Tsinghua University

Jiang Fusheng stood on the podium, holding both sides of Shen Tinglan's desk with both hands, bent over to look at him, his eyes were obviously taken aback.Immediately, he realized what Shen Tinglan had just said, with a surprised and happy expression on his face, before he wanted to respond, the class bell rang outside first.Jiang Fusheng was annoyed immediately, and hurriedly said: "I'll tell you later."

This class was originally physical education, but the physical education teacher suddenly fell ill and changed it to math self-study.The teacher went back and forth between the two classes to explain the practice questions. While she was away, Shen Tinglan stared at the math paper in a daze.He looked down at the image of the function. The arc was raised upwards, like a crying face in a children's stick figure, with a mouth that was grinning downward.

Suddenly, his head hurt, as if he had been hit by something.A huge ball of paper appeared on the desk, and he looked in the direction the ball of paper flew, and saw Jiang Fusheng leaning back with his chair, a smiling face appeared from the desk, silently gesticulating with his hands , asked Shen Tinglan to unravel the big ball of paper.

A piece of "Old Man's Head" brand rubber was wrapped in the big paper ball, and words were written on the paper.Shen Tinglan's seat was not in a good position, facing the door. He was afraid that the math teacher would come in, so he quickly smoothed out the paper, hid it under the math paper, and read it secretly.

"I've thought about it for a while before I tell you. My paintings are really good-looking. I originally wanted to surprise you."

"What surprise?" Shen Tinglan finished writing this sentence, wrapped the rubber in the paper, and threw it back.

After a while, Jiang Fusheng took out a 16K sketchbook with kraft paper cover from his schoolbag, and slipped it to Shen Tinglan through the podium table.Shen Tinglan glanced at the door, quickly took down the notebook, and opened it, there were many pages of sketches about himself, some of which were scenes in school, and some were places he had never been to.

The crumpled note was stuck on the first page: "I drew it at home, how is it, is it wonderful? I will leave school to study after a while, and I thought you would not come to study art, so I wanted to leave it to you. You take it as a present. I plan to give it to you when I have drawn it all, look, there are only two or three pages left, after this holiday, I just finished the drawing, and I also thought I was telling you about it at that time."

Shen Tinglan smiled, and put the sketchbook on her desk.He took out the note and wrote again: "I accepted the gift first, so do you want to be with me? I haven't learned to draw before, if there is anything wrong, please teach me."

"What? You're with me just to learn how to draw?"

"I don't study painting, how can I get into Tsinghua University? I can't get into Tsinghua University, how can I be with you?"

"Who told you that I want to take the Tsinghua University exam? Is it some quack doctor surnamed Zhang?"

"Don't you want to take the exam?"

"I want to take the exam."

"Then what nonsense are you talking to me?"

"This is not nonsense, if it weren't for that quack doctor surnamed Zhang talking nonsense. I will finish drawing the booklet the day after tomorrow, and I will give you a complete surprise."

"I'm pleasantly surprised now."

"That's all right." Jiang Fusheng added after finishing writing, "After school at four o'clock, do you want to go to Pengpeng's place for a haircut?"

Shen Tinglan was slightly surprised, thinking that Jiang Fusheng knew about Zhang Pengpeng, so he just wanted to ask.He pondered for a while, then replied, "Yesterday, I met Nannan at the gate of No. [-] Middle School. She said that sister Pengpeng was going back to her hometown to get married, and she was going to move out."

After receiving the note, Jiang Xusheng scratched his hair twice. He really didn't know about it. Since the beginning of school, he basically hasn't been to the hardware building.He also finds it a bit unbelievable that Zhang Pengpeng is studying with his book all day long, talking about making money, he really doesn't look like someone who went back to his hometown to get married.

"I can go and see where she is in a while, maybe Nan Nan remembered it wrong."

"En." Shen Tinglan replied with one word, and threw the note back.

At this time the math teacher came back from the class next door, Jiang Fusheng saw her figure, quietly folded the note in his hand, and carefully hid it in the stationery bag.

Jiang Fusheng likes to collect very sweet memories. This is the first time they passed a note, and he told himself to keep it safe.

After school, Shen Tinglan greeted him, and the two went to the hardware building together.

On the way, Shen Tinglan called her grandma, told her about her plan to study art, and had a brief chat with her about it.

When they arrived at the hardware building, the sun had not yet set, and the grandmother in the color steel room with bad ears was watching the old version of "Journey to the West" watching the TV.Seeing them coming, she waved through the small window.

The barber shop downstairs is still the same as before, a small and dilapidated room, through the glass door, you can see Zhang Pengpeng cleaning up carefully, holding a mop in both hands, vigorously wiping the stains on the floor.

She looked up and found Shen Tinglan and Jiang Fusheng, she stood up straight, dragged the mop with one hand, pushed open the door with the other, and said, "I'll move out in a few days, I won't do business anymore, you two should move to another place. "

"Sister Pengpeng, why do you want to move away when you are fine?" Jiang Xu asked.

"I'm getting old, I can't move around anymore, I should go back to my hometown and find a down-to-earth young man to marry." Zhang Pengpeng lowered his head and said casually.

"Haven't you been watching success studies?"

"Isn't this unsuccessful?"

"Is there any difficulty?" Shen Tinglan then asked her.

"I didn't encounter any difficulties, but I suddenly wanted to open it." Zhang Pengpeng said in a calm voice, "I dropped out of school early and worked in other people's barber shops for a few years to learn some skills. , ran to the Binhai.

"At that time, I thought, my level of haircutting is not bad. Maybe in a few years, my Zhang's barber shop will be opened all over Binhai. Then, I used the savings of the past two years to rent the shop and hired A few boys with haircuts. The plan was very good, but the store was getting smaller and smaller. At first it was on the side of the main road near No. [-] Middle School, and finally came to the Hardware Building.

"It's been like this for two or three years, earning a meal every day. I checked the balance of the deposit two days ago, and there is no money. I suddenly don't understand why I still stick to this place? The third wife of Zhang has her What about me? Is there any reason for me to stay in this city? It doesn't seem to like me very much.

"I thought about it for a while, but I didn't think of any reason to stay and continue to earn the ten yuan and 20 yuan. Sometimes, reality is a bastard who can only slap you in the face."

"I don't have anything to leave behind, so I'll give you a book." She smiled, and took out the "Becoming a Ma Yun" from the counter drawer.

Jiang Fusheng has always looked down on this so-called success theory, thinking that it is all a deception, and it is a more advanced pyramid scheme chicken soup for the soul.If this book works, if one hundred people buy the book, one hundred horses will be born.

It can be seen that the content is nonsense.

Normally, he would have laughed at Zhang Pengpeng for being easy to be fooled, but now, when he thought that he would never see her again, he couldn't laugh anymore, and silently took the book "Successful Learning".

He opened the cover and saw a line written in beautiful small characters on the first page: "Zhang Hua was admitted to Peking University; Li Ping was admitted to a secondary technical school; I am working as a salesperson in a department store: we all have a bright future."

Zhang Pengpeng said with a smile: "This is what I saw in the old version of "Xinhua Dictionary" before, and I wrote it down because I liked it very much. It can't be found in the current "Xinhua Dictionary."

The author has something to say: first change, then change, I am too sleepy