how to chase boys

The leaves of the sycamore trees in the school are falling and falling, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

Yuan Ziyi had a quarrel with her family, and somehow persuaded her mother to send her to the model agency of the bald judge.

She dropped out of high school before her sophomore year.

I met Yuan Ziyi's mother when she came to the school to pick up the withdrawal materials.

At that time, I was helping Lao Qin print out materials in his office. A middle-aged woman opened the door, poked her head in, and asked who was Teacher Qin.

Lao Qin got up from his seat, asked me to move a chair, and then went to the door to bring the woman in, "Ah, hello, you are the parent of classmate Yuan Ziyi."

"Auntie, come and sit here." I moved a chair to Lao Qin's desk and called Yuan Ziyi's mother over.

The heating was already turned on in the office, and Yuan Ziyi's mother rubbed her hands, looking a little cramped, smiled at me, and sat on the chair I brought over.

Her eyes were a little red, and she looked at Lao Qin: "I received a call and came here to get her something."

This is a sad middle-aged woman with chapped fingers and white clay left from making porcelain in the nails.She began to cry as she spoke, "Teacher, what do you say? My child will not go to school until the first year of high school. How will he find a job without a degree in the future?"

"I still have to save money to buy a house for her brother...why is she so ignorant, woo woo woo—"

There were other teachers in the office, and everyone bowed their heads to work tacitly, and no one spoke.

Lao Qin sighed, pulled a tissue and handed it to her, "Parents, wipe away your tears first. As for this child, I have already asked her to understand the situation, and I also asked her classmates to communicate with her."

Lao Qin patted my shoulder and pushed me forward, "Here, this is Yuan Ziyi's deskmate and the monitor of our class."

"throat--"

Yuan Ziyi's mother blew her nose with a tissue, and held my hand with red eyes, "Little classmate, help auntie, help auntie persuade her..."

Her hands are big and rough, and my fingers are held by her, like a few small onion whites hidden in the roots of old trees.

I was suddenly sad too, but there was nothing I could do. Yuan Ziyi's attitude was very firm, and I had a conflict with her because of this.

I think she is ignorant, and she is angry that I don't understand her pursuit.

She was determined to follow the bald head, with a childish and naive fearlessness, as well as expectations for an unknown future.

I can't do anything, and I can't persuade her.

So I could only lower my head in front of Yuan Ziyi's mother and whisper, "I'm sorry, auntie."

Yuan Ziyi's mother cried in the office, venting a middle-aged woman's helplessness in life and compromise with her daughter.

After crying, she still had to bring the materials and leave. Lao Qin asked her to bring Yuan Ziyi to complete the withdrawal procedures before this weekend.

I sent Yuan Ziyi's mother out of the school. When I was about to reach the gate, Yuan Ziyi's mother suddenly stopped, looked at me carefully, and asked me: "You must be good at studying, right?"

I didn't know how to answer, she cried again, "Why is my life so miserable, my husband is shameless, and my children are not sensible, I have to take care of two children..."

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Yuan Ziyi left, and called me out before leaving. We played in the pedestrian street all afternoon and took some dirty photo stickers.

On the fancy and fuzzy photo stickers, Yuan Ziyi and I got together to compare the scissorhands, looking a little silly.

Yuan Ziyi printed many sheets and said she would keep them well.

I was devastated and gave her a hug and asked her if we would see each other again.

"Yes." Yuan Ziyi's eyes sparkled, looking forward to the future: "Uncle Liao said, as long as I can lose weight, I will definitely have the opportunity to become a model."

Uncle Liao is that bald head, whose full name is Liao Gang. I hate that Liao Gang to death. He was the one who fooled Yuan Ziyi away.

At first I thought that Liao Gang was a liar, so I asked my dad to check it out. My dad said that Liao Gang was a scout for an entertainment company called "Century Dragon", not a liar.

He really took a fancy to Yuan Ziyi, and called Yuan Ziyi many times, wanting her to go to their company for training, Yuan Ziyi agreed.

I also feel that Yuan Ziyi is messing around, and I feel that she is really brave.

A beggar was sitting near the machine for making photo stickers. I put my hand in my pocket and walked over, took out the change coins for photo stickers, and threw them into the small bowl in front of the beggar.

A coin fell out of the bowl with a clang.

The older beggar raised his head, his eyes were cloudy, and he thanked hoarsely.

"What should I do?" I looked at the broken bowl on the ground, my nose was a little sore, "Yuan Ziyi, I'm a little sad."

Yuan Ziyi didn't speak, I turned to look at her and found that she was crying.

"Cheng Yueguang," she said with a sob, "you are the best boy I've ever seen, I'm leaving, you must be well."

The tears in my eyes were about to roll out, and I stopped them.

The two of us stood by the street, neither of us spoke.

The pedestrians on the road, the lights in the shop windows by the side of the road, all turned into flickering halos in the silent tears.

After Yuan Ziyi left, I was depressed for a while, feeling that I had lost a good friend.

During that time, I became very clingy. As long as my parents were at home, I would follow them almost wherever they went.

They weren't at home, so I went next door to find Tang shi.

During the holidays, Tang Shi often invited his friends to his house to play. They played games, drank beer, smoked and cursed at others. I just sat in the corner of the sofa with yogurt in my arms and watched them play.

Qi Le sometimes asks me to play games together, but I'm so bad, every time I go to play games, Tang will lose his temper with me, I was yelled at twice by him, and I was so angry that I lost the game controller : "Stop playing!"

"Like playing or not," Tang Shi was also very angry, and angered Qi Le: "He doesn't know how, he's just a pig, what do you let him play, he loses!"

Qi Le is not human inside and out, he smiled dryly, and took the game controller I threw on the ground.He said: "I said, I'm idle anyway, why don't we go hiking."

Tang Shi and I formed a united front in an instant, and said unanimously, "Don't go, I'm exhausted."

Qi Le: "...grass."

Another half month has passed, and the end of the term is coming soon.

This is the final exam of the first semester of high school, and it is related to the grades of the class. Lao Qin attaches great importance to it. Every morning, he will emphasize in the class meeting: "If you want to do well in the final exam, the 'sea of ​​questions' tactic is indispensable."

The papers of various subjects were sent out in piles, and we were bored doing it one by one, as tireless as the workers on the assembly line.

Several teachers quarreled in the office in order to fight for evening self-study. Lao Qin had a conflict with the English teacher because he occupied the English teacher for two periods of self-study, and asked me to help him to seek peace.

After studying like this for a week, I was about to throw up. I dragged Tang Shi to find Qi Le during the Friday holiday, and made an appointment to climb the mountain tomorrow.

Qi Le has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is going there too, and she brought a lot of snacks and a cake, saying it was a picnic on the mountain.

Qi Le's girlfriend is in the third year of high school, one year older than both of us. She studies art and doesn't usually attend classes at school.

Naturally, she couldn't let her take the picnic things. On the weekend morning, Qi Le joined us with big bags and small bags. Tang Shi frowned when he saw the pile of things. For my sake, just treat it as helping me coax my girlfriend."

In this way, on Saturday morning, a group of us went hiking with big bags and small bags.

I also wanted to help carry things, Tang Shi said coolly: "Let's forget it, I'm already short, so what if I'm too tired to grow taller?"

I was so pissed off, I raised my foot to kick him, Tang Shi took advantage of his long legs, distanced himself from me in two or three steps, and continued to laugh at me: "Short legs, I can't kick him."

"Okay." Qi Le held the cake in one hand, and two barrels of drinks in the other, and carried a bulging bag on his shoulders. It didn't look like he was going to climb a mountain, but he looked like he was going for an outing.

He and his girlfriend walked behind us, telling Tang Shi not to bully me.

look!This is what a brother should be like!

I was so disappointed in Tang Shi that I didn't want to talk to him, so I ran to Qi Le and helped him carry a cake.

At the foot of the mountain, there are aunts who sell dandelions and bracken, and many hawkers who sell kites and bubble machines. Qi Le bought a bubble machine for his girlfriend. Tang Shi left for a while and came back with a bubble machine in his hand. With a little red string.

I was standing by to watch someone fly a kite, and when I saw Tang Shi coming over, I asked him why he was there.

Tang shi raised his hand and showed me what he had in his hand.

Only then did I see clearly that there was a grain of cinnabar the size of a soybean tied to the little red string. Tang Shi said that he wanted to wear it for me to ward off evil spirits.

"You still believe this..." I said so, but I still walked up to him and lowered my neck slightly, asking him to put it on for me.

Qi Le took pictures of his girlfriend not far away, reached out to greet us, and asked if we wanted to take a photo together.

"Let's go."

I pulled Tang Shi over, and Qi Le took a photo for us. Tang Shi was standing next to me with a stinky face. I held his arm with one hand, and raised the other hand high, making a gesture of half a smile. Heart.

Just like that, there was another photo on the desk in my room. In the photo, I was smiling foolishly, with many kites and golden mountains behind me.

I'm not good at math, and Lao Qin called me to the office every now and then to give me lectures, and said that I should not be held back by my math grades.

"In this exam, you and the study committee will try to reach the top ten in the province." Old Qin crossed his legs and sipped his tea. "Get me a place to travel to Europe."

"..."

He told me without hesitation that the top ten teachers in each subject in the province will be given a place to travel to Europe. He coveted this place and pinned all his hopes on me and the school committee.

He made me very nervous. After school, I went to Class 140 to find He Antang, and dragged him to complain: "I can't even get [-] points in math. What does Lao Qin think? I want to save ten points." .”

I sat on the seat next to him and flipped through his math paper, and said, "But your words must be fine. Lao Qin said that you are the only one with a perfect score in the mock exam."

"Yeah." He Antang had to stay at school for self-study at night, so he didn't pack his schoolbag.He said: "In the second year of high school, there was a math student named Tang Shi who also got full marks in mathematics. His total score was 3 points higher than mine."

When I heard Tang Shi's name unexpectedly, I almost tore up the test paper in my hand.

You said that bastard Tang Shi didn't study much on weekdays, and I did all the English papers for him, so why did he score so well in the exam.

On the other hand, I was almost throwing up when I was doing the papers, and my math grades still couldn't improve.

I felt a little uncomfortable, and said dryly: "He is not a sophomore in high school, what do you compare with him?"

On the day of the final exam, my dad sent me to school. When I got to the school gate, I became nervous and held my dad's arm and refused to get out of the car.

My dad coaxed me out of the car and gave me a piece of chocolate so that I wouldn't feel pressured. Neither he nor my mother would blame me for failing the exam.

I dawdled, pawing at the car door and not wanting to leave.

A small black BMW stopped at the back door of my dad's car. Wen Chen jumped out of the car with his hair curled up, covered his ears and yelled at the car window: "Got it! I've brought everything! Mom! You go back quickly!" !"

When he saw me after yelling, he smiled happily and came over to put his arms around my shoulders, "What a coincidence, which exam room are you in?"

I told him the examination room number, and said I was nervous.

Wen Chen stretched out his hands and rubbed my face, telling me not to be nervous, "It's okay, just go in and take a stroll, isn't it just an exam!"

Wen Chen's mother got out of the car and twisted his ears: "If you don't learn well yourself, don't let others do it. How did I give birth to such a thing as you?"

This is the first time I have seen Wen Chen's mother. Wen Chen's mother has short hair, except for her slightly dark skin, she is an out-and-out beauty.

She scolded Wen Chen all over her face, and then took my hand with a smile on her face, "You are our classmate of Chenchen, you look so good, come to Auntie's house to play after the exam."

Wen Chen's mother's hands were dry and warm. I was held by her, and I nodded, feeling less nervous.

"Dad," I waved my hand at my dad, "you go back first, don't forget to pick me up."

"Okay," my dad put on his sunglasses, and fisted me childishly, "Come on, son." t