My seat was finally set in the third row, and my deskmate was a fair-skinned girl with dimples when she smiled.For me who just transferred to another school, she was the existence of the Central Intelligence Agency. From the moment I sat next to her, she helped me clarify the class situation and the relationship between the characters.

Three classes in six years, a total of 49 students, 29 boys and 20 girls, ranked middle in the grade, the average score is not high, and there are no outstanding students.However, there are three well-known people in the school, Zhang Kan, Fang Yu and Tang Lingshuang.

Fang Yu was the boy who was punished with Zhang Kan before. He and Zhang Kan are good buddies. They were kept out of the grade because of fighting in the fourth grade, and they are one year older than their classmates.At that time, Fang Yu was not as fat as a baby, with outstanding looks, sharp features, and a bit of an adult air. Zhang Kan looked a little childish in front of him.As for Tang Lingshuang, as her name suggests, she has a straightforward personality, a tall figure, slender limbs, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and she is a standard beautiful woman.The three of them are famous because of their good looks.

"Let me tell you this, half of the girls in our class like Fang Yu, and the other half like Zhang Kan. One of them is ruthless, and the other is cold." said the tablemate.

cold?Thinking of how he helped me that day, it seems that the information about my deskmate was not all accurate.

"I don't think Zhang Kan is very cold."

"He's not cold yet." The deskmate said in surprise, "He usually talks very little, do you know that!"

It is true that Zhang Kan appears taciturn in front of Fang Yu, but I think this is only because Fang Yu is too poor.

"What about you, who do you like?" I changed the subject and continued to ask.

"Me." She smiled maliciously, "I hope they like each other."

And like nearly half of the girls in my class, my ignorant heartbeat comes from Zhang Kan, the boy who smiles like the sun and walks like a spring breeze.

Liuzhen is a small town in the south. People here have lived by fishing for generations. After the reform and opening up, most of the labor force went to sea to do business, leaving a group of children and the elderly to stay in this land.The old people can't speak or understand Mandarin, which makes the progress of Mandarin education here "slow".Even though there are signs saying "Please speak Mandarin" everywhere in the school, it still can't stop everyone's habit of communicating in dialect after class.I grew up with my parents in Beijing since I was a child. Although I can understand, I can't speak much. Occasionally, I will learn a few auspicious sayings for the elderly when I go home during the Chinese New Year.

Therefore, not being able to speak dialect became the primary difficulty for me to integrate into the class, but my standard Mandarin caught the attention of the teacher. After reading a piece of "Spring" by Zhu Ziqing, the Chinese teacher decided to let me be the lead reader of the morning reading time. member.

This is the situation I was in at the time.Since I was a child, I have been used to mediocrity.The sudden appreciation from the Chinese teacher made me, who managed to survive the fresh period of transferring to another school, once again become the focus of the whole class, and this kind of focus lasted for a year.

I am a person who seldom says no. In the eyes of the teacher, the silent pain is tacit approval, and in the eyes of others, it is a silent show off.

When I stood on the podium for the first time, I almost forgot how to move. Some boy shouted: "Shufan can't turn the book!"

Flipping the book later became my nickname. Children are very good at insulting people. They can always find the most appropriate words to give you a nickname.

That day, I was reading "Jiangnanchun" by Du Mu.When reading "480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many towers are in the mist and rain", someone in the seat said: "The reading is average. Does she only know how to turn books, but can't read?" There was another burst of laughter in the class.

My head was buried in the textbook, my face was red to the ears, and my whole body was like a ripe tomato.

Can't cry, I told myself.When I was young, I was a person with well-developed tear glands. At that time, I was really afraid that the tears would fall and soak the textbooks, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing.

The laughter did not stop, and some people even started chatting, completely forgetting about the morning reading. As the leader reading, I should have the responsibility and right to manage the class during this time period, but at that time, I just wanted to make the time go faster In the past, the laughter died down sooner.

"What are you laughing at? So happy." Fang Yu's voice suddenly appeared in front of the classroom door.

I raised my head slightly, showing one eye, and saw him and Zhang Kan standing at the door of the class. They were latecomers in the class, and sometimes they would even meet up to have breakfast outside before coming back to class.

"Talking about flipping books, she can only flip books but not read." Sitting in the first row, the boy wearing glasses replied pointing at me.

After he finished speaking, the laughter that was about to subside exploded in the classroom again with a "boom".

This time I didn't choose to bow my head like an ostrich, but looked at Zhang Kan, thinking that he helped me before, maybe help me again?

But Zhang Kan leaned against the door frame and remained unmoved. I looked away in disappointment and hid in the book again.

Suddenly, a swear word in dialect was accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs, and the class returned to calm in an instant.

"Fang, Fang, brother Yu." Fang Yu lifted the boy wearing glasses in the air like a chicken, his glasses were tilted to one side, and he didn't speak as sharply as when he was laughing at me just now.

In view of the fact that the man with glasses spread rumors about me in the junior high school class, now that I think about it, I was really relieved, but at that time, I only saw Fang Yu, who was driven by violence, pounced on him like a wild beast, which was extremely terrifying.

After that day, everyone knew that Fang Yu liked me, including me.

When I was young, I didn't know how to deal with a person's likes and preferences. My mind was full of "rejection", so I did many stupid things that deliberately ignored Fang Yu's intentions and even hurt him.

At noon this day, because there was a sports meeting the next day, school was dismissed early.Zhang Kan belongs to the track and field team. He got a special permit a few days ago to skip class and spend time on the track.

Fang Yu came to me and said, "Shufan, let's go together after school."

I pulled up the chain of my schoolbag, and said in a cold tone, "It's not on the way."

"I'm going to Zhang Kan's house, drop by." After speaking, he shook Zhang Kan's house key in his hand.

Fang Yu's pursuit is an adult's way, simple and direct, creating opportunities for coexistence.

However, I couldn't bear this kind of mature and violent pursuit. It is no exaggeration to say that I was worried every day at that time, for fear that the teacher would misunderstand me and Fang Yu's puppy love.That's why, when talking to him, my face smells so bad.Now that I think about it, I just rely on people's preference for me to do whatever I want.

The sun was scorching hot that day, and the air was baked into curving ripples above the asphalt road.I wanted to get rid of Fang Yu beside me, but no matter how fast I tried, he was able to keep up, and he kept whispering in my ear, as annoying as cicadas.

"Shufan, are you tired?"

"Shufan, the weather is quite hot."

"Shufan, is your home far from the school?"

"Shufan, give me a chance, I'm not bad."

"Shut up!" I yelled at him as I stopped the car abruptly.That was the first time I yelled at someone since I was a child, not to mention, it was quite cool.

But he was not intimidated by my roar at all, instead he looked at me with a strange look on his face. Just as he was about to speak, someone slapped him from behind.

"Fuck! Who is it!" Fang Yu scolded.

The blue and white mountain bike appeared in front of me in an instant, as if it had suddenly entered from another time and space.

The young man in the car turned his head and saw Fang Yu's deflated look, soaring into the sky, "Woohoo!" He raised up and patted Fang Yu's hand like a victor.

After Fang Yu saw the person coming, he completely forgot the anger just now. He rode an all-black mountain bike, sprinted to catch up, and shouted to the person in front with a smile: "Zhang Kan, don't run if you have the ability!"

Naturally, Zhang Kan didn't listen, and his body, which was originally on the car seat, was half arched, holding the handlebars, and went forward in a hurry.Fang Yu was thrown off by him for a long time, I stayed where I was and watched that figure until he was completely gone.

Many years later, when someone asks about his first heartbeat, I will always think of his back as he walks in the wind under the scorching sun in the midst of the scorching sun in summer.

The blue and white mountain bike cut through my dark and pitiful time in Liuzhen, and Zhang Kan was the light that penetrated through the crack.

His name is Zhang Kan, he is a member of the track and field team, he owns a blue and white mountain bike, he looks like a fairy boy riding the wind.

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