Senior Class Three

Zhao Shuwen walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, walking slowly as usual, half an hour's journey from school to home, dawdling for an hour, and walked less than 1 kilometer.

The coldest period of winter has passed, and spring has come, and everything is revived.She reached into her pocket and took out a one-yuan coin. This coin was no different from an ordinary coin, round and old. Upon careful observation, the engraving was stained with black dirt.Holding the coin in the palm of my hand, it feels cold to the touch.

Stand under the tree, close your eyes and feel the breath of coins.The burning heat in the palms slowly spread to the heart and even the whole body. The spring cold dissipated, her body became warm, and her tense nerves relaxed.

The scene of meeting him was outlined in my mind.

Those eyes that were as bright as the sun and stars lingered in his heart and could not be lingered.

She didn't know his name.The only thing related to him is her memory and the coin in her hand.

"What are you thinking about?" Chu Xinwu patted Zhao Shuwen's old schoolbag, and jumped out from behind her.

He followed Zhao Shuwen all the way, and it was normal for her to walk on the overpass, not as weird as the first time he met her.It's just that she always stops and starts, thinking about problems after a while, and he, who is very curious, plans to find out.

"It's so ugly." Zhao Shuwen kept his composure, put the coins away, and blurted out to Chu Xinwu's face.

The weather in February has not completely receded the winter cold, the exhaled air liquefies when it is cold, and the white air rises and disperses.In the severe cold season, Chu Xinwu wore a thin Nanmo school uniform outside. Fortunately, she wore a gray twist-shaped scarf around her neck so that she would not freeze into a popsicle.

Looking up from the clothes, his face is like a thick watercolor painting.His fair skin is red and green, blending with each other, the colors are colorful, and there is a sticker of his own head on his forehead, which no longer shows his original outstanding appearance.

"I also think it's ugly." Chu Xinwu said, "In this way, you shouldn't hate me!"

Before school, Wang Ruohan, the class monitor, introduced his classmates one by one.Needless to say, Cheng Jing Ma Muzhi's green plum, he was deeply impressed by Wang Ruohan.Wang Ruohan is always accompanied by a fierce-looking person——Zhang Yongqiang.Chu Xinwu was informal and used to being casual, she accidentally put on Wang Ruohan's shoulder, but Wang Ruohan didn't mind, but Zhang Yongqiang suddenly lost control and grabbed his hand, almost crippling him.

He asked Zhang Yongqiang's subordinates to show mercy, but Zhang Yongqiang never listened to him, the strength of his subordinates increased rather than decreased.Wang Ruohan couldn't bear it and hurriedly stopped him.

Wang Ruohan's help made the situation worse. Zhang Yongqiang suddenly had some kind of illness, his eyes were bulging, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, like a wolf waiting for an opportunity to chew on his claws.

Wang Ruohan hugged Zhang Yongqiang's arm, Zhang Yongqiang grabbed Chu Xinwu's hand, and Chu Xinwu put the other hand on Wang Ruohan's back.The three of them formed a closed circle and were at a stalemate. No one planned to let go for a while.

"Our family Ruohan is not something you can touch." Zhang Yongqiang squinted his eyes dangerously, "Let go!"

Chu Xinwu said: "You let it go first."

Zhang Yongqiang said, "You are courting death."

Wang Ruohan said: "Brother Qiang, he has no malicious intentions."

"Ruohan, let me go. I'll cut off one of his hands first."

"Wait a minute." Ma Muzhi and Qingmei came together, and Qingmei begged Ma Muzhi to help, and he acted as a peacemaker reluctantly, "I'll count one, two, three, you let go together."

Qingmei ran to Chu Xinwu's side, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Brother Wu, Zhang Yongqiang is ill, please let the monitor go."

Chu Xinwu lowered her head, brushed Qingmei's black and soft hair at the corner of her mouth, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"

Qingmei said: "I don't know. In the classroom last winter, he said he had a myocardial infarction. After New Year's Day, he said he had a migraine. Today it may be anxiety and mania."

Chu Xinwu: "..."

Zhang Yongqiang looked at Ma Muzhi, "Why do you listen to me?"

Ma Muzhi saw that Qingmei and Chu Xinwu were interacting happily, and the smile on his face widened, "You give up one of his hands first, and I will pay for the medical expenses."

Chu Xinwu exclaimed: "The one surnamed Ma..."

"Don't worry, I won't give you a penny of the work-related injury fee." Ma Muzhi pulled Qingmei and straightened his hair. He pulled out Qingmei's hair touched by the corner of Chu Xinwu's mouth, took the scissors that Ada handed over, and clicked After a click, the strands of hair fell out. He smiled contentedly, and fiddled with Ome's hair twice, stirring the longer hair on the top of the head to cover the shorted place.

He embraced Qingmei's waist, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't get too close to him from now on."

These words were too lethal, Qingmei shrank her neck in fright, her back went numb.Fortunately, just cut the hair, not the important parts.

Seeing Ma Muzhi and Qingmei love each other, Chu Xinwu snorted disdainfully.He let go of Wang Ruohan, begging as if surrendering: "I let go."

Zhang Yongqiang said: "It's too late."

"What do you want?"

"Use your face to draw." Zhang Yongqiang let go of his hand, and seeing this, Chu Xinwu ran away.Zhang Yongqiang chased after him with strides, grabbed his gray twist-shaped scarf, and forcibly dragged back Chu Xinwu who was rushing forward with all his strength.

Zhang Yongqiang was aggressive and domineering, dragged him to Zhang Xiangxiang's seat, picked up the largest flat watercolor brush on the table, dipped it in green watercolor paint, and roughly brushed and swiped on his face. The paint was spread evenly, and the brush extended into the other Paint square box, pick up the pen and sway to create famous paintings again.

Chu Xinwu wailed: "Boss Ma, save me."

"Brother Qiang, he's a big star, he relies on his face to make a living." Wang Ruohan stabilized his wrist.His face was pale, beads of sweat rolled on his cheeks, his chest heaved up and down, a fishy sweetness rushed from his throat, he covered his mouth, and his body trembled slightly.In a blink of an eye, he coughed violently, his voice was like thunder, as if he wanted to cough up his entire lung.

"Ruohan, do you have a cold?" Zhang Yongqiang dropped his pen and touched his forehead, the hot touch made him dizzy.

The opening ceremony was only rained for more than [-] seconds, why did I still catch a cold?

Wang Ruohan was sick, coughing and out of breath, he was hunched over, weak, "Brother Qiang, don't, don't bully your classmates."

"I'm just... just." Zhang Yongqiang couldn't speak, his voice was hoarse: "I'll take you to the infirmary."

Carrying Wang Ruohan on their backs, the two left the classroom.Wang Ruohan put down his right hand that had been covering his mouth, black blood sprayed from the palm of his hand, part of the blood penetrated between the five fingers, looming.

Wang Ruohan said, "Brother Qiang, I want to go to the bathroom first."

"There are toilets in the infirmary."

"Can't hold back."

"..."

Chu Xinwu wanted to wipe her face, but Ma Muzhi smiled, "Don't wipe it, save it until tomorrow."

"Boss Ma, are you being too cruel to your employees? I didn't help at all just now. I'm a public figure, which affects my image and your money."

Ma Muzhi pulled out Zhang Xiangxiang's chair, pressed Qingmei's shoulder, and motioned him to sit down.He sat down on Wang Ruohan's seat by himself, propped his chin lazily, "I know where He Shuwen is."

"Where is she?" Chu Xinwu suddenly approached.He once asked Ma Muzhi to help inquire about He Shuwen's news. After five and a half years of inquiring, Ma Muzhi's answer was that his whereabouts were uncertain.

"Nanmo High School."

"I know." Chu Xinwu was so impatient that she almost touched Ma Muzhi's face, "Be more specific."

"Put it on your face." Ma Muzhi handed him a big head sticker.On the sticker, Chu Xinwu's handsome and suave face, with one eye open and the other closed, directly touches people's hearts and souls.Not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, he obediently tore off the release paper and stuck it on his forehead obediently.

Ma Muzhi said: "I don't want to tell you again."

"You, you don't..." Chu Xinwu was so angry that she dared to tease him?He wanted to say Ma Muzhi that you are shameless.However, he didn't have the guts to say it out, Ma Muzhi's heart is very small, if he is offended, he will not only use his face for painting, but may use it for carving.

"What do I have?" Ma Muzhi was gentle and gentle, smiling harmlessly, "I'm shameless? I'm boring? Hmm? I've done even more shameless and boring things. For example, five years ago, I already found out the whereabouts of He Shuwen. "

"You, you..." You liar, you are a big liar.

Chu Xinwu had nowhere to vent her anger, jumped three feet high, inserted her hands into her hair, and scratched her scalp continuously, like millions of lice biting flesh and blood.He walked back and forth more than a dozen times, unable to suppress the anger in his heart, and cursed: "You are shameless. I ask you to help find her. Why do you keep hiding it from me? You are a big liar."

"Find her, what can you do?" Ma Muzhi said, "Can you protect her? Stay and fly with her?"

"I can protect her." Chu Xinwu said, "I have become a big star, and I still have endless money. I can give her what she wants."

Ma Muzhi sighed, "It seems that I have protected you too well these past few years."

"...you are afraid that my dating will affect your family's money, and I don't need your protection." Because I have been friends with Ma Muzhi since childhood, in the entertainment industry, Ma Muzhi's father takes good care of him, and he is not stingy with high-quality film and television resources. , often took him to various banquets held by celebrities, and met many noble people.Advertisement endorsement fees are soft, although Ma Mu's House earns more.It is undeniable that Ma Muzhi was really kind to him, and he was grateful from the bottom of his heart, but why did he lie to him for five years?

The relationship between the two was tense, Qingmei separated them, "Brother Wu, don't be angry with Muzhi, he is for your own good."

"He's my boss, how dare I be angry with him? If I'm fired, it's too late to cry."

Ma Muzhi hooked Qingmei's waist with his long hands, and gently moved her. Qingmei threw her face towards his chest. The elegant and fragrant fragrance on her body seemed to have the effect of calming the nerves. He said unhurriedly: "Chu Wu, you say I'm a liar, don't you?"

"..." Chu Wu is Chu Xinwu's real name.Chu Xinwu is just his stage name, which was taken by Ma Muzhi.Ma Muzhi seldom calls him by his real name. If he calls him Chu Wu, it must mean that Ma Muzhi is unhappy.

"Why did you mislead Qingmei? Let him always treat me as a brother? You know that I have liked him for six years, and you have misled him for six years. Think about it, which of us is sorry for the other?"

The green plum in Ma Muzhi's arms visibly trembled a few times, Chu Xinwu pointed at Qingmei, and urgently needed to express something, Ma Muzhi interrupted: "I know what you do, I don't need Qingmei to tell me. By the way, the new song you completed recently , the title of the song is "Same Table", not "Confidentiality".

"You, are you following me?"

"I'm protecting Ome's idol."

"..."

"Your face looks very good. Keep it until tomorrow. Maybe I'm happy. I'll tell you who He Shuwen is in two days."

"..."

"..." Zhao Shuwen said to Chu Xinwu, "What's the use of being good-looking. I hate good-looking men the most." Did he deliberately dress up ugly in order not to make her hate him?

Chu Xinwu was at a loss, staring at the tall buildings in the distance, "It seems that you just simply hate men."

"You are wrong."

"What's wrong."

"I don't hate Cheng Jing, Ma Muzhi, Li Youmao and Wang Ruohan in my class."

Chu Xinwu suddenly realized, "I understand, you like people with good grades and good looks."

The four people she mentioned, together with her, happened to be the top five people in the third year of Nanmo High School, and the four boys were all good-looking.His grades are not good, no wonder she hates herself.

"I don't like them, nor do I hate them." Zhao Shuwen said, "The four of them are my competitors."

"..." Sure enough, she was a nerd, Chu Xinwu said, "What about me?"

"You have nothing to do with me."

"..."

When Zhao Shuwen came home, there was the sound of pots and pans falling from the kitchen, followed by his parents scolding each other. It was like a fierce discussion contest.The two sides yelled at each other's lifeblood, apparently forgetting that it was dinner time.

The guy who ate was ruined to rubbish, and today's dinner was saved again.Zhao Shuwen locked the door, took out the one-yuan coin that he carried with him, and yelled wildly outside the door, singing: "You come to my side, blowing the wind and sand off your face. I see your face, full of spring flowers... "