sanguine and depressive

The weather is getting hotter, which also means that the final exam is approaching.This semester has not been easy, because there are several courses to pass the exam.I was afraid that my physics and chemistry would fail, so I had to bite the bullet and learn, but I often fell asleep unknowingly in class, and was woken up by Wei Chengyu shaking or patting or pinching my face.

After the mid-term exam, Lu He emphasized the importance of the division of arts and science several times, and we must pay attention to it and think carefully.

In the middle of the term, my overall ranking was eighty, and I improved a little.The main reason is that I did well in liberal arts. It is said that Chinese is the third grade, so Lu He probably thinks that I have a good face, and often asks me to help her with homework.

Once, Lu He asked me to take everyone's dictation book, and asked me in the office if I decided to choose liberal arts or science, and I said liberal arts.She said that she expected it, and said that if she was divided into classes again, she would take a liberal arts class.The implication is that if there are no accidents, she will be my high school head teacher for three years.

I'm okay with that, and a little bit happy.Luhe is a nice person. Although there are some small requirements in school, he cares about us in private and even takes pictures of us all day long.

I was just thinking about my friend, Wei Chengyu.

I took a peek at his mid-term report card. It was out of 180 in liberal arts and out of [-] in science, and it was [-] and [-] in total.But most of the students behind him are from the overseas class. If those students are removed, Wei Chengyu is basically at the bottom of the grade.

Relatively speaking, Wei Chengyu's science is better, although it is not obvious.

I have to accept the reality, although I don't want to.After all, this kind of result does not depend on my will, and I am not able to change to science because of this. According to Lu He, "This is a joke about my own future."

But I can't tell what the future means, because I'm already rich.In the end, I had no choice but to comfort myself that it might be good to not be in the same class as Wei Chengyu, so as to prevent me from having some thoughts that I shouldn't have.Although thought is not a crime, it is enough to make me suffer.

I still remember that when the fireworks were set off in the New Year, Wei Chengyu said that Big Yu was going to turn over when he was a sophomore in high school.I just didn't say anything, but I heard and wrote it down.I speculate that the three of them may have been in an iron triangle relationship before, and it is a happy event to be able to reunite now.

After the examination, we filled out the placement letter.

Liberal arts, science, no more options.But if there are dropouts, I would actually consider it.

I ticked off after liberal arts, Wei Chengyu sat next to me, leaned over and looked at my wish letter: "Are you sure you want to choose liberal arts?"

I nodded and said "hmm".Wei Chengyu said "Oh—" and the tone dragged on for a long time, and then he lost his voice.I thought I had nothing to say, and I was about to hand in the application form, when I heard him say, "...then I'll choose liberal arts as well."

Do you mean you want to be in the same class as me?I was vaguely happy to have such a ridiculous idea, but I sincerely said to him in the words of Lu He: "You can't play with the future."

"Of course I was joking." Wei Chengyu said quickly.

I gave up the idea, like being poured cold water.Why are you always joking, I still take it seriously.

He pointed at my volunteer letter: "Should I hand it in? I handed it in for you."

I handed him my paper, and when I saw Wei Chengyu folded the two papers and handed them to Lu He, I suddenly felt a sore nose, feeling like everything was settled and the dust settled.But this tiny confusion cannot be described in words.

Class placement results are posted on the bulletin boards of each class before the official start of the summer vacation.The class going abroad has completed the first year of high school, and will go abroad to continue high school in the second year of high school.The remaining students were divided into five classes, two liberal arts, three science.

I saw my name in the class led by Lu He, and I saw Wei Chengyu's name in the class of the teacher named Liu Yuhua.Unexpectedly, Wang Dong was not in the same class as Wei Chengyu, and not only Wang Dong, but Li Dan, who had the best grades, was in the same class as Wei Chengyu in our class.

I was thinking about the basis for this class division, and I heard Wang Dong say, "Hey, Wei Chengyu, what is Liu Yifei's name, is it this? I'm in the same class as you."

I followed his finger on the watch and saw the words "Wang Xuebin".

Liu Yifei's name is also as beautiful as her person, I sigh.Unlike me, who has a single name of "Xiao", it's hard to imagine the scene when Qilao is 80 years old and everyone calls me Xiaoxiao, but I probably won't live to that time.

On the back-to-school day, school is over after getting the report card. Wei Chengyu and I walked side by side on the way home. I played the video in my mind, like the epilogue of the book, and the highlights of the movie, to review and summarize my past comparisons. Happy year.

So Wei Chengyu flickered on frame by frame like the real hero, and my pupils were the lens, capturing him and chasing his shadow.Suddenly, the director feels that he is not satisfied with the work, and there are shortcomings everywhere.Why can't I remember every word and every expression.Why can't it be longer, but that's about it.Because it is not a work of art, but a real life.

We walked along Xichuan Middle Road in silence, and Wei Chengyu suddenly said, "Will you drink that milk tea called... ok?"

I blinked twice, and I just felt a little hot, so I said, "Okay."

This time, probably because it was noon and it was a working day, I didn't see any well-dressed handsome men and beautiful women. Two shop assistants were standing at the cash register and joking with each other boredly.

Wei Chengyu and I took a cup of coconut taro, and we heard Wei Chengyu say: "But the summer vacation is still in the old class of the first year of high school."

I said "hmm" and waited for the next article, but no.

When approaching the entrance of the community, Wei Chengyu suddenly stopped and said, "Damn, you said that the class is divided according to the grades? Why am I not in the same class as Wang Dong?"

I thought he was regretful and dissatisfied that he was not in the same class as Wang Dong, so he chewed the taro balls and comforted him: "But you are in the same class as Liu Yifei."

He looked at me: "Why do you call her Liu Yifei?"

Ah, can't you shout?I quickly swallowed the taro balls, and said, "Xuebin, Wang Xuebin."

He said again: "Why are you so kind? Do you like her?"

Neither this nor that.I had to say again: "No, no."

As if he didn't believe it, he looked me up and down vigilantly.

I suddenly felt a little wronged, the coconut taro in my hand was not too sweet.Wang Xuebin is not with you, and now he is in charge of things. There are so many things, and his possessiveness is really strong.

And it's just that he and Wang Dong don't have the same class, as for it.

Obviously I am not in the same class as you.

"How do I know why you are not in the same class as Wang Dong." I said with resentment, "If you have the ability, you can knock on the door of the principal's office and ask."

I turned around and was about to leave with my schoolbag on my back. Wei Chengyu called me from behind, first calling "Hey", then "Lu Luoer", and then "Cen Xiao", I pretended not to hear.

Finally, I heard "Xiaoxiao, dear classmate Cen Xiaoxiao!"

Only my parents called me "Xiaoxiao".Immediately, I didn't feel so angry, and turned around: "Why?"

He took two steps forward: "...I just feel that I probably become a related household again, otherwise why would I go to a good class, don't you think so?"

I seemed to understand, but he patted my head again and said, "Contact me online, see you."

We part here.

I went home and thought about what Wei Chengyu said, and it is true that he eats very well at school.Not to mention the popularity, although Lu He would talk to him, but he usually likes to entrust him with any activities or opportunities, and attaches great importance to him.

But I didn't think about the concept of relationship households.I remember that when I was in elementary school, my father often liked to talk about it at the dinner table. If it weren't for his lack of contacts and connections, he would have accomplished something.Presumably contacts and relationships are inherently an advantage, and being friends doesn't look at this.

In the afternoon of the second day, I suddenly heard a sound downstairs, and when I looked around, I saw the Porsche. It was my father who had returned.

I hurried downstairs to greet her, and saw my mother also got out of the car, her hair was dyed wine red, she looked very young and beautiful.

Recently, my mother's Weibo is rarely updated, and I can still see the latest reply in the comment area asking where the blogger has gone.It turned out that my mother had been staying with my father all the time, and I didn't know what she was busy with.

Dad nodded to me and asked a few questions about the school, and I answered them one by one with a more submissive attitude, a bit like a eunuch reporting to the emperor.In recent years, maybe because Dad has been a leader, his temperament of calmness and prestige has become stronger. I am a little afraid of him.

After my father asked, he went upstairs and entered the study, while my mother stood by the car and asked me if I was on summer vacation. When I said yes, she smiled and said that I should relax.

In the evening, Aunt Jiang cooked a table of dishes and specially prepared a cup of soup for each person.Since I had acute gastroenteritis last time, I was fortunate enough not to have an overnight meal, but the daily menu is often repeated, and the dishes are relatively simple.Today's table dishes are usually not seen.I scooped it with a spoon, and the nourishing ingredients were swimming in it, no wonder it smelled like medicine.

After taking a shower, I lay on the bed and looked at my mobile phone. There was a knock on the bedroom door, and my mother's voice came from outside: "Xiaoxiao." I straightened up, and she came in with two small plates of fruit and smiled at me.

I took the plate that was handed to me and said, "Thank you." Mom didn't leave immediately, sat on my bedside, and handed me the other plate: "Xiaoxiao, you give this plate to the father in the study, by the way Look what he's doing."

I knocked on the door of the study according to my mother's instructions, and waited for Zhima to open the door. By the way, I observed the grapes and watermelon on the plate.It's such a good thing to actually remove the seeds.Dad's vague voice came from the study: "Who?"

I said: "Dad is me." Dad let me in.

I unscrewed the door with the fruit in my hand and saw my father standing on the balcony with one hand in his pocket and talking on the phone with a smile on his face. When he saw me coming in, he moved the phone away and asked, "What?"

I put the fruit on the desk and exit respectfully.

I told my mother truthfully that my father was on the phone, and she repeatedly confirmed to me whether it was a man or a woman on the other end of the phone.But Cen Zhiyong didn't let it go, which is difficult for the strong.I can only give honest feedback on the look on his face when he answered the phone.

Mom's face turned ugly.

The author says:

Hahaha, now to my favorite episode