Children have no concept of time, but adults are always pushed forward by time. Before you know it, the swallows are flying back, the old trees are spitting out new shoots, and the children are growing taller than before. It turned out that the time had come to the spring of 2003.

It was a day in early April, and the weather was already warmer, but it was still cold. The sun was shining, and the plane left a long white line in the clear blue sky, and there were faint birds flying in the sky. Everything is the same as before, but the bustling alley mouth has become much more deserted.

There is a long queue in front of the No. 2 Middle School teaching building, and middle school students are lining up to take their temperatures. This year, an unprecedented virus swept across the land of China, and an invisible battle was being launched. Outside the school, the words "Masks Arrived" were posted on the door of each pharmacy, and parents crowded each pharmacy to the brim in order to buy a few masks and a few packs of banlangen.

The children on campus didn't know what it was like to be sad, they didn't feel terrible at all, and they were giggling and laughing in line. "The Last Battle" was playing on the school radio, and when the first performance came out, Qiao Lin and Zhao Linlin compared their guns with their hands and drove at each other, frolicking for a while, and soon it was their turn.

The head teacher, wearing a mask, used an infrared thermometer to measure Jolene's ear and asked her to take out her homework book. The school stipulates that the temperature of the previous night and the morning must be checked at the time of school every day, and the parents must sign it, otherwise they cannot enter the classroom.

The head teacher confirmed Qiao Lin's body temperature, nodded, and was about to let her in, but asked coldly, "Is your sister here in Fudan?"

Jolene nodded happily, "Uh-huh!"

"Has she been home lately?"

"No, my sister has also started school, so it's impossible to come back!"

The teacher relieved himself and said, "That's good." If your sister comes back from Shanghai, be sure to tell the teacher as soon as possible!"

Jolene sneered—that's too strict, isn't it?—she nodded disappreciatively, put away her homework, and hopped away.

Zhao Linlin also passed the test smoothly, and the two walked hand in hand to the classroom. The music was put to the end, and the two sang together: "I stay with you, the last distance is your side face falling into my arms, you fall asleep slowly, I can't wake you up, tears break the embankment in the trenches..."

Zhao Linlin suddenly asked seriously: "If it really comes to the last moment, will you stay with me?"

Jolene was puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Linlin sighed: "Listen to my father, once you are infected with SARS, you have to go to isolation." I was afraid to go to the hospital, and if I had to be isolated, then I didn't die of illness, so I was scared to death!"

Jolene took her arm and comforted, "Don't worry, now that the investigation is so strict, the virus will definitely be controlled." Besides, how could a man as righteous as me leave his friend alone?"

Zhao Linlin said with a bitter face: "My parents don't care about me, I only have you, you must not leave me!"

Qiao Lin winked at her and said mischievously, "Who said that you still have Jay Chou!"

Hearing the name of the idol, Zhao Linlin suddenly blossomed: "One day, he will become a superstar in the Chinese music scene, and I will marry him at that time, the sister-in-law of the king!"

Jolene never hits her best friend, she just giggles with her and daydreams with her. Zhao Linlin was very happy, and said: "The little handsome guy you like will also become a big star in the future!"

At last year's World Cup, Jolene fell in love with a Brazilian teenager at first sight. How to describe him? With fair milk skin, clear and beautiful eyes, and a tall and slender figure, he runs like an elf prince with chic agility, just like coming out of a comic. Although he only played for ten minutes, Jolene's eyes were all on him, and the bigwigs of the Brazilian team seemed to love this big boy very much.

Later, Qiao Lin desperately sold Amway to Zhao Linlin, in her words, "The moment he came on the field, he was like an angel who came down to earth in the holy light."

It's a pity that the teenager is not yet famous, and his news can rarely be seen in domestic magazines. Every time she saw news of him in the corner, Jolene would carefully cut it out and paste it in her notebook, so that when she turned it up, it was as if she was watching him grow.

Jolene hopes that he will become famous, so that he can display his talents on a bigger stage, but he is afraid that he will become famous, and the boy who looks like an angel, once he becomes famous, won't he have a lot of rivals?

Alas, the feelings of fans are so complicated.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the classroom and sat down, Yang Xu turned his head at the front table and said mysteriously: "Have you heard, there is a suspected case in the high school next door." ”

"Huh?" The two Lin were instantly frightened, and Zhao Linlin hugged Qiao Lin in fear.

"Haha, scare you, sample!"

Yang Xu looked smug, Qiao Lin rolled up the notebook and slapped him on the back of the head, and said, "If you talk nonsense like this again, be careful that I hit you!"

"Don't don't, don't beg for mercy!" Yang Xu hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "It's not that exaggerated, but something did happen in the high school, I just went to the office to listen to the teacher." ”

"Out... What's wrong?"

Qiao Lin was inexplicably worried, but when the class bell rang, Yang Xu turned his head with a regretful face and said, "I'll tell you after class!"

***

In 2003, the college entrance examination was advanced to June for the first time, and naturally there were a few happy and a few sad - some people were glad that they could be liberated in advance, but some people were worried that one month less review time would affect the score of the college entrance examination. For second-year middle school students, most people are not in favor of the college entrance examination in June!

The work and rest time of the second middle school can be called a perversion, getting up at 5:15 in the morning, going to the playground at half past five to run exercises, starting the first morning self-study at 6 o'clock, and the day's study and life begins, until 10 o'clock in the evening and the evening self-study. The dormitory students did not have time to do their homework, so they studied under the covers with flashlights. There are no weekends, one big break a month, and most of the holidays are spent making up classes. The learning environment is so harsh that many people jokingly call it "the second detention center in Hong Kong City".

After Qiao Nan went to college, he talked to his classmates about his high school life, and many people expressed disbelief. But born in a big province for the college entrance examination, so desperate may not be able to grab a pitiful admission place, what reason is there to slack off?

Because of SARS, No. 2 Middle School canceled the morning exercise time and changed it to queuing to take body temperature. This morning, Xue Dongmei sorted out the housekeeping, and the time to arrive at the classroom was a little late. There was a desk outside the classroom, where Qiao Nan was helping the head teacher take his temperature.

"I'll take your temperature!" Qiao Nan said simply.

Xue Dongmei didn't squeak, and pulled her short ear-length hair behind her ear, revealing a fairly small ear.

Others said that Xue Dongmei had a strong smell on her body, and Qiao Nan thought to herself that she must have rhinitis because he didn't smell anything. He finished taking his temperature as usual, and was about to let her in, but his face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" asked the head teacher, Mr. Lu.

Qiao Nan handed the thermometer to Teacher Lu, and Teacher Lu immediately exclaimed: "37 degrees 2?"

She shouted this voice, and the whole experiment exploded. Xue Dongmei was also a little stupid, and then said strongly: "Impossible, you must be wrong." ”

Mr. Lu measured it again, and the result was still the same. She involuntarily took two steps back and said, "Hurry up, hurry up and isolate!"

The experiment class was boiling, and many people had long seen Xue Dongmei unpleasantly, so they finally found an excuse and angrily asked her to get out. Her five roommates cried in despair as if they were infected with SARS.

It's not just that Xue Dongmei's fever makes people feel hopeless, but also because her father just came to school yesterday to see her, and her father has been working in Shanghai before. In the eyes of the second middle school students, as long as they leave the port city, the whole world is a high-risk area where the epidemic is rampant, not to mention the big city of Shanghai?

Xue Dongmei's face was pale, she glared at her classmates angrily, and she was about to break into the classroom with her head buried. Qiao Nan stopped in front of her and said solemnly: "Wait a minute, you will hurt your classmates like this!"

Xue Dongmei went crazy and shouted at the door of the classroom: "I'm not sick! You have delayed me for five minutes, and you can memorize a few words and do a few questions in these five minutes, and you can improve by a few points! If you don't let me study, you will let me die! Get out of the way!"

In the classroom, the cries of the classmates were like a heat wave, constantly impacting over, Qiao Nan's back was soaked with sweat, and Xue Dongmei in front of him was like a wolf, and the hatred and resentment in her eyes made Qiao Nan shudder. If she really delays her entrance to college, she may tear herself into strips of meat.

In this extraordinary period, when you think of fever, you will think of SARS, and when you think of SARS, you will think of violent death, and the whole school is raging, and the situation is uncontrollable... So the students' reaction is not an exaggeration at all. The young teacher Lu's face turned pale, and his trembling hand touched the phone.

Qiao Nan pressed Teacher Lu without moving, and then said to Xue Dongmei: "Don't be afraid, wait for me." ”

Qiao Nan's voice was very gentle, but Xue Dongmei was anxious and afraid, as if her favorite school was waving goodbye to her, she was resentful and helpless, squatting on the ground and crying.

The classroom was in a mess, Qiao Nan walked up to the podium, his sword eyebrows locked, and calmly glanced at the classroom. Somehow, the classmates gradually quieted down, and only a few girls were still crying quietly.

"What are you crying about? Is there a case in our class, or are you infected with the virus?"

Qiao Nan changed his former gentleness, and he was not like the "arbor" in the past, his sharp eyes swept over the class, and several girls may have been shocked by him, and they didn't dare to cry anymore, and the classroom was suddenly silent.

"Xue Dongmei came from the dormitory just now, and it is normal for her body temperature to be high. But these are extraordinary times, and we cannot let our guard down. The school has already prepared a quarantine classroom, let her observe there for a day..."

"No!" Xue Dongmei's scream echoed in the corridor, her eyes becoming more and more red and swollen, as if Qiao Nan was her enemy who she didn't share.

Qiao Nan looked at her calmly and said, "Only your own study time is important, isn't it important for other people's?" It's morning self-study time, you are crying and screaming, how many classmates have you delayed studying?"

Xue Dongmei was stunned for a moment—was he saying that he was selfish? She was just about to have a seizure, and Qiao Nan said to the whole class: "I didn't finish talking just now, Xue Dongmei will go to quarantine, and I will go with her." First, I am the class president, and I have the responsibility to protect my classmates, and second, I have just been in contact with her, and I also need to observe. ”

There was an uproar under the podium again, Xue Dongmei was also stunned, and her roommates cried again: "Look, there is still a risk of infection, what can we do?"

"Quiet!" Qiao Nan shouted and continued: "Some time ago, Huang Jinzi and Zhang Juan clearly told me that you didn't talk to Xue Dongmei at all in the dormitory, and never approached her bed, let alone drink water and eat together. You live in the same dormitory, but you don't have anything to do with each other, how can you get infected? What are you nervous about?"

Qiao Nan's words made several female voices blush, and they clutched the books - although they didn't mean to, they did isolate Xue Dongmei intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Qiao Nan stepped off the podium and put all the textbooks he could use into his schoolbag. packed up his own, and went to clean up Xue Dongmei's. Xue Dongmei didn't have a schoolbag, only a canvas bag for shopping sent by the supermarket, Qiao Nan frowned, and a trace of sourness swept through her heart.

Before walking out of the classroom, Qiao Nan turned around and said, "Others say that our class can't do anything except study, no one can participate in the sports meeting, and no one can perform at the party." Now it seems that not only can we do nothing, but we are also a plate of loose sand, which can unscrupulously isolate our classmates, and no one stands up to help her classmates when they are most helpless and comforts her. I'm the class leader, it's my responsibility, and I'll reflect on it. I hope that in the next few days, everyone will also reflect on it. Don't lose all the virtues you should have in order to get into college. ”

Teacher Lu is a well-known teaching expert, but she can handle other things in general, if there is no Qiao Nan, she doesn't know how to deal with the chores in the class. So, she whispered: "Just let Xue Dongmei go alone, what are you going to do?"

Qiao Nan said seriously: "Teacher Lu, I'm not joining in the fun, I do have a problem. Besides, let Xue Dongmei go alone, what if there is an accident?"

When a student has an accident, it is the most difficult thing to do, and as soon as Teacher Lu heard this, he immediately cheered up and advised: "You take a good look at her and protect yourself." I'll send you the papers for each subject. ”

"Okay, thank you, teacher!" Qiao Nan smiled warmly and bowed to Teacher Lu.

***

"The class leader of the first experimental class of the high school has been locked up!"

The children were nervous and excited, and they rushed to tell each other and spread the news to every corner of the No. 2 Middle School. But the news turned bad as it spread, for example, when it reached Jolene's ears, it became "Your brother is unconscious, convulsions, the high school is completely under martial law, and the ambulances are coming".

At the end, the children shrugged their shoulders, shook their heads and sighed like little adults: "It's over!"

Jolene's legs went weak when she heard this, and she ran to the high school to find her mother for the first time. The moment she ran into the gate of the high school unimpeded, she realized that what her classmates said was not true—there was no martial law in the second middle school! The ambulance did not come.

The teaching office was also calm, and it didn't look like anything big had happened at all. When Li Lanzhi saw her daughter running over, she thought that something had happened to her, so she hurriedly came over and touched her forehead.

"Is my brother really okay?" asked Jolene with a raised face.

"It's fine. ”

"Then why did you hear my classmates say that the ambulances are coming?" asked Jolene, blinking wide-eyed.

Li Lanzhi said helplessly: "What are those children talking nonsense? The ambulance didn't enter the No. 2 Middle School at all, and went directly to the family home, your Uncle Gu had a heart attack, nothing serious." Go back and let your teacher give you more homework, so that you don't have to talk nonsense!"

Jolene smiled dumbly, and asked vigilantly, "Don't go around in circles with me, my brother is really okay?"

"Why am I lying to you? The girl had a low-grade fever all the time, but she didn't have any other symptoms. Your brother too... What is the blind thing at this juncture?" Li Lanzhi took her daughter to the cafeteria to eat, nagging all the way.

"My brother is so cool! like a hero!" Hearing about her brother's feat, Jolene immediately turned into a nymphomaniac.

"What kind of hero? There are still two months to take the college entrance examination, and he has not done well in the monthly exams these few times, what can he do at this time?" Li Lanzhi became more and more angry the more he spoke, and the pent-up anger surged into his heart.

"My brother is amazing! He must know it!" Qiao Lin used chopsticks to fork the steamed bun, eating with relish.

"Yo, you're going to speak for your brother, don't want to kill him?" Li Lanzhi glanced at her little daughter's eating appearance, and began to nag again: "Who taught you to eat like this? Can you use chopsticks to fork steamed buns? Who did you learn these bad habits?"

Jolene suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face, and she no longer had an appetite. Every moment with her mother was so tormenting, and she regretted coming here to find out the news from her mother.

Li Lanzhi sent her daughter away, and after thinking about it, she went upstairs to the isolation classroom for a turn. Several girls gathered at the top of the stairs and were exchanging words to each other: "You just quarreled with her, you go and send it!"

"At first, you laughed at her soil, you go!"

"You talked to her in our dormitory, you go!"

The sharp-eyed Zhang Juan saw Li Lanzhi at a glance, and hurriedly said to her companion: "Run!

But now it was useless to escape, Li Lanzhi had already approached and asked, "You don't go to physical education class, what are you doing here?"

We were worried that Xue Dongmei hadn't eaten, so we went out to buy some bread. Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Jin Jinzi said generously.

Li Lanzhi said: "Teacher Zhou from the infirmary is watching in the isolation room, and he will bring them food when he eats it. But your thoughts are rare, why don't you just send them over?"

The three girls looked at each other again, not daring to say anything. Li Lanzhi heard about the conflict in their dormitory, and sighed: "How good it should have been if you guys were like this earlier!"

The three girls still lowered their heads and didn't speak, Li Lanzhi said: "Forget it, a slap doesn't make a sound, and it's not just your fault that there are conflicts, and I don't intend to criticize you." Give me the bread, and I'll pass it on to Xue Dongmei. Go to physical education class, or you'll be skipping school. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Li!"

The girls fled quickly, and Li Lanzhi took the bread, put on a mask, and came to the isolation classroom. This is an abandoned language classroom, and during the SARS epidemic, Principal Xu decisively transformed it into an isolation room. The school purchased ten beds and placed them against the south wall, each with a curtain. Therefore, the conditions here are a little more comfortable than the classroom.

Teacher Zhou from the infirmary said cautiously on the side: "Originally, there were a few students who pretended to be sick and skipped class and came here to sleep, but when they heard that Xue Dongmei came to quarantine because of a fever, they were so frightened that they smeared oil on the soles of their feet and ran away. ”

Li Lanzhi said solemnly: "Xiao Zhou, you must do a good job at the critical moment. Some students are obviously not sick, but they want to come here to occupy the bed, and if there is a problem with their classmates, there is no place to rest, and it is easy to cause infection. Your work is very important and related to the safety of all our teachers and students!"

Mr. Zhou had never felt that his work was so sacred, and he immediately said energetically: "Director Li, rest assured, I will take care of it and be responsible for the safety of all teachers and students in the school!"

Li Lanzhi nodded approvingly and said, "Hard work!"

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