complaints, he still felt extremely happy.

He knew that with Song Duo's temperament, he would not have so much repression from the school teachers.Song Duo is a very drinkable person, you can feel it from the small details in his language, such a small can may be quite a lot for Mo Chengshen, but it is like two mouthfuls of plain water for Song Duo.

Even so, he is willing to accompany himself, such an impatient person, to accompany him to drink the cheap beer in his hand patiently, then smile at each other, and then throw away the can in his hand like a thief, pretending to be nothing Back to class and dormitory.

The friendship between boys is really strange. At that time, Mo Chengshen had the best relationship with Song Duo, but he was also the one he found most annoying at the time.

It's just that whether it's good or bad has been written in the past tense, and it will never come back.

At this moment, Mo Chengshen just looked at Li Haoyu, "Brother, I think we're in freshman year."

"That's right, I really think about it too. Otherwise, if you have time, let's get in touch, and our classmates can get together again."

Mo Chengshen didn't know whether Li Haoyu pretended not to understand what he meant, or if he really understood it that way.

Of course, it doesn't matter anymore.

Because of him, I don't want to say a word anymore.

In fact, this is also very good, he wants to say, and people may not necessarily want to hear it.Besides, if a lot of things are said and someone listens to them, it may cause another wave.

Many people have passed away, so you understand his position in your life.

That is unique and irreplaceable.