My brother became a love brain

I was born and grew up in Lincheng, and my parents are businessmen.They are busy with work and don't care much about me, but I have a very good elementary school teacher. She held my shoulders very seriously and said, "You have to study hard."

The four words "study well" have become my motto.

I remember that there was a primary school mathematics test. In the paper full of multiplication, a division question appeared. Most of the students in the same class left it blank, but I filled it in.

The math teacher praised me and asked me why I did this question. I thought about it and answered her: "I read the back of the math book and remembered it."

She stroked my hair and praised me as a "good boy".

It seems to be a proverb.

From elementary school, junior high school, and high school, I have been a good boy all the way. No matter whether the number of students in the school year is [-], [-], or [-], I am firmly in the top three of the school year. In my life, except for class, Only study.

I love learning. I like doing papers, solving difficult problems, listening to teachers, and absorbing knowledge like a sponge.

The second year of high school was divided into liberal arts and science classes. The teachers of the liberal arts experimental class and the science experimental class called me to go to the office to have a heart-to-heart talk. The answers I gave them all needed to think for a while.

But when I left the office, walked down the wooden stair railing, and suddenly saw Song Dongyang, I thought I didn't need to think about it.

Song Dongyang is the same as me, wearing loose sportswear, he is taller than me, not as thin as me.But his hand was white and tender, holding a lighted cigarette.

As soon as I approached him, I would smell of cigarettes.

Frowning, I approached him, snatched his cigarette from my hand, and threw it on the ground. Before I could relieve my anger, I simply twirled it with my sneakers.

He raised the corners of his mouth, and his whole person seemed to be a little more energetic, with a half-smile: "I just went to your class, but I didn't find you."

"The teacher called me to the office to talk about the division of arts and sciences." I had nothing to hide from him, so I just said it straight.

"Have you decided?"

"Science class, just like you."

As if he was very happy, he raised his hand to help me straighten my collar, and said, "I will go to a university with me in the future?"

"It depends on where you go," I retorted him very seriously, "I'm going to the best one. If you do poorly in the exam, I won't give up the university I want to go to because of you."

"You are really sincere," he said with a complaining tone, but his face was relaxed, "you can't even say something nice to coax your brother."

"Coaxing you is your future girlfriend's business." I teased him, but I didn't think he would have a girlfriend in a short time, after all, he was a year older than me, already a third year of high school.

"Hey, I will never have a girlfriend in my life. Don't be happy with Brother Xun."

Look, what I said, Song Dongyang is single.

"Study hard——"

He patted me on the shoulder, walked around me, and started to walk up.

I also took a step and walked down a step.

The sun fell on my feet, and gradually, I couldn't hear his footsteps clearly.

I didn't look back at him, I thought it was just an ordinary, ordinary meeting, but I didn't expect that this would be the last time I saw a normal him for a long time.

The next day, when the weather was fine, I filled out the form for choosing arts and sciences and sent it to the head teacher. He looked down at the form and told me: "Keep away from arrogance and impetuosity, and study hard."

I nodded emphatically.

The reminder bell for exercise between classes rang, and my classmates and I crowded towards the stairs. The goal we entered was a sea of ​​blue and white, all of them were my classmates and friends in school uniforms, but in the blue, I saw There is a touch of red.

It was a tall and beautiful girl, she was wearing a red skirt, her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was unhappy.

I glanced at her, she suddenly raised her head and looked at me, her eyes were not very friendly, so I turned my head back in embarrassment.

Zhang Peng, who was beside me, pushed me forward and said, "It's probably a new transfer, and I don't have a school uniform yet, but you said it's so cold, why does she wear so little, she wants to be beautiful and not afraid of the cold."

"Don't say that about girls."

I said something to Zhang Peng, and he just smiled and changed the topic.

We quickly lined up, stood in our usual positions, and waited for an order from the broadcasting room to disperse us and prepare for exercises between classes.

But we waited for a while, only to find that our teachers carried chairs and tables and moved them to the rostrum, apparently to set up a platform.

"Hey, is there any news that there will be a school meeting today?" Zhang Peng asked me softly.

"No news." I was also very puzzled. Generally, for this kind of school-wide assembly, the table will be arranged in advance, because they have to take care of the senior high school students, and their time is limited, and their teachers can't wait to cancel all the recesses. Give some knowledge points to the students.

It took less than half an hour to set up the countertops, and most of the first and second graders began to chat quietly. The dean of the senior three students brought a few class teachers into the teaching building to communicate with the school leaders, but they came out after a short time , but the complexion is very ugly.

After an hour's delay, the stage was finally set up, and the school leaders came onto the stage one after another. They surrounded a girl in a red dress, who happened to be the one Zhang Peng and I had just seen.

Maybe an excellent senior sister?Came here to give a speech?

Just as I was thinking about this possibility, the headmaster handed her the microphone.

The girl raised the microphone, with a proud smile on her face, she said, "Hi everyone, I'm Ma Feifei, I'm very glad to be transferred to Linshui No. [-] Middle School today..."

Before she could finish speaking, the people below exploded with a "buzz--".

I was also a little angry, so I simply pursed my lips. In the 60-year history of Linshui No. [-] Middle School, no student has ever been so arrogant.

The principal picked up another microphone and urgently controlled the field. He said, "Quiet, what does this sound like?"

We stared at him disappointed and angry.

But he told us about Ma Feifei's experience.

It turned out that Ma Feifei had just won the silver medal in the International Piano Competition, and she was passionate about charity. She was an amazing girl. It seemed to make sense to welcome such an outstanding classmate to join us and use the school assembly.

Ma Feifei seemed not to be affected at all, and continued to introduce herself. She spoke for four to ten minutes, and finally stopped speaking confidently.

The scene instantly became awkward because no one applauded for her.

I don't want to applaud either, she has delayed everyone's time for two hours, if she can't refuse the whole school welcome meeting, at least she can simplify her speech, instead of making her seniors, juniors and future classmates tremble Frozen.

When she introduced herself, I kept bowing my head and reciting words.When she finished speaking, I raised my head to meet her gaze.

She stared at me again, still with that very uncomfortable gaze, from a long distance, which made me feel like I was sitting on pins and needles.

The lengthy meeting was finally over, and we began to return to the classroom one by one according to the class.

When we sat in our own seats in the classroom and unscrewed the bottle cap to drink hot water, the head teacher entered the door with a bit of embarrassment on his face, and behind him was Ma Feifei.

Ma Feifei turned out to be transferred to our class-what kind of luck.

The table behind me, Zhang Peng, poked me on the back and said, "That girl is staring at you, why did you offend her?"

I don't know how I offended her, so I just stopped talking.

The teacher arranged Ma Feifei to the third row by the window, her expression was still not very good, but she opened the book and began to give lectures.

I also opened the notebook and started to take notes. For a while, there was only the rustling of pens across the paper in the classroom.