Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

In the blink of an eye, half a semester has passed, and the psychological activity class that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time has finally arrived.

In the same classroom, Teacher Wang prepared a box of blindfolds: "Everyone can see what is in this box. We will play a game in this class. Two people will form a team, and one will act as a blind person." She took out a blindfold Shaking: "The other one plays the role of a deaf-mute."

"Two people in a group, your partner is what you found last semester."

"After all, the students are not really deaf, so I wronged the students who acted as blind people not to speak. You can communicate in ways other than speaking."

The students below looked at each other to digest the rules, and she took out another stack of silk scarves: "Come on, the students who play the role of the blind come up first, and I will put blindfolds on you."

She personally tied silk scarves and blindfolds for the "blind people" to make sure they couldn't see, and then asked their deaf-mute friends to lead them away.

Before Qiu Zhen's leg healed, he took the initiative to become a blind person.

Teacher Wang put on the blindfold for him, then took his hand and handed it to Bi Xia: "This is your blind friend, you have to take care of it."

Qiuzhen: "..."

He wore hair accessories, and he heard Bi Xia laughing.

"Okay, I'm going to take you out next. There are many obstacles during this period. Everyone has to take care of each other, but you can't talk."

Teacher Wang took them out and down the stairs. Exclamations came from the corridor from time to time. Teacher Wang emphasized again: "Take care of your little friends, but don't talk."

It was just going downstairs, Qiu Zhen was very relaxed, his eyes were dark, he followed Bi Xia all the way down, and soon reached the first floor.

Not long after he walked out, a hand suddenly covered the back of his head.Bi Xia exerted force with his hands, signaling him to bow his head. This place is a bit short, and most girls can pass directly, but boys need to bow their heads.

There are high and low obstacles ahead. Teacher Wang led the students in front of him. They crossed the roadblocks in various ways. Some stopped to write in the palms of their friends, and some walked forward in small steps, trying to let the students realize that There are obstacles ahead, and some even directly lift their companions up and down.

Bi Xia took Qiu Zhen's hand and put it on his shoulder. When he let go, his hand was held. He tried to struggle, but Qiu Zhen didn't seem to understand his intention, and still held onto it.

He patted him lightly with the other hand, Qiu Zhen still didn't know what to do.

Bi Xia: ...

He finally realized what was wrong, looked up, and sure enough, Qiu Zhen was all smiles, and he stopped struggling at all.

After a while, Qiu Zhen had had enough of playing, he lightly hooked his palm as if to please him, then let go, and obediently followed him across a roadblock.

Going forward, Qiu Zhen could feel the changes in the surrounding light even if he was wearing a blindfold. They should have gone outside.

The people in front stopped one after another, and Teacher Wang said: "Okay, after walking for a while, everyone should be familiar with it, then come to me to get the task card, two people, complete the task, and go back to the mental activity room Find me. I won't follow you anymore, don't talk."

Bi Xia glanced at the task, one person picked a loquat from the tree next to the basketball court, it was not difficult to pick the loquat, but how to get Qiu Zhen to pick the loquat was the hard part.

Qiu Zhen couldn't see, so he could only guess based on his general feeling. They should be walking towards the playground. What are they going to do in the playground?

The person in front stopped suddenly, and he also stopped, and his hand was once again lifted and placed on Bi Xia's shoulder.

Next, the ground under his feet was no longer solid concrete but soft grass. In the darkness, his sense of hearing and smell seemed to be infinitely magnified. He heard the friction between the soles of his shoes and the grass, and smelled the aroma of green grass.

They probably stopped under a tree, and he felt that the light outside was a little darker.

Qiu Zhen didn't know what their mission was until now, and now his little friend left him where he was, not knowing what to do.

Bi Xia circled around the loquat tree. The tree was very tall, but there were also low-growing loquats. If Qiuzheng hadn't been blindfolded, this task would have been easy for them, and now he needed to guide him.

He chose a loquat with a suitable position and good quality, and took Qiu Zhen's hand to touch it. Qiu Zhen felt that he had touched something cold, and then Bi Xia let go of his hand and put his hand on the back of his hand On, make a fist lightly.

Qiu Zhen followed his strength, closed his palms, and he held the small loquat in his hand, and Bi Xia grabbed his wrist and pressed down hard.

They stood very close, and for the convenience of movement, Bi Xia stood behind Qiu Zhen. He was slightly shorter than Qiu Zhen, and he was standing on tiptoe, with one hand in front of him, as if he was half-embracing the person in front of him.

Qiu Zhen couldn't see anything, but he could guess their posture by his sense of touch. They should be very close now, and he could touch Bi Xia's face as soon as he turned his head, but he couldn't know the exact location. The faces were very close yet seemed far away, this realization made him a little nervous.

Qiu Zhen didn't make a move for a long time, Bi Xia was a little puzzled, he exerted force on his hand, his body inevitably leaned forward slightly, a leaf fell, across Qiu Zhen's cheek, he avoided in the opposite direction.

Qiu Zhen felt something soft brush his cheek.

He froze.

Bi Xia didn't expect this to happen either, he held his breath and went to see Qiu Zhen's reaction, Qiu Zhen was stunned for a while, and then seemed to finally react, and picked off the loquat.

Bi Xia lowered his eyes and told Qiu Zhen to stay where he was while he went to pick the loquats.

Behind him, Qiu Zhen touched his cheek, imagined the scene just now, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, took a deep breath, suppressed the weird feeling in his heart, and told himself that it was an accident.

Was it really an accident?He was blindfolded, but Bi Xia was not.

After picking the loquats and returning the same way, Teacher Wang took the task card and the loquats and announced that the task was completed: "Untie it for him."

Qiuzhen finally saw the light again.

Teacher Wang returned the loquat to them with a smile: "Keep it for yourself, chat for a while and wait for other students to come."

Qiu Zhen was holding a loquat in his hand, and he remembered the warm and cool hand of his deskmate covering the back of his hand, and the soft touch that lingered in his mind just surfaced again.

"You...just now..." He stammered and couldn't make a sentence, Bi Xia looked at him sideways, waiting patiently.

Qiu Zhen felt that he was thinking too much, saying that Bi Xia kissed him secretly, he himself thought it was funny, it was impossible.

And if it was an accident, then in terms of his sexual orientation, Bi Xia must be more concerned than him, so he should not mention it, just pretend nothing happened.

"The task just now was to pick two loquats?"

Bi Xia seemed to have finally gone to court but couldn't wait for the verdict, not to mention being disappointed but fortunate.There will be plenty of opportunities in the future, and this was just an accident. That's fine, next time, he will be fully prepared.

"One person picks one loquat."

"We honestly didn't say a word, and we don't know how others are."

Qiu Zhen had already started to find something to say, Bi Xia glanced at his leg: "The plaster cast can be removed this week."

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it. I can finally get rid of this thing. If I don't dismantle it, I will be moldy."

The fact is that even if it is dismantled, it cannot be played freely. The plaster that has been applied for more than a month needs to be rebuilt slowly, and strenuous exercise is not allowed.

Morning exercise has been delayed for a long time, and he started to get up early as soon as the cast was removed, but he couldn't run with Bi Xia, so he brought a balance bike.

Bi Xia ran in front, and Qiu Zhen followed slowly on a balance bike. There was no morning exercise for a month, and the campus looked different. Simply put, the trees were greener, the dawn was earlier, and the flowers bloomed differently. batch.

It is already May.

There is less than a month before the college entrance examination, and the senior three students are entering the final sprint stage, and the sound of reading can already be heard in the classroom at six o'clock.

During this time of year, the school leaders will take turns staying at the school on duty in order to deal with various emergencies. This week it is Director Gao's turn.

He got up early, and when he came out of the cafeteria, he saw a student floating from a distance. When he got closer, he realized that he was not floating, but was riding a balance bike.

Balancing car? !

The school ordered to prohibit the use of any means of transportation, what is going on with this classmate.

A little closer, Director Gao found out that he still knew this classmate, it was Qiu Zhen.

It's Qiuzhen again.

"Come to my office after self-study early."

Qiuzheng's last review on gang fights in the basketball court was hung up there for two weeks and he was busy, and it wasn't long before he took it down, and he had to write a new one.

This time he wrote it with his left hand. He wrote whatever he thought of, and when he managed to make up enough words, he went to the administrative building to hand over a job.

Director Gao accepted his review, raised his eyes, and prepared to study it carefully, but this word is too magical to understand.

He returned the manuscript paper to Qiuzhen again: "You read it to me."

Qiuzhen: "..."

Qiu Zhen then began to read aloud with his voice and emotion. It was difficult for him to look at the words, and he didn't have Bi Xia's memory.

In the end, he had already thought of something to say: "This balance bike is pretty easy to use. In fact, I originally wanted to use the skateboard that my deskmate gave me, but I tried it and found that it is also considered strenuous exercise. Helps me recover..."

Director Gao suddenly glanced at the time, then looked up at him again: "One thousand characters, can you read for six minutes?"

He still remembered the manuscript paper he saw just now, a manuscript paper with [-] grids, which happened to be written on the tenth line of the third sheet. Many of them had a single word and a full stop on a single line, and occasionally there were two long black lines. Ink print.

It was eight hundred.

Qiuzheng: ...

He was going to find an excuse to come back, for example, who to change in the process of reading the review? But he realized his mistake, so he reflected again.

For another example, he felt that the review was not good enough, so he temporarily revised it, and all good articles were revised.

Before he could figure out what excuse to use, his rescuer came.

Bi Xia came over with a stack of materials and asked Director Gao to sign: "This is the mental health care activity plan for May."

This event is held every year, aiming at caring for the mental health of senior high school students and relieving their stress. The activities are different every year, but they are similar, and one of them must be the large dolls in the square.

Director Gao read it roughly and then signed it. This document is usually signed by the principal's office, but it can also be sent to him.

Bi Xia took it because he was at the same table and proud of his student's face, Director Gao was very willing to give it.

He pointed to the few manuscript papers and said to Qiu Zhen: "You don't even know what to write, let alone others. Print it out and paste it on the bulletin board, and send the electronic manuscript to me."

Looking at his own words, Qiu Zhen felt his eyes hurt, so he might as well write a new one.

But he said yes, no problem, and exited the office with Bi Xia.

Going to rub the computer in the student union office again.