Pavlov and the White Moonlight

Tang Shuhe seemed happier than me on the day when the monthly exam results were released. Of course, I was also very happy. Tang Shuhe was undoubtedly No. 1. I advanced twelve places and passed the exam from the second exam room to the first exam room. We are like two people. Like a fool, they clapped their hands and cheered on their seats, celebrating that the other party's hard work for a month was finally worthwhile.I even went to the canteen to buy two cans of Coke, and clinked glasses with Tang Shuhe in a serious manner.After I toasted him a toast, I burped a lot, slumped on the chair comfortably, and said, "This time you are so good in the exam, your parents must have nothing to say, right? My son is the best everywhere, no matter what." He studies literature and science."

The smile on the corner of Tang Shuhe's mouth faded. He thought for a while and said, "No way. They always take it for granted."

I clicked my tongue: "What parents?" Seeing Tang Shuhe still looking thoughtful, I picked up the report card and waved it in front of his eyes, "I'll make you happy. Take a look at your teaching results."

He laughed again.I said: "Let's go to dinner tonight, let's have hot pot together."

"Okay." Yu Sihai suddenly turned his head around.

"You can do whatever you want." I was taken aback, "It's none of your business, it's already agreed that I'll treat my tablemate to eat."

Yu Sihai muttered: "Shrimp, mutton, fatty beef, sweet potato, bamboo shoots, sliced ​​duck blood..."

I was unmoved, and Tang Shuhe didn't say anything, we both had a good time eating what Yu Sihai was talking about, and then came back to study at night with a smell of hot pot.The evening break was very short, and there was no time for me and Tang Shuhe to sing and drink. We both ate meat head-to-head at the hot pot restaurant at the back door of the school. Thin beads of sweat, hiccupping happily all the way back to school.When I got to the school fence, the preparatory bell rang suddenly, and I said, "Damn it, it's too late. The director catches latecomers at the back door."

Tang Shuhe probably had no experience of being late, so he said very confusedly: "What should I do? Do you want to run?"

"It's a waste of time, and if you run away right after eating, you might vomit all over the floor in front of the director, and then the director looked down and said, oh boy, the food is good tonight," I said as I quickened my pace, " □, hurry up, turn the front piece in and go straight to class."

Tang Shuhe said, "Huh?"

I didn't say a word, walked a few steps quickly, grabbed the railing, flipped my legs over and jumped down, looked at the stunned Tang Shuhe two by two, and said: "Stand on the horizontal bar of the railing, then step over, and then jump down." Hurry up hurry up."

Tang Shuhe hesitated while grabbing the railing and biting his lips. The dog looked around sullenly, and finally climbed up. Ah, you hang there like a fucking Fangtian drawing a halberd, the target is too obvious!"

I opened my arms: "Youjump!"

He said: "What are you doing!"

I said: "I follow you!"

He said, "Get out of the way!"

I said: "You can't do anything good if you hit it so high, just jump!"

He closed his eyes, crossed his legs and jumped down, and bumped into my arms, but the angle was not right, his cheekbone and my forehead slammed into each other.

Facts have proved that those scenes in idol dramas where you fall and kiss each other are just nonsense. When two people’s faces collide, the impact is no less than that of Yu Sihai sitting on my face. Tang Shuhe and I hug each other. In a ball, the only thought is——

Mom, the stars are flying in the sky.

Tang Shuhe also covered his face and didn't speak for a long time. I rested my chin on Tang Shuhe's shoulder for a long time and grinned and said, "Tang Shuhe, you are a fucking grenade."

Tang Shuhe covered his face, I was very afraid that half of his face would become the shape of my forehead after he took his hand away, so he leaned closer and said, "Let me see where I hit."

I took Tang Shuhe's hand away, touched it, found no obvious deformation, and then pulled him away: "Run, the director will be here in a while!"

The two of us ran all the way until we reached the stairwell in the corridor before we stopped panting, our clothes almost couldn't keep up with us.

I said, "Hey, did you say the director just saw us?"

Tang Shuhe thought for a while and said, "I just saw him and turned my head this way."

"It doesn't matter," I said, "it's so dark, can he see who is who, and besides, he wouldn't expect it to be you."

Tang Shuhe put his hands on his knees, raised his head to look at me, there was a small bump of red on the cheekbone on the left cheek, the moment our eyes met, we both laughed wildly at the same time, we were out of breath from laughing, the twilight In the four-in-one season, I am happier than drafts.

When entering the classroom, Yu Sihai was piled up there, looking at me resentfully, and I was happy: "Why, the hunger has not passed yet?"

Yu Sihai sighed: "It feels like you married a wife and forgot your father."

"Your father," I said, "brought you small crispy meat and brown sugar glutinous rice cakes."

As soon as I finished speaking, the class bell rang, and the political teacher stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom.The first evening self-study of No. [-] Middle School is a question-and-answer class for teachers of various subjects. Yu Sihai no longer has a political teacher in his eyes. He has small crispy meat written in his left eye and brown sugar glutinous rice cake in his right eye. Looking in the direction of the political teacher, he twisted his arms and patted my chest: "Lu Er, cover me."

"Where the hell are you touching?" I was helpless, "You can eat after class."

"Ah, I want to pat you on the shoulder, hurry up, I'm hungry," Yu Sihai whispered, "The food in the cafeteria is too unpalatable."

I sighed, quietly sent the two lunch boxes to Yu Sihai from under the table, picked up the teaching aids and went to single out the political teacher.The political teacher is a kind, fat, middle-aged man. When he saw me coming, he put down the teaching plan and gestured to me with a smile. Question, he nodded, said softly: "Very good." Then he began to read the question with his head down.

I stood beside him bored, my eyes blank, staring at the awards in the class in a daze... Ah, the spiritual civilization award in the sports meeting, the spiritual civilization award in the rope skipping competition, the spirit of the "Singing Loud" Cup singing competition... What a broken class!

Speaking of which, this year's sports meeting is coming soon, what event should I apply for...

No need for 800 meters, running down panting like a dog, not handsome.

Hey, right, before the monthly exam, I seemed to let Tang Shuhe...

Thinking of this, my eyes intentionally or unintentionally looked at our seats, but I didn't expect to meet Tang Shuhe's gaze. Tang Shuhe didn't seem to expect that I would look at him suddenly, his expression froze, a little embarrassed.I winked at him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed unconsciously, the smile was a bit silly, the cheekbones on the left side of his face were still red, he just smiled silly with a blushing face, standing on the podium I looked at each other silently.

I don't know why I suddenly panicked, looked away, and then saw Yu Sihai secretly stuffing crispy meat into his mouth like a big fat mouse, and winking at me.

"Don't be distracted," the political teacher patted me and said, "Come on, let me explain to you, I'm still not familiar with the knowledge points."

What kind of project do you apply for in the sports meeting?

Ah, Tang Shuhe's cheekbone is okay, it's so red, don't break it again.

Probably not, he just smiled so happily.

How come you can't jump over the wall? If you are in a hurry, you can still jump over the wall. At that time, we were so anxious...it wasn't right.

Why is Tang Shuhe so cute? Hahaha.

Although the broadcasting room is open to the whole school during the sports meeting, how could Tang Shuhe, who usually talks like a mosquito buzzing, be in front of the whole school...

It's fine if he doesn't say it, just pretend I didn't say it.

"What are you thinking about, don't be distracted," the political teacher patted me again, "If you don't listen to it, don't let it go."

After finally holding the book and listening to the political teacher finish the few questions, Yu Sihai seemed to be starved of salty food, sitting there gulping and drinking water, the political teacher couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded aloud: " Some students, it’s okay, I’m going to get hungry if I eat any more.”

Yu Sihai said in a low voice: "The teacher is gone. There are still some brown sugar and fat leftovers."

politics teacher:"……"

Yu Sihai said, "Teacher, I was wrong."

Politics teacher: "...study hard."

I sat back beside Tang Shuhe, Tang Shuhe turned his head and said softly, "Have you figured it out?"

I nodded and he glanced at me and turned back.I stretched out my hand hesitantly, and drew a circle on a corner of his textbook.

Tang Shuhe ignored me.

I drew two small black dots in the circle, and drew an arc of a smile.

It's a face.

Next to this face, I wrote crookedly: Tang Shuhe.

This is you.

Tang Shuhe glanced at it, and twitched the corners of his mouth strangely.

I took out the red pen and painted a small red dot on the left side of this ugly face.

The corners of Tang Shuhe's mouth twitched even more, he fought back vigorously, quickly drew an old man's head next to that ugly face, and wrote beside it, Lu Huai.

The two of us looked at these two little heads, one uglier than the other, and the two names standing side by side. We endured it for a long time, but we couldn't help it. We covered our faces with books, and our shoulders were shaking from laughing.

I was tired from laughing. Seeing the way his eyes narrowed, Tang Shuhe seemed to have seen a lot of sunshine, and he wasn't too stuttering, yet he could still draw Lao Ding's head.

I saw him fold the page with a smile, and then he realized something, and secretly peeked out his eyes from the edge of the supplementary book. As a result, of course, he was stared at by the political teacher's death. We laughed so obviously just now, Many people are watching us, only he does not know.

The political teacher pointed at him, and Tang Shuhe's face turned red - of course, he was also quite red when he was hit by me before. He stopped smiling immediately, and started to write and draw on the teaching aids with his head down.

He was so embarrassed that he underlined the lengthy stem of each line of the political question.

I turned sideways and looked at him with my cheeks propped up, and suddenly thought in a strange way, I really want to bite him.

The author has something to say:

Student readers, don't try to climb over the school fence, it is easy to be dangerous. These two people are examples.The other kind of pointed fence is easy to talk about.