trivial story

While fishing in the afternoon, Feng Yun got into the horns again and deliberately asked loudly: "Sister, who is Wu Shun?"

Song Zhuru's face was embarrassed, but Song Dingsong said quickly, "Isn't it your sister's object..." Song Zhuru gave him a hard look.

"Who did you listen to?" Song Zhuru smoothed the side hair around Wan's ear.

"You want to go to S city to work with him? Do you like him and will you marry him in the future?" Feng Yun was inexplicably angry.

"What do you like or not?" Song Zhuru looked like that, feeling a little discouraged: "My mother said that I am old, and my grades are not good anyway, I knew that I should go out to work as soon as I graduated from junior high school, so I spent two years in high school for nothing. "

"This is impossible!" Feng Yun said eagerly, the fishing rod in his hand couldn't help shaking, and the ripples on the water surface spread out in circles: "Sister, don't go, isn't it good to be at home?"

Song Zhuru smiled, she is a very delicate girl: "You need money for food and clothing!"

They all want money!

Feng Yun was speechless, and said a little shamelessly: "Then don't hang out with people casually, you work part-time...save some money." He pointed to Song Dingsong: "Like the third brother, rent a shop to do business!"

His eyes were red: "Don't go with nothing, who is this person, I want...I'm going to beat him up!"

This time Song Zhuru smiled, with a sincere smile on her face: "Hey, Yunyun," she poked Fengyun's angry face with her index finger: "Why do you look like a child."

Fengyun's plan to persuade Song Zhuru has come to nothing, he lay on the mat at night, feeling a little depressed.It was dark all around, without the noise of the busy traffic in the city, and there was no sky that was dark red by the night lights and could not see the stars.Once the lights were turned off, nothing could be seen in the room, which made Feng Yun a little anxious.

Grandpa specially gave him a portable flashlight, with a flashlight in the front and a small cover on the back that can be lifted up. On it is a light bulb the size of a little fingertip. The wattage is very low, and it can be regarded as a miniature desk lamp.Feng Yun turned it on and placed it under the bed, so that the room could barely be dimly lit, but it still didn't affect falling asleep.The night was so late that only the sound of worms remained, accompanying him to sleep unrelentingly.

In the end, Fengyun failed to fulfill his wish to fight the rumored Wu Shun. A week later, he was sent by his grandfather to the side of the road for a ride back like a big bag when he came here—he had salted duck eggs, bacon, honey, and peanuts on his back , Dried mushrooms, etc. Everything grandma can think of "the bad things in the city are all flavors, pigments and preservatives".

And Song Dingsong's store has already opened, a round of firecrackers was set off on the opening day, and the door is covered with shredded red paper; Song Zhuru is about to bid farewell to her hometown and go south to a strange place to earn money for what her mother called "food and clothing".

As soon as the new semester started, the dormitory group was broken up—Gao Yiwu went to the liberal arts class, and Jiang Xiaoguang was reassigned with the dormitory because he failed to stay in the first echelon of science.

Feng Yun looked at the assignment sheets pasted at the door of the dormitory one by one, and was relieved when he saw that Han Lian was still in the same room as him.

One of the new roommates is Fan Jing, who was in the same class before, and the other is Wang Xinxin, who was assigned from another class. Feng Yun walked in and greeted them and packed up things by himself. Han Lian’s bunk was still vacant, so he took the time to send a message: " We are still in the same room, in 417."

Almost immediately after sending it, I received a reply: "Understood. I will be there in 10 minutes."

Feng Yun wiped down the bed frame, railing and desk, and cleaned it for Han Lian by the way.Wang Xinxin leaned over to look at the teaching aids bought by Fan Jing: "I haven't bought them yet. I don't know what the teachers in your class like to use. Last year, I bought Wang Houxiong..." The two seemed to be in agreement.

When Han Lian came, he slammed the door open, with an anxious expression on his face: "It's so hot, what do you learn in this weather."

Sure enough, the next sentence was: "Fengyun hurry up and lend me your homework."

In the end, it was Han Lian who was making the bed, and Feng Yun sat and copied the multiple choice questions for him.

"There's no need to deliberately choose the wrong ones," Han Lian said, "There are too many homework assignments during the summer vacation, so I won't check them carefully."

"I know." Feng Yun copied down five words at a time without raising his head.

"Does your class also copy homework?" Wang Xinxin asked.

Your class, your class, Feng Yun complained in his heart.

Fan Jing went out to fetch water, but no one in the room responded to him, so he didn't feel embarrassed: "I know you, Han Lian. I used to play ball with people from our class in physical education class."

Han Lian was busy putting on the quilt, and the student bed was narrow, so it was very difficult to use it, so he hummed absently.

"My parents are very happy that I can join you." Wang Xinxin said with a smile, saying that the teachers in your class are the best group in the whole grade.

Feng Yun stood up, the stool made a loud noise, he said to Han Lian, "Don't rush to put on the quilt, it's still hot, put on the cool quilt first, and change after the National Day."

"Oh." Han Lian failed in the struggle with the quilt cover. This is when he came to his senses and began to tear it apart again: "That's right, I'm dizzy from the heat."

He looked at Fengyun, refolded the quilt and put it in the cabinet: "I haven't bought my toothbrush and towel yet, can I go to the supermarket, can I buy ice cream?"

When the two left the dormitory, Han Lian lifted the hem of his T-shirt to fan the wind: "What's wrong with you, are you unhappy?"

Feng Yun answered irrelevantly: "Who do Yiwu and Xiaoguang live with?"

Han Lian knew that he was not used to changing roommates, and patted him on the head with a smile: "It's okay, let's return the room."

Fengyun felt a little happy again.

I didn't expect to meet more new classmates than two new roommates.Senior high school admissions are ranked according to the results of the senior high school entrance examination, and the ranking changes in the first year of senior high school, half of the whole class is replaced, and there are strange and excited faces everywhere.

Meng Fei, who was at the same table as Feng Yun, was still there, and stubbornly took the original seat first, and helped Feng Yun to occupy the seat next to him: "Shen Fengyun, lend me your physics paper."

Meng Fei knew how to choose from the pile of materials that Feng Yun poured out.

The first week was another round of tedious self-introductions.

The difference is that this time Fengyun doesn't need to work hard to remember the names of his classmates. Those new classmates who come in will always know each other after a long time. He feels in his heart that he already has enough friends, both in study and in life. On a stable track, he will not panic because of partial changes. Of course, there are also short-term discomforts, but it no longer makes him nervous like when he was just in high school.

In the morning reading the next day, as soon as Feng Yun entered the door, he noticed that many students in the class were absent-minded, and the deliberately lowered voice of communication was mixed in the morning reading. Meng Fei covered half of his face with his English textbook: "Shen Fengyun, there is big news, can you listen to it?" .”

"Listen." Feng Yun obediently pretended to be listening.

"The politics teacher from class [-] and class [-] used to know, the one who always wears a gray suit and has greasy hair."

"I know." It was a male teacher in his early forties, who had helped lead the class's political class since then.

"A parent came in the morning, found him and beat him up, and Hao Dejun even helped break the fight!"

"Ah?!" Feng Yun also covered his face with an English book: "Where did you type it? Why?"

Meng Fei's chin moved out a little: "At the door of the teacher's office, there are many teachers watching. Don't you think it's shameful."

"Why did you hit him?"

At this time, Meng Fei showed a disgusted and contemptuous expression on his face: "Last night when the self-study class was over, he kept a few students, saying that they failed the weekly exam, and then let them go one after another, leaving only the students in Class Nine. A girl... that girl's house was found in the morning, tsk tsk, tell me!"

Feng Yun's eyes widened: "Where's that person from class nine? What's wrong with her?"

Meng Fei said: "I heard that they didn't come to class today, and I don't know what happened to them last night. They didn't dare to fight back when they were beaten today."

A new classmate in front of Feng Yun who hadn't remembered his name also turned around and said, "I used to be in Class [-], a greasy old pervert. I used to like to call students to the office, and every time I would call a group of them over, and then Let the man go first."

"Is there no other teacher in the office?" Another student was shocked.

The classmate transferred from class three said: "Sometimes yes, sometimes not. Oh, he's such a wretched man, there's no one in class three or nine who doesn't hate him."

As the English teacher came in, the sound of reading in the teacher gradually became louder.

Two weeks later, the original math teacher in the class went out to study, and a skinny old man with a goatee mustache came to take the class. Feng Yun was not used to it at the beginning, and always felt that his lectures were cloudy and unpredictable. , I couldn't help worrying about whether I didn't learn well, and why the more I listened to mathematics, the more confused I became.I didn't expect that when I communicated with the students around me, everyone felt the same way.

Hou Bingtian in the front row curled his lips again—now that Fengyun has already recognized all the new students—he said with great disdain: "Yangbeard is playing tricks, I went back and asked my brother, and many of the things he said were beyond words. That's it, I skipped and talked like this on purpose, so that we can think he's amazing!"

Fengyun doesn't know if the goat beard is strong or not, but the math class is hard for all to see. Fortunately, there is only one month before the original math teacher will be back.

After the evening self-study was over, Fengyun helped Wu Shuke lock the door before going into the dormitory.The two new roommates I changed this semester seem to never know how tired they are, and they always have to fight with the small lamp until one o’clock at night, but they are extraordinarily frizzy, always making a lot of noise, drinking water for a while, and moving for a while Stool, the two of them will discuss the topic in a while.

In the past, Gao Yiwu also worked night shifts, and went to bed before twelve o'clock without any movement, and there was very little movement.

It was like this again that night, Feng Yun felt like he was being fed mint in his mind, he heard Wang Xinxin looking for something in the drawer, found it and slapped it on the table, and then the drawer pulleys slid, and he started to flip through the book page by page , I don’t feel it during the day, but it’s quiet around at night, and the sound of flipping books is particularly obvious.

Feng Yun turned over, touched his phone to check the time, it was [-]:[-], he stared at the dark ceiling, smacked his lips and said, "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Oh," Fan Jing was still scribbling: "It's still a little bit short, I'll solve it soon."

Feng Yun opened his eyes and waited for them to sleep, feeling very irritable.It was so easy to wait for the two of them to lie on the bed. Within a few minutes, there was a uniform snoring sound in the darkness.

Feng Yun was really speechless now.