Since then, Jiang Hongshao has often appeared on the side of the board newspaper culture wall in the evening, and sometimes she will "nah!" and have to hand over a bag with a few bottles of water in it. Sometimes holding three ice creams, Yu Xiao and Cheng Ran brought them in, regardless of their dirty hands, holding a wooden handle to eat Hu Erhi.

The two couldn't help but feel as if they were with Jiang Hongshao, and they were inevitably fed by her at all, but how they got along with her was generally related to food, and the first thing was to steal her loquat and a big bag of fruit she sent. But the mentality is different, stealing loquat that time is called a humiliation, and then these few times it is much more at ease.

Sometimes she also has itchy hands, picks up a paint pen to help color, or asks some composition questions, Cheng Ran feels that it is constructive, and changes it, otherwise she insists on her own opinion, and the two of them will argue. She can often be seen holding a pen, one hand around her chest, and the other hand resting on her chin, looking at Cheng Ran's painting skills beside her.

That side face is itchy.

The boys and girls enjoyed the rare tranquility, talking about the comet they were going to paint, and this comet was in the sky above them, and on a clear night, whether they lived in the same neighborhood or not, they could look up and see as if there was a common secret fermenting in their hearts.

Comet Haile Pop was not very vivid in Cheng Ran's memory back then, only that it had happened, and this comet was also bleak in his memories because of the misfortune of his family in ninety-seven years.

And now above their heads, Cheng Ran found that it was so bright that it was easy to recognize, because it had surpassed the brightness of all the stars in the summer night.

Sometimes Jiang Hongshao will not appear, leaving two people in the board newspaper area, Yu Xiao feels a little like a year. Cheng Ran is okay, after all, he is the chief writer of the board newspaper, and he mainly has something to do, although he also admits that when Jiang Hongshao is present, everyone's atmosphere is more active, and he can also smell the good smell of soap in the air.

This is the same as the ink on the test paper in the classroom and the rustling of the trees in the hot playground, which are memories that can be recalled and made happy for many years to come.

"Optimal solution to the eleventh question...... △ Is the area ratio between ADE and quadrilateral BCED supposed to be like this...... "In the lower right corner of the blackboard, it has become a temporary place for Yu Xiao to ask Cheng Ran for mathematical, physical and chemical problems.

"You go back to the past to verify, and in the third step, recalculate the value of AD to BE......"

"Oh, really...... It's wrong here, I'll do the math again......"

Yu Xiao is almost used to Cheng Ran's recent demons, and the most unbelievable thing is that Cheng Ran asked him to do his homework here every day, and if he didn't understand, he would explain it to him. Yu Xiao scoffed at first, can you teach me at Cheng Ran's level, ignoring his own calculation problems, but he got stuck in the middle of the way, and Cheng Ran took the chalk and solved it.

Several times in a row, Yu Xiao was abused to the point that he lost his temper. However, there is still a bottom line, and he will never bow to Cheng Ran unless he has to.

What is certain is that this method is indeed helpful to Yu Xiao, and the review efficiency is also improving.

When there are only two people alone, they will occasionally lead the topic to Jiang Hongshao, guess what her family does, what do her parents do when they live in a government compound, and a large part of a person's cultivation comes from family factors, and the family should also be a scholarly family.

Yu Xiao also inquired about Jiang Hongshao, it doesn't matter if she doesn't inquire, she found out that there are a lot of boys who have a crush on her in the grade, it is said that in the second year of junior high school, there were people in high school who heard about it and confessed to her at the school gate, but she was scolded back at that time, a high school principal, and a group of friends to help, but Jiang Hongshao was repeatedly attacked, from the truth of life to the future and fate, the high school principal at that time was still struggling for a while, trying to convince her, but the level of helplessness was far from the opponent, and the bouquet he was holding in the end was pulled down, and when he slipped away, he threw it into the public blue shell trash can on the side of the road。

After this incident, most boys didn't dare to get too close to her, so don't look at her low-key, this low-key is based on absolute strength.

"I just learned that Lu Tao of the basketball team and Min Hai of Class 7 ...... And that Zhang Keqi, don't you know, he also likes red peony! It is said that he also wrote love letters, and the beginning is "You are as brilliant as a star...... so sour that it is sour, no wonder the stone sinks into the sea, how can the old Jiang respond to him! Damn, if it weren't for the most gossipy Zhao Mingming, we still don't know these things, looking at that guy's usual serious academic bully, he is still the team leader. The most annoying thing is that my mother pointed to him as a model for me at the time, saying that "Zhang Keqi won the first place in the school science and technology competition, why don't you learn from him, you see how many people Zhang Keqi has in this exam, how many you ...... "What's the matter, it's not secretly writing a love letter to her, it's sanctimonious!"

Sometimes Yu Xiao would suddenly ask in a mysterious voice with some deeper inquisitive desire, "What do you think...... A girl like Jiang Hongshao...... How?"

Cheng Ran stopped talking, paused for a moment, and then continued, "You have a very good personality, you are open-minded, and you are very smart...... Be generous and don't hold grudges, it couldn't be better!"

Yu Xiao was stunned, what is this, it is not the result of what he wanted to know in his tone just now......

But after just a slight surprise, Yu Xiao patted his thigh, "I almost want to raise my hands in approval, the so-called 'just classmates are young, in their prime, scholarly spirited, scolding Fang Xuan!' Lao Jiang's demeanor can be described with these few poems......"

Then a lazy voice came from behind the building slab, "Oh, I'm smart this time......"

The slender figure walked in, "Really, when did you find my ...... outside?"

As the days go by, the last art show in junior high school ...... Before you know it, it's coming.

It's like a sports meeting, a theatrical show, a basketball game...... In the memory of young people, it seems that the air is sweet, and Cheng Ran remembers that he was often so excited that he couldn't sleep the day before, and the next day he was full of energy.

Cheng Ran walked out of the corridor with the first rays of morning light, smelling the fresh air without the haze of the future, he had a good night's sleep last night, and even canceled his morning run today.

He passed by Yu Xiao's unit building and saw that he hadn't gone out yet, knowing that this kid was probably the same as him in his previous life, he couldn't sleep at night, and he would inevitably get up late today.

Anyway, at nine o'clock to the Shanhai Hall, the Shanhai Hall is located on Kuixing Street, is a large hall of the hall, in this era, many schools and large units in Shanhai City activity venues, are rented here.

Cheng Ran thought that he had gotten up earlier, and he also considered that basically all the students in the first middle and junior high school would gather from all directions today, so he got up a little earlier, but when it came to this moment, the bus was simply overflowing, and I didn't see these students so active in class.

Crowded to stop at the platform on Kuixing Street, Cheng Ran stood under this auditorium, the shape of the auditorium is square, this year still retains the architectural style of the 80s, the appearance is a layer of colored sand real stone paint, the touch is rough, but this time is the trend of the building.

Cheng Ran's memory is the yellowed exterior wall, the water stains that have been baptized over the years, and the graduation ceremonies and theatrical performances that I have seen in this auditorium many times since I was a child, and those shadow puppet figures imprinted in my memory.

The current hall looks clean and tidy, as if the yellow membrane in memory has been torn apart, revealing a new skin.

The hall is a few steps higher than the road, below is a small square, the fence is built along the sidewalk, usually if there is a stage play, the movie ticket sales are in a ticket house next to the fence, today the iron gate is naturally opened to both sides, all grades and classes are gathered in the small square, and then led into the venue by the class teacher, after more than ten minutes, one after another people will come, and so on, it will move to the venue, mainly to facilitate the maintenance of order, each class has delineated the location of the area in advance, and those who are late can also successfully find the location of their class。

There was a sudden agitation in the crowd, and it turned out that a group of girls with makeup got out of the car and walked straight in, and many people spontaneously gave way at this time.

Those who put on makeup, or those who came to touch up their makeup, and those who came with performance costumes, all went backstage.

At this time, Yu Xiao also came, and the girl named Su Qian in the class came over, she had just changed into a performance costume in a national costume, dressed up in a green suit, and said to Yu Xiao, "Yu Xiao, you said okay...... Go and help!"

Needless to say, Yu Xiao promised other girls something, even if it was a 10,000-year-old fight, Cheng Ran was not surprised. But the sleeve was grabbed by him, "Let's go...... Let's go back to ......"

And Yu Xiao came backstage, in Cheng Ran's eyes, the very tall stage in his memory now seems to be a little simple, the big red curtain as the background, with colored paper pasted on the content of a Chinese art show theme, the props are just tables and benches, and various backgrounds constructed of foam cardboard, but the stage is big enough to accommodate a hundred choirs, there is still some momentum.

In fact, the quality of most of the performance costumes is not good, that is, the pursuit of a stage effect, the makeup still depends on the original embryo, itself is not good-looking, and it is still difficult to look at the stage makeup, and similar to the natural embryo is good, whether it is heavy makeup or light wipe, it is always appropriate.

But when all this is standing on the stage, when the lights and music are playing, all the flaws are covered by light and shadow.

Because it is a show for the entire junior high school, there are still a lot of people backstage, eighteen programs, from nine o'clock in the morning to half past eleven o'clock, which is two and a half hours. Cheng Ran saw that the "Moon Lake" team led by their class Yang Xia was in the first few preparation positions, a group of girls Yingying Yanyan were excited and nervous, and Yang Xia was in white clothes, like a swan, very conspicuous.

When Cheng Ran turned his head, he happened to be opposite Jiang Hongshao in a red performance costume, her hair hung down softly and smoothly, and the performance dress was a red gauze skirt, antique, no matter what era it was, no matter how avant-garde and fashionable the clothes were, it would be outdated, but it was such a Han and Tang Dynasty costume, even if it was just a simple right hand without ornamentation, it was indescribably elegant.

Jiang Hongshao obviously didn't expect to bump into Cheng Ran backstage, and for some reason, when they ran a board newspaper cultural wall together, she never revealed that she had performed at the art show.

Now that Cheng Ran sees her outfit that shows her feminine posture so much, it is probably because of the color of the clothes, which makes her face a little red.

Cheng Ran asked, "Do you have a performance?" ”

Jiang Hongshao nodded, "Well, you ......"

Cheng Ran pointed to the backstage, "I'm here to help." ”

Jiang Hongshao clenched her sleeves with her hands, "Okay." ”

It's just such a simple conversation, why doesn't it look like the usual style......

Cheng Ran waved his hand, "Come on, cheer you up!"

"Good. ”

Seeing Jiang Hongshao and him staggered towards the front, Cheng Ran smacked slightly, was she a little shy just now?

This side of the old ginger......

It's cute......