The sun is coming

Su Shangwu kept getting news from all over the world. He traveled to many places, doing small business, walking, doing business, and walking again.He said he has found his purpose and may soon achieve it.

Su Shangwen is still obsessed with her dream of being a writer, and her superficial life experience finally made her understand that it is difficult to write thought-provoking and touching works without the accumulation of life.Holding the world's famous classics, Shang Wen, who is elegant every day, begins to study for exams with disheveled hair, hoping to get the opportunity to study abroad at public expense.After getting busy, there is less time to go home.

Su Jianzhi's unit has a new house divided into six people, three bedrooms and one living room, very spacious.Not to mention that the eldest son and daughter don't come back often, even if they come back, there is no need to adopt the method of men and men sharing the same bed, and women and women sharing the bed.The old man is still in good health, and his son and daughter-in-law are busy with work, so he slowly cleans up the new house.They don't hire workers, and they apply the cement and white ash bit by bit, leaving the roof for their son.

Shang Zhe's high school life was not very exciting.It's high school, and many people are already over eighteen and half adults.Su Shangzhe still didn't want to be caught in the middle with his tall head, he really looked like a primary school student.In high school, hormones stimulated the acne on the faces of many boys and girls.Every day when Su Shangzhe glanced at the pimples at the same table and grinned, his heart twitched.

Acne did not patronize the obedient Su Shangzhe, he was still fair and innocent.But because of this, after getting rid of the nickname of "little white face", he gained another nickname - white bean curd.

Another consequence of the hormone surge is that we all start to crave love.There are more and more combinations of men and women on the road.They didn't hold hands either, but they were walking on the road together, no matter how you looked at it, they were full of adultery.Shu Jie, who has white skin and stylish clothes, is named the class flower and becomes the lustful object of all the horny boys in the class.Whether it's class or get out of class, as long as you have the heart, you will find that there are so many pairs of hot eyes watching her direction.

Sometimes Su Shangzhe wonders, does a man's gaze really have a beauty effect?The more attention she receives, the brighter and brighter that Shu Jie will be.

Su Shangzhe didn't make any friends of the same sex that he was comfortable with, and Sun Xiaobing had a relatively close relationship with him.Because the high school campus is in another district, riding bicycles to and from school every day becomes a group of people.Sun Xiaobing and him were caught in the middle, occasionally talking about study, but it seemed that there was not much to say.

Su Shangzhe is very busy, he is busy thinking about many important issues——

Why hasn't Dahei come back yet?Where is his hometown?Did he not come back after living in the country?Is he going to marry a wife?Did that cousin bully him?

Where did my brother go again?Is the outside world really that wonderful?Is my brother's life hard?

Has my sister's novel not been published yet?It doesn't matter if you don't publish it, or let her lower her noble head a little bit.

Grandpa coughed last night, and grandpa doesn't like to take a bath anymore, which made him feel like he was bitten by insects last night.

Oh, big black...

One street away from No. [-] Middle School is a dance hall, and next to it is a roller skating rink.Su Shangzhe organized ice skating in his class, so he took a look at the appearance of the dance hall out of curiosity.Bright red and green lanterns, beautiful women with curly curls holding the hands of men in leggings, posing in dancing poses.

The song and dance halls replaced the underground dances (night dances organized by the young people themselves) that were once seized by the public security bureau, and entered the life of citizens.This kind of thing, which is already full of vitality and temptation, has always been very attractive to high school students who are already curious.Squad leader Zhao He, as the eldest in age and official position in the class, with mature masculine signs and a sudden increase in hormones, all clamored, I want women, I want to pick up girls!Zhao He first suggested that everyone go to the ballroom for a dance. He said that as a group of high school students after the reform and opening up, they should be full of exploration spirit and accept new things faster than the older generation.Of course, you pay for the tickets yourself, one yuan and five for each ticket.

Su Shangzhe didn't yearn for the dance hall, but he couldn't bear the excitement of his few friends who were able to play.He has a task, to help these chattering conservative and avant-garde girls and boys look after their bags and let them out.

Speaking of Su Shangzhe's high school friends, there are only a few of them, and they are only slowly getting acquainted by others.Even Su Shangzhe himself didn't know why he didn't have many friends around him.He looked back once, and found that he was accompanied by Yuan Dajun almost the whole childhood.The only ones who went deeper were Sun Xiaobing and Wang Rong.Sun Xiaobing and himself are not in the same class. Although they still go to and from school together, they are not close friends.Wang Rong went to work, but the situation is unknown.Sometimes Su Shangzhe would suddenly come up with an idea, did that bastard Yuan Dajun secretly seek out Wang Rong for a date?

Going to the dance hall is a big event for a group of high school students.That afternoon, Su Shangzhe found miraculously that the people in the class who were more able to get along with each other became more handsome and attractive.Regardless of the style, girls' clothes are bright and eye-catching, and their hair is neat and clean.The hair of the girl sitting in front of Su Shangzhe was even bent at the end.It must have been burnt with coal tongs, and he saw a strand of charred hair on the back of her neck.

Someone got a small bottle of styling gel, someone got a tube of bright red lipstick.A tube of lipstick was passed around among a group of girls, and even Wang Xiaojuan, who was usually not very talkative, good at studies but poor in family, put on lipstick in a high-spirited atmosphere.

Shu Jie has always been noble, and her mother and Shang Anqi are considered colleagues, but they worked in the theater before the troupe merged into the Deyi Grand Theater, so they are considered veterans in it.She disdains to participate in the group of jumping girls, and even more disdains to use that tube of lipstick that can't even identify the brand.

Wang Huanhuan, who had scorched hair and a flamboyant personality, covered his face and turned to his friend, "Shang Zhe, does my lipstick look good?"

Su Shangzhe looked at the particularly abrupt two red streaks, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "It's okay."

"Don't tell the truth, tell the truth whether it looks good or not."

"nice."

"Shangzhe is the best." Wang Huanhuan stretched out his hand to hold Su Shangzhe's face and rubbed it, instantly satisfied.

"Shang Zhe, would you like some?" The squad leader asked while wiping the foam on his head while holding the foam that had been sprayed on the half palm of his hand.Su Shangzhe shook his head, "You dance, I can't dance, I'll help you watch your bags."

"That's really interesting." Wang Huanhuan patted Su Shangzhe's head, smiled and praised: "Good brother."

This is Shang Zhe's current role in the class—study is above average, with a good temper.Because of his small size and tender face, he is the good younger brother of a group of tall men and women.This is also the reason why so many girls like to chat with him, but no one has ever developed a love for him.

Su Shangzhe was carrying his schoolbag across his shoulders, among the group of deliberately dressed people, white shirts, light blue cotton trousers, and cool hair that was neither long nor short, like junior high school students following behind.

Squad leader Zhao He went to the front to buy group tickets, and saved a little money to buy some snacks in the middle.The uncle who sold the tickets looked out, "You are in the third year of high school, and you are not allowed to enter if you are under [-]."

Su Shangzhe was covered behind a group of big men, and the squad leader assured: "No one under the age of the class is allowed to come. Look, there are only twenty or so people."

Su Shangzhe was stuffed in by hiding and hiding, and he heard music coming from it before he got inside.Chen Baiqiang's "Treasure Tonight" is a golden song of Hong Kong songs.In a store not far from Su Shangzhe’s residence, this song is played on the stupid stereo every day, which is very familiar.

This is the first time Su Shangzhe has entered this kind of place. The space is very spacious. The colorful light bulbs and colored paper drawn from the four corners of the wall make the whole space full of feasting and feasting, and the gentle music creates infinite ambiguity.There are seats next to the dance floor, and a group of students piled their schoolbags in a corner, put their pockets in their pockets as if they were familiar, watched for a while, and then joined the dance floor one after another.

Zhao He was quite loyal, and served Su Shangzhe a cup of ice cream before joining the dance floor.The dance steps are simple three steps and four steps, three steps forward and three steps back, shaking the waist and back.A girl in the middle imitated the appearance of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars, wearing big sunglasses, combing afro hair or half-screen mountain, and wearing bright long skirts to mix in the crowd, and immediately became the focus.

Su Shangzhe glanced over them, lowered his head and began to eat his own ice cream. When he was halfway down the cup, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a cherry and a few raisins wrapped in it.

"Why don't you dance?" Gentle male voice.

Su Shangzhe raised his eyes and saw a man with half-long hair.With little experience, he couldn't tell his age, maybe in his thirties, maybe in his forties.He looks very seductive, and the whole person looks very gentle, but somewhere, there is a little bit of Yuan Dajun's shadow.Su Shangzhe carefully separated his eyebrows, nose, and mouth, and frowned slightly.He couldn't find anything like Yuan Dajun.

"Finished? Let's dance."

"I do not know."

"I teach you."

Su Shangzhe looked at the schoolbag behind him, "I have to show my classmates the bag."

The man smiled, "What a kid, are you in the first or second year of high school?"

"It's my third year in high school."

"It's wrong to lie, and I won't expose you." The man bought Su Shangzhe a cake with jam and corn juice, and accompanied Su Shangzhe with a smile, waiting for Zhao He and the others to come back after dancing.Things like Su Shangzhe didn't move at first, but just sitting was really boring. A group of people didn't eat at all after school.At first Su Shangzhe thought, this is someone else's, how can he eat it?But the man pushed something in front of him, and looked away.Su Shangzhe thought, just take a sip, otherwise it would be a waste.However, after taking another sip, I lowered my head and found that the glass of corn juice had bottomed out.

"Shang Zhe, is this your friend?"

Su Shangzhe looked at the smiling person, shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

Su Shangzhe took out a dollar and put it on the table and said, "Thank you for helping me buy things, here is the money."

"The food and drinks here are more expensive than the tickets, and it is said that the dim sum is all from the only western dim sum shop in our city." Zhao He said so when he went out.Su Shangzhe touched his full stomach and suddenly felt a little full.Free stuff really sucks.