Five years simulation three years first

The New Year's Day party lasted until after six o'clock in the evening, and this group of talents was still preparing to clean up the battlefield.

Lu Xiaonan abandoned the loudspeaker and borrowed a loudspeaker from the sports team to stand on the podium and point out the country hoarsely, moving the table, moving the table, removing the flower, and occasionally digging out a few pieces in the corners. The big white rabbit that was brutally murdered actually caused a lot of people to loot it.

Yu Shaochun sat on the table in front of the classroom and tore open a bag of potato chips. Tang Qian passed by and took a handful from it.Tai Mei followed behind him in the same way, and Yu Shaochun quickly retracted the bag of potato chips: "What are you doing?"

"Whoever sees it has a share, Mr. Yu." Li Guohao said, "Share it."

Yu Shaochun ignored him, and said to Feng Zhou who was standing by the back door: "Feng Xueba, don't you want to eat potato chips?"

Feng Zhou glanced at him indifferently, then lowered his head and continued to pack his schoolbag.Yu Shaochun stood up, threw the bag of potato chips directly to Li Guohao, and went to make trouble again with his hands behind his back.

"What are Feng Xueba's plans for tonight?"

"Go home and study."

"Please," Yu Shaochun leaned on the door frame to watch him put a stack of books into the bag, "Today is December 12st, New Year's Eve, you go back to study?"

Feng Zhou checked whether he had brought all his homework tapes for New Year's Day, and looked up at him: "I don't celebrate New Year's Eve."

"How can you not celebrate the New Year? You have no sense of ritual."

Feng Zhou zipped up his schoolbag: "Don't get in the way."

Yu Shaochun still stood by the door and refused to let him go out: "Shall I take you to play?"

"Don't go."

"Don't be so indifferent," Yu Shaochun said with a drawn out voice, "You can't study 365 days a year, can you? It's too boring."

A third group of people passed by the back door, saw Yu Shaochun and put his hand on his shoulder: "Brother Yu, are you going to play at night?"

Yu Shaochun stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Zhou over: "No, I want to study with the first grader."

Feng Zhou was dragged out of the classroom by him inexplicably: "Who wants to study with you?"

"Then celebrate New Year's Eve with me, you have nothing to do and I have nothing to do, what a fate."

There is a ghost.

Yu Shaochun grabbed a few exercise books and stuffed them into his bag, then came out of the classroom in a hurry.Feng Zhou stared at his schoolbag strap: "The strap of your schoolbag is twisted."

Then I persistently helped him straighten up.

When they came out of the teaching building, Feng Zhou asked him, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know." Yu Shaochun was typing on the phone with his head down.

Feng Zhou closed his eyes and swallowed back the curse that almost blurted out, feeling that Yu Shaochun had a hole in his mind as big as Jiangnan's "Dragon Race".

He took a deep breath: "Then I'm going home."

Yu Shaochun quickly raised his head and grabbed his schoolbag belt: "No, no, let's go to watch the fireworks."

fireworks?

Feng Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Where are the fireworks?"

Yu Shaochun reached out to stop a passing taxi: "Over the sea-crossing bridge, there will be a New Year's Eve fireworks display every year."

"What's so interesting about the flame reaction?"

City D is a small city by the sea, the only thing that can be used as a facade to brag about is the big square by the sea and the sea-crossing bridge next to the square.The taxi driver shuttled through the traffic in the evening rush hour, and he still didn't forget to chat with the two: "You also went to watch the fireworks?"

Yu Shaochun grabbed the seat and pointed his head forward: "Yes, yes."

"You two are classmates? You have a good relationship."

"No," Yu Shaochun glanced at Feng Zhou, and laughed very self-consciously, "We both have nothing to do, so we happened to go for a stroll together."

The driver master scratched his head: "Oh, but let me remind you, there must be a lot of people going there, it may not be convenient for you when you come back."

He stepped on the brake, and Yu Shaochun, who was still holding the seat, staggered forward unexpectedly, and hit his nose hard on the seat.

He covered his nose and wailed and fell on Feng Zhou: "Help me see if my nose is crooked."

"I'm sorry," Feng Zhou pushed his glasses and removed Yu Shaochun from his shoulders, "I didn't know you had your nose done."

Yu Shaochun reached out and scanned the driver's QR code: "How much? 37.5? I'll give you 40. Happy New Year, happy new year."

Feng Zhou got out of the car one step at a time, and seeing the crowds of people in the square, he turned around and asked Yu Shaochun, "Are these people... all here to watch the fireworks?"

"That's right." Yu Shaochun walked to him and buttoned his coat.

Feng Zhou's eyes drifted to his face at some point, and he couldn't help wondering how much this man likes warm-colored clothes.

Orange clothes, red coats, and even schoolbags are all orange.This kind of bright color is difficult for ordinary people to control, but it doesn't feel inappropriate to wear it on this person.

He thought for a while if Chen Si put on his body, and shivered slightly.

Maybe it's a matter of face, Feng Zhou thought.

This person has a face that can be seen and a pair of beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes. With this clothes, he will not worry about finding it in anyone's pile.

After Yu Shaochun buttoned it up, Feng Zhou looked away from his face without any trace, and asked, "Where are you going? There are so many people."

"Just take a look first," Yu Shaochun raised his hand to look at the time, "It starts at eight o'clock, and it's only less than 07:30 now, so I'll take you for a stroll."

This square has always been one of the tourist attractions in City D. Every day, small vendors set up stalls on the side of the road to sell all kinds of toys to deceive children at high prices.

One cart after another is tied with cheap light bulbs, flashing colorful lights, attracting a group of children to gather around to watch the robot dog that does somersaults and the little carp with a demented face that can only spit bubbles.

Feng Zhou felt a little cold, so he took a deep breath and put his hands in his pockets.Yu Shaochun walked in front of him, seeming to be endlessly curious about everything on this street.

He picked up a bubble machine and pointed it at Feng Zhou: "Hey, raise your hands!"

Feng Zhou looked at him like he was insane, but a brat cooperated, covered his chest and fell back: "Damn it, Chief Black Cat, how did you find me!"

"I'm a big friend of justice!" Yu Shaochun stretched out his hand to support the little boy, afraid that he would really fall, "On behalf of justice, punish you!"

The two people, one big and one small, enjoyed the role-playing. Feng Zhou watched it for a long time, and smiled silently with the corners of his mouth bent.

After Yu Shaochun managed to coax the bear boy, when he turned around, he saw a young girl looking at him: "Big brother, buy a flower for your beloved big sister!"

Yu Shaochun bent down and said, "Big brother doesn't have a beloved big sister, so he can't buy your flowers."

Seeing Feng Zhou standing not far from him, the little girl felt blessed for some reason, and tugged at Yu Shaochun's sleeve: "Then, then, big brother, let's buy a flower for the big brother next to him!"

Good sales.

Yu Shaochun bought two roses with a strange expression and handed one to Feng Zhou.Feng Zhou didn't understand, so he asked, "Why are you buying flowers?"

"It's not easy for a little girl to come out to ask for a living during the holidays," Yu Shaochun coughed dryly, "Just treat it as a good deed."

Yu Shaochun, who did good deeds, felt guilty and immediately turned his attention to other fun places.Feng Zhou was dragged forward by him, holding his rose in his hand, feeling a little in the way.

Mainly because there is no place to put it.

Yu Shaochun stuffed his flower into his hand, lifted his clothes and knelt down and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this?"

The boss rubbed his hands together: "A bundle of twenty will cost you ten yuan."

Yu Shaochun paid the money readily, picked out a bundle, and then grabbed Feng Zhou's arm, not knowing where he was going.

Feng Zhou looked down at the things in his hand, and vaguely recognized the words "fairy stick".

What the hell?

Yu Shaochun dragged him to an open space with few people, and unwrapped the bundle of "fairy sticks" and divided him into several pieces.

When Feng Zhou got it, he realized that the "fairy stick" turned out to be a small hand-held firework, suitable for ages 3-13.

Yu Shaochun took out a box of matches from his pocket, wiped them, and lit the one in his hand first.A handful of red and green lights burst out from the bundle of tiny sticks, drawing a brilliant galaxy in the darkness.

"I haven't played with this much since I was six years old," Yu Shaochun said. "It was much cheaper than now, and a bundle of ten sold for two yuan. My uncle also taught me how to play two kicks, and almost didn't let me play it. Psychological shadow."

Two handfuls of "fairy wands" met in the air, and the glowing one lightly touched the unlit one, and finally they burst into sparks.

Yu Shaochun seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his hand to point at Feng Zhou: "A fuchsia!"

Feng Zhou froze for a moment, then raised his hand to fight back: "All petrified!"

"Forget it all!"

"Passed out!"

"Except your weapons!"

"Your wand is gone!" Yu Shaochun laughed, "I win!"

Feng Zhou scolded with a smile: "You're childish."

"Aren't you acting with me too? Are you not naive?"

Feng Zhou's retort was drowned in the earth-shattering "boom", and the crowd swarmed in, crowding on the railing near the sea and looking up at the sky.

Hai, who had been sleeping deeply in the dark just now, seemed to wake up instantly, and the fireworks bloomed in mid-air, lighting up the whole world.

Golden dahlias, red Chinese dragons, pink and purple "meteor showers" appeared in the sky in turn, and the musical fountain behind it seemed to have just woken up, with the "Spring Festival Overture" spouting water several meters high.

The "fairy stick" in his hand had been burned out. Feng Zhou turned around to look for Yu Shaochun who had been scattered by the crowd. When he looked up, he saw someone in bright orange clothes turning around and smiling at him in the crowd. silvery white dandelion.

The scattered fireflies splashed on the sky, outlining bright spots like shooting stars.He waved to Feng Zhou, and seemed to say something, but he was submerged in the turbulent crowd and couldn't hear clearly.

Under the grand fireworks, there are old people, children, and young couples embracing and kissing.People from all corners of the city, and even the country, gathered in a square, cheering for the earth to go around for another year without incident.

Feng Zhou only felt that the surrounding scenery had lost its color and turned into black and white, but the red clothes on the man's arms were still a bit bright, and the next moment, a large area of ​​color spread along the red, watercolor It seems to render the whole world.

He suddenly remembered that when Chen Si invited a little girl to watch the Qixi Festival fireworks festival when he was in junior high school, he felt confused and asked Chen Si what was so interesting about the reaction of the flames?

Chen Si said, Feng Bao, if you go to see monkeys eating bananas with someone you care about, you will feel that monkeys have beautiful features, let alone watching fireworks?Of course you don’t understand it. How could you possibly understand this?

care about people?

"Feng Zhou! Look at the camera!"

Feng Zhou looked at Yu Shaochun who was not far away. He stood on the steps, using the thumb and index finger of both hands to show that he was taking a picture, and put it in front of his eyes. He smiled and shouted: "Happy New Year!"

happy New Year.

Feng Zhou suddenly realized that this year is really going to pass.

The New West with the chirping of cicadas in summer, the office in autumn night, and Yu Shaochun's fingers plucking the strings when it snows.

His unchanging life seems to have become different because of someone's intrusion, just like a painting with only lines is gradually being filled in with color step by step.

Got it, he thought, I might... get it.

The boy's bright orange coat fluttered in the sea breeze, blending with the fireworks in the background, flamboyantly and dazzlingly hidden in a page deep in his memory forever.Even when I think about it many years later, it still smells like fireworks and roses.

The author has something to say: Watch the fireworks with the person you like =w=