Do you have a scholarly tyranny?

The south has entered the rainy season, the moisture in the air has eroded into the bone marrow, the rain is long, accompanied by high temperature, and there are those socks that can never be dried, and endless exercises, which make people irritated.

In the classroom of Yuanxing High School, the students were also affected by the weather, lying sickly on the table, looking at the math test paper that had just been handed out.

This week it was Xu Yanran's turn to sit in front of Xi Hu.

"Are you okay?" Xi Hu poked her back with the tip of a pen, "This is just a quiz."

"Don't ask me how many points—"

Xu Yanran only allowed the state officials to set fires and not allow the common people to light lamps. She turned her head, and said mysteriously, as if she would never give up on Huang He, "Since you care about me so much, then tell me, who is that in your family?"

Xi Hu: "..."

Xu Yanran just got the paper, even though her back was facing him, the back of her head was full of worries, and she still didn't forget to gossip!

Xi Hu immediately mourned for his lost good intentions, his eyebrows twitched: "Guess."

"I guessed it and you won't admit it!" The girl almost cried out, covering her mouth with her hand to suppress the excitement.

"Yeah, you understand me quite well?" Xi Hu leaned back in his chair and teased.

"I'm almost suffocating...can't you reveal a little bit?"

"No."

Seeing Xu Yanran's reluctance, Xi Hu said helplessly, "Fairy Xu, please raise your hands high and show kindness, don't worry about these mundane things anymore."

Unexpectedly, the girl hesitated for a moment, her eyes sparkled, but she still leaned over.

"Are you talking about Siming?" Twelve points of bold assumptions and careful verification.

Xi Hu was a little taken aback.

Xu Yanran and herself were nodding acquaintances at most, Xi Hu didn't expect to be guessed.

When Xi Hu thought of Tan Siming, his eyes softened.

He didn't say anything, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.

Xu Yanran: "..."

Someone once asked Xu Yanran why she can always gossip so deeply and accurately.

Xu Yanran knew that she just listened a little more and observed a little more than others.

For example, even though she's always the chat hub for a bunch of girls, she's actually, really, the one who says the least.

Xu Yanran knows very well that the more she listens to others, the more she sees all kinds of faces, the truth and lies will be invisible in front of her.

Only then will she have the opportunity to screen and judge, so that if she does not speak, she will release the information as soon as she speaks.

Xu Yanran had been speculating about the relationship between Xi Hu and Tan Siming for a long time. Although Xi Hu had no flaws on the surface, his eyes undoubtedly betrayed him.

Now that it was confirmed once again, Xu Yanran was too shocked to speak.

It's really about Siming...

She was at a loss for words for a long time, and finally found a suitable sentence to answer, but she stumbled: "Forget it, forget it, this fairy, the fairy let you go!"

She tried to hide her aphasia, restlessly lifted the exam paper from Xi Hu's desk——

"You actually got a perfect score??"

Xu Yanran rubbed her eyes hard, as if she felt that she was dazzled and misjudged, "No way, you didn't make any mistakes in any of the questions? Are you careless?"

"..."

Xi Hu tried his best to hold the proud little tail to keep it from running away, and replied in a low-key manner, "Luck, it's all luck."

"What happened to his perfect score?"

Boss Tao entered the classroom and noticed their movements. He just walked over from the door with a volume that could be heard by the whole class, "He has made great progress this time. You have to learn from him."

According to Wang Qingping, the class teacher, Xi Hu's semester is not what it used to be, especially recently, it can be regarded as hard work that is almost visible to the naked eye-it has a deeper meaning than seriousness and hard work, so it can be called hard work.

First of all, every morning, when the sky is bright, Xi Hu will come to the classroom early to join the morning reading team.

The boarding students are close to the water, and it is not difficult to study in the classroom early in the morning.

But few people can do it. For Xi Hu, who was always late before, this early waking up is even more rare.

What is even more gratifying is that Xi Hu will now go to the office after class to ask the teacher for exercises.

Boss Tao has been approached, and he knows several regular customers in the office, such as Tan Siming, who is Wang Qingping's favorite student, but Boss Tao is not too impressed with the No. [-] student in his class.

Boss Tao felt that Tan Siming, a student, had a precocity that didn't match his age, and he might be more discerning than others. Tan Siming's speech, including asking questions, was rigid, and he left after asking, never entangled.

After coming down again and again, Boss Tao felt that he was probably doing teaching and research discussions with his colleagues.

In contrast, based entirely on personal preference, Boss Tao prefers to be pestered by Xi Hu to answer questions.

Xi Hu is used to sticking to the pain of others. After asking questions, he will talk a few words in the office. When he sees someone coughing, he will ask: "Teacher, do you have a cold? You should pay attention to rest!"

It's just that it didn't touch people for a few seconds, and then it would smile again, not burdening others-"Can we not have to go to class?"

Boss Tao went the other way after this clown's questioning, and entered the classroom early for class.

He glanced at Xu Yanran, who was questioning: "Student Xi Hu has a good foundation. When you can't solve the big questions, he will do it. He used to be careless in the multiple-choice questions. He can get full marks this time. Not surprising."

Xu Yanran: "..."

Xu Yanran scanned the blank page of questions at the back of her paper, thinking, what an inhumane person!

Boss Tao saw that the test papers had been handed out, and walked back to the podium to start the lecture.

Boss Tao looked very happy.

When he is happy, the level of funny speech instantly rises to a high level, which can have the effect of surprising speech and silence—everyone will be speechless.

Now, he holds the teacher's paper in one hand, and writes the standard answers on the blackboard with the other hand, and he still doesn't forget to turn around and talk to the students.

"You will be in your third year of high school next semester. I just learned that the teaching and research group has ordered a kind of material for you called "Century Gold List". Another kind of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" is coming soon!"

The whole class: "..."

What is there to be happy about?

Everyone couldn't understand Boss Tao's joy, and obviously couldn't keep up with the tempo.

"These two books are classics over the years..."

Boss Tao's beard would fly to his nose, and the paper in his hand would stick to his face, "For example, the fourth question is from May [-]rd, and it is the latest college entrance examination question in [-]..."

"..." Ten years have passed!

Xi Hu took out the five-three book he bought from the drawer, opened it, and was looking at the notes he had made.

I secretly sighed in my heart - sure enough, it is exactly the same as what Tan Siming said, the feeling of active learning is extraordinary.

"Come on, turn to page nine of the textbook..."

Boss Tao was obsessed with lectures and couldn't help himself, "Don't write! Write down the formula."

"..."

Holding the pen in his hand, Xi Hu tried to find a posture where he could copy the formula without using the pen, but after repeated searches to no avail, he finally gave up and sighed.

Where are we all holy.

Xi Hu now has the copybook that Lian Tan Siming gave him. He copied the formula, and his handwriting became much calmer.

"Is there a problem? If there is a problem,"

Boss Tao’s slips of the tongue are still emerging one after another, “You can come to my office and ask me at any time and any place after class!”

The whole class: "..."

"Choose A for this question, this option A, it's a bit tricky!" Boss Tao stared at the paper.

"What hall of fame?"

Xi Hu pretended to be calm for a while, but couldn't hold it any longer, and finally interjected, "Isn't it just using Lagrange theorem to judge the upper and lower bounds of the root?"

Boss Tao caught a glimpse of the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Boss Tao was still defending people against injustice one second, and felt that students should not get carried away just as soon as they made some progress.

"I'll invite a classmate to read the English in brackets on this question...Xi Hu, come here!"

"There real root."

Xi Hu wondered what was good to read, but he read it anyway.

Boss Tao was overjoyed, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I'm confident after hearing what you say!"

Xi Hu: "..."

This is a math class, not an English class!

Teacher, you are avenging yourself!

***

In half a month, the final exam in early July will be ushered in.

In the hall on the first floor of the auditorium, Yuanxing High School's annual campus event before the end of the semester is now being held - the final of the school song competition.

Hundreds of eyes of the audience focused on the stage: Xi Hu was sitting on a high chair, facing the camera off the stage, and beside him was Tan Siming holding a standing microphone .

It was as if the restless chirping of cicadas in Xia Ye had disappeared.In the silence, Xi Hu held the guitar in his arms and played the prelude.

His fingers fluttered up and down, and the beating notes were played like water droplets, strung together into the opening chapter, and memories were brought back.

Behind the photo of Xi Hu and Xi Haihui, there is a word written by Xi Junfeng.

The brisk melody flickered, and Tan Siming's voice also flowed out.

The singing is like the rain, a rainbow in the sky, shining into people's hearts.

"If you love, don't pretend

If you get lost, don't hesitate

no matter what the future holds

You gotta stay strong"

[When I was sorting out my elder brother's belongings, I found this photo I took of him.

Before the eldest brother left, he often missed the days when he took Xi Hu to see a doctor. He felt that it was the longest time between father and son.

The eldest brother said that the child is too young, and he will be forgotten in the future.Brother, please let me be Xi Hu's father in name.

He said that if Xi Hu didn't have a father, he would receive a lot of criticism and be easily bullied, and he couldn't bear to let Xi Hu face those.

Xi Hu is very likable, I would like to be his father. ]

"If tomorrow your heart

still wandering

I am willing to bear this love

be with you

create a world”

[Xi Hu's temperament is a bit like mine, and he walks sideways with wind.He also has a stubborn temper. When he was taking medicine or suffering from illness, he was very tolerant.But he doesn't like to cause trouble for others, which is very similar to his elder brother.

Last night, the child hid under the quilt and cried all night. I went to see it in the morning and thought he wet the bed.

After he finished drying the quilt, the first thing he did was to ask me where his father had gone.

I didn't know how to tell him about my brother...and beat him up. ]

"My world has one more you from now on

every day is a drama

no matter how romantic or surreal

The main character is you"

[Xi Hu and his elder brother grow more and more like each other.Sometimes when I look at him, I think of my elder brother, because of him... I really don't have a good temper, and when I get angry, I can't help venting my anger.

After going back and forth, the child seemed to be a little afraid of me.

But what's wrong with him?

I've made a decision and I won't bother him anymore.He is innocent and I cannot hurt him. ]

"My world has one more you from now on

Sometimes it's sunny and sometimes it's raining

I'll tell you when it's cloudy

I love you more than the beauty of the rainbow"

[From now on, Xi Hu can blame me, whatever.I just hope that he can grow up healthy and don't be afraid when he encounters difficulties.

I hope he knows that things that are too easy to get are never unusual, and sometimes it feels hard, which means that you are going uphill.

Gritting his teeth and making it through, he will be able to climb to the top of the mountain and see scenery that others cannot see.

I look forward to that day, and my brother must be too.

Xi Junfeng, written on X, X, X, X. ]

"I love you

More beautiful than a rainbow"

Tan Siming's voice is in good condition, like a quiet natural oilstone with dense particles, which is his unique magnetism, but it is smooth and gentle to the touch.

This song does not require much skill, and Tan Siming does not need to sharpen his own knife.But he still sang the last two lines meticulously.

Before the end of the accompaniment, the lights were not on, Xi Hu looked in the direction of the audience.

They, they, and them.

Flowers, applause, moonlit night, music, school uniforms, and smiling faces are all surging.

Those who can represent the entire youth seem to be unusual, nothing more ordinary.

Xi Hu plucked the guitar with his fingernails, finishing it in twos and threes.

Tan Siming, who was standing by Xi Hu's side, turned around and looked at him intently.

The last vibrato ended, the melody dropped, Xi Hu looked at Tan Siming, and the illusory feeling in his chest disappeared for a moment.

Returning to the beginning, it seems to work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

It is also like a fallen leaf returning, gently and forcefully, trying to root itself in the present.

Xi Hu put his hands on the strings, letting the lingering sound dissipate——

The me in those letters, the me in those handwritings, just like those ordinary and seemingly repeated day after day, all constitute the scenery along the road, which will be missed one day.

Because of the countless old me, there is the present me.

And me in your eyes.

Every time I see it, I will be grateful for my existence, and grateful for the moment I touched.

Be thankful that I was lucky enough to meet you.

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The author has something to say:

I don’t really like to write protagonist scenes. I think too much conflict will lead to abuse, and too much sugar will make it boring. So although I want them to interact, I actually prefer to write supporting roles. I hope this will not make you feel uncomfortable.

I'm not very good at making up stories, so this article involves a lot of people and things that really existed. I hope it can bring you some memories of middle school.

The purpose of opening this article was also to write about the prototype of the school song competition, so I started with the school song competition, and this article is over when it comes to the finals.

This is my first concluding essay. Writing an essay is a pain in the ass. It is a miracle that I was able to write the entire essay.

There are you in this miracle, especially all of you who leave comments.

Thank you very much for seeing this, and it is over.