Tsinghua University

The day Shen Tinglan finished his reflection happened to be the Lantern Festival.Although Binhai City clearly stipulates that fireworks are not allowed to be set off, it still cannot stop the enthusiasm of the masses for this annual festival.

Shen Tinglan was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, and halfway through brushing, he heard a burst of firecrackers outside, which made the old building, the Hardware Building, tremble a little.

He walked to the balcony with a toothbrush in his mouth, and by the street light, he found that it was Zhang Pengpeng who had hung two strings of bright red electronic firecrackers outside the barber shop.There is no fire, only sound, crackling, but it is also lively.

Shen Tinglan has always liked Chinese New Year. During this time, there will always be many relatives visiting the house, and they will bring presents, big and small.Peach crisps, cakes, milk, fruits, all kinds are piled up in the house, and they can be eaten for more than a month.

Today is the most shabby year he has lived. He ran thousands of miles away to rent a house, and he didn't have enough snacks to last for more than a month.For the past seven days, he has been learning how to cook, but apart from frying the vegetables, he has made no progress, and the taste is still unpalatable.

Shen Tinglan felt that if she wanted to find someone in the future.Either find someone who loves to cook, or find someone who doesn't dislike his cooking.

At this moment, the phone alarm rang.

In order to avoid being late, Shen Tinglan set three different alarms, one for getting up, one for washing, and one for going out.

It was the last one that rang, urging Shen Tinglan to go to school now.

He picked up the tooth cup to swallow the saliva, and went back to the bathroom to spit out the foam.After tidying up my clothes, I picked up my schoolbag and went out.

Shen Tinglan rode all the way to school, and it was already dawn.A row of small-leaved Euonymus outside the Deyu Building is illuminated by the morning sun, and the green round leaves look very cute.

Although the wind is still very cold now, he thinks that spring is coming soon.

Shen Tinglan first went to the Political and Education Office to hand in his own self-criticism. He wrote this thing from small to large, and he had already compiled experience, and he knew what kind of content would make the teacher happy.

Yang Wenyu sat at the desk and read the self-criticism written by him, his frowning brows eased a little, and he asked with a smile: "The writing is pretty good, and the literary talent is not bad. What is your normal composition score, fifty or so?"

"Almost." Shen Tinglan boasted.

"I've seen your overall report card, it's a pity." Yang Wenyu put away Shen Tinglan's review and handed over a form, "In the future, I will focus more on my studies, there will be a national Chinese knowledge level competition in a few days , take the exam well."

"Thank you, teacher." Shen Tinglan took the form, which was a disciplinary order for staying in school for probation.

"Don't thank me." Yang Wenyu said, "I've been teaching for so many years, and this is the first time I've met someone like you. You look polite and obedient, but in reality you have big ideas in your heart, and you are wilder than anyone else. I saw you At first glance, I would never have imagined that you would beat three classmates to the hospital."

Shen Tinglan silently listened to Yang Wenyu's chatter while filling out the form: "Teacher, I've finished it."

Yang Wenyu knew that Shen Tinglan was pretending to be good. As a teacher, he was most afraid of meeting such a student.You listen to everything you say, and you are right in everything you say. Looking at the appearance of correcting when you know your mistakes, you may be thinking about something in your heart.

He looked at Shen Tinglan, feeling helpless as if his fist was hitting the cotton, and waved his hand, "Go out."

"Goodbye, teacher." Shen Tinglan took her schoolbag, turned around and closed the door.Before he could go far, Jiang Fusheng walked towards him, waved his hands and asked in a low voice, "Come to submit the self-criticism too?"

Shen Tinglan nodded: "I'm done, can I wait for you for a while?"

"Okay, I'll be fine soon." Jiang Fu smiled softly, he felt that since he and Shen Tinglan finished fighting together, the relationship between the two has become much closer.Probably really answered the old saying "If you don't fight, you don't know each other".

Although it was someone else who was beaten, the words still apply.

Jiang Fusheng walked into the Political and Education Office and handed in his self-criticism to Yang Wenyu.

This article was "taken" by Jiang Fusheng from the Internet. In order to prevent the teacher from seeing it, he specially combined three thousand-character reviews into one article.While extracting its essence, a little detail was added.

Jiang Fu felt guilty, but he didn't show any timidity.To put it bluntly, it's called Yigaoren's boldness, but to put it bluntly, it's plagiarized, shameless.

Yang Wenyu quickly read his self-criticism, and shook his head while laughing: "Student Jiang Fusheng, your self-criticism has too much mental activity, please go back and correct it."

"Teacher." Jiang Xusheng quibbled to himself, "Self-reflection, if I don't have mental activities, I can't reflect the process of realizing my mistakes."

Yang Wenyu was choked by his stunned words for a while, and said patiently: "But your mental activities are too rich, look at what you wrote, are you going to gather people to revolt?"

Jiang Fusheng wanted to speak again, but Yang Wenyu didn't let him speak, and said solemnly: "Take it back and rewrite it, and leave it to me tomorrow!"

Outside the door, Shen Tinglan saw Jiang complaining, and found that he was still holding the self-criticism. Guessing that he was unqualified and had to rewrite it, he reached out and clicked on the composition papers: "Can you show me?"

Jiang Fusheng did not refuse, since most of the content in it was not original anyway.He had no sense of shame, and handed it to Shen Tinglan generously: "Mediterranean told me to write it again."

Shen Tinglan skimmed through the first page. The content on the first page was ordinary, which was the standard of a general review book, and the lines between the lines were full of empty words.And when he turned to the second page, he felt in a daze that the door to a new world suddenly opened.

"The situation at that time was like this. Li Xu in our class asked me for help in a panic. It was said that Tian Lin from class seven had a fierce conflict with two other students and Shen Tinglan from my class. When I heard it, it was okay! The three of them Bullying one person is simply unreasonable! I don't care about the school rules, and with the tendency of justice in my chest, I break into the toilet."

"After I entered, I quickly separated several people and asked them the reason for the quarrel. Only then did I know that Tian Lin had blackmailed Li Xu for nearly a year. I suddenly remembered that Mr. Lu Xun once said: 'The strong are cowardly, wielding a knife To the stronger, the weak are cowardly, but they swing their knives at the weaker!' The courage in my heart arises spontaneously, forcing me to uphold justice. I advised Tian Lin to be good, but I didn't expect this person to utter wild words and insult my classmates. !"

"There is an old saying, which is tolerable and unbearable. Back then, Wu Yong outsmarted the birthday card, and Lu Ti ruled the town of Kansai with fists. Where there is oppression, there is resistance. As the squad leader, I should stand up and stand up at this time. How can a classmate who just transferred get involved in this struggle!"

"I asked Tian Lin to apologize, but he was so obsessed that he even beat me up with two other people. My eyes were blinded by anger, so I also hit him. Student Shen Tinglan must not just watch me being beaten, and joined in Come in. We huddled together because of our emotions, and forgot the rules of being a student. I'm sorry, teacher!!!!"

Shen Tinglan held back a smile: "What did you write in this paragraph?"

Jiang Fusheng replied honestly: "I copied this article, adding some details to make it look real."

Shen Tinglan pursed his lips and smiled. To be honest, his first impression of Jiang Fusheng was not very good.When mentioning this person, I can always think of him cutting his own hair with a stinky face.It's just that Shen Tinglan didn't expect that under the skin of Jiang Fu's stinky face, there was actually a naive hidden.

He folded Jiang Xusheng's self-criticism, "Let me help you rewrite it."

"Really?"

"Really. But I don't work for nothing. I have to be paid."

"What's the reward?"

"I didn't think about it, I owe it first."

Shen Tinglan put away his well-behaved look, with a pair of smiling peach eyes, the pupils were beautiful amber reflected by the skylight.He held out two fingers to Jiang Fusheng, "Counting the saxifrage, you owe me twice."

When Shen Tinglan looked over, Jiang Fusheng suddenly felt a wind blowing on his face.The wind was very light, bringing with it the temperature of the morning sun, which made my heart feel warm.

Inexplicably, he thought of the scene where the quick-thinking Zhao Min asked Zhang Wuji to agree to three conditions in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", and raised his eyebrows: "Then owe it, the debt is too heavy."

When the two talked about saxifrage, Shen Tinglan said: "It should be blooming in April, but it bloomed earlier. If you have time, you can come to my house to have a look."

"That will have to wait until the next holiday." Jiang Fusheng was slightly disappointed, "I live on campus, and there are still two weeks left, and the flowers will be gone by then."

"Not necessarily, the flowering period of saxifrage is quite long, it can last until November."

They left the moral education building, went to the head teacher's office in the teaching building, and went to see An Ming.An Ming didn't say anything serious, after all, it happened for a reason.Just to warn them next time they encounter a similar situation, don't be impulsive, and report to the teacher first.

When Jiang Fusheng and Shen Tinglan came out of the office, it was almost 10 minutes before the end of the morning self-study get out of class. The students who were raging like tigers had already rushed to the cafeteria, and there were probably only a few mouthfuls of vegetable soup left.

Jiang Fusheng pulled Shen Tinglan's sleeve: "Come with me, let's go eat."

Shen Tinglan asked, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Fusheng took a small steel basin from the classroom, but he didn't tell him where he was going, but deliberately put it off: "It's a good place."

The so-called "good place" is actually a canteen next to the teaching building.

A thick military green windshield curtain was hung at the entrance of the canteen. Jiang Fusheng raised the curtain with his right hand and entered, and greeted the boss familiarly: "Uncle Wang, I'm here."

Uncle Wang let out a "hum" with a cigarette in his mouth. He stood up and walked to the front of the counter, and glanced lightly at Jiang Fusheng: "If you don't come again, the water in the pot will be boiled dry."

Only then did Shen Tinglan see that there was an electric hot pot under the cashier in the canteen.Jiang Fusheng bent over and lifted the lid of the electric heating pot, hot water vapor burst out instantly, and the air was filled with a sweet smell.

It's Lantern Festival.

Jiang Fusheng filled the pot of Yuanxiao with soup and water into a small steel basin, and placed two unremarkable horseshoes behind the cabinet at the cash register.He sat on one of them and handed Shen Tinglan a spoon, his brows and eyes were full of vigor:

"Happy Lantern Festival."