jump for joy

It’s a bit tiring after going to class for the past few days. Seeing that a few students are still dozing off, Director Guo really wants to hang the microphone on himself

Wu Hao sits in the front row, and the lights are on for the morning self-study in mid-October. "Teacher," he laughed before he finished speaking. Director Guo didn't understand what he meant and was a little nervous when he laughed.

"Why is the label of your sweater on the front?" After speaking, he pointed, Director Guo followed the direction he pointed, and it was really outside, put down the chalk and sprinted to the water room

When I came back again, my beard was curled up, "I didn't turn on the light and put on my clothes, I was in a hurry." He picked up the chalk and continued to write on the blackboard, and the laughter became much quieter.

"What are you eating? Give me some." Pei Chuan glanced at the classmate in front of him. They were handed over from Wu Hao. Xue Zesheng is so hungry

"Xue Zesheng, what are you looking forward to? Is there a blackboard behind or me?" Director Guo hit Xue Zesheng on the back of the head with a precise chalk tip. I have to say that when he was young, he definitely had good basketball shooting skills.

"Nothing, nothing"

Pei Chuan found a large piece from his bag and handed it to Song Han. Song Han lowered his head and was about to eat when he looked at the front table and gave a note with Xue written on it. After opening it, no wonder the Chinese teacher said that Xue Zesheng should practice hard It was written, Pei Chuan and Song Han stared at the paper for a long time before they recognized it: Don't give it to Xue Zesheng, if you give him the bag, you will lose it!

I have to say that when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the students really woke up a lot. "Do you want more, do you still have potato chips?" When Pei Chuan saw Xue Zesheng, he felt that the aunt in the cafeteria was working hard all of a sudden.

Song Han remembered that several times when he was cooking behind Xue Zesheng, he heard Xue Zesheng in front of him, "Auntie, order more of that dish, and this dish too. Also, put more rice, thank you."

Auntie was full of doubts, Song Han even took a picture of Pei Chuan who was waiting in the back to take pictures of today's meal for her mother, "Look at Auntie's expression"

Pei Chuan stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket, looked up, and had the urge to make an emoji, "Maybe Auntie is new here today, so you haven't seen such a big world before."

"So handsome, look at the two handsome guys at the next table are really handsome"

"I prefer the one with the red string"

"I like the chatterbox next to me, they are really handsome"

"I'm going to ask for a contact information, you wait for me"

A girl held her breath and waited for the other girl to come back. The girl was a little nervous when she asked for WeChat. The cafeteria was so noisy that Song Han couldn't hear clearly. He didn't know what the girl was going to do until the phone was handed over. "Could you please add your contact information, classmate?"

Wu Hao and the others sat across from each other and felt that the atmosphere was suddenly a bit wrong. They glanced at Pei Chuan, and Pei Chuan's expression was difficult to figure out. Xue Zesheng put down his chopsticks, "That classmate, he didn't bring his mobile phone. It's inconvenient today, why don't you scan mine?"

The girl looked at Xue Zesheng who was about to take out her mobile phone, said no thank you, ran back and took a few bites of food before leaving with the tableware

"Brother Han is really attractive to girls, 3 of them added WeChat in a week."

Song Han himself "..." ate sullenly, and Pei Chuan didn't agree

A few people left after eating. On the way, Pei Chuan turned his hands behind his back and gave Xue Zesheng a thumbs up.

In the third year of senior high school, there is very little break at noon, and everyone returns to class after lunch

The sun shone through the curtains, and when the light came in, it made people sleepy. Even Pei Chuan, who usually didn't take a nap in class, yawned a little. Song Han saw Pei Chuan lying on the table, and pulled the curtains to block the sun.

Tian Xu at the back door was still holding the water cup that helped Duan Li draw water, the cup was still warm to the touch, "Hiss, read that right"

The teacher lowered his head while talking about the paper, and the students lowered their heads more frequently underneath. Pei Chuan almost squinted his eyes when he saw the person in front of Song Han bending over to pick up a pen.

One didn't control it well, and with a shake of his hand, he was already sitting on the ground. The teacher who was giving the test paper and the whole class looked back, and watched the man slowly help the stool up, because the chair of the classmate in front got stuck on Song Han's desk and fell. When falling, Song Han followed to the side

"Oh, where are you going?" Pei Chuan became more energetic and quickly pulled Song Han's desk back

The class laughed for a while and then resumed the sound of turning the paper back and forth

"My mother said that you and I will go home for dinner tonight." When Pei Chuan said, his eyes were still looking at the answers on the blackboard, and his hands didn't stop.

"…knew"

When get out of class was over, Wu Hao and Xue Zesheng looked at the classmates in front of Song Han, "Why did you fall?"

"Yes, at the same table, I bowed my head and wrote an answer, and when I looked up, you were already sitting on the floor."

The classmate was also embarrassed and smiled, "I picked up the pen"

Even Pei Chuan and Song Han joined in, "What about the pen?"

"I don't know" the co-authored pen was lost, and the person sat on the ground and made a fool of himself

In the next few classes, because of this person's fall, Fangfo became much more energetic all afternoon.

Every time Pei Chuan thinks of going home, he packs his schoolbag very quickly, holding Song Han's wrist with his right hand, shaking his left hand and Wu Hao behind him

When someone else came to ask, Wu Hao pulled Xue Zesheng and Luo Wen by the hand, "We have a good relationship."

Xue Zesheng thought of that time "Oh yes, we all go this way"

Pei Chuan grabbed Song Han's wrist all the way, maybe it was because of Malu, or maybe it was because he was afraid that Song Han wouldn't come, so he let go when he reached the door of the house, "Mom, I'm back."

"Oh, you're back, this one is"

"Hi Auntie, my name is Song Han"

Chapter 27 Narrow and Right

Pei Chuan's mother looked at Song Han, who was at the opposite station from Pei Chuan. This child was a little shorter than Pei Chuan, and he looked a little indescribably cold, not close to fireworks.

"Mom, don't stare at them." Pei Chuan saw that his mother's eyes had been on Song Han's body, especially his face. Pei Chuan's mother took out a pair of slippers from the closet in the entrance and said, "Thank you, auntie." Came, rubbed against Song Han and Pei Chuan's legs, raised his head and waited to be touched

This time there was no phone call, no noise from shopping malls, I could hear it very clearly, the voice was capable, and the tone was not as high as my son's. I thought Song Han should be quiet, and I don't know how he could be so noisy with himself son at the same table

"Come, come, fast forward, sit down, I'll go to the kitchen to look at the dishes now." Pei Chuan also walked to the kitchen, looked left and then, and took a piece of chocolate from the snack cabinet next to him

Pei Chuan's father sat on the sofa and read the autobiography of a famous person in history, and occasionally looked up to watch the history revealing program that was still broadcast on TV. Song Han recognized the book, and someone gave it to Song Han's father very early and did not delete it. print version of

Pei Chuan sat next to Song Han and "looked at other things." He held the remote control on the coffee table, crossed his legs, and saw Song Han next to him take out a notebook from his bag. It was originally borrowed by Pei Chuan in the dormitory. His, Pei Chuan glanced at it, it was not damaged, it was well preserved

Watching Song Han present a notebook with both hands, "Uncle, I return this note to you. I borrowed it from Pei Chuan." Pei Chuan's father put down the book, took it with both hands, and flipped through a few pages

"However, there are some problems in the notes on a few pages. In the first few lines of the 20th page, I think the evaluation of this incident should be distinguished from the broad sense and the narrow sense, and not written together." Song Han said a little emotionally, Pei Chuan Seeing that my father's action of flipping through the notes stopped, I thought that these two people started

"Moreover, historical personnel have studied this incident and its organizers. The original cause was not this, and the personnel were not this person, so the authenticity of this incident is unknown. As for why it is mentioned in the book now, it is because Scholars have discussed it several times, saying that they think this matter should be included in the book as a reference..."

Song Han looked down at the note in Pei Chuan's father's hand, and Pei Chuan watched his father slowly close the note. Pei Chuan's Erlang's legs were no longer curled up, and his slippers were about to fall off when he ran to the kitchen

Pei Chuan's father put his hand on the note and tapped, "But the relevant evidence shows that it is because of this incident that the overall situation will develop later. Regardless of whether this incident is true or not, I want to hear your opinion on this incident. a narrower view of the matter”

Pei Chuan ran to his mother and lifted the lid of the soup. It was his favorite drink. His mother was still preparing the last dish. Pei Chuan looked back at Song Han who was still thinking in the living room, "Mom, the aura of these two It's scary, I brought people back for dinner, why did my dad make it look like a seminar?"

Pei Chuan's mother also looked back, thinking that it has been a long time since no one would put forward their views on history, especially in the field where Pei Chuan's father has been teaching for more than 17 years, and he is still a child of about [-] years old.

"Whether it's true or not, I think the narrow part should focus on the event itself, and the cause should be analyzed by the participants. In the broad sense, it should record the connection with subsequent events, not like this note."

Thinking that the person who wrote the notes sat in front of me and watched me express my opinion, "It's okay, you continue to talk"

"This note is not clearly distinguished here in a narrow and broad sense. It is confused. Also, a series of incidents after this incident are related to this incident, so the participants and the turning point of the incident should not be mentioned in one go. If the discussion is true or false , there should be a few words that need to be verified here."

Song Han's analysis made sense. Pei Chuan didn't know what he was busy with in the kitchen. He ran left and right. Pei Chuan's father was full of praise in his eyes. It was rare to see young people dare to express their opinions, and when they said them, they were sonorous. Powerful "Where did you learn this?"

Just as Song Han was about to open his mouth, he saw Pei Chuan turn around, and for some reason there was another piece of chocolate in his hand, "Dad, I read it in his study at home, and some of the books you are reading now are uncut versions before they were printed in more than a dozen editions. Some even have a signature painting”

Pei Chuan's father's eyes lit up when he heard Uncensored and Signed Painting, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, but he still pretended not to be too surprised on the surface, "No wonder, then your family has what you said in the program just now." The one that revealed the secret?"

Pei Chuan could see that his father really liked history. As a university professor of history, if he didn't love it, how could he never return to this subject? He asked people everywhere for a few books, and invited someone to eat as a thank you gift

"My father's friend gave me an autographed copy, which is the No. 14 printed version." Song Han rarely talked about history to outsiders, and Song Han didn't like it very much when he was a child. He went to the study several times I picked it up when my dad was having dinner together. It seems that I have been interested since then, and I will pay attention to related things from then on.

I have to say that as soon as these words came out, Pei Chuan's father was very excited, and even a little yearning to go to Song Han's house to take a look now

"Okay, wash your hands and eat." Seeing Pei Chuan and Pei Chuan's mother put the dishes up little by little, Pei Chuan's mother decided to invite Song Han to dinner and thank Song Han for taking care of her children. During the National Day holiday, Pei Chuan had already Send Song Han's jealousy in the form of a text message

"First of all, I have to thank Song Han for taking care of Pei Chuan for a holiday, otherwise the child would have starved to death." He picked up the glass as he spoke, and had to replace it with Coke because Pei Chuan's father was strictly prohibited from drinking.

Song Han also raised his glass, "Auntie's great praise, thank you for the invitation." When clinking glasses, Pei Chuan also lowered the height of the clinking glasses a little, just listening to Pei Chuan talking about the playground at the dinner table, ignoring the I accidentally touched the hand holding hands with the haunted house several times

Song Han, who was about to clean up with Pei Chuan's mother, was called to the study by Pei Chuan's father, and gave Song Han some notes, so that Song Han could circle the problematic places and write his own opinions

From the study room, Pei Chuan could clearly feel that Song Han's steps were much lighter, and the smile on his face was the same as when he got the notes in the dormitory for the first time, like a child who passed the exam holding a toy rewarded by his elders , Pei Chuan looked at Song Han, smiled unconsciously, and then shaved his nose

Ahuatian sat obediently next to Song Han. When Song Han stretched out his hand to touch it, he would rub it up symbolically. Seeing that it was getting late, he originally thought that he was in the dormitory this Saturday and Sunday, so he had to go back. home

Pei Chuan saw that Song Han got up and put on his coat, and Song Han saw that the person next to him moved suddenly and quickly, and heard Pei Chuan going to see off his parents who were sitting on the sofa.

Song Han just asked the neighbor if there is any food at home. The neighbor thought that if Song Han came back to live, he would buy two days’ worth of food, and if he didn’t come back, he would eat it by himself. Come back "Yes, there are Saturdays and Sundays in the refrigerator"

When crossing the road, Pei Chuan looked at the vehicle, then looked back at Song Han, "Follow me", and after sending Song Han back to the community safely, he found Dr. Wei's contact number on the way home

"Old Wei, what kind of shadow will a person leave after a car accident?"