It's such a comfortable day.

"Oh, the school notice came out?" Hearing the news, Mo Beimeng, who was dazed by the warm January sun, straightened up and sat up from the recliner.

"Great." He clenched his hand into a fist and waved it in front of his chest, as if trying to dispel the haze that had been in his heart for days.

Although I knew from the beginning that this competition was a certainty, and the competition time was only in the morning and evening, and the school even gave them a small stove, but let this group of enthusiastic young people stay in the empty campus for more than half a month. Regarding the news of gathering to participate in the national competition, it is conceivable that the restless mood has already permeated the entire team.

Now there is finally news.

Mo Bei, who was a little emotional, didn't care whether the left and right feet of the slippers were on correctly, so he hurriedly put them on his feet and ran from the conservatory to the bedroom with a few strides.

"Zhezi, I haven't turned on my computer yet, please tell me the general content first."

"The national competition starts on January 21..." On the other end of the phone, Peng Zhengzhe held the mouse with his right hand and scrolled through the webpage, retrieving important information from a long article, "Oh, the competition lasts for ten days. The national competition There are preliminary rounds, semi-finals, and finals, which are quite complicated." At the end, Peng Zhengzhe sighed a little.

Watching the progress bar under the windows icon on the computer screen brighten little by little, and listening to Zhezi's bitterness on the phone, Mo Bei also sighed.Eh!I usually don't notice that the computer starts up slowly, but when I was eager to read the notifications, I realized that the speed is as maddening as that 90-year-old grandmother crossing the road.

"Okay, I'm just complaining, anyway, I have entered the national competition."

Mo Bei wondered, I didn't do anything, why did Zhezi turn around to comfort me?Reminiscent of my own sigh just now, no way!Such a big oolong!

"It's a good thing it's not the last one."

Mo Bei came to the bus in front of the teaching building on time, and found that seven or eight active students were already sitting in their seats, chatting enthusiastically with the beautiful teacher Feng who was sitting in the front row.Naturally, Teacher Bao Heimianzhang was not there, otherwise they would not have dared to be so frightened.

Because Feng Rong and Zhang Shoutong were always in charge of these students' materials and related preparations, Teacher Feng who was chatting saw Mo Bei get on the bus, and handed over the form and pen in front of him.

Sign in, register phone number.

As he was lowering his head to write, he was suddenly patted heavily on the shoulder.

Turning her head to look, she greeted with a smile: "Wei Ling, you are dressed so beautifully, are you going on a blind date?"

Wei Ling is one of the three girls who made it to the final.In addition, this girl is considered to be the youngest among them, she is also extremely small and eccentric, and she has the temperament of Huang Rong in Jin Yong's novels, so she is a super pistachio in the team.Usually everyone also loves to joke with her.

What responded to him was a coquettish snort from the other party, "Tch, this girl is not as knowledgeable as you."

"Du Jiong, do me a favor. My luggage is too heavy to move." Wei Ling saw that Mo Bei was immersed in writing, so he stopped disturbing him, and turned his target to another boy in the seat beside him.

This girl turned out to be a prostitute.

Fill in the blanks that were not completed because of Wei Ling's interruption just now, and when I looked up, through the glass in front of the bus, I saw Peng Zhengzhe trotting over with a huge luggage bag.

Mo Bei hurriedly got out of the car to help put his luggage in the luggage storage under the car, got on the car and directly stuffed the form he had just filled into his hands.

Carrying his backpack, Mo Bei found a seat in the middle by the window and sat up, then waved to Peng Zhengzhe at the door.

While eating melon seeds, Mo Bei, who was looking out the window, suddenly spotted a person who shouldn't be here, and quickly elbowed Peng Zhengzhe who was eating buns next to him.

"How did he come?"

"Who?" Peng Zhengzhe moved to the window curiously.

Mo Bei pointed to the boy on the front right outside the window.

"Ni Xijie"

"Why did he come? His name is not on the list!" Moreover, he has not been seen to participate in the training for more than half a month.

Mo Bei shook his head, "It's hard to say, there are people in the court who are easy to handle, and everything is possible." They are not eleven or twelve-year-old children anymore, and it is not uncommon for this kind of secret operation to happen.

He kept silent, watched Xijie get into the car, and greeted Teacher Feng skillfully.

It seems that Teacher Feng knows about this.

"Now roll call, all the students who are called should speak louder to me, don't be weak as if you haven't eaten." The black-faced teacher Bao Gongzhang carried forward his fine tradition as soon as he got on the bus.

"Contestant: Mo Bei."

"arrive"

"You Jiehui"

"arrive"

"Wei Ling"

"arrive"

……

"Peng Zhengzhe"

"arrive"

"Ni Xijie"

"arrive"

"The following is the list of assistants: Ding Bei."

……

Hearing the order of the list, Mo Bei secretly leaned towards Peng Zhengzhe, "Zhezi, I remember you were No.9 in the final."

"Well, that guy is the twelfth. Even if Guo Junli really has something to do and can't participate, he won't be in his turn."

Mo Bei smiled, it seemed that things were getting more and more interesting.

In fact, he was particularly surprised that he didn't see Chen Hanmo this morning.You kept saying you like it, why did you work hard for more than half a month and didn't write anything?I thought that guy might drag his luggage to Guangzhou with him in a shameless manner!But it was almost time to leave, and there was no sign of him coming, and the inexplicable feeling of loss in his heart made him ignore the uncomfortable feeling when he saw Xijie.

Although he knew that his mood was a bit strange today, Mo Bei tried his best to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, tried not to show it, and chatted with the students around him with a smile.

It's just that the drooping corner of the mouth when he turned his head was noticed by his friend Peng Zhengzhe who was sitting beside him, and he hurriedly comforted him, saying that it doesn't matter even if Xijie comes, don't be put off by the villain.

"Which onion is he? It's worth my worry." Mo Bei muttered.I just don’t know if he refers to Xi Xijie or Chen Hanmo?

The bus drove up the highway slowly, and now Mo Bei was sure that Chen Hanmo would really not come.Although Chen Hanmo said at dinner a few days ago that he might go home later, Mo Bei also had a little thought, guessing that he might come today.

It's just hope lost.

Although the speed of the driver is fast, it is also very stable, but because it was already past nine o'clock when we left in the morning, everyone found a restaurant on the street in Yuxi at noon to eat something casually, took a short rest and started on the road again up.

By the time the lights came on, they had already arrived in Funing County. The different customs and customs made this group of young boys who were tired from the journey clamor for a walk, but the voice became different under the sharp eyes of the black-faced Mr. Bao. It gets smaller and smaller, and finally disappears.

In the middle of the night, the lights are dark, and you can't see your fingers outside the car window. In the fast speed, you will occasionally see one or two firefly-like lights sliding past the car window, and you will be left behind by the high-speed car in an instant.The activists who were very active during the day also leaned on the back of their chairs and sat on the shoulders of their neighbors early to meet with Zhou.Teacher Zhang dutifully patrolled the car from time to time, and returned to his seat to copy the phone numbers left by the students.