Pavlov and the White Moonlight

The first semester of sophomore year begins with our second placement test.After the boys in our class finished the exam, they were called back to their class by the head teacher to help set up the tables and chairs.The classroom was in a mess like a vegetable market. Yu Sihai was paddling with a table swinging. When he saw me coming back, he waved: "Lu Er!"

I walked over, took out the marker pen from the stationery bag and handed it to him: "Return it to you."

He said no need to leave it there for you.I came back late, looked around and found that the tables and chairs were almost set up, so I wanted to wipe off the exam instructions on the blackboard. I was wiping the blackboard with my arms up, and I was taken aback: "Don't trash Brother Rui's desk, just like blind Xiong!"

"Hey," Yu Sihai nodded on Li Rui's table, "I'll just sit and mess around."

I said, "Yeah, swing your hair at you."

"Fuck." Yu Sihai laughed.I scanned around and asked, "Where's Li Rui? Didn't the boys move the tables and chairs after the exam?"

He said: "Let's go, when did he take care of this?"

I nod.Yu Sihai sat on Li Rui's table back and forth, and Li Rui's table squeaked when he moved it. It was so pitiful, but Yu Sihai turned a deaf ear and said, "Hey, you know, the one in the first class, Tang Shuhe, I changed my studies."

"It's already a sophomore in high school," I said, "Why is he studying literature? In science, Dugu seeks defeat. Is the airborne liberal arts class reducing our math performance?"

"Who knows," Yu Sihai said, "with his grades, he must have been placed in our class after the placement test. It is impossible for him to go to the liberal arts parallel class. Hey, have you seen him?"

I said, "No."

"Why haven't I seen it before!" Yu Sihai patted Li Rui's desk, "The last time Li Rui didn't wear a school uniform in the exam, he was the one who caught him!"

"...Oh, ah!" I also patted Li Rui's desk, "I remembered."

"Take it lightly, you guys," Liu Hongbo said as he passed by, "Brother Rui's coffin is almost too heavy."

I hurriedly touched Brother Rui's coffin board, hoping he was okay.

In fact, it can't be said that he was arrested that time. Tang Shuhe was probably arrested by the grade director to supervise the appearance of the exam. He wore a school uniform like garlic skin in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. He stood at the door and stopped Li Rui who was not wearing a school uniform. : "Why aren't you wearing a school uniform?"

Li Rui struggled to expose his eyes from a pile of curtain-like hair. Before he could show his fierce eyes, Tang Shuhe glanced around. There was no teacher. He let go of his hand and said in a low voice, "Come on, remember this afternoon!" Wear it." Let Li Rui go.

This incident gave us a sudden friendly feeling towards him, although I later forgot about it.Yu Sihai simply sat cross-legged on Li Rui's table in a posture of taking off his shoes and getting on the kang, and said, "I think he is nice."

I nodded and threw the blackboard-wiping rag into the water.

I still remember the day when Tang Shuhe walked into Wen ([-]) class for the first time.At the time I thought it was just an ordinary day.After the placement test for the second year of senior high school, some people fell from Class [-] to Wen Parallel Class, and some people passed the exam from the Parallel Class, and this legendary Tang Shuhe stepped into Class [-] Wen ([-]) on the morning of the first day of the new semester. Standing on the podium, silently facing the eyes of the strangers, I picked up the chalk and wrote my name on the blackboard.

After he finished writing, he bowed and said nothing. Our homeroom teacher Gu Jing was stunned for a moment, smiled a little embarrassedly, and took the lead in applauding, and then we all clapped sparsely with confused faces.Gu Jing patted Tang Shuhe on the shoulder and said, "This is Tang Shuhe, who came from class one of the science class. Everyone knows him, right? It's rare to see such a good handwriting in the science class. Some students in our class , should learn from Shuhe."

Gu Jing glanced at me, I stretched out my right hand deeply, and made a gesture that I knew, hoping she could understand my approval, and then don't cue me.

Gu Jing added another sentence: "Lu Huai, you study."

me."

Yu Sihai couldn't help laughing, and turned around to wink at me.

Gu Jing said: "Okay, Shuhe, find a place to sit first. We still adjust the seat after the first monthly exam of the semester."

Tang Shuhe smiled at Gu Jing, lowered his eyes, as if hesitating for a moment, and then cast his eyes directly on me.

That was the first time Tang Shuhe and I looked at each other. The 17-year-old Tang was wearing a school uniform with navy blue stripes on a white background. In the bright breeze of the last morning, the ends of his hair were almost transparent. He was standing there like that. I was staring at the schedule in a daze with my arms by the window. When I saw him looking over, I was taken aback. Only the last few rows, the last few rows of our class are like entering the zoo without buying tickets, and I’m more friendly, so I nodded to Tang Shuhe, raised my hand and said, “Teacher, let him sit here with me. "

Gu Jing nodded, and waved to Tang Shuhe to let him go. Tang Shuhe pulled the zipper of his school uniform jacket to the top as he walked, covering half of his face. Then he sat down and lightly carried a large gray canvas schoolbag on his back. Putting it lightly on the ground, he turned around and smiled at me.

"Hello," I said, "my name is Lou..."

"Lu Huai." Tang Shuhe said softly, "I know you."

I was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "I'm so famous."

Yu Sihai turned his head in the front row and asked me: "Is it the time when we climbed over the wall and returned to the dormitory in the middle of the night..."

"Fuck," I said, "can you fucking wish me well."

Tang Shuhe smiled and shook his head.Gu Jing was summarizing the exam on it, and when it came to Chinese, she suddenly pulled me out again: "Lu Huai, you still have the highest Chinese score in your year, but I advise you not to be complacent because of your talent and a little cleverness, our office will judge the papers." All the time, the teacher was saying that if Lu Huai's handwriting was more beautiful - at least neater, not only Chinese, his scores in all subjects would be higher."

After each exam, I’m already a traditional project of Teacher Gu. Teacher Gu is always very sad when she sees my ugly characters. The character "的" in the first line, which looks like an old lady carrying a basket, said euphemistically: "Look at this character, it looks a little unreasonable."

By the way, at that time, I also practiced handwriting with intention, but the amount of words in the liberal arts class was too large, and my handwriting gradually became scribbled again, from "a little bit of that meaning" to "not bad" to "it's getting better and better". "Then the font gradually tilted like it was blown crooked, and finally turned into an old lady's basket.

Gu Jing was still heartbroken: "The teacher in class one asked me for this high-scoring composition and said it was going to be printed for students to read, but I dare not give yours to her. The documents unearthed at Mawangdui are even better than yours. The characters are easy to read, Lu Huai, what do you think the students in Class [-] think of you?"

Me: "...I was wrong about the teacher."

"You," Gu Jing earnestly said, "You copy your article stroke by stroke again, into a text that can be understood by all human beings, and hand it to me before the self-study class this afternoon, okay?"

I said: "Okay teacher, no problem teacher."

Gu Jing nodded, shook her head again, and then summarized the exam results of Shi Dizheng.After talking, there are 10 minutes left in the morning self-study, and the first class is her class. She put the lesson plans and textbooks on the desk, let us study for a while, and went to the office to get a water glass.Not even a minute after she left, there was another explosion in the classroom. Tang Shuhe poked me amidst the noisy chatter of apes on both sides of the strait, and pulled down the collar of the school uniform. His voice was too low, and I Just seeing him smacking his mouth there, he could only lean forward and say, "What did you say?"

Maybe it was because I leaned forward too much, Tang Shuhe subconsciously made a backward movement, restrained and froze there, I thought to myself what's wrong with me and I don't bite people, it's because my domineering aura leaked to him and burned him Seeing him, I could only sit back and say, "What did you say?"

He looked at me, hesitantly came over a little bit, and said in a low voice, "Let me copy it for you."

"Ah?" I froze for a moment, "No need, I'm too much trouble for you."

He shook his head and said, "No...don't bother. I'll finish copying in two classes, so I don't need to wait for the self-study class."

I was very moved, and I thought that I read it correctly, Tang Shuhe was indeed very nice, so I simply nodded: "Okay, then I will trouble you, let's have lunch together at noon? I invite you."

"Ah," Tang Shuhe almost panicked, "No, no need."

"Let's go," I took him with my elbow, "Is that bibimbap shop on the west side of the street? Yu Sihai, Li Rui and I will go."

Yu Sihai turned around and said, "Yes, yes, yes, they have some chicken rice with mashed potatoes...it's really delicious."

...How should I put it, I also have this feeling, Tang Shuhe sat here, as if the air had been purified, not only Yu Sihai, but I also began to speak politely.

I said: "Go, without you, Lao Gu... Teacher Gu would have to slap me again, go and go, a meal of mashed potatoes and a few handfuls of rice...fuck, mashed potatoes and chicken fillet rice is not much."

Grass, I didn't hug him after all, it was all due to Sihai, several handfuls.

Tang Shuhe hid his face in the collar of his school uniform, didn't speak, and smiled crookedly, with a good temper, I continued to elbow him: "Go, go."

He nodded and said, "Okay."

He was copying my composition almost all morning during recess, saying it was a lunch treat, but I couldn’t bear to see him busy there all the time, so I went to the grocery store to buy him a bottle of drink, and he saw me coming back from the corner of my eye. , stood up to make room for me, I took out a bottle of drink from behind, flashed it in front of his eyes, and put it on his table: "Deng Deng!"

He saw it and smiled: "Thank you."

I said, "I don't know if you drink carbonated drinks, but I bought you juice." I bent down to read his writing, "It's so beautiful, how about I take your hand to the exam next time."

Shaking his head, he said, "No. You already...deserved a higher score."

I was stunned for a moment, because he spoke in a low voice, and our two faces were very close. It was hard for me to describe the feeling at that moment. I can only attribute it to Tang Shuhe who is really kind.

I smiled and said, "Oh, finally someone appreciates me, I'm so touched."

Tang Shuhe didn't speak, lowered his head, and continued to copy my article word by word.Until I was 26 years old, there were too many things between us at that time, and the front line was hard to close. I always remember the shy and clear eyes he stood on the podium at that time , I always remember how much tenderness in the eyes can be turned into the courage of a person who flies to the flame.

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...I'm back, sorry.