Mr. 779 and Mr. 773

A friend said that a long time ago, Mr. 773 was not called Mr. 773. At that time, he had just entered school, and throughout the three years, there was only that white and clean face.He is quite boring, or a little autistic. He is from Chaoshan, and he has the same Chaoshan family as everyone remembers.Parents are busy with work. There are four children in the family. He is the youngest, and the first three are girls. He has been held in the palm of his hand and grew up.

Parents taught Mr. 773 since he was a child, saying that you are the hope of our family, and that the older sisters do not study because of you. Since he was a child, Mr. 773 has been carrying the guilt of his sisters who went out to work without seeing him a few times, so he has been very good since he was a child, and he never needs his parents to worry.

Later, because of his good grades, he was recommended by the elementary school to come to this school without taking the exam. The school was full of hype at the time. Mr. 773's parents were so hyped that they sent Mr. 773 to this school for a high scholarship and three-year tuition exemption.

"According to the routine, is this school rubbish?" I asked my friend.

"...This school is Lao Tzu's alma mater, can you say something else?"

I shut up.

This school is indeed not bad, because the school has recruited a group of strong students and teachers by relying on its rhetoric and strong financial resources.

Mr. 773 came to this school full of longing. At that time, he was sitting alone in the corner of the classroom. Mr. 779 walked towards him with his back to the sun, yes, his back to the sun, just like in the movie.

"Is it such a coincidence?" I asked my friend.

"Maybe it's his imagination, I don't think it's such a coincidence." The friend said.

At that time, school uniforms hadn’t been issued yet, and Mr. 779 was wearing a clover. He later learned that it was called Adidas, but he still liked to call it clover.

Mr. 779 walked up to him, greeted him with a smile, and said hello.

Mr. 773 nodded, not daring to speak. When he was a child, his classmates laughed at him for his bad accent. Whether it was Mandarin or Cantonese, he could only speak a pure Teochew dialect.But he was still very happy because someone took the initiative to talk to him.

Mr. 779 asked, can I sit next to you?

Mr. 773 opened his eyes wide and stared at Mr. 779. Then 779 looked at Mr. 773 and thought that he was rejected, so he shrugged and said, okay, then I will change the position.

Mr. 779 turned to leave, but someone grabbed his schoolbag.He turned his head and saw Mr. 773's big shining eyes staring at him fixedly. He was a little confused and didn't know what this meant.

"Do you want me to sit here?" Mr. 779 asked.

Mr. 773 nodded, his ears flushed red. Mr. 779 put his schoolbag on the stool next to him, sat down, smiled at Mr. 773, took the draft pad on his desk, and wrote "Xuanhe" stroke by stroke. Boys' words. Mr. 773 seriously took out the diary and wrote Mr. 779's name on it. It was a kind of childish-looking diary with a lock, with Doraemon printed on the face, because he was very envious of Nobita since he was a child, and Nobita wanted to You can get what you want.Then he wrote "Yu Lin" on the draft notebook and pushed the notebook to Mr. 779 for reading.

Mr. 779 looked at it for a long time, looked at the words, then at him, but didn't speak. Mr. 773 was a little flustered. He felt that his handwriting was too messy, and Mr. 779 couldn't understand it. He took the notebook in a panic and wanted to rewrite his name.

"No, no, no, I understand." Mr. 779 immediately guessed what he was going to do, took the draft, and exclaimed, "Oh my God, you must have opened your hands."

Mr. 773's handwriting is very beautiful, because when the Chinese teacher asked everyone to trace the copybooks when he was a child, only Mr. 773 could seriously draw stroke by stroke. The reason is very simple. The copybooks are not included in the tuition and miscellaneous fees. This book is very expensive.

He has always been sensitive to expensive things, so he wrote the copybook over and over again, and practiced his good handwriting.In the era when boys' handwriting was crooked, Mr. 773's handwriting stood out from the crowd.

However, Mr. 773 is not conscious about this, because he doesn't know what good-looking calligraphy is. , However, he interpreted this as the teacher's psychology of liking good children, because no one from his classmates had ever told him that.

So when Mr. 779 told him this, he was still surprised, and then a little bit secretly happy. It was a feeling that his parents and teachers would not have praised him when he was a child. It is very strange.

So he smiled, his eyes bent into crescent moons, and water rippled shallowly.

Later, when Mr. 779 was writing that powerful essay in the 2018 college entrance examination room, he recalled fascinatedly the smiling face of Mr. 773 when they first met. On the test paper, it was written that only the most beautiful country and the most beautiful soil and water can breed out of the best people.

But Mr. 779 didn't have such complicated emotions at that time. He just thought that Mr. 773 was very good-looking, so he pinched his face that was so soft that it could bleed, and then quickly withdrew his hand, and the tips of his ears were also pink.

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