trivial story

After a short period of coolness at the end of August, another high temperature period is coming. The humidity and temperature rise in parallel, accompanied by the noisy cicadas, which will make people feel distracted.The small-leaved banyan trees around the playground are luxuriant, and the plastic track has a weird smell mixed with sweat, which smells very weird.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the merciless hot sun shone from the left rear of Fengyun. He stood in the far left of the third row, his cheeks were aching from the sun.

The center of gravity moves from left to right, and then from right to left. This is a big test that the majority of young people will face when they enter a new stage of school.He could clearly feel the sweat sliding down his skin. The rough and inferior camouflage uniform was completely airtight, and he felt like he was standing in a small steamer.

Not long after, there was a low scream from behind, and it didn't take to look to know that a girl in the class behind had fainted.

Feng Yun stared at the boy in front of him, there was a hair spin on the top of his head, and the back of his head was slightly... rebellious?This classmate, when the instructor called him Zhang Lin, or Zhang Ling when he called him?The little fat guy on the right is Yu Dashuang, yes, and on the right is, uh, Tao... or Yang?do not remember.

He sighed silently.It has been four days of military training, except for the classmates in my dormitory, I only remember six or seven names, and half of them still only remember the names and faces.

Silently complaining about high school is actually not very interesting.

After the high school entrance examination, the summer vacation dreamed of a dream, and the last few days passed by.After all, apart from reading comics while blowing on the air conditioner at home, I basically didn't do anything.

What a waste of time, Feng Yun thought unwillingly.When it was time to report to the high school, he looked in the mirror to cheer himself up, he was a high school student, he was already an adult!

Shen Fengyun, who considers himself an adult, cannot deal with most of the problems in life with ease like a real adult.Fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys and girls, some of them can chat with each other in one word, and after half an hour, they can go to the cafeteria and the stadium together. Students want to say hello but know how to address each other.

Feng Yun watched the instructor's figure flash past the thin gap left by the students standing straight in front, and slowly swayed to the right.

Judging from the glare of the sun, there should be less than half an hour left before the dissolution.He calmly shifted his weight back to his right foot.

"Shen Fengyun, do you want to eat?" Jiang Xiaoguang asked in a very low voice from behind.

Feng Yun turned his head slightly, glanced out of the corner of his eye at the other party's hand on the seam of his trousers, and replied, "Eat. Shall I go to line up first?"

Jiang Xiaoguang is Fengyun's roommate, with his hair shaved close to his scalp, tall and big, standing in the last row of boys.

"I'll go to line up too and get my bowl." Gao Yiwu on the left whispered.This is another roommate of Fengyun's. The bunk is connected with his. The other students use stainless steel lunch boxes, and he uses two blue and white porcelain bowls.

After a brief exchange, he saw the instructor turn around and come back, standing in front of Shen Fengyun with his hands behind his back, rubbing the turf with the toes of his shoes.

The instructor should also find it quite boring, Feng Yun thought, and lost his mind again with a blank expression.

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, and when it was close to noon, the figures shrank into a ball, leaving only a small black curve at the feet.A local bell rang, followed by continuous brisk music.

At the very beginning, Feng Yun felt that the ringing of the fifth middle school's bell was a bit weird, the first one was very loud, and sometimes the whole playground was quiet, and suddenly there was a surprise attack, which made people tremble in fear.In the past two days, I have completely gotten used to it. I was exposed to the sun under the scorching sun, and there was a sudden thud, like the sound of nature.

After the dissolution, Feng Yun followed Gao Yiwu to the dining hall.

The road was full of high school freshmen in green camouflage, with their belts removed and their coats thrown off, crowding each other through the exit of the playground.

Gao Yiwu was about the same height as Feng Yun, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and his skin was a little fairer than Feng Yun's, who had stayed at home for a summer vacation. Now his left face was also tanned, and he frowned and said nothing.

Fengyun and Gao Yiwu were walking side by side, but slowly fell behind due to the crowds on the road.Gao Yiwu walked to the door of the dining hall and stood on the steps waiting for Feng Yun, with a bad expression on his face.

"Sorry." Feng Yun quickly apologized, he knew that Gao Yiwu was not in a good mood.

Originally, Fengyun’s bunk was facing the air conditioner. When he first arrived, Gao Yiwu offered to swap beds with Fengyun. He was really afraid of the heat—for those who are afraid of heat, military training in summer is simply a nightmare. up.

Jiang Xiaoguang is also prone to heat, and whenever he returns to the dormitory from the outside, he is always sweating profusely.But Jiang Xiaoguang and Gao Yiwu are not the same. When the former returned to the dormitory when he was dizzy from heat, he collapsed on the bed like a dead dog and howled twice. Half an hour later, he went out with a basketball in his arms; Without saying a word, he frowned, compressing his unhappiness onto his face.

Because Fengyun is not sociable, when Gao Yiwu is in a bad mood, he can't help feeling sorry for him, thinking that this roommate has a very mature personality and is covered in invisible pressure.

When the two arrived at the canteen, the teams at several windows had already lined up ten meters away. They chose the two adjacent teams and moved forward slowly with the big team.

After a while, Jiang Xiaoguang came over sweating profusely with a lunch box, followed by Han Lian.

Han Lian has changed into T-shirts and shorts, and looks extra energetic in the swarms of green camouflage.He and Fengyun shared the bed, and they were far away from the small group when they lined up for military training.

"Help me ask for stir-fried beef with celery and shredded cabbage." Han Lian gave Feng Yun two lunch boxes.

Gao Yiwu was still standing next to him with a stinking face, Jiang Xiaoguang politely pushed him out of the line: "I'll line up and I'll line up, you and Han Lian will find a seat."

The cafeteria was full of students in green camouflage, chattering and making noise.When eating, all trivial topics are brought to the mouth:

"Someone in class [-] fainted again today." Jiang Xiaoguang said.

"I know him," Han Lian said after eating twice, "my name is Sun Shiwen."

It’s amazing, Fengyun is chewing cold salad three silks, Sun Shiwen, this name has been heard several times before going to high school-I graduated from the same junior high school, and it is rumored that she is a talented young woman who is good at writing about youth. Confused and bitter, his handwritten notebooks are widely circulated among girls.

"Oh, what does it look like, is it good-looking?" Jiang Xiaoguang asked.

Han Lian followed suit with a smile: "It's pretty, isn't it from the same junior high school as Shen Fengyun, who gave her the nickname 'Sister Pomegranate'."

Feng Yun subconsciously wanted to say, "Ah, I don't know about that", but stopped his words in time, thinking that he might spoil the fun.

The two roommates chatted one after another, Gao Yiwu sat across from Fengyun, and seemed not very satisfied with today's meal, his brows never loosened.

Fengyun read such a story in a magazine. It roughly said that when he was young, he participated in a large meeting and always washed several times every morning. Some participants took advantage of this advantage to seize the opportunity in the follow-up work.

The veracity of the story suspected of being chicken soup is really untestable, but Feng Yun also understands that dealing with people is really a very profound knowledge.Some people are naturally acquainted with others, while others are socially intimidating and struggle to communicate with strangers.He undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

The lunch break passed by in a flash, and in the afternoon, in addition to the routine standing in the military posture, I had to walk forward and again over and over again. The sweaty clothes were sticking to the skin, and there was an illusion of joint stagnation when I moved. Hands and feet and left and right.After finally waiting until the end of the day, I can finally relax a little.

The air conditioners in all the dormitories are always fixed at 26 degrees, and the fan blades swing wildly.After being exposed to the sun, after taking a shower at night, and then letting the air conditioner blow, the stinging on the face became more obvious.Feng Yun looked in the mirror by the sink, there was an obvious hat mark on his forehead, his cheeks were flushed, and there was no sign of peeling.

It happened that Han Lian came out of the shower, saw Feng Yun leaning his face to look in the mirror, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yun turned his head and saw that Han Lian was only wearing a pair of shorts, and his hair was still dripping with water. The water droplets slid down his chest and got wet around the waistband of his trousers.

"My face hurts a bit." He whispered.

Han Lian looked closely at Fengyun: "It's a little red, it's sunburned." He wiped his hair, pulled on his slippers and walked away. After a while, he took something out of the drawer and put it on Fengyun's table, and said, "Here is the sunscreen for you." use."

"You also bought sunscreen?!" Jiang Xiaoguang poked his head out from the upper bunk: "I buy all the sissy things. Show me what the sunscreen looks like first?"

Han Lian didn't take it seriously, and picked it up and handed it to Jiang Xiaoguang: "I met Zhu Ye and Yi Qingqing in the supermarket yesterday, and they said this is good, so be prepared."

Fengyun has an impression of the name Zhu Ye, it seems that when walking in unison, he often makes mistakes, and the instructor always shouts in a drawn-out voice: "Student Zhu Ye, why did you--wrong foot again!" Yi Qingqing's words should be from the classmate another girl.

After studying the sunscreen, Jiang Xiaoguang threw it back on Shen Fengyun's bed, and said with great experience: "Look at me, I tanned my face early in the morning, and now I am immune to all poisons, and I am not afraid at all."

"Is it good to be thick-skinned?" Gao Yiwu flipped through the book without raising his head.

Feng Yun felt that Gao Yiwu should be in a better mood at night.

"Thank you." He said to Han Lian as he climbed the ladder.

Han Lian wiped his head with a towel, and responded casually.

At eleven o'clock, the dormitory supervisor walked along the corridor, calling some energetic students to go to bed quickly, and then turned off the lights.When the teacher on duty that day went around with a flashlight, the entire dormitory building was silent.

Feng Yun rolled on the bed and saw that Han Lian was still texting on the bunk directly opposite. It seemed a little indifferent.

Gao Yiwu's quilts were neatly folded together, and he was still reading a book underneath with a small charging lamp on.There was silence all around, except for Jiang Xiaoguang's gentle breathing.

High school is so boring, 15-year-old Shen Fengyun thought.

He turned around and lay down, put his hands together, closed his eyes and thought silently: the instructor’s surname is Hao, the one standing in front of me in line is called Yu Dashuang, the little fat guy with very light eyebrows, and the one next to him at lunch yesterday was called Jiang Keying, who was very loud. Fan Jing and Zhu Dingyi live in the dormitory next door...