Boss, your character is broken

"How could it be so low this time?" Song Xu knew Cheng Heng's level, especially his performance in history was even more stable. He never scored less than 94 points, but now he scored 90 points in the test. No wonder the history teacher suddenly had a heart attack. .

"Maybe it's abnormal performance." Cheng Heng didn't take it seriously, and said in a rather unreasonable manner, "Anyway, abnormal performance is No. 1, and the total score is still more than 700 points."

Song Xu rolled his eyes, turned and ignored Cheng Heng.

"Why ignore me?"

"Man and dog have nothing to say."

In fact, even Song Xu didn't know that Cheng Heng took the exam on purpose this time. He knew that Song Xu's comprehensive essay was the best in the history exam. He roughly estimated Song Xu's score, and then answered less in the last question of history. After answering a small question, plus the points deducted from the previous ones, Cheng Heng is sure that Song Xu will be the first this time.

Because Song Xu's "counterattack" was successful, it meant that the award presentation this time was definitely not as monotonous as it used to be.

After the principal awarded the No. 1 total score of arts and sciences, he began to award the first prizes in each subject, first in science, and the first in each subject in science is obviously "extraordinary", and almost no one can get the same award. Double first, the only one who got the first place was the one with the first total score in science.

Cheng Heng actually had a good impression of the student who was number one in science. After all, the number one student in science ran in the heavy rain angrily after hearing that he had chosen science, and was hospitalized for a week with a fever and a cold.

Finally, this guy just had a good time, and then he heard that Cheng Heng had changed his liberal arts major. He wept with joy, and ran on the playground at night, turning his tears into sweat. When he went back, he caught a cold again and was hospitalized again. Week.

The prizes for the science subjects over there had already been awarded, and the principal changed another piece of paper and began to read the first place in each subject of the liberal arts. At this time, the students in the audience were not as excited as before. After all, the first place in each subject of the liberal arts was too monotonous. .

"The first score in Chinese is 135, Cheng Heng."

"The first 150 points in mathematics, Cheng Heng."

"The first score in English is 141, Cheng Heng."

"..."

The principal on the stage is still reading, but the students in the audience are already numb. The monopoly phenomenon of being first in each subject of liberal arts has continued since the first grade of high school until now.

"The first in history with 92 points, Song Xu."

classmate:"???"

"I'm hallucinating?"

"Did the principal mispronounce his name?"

"I seem to have heard the school bully's name?"

Until Song Xu and Cheng Heng stepped onto the rostrum, the students in the audience were still in a trance. The situation where Cheng Heng was independent and ranked first in each subject was over?

The principal watched Song Xu and Cheng Heng coming up, and was still very emotional for a while. Song Xu became the student who caused their teachers the most headaches with his excellent "personal speech art" and typical "hard and soft". Now that Song Xu has changed into this, he was a little bit unbelievable from the beginning to the end, and always felt that he was dreaming.

Yang Wen saw that the two people holding the certificates on the stage were getting more and more out of order, and then poked Liang Kai beside him: "I think it's a bit strange."

"What's wrong?"

"The two of them seem to be getting married."

Liang Kai affirmed: "You're ugly and you're right... oh!"

With a scream, Liang Kai's white shoes had an extra footprint.

After the award ceremony, the [-]-day swearing-in ceremony and coming-of-age ceremony followed.

Song Xu has always been used to wearing T-shirts, but the sudden requirement of formal attire for the coming-of-age ceremony made it difficult for Song Xu to get used to.

"It's tied wrong." Cheng Heng's voice came from beside him, and then Song Xu stretched out his hand and loosened Cheng Heng's tie in a mess, and lowered his head to re-tie Song Xu's tie.

"Brother is simply rejuvenating!" Song Xu said exaggeratedly.

"Stop talking." Cheng Heng patted Song Xu on the head.

"Since it's done, I'll leave first. The principal still has something to do with me. He needs to check the speech script." Cheng Heng said.

Because Cheng Heng won the first place in this exam, it was natural that he and the science subject would be the first to give speeches in the [-]-day swearing-in meeting.

Song Xu knew that Cheng Heng was busy, so he didn't drag Cheng Heng: "Go, go."

In the class, a group of boys were wearing suits. People who looked ordinary at first, but with suits as a foil, they showed a tall and straight temperament.

Seeing Song Xu coming in, Yang Wen hurriedly came to Song Xu's side: "Brother Xu, what do you think of my body?"

Song Xu commented affirmatively: "It's not bad, you look like a dog."

It took Yang Wen a long time to understand what Song Xu said, and then earth-shattering howls broke out in the classroom. When Yang Wen picked up the broom and planned to fight Song Xu to the death, Song Xu had already disappeared.

The coming-of-age ceremony looked quite formal. Song Xu had been looking forward to it for a long time, thinking that there would be a lot of ceremonies, but when he got downstairs, he found that the coming-of-age door turned out to be a big red arch that was temporarily blown up by a machine. A big "adult door" is printed in yellow fonts, not only that, but this slightly dilapidated "door" is still crumbling in the wind.

Song Xu looked at the adult door with the breath of the village-town junction, and then sighed: After all, I still paid by mistake.

After passing through the adult gate, everyone came to the school motto square. After listening to the principal express his feelings for a long time, Cheng Heng took Mai Nian from the principal's hand and started the speech.

Song Xu looked at the young man with a microphone flying wildly on the stage, and suddenly thought of the way he stood on the podium to review when school just started, and Cheng Heng looked at him from below—it should be similar to what he is thinking now Bar.

With the sound of applause and everyone packing up their things and planning to go back to the classroom, surrounded by people discussing the topic of coming-of-age ceremony, Song Xu was still a little dazed.

In February of this year, he celebrated his birthday, and Cheng Heng came here from the West Pacific District on New Year's Eve, but Song Xu hadn't been touched at that time, but when he saw that the students around him were all wearing After the suit walked through the adult gate, Song Xu realized that he was already an adult, and there were only a hundred days left before Class [-] reached the finish line.

……

The wind in summer is always very sweltering, and in the sultry heat there is still the irritating chirping of cicadas. Although the air conditioner is turned on in the classroom, the heat outside seems to heat people up through the windows. May is coming quietly, Song Xu looked at the classmates who were buried in the practice questions beside him, and Li Ke who was trying to wake himself up by rubbing the oil in front of him, but fell asleep more and more deeply, he looked up Looking out of the window, the outside was ablaze - it was the flowers of the phoenix tree.

The principal of the No. [-] Middle School has always liked to be arty. In the early years, I did not know where to get a few phoenix trees and planted them on the road of the school, but he ignored that this tree is a tropical plant. It is difficult to bloom in Los Angeles. The only change in the year is nothing but thicker leaves.

But this year, the phoenix tree bloomed like a gust of wind, and clusters of red flowers burst out like they didn't want money.

At that time, Song Xu looked at the red color of the tree, and said rather sadly: "Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again."

But Cheng Heng shook his head with a smile, and said to Song Xu: "Actually, it's the day when the phoenix flowers bloom, when you are named on the gold list." My child, you will definitely be seen by the Weiming Lake."

On the second day, Song Xu received a postcard from Cheng Heng, with the name of Peking University's Weiming Lake printed on it, and Cheng Heng's handwriting on the back.

——The day when the phoenix flower blooms, when the gold list is named.

Song Xu put away the postcard, turned to Cheng Heng and said, "I won't give you your gift yet."

"Actually not..."

Before Cheng Heng finished speaking, Song Xu interrupted: "I think I will take a photo with you at Tsinghua Garden sometime."

Cheng Heng was stunned for a moment, knowing the meaning of Song Xu's words, he replied with a smile in his eyes: "Okay."

……

Three days before the college entrance examination, the school gave the senior year a holiday in advance, and asked the senior year to pack up the books and go home, and that night the school started a vigorous shouting activity.

In fact, there was no such event at the beginning. It was just that in the last few classes, seniors and sisters from several classes shouted first, and then threw the paper airplanes and thousand paper cranes they made downstairs. When the juniors who picked up the paper airplane and thousand paper cranes were taking them apart, they all saw the blessing messages from the seniors and sisters, or complained about the end of their study life.

At that time, the principal saw this scene in the principal's office and thought it was very interesting, and then waved his hand to maintain the shouting ceremony.

The building in the third year of high school was noisy and noisy, and there were a few words mixed in: "I don't have to study anymore!"

Yang Wenxing probably took the lead, and directly carried the class flag out and waved the flag on the balcony of the east building. The classes in the west building saw Yang Wen's posture, thinking that they must not lose, and carried out the class flags from the class. Waving, for a moment the whole senior year building was filled with red, and paper airplanes and thousand paper cranes were flying and fluttering in the sky, and then fell to the ground accompanied by the wind brought by the waving of the class flag.

I don’t know who made the first move, and started running on each floor carrying the class flag. Every time I passed by a class, I would high-five the students in the class corridor one by one. Originally, there was only one person running, but later Other classes also carried the flags and followed. In the corridors and corridors, there were red flags, which looked like burning red dragons that took everyone's dreams and took off.

On the top floor of the third floor, several boys worked together to take out the big drum that the dance team played during the performance. The drum sounded, and there was an unprecedented roar from downstairs.

Seeing this, the principal quickly went to the rostrum to get a few microphones, and put the microphones on the tallest building, letting the students shout out their thoughts and feelings through the microphones.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, roars, and the students holding microphones on the highest floor shouted: "Fuck meow to learn, I quit."

Song Xu lowered his head and laughed. Before he knew it, his third year of high school was coming to an end. He always felt that it was wrong for him not to yell. Then he turned his head and said to Cheng Heng next to him, "Why don't we go too?" ..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Xu stopped. He found that Cheng Heng who had been by his side just now had disappeared. He frowned. Where did this guy go?

Just as he was wondering, he heard another "squeak" when the microphone was turned on from upstairs, and then the microphone was tapped, and a cold voice came from the microphone: "Since the school gave us the opportunity to speak our hearts , so I also want to join in the fun, if we don’t talk about it, we will graduate, and when I think about it later, I always feel that I will leave myself with a regret.”