REMIX

After all, I didn't make that call, and I didn't see him until school started.

The day before going back to school, I found time to cut my hair short, an unprecedented length.

In fact, I mainly didn't want to give the missionary-like barber too much time to talk nonsense, so I just told him to shave a round inch.This was a huge change from the previous hairstyle, and I felt weird when I looked in the mirror, so I had to continue to wear the hat to school the next day.

When I went to school, I saw the classification notice posted on the door. It seemed that it was the last time before the third year of high school.I was confused, walked through the corridor amidst the dean's cadenced radio, dragged my schoolbag and ran to another floor, the stairwell was full of students like me who "dare to ask where the way is", one by one by house number Looking for it, but at the gate of the new class, I met a girl with bangs who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

The door to the classroom was locked, and it looked like no one else had arrived yet, and it was just the two of us, looking at each other across the width of a door.

I guess I should say something at such a time. I thought about her name for a long time, but finally I could only say "Hi".

Her appearance hasn't changed much, and I don't have a deep enough impression to distinguish the difference before and after, but her reaction to me is consistent, her eyes dare not stay on my face for a long time, and her voice is also very low. I have to bend down slightly to shorten the height difference to ensure clear hearing. "Hey, we...we are in the same class..."

"Ah."

Because the other party always had such a restrained attitude, I couldn't help but become cautious, for fear that I might say something inappropriate, and sincerely hoped that the rest of the students would come quickly, anyone would do.

Ten minutes later, a friendly figure appeared on the stairs, wearing a gray and white baseball jacket, with a pair of black headphones around his neck.

Li Qianlan came over with a shoulder bag on her back, and when she looked up and saw me, the expression on her face was very pretty, "Excuseme?"

As if I was pardoned, even though I still said, "Why are you in the same class as me again, it's annoying."

He and Qiao Xinxin had a hobby, and they pinched the brim of my hat with their fingers and turned back, "Is it true that you say so with your mouth?"

"Who did you learn from?"

He stood between me and Le Xiaoya, about the same height as me, completely blocked the girl, and at the same time leaned close to my ear and said in a low voice, "Who is this girl?"

"We're in the same class." I didn't want to say much, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that our posture was really weird. I said how the passing girls of the same grade looked at us and smiled meaningfully. One look can expand [-]-word composition.

I smacked his chest with the back of my hand, "You have been yelling about puppy love since you were in junior high school, and now you have given birth to all kinds of people who are pregnant. What's the matter with you?"

"I'm pregnant with a gourd baby."

I remember when I first met Li Qianlan, he was still a young man who would be embarrassed to answer wrong questions in front of the whole class—he still maintains such a successful image in front of many people, clean, gentle, calm and gentle There is self-cultivation, but as the relationship sublimates and the bond deepens, all kinds of friends will eventually become like a family and hate each other.Even I am not what I used to be.

I think our ultimate ideology has become He Fatty.What a sad future this will be.

Sure enough, when he turned his head to face Le Xiaoya, he showed that confusing gesture again, "Hello, from the same class?"

The two of us men definitely can't leave a little girl alone, and she will be happy when she sees someone talking to her. "Well... classmate, I've met you before. Are you Qiao Xinxin's friend?"

"Yes, our junior high school classmates..."

I stopped focusing on the voices in my ears and my mind was empty.Being around people makes me feel relaxed.Looking downstairs through a row of large windows in the corridor, the poplar trees beside the playground are covered with a layer of soft gold by the sun. People are coming and going on the road. The breath of early spring is wafting in the March wind, and the face is not cold. .

The seasons come and go again.

Because it will be the third year of high school in half a year, we canceled all recreational activities in our spare time, and artificially created a state of urgency. Unfortunately, most of the students didn't buy it. Traditional education can't suppress nature, and we are in the rebellious period of youth. Laziness and negativity are Normal, unwilling to take the initiative to urge myself to work hard, such as me.

Because I have more important things to do.

I know that when we were teenagers, there were always people who taught us as survivors or martyrs, about time, love, life and so on. It's just empty talk. We know that we can understand it in a few years, but we can't wait for these few years.

I don't want to wait.

Since I set a precedent last time, I tried to sing for Qiao Xinxin when she appeared.After learning R&B, she will use me a lot. For these songs, the male voice is an assistant and an addition, but it is not a pure icing on the cake. Known professional knowledge guides me.

Then, at the end of spring, Fatty He brought back a very exciting news for me: At the end of May, underground bars in several blocks here will hold joint activities, similar to singing competitions; There are three groups of folk songs, and this year a rap group was added. He participated in it before, but this year he is already a retired population, so he wants to encourage me and Qiao Xinxin to participate, not for anything else, just to see the world. "You have to know, there are green hills outside the mountains, and brothels outside the buildings."

I thought about it for 5 minutes, but I couldn't figure out what was wrong with this sentence.

"You are still young, you have to know what is good or bad."

The bar where the guests disperse at night is a place for us to chat. Fatty He sat among us and smoked. Seeing that we forgot to give a speech for a while, he stroked the stubble that had grown up recently. It didn’t look like a joke on weekdays, " To put it bluntly, let those really powerful and ruthless characters slap their faces, so as not to live in their own world all day long."

I know what he said is the truth, and I have to face it sooner or later. Since I have chosen this path and want to make a name for myself, I must be mentally prepared to bear the blow.

I looked at Qiao Xinxin, who was silent, and said, okay, I'll practice hard, and try to hit the face more beautifully.

He Gu expressed his approval, "As expected of my apprentice, at least inherit a thick skin."

"..."

It's time for me to go.I think.