Me and Jing Xueyao

1.

Jing Xueyao and I are in heaven and earth, the difference between cloud and mud.

I am cracking down on underground literature, and he is a classic world famous book.He is the monitor and sports committee member of our class, and I am the punching bag and backer of our class.His home is very close to the school, and his father is the principal.My home is also close to the school, and my dad is a murderer.Among a group of stunted middle school students, he was tall and handsome, and I was like a little radish who was three grades younger than him.

2.

Jing Xueyao's grades are very poor. My grades are not as bad as his, but they are not much better than him.The teacher in charge made him the monitor of our class despite all the arguments, saying that he has a sense of responsibility, has won awards in art, and has artistic talents.He is too deviant, and his goal is to sleep with all the girls in the school.Boys say he's an asshole, girls say he's cool.

Wang Hao asked me, what do you think?I said?I also want to say, why am I not a girl?I dare not say.

3.

"Liu Mian, have you handed in your English homework?" Zhang Xiangyang in the back row poked my back and asked.

"Just handed in." I didn't turn my head.

"You fucking don't want me to copy it, do you?" He kicked my ass hard.

During my confused and long student days, this kind of scratching, which is not counted as beating, was experienced almost every day.Everyone took me for granted, as if there was nothing wrong with it.

4.

I turned around and smiled apologetically at him. Jing Xueyao was posting a blackboard newspaper behind him. He used pink chalk to outline the tip of the lotus, and spread the chalk on it to smudge it.The two sleeves were rolled up very high, but chalk dust still fell on them.His nails were painted with white nail polish. At the age when everyone hadn't grown up yet, and he was still crooked, he showed a kind of dignified and handsome. His body has also become cool and individual, he is born different.It was painted on by his girlfriend in the last physical education class. He has always been obedient to his girlfriend.But his girl is one level older than him and is about to enter high school, and the two of them are going to meet their end.I sneered viciously in my heart, like an ugly sister who is jealous of Cinderella getting favored by the prince.

5.

Every Monday we have to raise the flag, fortunately we don't have to go to the playground to run.After Jing Xueyao became a sports committee member, I have never escaped the drill. Every time I purposely stand on the edge of the team, so that I can stand shoulder to shoulder with him when leading the race. Although I am not as tall as him, I am always panting like a bar dog.The school stipulates that school uniforms must be worn on this day. The uniforms of most junior high schools in China are fat like Taoist uniforms. Even if I wear the smallest size, it looks like I am wearing a big sack. I am a little ashamed to stand in the first row.He squinted his eyes and pretended not to care.

6.

Jing Xueyao was a mess in math and English, and his girlfriend said that his mind was full of mud.He wasn't angry either, he shook his furry head to hit his girlfriend's chest, his messy bangs blocked his eyes, looking like a puppy acting like a spoiled child.They flirted during recess and said nasty things that were not suitable for children, and everyone tacitly pretended not to hear them, or they went out to the bathroom early to give the two of them the space.

7.

Jing Xueyao's hair covered his ears, and the grape purple he dyed a month ago had faded to flaxen. The head teacher said many times that he just pretended not to hear, and his father couldn't do anything about him.My hair is naturally curly. My desk mate owns a barber shop. He said he could straighten it for me so that it wouldn’t look so ugly.But in exchange, I have to lend him Jin Yong's complete set of novels.He is as much a fan of martial arts as my murderer father, and I readily agree.I hate these beatings and killings, it's not as good-looking as the sycamore tree outside the window.

8.

In fact, my grades are not that bad, but the partial subjects are too serious.Jing Xueyao is the same as me. The Chinese first class of the whole grade was contracted by the two of us. Every week, I went to the flag raising platform to read my composition to the teachers and students of the school.Fortunately, there is only one person every week, otherwise the two of us would take turns going up and down the stage, the visual impact would be too strong, and it would blind your eyes.

9.

Our town is not big, but there is only one good junior high school, and the children in the neighborhood all study here.Some are far away, and you can get there in 10 minutes by bicycle.In order to repay the usury owed by my father, my mother sold the house and took me to live with my grandmother.Now my home is not as close as Jing Xueyao to the school. My uncle gave me a bicycle, which was ridden by my cousin before. Fortunately, it is still new. Girls seem to save things.

10.

Grandpa is a gardener, and there are many flowers and plants in the yard.My mother sold them in the market. I am not interested in these, but I have learned a little bit about them since I was a child.I spent a lot of my childhood here, my grandmother was a kindergarten teacher.On the way to school in the morning, she would knock on the door of the canteen and buy me sweet and greasy white chocolate, although I didn't want to eat it after one bite.At that time, I was very mischievous and always ate all the snacks in her office before going to morning reading.Back then I got good grades and no one called me a wild child.

11.

Jing Xueyao had just finished playing basketball, and lifted up the hem of his t-shirt to wipe the sweat off his face, revealing a green and thin waist, and the young man's skin was firm and white.He's my age and probably won't have abs until we get there.There were not many people in the classroom, but even if it was full of people, he could do this easily, as if he was at home with no skin or face.He tied up his bangs with a rubber band, and I realized that he has a beautiful point, and his facial features exude a very restrained youthful atmosphere, without the slightest aggressiveness, very handsome and damn charming.

12.

I don't know why Jing Xueyao is so attractive to me, he is like a truckload of RMB in my eyes, but I can't lose my head and rob a bank.It's good to see that I want to keep it for myself, so it can't be said to be a love of beauty.

13.

His drawers are always full of pornographic books and chocolates, and don't want to see any textbooks.Girls know that he has a girlfriend and they still rush forward. He doesn't like sweets. If someone gives him a bag of spicy sticks, maybe he will look at you a few more times.

"Hey, Curly." He was calling me.

At that moment, I was like a light on my back, and I was thinking about what to say in my mind to be as natural as an unfamiliar classmate. The more I thought about it, the more empty my mind was, and it was all broken snowflakes.

"What's wrong?" I clenched my hands into fists, turned around slowly like a robot, and looked at him questioningly, with an innocent face.God knows how hard it took me to restrain my heart from jumping into my throat.

He threw the chocolate to me blankly, and fell asleep on the desk without saying anything.I wiped the sweat from my palms on my trousers, lowered my head and put the chocolates into my schoolbag, my eyes flicked left and right like a thief, everyone was busy with their own work, no one cared about the scene just now.

14.

There is no air-conditioning in our classroom, only two large ceiling fans overhead.Every summer, people suffer from heatstroke. My mother gave me two bottles of Huoxiangzhengqi water. I don’t know who developed it. If you know, I will beat him to death.My deskmate pinched his nose and vomited after drinking it—vomited on me.The class teacher asked me to go home and change clothes, and the bicycle was punctured again, or it might have been blown out.I pushed my shriveled two-wheeled car to get repaired, and the car repairer already knew me. He sat drinking tea under the cool grape arbor, and greeted me with a smile, "Is the little classmate here to repair the tire again?"

15.

Today in the town market, my mother pushed Xiaosanlun out to sell flowers.In the hot summer, there were not many people in the afternoon, but the flowers were selling well, only a few pots of oleander and rose were left unsold.She didn't see me, she was engrossed in making a garland of ivy.She is dexterous, wearing a white floral dress, her bare arms and neck are white and slender, she does not look like a peasant girl who grew up in the fields, but a little fairy who does not eat fireworks.

I didn't bother her in the past, I'm in a mess now, and my clothes smell disgusting and sour.My deskmate bought me an old popsicle as compensation, and I finished smoking it long ago.I'm really worthless, no wonder they all come to bully me.The straightened hair only lasted for two days. The deskmate said it was a one-time use, and two days is already good. The long-term ones that need to be treated with potions are a bit expensive.I'm back to curly hair, curly and stiff, like steel wool dishwashing balls.

16.

When passing by the Internet cafe, Jing Xueyao had just come out, obviously not used to the heat wave, frowned and cursed loudly.His girlfriend followed him, covering the top of her head with her hands and cursing from the heat, I heard her ask Jing Xueyao, "Would you like to go to my house?"

"No," Jing Xueyao opened the freezer at the door, unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip, "I haven't done my homework yet."

I gotta laugh, do people who skip class still need to do their homework?Now remember that you are a student?However, my situation is not very good, so I quickly smeared the soles of my feet.

17.

At that time, the girls in our class were reading Ming Xiaoxi and "A Dream of Good Times", and the boys were reading the youngest novels and "Jian Ye". I also followed the crowd and read a few books.A lot of time every day is either watching these or sleeping, because there is no goal to live very idle.But I'm not the kind of student who is on the teacher's blacklist. I don't skip classes, surf the Internet, smoke, fight, or fall in love—Jing Xueyao has all these, but there are still countless people who like him.I won't talk about girls, I don't know about boys, anyway, there must be me.

18.

I looked under the Tibetan version of "Summer of Bubbles" and was discovered by my language teacher.Although my Chinese performance is very good, no, it is very, very special, one in a million, but she doesn't like me too much, because she is our head teacher-only the overall score is looked at.She grabbed my ears in front of the whole class, took me to the podium and gave me two slaps, crisp and loud, I always go through these things, I have no self-esteem, and I am too lazy to change.There was a perverted male teacher in elementary school who made us spit on each other on the podium. I have experienced this kind of humiliating punishment.Am I afraid of you?

19.

She confiscated the book and told my parents to come and get it, which made me afraid—letting my mother know that I am really ashamed to read this kind of slutty romance novel.Sure enough, the heart of a woman is the most poisonous. I wrote a self-criticism and went to apologize to her. I said that my mother was not in good health, and my father was in prison again. , I think if she refuses, I can only kneel down.Although the man has gold under his knees, it's all fart at this time!Unexpectedly, she gave it to me in a very easy-to-talk manner, and only asked me to promise not to do it again in the future.I came out tearfully grateful and instantly relieved.I don't know who owns this book. Recently, many classes have been exchanging books. If the original owner asks me to pay for it, I have no money.My mother only gave me two yuan a day for lunch. At that time, prices were very low, and casserole rice noodles were only one yuan and five.