cut the waves

——There is only one person I want to win, and that is myself.

Coincidentally, Su Liao also thought about this sentence.

On the last day of the May Day holiday, he was lying on his sofa, playing with the gold medal in his hand.The bright sunlight hit the surface of the metal card, and when it was turned over, it almost reflected a dazzling golden light.Su Liao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and threw the gold medal aside again.

Su Liao wanted a gold medal in the national competition. He thought about it for too long, until he finally got the gold medal. He didn't know why he didn't feel the excitement he had expected.He picked up his phone again, swiped through WeChat, and found 99+ unread messages.After returning from the game yesterday, coupled with the repeated tossing at the airport, he was really exhausted, so he pressed mute and didn't read the news.

Su Liao glanced at the news congratulating him on winning the competition, slid the list of recent contacts to the back, and clicked on his dad's window.

Nothing at all.

The news stayed three days ago, at 6 o'clock in the morning, and asked him if he had any plans for the future, whether he would take the college entrance examination or go abroad.If he goes abroad, this summer his father will arrange for him to have a summer scientific research with a foreign professor in the physics group of Nanjing University, as well as a two-week overseas exchange.If you take the college entrance examination, you will stay in No. [-] Middle School and continue to compete.

What his father meant was that he still wanted him to participate in the competition.

Su Liao took out a gold medal of his competition from his mobile phone, and hung his thumb over the little plus sign that said "send photo".No matter how unwilling Su Liao was to admit it, he still longed to be a son who would make his father proud.His thumb did not fall down for a long time, Su Liao sighed, lying on the sofa too lazy to move, stretched out a long leg to hook the shoulder strap of the schoolbag, and took out a folder from it.

There was an application form for a competition class in the folder, except that "Su Liao" was signed very awkwardly in the name, everything else was empty.This form is due at the end of the month.

The first year of senior high school is a crossroads. The three classes with the lowest average scores in their grade will be dismantled, two will become liberal arts classes, and one will become a competition class. Make up classes from the summer vacation after the first year of senior high school, and finish most of the high school content in advance, so that Students have plenty of time to prepare for the competition in the second year of high school.No. [-] Middle School can get more than [-] places in the competition every year. This class is almost the candidate pool for the national team of the Olympic discipline competition.

It stands to reason that any second middle school student should be ecstatic when they get this form, but Su Liao couldn't be happier.To be honest, he doesn't like competitions, and he doesn't really want to leave Class Seven.But his father is very obsessed with competitions, because his father and mother met when they represented China in a physics competition when they were in college.In the eyes of his father, forcing a child to go the same way is called "romantic", but in Su Liao's eyes, it is outrageous to knock on the door of outrageous mother, outrageous to get home.

He is always working hard to become "excellent", trying to be the "good boy" that his family can be proud of.For this reason, he competed with himself again and again.However, he wants to achieve results, and he has won the national championship in swimming that he has always dreamed of. He obviously has everything, why is he still not happy at all?

Confusion and struggle are like a fire deep in the soul, but Su Liao can't talk to any friend.In fact, he also tried to say it, but the other party just replied: "Liaoshen, wake up, you are not happy like this, how do you let us scumbags live?"

Su Liao also "learned to be good", and no longer bothered his friends with such troubles.

At this moment, there was a sudden "swish" sound behind him.When Su Liao turned his head, he saw a little squirrel lying on the white strip anti-theft frame of his house outside the window behind the sofa.Obviously, such a shelf is a very attractive toy for them—since Su Liao "rescued" the little squirrel last time, this little squirrel has made its home on the big tree opposite his house.

In just one month, the little squirrel has grown up a lot, and its hair has become thicker. Two tufts of reddish-brown long hairs have grown on its ears.It raised its head, and looked at Su Liao's living room with a pair of small black bean-like eyes.

Su Liao's heart suddenly softened, and he quickly put down the folder in his hand on the coffee table, got up and took out a bag of hazelnuts from the kitchen: "Hey—here it is."

The little squirrel is a frequent visitor to the windowsill.Su Liao wasn't sure if this kind of creature could eat salty food, so he managed to find a pack of hazelnuts without seasoning.He had just peeled one and placed it carefully on the windowsill when the doorbell rang. The sound of "ding dong" scared the little squirrel into the bottom of the air conditioner, only half of its tail was exposed.

Su Liao: "..." What an idiot.

At the same time, the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated, and the idiot had already reported his family name on WeChat.

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Su Liao opened the door, raised his index finger and made a "quieter" motion on his lips.He waved and tiptoedly brought Yu Yu to the window.Not long after, the little squirrel couldn't bear the temptation of nuts, stuck its head out again, and jumped onto Su Liao's balcony. The little claws picked up the peeled hazelnuts, turned their backs shyly, and began to gnaw on the hazelnuts. The big tail flicked.

Yu Yu opened his eyes wide: "This is the last time we—?!"

Su Liao smiled silently and nodded.

Yu Yu stared at the little squirrel in a daze: "Did you name it?"

"No." Su Liao lowered his eyes and said softly, "If you name it, you will be concerned about it." As he said this, he frowned, and peeled another hazelnut for the little squirrel: "When it doesn't come, I should Miss it."

The little squirrel may have eaten enough, this time it ran away with a nut in its mouth.

Su Liao peeled off another one, stuffed it into Yu Yu's mouth, and smiled: "Why are you here?"

Yu Yu held six cans of sugar-free soda in his hand, and put them on the coffee table: "Boss Yan will give me a holiday this afternoon. I will replenish some stock for you, lest you blame me for drinking all the soda in your house."

Actually, it was because after what happened at the airport yesterday, Su Liao was quite silent. He hadn't chatted with anyone in the No. [-] Middle School group. He was a little worried.

"Just right, the last bit of ice." Su Liao washed his hands, took out two glasses, and filled them with crushed ice.A lemon is split in half, each person has a spoonful of honey, and finally poured down the sugar-free soda, which is Yu Yu's favorite iced drink recently.Yan Zheng forbids him to drink any sugary drinks, so he can only drink this to satisfy his hunger.

The two clinked glasses.

Yu Yu had seen the competition class application form on the coffee table a long time ago. He originally planned to pretend that he hadn't seen it, but after taking a few mouthfuls of sour, sweet and exciting ice soda, he couldn't help but say, "You decide Are you going, competition class?"

Su Liao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, saying that he had to think again.

He raised the end of his eyes, and smiled teasingly: "You can just say it if you don't want me."

It was rare for Yu Yu to go back without hurting, but he just looked at him seriously: "We can swim together if we are not in the same class, and I can still come to your house to play, it doesn't matter."

Su Liao asked back, "Do you also think I should go?"

"I don't understand the competition," Yu Yu was taken aback, "but I think, you go, or you don't go, as long as you think carefully and you are willing, I will support you."

"People with many choices," Yu Yu blinked, with a trace of envy in his eyes, "it will be more difficult to make a decision, but in any case, it is better than no choice."

Su Liao put away the application form and smiled in a low voice: "Yes."

There is a very famous tradition in No. [-] Middle School, which is the "Wishing Wall" in the Observatory.The "Experimental Building" of No. [-] Middle School is the highest landmark in the school. On the top floor there is a telescope donated by alumni for use by the Astronomy Club.The observatory was built early, and the walls are all made of white tiles. I don't know who started it. Some students took a marker to make a wish on the tiles, because it was "the closest place to the stars in Quan No. [-] Middle School."

Once upon a time, there was such a young couple in No. [-] Middle School who were flirting with each other. Because the arts and sciences were separated, they wrote on the wishing wall, "Two years later, we will meet again in front of the North Gate". Finally, both of them were admitted to Peking University, which became a good story.

Since then, the "Wishing Wall" has become popular, the kind of fire that made the headlines of Ninggang Daily.

However, since the school teachers will also read these sentences, writing too explicit not only risks being arrested by the director of politics and education, Geng Haoer, for a conversation, but will also be ruthlessly erased by the cleaning lady with detergent.Therefore, every year the tail is high, the sentences on the wishing wall are more hazy than the other, like the youth pain literature sold in the small bookstore in front of the school, and some people complain on the forum, all of you are so good at writing, why? I don't see high scores in composition.

Yu Yu likes to read excerpts from previous wishing walls in the forum, make complaints, and hide gossip behind those sentences.He didn't know why he was so obsessed with brushing these things, but Yu Yu vaguely felt that because he wanted to write something on the wall himself, but that emotion could be felt but could not be expressed.Therefore, he has been looking for a sentence that speaks to his heart, but he has not been able to find it.Yu Yu felt that if he wrote it himself, he might only draw a series of spit bubbles.

In a blink of an eye, Gao Yi had more than one month left.

The school attaches great importance to this final exam, and the ranking will be included in the admission of the competition class, the selection of the No. [-] students in the city, etc., but the No. [-] Middle School has always had the tradition of "the No. Mandatory lunch breaks are required, and students must rest on the table for half an hour every day for self-study.

Teacher Ye drew a huge eye on the blackboard, representing "if you fail dictation, you will be locked up in a small black room", and when you look up, you panic.

On the surface, the students in Class [-] all lay down on the table and "slept well", but in fact, very few people really slept, and most of them relied on their own abilities to hide the truth.

Because Yu Yu doesn't count the results in the championship game, and he has a shoulder injury, the recent training is mainly stretching and rehabilitation, and the physical energy consumption is not large, so he can't sleep at noon.It is also impossible for him to put this exercise book between his legs like Xueba, and simply play a boring game with Su Liao.

Yu Yu tucked his right hand into his left armpit, and opened his palm. Su Liao also lay on his stomach, stretched his left hand forward horizontally, and poked Yu Yu's palm with his index finger.If Yu Yu managed to grab his finger, then Yu Yu would get one point; if Su Liao managed to poke and escape, then Su Liao would get one point.Popsicles for those who lose.

Su Liao is a cunning opponent, and it may be because of his posture that his hands are more flexible. In short, Yu Yu is always slow and very angry.When he was fully concentrated, he managed to catch the opponent once. His hand was so strong that Su Liao's nails were imprinted into his skin.A few seconds later, Yu Yu let go of his hand, but Su Liao never moved his index finger away.

The fingertips lightly rubbed against Yu Yu's palm, like an electric shock, a little itchy, itching all the way to his heart.

The author has something to say: Drip~ Enter Liaoge's growth line~ The proportion of fish competitions will temporarily decrease~ I still want to change the name back to "Chop the Waves", woohoo.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: flowe1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles with everything you like; 10 bottles of flowe and Qingyu;

Thank you all so much for your support, bows.