crossing the northern latitude

Arriving in the capital, Meng Tunan didn't know how many times he vomited along the way because he didn't travel far often.From south to north, this was the first time he went so far alone.

After getting off the train, he dragged his suitcase, found Teacher Wen who came to pick him up in the vast crowd, got in the car and rushed to the training center where he would stay for several months.

Gao Hui and Meng Jianjun also hoped that he would become a talent, so they reported to the class without any ambiguity, and went straight to the most famous schools.The art test training also pays attention to the factions. There are many training courses that are specially aimed at cultivating students from certain colleges and universities. He has a lot of connections in his family and spent a lot of money, so he was forced into this training halfway The so-called 'Rocket Squad' in the centre.

There were three teachers in the class. One teacher Wen who came to pick him up at that time was mainly in charge of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and one named Luo Ran was in charge of writing. He was an old senior who graduated from Xmei. Well-informed, many of the people I taught are online.Another old man, Mr. Jiang, taught seal cutting, read posts with him, and gave them Chinese studies.There were not many students, only eleven, half male and half male.

Meng Tunan has been writing for so many years, but this is the first time he has met so many fellow travelers.In the first few days, I was full of fresh energy, and I talked to people as soon as I got the chance.But this state didn't last for a few days, and soon he couldn't bear the atmosphere of the training class.

First of all, the intensity of this class is too much for him. He has to start writing at six o’clock in the morning, and plunge into the world of seal, script, cursive and regular script even if he can’t sleep. They eat at 11 noon and rest for an hour and a half. Teacher Luo Ran will come in and give them blood for half an hour, and then they will have Chinese studies.Occasionally, I also teach painting to prepare for strange exam questions. After all, calligraphy and painting are not separated, and it is possible to pass the exam.Continue to write after class, have dinner, and start seal carving class again, until 30:[-] in the evening...

As long as I keep my eyes open, I almost compete with the brush and knife every day.

It’s hard to be lazy. The three teachers will change classes to supervise them. As long as someone is lax, the brainwashing teaching will start: “Do you know how many students will be recruited by the school you want to take this year? Less than 20! If the college entrance examination is a thousand troops Wanma walks on a single-plank bridge, then you are walking on a tightrope! If you don’t work hard, you will be on someone else!"

People in the class who are learning characters are under a lot of pressure. Two of them are repeat students, and one of them has been taking the exam for two years.Everyone's background is also uneven. Few of them started practicing at a young age like him, but most of them are monks halfway. a prestigious school.

Meng Tunan took a few days to evaluate the standards of the people around him, and he probably had a bottom line in his mind. He said that if he gave it a try, he might still be able to get in. He has a solid foundation, and what needs to be corrected is some exam habits.

With this kind of mentality, it is inevitable to slack off in action.He is a restless character, as long as he is oppressed, he wants to resist, of course he is not willing to sit obediently, but here is a closed management, there is nowhere to go, so Meng Tunan can only rack his brains Have fun with yourself.

The first ally he found was Jiang Yang from the same training class.This brother is not simple, although he doesn't have the temperament of a gangster, but he has a kind of quack air on his body, and he has a few taels of ink in his stomach, which is very popular with little girls.No matter how late it is when returning to the dormitory after class, Meng Tunan can always see him flirting with the little girl next door who is studying art at the canteen, and always changing people.

Because of the same playful personality, Meng Tunan and Jiang Yang quickly became good friends, forming a revolutionary friendship to overcome difficulties and share weal and woe, and fished in troubled waters together all day long.

But Meng Tunan knows that he is different from Jiang Yang. If he has money, he can do it hard. He went to a training class but made his parents bleed. See for yourself.

Practicing calligraphy in the dark every day, with almost zero entertainment activities, Meng Tunan's only spiritual sustenance during those days was Lu Yan.Whenever he had a chance, he would send a message to Lu Yan, reporting his daily life in detail.

Lu Yan sometimes secretly glanced at his phone after class, and it was mostly from Meng Tunan.There are all kinds of content, such as "waking up late, I will be fined to write more posts today, I will die."

"I have a poem today, and the meaning is very good—there are tens of thousands of flowers, but only two or three for the eyes. Please understand what I mean."

"I slipped out to buy something to eat with Jiang Yang, Teacher Luo only scolded me but not Jiang Yang, I was so angry that I wanted to push him into the inkstone!"

"The air here is too dry, I'm not used to it."

After Lu Yan finished reading, he would usually just reply: "Stop playing with your phone, and study hard."

This attitude displeased Montunan at first.He was not free in this training class. Except for Jiang Yang, few people in the class played with him. The more depressed he was, the more he missed Lu Yan.But every time he sent five, six, seven or eight messages by himself, Lu Yan replied to him with the same sentence: study well in class.Sometimes I just don't reply at all, and my attitude of refusing to talk nonsense with him is very obvious.

This day, while eating, Meng Tunan fell into deep thought while looking at his cell phone that had not moved.

Jiang Yang, who was on the side, was talking on the phone with a happy face.In comparison, he looked very shabby.

After Jiang Yang hung up the phone, Meng Tunan asked, "Who are you calling? The one with the mole on the corner of the eye you met last time?"

"No, the one with the mole is Tingting, and Tingting and I have passed away." Jiang Yang said, "Now it's Tangtang, whose surname is Liu... Does the name sound nice?"

How on earth is this done?It hasn't been a week!Meng Tunan applauded for him: "Submit!"

"Small Chick." Jiang Yang waved his hand, "Don't think too bad of me, I just like to be good friends with beautiful women and show up when they need it."

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Meng Tunan smiled: "You grew up among girls in your previous life, right? Jia Baoyu was reincarnated."

"I know girls better than him!" Jiang Yang boasted.

Meng Tunan thought for a while: "Then let me ask you, if a girl is leaving, you won't see each other again. Before she leaves, she suddenly confesses that she likes you, and after confessing, she says she doesn't think you are very good. Why?"

"It's easy to understand. You can't get what you ask for. Love breeds hatred. Let's belittle the other party to make yourself feel better!" Jiang Yang spread his hands.

After listening to it, he felt that it made sense, so Meng Tunan put a piece of beef in the Jiangyang bowl, and continued to humbly ask for advice: "Then I have another question."

Jiang Yang didn't even raise his head: "It's free for a limited time, but for the third question, I'm going to charge you."

"It's easy to say." Meng Tunan thought about his words, "That's right, I have a sweetheart who is very cold. I ask about his life every morning, noon and night, trying to get some interaction, but the other party keeps persuading me to be kind. , practice calligraphy well. In your opinion, does that person mean nothing to me?"

The other party glanced at him: "Who are you looking at? From our class?"

"No." Meng Tunan was still a little shy, "He's from my hometown. He's the kind of good student you know. He also has a weird temper and doesn't care about others..."

Jiang Yang touched his back, held a spoon in the other hand, and pointed in the air: "I've seen this kind of girl a lot, so it's easy to handle."

Meng Tunan immediately went to fetch hot water for his brother Jiang, dog-legged: "Please tell me!"

"A master's trick is all about the truth." Jiang Yang said solemnly, "The tricks played are not in quantity, but in quality! From today on, I will send her two messages every day, one in the morning, and the central idea is what today Just pointing at you to get through it, another post at night, preferably later, write more, be more touching, summarize the suffering of missing others today, remember, set a fixed time. Post for a period of time, and then..."

Meng Tunan was stunned when he heard this: "Then?"

"Then stop texting and wait for him to find you." Jiang Yang began to focus, "Understood! Waiting for him to find you is half the battle!"

There was no other way, Meng Tunan decided to try the other party's 36 love tricks, and he really listened to the other party's crooked ideas.

Since he couldn't post a lot, he decided to win in terms of word count, and edited a thousand-word essay early every day and sent it regularly.After half a month passed, he anxiously stopped texting.

It's a pity that Jiang Yang really doesn't understand "girls" like Lu Yan at all.

On the day when he didn't send any text messages, Meng Tunan was in a trance, and the words on his face were also in a mess.After finally staying up late at night, Lu Yan still didn't follow Jiang Yang's routine. He didn't call him or send him a text message, and he didn't even have a punctuation mark.

Who would have thought that Lu Yan would not follow that at all, if you don't look for him, he won't look for you either.

Playing hard to get?Wait for him to find me?What year do we have to wait?

In this kind of matter, Meng Tunan was so irritable that he couldn't bear it all day. He completely forgot Jiang Yang's teaching, and called Lu Yan very spinelessly.

It was actually very late at that time, so he could only hide in the toilet and make a phone call, for fear of disturbing the people in the same dormitory.

Lu Yan didn't pick up the call until the third one. It sounded like he had fallen asleep.

First guilt, then grievance.Meng Tunan opened his mouth, but gave in first: "...was it waking you up?"

"Otherwise, what time is it?" Lu Yan got angry with him in a low voice, "Call me if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you won't practice calligraphy tomorrow, are you in a hurry?"

"..." Meng Tunan choked, and began to question, "Why...why didn't you look for me?"

"Why am I looking for you?" Lu Yan asked him back, "What do you say you've been thinking about all day long? Fortunately, I'm still happy today that you didn't send me anything, and I wanted to listen to what I said. ...It doesn't stop all day, right? Do you want me to remind you how much the tuition is?"

Was scolded speechless.

It's almost winter, and the nights are cold.Meng Tunan was wearing thin clothes when he left the dormitory, and now he suddenly felt extremely cold.He knelt down and hugged himself—at that moment, Meng Tunan wanted to go home and sleep in his own bed, and even wanted to go back to school for math class.

Hearing that there was no movement over there, Lu Yan rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed. He wondered if he was speaking too seriously.

But Lu Yan is a very principled person.Although Meng Tunan's departure made him very uncomfortable, it didn't mean that he would let the other party focus on himself, isn't that conniving.

After thinking about it, Lu Yan felt that what he said made sense, and that Meng Tunan's temper could not be tolerated, so he continued to preach: "Think about it yourself, is it your fault? Are you very ignorant? What time is it?"

After a moment of silence, Meng Tunan hummed and sniffed again, suddenly feeling extremely lonely.

Lu Yan knew that he was not feeling well, but he didn't soften his heart at all, he hardened his heart: "Practice calligraphy well, and come back after passing the exam, otherwise I will look down on you for the rest of my life, how about some backbone?"

"I feel so lonely." Meng Tunan was so wronged, "I don't care about the food here, I don't have any friends, I can't go out, I just write and write every day! Is it because I live to write and go to college? "

He had never been so far away from home, and he was full of bitterness, and there were many things he was not used to.Lu Yan didn't let him complain, as if he didn't care at all.

Lu Yan's side was quiet, and when he spoke again, his tone was very heavy: "I went to your house for dinner yesterday, and there was a guest at your house, who was Teacher Zhang from the school. During the meal, your father kept telling you that you are very smart, and that you are so smart. The first time I went to him, he believed that you could pass the exam. The teacher in the training class also praised you for being smart, and he knew that you would be promising when he gave you a name... Your father is very happy. He always thinks that you can go so far alone. There will be gains. Meng Tunan, do you know how much I envied you at that moment? Think about it yourself, what are you doing now?"

Meng Tunan was speechless.Lu Yan knows how to treat him best, and he can poke his sore spot with just a few words.

When it was the hardest time, Lu Yan didn't allow him to slack off, and the last comfort he gave was only one sentence: "Just get over it, time passes quickly."

Meng Tunan finally hummed, and after he cut off the phone, he cried loudly in the toilet.

After that day, unless he couldn't make it through, he didn't look for Lu Yan any more. He calmed down and plunged into the dark and dark training camp.