April 1, 2003 Sunny

I never thought it was for me to have a holiday like April Fool's Day.

Except for my poor grades in math and average in physics and chemistry, I was okay in all other subjects.

So I don't think I'm a fool.

But Chongshu is an absolute fool.

No one would be stupid enough to write the words "Happy April Fool's" on the exam paper of the political unit test.

Chongshu did it.

So he became the celebrity of our class.

The political teacher is still the honest middle-aged man with glasses and a middle score, but this time he is really angry.

Do you think I'm a fool or are you a fool?

It's not terrible for him to get angry, at least it's much better than the math teacher.

But after all, he was a teacher, so Chongshu didn't dare to talk, so he only shook his head.

Why did you write this sentence on the test paper? The politics teacher crossed his waist and opened his nostrils wide to exhale, apparently unable to understand the thoughts of the current students.

I...... I just think...... I feel that we deserve to be happy...... Chongshu said hesitantly.

There was absolutely no way he could tell his politics teacher that apart from hating geography, the most annoying thing was politics class.

The political teacher was very dissatisfied with his explanation, but he couldn't find a way to educate this stupid child for a while, so he used the basic rights of the teacher and handed Chongshu over to the old class.

I thought that when I got to the old class, this matter would not end at all. After all, Chongshu has a yellow card, and if he is punished again, he can only be expelled.

I don't want to just lose him.

I mobilized my classmates in the back three rows and signed a letter to save their leader.

But unexpectedly, Chongshu came back intact.

What's going on? The old class didn't let you invite your parents, didn't say they would punish you?

No, Takaki scratched his hair, and the old class apologized to the political teacher, and then kicked me.

Is that the end of it?, I asked.

Takaki nodded.

April 3, 2003 Sunny

It turned out that the politics teacher had a story with our old class.

According to the information that Chongshu learned about it, the two of them used to be classmates at the same university. Eat, live and study together.

But the appearance of a girl broke the close friendship between the two.

In the end, the girl chose an honest and reliable political teacher, and gave up the old class with a smooth tone.

So the two began to look at each other.

But fate arranged for the two of them to be assigned to teach in our school together, and a new war began.

So the old class even appreciates what you did to the politics teacher? I asked.

Chongshu thought about it, it should be, he kicked me very lightly, with a smile.

Everyone has a story, and the end of the story determines who you will become.

I think Chongshu should be grateful to the girl who broke the friendship between the political teacher and the old class, otherwise he would have really been unable to eat and walked away this time.

Do you think we will have such a quarrel because of a girl in the future?" Chongshu asked me suddenly.

I paused for a moment, and then asked him, do you like Shen Sijia?

He shook his head.

That's not the end of it. I said, I guess I'll only be good with her in my life, as long as you don't come to rob her, we won't become like that.

April 6, 2003 Cloudy to sunny

We've decided on the jerseys for the football team.

We chose a set of uniforms that were more in line with the image of our class - the national team uniform, which was as bright as the five-star red flag.

Choosing the robe of the motherland to wear on my body made me feel a strong sense of pride. The bright red color represents our strong fighting spirit. With the flag fluttering on our chests, we will definitely be in the heat of the blood!

Come on, Chongshu said, aren't you just because you don't feel ashamed if you lose the game?

I deny his claims.

You know a fart, I love my homeland, I say.

But I thought in my heart, I hope our football team will not be as bad as the national football team. Although we are not burdened with the hopes of 1.3 billion people, we are still burdened with the hopes of more than 700 people in the class.

April 9, 2003 Cloudy

Class 4 came to play against us.

This is something I didn't expect.

Will Liu Chuanfeng's team look up to our newly established and weak team?

But the truth is that Zou Long came to our class and told Chongshu that they were going to have a friendly match with us in the afternoon.

I think they have other plans.

Although Zou Long doesn't know this person deeply, it can be seen from his style of acting that this guy is not a good person.

I didn't learn enough last time, and I'm going to find a reason to keep messing with me, I guess.

Don't worry, Brother Feng is here this time, he doesn't dare to make a mistake! Chongshu said.

How do you know that Liu Chuanfeng doesn't want to fix me too? I asked.

Chongshu was silent. He wasn't sure what the other party thought.

That...... Then it's good that we don't take it, Chongshu said.

No, we have to fight!" I said.

That's right, it has to be fought.

The so-called knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and biasing towards the tigers, I must not admit it at this time. Again, I don't want to be beaten, but I don't want to act like a coward!

I didn't tell Shen Sijia about the afternoon game. I don't want her to worry about me.

But when I got to the court, I realized that all my previous speculations or worries were in vain. I should be more concerned about whether the team will be blown up than about myself.

Sure enough, Liu Chuanfeng's team is by no means in vain.

Just 10 minutes into the game, they had already scored five goals effortlessly to take the lead.

And this happened in the absence of their absolute main force, Zou Long.

I always thought that my careful coaching of our team would make us improve very quickly, and we did improve a lot when we trained.

But everything became so fragile under the onslaught of the fourth squad.

Our basketball players and goalkeepers have already become "ball hunters" under their indiscriminate bombardment. And Chongshu and I were running all over the court but couldn't even touch the ball.

Class 4 seems to be doing a cycle – breaking, passing, and scoring.

Our defence was in vain, and their attack was like a bamboo.

0：12。

A result that left me dumbfounded.

April 10, 2003 Cloudy

Shen Sijia didn't mention yesterday's game, and so did Chongshu.

They know how I'm feeling at the moment.

But I seem to have been relieved.

An ant can't trip over an elephant no matter what. Despite its efforts to be the strongest ant ever made.

We are the ants.

April 12, 2003 Cloudy

I never thought I'd spend a Saturday afternoon like this.

It was supposed to be a comforting moment.

There is no mathematics, no physics and no chemistry. Just the little room I hadn't seen for a week and the comic books I couldn't finish.

But everything collapsed in an instant.

I remember when I first arrived at my grandmother's house in the afternoon, she seemed very energetic.

She called me by my nickname, Yang'er.

Then I called her, Grandma, and reached out to take her hand, which seemed a little cold and thin.

Yang'er, remember? The bean curd shop at the entrance of the alley, grandma said.

I nodded, remembering to remember.

I want to eat a bowl of bean curd, grandma laughs.

I'm going to buy it! I jumped for joy.

My dad said that my grandmother hadn't eaten seriously for a long time, and now it's okay, and my grandmother seems to have some appetite.

Taking the change from my mother, I rushed out of the door as if I was flying, and then bought a bowl of hot bean curd.

Put more sugar, my grandmother loves to eat, and I don't forget to remind the boss.

As I walked back, I suddenly saw someone selling rattles at the entrance of the alley.

I remember when I was very young, my parents went to work. Grandma took me at home.

I kept crying and calling out to my mother.

Grandma had no idea, so she could only carry me out with a roar, trying to take me to my mother.

But as soon as I went out, all of a sudden, I stopped crying and stared at a small rattle at a roadside stall in a daze.

Grandma laughed, then bought the rattle and handed it to me.

From then on, I stopped crying and spent my pre-kindergarten years with my grandmother.

Looking at the rattle at this point, I laughed too.

Holding the bean blossom and the little rattle back to the house, I grinned, grandma, I'm back!

But there was silence in the room.

Suddenly, I heard a cry from the inner room.

Mom, Mom!

I rushed into the back room and saw my parents, uncles and aunts all kneeling beside the bed.

And on the bed, my grandmother, who was still very energetic just now, asked me to help her buy bean curd, has long since lost her breath.