Bamboo Horse Warm Flower

The afternoon clouds drifted by leisurely, and the legend of Wen Xiaohua in the mouth of the Crab Legion finally bid farewell to the primary school era where chickens and eggs were fighting, and entered the junior high school era where geckos and spiders dominated.I seem to see a jumping sharp-billed squirrel running from the Ice Age to the Jurassic.

I am more interested in this part of the plot. During the senior high school entrance examination, Wen Xiaohua clearly determined to go to the [-]th high school, but why did she end up in the [-]th high school like me? Today I can finally ask why.

"Doesn't Wen Fan like playing basketball?" I asked, "Why didn't he apply for No. [-] High School?"

Zhang Long sighed: "Oh, I planned to take the No. [-] Middle School, but his father insisted that he go to a middle school in other places."

"Outside?" I don't understand.Why did you go out of town again?

"With the IQ of our young master Wen, it would be condescending to go to junior high school and high school with us. His father probably thinks so," Zhang Long said, "but the top high schools in our city, including our [-]th You are not allowed to skip a grade. Have you heard of the genius class in No. [-] Middle School in Qingtan City? It is said that the class recruits geniuses like Wen Fan from all over the country, and they all study at the university level, and some even graduate students Wen Fan’s father put him there. That day, the genius class didn’t have holidays during the winter and summer vacations. As soon as we finished the high school entrance examination, Wen Fan went to the genius class to report...”

I was even more puzzled: "Then why did he come back?" Is it possible that the average IQ of that class is so terrifying that even Wen Fan can't keep up?

"I know what you're thinking," Zhang Long shrugged, "We're wondering too, but it's definitely not the reason why Wen Fan couldn't keep up with the class. After he came back, the principal of Qingtan No. [-] Middle School came to see his parents. keep him..."

Ma Mian hastily interrupted: "It means that our Master Wen's IQ is top-notch even if he is placed in that genius class!"

I nodded towards Ma Mian, this man has spared no effort to refute rumors about his idol, for fear that I might have an undue misunderstanding about Wen Xiaohua.What more can a husband ask for if he has such a brainless fan in life.

"Anyway, that's how it is. Wen Fan wanted to go to the fifteenth middle school, but his father firmly opposed it. Later, he made a compromise and went to the eighteenth middle school with us. It's also the focus of the city." Zhang Long curled his lips regretfully, " As for going to No. [-] Middle School to play basketball or something, forget about it.”

As soon as the lingering voice from Zhang Long's side fell, Ma fans started to refute the rumors again, and they said in a full-fledged manner: "But where does our Lord Wen not play basketball, why not lead the school team to the league when we are not in the [-]th middle school!"

I'm afraid they still don't know about Wen Xiaohua's application to quit the team. I looked at Ma Mian's look of wanting to print Wen Xiaohua's ant-crawling signature on a T-shirt, and said to myself that I must not tell Ma Mian, and I must protect Wen Xiaohua. Live this last brainless fan.

As they talked, the four of them chatted about Wen Xiaohua's return to junior high school from Qingtan City.After the high school entrance examination, the other grades in the school hadn't had a holiday yet, and they were all making up lessons. The Crab Legion was also at school that day. It was raining heavily that day, and four of them occupied the school basketball hall to play.In the evening, the four of them huddled shoulder to shoulder and walked out of the school gate under an umbrella. Suddenly, a drowned chicken appeared from the school gate!

No one expected that Wen Xiaohua would suddenly come back.It is said that he secretly ran back from Qingtan City alone, and even the expenses for the return journey were all made up by himself. It is impossible for his father to pay him this money.It's not easy for Wen Xiaohua to come back this time. His father paid all the expenses for his studies into the campus card. He doesn't have a single coin on him. He is poor and destitute. After some street fighting, he escaped from the militarized school. He was hungry and rained all the way, and finally returned to the familiar school gate. Tears filled his eyes and pawed at the iron gate. Not a student of our school, the gate guard who had a personal grudge against him refused to let him in. Wen Xiaohua ran three times outside the fence, and the guard chased him three times. Later, Wen Xiaohua was really cold and hungry, and his energy was exhausted. I had no choice but to wait outside the door. This was impossible before, even if he turned into a puddle of water, he would still flow in through the crack of the door!

The Crab Legion was stupefied looking at Wen Xiaohua who was drenched in the rain and shrunk into a ball. Wen Xiaohua sneezed twice, and hurriedly got under the umbrella that was not spacious at all, muttering that I was so cold to death, so cold. kill me...

"It's not that I'm cold to death," Ma Mian interrupted Zhang Long dissatisfied, "It's that I miss me, miss me, Master Wen misses us..."

Obviously, the two sides have different opinions about what Wen Xiaohua was mumbling about at the time, but I am still more willing to believe that "I'm cold to death".

Not long after this, Father Wen finally agreed to transfer Wen Xiaohua back, and the idea of ​​skipping a grade was also given up. Of course, Wen Xiaohua also paid a heavy price for this. According to Zhao Fu and Liu Dou, Wen Xiaohua came to them one day, and She didn't even recognize anyone——Wen Xiaohua was beaten up by her father until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and she walked with them on the street proudly, smoking Mala Tang.

After listening to it, just thinking about these pictures is enough to make me feel distressed.Wen Xiaohua is such a fun-loving person, how can he stay in the closed genius class without even a vacation, besides, he only has four friends, the Crab Legion, how can he be willing to leave this crab that has been with him for many years? , without the crab, how can he walk sideways? Wen Xiaohua who can't walk sideways is just a flower in the greenhouse, that's not Wen Xiaohua.

***

Before class started in the afternoon, I called Wen Xiaohua. As soon as the call was connected, Wen Xiaohua hummed weakly.

This was too dramatic, I looked at both ends of the corridor, covered my phone, and whispered: "It's me, Wei Tian." Please stop acting!Your mother is right, you really have too many dramas!

"I know," Wen Xiaohua groaned lazily, and the show hadn't started yet, "Wei Tian, ​​I'm sick..."

"Really sick?" I didn't know whether to believe him or not.

"I watched the meteor shower on the roof last night. I probably caught a cold and had a fever~" The first half of the sentence is quite normal, but the latter sentence "I have a fever" sounds like a coquettish...

"Have you taken your medicine?" I asked.

"I haven't found where the medicine is after searching for a long time, and I'm too lazy to go out to buy medicine..."

"You are the only one in your house?"

"My parents have gone to Europe, and it will take half a month to come back, and I'm alone."

Why do I hear his voice at the end of every sentence has a weird tone, like a thief squirrel with rolling eyes, is this beating around the bush and asking me to see him? "Okay, then lie down well, how about I come and see you after school?" I asked tentatively.

"Oh, good," the voice became energetic even though he was still having a fever, "Then take a note and write down the address!"

I'm your neighbor, so I live downstairs at your address!

"Wei Tian, ​​have you got the pen and paper?"

"Take it!" I said impatiently.

"Oh, let's remember, our community is quite big. I live in the innermost area, Ganyuan County...Gan is sweet Gan, and Yuan is the source of the source...Have you finished writing it? Unit 7 , Unit 7, 18-1, it’s 18-1, not 8-1... Remember it? I’ll repeat it again and you’re right, Ganyuan County——Unit 7——18-1.”

I'm about to drop my pen, it's been eight years, and this guy doesn't even remember that I'm his neighbor!Eight years, the newlyweds have been married for eight years, and their children are all in elementary school. Maybe they have a second child. Why don't you remember me at all? Have you fed your conscience? !

Alas, I was just cursing in my heart, and I knew that even if I went back and shook Xiao Wen Xiaohua's shoulder Erkang asked him why he was so fickle, Wen Xiaohua Guduo could only be shaken by me If you say you don’t remember, you don’t remember, Ge Ge!Then leave me humming a song and run away...

It’s not accurate enough to say that the neighbors are above my room. Wen Xiaohua’s lair is above my room. I can hear the movement when he jumps up and down a little fiercely. When he jumps up and down, my chandelier can shake, and his lizards are still here. Come drop by, hide under my paper, I came into the house after dinner to do my homework, almost scared to death.

In the first grade of junior high school, once Wen’s mother went away, Wen Xiaohua did an experiment at home, disassembled the ironing machine and telephone landline into eight pieces, and assembled a door response robot. When his mother came home and opened the door, she saw this ugly man standing in the entrance. The door-response robot that exploded angrily slid Wen Xiaohua to the balcony. I was watering the flowers on the balcony, and when I looked up, I saw Wen Xiaohua's head poked on the balcony railing. Of course he didn't see me. Bi Mawen, who was trapped, kicked his legs rebelliously, turned his head and vowed that he could put it back, I can put it back!His mother gave him an hour, and an hour later I heard Wen Xiaohua howling from being beaten, and put on earplugs silently.

After Wen Xiaohua entered high school, she has calmed down a lot since she was in junior high school. She is no longer so fussy, and she seldom gets beaten up and cried. Well, that’s not true, it’s rare to cry, and she gets beaten every minute. .

This is what I wrote in my observation diary after high school:

X year X month X day

Hua is practicing again, now is the time to review her homework, she has no public morality at all!I wish you a racket to kill your little monsters!

X year X month X day

Hua is practicing again, and now it's time to take a shower at night, and she has no sense of public morality at all!I wish you a ball smashing your mother's vase!

Entering high school, Wen Xiaohua aspired to become a professional basketball player. The first thing she did when she came home every day was to practice hard in the room. I couldn’t be quiet when he practiced. Since I couldn’t do my homework, I decided to find a ball to practice with. .So it was like this, he smashed basketballs on it, and I played ping-pong against the wall downstairs. In less than a year, my table tennis skills have been invincible in the whole community.When the team members from other schools sighed at the back of Wen Xiaohua's lightning-like attack on the basket, the old grandpa and old lady in our community were also lying on the ping-pong table tiredly, watching me go away refreshed.