wish spirit

When Tang Yuwei came back after taking out the trash, the bell for morning reading rang, and then several people poured in from the front door and back door, carrying schoolbags, carrying breakfast, calling for excuse me, and someone patted Tang Yuwei on the back.

Tang Yuwei was shocked, and the big trash can in her hand almost fell to the ground. She was most afraid of physical contact with others, and she would feel extremely uncomfortable after the most common handshake, not to mention that the other party's slap just hit her back , fleshy back.

When she looked up, a small man had already rushed into the classroom and sat on a seat. After she sat down for a while, the teacher also came.Everyone tacitly took out their textbooks and read them a few times. Just now, the little man held the book in one hand and covered his face with the other hand unzipped the schoolbag on his lap. As soon as he opened it, he could smell the smell of breakfast. passed on.

More than half of the students in Beijing High School live on campus. Basically, there are only a few day students in each class. Tang Yuwei and her class also have very few day students. This group of people who have only been in high school for one semester have long been tired of such scum, and are almost eager to ask the day students for help, bringing some breakfast from outside to satisfy their cravings.

Tang Yuwei could not talk in the class without talking, and everyone was embarrassed to ask her, and they didn't know what was going on in their class. The day students were more strange than the other, either they were dead faces or fat people who didn't talk, or they were just plain old. The sky is walking sideways, or it is extremely non-existent, and in the end there is only one Wu Yujie, who is born with a smiling face, smiling at everyone, no matter how she smiles, she is not angry, and most of the time, she will answer other people's requests of.

Hence the daily breakfast feast.

Wu Yujie sat at the third table of Tang Yuwei's group. She seemed to have a good relationship with everyone, and she served breakfast very skillfully. Tang Yuwei could see the signboards of several breakfast shops with a casual glance, even though these shops were not far away. But I have to run around here and there, buy a breakfast and get up at least an hour earlier.

I really don't know what she was thinking.

She flipped through the textbooks randomly. The teacher sat in front of the podium with one eye closed, as if she hadn't heard the smell of breakfast lingering on the tip of her nose. There was a commotion, followed by the overwhelming sound of reading.

Except for her figure, she has been an ordinary existence since she was a child, and her grades are mediocre. It probably took several years of luck to get into the Beijing High School before she could even get a little bit higher than the score line and successfully squeezed in.There were two math classes in the morning. From the corner of her eye, her deskmate was sitting against the wall with her head propped on her left hand. Her eyes were squinted under the black-rimmed glasses. Tang Yuwei saw the falling headphone cable with sharp eyes.

Xiong Yue is her deskmate. She has a figure that is completely sorry for the surname. She is thin and small, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The books on the table are always piled higher than her head. I will be unwilling to lose a few books.

Her sense of existence is extremely low. Occasionally, the monitor of the class activities will always forget her existence when reporting the number of people one by one. If there is no list, Tang Yuwei estimates that this guy in the physical examination will be forgotten in a fair manner.

Both of them have one characteristic, that is, they don't like to talk.

Perhaps it can be summed up as not knowing how to speak.

Xiong Yue, every time he speaks, he looks like he can overwhelm everyone. He either accidentally pokes someone's sore spot or makes someone angry. This is only the second semester of freshman year, and it is enough People gave her the impression of being "not forgiving", so she simply stopped talking and hid in the corner all day long, reading some miscellaneous books or listening to songs, and answered a few questions when she was interested question.

Tang Yuwei always asks and answers other people's questions. She doesn't think of talking when no one starts, but she doesn't know how to refuse other people's requests. It seems that she was raised as a child. The point is that she should be a ghost, she looks dead all day long, and she doesn't know who she thinks owes her money.

The two of them were quickly pushed out not long after the first semester of high school started, and were placed in the last row in the corner of the classroom when they were allocated seats. Every time they changed seats in the class, it didn't matter to the two of them, and they were firmly occupied. Looking at this site, it seems that roots have taken root under the feet, and there is no need to move a step.

But these two tablemates who are classified as one by outsiders are not as frequent as others imagined. The friendship of girls seems like a drop in the bucket to them. It's very poor, occasionally when Zheng Rujia stabs her, she will say a word for her, even if that sentence is always wrong, it can't reach the point of killing the enemy with one blow, but Tang Yuwei always feels that Xiong Yue It always looks pitiful to be so thin and small standing beside me eating. Occasionally, Xiong Yue will bring a portion of fried dough sticks from their house when he asks to eat.

To put it bluntly, their first year of high school life was to pity each other.

It can also be called mutual heating in another sense.

"Xiao Xiong, can you lend me your homework later in math class?" Tang Yuwei thought for a while, then touched the arm of the girl in a thin black coat, covered it with a Chinese book that couldn't hide her face, and asked .

"Ah?" Xiong Yue froze for a moment, pulled out the earphones, his eyes were still dazed.

Tang Yuwei repeated again.

"Oh, look for it yourself, it should be on the table." Although Xiong Yue was a little aware of the sudden offline grades of her deskmate during this period, she didn't care. Tang Yuwei's grades will always remain average, but occasionally drop Or take a few steps up occasionally, which is considered a common phenomenon.

Tang Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief, this is not the first time she asked Xiong Yue to borrow homework to copy.

Fortunately, this semester has just started not long ago.

Anyone who changes from a 25-six adult to a [-]-year-old high school student can't solve these problems all at once!

What's more...she was just an ordinary person.

It would be fine if it was in English. Anyway, if you write ABCD indiscriminately, you won’t be noticed.

Tang Yuwei finished the math homework under the table while the teacher was sitting on the podium. She was relieved. She always had an inexplicable fear of the math teacher. It was probably the reason why math was a mess when she was in primary school. In the office, under the eyes of the teacher, I felt a little restless writing question after question. After that, her math didn’t get any better. If it's average, it's considered perfect.

The math teacher in the high school is a male teacher in his early forties, with a dark face and a strange accent. She can't hear the function names. After a class, she feels dizzy. With the boys in the class, they could imitate the teacher's accent cycle, so that many years later, when she recalled her high school, it was still a strange accent of a group of demons and ghosts crying.

Even when she became the most precious boy in others' mouths, Tang Yuwei still felt that it was unreal. It was a long time since she felt drowsy while listening to lectures in class. The feeling is also very long-lost.

She held her big face that she could barely hold with one hand, feeling very dazed.

Why did she engrave such a vague figure in her heart so persistently that she didn't even know her name, as if she was fighting against something, and she had to desperately engrave it with a knife as soon as she disappeared.

It's like she promised someone that she will never forget it.

Those schoolhouse textbooks that had been yellowed in memory were instantly restored, and even the memories of the future were reversed. Those grown-up faces became the young face next to them, vivid and flamboyant. Because of chatting about a class over breakfast, and arguing with people for a long time because of an unimportant topic.

Xiong Yue was originally looking at her magazine seriously, her hand was tapped on her thigh because of the earphone in her left ear, but the next moment, her eyes wandered to her deskmate.

She and Tang Yuwei have been at the same table for more than a semester, but she has not looked at her deskmate carefully, because the first report of the other party gave her a deep impression, very fat, hunched, and the weather in September is still very hot , but with long hair covering half of his face, he stood out in front of the teacher's desk with a small cloth bag on his back, and stood in front of the teacher's desk, among a large group of peers accompanied by parents to report. After filling out my information, I paid the money and left with the book in my arms.

The speaking voice is nice, but Tang Yuwei doesn't speak very often, unless it's time to speak.

For example, the teacher asked her to answer questions by calling her name.

Even when other girls in the class ridiculed her for being fat like a bucket behind her back, this girl always pretended not to hear and went about her own business.

But this will make others feel that she is easy to bully.

So others point and point more diligently, every time they grow up is a grouping, Xiong Yue always thinks so.

She also used to join those small groups that seemed to be good friends, and responded to others' advice to others, but now she finds it very boring. Every girl has a sweet wish in her heart, and she feels that her deskmate also has it.

This girl who is always careful to survive in the class should also be a person who yearns for beauty.

But often such a person has stronger self-esteem. She didn't mean to touch Tang Yuwei's bottom line, but she didn't want to enter the other party's world, so she maintained a nearly balanced relationship. You come and go, and you don't owe each other.

Tang Yuwei somehow kept forgetting her name in the first semester, and then suddenly called her Xiao Xiong, and she agreed.

It might feel better that way.

But recently Tang Yuwei has been a little different, subtly different. She used to walk with a hunchback. Although she is also hunchbacked now, she always stays straight for a moment, which seems a bit deliberate.

Their homes were far apart, and Xiong Yue didn't pay much attention to each other's back after they parted ways at the school gate.

This kind of minor change was felt by her following Tang Yuwei after she was left for a conversation by the head teacher.

In the crowd after school, the fat girl with long hair hunched over and walked slowly, but for a few seconds she straightened up involuntarily, showing that her temperament was completely different, but the next moment, she became With that bowed head look.

For some reason, Xiong Yue felt that Tang Yuwei had changed.

She withdrew her gaze, as if remembering something, and suddenly said to Tang Yuwei in a low voice: "Tang Yuwei, do you choose essays in the sophomore class of high school?"

Tang Yuwei was still immersed in her own memories, and was taken aback by the sudden voice, but quickly replied: "Wen!"

"My science is a disaster."

Her voice is very nice, which is probably the opposite advantage of this appearance, and can be singled out as one of the characteristics.

"Ah..." Xiong Yue nodded, and said with some regret, "I might be going to vote."

Xiong Yue's political stink is okay. She always feels like she owed this class in her previous life. It is rare to pass the basic exams. The dry old man was so angry that he wanted to slam the door and leave.

"Ah."

I know, Tang Yuwei smiled. Even if she and Xiong Yue can only be regarded as high school classmates for one year, it does not hinder their excellence. In the future, they will not meet at all, and they will just hear each other's current situation from other people's mouths , Xiong Yue has been studying, and those titles are getting higher and higher, and it has reached the point where others have to look up to.

"..." Xiong Yue was a little terrified by Tang Yuwei's smile, and all the regrets in his body were swept away, so he could only say dryly: "This week is on duty, public places, I will clean them together with you .”

The author has something to say:

Ah, this time she’s a real contradictory girl) Even in her 20s, she’s still a loser

Probably a person who [will not live a good life after being reborn anyway])

Emphasize - super slow heat) alas

I’m so afraid of the timeline confusion) I’m worried) Yes, it was ten o’clock yesterday after the update, so it’s better to change it to ten o’clock

Or you can tell the time yourself) -w-