The little teacher of rebirth

The whole morning class was finally over. Zhou Mengxi picked and picked among the exercise books and books, and took out the English books and exercise books. It's time to buy a grammar book for junior high school.

But I don’t have enough money in hand, so let’s buy it after telling my mother.

Zhou Mengxi, who had prepared his books and was about to leave, hesitated for a moment, and pushed the person over there who was lying on the table again after class.

"Guan Zhongzhi? Guan Zhongzhi?"

Tsk.Very hot.

It is too hot to wear school uniforms all day long. Most of the students take off their school uniform jackets after morning exercises and hang around in half-sleeves. The same is true for Guan Zhongzhi.

Zhou Mengxi just pushed his arm, and he clearly felt the burning heat. This guy's body temperature is abnormal.

Guan Zhongzhi opened his eyes in a daze and buried his head in the crook of his arm: "It's okay, let's go."

Zhou Mengxi hesitated for a moment: "Aren't you going back at noon?"

Guan Zhongzhi: "Yeah. Tired, sleep for a while."

Zhou Mengxi stuffed the school uniform and exercise books in his hands into the desk and ran away.

His home is still some distance from the school.

At noon in the summer, Zhou Mengxi ran back all the way. It was so hot that he ran to the gate of the house and gasped for his knees. When he looked up, the big fruit tree was green and swaying gently in the wind. There is a pleasant "rustling" sound, and it makes people feel a little bit cool for no reason in the sweltering afternoon.

After entering the door and eating quickly, Zhou Mengxi said to his mother, "My tablemate seems to have a fever. There is no one at home. He is lying down at school with a fever. I have to go and see."

Mother Zhou: "Then you go and have a look. There are medicines for fever, heatstroke, and cold at home. Take them, wait! Don't run away, get some food for others, take the medicine empty-handed, who are you hurting? Get ready. "

Carrying the lunch box and medicine, Zhou Mengxi ran wildly again. Damn, it might be owed to this kid, and it has nothing to do with me. I am running around, forget it, now is not the time to think about these things.

After finally arriving in the school class, tsk, no one is there.

Zhou Mengxi: ...I'm exhausted.grass.

"Why are you back again?"

Zhou Mengxi turned around, Guan Zhongzhi was standing at the door of the class holding his stinky cup.

He was too lazy to talk, and shook the medicine and lunch box he was carrying: "Come and eat."

Guan Zhongzhi stayed still for a while, and then came over after a while: "Why are you so kind to me?"

Zhou Mengxi was still standing there waiting for him to get in his seat, and when he heard this, he sat down directly: "I don't treat you well at all, why don't you just stand up and eat before taking your medicine."

Guan Zhongzhi: ...how did I offend him again?

Guan Zhongzhi was ill. He was already feeling uncomfortable and not in a good mood. When he said this, he became angry and stopped talking. He opened the lunch box and started eating. Boiled rice, fried pork with mushrooms and salad with celery are delicious. .

Guan Zhongzhi ate with a dull head, Zhou Mengxi felt a little hungry just looking at it, and was in a hurry to go out today, so he ate less.

I go.It's really not going well.

Zhou Mengxi took out a few pieces of paper from his bag to wipe his sweat. He ran too fast just now, so he finished wiping slowly. Guan Zhongzhi also finished his meal and medicine. Zhou Mengxi got up and let him in. In the desk pocket.

The two lined up to sleep on the table and drew the curtains. The sun was too strong and the light was too bright to sleep.

One of them faced the window and the other faced the class, both were tired and slept soundly.

This is what Lao Ma saw when he came in: "We get along well. These two boys."

The old horse went to get things from the desk drawer lightly, but he was not a meticulous person, so he made a little noise, Zhou Mengxi felt light and woke up.

The old horse smiled awkwardly at him, waved to him, and signaled him to come out.

Zhou Mengxi got up cautiously and went out.

Outside class——

The old horse smiled: "You get along well!"

Zhou Mengxi was serious, and replied casually: "It's okay, teacher. Why did you change my seat?"

Lao Ma: "Didn't I say that day that there were still people who requested seats to come to me in private. Guan Zhongzhi came to me and said that he wanted to sit with you and that he knew you better. Because it was Friday afternoon that day, and I also wanted to sit with you." I didn’t ask for your opinion, how about it? Do you agree or not? I’ll talk to Guan Zhongzhi and adjust it for you, okay.”

Zhou Mengxi pursed her lips, said "tsk" in her heart, and replied: "There is no teacher, there is no need to change."

Satisfied, the old horse walked away with a smile.

Zhou Mengxi also turned around and went back to work. When he turned around, he was almost startled. Guan Zhongzhi was staring at him, and he didn't know when he woke up.

"I don't speak your dialect here, and you seem to be the only one in the class who subconsciously uses Mandarin after talking to me."

This is another explanation of why you want him to be your deskmate?This is straightforward.

Zhou Mengxi smiled at him and nodded: "Well, what then?"

"So..." Guan Zhongzhi stopped staring at him, and turned his eyes out of the window, "Teach me, dialect."

Zhou Mengxi looked at him with a half-smile.

Guan Zhongzhi looked back, quite seriously: "In return, I will help you practice oral English. Your pronunciation is not very good. Thank you at noon, and I will treat you to eat after school on Friday."

Zhou Mengxi pouted: "All right. No problem."

Guan Zhongzhi thought to himself, what kind of reluctant reply are you, I just don't welcome you?Cursing a few words in my heart, I went to read.

Afternoon reading——

Guan Zhongzhi is working hard on the exercise book.

Zhou Mengxi deliberately teased him, and said with a smile, "Teacher Guan, how do you pronounce this word..."

"Snapped."

Guan Zhongzhi dropped the pen in his hand.

Guan Zhongzhi turned his head to look at him, you... you are in need of cleaning up.

There was a gust of wind when school was over, Guan Zhongzhi immediately opened the window, and the two of them enjoyed the cool breeze in the hot summer, let alone enjoying it.

Zhou Mengxi didn't go home immediately after school, he was going to buy some cakes for his brother from the cake shop across the square.

It was late when we left the store, and it was completely dark.The carved lanterns around the square have been fully lit, and even the tree trunks are hung with many fluorescent colored lights.

Bite by mouthful of shaved ice, Zhou Mengxi was about to go home quickly.

But at this moment, there was a wave of cheers and applause from the square.

The movement of the crowd is not small, is there any good program to be performed here today?Otherwise, there is nothing to applaud based on the same square dance every day.

Zhou Mengxi ran across the street while there was no car, and ran towards the noisy place.

It turned out that someone was dancing.

There was an upbeat English song, and the boys on stage were wearing black sweatshirts and sweatpants, and the boys in sneakers danced to the beat.

spinning, jumping, even flipping—

Under the colored lights, he seems to be standing in a world under a completely different light.

This is almost incompatible with this less open, even darker feudal place than other parts of the country.

Like a beam of self-righteous light shining into the corner of the dusty sky.

People can't help being immersed and fascinated.

Gee.

There are few such people in their world.

They are lively and bright, as if they are really active on the stage of life.

No housewife gloom from day-to-day, year-to-year chores.

A dejected middle-aged man who did not give up completely because of hopelessness in life.

There is no such thing as haggard due to the burden of parents and family, but never able to break free from the shackles.

In this small town, there are many people struggling.

There are too few people struggling.

There are so many tragedies happening around you that you can't even save them.

Such vivid colors make the mice who have been accustomed to living in the dark for more than ten years yearn for and hate it.

Looking at it like this, it seems to be walking in the light.

The young man panted, bent down and turned off the stereo, his face was fair and familiar.

It was Guan Zhongzhi.

Ah.

Zhou Mengxi stared at him and fell silent.

There was some strange warm current that dazzled his brain, making him unwilling to leave even now, just wanting to watch it for a few seconds as much as possible.

Also, even Zhou Mengxi himself could not deny that the heartbeat of that fight was powerful.

As if he was really alive.

Guan Zhongzhi, make him feel...really alive?

Zhou Mengxi lowered his head and meditated until the crowd dispersed and the young people on the stage disappeared before he woke up and returned home slowly.

His steps were a little heavier, just a little.

Like muddy ground, walk against the light.