I still don't want to go to school today

For a long time, Xu Zhijian was troubled by "how to get along with others".

At that time, the only girls who were willing to play with Xu Zhimin were girls—at that age, there was no gender awareness, and he never felt that he was fundamentally different from them.The reason why he chooses to play with girls is entirely: Compared with boys, talking to girls makes him feel a little easier.

But it’s not that easy—at the beginning, he tried his best to blend in with them, but he didn’t try any more when he found that such efforts would be ignored, and just quietly hid among them.

From a certain year there was a strange game among them--his vocabulary was limited at the time, and he couldn't say the word "role-playing"--in short, they began to use names that did not belong to them. call.

He soon knew the origin of those names - he found them on the TV series posters at the door of Liu Shantong's bedroom.

The character's name marked under the person.

At that time, almost every local satellite TV was broadcasting this drama. The male lead had the same thick slanted bangs as the female lead, and spoke sticky Mandarin with a Taiwanese accent.

Xu Zhibian memorized every name on the poster carefully.

As the heroine's name, "Anqi" appears most frequently among girls, and it refers to different objects at different times.In other words, more than one girl called herself or was called "Anqi".

Sometimes "Angels" will argue with each other - out of possessiveness, each "Angel" more or less hopes that the name "Angel" can only belong to him.They like to say:

——"Nangong Ya is with me now!"

"Nangong Ya" is the male lead's name, and it is used here to refer to the most popular boy among them, Fu Luojia.

There has always been a discussion like this in the class: "If there is such a person as Nangong Ya in reality, who should he be?"

The information Xu Zhibian got from the poster was very thin, and he believed that "Nangong Ya" was a young man with bangs and a bit feminine appearance.So when they said, "It must be Fu Luojia", he retorted very seriously:

Not like ah.

"Are you super like? They're all handsome and have good grades, and they're all talented—"

"It must be Fu Luojia, he is the class monitor, he is also a study committee member, and his composition is also good."

"I also presided over the flag-raising ceremony!"

"Many girls like it, so it must be him."

He still said no.If they are unhappy, it will never be you!The person An Qi really likes is Nangong Ya, what you say doesn't count!

Then the conclusion was drawn.

On the basis of this conclusion, the discussion about who is Angel is launched.At the beginning, everyone always thought that he was the squadron leader with the best academic performance, and then some people thought that he was the most beautiful class flower, and then some people insisted that he was Fu Luojia's deskmate.Later, some people also took the initiative to call themselves "Anqi", the reason is that "Fu Luojia is in the same group as me in music class/computer class/art class today".

At first he thought it was no big deal.Until one time the squadron leader pulled him aside and secretly said to him: "The new team list has come out, you follow me—you and Nangong Ya are in the same team! Do you want me to use this candy to change seats with you?"

He was about to agree subconsciously, when a thought suddenly flashed through him.

"I don't want... your candy."

"Why! Didn't you look so greedy when we bought it for points?"

Xu Zhibian's face turned red, and his shyness made it even more difficult for him to organize his words.

"On the weekend...I want...you go...I want to go with you too."

The squadron leader looked at him angrily for a while, "As long as you change with me."

That weekend he went out with his classmates for the first time.My sister-in-law just bought a lot of chocolates from Austria, and he stuffed his two pockets to the brim and went out.

But the effect is still not good.They just like chocolate.

They were still talking about Nangong Ya while eating his chocolate.

"His family must be rich, living in a villa with a swimming pool—"

"no……"

He murmured, "I live in the same community as him. I've seen his parents."

Their eyes suddenly became eager: "You live in the same neighborhood as him?!"

"That's right..." He lowered his head in embarrassment.

"You're so lucky, aren't you?"

"My God, I'm so envious! Do you often see him?"

"Very few..."

"If only I could exchange it with you—"

Can be changed.He blinks.What to change?

"Ah... I saw him on the basketball court in the neighborhood." He thought hard, "He should be able to... play basketball."

At that time, if he was smart enough, he should say that he saw Nangong Ya playing basketball there with his own eyes, with a vigorous skill, one against ten.

But this kind of barren description still made them excited, "There is more, there is more", "Go on", "I want to live in your community too!"

"I—" He couldn't speak. "There's nothing else."

They looked away and dropped the chocolate wrappers in their hands.

"cut."

He became flustered all of a sudden, and began to search his memory, finding out many such trivial things as he and Fu Luojia played with sandbags in physical education class.But then he realized it wasn't really "he" and Phroka - it was "them" and Phroka.He was just there, like seven or eight others.

He passed all the scenes in front of his eyes frame by frame and second by second.

Fu Luojia's face was always blurred, and sometimes he was even given a strange thick bang.

In a certain writing class, he made up his mind and finished his homework more than half a class ahead of schedule. He turned his head and carefully looked at the person sitting diagonally behind him.

He said the name "Phraka" silently.

If it can be exchanged.