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There are only a few elementary schools and junior high schools in the townships that are not at the level of the urban-rural fringe. The level of each is about the same. There is really nothing to choose. Therefore, the students basically follow the rules of allocation according to the street, and go to whichever is closest to home. which.

Xie Ming’s elementary school and junior high school were taught in this way, as were his classmates, which resulted in most of his junior high school classmates coming from the same elementary school as him, and the remaining half from another elementary school a little further away. Small.

A group of familiar classmates, although there is nothing new, but it is conducive to adapting and integrating into the new environment.

Xie Ming was very famous when he was a child. His grades were good and he hung three bars. He won the first place in the 100m runner for six years. He was as flexible as a monkey when he climbed the horizontal and parallel bars. I often triumphantly show girls climbing the parallel bars.

Xie Minglian's level of fighting was well-known among the children in the neighboring streets.So he was a man of the moment when he entered junior high school. In other classes, there was always a kind of gang gap between the first and third elementary students, but there was almost no such thing in his class. It all depended on Xie Ming being a good "leader" of the class. The first one has a label, but the third one is willing to obey him.

Leader Xie was triumphant and enjoyed the feeling of uniting all the students and then suppressing the audience.

But after half a semester, he found that there was a classmate who didn't seem to be successfully united.

This person is far away in the sky and close in front of his eyes. He is his deskmate, Wen Yixin.

Wen Yixin looked very gentle and sensible. He was twelve or thirteen years old and had just entered junior high school, but he didn't have the childish and frizzy characteristics of boys of this age at all.

Usually Xie Ming would go straight to find his buddies to catch up with or play cards as soon as the bell rang after class, so carefully counting the few exchanges with Wen Yixin happened during class time.

At first, he felt that this deskmate was too a "good student", and he would stare at the teacher intently in class, and would not chat with others.Obviously sitting in the last row, this unique condition can be wasted, I really don't know the good and the bad!

However, Xie Ming is also the leader of the first class. He feels that he can't be a role model in some things, but he will not harm others.So although he really wanted to chat and make small moves in class, he only collude with people who had the same idea, and he would not disturb students like Wen Yixin who wanted to listen to the class well.

Every time he "disturbed" the plot, he asked Wen Yixin questions such as "Where did the teacher say just now" and "What words did the teacher say to dictate later in the afternoon" and so on.

It wasn't until the day of Chinese class that he started to desert again, and he deserted to the side of his deskmate Wen Yixin's white and clean face.

He thought: It seems that Wen Yixin not only doesn't talk to me very much, but also rarely communicates with other students.Why?There are always people in the class that he has known before. Doesn't he have good friends among his elementary school classmates?

Thinking of this, class leader Xie felt a sense of responsibility to unite his classmates, and couldn't help interrupting Wen, who was listening carefully, "Don't you go to play with others after class?"

Wen Yixin didn't know why this deskmate started to ask weird questions after listening to the class well, but he felt that ignoring people was a bit bad, so he said, "Well, I want to finish my homework quickly."

"oh, I see."

The two of them didn't have the following text, and just looked at the surface and started to attend the class again.

Of course, it was Wen Yixin who started listening to the class again. Xie Ming hadn't attended the class from the beginning to the end. After a while, he started to ask again: "Then you spend all your time doing homework after class, and then go home directly after school, why not?" Don't you have time to play with your classmates?"

Wen Yixin nodded naturally.

This nodding look fell on Xie Ming's eyes, but it was forcibly given the color of "lonely and pitiful".

He wanted to say, "Aren't you lonely? Don't you want to play with your classmates?", but he felt that it was not good to be too straightforward, so he finally asked: "You are from the third elementary school, are there any classmates you knew before in our class? "

Wen Yixin shook his head: "My primary school is in Qiulan."

Xie Ming: "What?" He had never heard of this elementary school.

Xie Ming's "what" alarmed the Party Central Committee.The Chinese teacher is the class teacher, and usually gives the class cadres a lot of face. Although he knew that the class leader himself was acting as a monster, he didn't criticize directly, but coughed hard as a warning.

The two children shut up tactfully.

Half a minute later, Xie Ming received a note from his deskmate with the word "Qiu Lan" written on it.He stared blankly at the note, thinking that even if I knew which two words it was, I wouldn't know which school it was.but……

The writing is so beautiful... Is this cursive script?

Children of this age disdain to write regular script properly, and want to imitate adults to write some "scribbled characters", but they imitate in a non-descript manner without proper shape, and the strokes are messed up.

Wen Yixin is the one who writes "scribbled characters" the best among his peers that Xie Ming has ever met, even better than adults.

This little note was only two words in total, and Xie Ming read it over and over for most of the class.

After class, Xie Ming rarely ran over to find his cronies. It seemed that he wanted to have a long talk with Wen Yixin on the issue of class unity.

One of his friends, Jiang Zixiang, called him, "Brother Ming, are you playing cards?"

"Call back after class next session, I have something to do with Wen Yixin!"

Jiang Zixiang: "Why don't you sit so close to each other and talk about it in class!"

Xie Ming scolded with a smile: "You think they are all fucking like you, I have to listen carefully in class!"

At this age, Xie Ming's EQ has also developed along with his IQ.He wanted to say just now, "Wen Yixin should listen carefully in class", but before he blurted out, he felt that this sentence was a bit like a few bad boys isolating good students, so he changed it abruptly to "I have to listen carefully in class".

Wen Yixinyan also looked up at Xie Ming, waiting for the monitor to speak.

His eyes are beautiful, the pupils are darker in color, and sometimes give people the illusion of pure black, and the narrow double eyelids look very heroic. After Xie Ming dealt with Jiang Zixiang and the others, he turned around and met these eyes. Suddenly throbbed, and forgot what to say for a moment.

"Cough... I don't think I've heard of your elementary school."

Wen Yixin nodded understandingly: "Well, it's a bit far from here."

"In the city?"

"Uh...it should be." Wen Yixin actually didn't quite understand where the boundary line between the city and the countryside was.

"Hey, so you are from the city?" Xie Ming rubbed his nose, "No wonder you feel that you are quite unusual."

Wen Yixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Isn't it normal...not really."

To change to someone else, Xie Ming should have had the idea of ​​"so you are a high-ranking city person, no wonder you don't play with us country people", but facing Wen Yixin, he didn't have these thoughts at all.

Wen Yixin doesn't have any thorns on his body. If he wants to say he is superior, he, Xie Ming, will make people feel superior.

"Okay, no wonder you don't know anyone." Xie Ming Erlang raised his legs and said very "squad leader", "But you can't stop playing with your classmates. I know you have a quiet personality, but no matter how quiet you are, you should You don’t even like the feeling of being alone. If you think that everyone is playing with people you know before and you don’t get along well, then tell me, and I will take you.”

Wen Yixin nodded and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Xie Ming later found out that Qiulan Primary School is a veritable noble primary school.

After he went to the city to attend high school, he once passed the "Qiulan Elementary School" station by bus. He was stunned for a while when he heard the name of the station.

It was a Saturday, and there was no one in the elementary school.He stood blankly in front of the red stone tablet at the school gate, craned his neck to look inside like a thief.Seeing that Uncle Security couldn't sit still——

"Who are you? What's the matter?" The security guard stared at him. If Xie Ming was not wearing the school uniform of a key middle school, he would probably have been dealt with by the gangsters back then.

Xie Ming's speech is still very good. Although he was a little distracted just now, he can handle it well after reacting: "Oh, uncle, I was also a student here. I happened to pass by just now, so I was wondering if I could go in and have a look."

Most of the students who attend Qiulan Primary School will continue to attend its junior high school and senior high school, but some will transfer to ordinary schools.

How did the security guard know that he was lying, after all, Xie Ming looked clean and upright, and he was a teenager wearing a key middle school uniform.Anyway, there was no one in the school on Saturday, so he let down his vigilance after hearing the words: "Do you have an ID card?"

Xie Ming took out his student ID card and asked with a smile, "Is this okay?"

The security guard took it over and compared it, okay, it's the same person: "You put the ID here first, and get it when you come out."

Xie Ming nodded, said "thank you" and entered the school gate.

Qiulan Elementary School is really beautiful. Xie Ming used his elementary school and junior high school as a reference before, thinking that their provincial key high school was good enough, but Wen Yixin would compare their high school with just one elementary school.

The outside of the lecture hall and gymnasium looked imposing, but they couldn't get in on weekends, so Xie Ming walked away regretfully.The administrative building, the office area, has nothing to see, and Xie Ming doesn't bother to go in.

What impressed him most was the cafeteria. This rainbow-colored building is located next to a small garden. Inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the wooden tables and chairs are painted a pale yellow sunshine color.What caught his attention was the wall on the left. The wall was covered with large and small blue and white porcelain plates, and the elegant cultural atmosphere rushed to his face, which formed a contrast with the childlike architectural appearance.

Qiulan Primary School is so wealthy that it has built a science and technology museum to cultivate children's scientific thinking, and an art gallery dedicated to the works of previous students, as if to tell everyone that if you have money, you can do whatever you want.

The rest is the large playground with a 400m runway (including outdoor volleyball courts and football fields) with its own giant auditorium, eight outdoor basketball courts, and six outdoor tennis courts.Xie Ming gritted his teeth with hatred, and said that I had seen a 200m playground before I went to high school. After I entered high school, the playground was equipped with a 400m playground, but I had to move chairs to the playground to watch when there was a sports meeting.

Forget it, let’s not mention it, Uncle Xie left behind a vicissitudes of life, so he decided to go to the teaching building to have a look.

There are five teaching buildings in Qiulan Elementary School. At first, Xie Ming wondered if there were so many students in this elementary school. It was not until he looked into the classroom through the glass that he remembered that Wen Yixin had indeed mentioned that their elementary school has small class teaching. There are no more than twenty students in a class.Xie Ming, who had 60 students in one class in elementary school, expressed his inner numbness.

The fire curtains are locked on weekends, so you can't go upstairs, you can only look around on the first floor.

The outside of the classroom is very beautiful. The corridor is like a corridor in a garden. When you look up, you can see vines and green leaves.The inside is even more beautiful-smooth wooden floor, exquisite podium, tables and chairs, complete multimedia system, clean anti-reflective magnetic blackboard, fans and air conditioners are as reliable as ever.Maybe these things can be seen in ordinary schools many years later, but they are really rare in the 90s.

Xie Ming's forehead was pressed against the classroom window, and he seemed to be able to see Wen Yixin who was obediently studying in such a classroom five or six years ago, and he didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth curled up.

Just thinking about it makes me happy.

If only I had known him since elementary school.

If only he was from our high school.

If only we could go to the same university in the future.

If... Xie Ming didn't dare to think about it. If there was no such thing, they had already lost contact. Even if they reconnected, they would be good friends at most. How could there be so many hypotheses.

At the beginning, Xie Ming didn't know why, so he stuffed the small note with "Qiu Lan" in the pencil case and didn't throw it away. Later, he fell in love with Wen Yixin, so he was even more reluctant to throw it away. He still puts it away until now. Inside the wallet.

It doesn't mean to put it in the wallet, it's just because I haven't liked anyone new in these years.Don't say that there has been no contact at all these years, even if there has been contact, he doesn't think he will have any development with Wen Yixin.Because he would definitely not bend a straight man, who knows how rough the road of homosexuality is.

This time, after many years, he suddenly contacted Wen Yixin—and if he had the opportunity to deepen the connection—he didn't intend to confess any feelings.He just felt that he would be very happy if he could get along with Wen Yixin more, as a good friend.

Yes, it's good to be good friends... After all, there is no other way.