Tsinghua University

The teachers' offices are all close to each other, and they also gossip in private.Within a day, the news that there was an "Anonymous" in Class [-] spread widely.

Jiang Fusheng and Shen Tinglan were called out by Anming to talk at noon. She mainly criticized Jiang Fusheng, and then warned the two of them.

The two were beaten up, and they were much more honest in the afternoon.

When Shen Tinglan was studying and writing math papers, she felt drowsy looking at the questions and dared not sleep.He just closed his eyes, worried that An Ming would suddenly appear in the back window and catch him sleeping. He lowered his head and woke up instantly.

Jiang Fusheng looked at Shen Tinglan knocking his head in sleepiness, and whispered, "Sleep if you want to sleep, don't wrong yourself, I'll watch for you."

"Go ahead, I don't know who said the sentry last time, and I slept soundly, and the teacher was in the face."

"Isn't that an accident?" Jiang Fusheng took out a pack of chicken feet with pickled peppers from the table bucket, "It's refreshing, try it."

Shen Tinglan took it and tore open the package.While the teacher was not paying attention, he took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the first taste, it is only salty and sweet, and then the spicy taste of pickled peppers spreads to the tip of the tongue. The fat and tender meat is very chewy, and the soup is also soaked in the bones, which is full of fragrance.

Shen Tinglan's mouth was numb from the heat, and he became much more energetic.This taste is really addictive, he turned his head and glanced at the back door and window, seeing that the head teacher was not there, he ate another two yuan.

Seeing that Shen Tinglan's nose was red, Jiang Fusheng took out a piece of cake filled with strawberries and put it on his table: "Here."

Shen Tinglan glanced at the cake and muttered, "The two of us eat like this in class every day, like a picnic. If one day the class teacher calls out the camera, wouldn't it be a disaster?"

"It's okay, the teacher in the back usually doesn't look at the camera." Jiang Fusheng explained, "Unless there is a violation of discipline in the classroom and the school reports it. Besides, isn't it common for students to eat snacks in class?"

Shen Tinglan felt that Jiang Xusheng was right, and tore open the packaging of the cake with peace of mind.

Before school was over, the Sports Committee wrote on the blackboard the new slogans to be shouted when running across the rostrum tomorrow morning.The slogan is not long, only sixteen words:

"Zhiqiang Zhida, words and deeds must be fruitful. Work hard and strive for yourself."

Shen Tinglan had never done this kind of morning exercises before. In order not to hinder the class, she carefully wrote down these sixteen short words.He and Jiang Fusheng left the teaching building together, passing by the canteen, Jiang Fusheng wanted to go inside and have a look.

Shen Tinglan thought there were too many people and didn't go in, so she waited for him outside.Suddenly, a few female classmates came running from afar.They pushed and shoved one of them, and said happily, "Go, what are you waiting for?"

"If you don't go, I will speak for you!"

Under the street lamp, the girl's face was flushed red by the noise, she simply got upset and ran towards a boy next to Shen Tinglan boldly.

The first love when I was young is a kind of romance born in the sun.

Shen Tinglan thought, maybe a long time ago, Shen Qingyi was such a lovely girl who ran towards her love desperately.If Xie Zhirong had a conscience back then, this would be a happy story.

They will have a house in Binhai City, the area does not need to be very large, facing south, it will feel warm all year round.It is best to grow many green plants on the windowsill, and the flowers will bloom all seasons.

When Shen Tinglan came back from school every day, Shen Qingyi would cook a plate of side dishes for him in the kitchen, like the mother of Guangda, and kept talking about his studies.

Xie Zhirong might think his wife was nagging, so he persuaded her, and then called Shen Tinglan who was being scolded to watch TV together.The father and son will probably talk about basketball, news, or gossip.Maybe Xie Zhirong would secretly ask Shen Tinglan if he had a girlfriend at school.

After the side dishes were cooked, the three of them had a warm supper.Pack up and get ready for a new day.

It's a pity that Xie Zhirong never had a conscience.

At this time, Jiang Fusheng came out of the canteen, and put his hand on Shen Tinglan's shoulder: "Brother Lan, open your mouth."

Shen Tinglan came back from the fantasy, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, and just opened his mouth, a little sweetness melted on the tip of his tongue.

Jiang Fusheng fed him a piece of white rabbit toffee.

"What are you doing?" Shen Tinglan smiled slightly.

"I see that you are always looking at other young lovers, I'm afraid you will feel sad." Jiang Fusheng lowered his head slightly, just in time to meet Shen Tinglan's eyes.

Passionate spring eyebrows.

Shen Tinglan asked back: "Aren't you also a single dog?"

"Oh, yes, me too." Jiang Fusheng smiled, looked into Shen Tinglan's eyes, and peeled a piece of candy for himself, "I'm sour, I have to eat candy."

"Don't be so sour." Shen Tinglan smiled even more intensely, "Teacher will check the bedroom later, let's go."

They hurried to the dormitory building, because they came back late, the two water rooms on the left and right in the corridor were full of people.Anyway, he had to wait in line, and Jiang Fusheng was not in a hurry to wash up. He came to the table and unzipped his school uniform jacket, only to see two bags of spicy sticks, one bag of prunes, and one bag of crispy noodles pinned to his waistband. A smuggler.

"Lao Jiang, I'm in Shanhaiguan!" Yang Yan shouted out from the upper bunk.

Jiang Fusheng reached out his hand and took out two cans of soda from his down jacket hat, picked up one and handed it to Yang Yan, saying with disgust: "You are so difficult to serve, you can only get soda, and you have to drink Shanhaiguan. I asked Uncle Wang to help enter." Two boxes, you have to drink them all."

Shanhaiguan used to be a common soda in North China, mostly orange flavored, packed in long, thin glass bottles, and you can find it in the streets and alleys.After the resumption of production in recent years, it is not as popular as it was then, and the price is a few dollars more expensive than Fanta, which is rarely available in general canteens.

"Isn't this nostalgic? I'm used to drinking Fanta, so I think about Shanhaiguan." Yang Yan took out the thermos cup he had prepared earlier, opened the can, and poured soda into the thermos cup.He deliberately left some for Shen Tinglan, "Brother Lan, the real Binhai specialty. Full of breath and good taste."

"You don't need to borrow flowers to offer Buddha." Jiang Fusheng picked up another can of soda and gave it to Shen Tinglan, "Try it."

Shen Tinglan took it and took a sip, the sweet orange flavor filled his lips and teeth.

By the time they finished washing, it was already ten o'clock.When it was time to go to bed, the school was forced to cut off the electricity, and there was silence, only the footsteps of the patrolling teacher.

It was very late, but Shen Tinglan couldn't sleep no matter what.After finally feeling sleepy, she closed her eyes, and the faces of Shen Qingyi and Xie Zhirong appeared alternately.For a while, she was arguing with him in the hardware building, and for a while, he was talking about caring about him in the car. The whole picture was fragmented and bizarre.

Shen Tinglan sat up from the bed in an instant, bent down to pick up the can of soda that was placed beside the bed, and took two gulps before recovering.

"Brother Lan?"

In the darkness, Shen Tinglan heard Jiang Susheng talking. He seemed to have just woken up, and his voice was as soft as a dream.

"Brother Lan, are you still awake?" Jiang Xu asked.

"I fell asleep early in the morning, and it was just a dream." Shen Tinglan lied.

"Nightmare?"

"That's it."

"Don't be afraid, I'm still here. I've been watching Lin Zhengying since I was three years old, and I'm full of righteousness. If I'm with you, all monsters and monsters will go away."

Shen Tinglan was amused by him: "I didn't dream of ghosts."

Jiang Fusheng thought about it for a while, and changed his rhetoric: "Which bastard did you dream about? My brother beat him up for you."

This time, Shen Tinglan didn't talk to him. He leaned against the wall and looked sideways at the saxifrage tree on the windowsill. Its flowers greeted the light of the moonlight, showing a faint beauty.

After a long time, Shen Tinglan heard Jiang complaining again: "Brother Lan, are you still awake?"

Shen Tinglan wanted to chat with Jiang Fusheng, but he didn't want Jiang Fusheng to stay up late with him, so he didn't say anything.

Jiang Fusheng seemed to have guessed Shen Tinglan's mind, knowing that he was awake: "Shall I tell you a bedtime story? A long time ago, there was a..."

Shen Tinglan sighed and interrupted him: "Let me tell you one."

"You said."

Shen Tinglan said, "A long time ago, there was a little duck. It was walking on the road and accidentally stepped on the mud. The little duck that stepped on the mud ran very fast, then it was tired from running, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye. Yes. The name of this story is Mud Sleeping Duck."

Jiang Fu smiled and said, "This little bedtime story is really nice."

"Then go to sleep!"

Jiang Fusheng hurriedly said: "Go to sleep, good night, sweet dreams."

"Good night, sweet dreams."