I have time

The news spread like wildfire, like the autumn wind passing through the country, and it blew across the entire campus before the end of the morning.

From 09:30 to 15:15, there is another [-] minutes of free time for students after the [-] minutes of radio gymnastics. Many busy people pretend to walk on the corridor in front of the teaching building, looking at the classroom of Class [-] on the first floor look around.

Class [-] and [-] went to the second floor as soon as they entered school, but Class [-] and [-], who were supposed to move to the second floor, still stayed where they were, which is surprising in itself.

The answer to the mystery quickly spread throughout the high school. It turned out that there was a new classmate in class two and six, and he was a handsome boy in a wheelchair.

When the girls in their class mentioned this boy, their expressions were so exciting, the big sister with a nympho face, loving and pitiful, like a cub-protecting madman who has been activated with a maternal aura, and at the end of the gossip, they all warned the good sisters not to beat their house The little prince's idea.

I heard that Yan Yu's family was also in Meichuan seven years ago, that is, the Yan family who opened a factory in the south of the city, employed thousands of workers, and was a well-off, rich second generation.

No one knows why his family moved away back then, and why they came back now.

A photo of Yan Yu participating in the Chopin International Piano Competition can also be found on the Internet. The immature boy is wearing a black suit and sitting on the piano bench, with a snow-white shirt protruding from his neckline. He hangs his head slightly, concentrating on playing.

The photo is a little fuzzy, just a silhouette, but it doesn't affect his good looks and noble air through the screen. His slender waistline is outlined in a jacket with only one button. Step on the pedal.

That was two years ago, Yan Yu was still fine.

Yi Chengfeng stared blankly at the photo in the group, the phone screen went black, and the image was still shaking in his head.

The polite and reserved one peeked from a distance across the green belt. The foundation of the teaching building was high, and the decorative flower bed outside the window was not an obstacle at all.

Yan Yu was sitting in the last row of class six by the window, and the viewing angle was simply not too impressive.

The ones with bolder faces and bigger faces would walk directly under the windows of other people's houses, pushing and shoving, smiling hippiely.Anyway, it's not about looking at the little girl, there's nothing to be ashamed of, and it's not breaking the law.

There is a layer of guardrails outside the window, and then there are two layers of glass windows. Just such a small distance and insignificant barriers cannot provide any protection.

Yan Yu spread out a booklet of math exercises to do the questions, the nib of the pen rustled across the paper, and there were shaking heads in the corner of his eyes.

If the straight line y=kx, and the absolute value of k is greater than 1...wrong, it is greater than or equal to 1...so there are two situations...

Yan Yu's mind was in a mess. This is just a very simple proof question, worth only 6 points. He wrote it for 5 minutes, but the derivation process was a mess.

Pressing the tip of the signature pen with his thumb, the nib retracted into the barrel, Yan Yu slowly bent down, and buried his face in his arms.

When are they going to see, why hasn't the class bell rang?

"Brother Feng, kick two feet?" Luo Xun, the sports committee member of the second class, stood on the edge of the playground and kicked a football with his toes. The next class was their physical education class.Seeing that Yi Chengfeng walked into the teaching building without waiting for the end of the big break, he stretched the back of his foot and passed the ball to Yi Chengfeng.

Yi Chengfeng tapped his heel with his legs crossed, the movement was more fancy than a fancy shuttlecock kick, "Kick a fart, class is about to begin."

The football flew back to Luo Xun's feet steadily.

Yo, when did Brother Feng become so active in class?

When Yi Chengfeng stepped into the classroom from the back door, he happened to see Yan Yu laying on the desk with his arms pillowed, his back bowed in a gentle arc like a kitten, and his snow-white shirt was loosely covered on his thin shoulders.

He didn't see Yan Yu's expression clearly, but only caught a glimpse of his slightly reddened eyes, as if he had been wronged.

There was another burst of laughter outside the window, and someone laughed and said, how come you look like a big girl, I'm embarrassed to take a look...

Each classroom has three big windows from front to back. Yan Yu’s seat is at the end of the last window. The curtain is single piece, so he has to pull back from the window of the two people in front. to the curtains.

Besides, Yan Yu wasn't sure if he really covered the curtains and refused to watch, would it appear that he was being hypocritical.

He didn't want to attract attention, and he didn't want to change other people's original habits to cause them trouble.

Yi Chengfeng's chest suddenly burned with an inexplicable anger, he raised his hand and lightly pressed on Zhao Baisheng's desk in front of him, and his body moved over a row of seats flexibly.

He stepped on someone's desk and chair again, jumped to the window in the middle, twisted open the window and waved at the few people who were swaying at the back window of the classroom.

The few people came over without knowing it, "Brother Feng, what's the matter? Are you going to play ball after school? It's a bit difficult to not have any activities during the holiday..."

Before the word "Shou" was uttered, a short boy walking in the front suddenly left his feet off the ground, and the sneer on his face disappeared immediately. His shirt collar was tightly grasped by Yi Chengfeng's hand stretched out from the guardrail, and his body Slowly moving upwards against the rough terrazzo exterior wall.

The boy looked terrified, his eyes widened several times, and he kicked his feet wildly, "Brother Feng... let go, let go..."

The few people behind didn't expect the sudden turn of events. Some people were too scared to go forward, and some came up to persuade them to fight because of their friendship that they always play football with Yi Chengfeng. , class is about to start, don't..."

The short boy's face was stuck upwards between the two steel bars of the guardrail, turning into a liver color from the neck up, and he could not make a sound.

The gazes of the people who stopped to watch the excitement in the corridor outside began to become unscrupulous, no longer the evasive look they had when they were peeping at the handsome young man.

Yi Chengfeng let go of his hand firmly, and the short boy fell on his back, being supported by others, clutching his chest and gasping wildly in shock.

"If the fuck let me see who comes to hack the windows of Class [-], I'll hang him here and let him see enough!" Yi Chengfeng said in a cold tone, his voice piercing his eardrums like a knife.

The few people outside the window cleared up in an instant, and then the people watching the fun in the corridor also dispersed. Whoever had nothing to do to eat enough to provoke a school bully who came to fight like a meal.

When Yi Chengfeng turned around, he met Yan Yu's gaze looking straight at him, as if pouring a clear spring, and his anger was extinguished a lot.

He walked the passage between the desks in a very civilized manner, without jumping any more obstacles, and returned to his seat to continue copying the math homework.

The preparation bell rang, and the students entered the classroom one after another.

"Who was that guy just now? Like Baden, he deserves to be beaten!"

Feng Wanyue glanced at Yi Chengfeng, who was writing vigorously, and whispered to the ball-headed girl next to her, "That Hu Weijun from class two is so boring! Let's see who dares to come and listen to me in the future!"

"That's right!" The ball-headed girl was angrily, and then carefully glanced at the back window of the classroom, "Will Xiao Yan be angry? I heard from Class [-] that someone just took a photo of him with a mobile phone..."

"A bunch of neurotics!"

After such a commotion, the breaks between classes in the third and fourth periods were indeed much cleaner. No one wandered under the windows of the sixth class anymore, and even those who kicked shuttlecocks in circles on the corridor were very careful not to kick their feet in this way.

***

The students of Meichuan Experimental Middle School are all day students, but the school does not open at noon, and the students eat in the school cafeteria.

The canteen is located in the annex building 300 meters to the west of the teaching building. Therefore, the students of Class [-] located on the westernmost side of the first floor can go out through the west door of the teaching building after the fourth period and go straight to the canteen, near the water tower. natural advantage.

A small group of Yi Chengfeng and the others can go through the back door to take the lead every time. The bell for the end of get out of class is the starting gun, and the students come out in a single file, like a [-]-meter race.

Later, the school leaders thought that strenuous exercise before meals would be harmful to health, so they sent teachers from the school office to stand along the road every day at noon to catch runners, and changed the [-]-meter race into a [-]-meter walk.

For Yi Dachangleg, who is born with well-developed athletic cells, the form of the competition is not important. He can still reach the cafeteria in the first echelon every time, without queuing up, and can choose meat and vegetables. If he is not late, he can only turn into a rabbit and pick up cabbages Fried noodles or boiled rapeseed are such worries, and you can kick a little field on the playground if you eat it fast, feeling comfortable all over.

The fourth section is Chinese. On the podium, the "Sister Lin" teacher Lin Qingyi, who is [-]/[-] white and thin, is a young teacher who has just graduated from a normal university for two years. Her lectures are good, but she is a bit too coquettish. A man can make his eyes turn red with anger because a student didn't do his homework, and criticize a class politely, which is more devastating than Elder Tang.

However, he also has an advantage. It may be that he has just left the campus for a short time, and he especially understands the extreme "hungry" of the students when they grow up. He never delays the fourth class.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the boys in the two rows behind disappeared in an instant, as if a different dimension had opened.

Yi Chengfeng jumped down the steps in a few steps, his footsteps suddenly slowed down for a few beats, and he moved forward purely by inertia, and Li Minxu behind him almost stuck to his back. "What's the matter, Brother Feng?"

"I'll leave something, you guys go first." His pause slowed down the entire small group, and saw the large troops behind to catch up.

Zhao Baisheng gave Yi Chengfeng a push, "If you forgot to bring your meal card, just swipe mine first, hurry up, don't miss the opportunity!"

"It's not a meal card, you go first." Yi Chengfeng turned his head and walked back.

"Then what are you doing?!" Zhao Baisheng asked unwillingly, "I'll make you a copy first, three meat and zero vegetables, hurry up!"

Yi Chengfeng walked back against the crowd, and there were a lot of questioning looks on his face. He had a lot of acquaintances, and people kept asking how he got back.

"I forgot to take a shit--" Yi Chengfeng perfunctory, purely disgusting and wicked.

The door on the west side is not big, and it would be too crowded for two burly people walking together.

People in the building were rushing out, and Yi Chengfeng couldn't get in for a while.

In this posture, the child pushed a wheelchair, and when he got to the cafeteria, there might not even be enough to feed the rabbits.

A skinny child, sitting alone in the cafeteria, eating cold steamed buns with free soup, a few yellowed spinach stalks floating in the free thickened soup, egg flowers more ethereal than spider silk, a rotten smell The smell of washing pot water... This picture made Yi Chengfeng shudder.

But he didn't know what he wanted to do when he came back?Take him to the cafeteria?Or help him cook?

He often does this thing of embarrassing others, but he is not very skilled in helping others. Is it too hypocritical?There are class cadres and Lei Feng pacesetters at the top, and teachers and school leaders at the top, when it is his turn to show love.

Did he say anything about love...

After such a hesitation, there were no people in the classrooms and corridors, I was not active in eating, and I had problems thinking.He may indeed have a problem today.

But that little Yan Yu regarded him as a friend seven years ago, and he doesn't know anyone here, from teachers to classmates, he is the only one who knows each other well, don't you care about him?You are still not human!

After struggling for a long time, Yi Chengfeng just wanted to go in when he saw the squad leader Tang Xiuli dragging a chair and sitting next to Yan Yu, dignified like the Secretary-General of the United Nations.

"Student Yan Yu, my name is Tang Xiuli, and I am the monitor of Class Six. If you have any questions or difficulties, you can contact me directly..." Seeing that Yan Yu looked at her indifferently, she continued, "For example, you If you have a meal problem, we can arrange for the students on duty to take you to the cafeteria in turn..."

"No need." Yan Yu softly but decisively rejected the squad leader's enthusiasm, "I won't go to the cafeteria, I brought lunch."

Probably because he was afraid that Tang Xiuli would not believe it, he took out a fresh-keeping box from the front pocket of his schoolbag. Inside the high-transparency glass lid were two fat, white rice balls, each with a red shrimp sticking out of it. Fresh and tender Q bombs, dotted with green seaweed, red dragon fruit, golden fried chicken nuggets, and some scattered golden dried fruits.

Tang Xiuli choked on this kind of bento that she had only seen in Korean dramas. It was so delicate, and it looked more appetizing than the big pot of rice in the cafeteria.

She swallowed the following series of caring policies for the time being. After all, it is the young master of a rich family. When it is her turn to care for a poor student like her, even if his leg is broken, he will still stand at a height that she cannot reach.

Snapped--

Yi Chengfeng put a weight on his shoulder, and turned his head to see the hearty smiling face of Queen Wang, "Yi Chengfeng, what are you doing standing at the door? We're done eating now?"

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Can our little Ayan watch it if he wants to?Do you still want the eyeballs?