52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

Compared with the life of high school, which is full of stress and piles of homework, college has more time to arrange for yourself.After a stress-free winter break, the students are excited to be back at school.In the first week, some classes have not yet started, and even if some classes have started, they only start with the introduction and simple content, there are no complicated homework, and there is more leisure time.

The four people in dormitory 320 were going to have a simple gathering at the small restaurant in the snack street at the back. Unexpectedly, as soon as they discussed it, they saw the notice sent by the class leader in the class group—the counselor "Old Man Yan" was going to hold a dinner in the evening. department.

The plan fell through, and the four people in the dormitory were all wilted.In the evening, everyone slowly ate the meal ordered from the cafeteria, and there was no intention of going to the meeting.Wen Liang stood at the door holding a garbage bag and urged them anxiously: "Hurry up, it's going to be too late!"

"Old man Yan is so annoying, let's get in." Qiao Shuo flipped through his phone indifferently with his mouth curled up.

"You are stupid, all the seats in the back have been taken away!" Wen Liang said helplessly.

The three people sitting in the dormitory woke up like a dream—whenever there is such a boring large-scale meeting, many people choose the seats in the back, where they can quietly play with their mobile phones.The seats in the first few rows are all vacant, so if you go late, you have to sit in the front.

The four people in the dormitory hurriedly went to the big lecture hall on the second floor of the No. [-] School. The departure time was relatively late, so they simply went straight to the back door of the lecture hall from the outer stairs.Pushing the door open a little, the inside was already full of people, and the seats in the first three rows were almost empty.Old Man Yan stood on the podium with a serious face and scanned the students in the lecture hall. The monitors of each class walked through the aisle to count the number of students.

The four people in the dormitory stood hesitantly at the back door of the lecture hall. Seeing the urging message received from the squad leader on their mobile phones, they carefully opened the door, lowered their heads and walked in as unobtrusively as possible.But the four of them are all tall, so it's hard not to be noticed if they go in in such a row, let alone an old man standing on the podium.

Under Old Man Yan's death gaze, they sat in the last row anxiously. Before the chairs were warmed up, they heard Old Man Yan's steady voice: "All sit forward, and the three rows behind come to the front."

Wen Liang looked at the three roommates on the right with her forehead helplessly, Qiao Shuo put her chin on the table and pretended to be dead, Li Meng showed a mask of pain, and Jiang Chuan frowned and scratched his forehead.

Old man Yan stood on the podium and repeated again: "Sit in the front three rows from the back. Why don't you move, hurry up."

The students in the rows behind reluctantly stood up and walked forward, Wen Liang looked up hesitantly, Qiao Shuo patted his arm: "Let's not go, I think they are almost full, old man Yan can't see to ours."

Before Qiao Shuo finished speaking, Old Man Yan spoke up: "Why is the row at the back still not moving? That Joe... What's wrong with Joe?"

Qiao Shuo, who was lying on the table, sat up straight and looked at the podium. He double-checked that Old Man Yan was staring at him—the two looked through the densely packed heads of ten or so rows in front. up.Qiao Shuo was speechless, this old man Yan was really annoying, didn't he just play with Wen Liang when he went out for an internship last semester, so many students, old man Yan still remembered him.

Several people walked forward in a row and sat in the first row.

Qiao Shuo rolled his eyes at Old Man Yan while he was looking down at his phone, then he lowered his head and covered his mouth, and whispered to Wen Liang, "Old Man Yan must be very stingy and vengeful."

"Ah?" Wen Liang didn't react for a while, and looked up at the stern-faced old man Yan on the podium, "How did you see that?"

"I made a little mistake and he can remember it for so long, he almost remembers my name." Qiao Shuo curled his lips dissatisfied.

Wen Liang recalled for a while before remembering what Qiao Shuo said about the little mistake. When he went to the reservoir for an internship last semester, he and Qiao Shuo fought each other, and finally got into a fight. One accidentally rolled to the ground covered in grass and was caught Old man Yan caught him on the spot, thinking they were fighting.

In fact, aside from this, Qiao Shuo himself is the kind of person who stands out in the crowd.Wen Liang remembered that when freshmen registered for registration last semester, he met Qiao Shuo at the school gate, and at first sight he felt radiantly handsome.His facial features are deep, clear and generous, but his personality is a little childish and eccentric, so even the instructors during military training can remember him among nearly a hundred people.

"Hey, Brother Xiong, what are you thinking?" Qiao Shuo leaned on the back of the chair, shaking his legs to touch Wen Liang.

Wen Liang's thoughts were interrupted by Qiao Shuo, he turned his head and found that Qiao Shuo was looking at him curiously with raised eyebrows.Qiao Shuo had high eyebrows and deep eye sockets, and the clear white light in the lecture hall cast three-dimensional light and shadows on his face.

Wen Liang lowered her eyes and fell silent for a moment, then raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "I'm wondering when the weather will warm up."

"I'm talking about old man Yan, you're talking about the weather." Qiao Shuo shrugged and snorted, "The feelings have faded, and you're starting to perfunctory me."

Wen Liang couldn't help laughing, and was about to say something to him, but the old man Yan on the podium put down his phone and solemnly announced the start of the department meeting, so Wen Liang pursed his lips and didn't speak any more.Sitting in the front row is stressful.

Originally, everyone didn't take this kind of meeting with many people seriously. From time to time, there were some whispering voices from behind, and someone in the front row actually committed crimes and put their mobile phones under the table to read.The old man Yan didn't intend to turn a blind eye. He stopped in the middle of the meeting and patted the table to ask him to put his phone back and listen carefully. The students in the front row were miserable.

Old man Yan is a veritable "Yan". Wen Liang has long heard that he rarely saw his counselor when he was in college, but old man Yan is different. He went to morning school almost every day in the last semester. The classroom went around twice, and even the students who were absent in the morning were strictly checked, and sometimes they went to the dormitory for a surprise inspection.

It can be seen that the old man Yan has prepared very well for this department meeting, and even the odds and ends are carefully listed. When talking about the results at the end, he especially emphasized that this is the focus of the department meeting. The old man analyzed the statistics of the last semester's grades.The most unexpected thing was that old man Yan began to read the names of the students who had made great progress and those who had made great progress in the order of the class.

Progress and regression are ranked with reference to the Gaokao results at the time of admission.Wen Liang lowered his head and frowned, clasped his hands on the table - he must be on this list.He took the class No.12 last semester, but the total number of students was only 36 and seven.Originally, a lot of students who exceeded the cut-off score were admitted, and compared with them, they have regressed by more than a star.

Those regressive names were read out one after another, and the long wait was excruciating.Wen Liang's held breath finally relaxed carefully when Old Man Yan pronounced his name, but another layer of heavy pressure covered his heart.

The old man Yan paused for a moment after he finished reading Wen Liang's name, and his tone was a little disappointed: "Some students got the best grades in the college entrance examination, and they have regressed so much in one semester of college. Shouldn't they reflect and be vigilant?"

Wen Liang lowered his eyes, sighed indistinctly, and felt that the roommate on the right turned his gaze over in unison.Sometimes he really feels that his heart is more than enough and his strength is not enough.I don't know when it started, winter has become a hurdle that he has difficulty crossing every year.

The cold weather, the long dark nights, the cold that you can take advantage of if you don't pay attention... I don't know if it is an illusion or it will really be affected, and even depression and anxiety will become more serious.The mood continues to be depressed, the thinking is getting slower and slower, and the vitality in the body will escape in the cold air with the body temperature. In such a negative and uncontrollable state, even understanding a big math problem makes people feel extraordinarily strenuous.

In winter, Wen Liang often thinks that it would be great if people could also hibernate, so that all the irresistible pressure can be let go, and you can look forward to summer when you open your eyes.

He likes endless days and hot summers, but the days are fleeting and summers are long awaited.He likes the stars and the sea in the distance, but the 52 Hz whale song has no echo.Like a mute, like an isolated island, like a gloomy night sky and ten thousand silent rivers.

After 19 years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, I gave up the most unattainable dream and missed the ideal that I thought I could grasp. Now it is so difficult to be an ordinary person step by step-so many ordinary people can still feel to simple pleasures, and he has lost the ability to do so.The disease can get milder or worse, but it's never cured.

Wen Liang was distracted, an arm rested on his left shoulder, he turned his head and saw Qiao Shuo on the right raising his eyebrows at him.Although he didn't say a word, Wen Liang caught some comfort from Qiao Shuo's still casual expression.He smiled at Qiao Shuo and said nothing.

The first week passed, and some classes started one after another. The weather has not yet warmed up, but the number of people on the playground has gradually increased, and many clubs have begun to hold various activities.Morning exercises and morning reading are going on normally, and the students gradually adapt to this rhythm, changing from the state of winter vacation to the state of going to school.

During the morning reading, the old man Yan still went to the morning reading classroom happily, occasionally leaving a few students behind, saying that he wanted to talk to the students alone.Everyone originally thought that the one-on-one talk that Old Man Yan said at the department meeting was just to scare people, but they did not expect him to do so.

There were still no classes scheduled for Tuesday of this semester, and the monitor sent a notice to Wen Liang abruptly on Qiuqiu, saying that the instructor wanted to talk to him.Originally, Wen Liang was going to go to the library with his textbooks and homework after breakfast, but he didn't expect to receive such a notification. He stared at the screen for a long time and didn't dare to reply to the message.

"Oh, old man Yan, what are you doing? Does he treat me like a primary school student?" Qiao Shuo had just finished training early in the morning. He was sitting in the dormitory eating breakfast. .

Hearing Qiao Shuo's words, Wen Liang was overwhelmed with the surprise of "I'm going to die together".But this kind of surprise didn't last. Wen Liang and Qiao Shuo checked the time and found that they were not in the same batch. The squad leader notified Wen Liang 10 minutes earlier than Qiao Shuo.

"Brother Xiong, you have to come back alive." Qiao Shuo frowned seriously, and patted Wen Liang on the shoulder.

Before it was changed, Wen Liang really couldn't handle this kind of joke, but after getting familiar with him for a semester, he was no longer surprised by Qiao Shuo's playful behavior.He patted Qiao Shuo's arm, said "you too" sympathetically, and went out.

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The author has something to say:

I remember when I was in university for a meeting, the seats in front of me were basically empty, puff, it was just a memory, when I think about it now, I feel very heartbroken when I think that I will never go back to that time again.Do you feel that the counselor, old man Yan, actually pays attention to old Qiao, let me give you a little spoiler (again), old man Yan knows old Qiao's father.In fact, I really want to write about Lao Qiao’s father. He is a very charismatic person~ The first volume saw the interaction between Lao Qiao and his father. Lao Qiao is arrogant and his father is iceberg face. ,Hahaha.Now the interaction between Lao Qiao and Xiao Liang is a bit irritating, but straight men will joke with each other like this.The two of them have a crush on each other now, and they haven't thought about what kind of feelings they have for each other.Old man Yan called out Xiao Liang for his grades. For Xiao Liang, he performed poorly in the college entrance examination, but his grades were not bad in comparison.Old Qiao usually likes to play, and of course he will study carefully before the exam. When he applied for volunteers, although he applied to a school far away from his hometown, he still chose a major related to his father's major.