I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

April in the world is the season of warm spring and flowers blooming.And April in No. [-] Middle School is the happiest time of the year, because in this April, one of No. [-] Middle School's most grand events runs through: the Science and Technology Cultural Festival.

Here, no matter the grades are good or bad, regardless of the ranking.As long as you have passion in your heart, any kind of interest can get the opportunity to show.

During the class meeting on Monday afternoon, Liu Ling walked into the classroom with a smile on her face, stood on the podium, and glanced at the whole class: "Everyone should do their homework, write their homework, and study. I will say a few words, and you just listen."

Liu Ling's class meetings are always relatively casual, and she never asks everyone to listen in the standard elementary school student sitting posture with their heads up and their hands flat on the table.But despite what she said, the students still closed their pen caps consciously and sat upright to listen to the teacher's speech.

"It's been more than a month since the school started. Compared to what everyone has heard, the annual science and technology cultural festival of our No. [-] Middle School is about to open. You must have heard from the seniors and sisters that the 'two festivals' can be regarded as our first year or even the entire high school. Biggest event ever. So take your chances and have fun."

Someone from below booed: "Okay——"

"But I would like to remind you that after playing for fun, you have to study hard while studying. The midterm exam will be a week after the two quarters..."

Everyone automatically ignored the news about the "midterm exam", and their minds were full of "have fun".

Someone raised a question: "That's not right, teacher, so what kind of activity is the 'two festivals'? How can we participate?"

Liu Ling stepped off the podium and came to inspect the aisle between the desks: "The 'Technology and Culture' festival, as the name suggests, is science and liberal arts. Throughout April, Chinese, mathematics, English, material, chemistry, biology, politics, history, Activities are carried out at the same time in the disciplines of the Nine Universities. Students can freely sign up according to their interests and energy, make preparations, and finally show in the whole school. The specific activities of each discipline are different every year. The teaching and research groups will hold meetings one after another and wait for the class at that time Delegate to announce. I can only disclose one thing, the activity of the mathematics subject is the modeling contest."

"Modeling? What is modeling?"

"Mathematical modeling, that is..."

Liu Ling introduced the relevant knowledge of mathematical modeling to the students. The students didn't understand what they heard, but they only understood one thing: their personal level is not enough, so they feel that mathematical modeling is difficult and time-consuming, and they don't care about their grades. Not helpful, tasteless.

"You may not have much contact with mathematical modeling, and students who are engaged in mathematics competitions may know something. But don't be afraid, interested students can sign up for it, and ask me if you don't understand anything. The important thing is that this group In the process of cooperation, it doesn't matter whether you get the ranking or not..."

Because Liu Ling in the old class is a mathematics teacher, and the threshold for activities in mathematics is so high, the students are a little bit less interested.But it wasn't until the planning proposals of various disciplines were issued one after another that everyone realized how interesting the two festivals are.

First of all, the Chinese activity is the "Textbook Drama Performance Competition", and each class has a program. "Dream of Red Mansions", "Thunderstorm", "Hongmen Banquet"... the classic repertoires in any Chinese textbook are all popular, and they are performed almost every time, and every time there is a surprise.Of course, not all classes are interested in performances. Some of the tenth-level scholars fooled two people into performing "Encouraging Learning": one acted as an ignorant prodigal, and the other acted as a Confucian sage Xunzi, who spoke earnestly to him Memorize the text without hesitation, and it can be regarded as a "textbook play".

The English activity is the "Exhibition Contest of Foreign Language Style", and there is no limit to the number of programs for each class.Speeches, songs, poetry recitations... as long as they are foreign languages, you can sign up enthusiastically to show your foreign language literacy.

In addition, there are "Innovative Experiment Contest" in chemistry, "Ecological Bottle Making Contest" in biology, "Current Politics Comment Speech Contest" in politics, "Historical Encyclopedia Knowledge Contest" in history, "Geographic Drawing Contest" in geography, and various activities of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea. Show its ability.

But the most exciting activity is the one in physics - the Paper Airplane Contest!

When Li Yu, the representative of the physics class, announced the news, the whole class was shocked:

Yuan Jiawei was the first to stand up: "I will participate! My paper airplane has flown the farthest!"

"Bragging B, your folding method is definitely not as advanced as mine!"

"Nonsense! How advanced can it be?"

"I'll open your eyes now!"

May I ask, which boy didn't play with paper airplanes when he was a child?What's more, their class is full of boys, and when their self-esteem comes up, they insist on competing for the top and a showdown. If they don't fold a stunning paper airplane, they will feel sorry for the name of their airplane class!As a result, the sound of tearing paper in the classroom was heard one after another, endlessly.

Zhuang Wenyao shouted unlucky in his heart: He is on duty tonight!

"Hey hey hey..." Zhang Yeran at the same table snickered, "They are all so weak! Brother Yao, do you know that when it comes to origami airplanes, I rank second, and no one dares to rank first!"

"Oh?" Zhuang Wenyao raised his eyebrows: I'm sorry, someone really dared, although it wasn't me.

Zhang Yeran said in a low voice, "I'll tell you secretly, I can fold paper airplanes in ten or eight ways!" He made exaggerated hand gestures while speaking.

Zhuang Wenyao looked suspicious: "Eighteen kinds?! Is it true or not?"

Zhang Yeran swears: "Of course it's true! I'll prove it to you right now!" As he spoke, he turned the language accumulation book to the back and prepared to tear the paper.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Zhuang Wenyao stopped him, stood up suddenly, put his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Students, pay attention! Zhang Yeran said that he knows eighteen kinds of folding methods, and he wants to show us! None of the students challenged—"

"Eighteen kinds? Awesome!"

"Pediatrics, brother, I know one hundred and eight! Come break your head!"

A hot origami competition kicked off. The classroom was full of excitement and paper airplanes were flying all over the sky. Of course, the students on duty were the ones who suffered in the end.

At ten ten o'clock, the students left the classroom one after another.Zhuang Wenyao was the last one to leave. He was responsible for taking out the trash, turning off the electricity, locking the door, and clearing the classroom.

I glanced at the overflowing paper airplanes in the trash can, dumped them all into the public trash can unceremoniously, and shook them in the air, tidying them up cleanly.

I'm sorry, no matter if it's eighteen or one hundred and eight, it can't compare to Xiaoyue's one!

After everything was tidied up, Zhuang Wenyao turned off the lights in the corridor and planned to leave through the south door.

Since the installation of new street lights, students have gradually become accustomed to entering and exiting classrooms through the courtyard.

Walking to the corridor between Mingde Building and Qiushi Building, I suddenly saw a figure.This time it's not the back view, but the front face.

"Little... No, Lu Zhiheng!" Zhuang Wenyao cried out excitedly, and ran over in three steps at a time, "Why are you alone? Brother Xi is so good with you, why didn't he go with you?"

"Are we doing well?" Lu Zhiheng smiled, "Your Brother Xi went with Senior Sister."

"Oh...I value sex over friends, I can't forgive him!"

Lu Zhiheng was very generous: "It's okay, I've known her since junior high school, and my love is stronger than gold, so I should give way."

"That's it..." Zhuang Wenyao was a little envious of her childhood sweetheart, but still puzzled, "Then logically speaking, Brother Xi will be with his girlfriend as soon as he enters high school. How did you get to know each other?"

"Because I often stay in school on weekends, I simply changed dorms and became roommates, and we got to know each other better." Lu Zhiheng replied.

For students who stay in school on weekends, if all the roommates go home, it is still very lonely to live in a room alone.Therefore, it is also allowed to temporarily change beds during the stay in school, just to be each other's companions.

"Actually, we are the type to exchange feelings of companionship," he added, "It's just that we don't have to sleep alone when we stay at school on weekends. We're not inseparable every day. It's not as good as you said."

Zhuang Wenyao listened, and empathized for a second. Duan Xi: I treat you as a brother, but you treat me as a companion. Sleeping tool!

It was getting late now, most of the students had returned to the dormitory, and only the two of them walked side by side in the courtyard as bright as day.

Zhuang Wenyao asked him: "Are you also on duty today?"

Lu Zhiheng smiled and said, "No, go to self-study."

Zhuang Wenyao kept tsk-tsk: "Did Xueba work so hard until so late? It's too convoluted, too convoluted."

Lu Zhiheng: "What is this? Our class has always defaulted to self-study at ten o'clock. I am the only one who goes back to the dormitory as soon as the bell rings. I can run faster than anyone else. Now that the lights are installed in the courtyard, I can finally keep pace with the group."

Zhuang Wenyao laughed, "That's it." The logic in Lu Zhiheng's words should only be understood by him.

Because he was afraid of the dark, Lu Zhiheng always went back to the dormitory first at night, never stayed up late, and went to bed very early.Go to bed early and get up early.

"The opening of the 'Two Festivals', have you notified me?"

"Ah."

"How about it, what project do you want to participate in?"

Lu Zhiheng remained calm: "Of course everyone will participate."

"Participate?!" Zhuang Wenyao was taken aback, "Scholars are masters of time management!"

Lu Zhiheng explained: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that the arrangement of the 'two festivals' for senior one and senior two is different. Your activities should be richer, but ours is different. The activities of each subject are all 'knowledge contests', that is It's just a monthly exam under the guise of 'two festivals'."

"Huh?" It was also shocked, but admiration was replaced by pity, "Then you are too miserable..."

Lu Zhiheng helplessly spread his hands: "After all, I'm a sophomore in high school. So the 'Two Festival' is a carnival that only belongs to the first year of high school."

"What about the senior year?"

Lu Zhiheng said: "In the second semester of the third year of high school, there are no activities other than the [-]-day swearing-in and graduation ceremony."

Absolute tone, often accompanied by despair.

"Tsk, it's so pitiful." Zhuang Wenyao felt sorry, "Our physics is a paper airplane competition, and we thought you would definitely participate, but I didn't expect it to have nothing to do with you... Sigh."

"Paper airplane?" Lu Zhiheng was slightly surprised, "It's a very interesting event. Last year we were physics models."

Zhuang Wenyao also cheered up: "This is also fun!"

"Yes," Lu Zhiheng said, "Actually, you have an aviation class this year, and there should be many interested in model airplanes. I don't know why there is no plan to continue the model airplane competition."

"I don't know, maybe paper airplanes have a lower threshold than model airplanes, and the students' participation is high!" Zhuang Wenyao vividly described the grand occasion of the origami competition in his class, lamenting that Lu Zhiheng was not in time and could not catch up with the paper airplane competition, otherwise Definitely come out on top.

After finishing speaking, he began to encourage him again, "Hey, you are so good at origami airplanes, it's a pity that you can't participate in the competition! How about you teach me, so that these frogs in the well can also open their eyes?"

Lu Zhiheng smiled and shook his head, but said nothing.

Zhuang Wenyao was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it, and happily talked about other topics: "In the performance of Chinese textbook dramas, Ye Zi actually wanted to play 'Lin Daiyu Entering Jia's Mansion'!" Boys wear skirts! Laughing dead, what a hobby, I said 'what size skirt can hold you'..."

They talked and laughed all the way, and soon reached the third floor of the male dormitory.Whenever this time, I am amazed that the time is too fast.

Zhuang Wenyao: "Then I went up?"

"Yes." Lu Zhiheng smiled, "Go to bed early."

"Goodbye~"

After returning to the dormitory, Zhuang Wenyao finished washing at the speed of light. Before going to bed, he opened the drawer and found the paper airplane he picked up on Ginkgo Road last year.

After a long time, the paper turned yellow and became old, and the pencil writing began to fade irresistibly, but Zhuang Wenyao still couldn't help rubbing the very faint marks, imagining the strokes of the wisher at that time.

Everytime we say goodbye, Idiealittle.

Who was it addressed to?The person in your heart.

……

Early the next morning, Zhuang Wenyao and his roommate had breakfast and came to the classroom for class.When packing up the books, I found an extra cardboard box in the locker.

The students' lockers are in the corridor outside the classroom.Due to the high moral quality of No. [-] middle school students, they don’t know where to pick up money and don’t pick up lost things. There are very few incidents of private destruction or possession of other people’s property. Students are very considerate and generally don’t lock the lockers.There is another reason, all the important items are packed in schoolbags, and the cabinets are basically full of books, who steals other people's tutorial books when they have nothing to do and don't study?

But there are many things that put things in other people's lockers, such as classmates borrowing and returning things, young lovers feeding each other, exchanging gifts... and now, unknown objects left without saying hello.

Zhuang Wenyao picked up the paper box in a daze. His first reaction was that someone had put it in the wrong place, but when he looked carefully, there was a small word "Yao" written on the opening.

This character, in regular script, is horizontal and vertical, with one stroke and one stroke, square and upright, which is more beautiful than Zhuang Wenyao's own writing.

Zhuang Wenyao's thoughts moved, and his movements trembled inexplicably.

The moment he opened the carton, he couldn't help but want to scream: there was a paper airplane in the pure white carton, which was folded from hard cardboard. Pair face up and pair face down.