Marriage [entertainment]

She didn't come to class for a week, and when Shan Yu returned to her seat, no classmates came up to care, because she didn't have a single friend in this class.

Everyone just whispered for a while.

On the other hand, the deskmate Xu Yun, in the second class, Shan Yu was writing notes, the old man supported his face with one hand, and knocked a few times on Shan Yu's desk with the other hand.

Shan Yu was used to his various petty gestures, so he didn't even give him a look.

"..."

From an angle that Shan Yu didn't see, Xu Yun's face turned dark.

After a while, he hooked the corners of his lips again, "I thought you weren't coming to study."

The foolish smile in his voice was very nasty.

Shan Yu just came back from a trip and was in a good mood, so he glanced at him and said, "I've let you down."

"..."

Xu Zuo was stunned, and even stopped his sloppy knocking on the desk. His whole figure seemed to be frozen, which was inexplicably funny.

Xianglibao's progress is too fast, will he be jealous?

Still so down-to-earth and keeping up with the times.

Shan Yu didn't pay attention to him anymore. Recently, she has been using a lot of Weibo, and Xianyin in Chaohua has taught her a lot of things, all kinds of provocative Internet expressions, and even matching image emoticons.

She is no longer the village treasure Shanyu she used to be.

A few days ago, she even understood what Versailles literature is.

When I first figured it out, Shan Yu was a little funny. The methods that people use to show off in a low-key manner today are really omnipotent. All kinds of upside-down jokes and routines are nothing more than literature.

However, it is indeed quite interesting.

Thinking of this, Shan Yu's unsent lyrics are still kept in the desk drawer in the bedroom.

Many times, she took the manuscript paper out of the drawer and put it back again.

Not just for Sister Wen's album.

Shan Yu took out the phone from his pocket and looked at the green app icon.

She actually...really loves words.

She wants to write her own words, and she has the heart to write novels.

One night a week later.

Tonight's tutoring has ended, perhaps because the brain is overworked and the excitement is abnormal, or because there are things in his mind, Shan Yu doesn't feel sleepy.

She pulled out the lyrics paper again.

really weird.

She could write the lyrics to love songs.

But she has tried many times these days, but she just can't find the feeling of writing a romance novel.

In a romance novel, the personality of the hero and heroine is very important.

Shan Yu got stuck on the male lead.

No matter how she invents and imagines, she doesn't like any kind of hero.

If she doesn't even like herself, how can she be liked by the heroine, let alone the readers who read this novel.

Shan Yu thought and thought, and finally came to the conclusion that it was probably because she was not old enough to fall in love.

In the words of their hometown, the baby has not yet enlightened.

The romance novel plan was forced to run aground

She has no impulse to write romance, words without impulse are cold and lifeless.

So, write no cp.

It just so happens that period novels are popular at the moment, and Shan Yu stayed up late to read a lot of novels before, among which the proportion of no cp is not small, she likes it very much.

She grew up in the mountains. Unlike the city, mountain villages have been covered by the material light and shadow of high-rise buildings. On those village paths, in small river ponds, and even the conversations and rests of small and medium groups of people, there are still remains. It has a lot of traditional atmosphere.

Shan Yu's first novel was a chronicle.

For this reason, she also bought various official and unofficial humanities biographies from various places.

December is Shan Yu's birthday, her first birthday after coming to this house, and also her 17th birthday.

Grandma Wen loves her, so naturally she has to make a big fuss on this day. The double-layer cake that was customized in advance, Shan Yu Xijing, Grandma Wen didn't call all of Shan Yu's classmates to hold a banquet, and only the three of them at home together with Liu Ma birthday.

"Xiao Xian's temperament is not that kind of lively, but when she was Yu'er's age, she still loved to play. Originally, the family said that it was a big coming-of-age ceremony, but Yu'er would call her friends every year, so it didn't make any difference." Grandma Wen sighed, and looked at Shan Yu with a smile, "Our Yu'er is also very obedient, girls have a good temperament."

Shan Yu said in his heart, it's not because of my temperament, I just can't invite my friends to play.

But Shan Yu didn't say anything, but heard that his eyes unconsciously looked at Wen Yixian who was on the side.

Wen Yixian bent her lips at her, and she also bent her lips.

She really wanted to know what it would be like for Sister Wen, who was 17 years old and her age.

"Make a wish." Wen Yixian inserted the candles for her, and Liu Ma also turned off the lights in the dining room.

The cake in front of Shan Yu was very big and beautiful, it was chosen by Sister Wen for her, including chocolate, fruit, and a little star dew.

Wen Yixian's style of dressing is more mature, but everyone knows that she has a childish preference - she likes Xingdelue.

Shan Yu likes this cake, and likes the little preferences that Wen Yixian added to her cake on her own initiative.

When she was about 3 or 4 years old, she just had the concept and memory of this world.

Shan's mother discussed with Shan's father, "Buy a cake for the child, the children in the village like that foreign thing."

"I'm afraid she doesn't have anything to eat. It's great to eat an egg! I also bought a birthday cake. Do you know how expensive that birthday cake is?" Shan's father sat on the bench smoking a cigarette, took a hard puff, and puffed out the smoke intoxicated, " Gouwa's next door to ours bought one for his cub, it's almost 50 yuan."

At that time, 50 yuan was considered very expensive in the countryside.

"It's so expensive." Shan's mother frowned, looking at Xiao Douding, who was leaning on a stool, who was a little shorter than her peers, "Why don't we buy a small one, everyone's children have it."

"Buy fart, don't buy." Shan's father glared at Shan's mother viciously, "With that money, it's better to buy me a few more bottles of wine and let me play a few more cards."

"Give back the money to this little broom star!" Shan's father snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it on Shan Yu. Fortunately, Shan's mother quickly tore the child away. She was crushed to death!"

"It's my baby's birthday today."

"She's having a fart day!" Papa Shan lashed out, "You're useless, you can't even give birth to a seedling, and our old Shan's family was tricked to death by you two bastards!"

Shan Yu has never had her own birthday cake, and even because she was isolated by her classmates since she was a child, she was not even given a birthday cake for other classmates.

This 17th birthday cake is too precious and meaningful to her.

Shan Yu lowered his head and blew out the candle.

As soon as she opened her eyes, the lights re-illuminated the dining room, and everyone in the room looked at her with smiles.

Grandma Wen quickly asked, "Yu'er, did you make a wish?"

Did she make a wish?

A few days ago, when Sister Wen took her to make a wish at the wishing monument, she called out once, saying that she wanted to live her own life.

This time, she made this "her own life" a little more specific - she hoped that every birthday in the future could also have Grandma Wen and Sister Wen present.

This is her new family.

"Grandma." Wen Yixian held Grandma Wen's arm beside her, preventing her from asking Shan Yu, "Who would ask someone about their birthday wishes? It won't work if you say them."

"There's still this thing to pay attention to. I don't understand what you young people are doing. Don't fool my old lady." Grandma Wen was dubious.

"It's true." Wen Yixian smiled, "You watch TV at home every day, isn't that what it says on TV?"

"Are you going around the corner and saying that my old woman doesn't do anything serious and only knows how to watch TV?" Grandma Wen made a proud look pretending to be angry.

Shan Yu stood in front of the table, smiling at the old and the young.

Suddenly, a small knife was stuffed in his hand.

Wen Yixian was looking at her.

Grandma Wen also smiled and looked forward to seeing her, "If you don't say it, don't say it, Yu'er is cutting the cake, we are happy with Yu'er!"

"After eating the cake, we Yu'er will be 17 years old."

Shan Yu held the handle of the knife and carefully cut off the cake.

She is 17 years old.

Shan Yu distributed his cake to Grandma Wen and Mama Liu first, and finally Wen Yixian.

At the same time, Wen Yixian handed her the gift prepared in advance, which was a small box with a bow tied delicately on the outside with a silk scarf.

Shan Yu put down the cake knife, and under Wen Yixian's encouraging eyes, he pulled off the silk scarf and opened the box.

Then I saw the one lying quietly inside - making a fool of myself.

Shan Yu: "..."

Wen Yixian should have been waiting for this moment, she sat in a daze for a second after appreciating Shan Yu's performance with satisfaction.

Then he stretched out an index finger and poked Shan Yu's arm.

Shan Yu turned her head in a daze.

Wen Yixian said: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Shan Yu said numbly, "...Surprise, surprise."

What can she do?

She suddenly remembered that this gift was a gift that Wen Yixian had personally ordered when she was filming an MV abroad.

Can she still complain about herself?

In the rush for the last short period of this semester, Shan Yu's never-ending Wusan finally replaced it with Xu Yun's "recommendation" by Xu Yun.

The boss found out on the first day.

Probably the boss is very proud, Xianglibao finally listened to him once.

Shan Yu was brushing the questions there, and he didn't catch up on sleep. He lay on the table leisurely, playing with the fountain pen in his hand, and glanced at the questions of Shan Yu's men from time to time.

Then when Shan Yu looked over, he showed a smile that was not a smile, with a deep expression of merit and fame.

Shan Yu: "..."

"Ahem." After going back and forth several times, Xu Sleepy cleared his throat and said indifferently, "Your birthday was last weekend."

Shan Yu looked at him vigilantly and suspiciously, "How do you know?"

Xu Sleepy's eyes visibly flickered, and he froze abruptly. Why is the plot different from what he thought?

According to his plan, he should find an opportunity to talk to Shan Yu casually, and then add a happy birthday to the little girl.

however……

Xu Sleepy licked his lips, pretending to be deep, "There are many things, as long as I want to know, I will know."

Shan Yu: "..."

Oh, her deskmate suffered another stroke.

Let's play the school bully here.

Shan Yu turned her head, knowing that the school bully was a big boss, so she definitely couldn't ask any more questions.

Seeing the situation, Xu Yun was a little anxious, he wanted to bring the topic back to birthday, "Then what..."

Shan Yu didn't look at him, but stopped writing, meaning he was waiting for him to speak.

Xu scratched his head, "You celebrated your 17th birthday, you are older than me..."

Shan Yu glanced at him, "So you don't have to call yourself Brother Sleepy in front of me."

In fact, it is reasonable to say that someone who is the same age as her should be in the third year of high school.

But she is in December, a rather embarrassing month.

For example, when studying, whether to enroll in the current year or the next year.

Maybe a child from a rich family doesn't have such concerns, but her family is poor, she doesn't have to pay tuition fees at home, and she can also help with housework. Her father naturally delayed her by a year.

But Shan Yu herself doesn't mind this matter very much. Compared with being a child, she wants to grow up and become an adult earlier.

She wants to be independent.

With a cold glance from Shan Yu, Xu Yun's unspoken happy birthday stuck in his throat.

The duo who eavesdropped at the back table whispered their ears.

"Boss, this mouth, this is to inject lonely life."

The last days at the end of term fly by quickly.

Shan Yu's first non-cp novel began to be serialized on the Internet, and gradually gained some popularity, and she successfully signed a contract.

One week before the final exam, when the tutor finished making up lessons for her and was about to leave, Shan Yu stopped him, "Teacher Zheng."

The middle-aged man was wearing an orthodox suit like every time he came to class here. Even though the temperature outside was close to zero in December, he just put a formal long coat on top of the thick wool suit.

The whole person is serious and meticulous.

"Student Shan, do you have any questions?" He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, ready to continue speaking with Shan Yu.

Shan Yu shook his head.

She pulled out the chair, stood in front of Teacher Zheng, and bowed 90 degrees in a well-behaved manner.

When getting up, Shan Yu said, "The teacher has been bothering me these days, thank you."

After receiving this bow, Mr. Zheng looked at Shan Yu with deep eyes, and Shan Yu looked at him directly, neither humble nor overbearing.

He is the most famous science teacher in Syracuse. If any child wants to study science subjects well, he must be the most reliable choice.

Teacher Zheng was silent for a while before nodding slightly, "You must study hard in the future."

Shan Yu only replied, "I know."

The final exam is coming as scheduled.

Students are not only looking forward to the winter vacation after the exam, but also afraid of unsatisfactory exam results.

On the second day after the exam, they made up lessons as usual. It is the practice of No. [-] Middle School to wait until the results come out before they go on vacation.

But after the exams are over, the hearts of the students have already flown.

Even some carefree boys planned various activities long before the exam.

In the self-study class, most of the students are doing their homework for the winter vacation in advance, so as to give more time to play in the upcoming holiday.

Homework is flying around.

"Ada, where did you write physics? Give me a reference!"

"Who finished writing English? Lend me to read!"

"Who borrowed the math from Brother Zui? I've been queuing for a long time!"

……

Xu Yun, as a top student with a high professional quality, had finished his homework before the exam, and now he had nothing to do, just set up a book in front of him, and hid behind him to play with his mobile phone.

Their class and the third class had already made an appointment, and there was going to be a basketball game after the exam.

Originally, relying on the overall strength of their class, they didn't like playing with Class Three, but when Class Three came to make an appointment for a match, it was the sports committee member of Class Three who came to their class to confess to Shan Yu The big tall boy.

Xu Yun agreed without saying a word.

"Hello." The classroom was not quiet, although it was a self-study class, but the students were obsessed with their winter vacation homework, and they were already messed up, so Xu Yun raised the volume a little and shouted at Shan Yu.

I don't know when it started, Xu Jun no longer called Shan Yuxiang Libao, but he didn't know how to call people's names properly, he always said hello.

Shan Yu actually didn't want to talk to Xu Yun, but she was already familiar with the boy's character of not giving up until he reached his goal, so she had to say "Yes" casually, which was regarded as a response.

With such a perfunctory attitude, only Shan Yu would treat Xu Yun like this in the whole No. [-] Middle School.

Xu Yun seemed to have gotten used to the girl's indifference, he didn't care at all, pretending to be chatting, "Our class will have a basketball game with class three the day after tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Boys in the class will definitely go if they don't play, and girls should also go to help cheer, or watch from the sidelines."

"Ah."

Xu scratched his head in perplexity, and asked again after a few seconds, "So, are you going to see it?"

Shan Yu's tone was the same as before, but changed from one word to two, "I won't go."

Xu Yun: "..."

For the last few days, neither of them spoke again.

Shan Yu has always been like this, but Xu Yun is angry, but he didn't expect that the few days he was angry were the last days he spent with him at the same table.

If he knew, he figured he'd be... angrier.

On the day when the results of the final exam came out, Xu Wen specially called someone to go to the teacher's office to inquire about the news in advance to get the grade list.

As a result, there were a total of 684 students in grade science and 598 students in single depression.

From the looks of it, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, it's still in the bottom [-].

But this is no other school, this is No. [-] Middle School, which has a very high enrollment rate. According to the enrollment rate of No. [-] Middle School in previous years, this result has far exceeded the undergraduate line.

Give it a go, maybe the second book is hopeful.

Therefore, in the eyes of normal people, Shan Yu, a poor student who started from the bottom three in the grade, has made great progress, at least he can see the light of the future.

Xu Yun guessed that although Shan Yu's accent was very earthy, but he was able to transfer to No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Class with such poor grades, his family must have a background, probably a nouveau riche or something.

Therefore, even though he knew that No. [-] Middle School's class placement system is based on grade ranking once a semester, he still harbored some hope that maybe they could still be in the same class.

But Shan Yu said, "I'm going to transfer to the liberal arts class."

She was different from what everyone else saw, and people thought she was getting off the ground.

But she knew in her heart how much effort she had spent on this result, and she almost worked hard to learn it, and it was thanks to Mr. Zheng, a genius teacher in science.

She has reached the ceiling.

But Shan Yu escaped from her hometown and was heavily in debt. Her goal is not just to struggle with the undergraduate course.

Ordinary people have no debts, no long-term worries and no immediate worries, so maybe it's okay.

But if she is only looking for an undergraduate degree, why bother to work part-time in Xianyin, she might as well go straight into the society.

Xu Yun almost tore up the grade list in his hand, thanks to the monitor who risked his life to go up and carefully rescued the list from the boss.

The whole class followed the atmosphere and dared not come out, and secretly boiled.

Shan Yu felt helpless and felt fate.

When she came to this class, she had never integrated into it, and few classmates talked to her.

But from the moment she came to her, every time, the whole class would be in an uproar.

——For an unprecedented time, Class One had the third-to-last grade.

——I spent a semester in the second year of high school, but the science students want to transfer to the liberal arts class?

The author has something to say: Wen Yixian: Why does our little wood want to grow up?

Shan Mumu: I want to be independent.

Wen Yixian: Wrong, you can only be with your sister when you are an adult~

Shan Mu: Shy.jpg