I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

On Monday, there is a regular meeting of the Student Council.

After a semester, the students in the first year of high school are no longer "Xiaomengxin" who don't understand anything.For the purpose of cultivating students' self-management ability, the grade director, Boss Cao, was absent from the regular meeting, and Xi Yue, the chairman of the student union, presided over it.

In fact, there was nothing major to announce at this meeting. It was just that Zhuang Wenyao was notified that Class 1 of the airline was in charge of this week's class rotation, and that manpower needed to be on duty to check late arrivals, clean the public areas of the campus, and so on.

Xi Yue: "That's all you need to pay attention to. If you have any suggestions on school affairs or problems in life, everyone can raise them, and I will report them to the director."

Zhuang Wenyao sat at the bottom and looked around. Seeing that no one was going to speak, he raised his hand: "Chairman, I have a report... No, I have something to report!"

Xi Yue was amused: "You say."

"Cough, um, that's it," Zhuang Wenyao stood up, "I have something to do in the evening self-study, and I left a little late. It was about ten o'clock when I left the teaching building. Most of the lights in the classroom and in the corridor They were all turned off. At this time, I realized that there were no street lights in the courtyard of the teaching building, but it was dark!"

Lu Zhiheng, who was sorting out the meeting materials, suddenly looked up at him.

After that night, they seemed to have reached a certain kind of tacit understanding. When the two met, they both tacitly avoided related topics, but they both maintained a very high sensitivity to this in their hearts.

Zhuang Wenyao pretended not to notice his gaze, and continued, "You said it would be dangerous if a classmate left late at night and was alone!"

"Well, yes." A slight surprise appeared on Xi Yue's face, "Is there no lamp in the courtyard of the teaching building? Why has no one noticed..."

A boy said: "Maybe it's because the students didn't want to stay in the classroom after evening self-study, so they all went back to the dormitory with the crowd."

There were a few laughs in the room.

Zhuang Wenyao said: "How can it be, many students in our class don't return to the dormitory until ten o'clock! On the way back..."

"Hey!" The classmate exaggeratedly called out, with a strong sense of contempt in his words, "The airplane class loves learning so much? Learn how to fly a plane?"

Many boys in the grade have heard a little about the "class culture" of the aviation class, and their smiles were even harsher: "Is this still worth learning? They are all veterans, and they practice every day!"

"..." Zhuang Wenyao's expression froze, and he didn't show any dissatisfaction with the obvious unfriendliness of the classmate. Instead, he stuck out his tongue mischievously, "Yes, you can't learn it even if you want to! Slightly."

The boy gave him a blank look: "Tch, who cares."

"Students, please pay attention to etiquette and don't interrupt others' speech." Lu Zhiheng's smile didn't reach his eyes, and he looked at Zhuang Wenyao, "Go on."

Although it was a smile, it was easy to detect the difference.It was rare for the vice-chairman to smile so carelessly. The students looked at each other with wide-eyed eyes, and the atmosphere became inexplicably tense.

"Oh, where did I go..." Zhuang Wenyao didn't seem to care, and said, "Going back at night, when you pass the courtyard, you can't see the road under your feet, isn't it dangerous?"

Xi Yue nodded: "It's a very serious problem. Thank you Zhuang Wenyao for your feedback. I will report it to Boss Cao."

Zhuang Wenyao bowed contentedly: "Thank you, Chairman!"

Xi Yue recorded this question and said to everyone: "It's getting late, there is nothing else, let's stop here today."

Lu Zhiheng also smiled and said, "Recently, the temperature difference between day and night is huge, students pay attention to adding or removing clothes, and be careful of catching a cold~"

Seeing that the vice chairman had finally returned to his usual appearance, everyone finally relaxed: "Okay! Thank you, senior!"

……

The school leaders attach great importance to the problems reported by the students, and the work efficiency is very high. Within a few days, street lights were installed on the patio, which is brighter than the corridor lights. It competes with the lights on the basketball court. Provides a convenient "court".After the first evening self-study, the students took their badminton rackets and played in the courtyard with their friends during the half-hour break.The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and the courtyard is getting more and more lively day by day.

That night, Zhuang Wenyao and Zhang Yeran went to the window in the corridor to watch the students play: the pure white light illuminated the small world like daytime, and the ordinary cement floor tiles under their feet were like silver-white sandy beaches. The comfortable figure and relaxed smiling face constitute a free and happy island.

"Brother Yao, look, that boy played well!" Zhang Yeran said excitedly, "The smash was so beautiful! The two girls next to me are not so good, they can't even get together..."

Zhuang Wenyao wanted to take a look at the distance and relax his eyes, so he agreed casually, his eyes passed through the laughing crowd and fell to the opposite side of the window, and his expression suddenly became concentrated:

Opposite Mingde Building is the Qiushi Building of Senior Two. The classroom of Aviation Class 1 is the first room on the south side of the first floor, corresponding to Class 1 of Senior Two.At this moment, there was a person standing opposite Zhuang Wenyao by the window of that classroom, just like him, watching his classmates play ball leisurely.

Facing each other from a distance, Lu Zhiheng also saw him, smiled and waved.

"God Lu!" Zhang Yeran waved his hand in surprise in response, "Brother Yao, look across!"

How could Zhuang Wenyao not see it, and he was a little dumbfounded.

Although his back was facing the light source in the classroom, Lu Zhiheng's face, eyebrows, and hair were all covered with a layer of silver light by the cold light from the newly installed street lamp in the courtyard, every inch and every angle looked unreal.

This lighting is too foul.

Seeing that he was still, Zhang Ye pressed his head to force him to look at Lu Zhiheng: "There!"

"Oh, I saw it!" Zhuang Wenyao turned his head to fight with him, deliberately not looking at the other side, "Don't mess with me! Are you annoying..."

……

In physical education class, Zhuang Wenyao, who is full of self-sacrifice, and Zhuo Tianjiao, who is from the brother class, went to the tennis court together.

Tennis is considered a sport with a relatively high threshold among high school students.Although the students are enthusiastic about the tennis club because of Lu Zhiheng, but the physical education class is related to the actual results, so not many people take the tennis class. Classes 1 to 4 of the first year of high school and classes 1 to 4 of the second year of high school take classes together.

The tennis teacher was a young female teacher with a fit and plump figure, and her every move was confident and lively.As soon as he saw Zhuang Wenyao, he immediately touched his head kindly: "The boy in the aviation class also chose my class! I'm so happy!"

Zhuang Wenyao smiled embarrassedly, and was about to say something when she said again: "Let's warm up before class and run around the field twice. But I heard that all of you in the aviation class are physical fitness kings. Afraid you won’t like it? Then go to the playground and run a few laps! Remember to come back and gather with everyone at the same time, don’t miss the preparatory activities~”

"?" Zhuang Wenyao repeatedly complained, "Don't you teacher! Why are you treating them differently? I like it! Just run here with everyone..."

"Stop talking nonsense, go!"

The students in the ordinary class burst into laughter, and even Lu Zhiheng in the queue couldn't help laughing a little more in his habitual smile.

Zhuang Wenyao saw that he could not escape the fate of running laps, so he quickly pulled someone on his back and pointed at Zhuo Tianjiao: "Teacher, he is also in the aviation class, why doesn't he need to run laps?"

"Ok?"

Zhuang Wenyao has always believed that the key to sports is sports, and what to wear is secondary.In addition, he didn't have a tennis uniform, and it seemed nondescript to wear a basketball uniform to tennis lessons, so he didn't change his clothes, and he was still wearing the blue camouflage uniform of the airline class, which was instantly recognizable.But Zhuo Tianjiao was different. Before class, he professionally changed into his tennis equipment. He escaped the teacher's eyes for a while, but now Zhuang Wenyao ruthlessly exposed his "disguise".

"Oh, Tianjiao, right?" The teacher smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize him after changing clothes, he's so handsome! Go run with Wen Yao!"

"Yes." Zhuo Tianjiao nodded resignedly, and followed Zhuang Wenyao with a dark face.

Zhuang Wenyao laughed and grabbed his shoulders: "Brothers are going to go together!"

The two good brothers ran two laps on the playground under the sun, without blushing or panting. When they returned to the tennis court, everyone had just finished running and assembled.

After finishing the regular preparatory activities, the teacher said: "Students who have learned tennis last semester, or who have basic skills, can find a place to practice freely. Next, I will take the students who are taking this course for the first time to learn the basic movements... ..."

Lu Zhiheng left the team with his racket, and Zhuo Tianjiao also wanted to practice freely, so he asked Zhuang Wenyao, "Going to play?"

Zhuang Wenyao thought about it. Although he signed up for the tennis club last semester, he hadn't practiced for a long time to avoid suspicion, and he hadn't received professional teaching, so his foundation was weak.Let's learn from the teacher this time!The old saying: "I'm not going, just practice the basic movements. You two fight!"

"it is good."

After practicing the basic movements for a class, it was quite exhausting, and I was sweating a little.But the uniforms of their aviation class—the camouflage jackets are not easy to take off, for fear of being checked by the discipline inspection department.

At this time, the school uniforms of ordinary classes showed their advantages.When it’s cold in the morning, I put on a blue and white jacket; at noon or after exercising, I take off my shirt and wear it alone. Not only is the temperature suitable, but it also complies with the dress code.

With such an all-purpose blue and white coat, Lu Zhiheng still thinks that it is not good-looking, so he really does not know how to be blessed in the blessing!

After returning to work, Zhuang Wenyao dared to take off his coat to cool off.

After a while, Zhang Yeran, who chose basketball, and others also came back, wearing the basketball uniforms they changed in advance, their faces were dripping with water, they should have washed their faces after sweating.

Zhuang Wenyao raised his chin at him: "How is it, Yezi, is basketball class fun?"

Zhang Yeran sat down on the chair, panting and pouring water: "It's been great! How about you, how is your tennis class? I see you didn't sweat a lot."

"Yes, after practicing the basic movements of a class, I'm not very tired."

"Tsk, the basic moves are boring..." Zhang Yeran felt a little unworthy of him, "Why don't you come to the basketball court to play with us next time?"

"Farewell, the teacher already knows me, I don't dare to skip class under her nose." Zhuang Wenyao said, "Besides, God Lu is also in class with us, it's not boring..."

"God Lu?" Zhang Yeran drank half a bottle of water in one go, and heaved a sigh of relief, "I remembered, did you join the tennis club last semester just for God Lu? Damn, you don't have a crush on him, do you?"

Zhuang Wenyao punched him and subconsciously said, "Get out, I'm a straight man! Straighter than moving in a straight line at a uniform speed!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of a piece of physics knowledge: charged particles moving in a straight line at a uniform speed fly into a magnetic field and are affected by the Lorentz force, and then change to circular motion...

The author has something to say:

Zhuang: There is a magnetic field around npy, when I see him, I bend/spread my hands

Lu: Who is not/shrug