Delicacy

At twelve o'clock at noon, the big face of the sun hung high in the middle of the sky, unscrupulously releasing enthusiasm, making the steps of the students on campus even more difficult.

Qin Yuanmu stood on the roof of the laboratory building, the glare of the sun and the smell of nicotine in his mouth colluded, and his mind was in chaos.Sweat slid down his Adam's apple, staining the neckline of his short sleeves a little wet.

It's not that it's not hot, but Qin Yuanmu's heart is extremely cold.What is hot on the outside and cold on the inside?After thinking about it, Qin Yuanmu thought of the old refrigerator at home that was as old as him.

Today is the first day of the new semester, Qin Yuanmu and his sophomores will be re-divided into classes according to the choice of arts and sciences.Looking at the bustling crowd of ants under his feet, Qin Yuanmu threw down his cigarette butt, thinking that he would burn everyone with a torch.

An hour ago, Qin Yuanmu confessed his love to his best brother in the first year of high school.Judging from his cynical expression at this time, the result was not satisfactory.Although Zhang Qing didn't say anything unsavory because of the friendship that had lasted for more than a year, Qin Yuanmu knew that there was no such thing as a lover but a friend with the complicated and veiled look in his eyes before he left.

It wasn't until Qin Yuanmu felt that he was about to suffer from heat stroke in a second of exposure, that he walked slowly towards the stairs.

When he came to the crowded teaching building, Qin Yuanmu squeezed into the crowd.Although his expression was still tense, it was not as ferocious as before.That's it, it's already past tense, let him go away.

The messy sound and hot air made Qin Yuanmu feel even more depressed. Qin Yuanmu impatiently raised his schoolbag to block the overly enthusiastic sunlight.Qin Yuanmu found his name on the last page of the liberal arts class after searching for a long time in the densely packed small script. It was obviously ranked according to grades.

Class [-] in the [-]nd grade of high school, this is the class he will stay in for two years.

After entering the shady teaching building, Qin Yuanmu felt a little more comfortable, but his throat was still dry and uncomfortable.After hesitating for a while whether to go to the store to buy a bottle of ice water, Qin Yuanmu thought about it but still didn't return to the sunshine.I should have known that I stopped smoking just now, but now my throat is so astringent.

Class [-] is at the stairs on the second floor of the teaching building. It seems that going to the cafeteria to grab food in the future will give them a slight advantage in terms of location.

As soon as I approached the classroom, I heard a noisy sound like flies inside.Pushing the back door of the classroom, he remained motionless.In desperation, Qin Yuanmu had no choice but to walk to the front door. He really didn't want to be surrounded by people like a monkey, especially when he was in a bad mood.

Sure enough, the moment Qin Yuanmu entered the door, the classroom was eerily quiet for a moment, and everyone's eyes were on him, most of them were curious eyes, and some were his classmates in the first year of high school. There was a slight smile in his eyes.

If these people knew what happened an hour ago, I'm afraid they would laugh more happily.

The seats in the first few rows are basically full, and Qin Yuanmu likes the corners of the back row more because of his temper.But at this moment, Qin Yuanmu didn't want to look at those eyeballs looking at him even more, so he randomly found an empty seat next to a girl in the second row and sat down, and put his schoolbag on the table lightly.

"Damn, so dragging?" The female deskmate wearing black-rimmed glasses glanced at Qin Yuanmu.

He looked sideways at his deskmate, who was wearing an ugly school uniform, big ugly glasses, ugly bad-quality bracelets, and ugly canvas shoes, all of which lowered the girl's not-so-ugly face several notches.But Qin Yuanmu doesn't care, no matter how good-looking he is, he is not interested in girls.

"It's average." Qin Yuanmu responded lazily.

"Hey handsome guy, what's your name? My name is Wang Ya." The girl is very familiar.

If it wasn't a girl, Qin Yuanmu couldn't help beating her up. Isn't this person usually blind, didn't you see that he was depressed?Qin Yuanmu glanced at Wang Ya, and said coldly: "I will definitely introduce myself later, and you will know when the time comes."

Wang Ya opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but Qin Yuanmu interrupted her, pointing to the comic book she had put in her Chinese textbook: "Shut up and read your comics, and be careful I'll give you spoilers."

Only then did Wang Ya turn her head away, and carefully blocked the small comic book, just like guarding against hooligans.

Wang Ya's behavior of shutting up obediently made Qin Yuanmu a little satisfied. He groped into the drawer, and Qin Yuanmu pulled the rubbish left by his seniors to the ground with a very unhappy expression.The bottom of the drawer was stained with a piece of red-yellow chili oil, which was obviously the remnant of the package of spicy sticks just now. Qin Yuanmu resisted the urge to lift the table, took out a tissue from the bag, and wiped it vigorously.

In the new semester, everything is so fucking inappropriate!Qin Yuanmu ruthlessly balled up the red tissue and threw it on the ground behind him.

"Ah, my shoes!"

Hearing the exclamation, Qin Yuanmu slowly lowered his head and turned to take a look. What caught his eyes was a pair of brand new white sneakers, with a dazzling red stain on the edge of the upper.

Looking up, Qin Yuanmu saw a boy with a sad face.

This boy's appearance can't be called ugly, but it's hard to call him handsome, he can only be called a little cute.The hair is short and rustic, tied on the head like a hedgehog, but it also suits the boy's temperament, very... rustic.A pair of big eyes are piercing, but it's a pity that Qin Yuanmu can't find other bright spots at first glance.However, at this age when acne is in full swing, it is already very rare for a boy to not look crooked.

Why are you stretching your legs so far forward?Qin Yuanmu opened his mouth, and before the provocative words came out, the boy showed a hearty smile: "It's okay, it's a small matter."

Qin Yuanmu was suddenly discouraged, turned around silently, and continued to tidy up his drawers.It seems that he has not recovered from Zhang Qing's refusal, and he really wants to find someone to fight, but he can't arouse the interest.Annoying, really annoying.

More and more people came into the classroom, and the decibel level of the noise reached a new high.Qin Yuanmu frowned and looked at the group of people who came in together at the door. The person surrounded in the middle should be their leader, with a rebellious look on his face, the zipper of the school uniform was wide open, revealing the colorful short sleeves with big flowers inside .Qin Yuanmu thought that it would be difficult for him to control this kind of service with his good looks, let alone this dear friend.Qin Yuanmu didn't bother to look at him again, took out a bound edition of the story from his bag and spread it on the table.

You can't see it, Qin Yuanmu just wants to find something to break up the name of someone in his mind.

The two deskmates who hate each other, all kinds of classmates, and the messy classroom, all of these are very similar to the scene when they first entered school in the first year of high school.Qin Yuanmu vaguely remembered that he seemed to be in a bad mood at that time, and he was also looking at an old magazine.Unfortunately, there is no one named Zhang Qing here.

When the noise in the classroom was about to approach the vegetable market, a little old man with a slightly hunched back finally walked into the classroom and walked straight to the podium.Out of ignorance of the new teacher, the noise gradually subsided, and the half-grown girls and boys all looked at the little old man curiously.

The little old man picked up a piece of chalk from the desk with a smile, turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard: Wanjigao.The strokes are vigorous and powerful, and the three word marks are stuck on the blackboard squarely.

"Everything is inferior, but reading is high." Wan Jiegao said with a smile, "I will be your class teacher for the next two years, and I will be in charge of your Chinese class."

Sparse applause resounded in the classroom, but Teacher Wan's many years of teaching experience was enough to face this somewhat cold scene. He coughed lightly and looked around the classroom.

"I think everyone has come here." Wan Jiegao smiled and walked to the edge of the podium, "When you come to a class, there are naturally some you know and some you don't. Today we mainly introduce ourselves."

Qin Yuanmu sneered in his heart, it really was such a boring link, it was really boring.He is not interested in the names of his classmates, or he is not interested in life now.Qin Yuanmu just wanted to find an empty corner, have another cigarette, and punch the wall a few times.

Wan Jiegao paused and then said: "Let's start from the first row, let's connect end to end in this order..." The old man gestured an S in the air, "The students who go up write their names on the blackboard first, and then they will be connected with each other." The teacher just said the same thing. Come on, this classmate!"

Wan Jiegao knocked on the tabletop at the first place by the door, and it was the prodigal son with big flowers and short sleeves just now.

A few bluffing younger brothers took the lead whistling and applauding, and the classroom became noisy again. This brother smiled triumphantly and strode towards the podium.

Wang Ya pushed Qin Yuanmu nervously: "Damn, I knew I would be the last one. I don't want to introduce myself in front of so many people at all."

Qin Yuanmu didn't bother to pay attention to her, and pointed to the window on the other side: Then you jump down.

Wang Ya rolled her eyes, and continued to pick her fingers to avoid looking at him.Brother Dahua and Short Sleeves had already walked to the podium at this moment, the chalk was rubbing against the blackboard harshly, and accompanied by the howling of ghosts and wolves appeared two big characters like dogs crawling: Yang Wu.

"Hi, everyone," Yang Wu thought he was very smart and threw the chalk into the chalk box, "My handwriting is ugly, please don't worry about it. My name is Yang Wu. My grades are not good, so I like playing basketball. Playing games or something, nice to see you all."

After speaking, Yang Wu scratched his head with a smile, as if he didn't know how to proceed.His little brothers hissed everywhere in the classroom, making Qin Yuanmu want to tear up the story and stuff it into their mouths.

"My family has something to do with the Education Bureau." Yang Wu suddenly thought of something, "Everyone can come to me if you have anything. That's it, thank you!"

Amid the applause, Yang Wu laughed and walked off the podium.

Wan Jiegao shook his head under the podium and smiled wryly: "Student Yang Wu, can I find you for the teacher's job evaluation in the future? Haha, I'm just kidding. Come on, next one."

The second classmate was a very introverted little girl. After writing down her name, she began to introduce herself with a voice as thin as a mosquito.She pursed her lips and lowered her head, unknowingly thought she was saying her dying prayers.Qin Yuanmu lazily looked at the sky outside the window, the sun was still so glaring, but Qin Yuanmu couldn't feel any warmth except for the physical heat.

The self-introductions went down one by one. Some of the students who came to the stage were dull, some were lively, some were funny, and soon it was Wang Ya's turn next to Qin Yuanmu.

Qin Yuanmu moved the stool forward, Wang Ya squeezed out from behind him, and the bracelet rubbed against his back, which hurt a lot.Qin Yuanmu clicked his tongue, did this girl do it on purpose?

On the podium, the girl didn't show the nervousness in her mouth, at least Qin Yuanmu didn't see it, but her self-introduction was quite concise.Qin Yuanmu found that Wang Ya was quite tall, at least 1.7 meters.Girls with this size are really cruel to men.

Wang Ya jumped off the podium, and Qin Yuanmu went straight to the aisle. Amid the symbolic applause, he walked up to the podium silently and left his name on the blackboard.

After writing these three big characters, there was a burst of surprised murmurs from the audience.

Qin Yuanmu's handwriting is beautiful.

Speaking of which, it's all thanks to his old and rough father.Qin Yuanmu's father has no education, so he is full of admiration for cultural people who can speak and write. When he was young, Qin Yuanmu's education was: whether he likes to write homework or not, he must practice his handwriting.Therefore, Qin Yuanmu's grades are not very good, but his beautiful handwriting can really fool people.

After writing the name, Qin Yuanmu turned around and said some polite words in a desperate tone, which was basically the same as the previous classmates.After finishing speaking, Qin Yuanmu walked off the podium gracefully.

Teacher Wan seemed to be full of interest in this kind of activity. Every student came to the stage, his eyes were full of expectation and encouragement.Qin Yuanmu was just the opposite, the afternoon sun made him yawn lazily.

In the middle of a yawn, there was a shaking sensation under his buttocks - the boy behind him was kicking his stool.

This is one of Qin Yuanmu's most intolerable behaviors, he turned his head coldly.

The boy didn't have any self-knowledge, but he still had a bright smile on his face: "Your name is Qin Yuanmu? The name is really nice. You are arrogant, Yuanmu Ganquan Fengcao... Your family is really cultured."

Qin Yuanmu sneered, seeing the boy's ignorance, he tentatively thought it was not mocking his father.But Qin Yuanmu really didn't expect that this silly-looking boy actually knew this very unpopular Song Ci.Back then, his father searched through ancient poems to find this name that was both cultured and not too bad.

But kicking the stool is really unbearable, Qin Yuanmu glanced at the boy's smiling face, and turned back.

The boring self-introduction activities continued, and Qin Yuanmu's boredom did not decrease with time. He looked out the window for a while, and flipped through magazines for a while, but he just didn't want to stay here any longer.

There are more and more strange characters crooked and twisted on the blackboard, and they have already occupied half of the country.After skimming through a short story, Qin Yuanmu raised his head inadvertently, and found that the boy sitting behind him was already standing on the podium.

On the blackboard is the boy's name, Lian Xiao.

And coincidentally, the two crooked characters Lian Xiao were written under Qin Yuanmu, the contrast was even more obvious, like a scrapped three bungee parked next to a sports car.Well, it might hurt to say that, so let's replace it with a brand new three bungee.

At this time, Qin Yuanmu didn't know that these two ordinary words would accompany him for such a long time in the future.

It can be seen that Lian Xiao is really nervous, he just keeps giggling, and speaks incoherently: "Everyone, my name is Lian Xiao, a local... I think most of what I'm doing is local, right?" ,Ha ha……"

Qin Yuanmu laughed sincerely, and quickly commented on Lian Xiao in his heart: Stupid.

"My family runs a restaurant, which is on the snack street outside the school." Lian Xiao was still talking nonsense, "Everyone can eat at my house if you have time, it's free!"

After speaking, Lian Xiao bowed, and then said belatedly: "Oh, by the way, my restaurant is called Happy Restaurant!"

Amidst the roar of laughter, Lian Xiao quickly ran off the stage blushing.

A gust of wind passed by Qin Yuanmu's side, and Qin Yuanmu smelled the pleasant smell of soap on the boy's body.For some reason, Qin Yuanmu's heart suddenly calmed down, as if his ungraspable back finally had an itch to scratch.

Qin Yuanmu continued to flip through the storyboard, and with the last name squeezed into the corner of the blackboard, this stupid link was finally over.

Wan Jiegao walked up to the podium slowly with a smile, talked about some common topics about study and life, and ended today's first meeting.Qin Yuanmu quickly took out his schoolbag, and followed the large army towards the dormitory building like a zombie coming out of a cage.

If the shift is changed, the dormitory must also be changed.Thinking about it, Zhang Qing will not be in the dormitory opposite in the future, and Qin Yuanmu doesn't know whether he is more disappointed or more fortunate.

Walking to the shade of the trees outside the dormitory building, Qin Yuanmu didn't go in in a hurry, but skillfully drilled into the grove behind the building, stepped on countless barrels of noodles, and lit a cigarette.

It wasn't until half of the cigarette was smoked that Qin Yuanmu made up his mind again, forget about Zhang Qing.Even though he was in the boring self-introduction session just now, he has made this determination countless times.

The sun in the afternoon, the bustling crowd, the teenagers trapped in love, all these are very similar to all the youth novels.Qin Yuanmu pinched his cigarette, patted the dust off his clothes, and strode into the dormitory building.

The weather in summer always changes as soon as it is said. As soon as Qin Yuanmu walked in, the sun shrank into the thick dark clouds in the sky outside.There was a muffled thunder, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the ground crackling, as if God was paying homage to his endless confession.