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Thinking about the past few years in the city, the most incomprehensible thing is the Lantern Festival.

It is said that the people in this land think that the Lantern Festival is second only to the Spring Festival. They don’t eat the Lantern Festival here, just like they don’t eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year. They have their own unique traditional customs——

There are many activities in the rural areas in the suburbs, most of which are lantern riddles and lantern shows organized by the villages in their own villages.

However, the urban area, as the central urban area that integrates the villages of the Sifang Township, has a dull response to this festival.Every family worships their ancestors and gods, not to mention, the only thing that has a little sense of the Lantern Festival is probably the small stalls in the streets and alleys with all kinds of lanterns, and the locals manage the stalls. It is called "Yuanxiao Lantern".Most of the consumers of these "Yuanxiao Lanterns" are children. On the fifteenth night of the first lunar month, you can see them running through the streets and alleys with various lanterns.The children grow up a bit, probably in the middle and late stages of elementary school, and most of them will give up this activity because of their studies—because the festival of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is really embarrassing. Although it is called a big festival in the local area, there is no holiday in the country The policy, so the school will have classes as usual the next day.

While thinking that the scope of daily activities is in this central city with a radius of only about [-] square kilometers, he has never understood why this so-called "second largest festival" seems so deserted.

This year's Lantern Festival happened to coincide with the first Saturday, and the weekend cram school hadn't started yet, so there were many young girls in class on Friday afternoon to buy Lantern Lanterns.

In the past, thinking about it, I still have to celebrate this festival as Valentine's Day-don't ask him why, the half of his brain that manages "sensibility" and "romantic" has not yet been activated, and it is in a chaotic state. I was too tired to panic, but Weng Lin pointed to this day and said it was Chinese Valentine's Day, so he regarded it as Valentine's Day!

This year I changed to Wang Zhichao, who had just been dating for a few days and celebrated two Valentine’s Days in just one week. I wanted to laugh at him that it was a combination of Chinese and Western, and as someone who has been here, I also mentioned that I will return it next month. Being able to celebrate another Valentine's Day stunned Wang Zhichao on the spot.

As careless as he is, I can't figure out why there are so many "Valentine's Days" alone. You don't have to live a life of love, can you just rely on romance to fill your stomach?

Since then, the grandmother of Hua's family in Wang Village, the head of the village, has become a bitter and bitter sweet potato.

Thinking of "Jie Jie" with a smile, he told his brothers to cherish the time of their love now, then turned around and lay down on Yu Jinle's table and said, "Shall we go out for a stroll at the Lantern Festival night?"

This person didn't hesitate at all in a familiar way, and directly pressed a big corner of Yu Jinle's new notebook on the table, Yu Jinle pulled out the notebook and gave it to him first, "No, my family won't let me. "

He wanted to grab the notebook that was slapped on his head and asked, "Why? Your family still cares about you going out at night?"

In fact, his father also restricts him from going out at night, unless there is a legitimate reason, but generally people of this age are not too obedient, so when he goes out after eleven o'clock, he never knows the way, and stays until his father sleeps Only sneak when caught.

Yu Jinle raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Someone cast a spell on the night of the fifteenth, so you can't go out."

While thinking about it for a moment, I thought I had heard it wrong, "Casting a spell? What kind of spell?"

"It's spells, spells cast on the streets, witchcraft that cast spells on passers-by." Yu Jinle was serious.

While thinking about hearing it, the confusion is probably similar to the weird feeling of hearing "aliens passed by the earth on their way to conquer the universe and kidnapped you on the way", and a question mark lit up on the head.

I wanted to continue asking questions, but was dragged back to my original position by the sound of the preparatory bell and high-heeled shoes.

The English teacher walked up to the podium stepping on the bell every second, picked up the chalk and began to copy a few grammar questions on the blackboard.

The originally noisy classroom quickly quieted down, and everyone quickly returned to their seats. In less than 30 seconds, the classroom had already heard the sound of reading aloud. Although the tones were different at first, the frequency quickly adjusted to a line. , Collected into a piece of reading aloud.

This kind of self-consciousness and discipline from students is the difference between key schools and ordinary high schools.

Class [-] stumbled at the end of the last semester. There were ten classes in the whole grade, and their English scores fell to seventh, while another class led by the same teacher came in second, only after the Olympiad class.

The same teacher taught two very different grades with the same textbook. This beautiful and artistic English teacher immediately said that "the teaching attitude is not serious and the skill is not good enough." second class.

It’s only the first week of school, and the English subject has already entered a state of rotation. Not only does it take advantage of the 3 minutes before class, but during the winter vacation, she has prepared a bunch of extra "nutritional supplements". Dao, compulsively replenish the brains of these restless brats.

"Hey!" Before the teacher had finished copying the questions, he wanted to lean back on the back two chairs, "Even if you refuse, find a more normal reason, what the hell is witchcraft?"

Yu Jinle put on a blank face, not knowing how to explain.

The devotion and worship of gods, ghosts, demons and gods in the Tucheng area is famous throughout the country.Thinking that he is not a local, and the culture of his family is different from his family, the cognitive difference caused by this difference is hard to explain in a few words.

Even the two young ancestors of his family know that it is not advisable to be superstitious. Yu Jinle has studied for so many years. All kinds of worship are not surprising, this kind of ceremonial things linked to the mysterious world is self-evident, and there is no strange problem, but it seems too shameful for him to admit it in public.

What can he say?It is said that at that time of year, people burn paper money in the streets and alleys to do witchcraft, and those who pass by will be cast down?

It's one thing to be dubious in your heart, but quite another to say it out!

He glanced at Zhang Hongkuan sideways from the corner of his eyes, and was also looking at himself with great interest. When his chin was erected to cover his face with the textbook, he said impatiently, "You are so annoying! If you don't say it, you won't go out!"

Thinking about it, I was shocked at the moment, this is the first time I heard someone speak so confidently about feudal superstition.

Their time followed a homework schedule arranged by the school, turning over pages in an orderly and repetitive manner, and they just turned around like this.

The non-graduating class is always more tolerant than the graduating class. Occasionally, a few so-called activities to adjust this journal-style life are even a break from the unchanging routine.There was a sports meeting in the last semester, and an art festival in this semester. These are two unshakable programs in all schools at present. The art festival in April collided with the commemoration of the school's founding, and it happened to be a big event.

Last semester, it was Li Qin from the sports committee who caught people everywhere to compete. This semester, it was Chen Yuyu's turn to worry about the school celebration performance.

In this kind of school, there are only a few students with special skills, but those with literary and artistic expertise are basically everywhere. From a good family, who doesn’t have children with full-level piano, chess, calligraphy and painting skills as standard?With eyes closed, I randomly grabbed the corridor, and there was a row full of violins, eighth grades, ninth grades, ninth grades, and tenth grades of pianos.

It's a pity that there are many people and there are many troubles.

One or two competed with each other, pushing each other off and running away. Anyway, a class only needs to produce one program, and no one has to do it. It doesn’t matter who goes up in the class; but it’s different for them personally. Forget about your own study time. To be honest, people who have a craft are not as tired as dogs who have to train every day to participate in the sports meeting. They care more about being laughed at.

It's as if someone picked up someone's broken shoes, and you want what they don't want?

Young people always take that three-point thin skin very seriously, and the burden on their body seems to be as heavy as a thousand catties, which cannot be easily unloaded.

On this day, Chen Yuyu's capture of the strong man declared failure again. After chasing the man for half a floor, he came back listlessly, and wanted to vent his bitterness to the side, "What do you think is going on with these people? Is it necessary to escape like this?"

Then his eyes sparkled as if he remembered something, "Squad leader, don't you know how to play the guitar? How about you?"

While thinking about looking at the two blind-eyed children with a sad face, "Girl, do you want me to play 'Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle'?"

Chen Yuyu stomped her feet: "You obviously played it before!"

"Then do you remember what I played?" I thought and spread my hands.

Chen Yuyu was stunned for a moment, and only vaguely remembered a time when she was in junior high school and wanted to play a tune with a classmate's guitar, but she really didn't remember what she played.

"That's right. At that time, I lost to the old class in a bet. I learned 'Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Shiny' temporarily. I couldn't even match the score. If you expect me, why don't you just send Wang Zhichao on stage to perform somersaults."

In a few sentences, the brothers were sold out completely.

"No, you have also participated in the top ten singers! How about you come on stage and sing a song?" Chen Yuyu didn't give up, thinking about it.

While wanting to pat her head pityingly, "Other people's family either sings in a chorus or the whole band moves on stage, isn't it too much for you to let me go on stage alone and cold?"

Girls don't do things as neatly as boys. Thinking about last year's sports meeting, Li Qin just took the registration form and filled in the name after the event, starting with the sports students, and filtering them one by one. You can participate if you like, no If you want to go, you have to go, democracy?what is that?Can I eat it?

After Chen Yuyu tossed about for another two days, seeing that the deadline for each class to submit the program was approaching, he couldn't bear to watch it even though he thought about it, so he couldn't help but point out:

"Don't keep your eyes on the string of musical instruments. You find someone who plays the piano. You know both the zither and the violin. If the piano player agrees, then go find someone who plays the violin or the violin. Guzheng, what would they think? Why? People think of me only when they refuse? What do you think of me? Spare tire? Is there anyone who looks down on people so much?"

Chen Yuyu thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be the reason, and she burst into tears of gratitude: "Squad leader! You are so smart!"

This girl has good grades and her family is in good condition. The ideal life in the ivory tower all the year round has created her silly and sweet personality with a lot of leaks. She doesn't even understand the most basic psychology of everyone. She is a typical high IQ and low EQ.

Then I thought about it, "Don't keep thinking about high-end things, be down-to-earth, find someone to write a short joke, and then look for Wang Zhichao's funny guys, they can directly perform a cross talk for you. Believe it or not ? You can instantly kill all the monsters."

Chen Yuyu nodded, "The squad leader is right, so why don't you play a role?"

Squad leader Bian threw a rock at his own feet, which can be described as serious, and he didn't expect that he would be included in the category of "Wang Zhichao's teasers".

Two days later, Chen Yuyu really came up with a mini drama script.

The script tells the story of a group of scholars from the same hometown in ancient times who went to Beijing to take the exam together, passing through a teahouse, and a series of stories about fighting poetry and tea with the daughter of the teahouse shop. Next, the parts involving male and female teasing were harmonized one by one. Chen Yuyu caught a group of boys who were usually gags in the class, and played all boys as the leader, which made the other classes who had heard the news look forward to it out of curiosity.

Oh, by the way, because this bad idea came from the squad leader Bian, in the end everyone pushed him into the role of "the shopkeeper's daughter".The girls in charge of clothing and make-up in the class are gearing up, vowing to turn their monitor into an earth-shatteringly beautiful tea seller——

At first he refused, so the wise and mighty squad leader Bian, did you blaspheme if you said it?However, he was handsome for less than three seconds. He betrayed Wang Zhichao, Li Qin and others' witnesses and Chen Yuyu, the cultural committee member, lightly said that the monitor, you don't want to escape, otherwise Wang Zhichao and the others will know who the idea came from.

Thinking about it, she felt grief and anger on the spot, shaking her fingers and said with tears in her eyes, "Girl, you cheated..."

Then he hugged Yu Jinle and said, "Boom."

Yu Jinle stroked the mentally handicapped dog's head and thought, "This kid is really worrying, don't you get too stupid after being stimulated?" Then he said insincerely, "Go, go, contribute to the class, the class leader wants Take the lead, and I'll go and help you."

As a result, on the day of the performance, he wanted to wear a floral jacket and put on heavy make-up and ran out of the dressing room, so he frightened Yu Jinle, who was helping out backstage with errands, and fell head over heels.

The girl in charge of makeup ran after her with a makeup brush, shouting as she ran, "Squad leader, don't run away, it's not healed yet! Your eyebrows are only half painted!"

The others also frowned and the corners of their mouths twitched.

The make-up girl sighed secretly: Sure enough, the comics are full of lies. A handsome guy who puts on women's clothing and a wig and then turns into a beautiful woman is simply the most unreliable two-dimensional YY, which has nothing to do with science.

In fact, the handsome guy throws off his thick arms and rough waist to prop up the women's clothing, not to mention the beauty, that's a burly head at all!Don't look at it and try to look tall and thin, but it can't stand the northern man's background. Putting it on a floral skirt, coupled with stiff limbs and rough movements, it looks like an old monster who went to the wrong channel and came to the human world. With hot eyes, everyone could no longer have second thoughts.

Fortunately, this script was originally performed as a comedy. Since the squad leaders who are dressed as women are so ugly, they don’t mind having a mole or a hair on their faces, and the girl who puts on makeup in the end fixes it here and there. Simply paint the side idea like a flower.

Wang Zhichao and the others came out from the other side, and when they saw their squad leader's haunted look, they were immediately amused. They waved their rented costumes and long sleeves to meet them, provoking their big painted face and "tsk tsk":

"This little lady is really a sign, why don't you come over and have a drink with your brothers?"

The weight of the taste caused five of the people to throw four of them on the ground, and the remaining one directly hit their heads.

Thinking about it, he could let it go, and appropriately lowered his head, showing a bit of shyness.