Tian Fang didn't come to class for a day, and I felt very uncomfortable.

She was sick and lay in the girls' dormitory, and did not enter the classroom door or eat in the cafeteria all day. I saw a few girls in the class together, cooking for her, delivering food. I asked a girl, what's wrong with Tian Fang? Does it matter? She was hesitant, only saying that she was sick, as if she was deliberately avoiding the care of others, and I was embarrassed to ask any more.

I felt lonely. A long desk, where she and I used to sit, two crash course college students who had become adults, felt crowded and felt that the area of the table was too narrow. Now, I'm sitting alone on a bench and think the table is too spacious.

Her books and homework books lay quietly in the table, the ink cartridges crouched lonely in the right corner of the table, and the tools that had been touched and used by her fingers all lost their life, and I felt a sense of melancholy when I saw them. I moved the square brass cartridge and opened it, leaving a pit on the silk cotton ball that she had squeezed with a brush, and the ink was dry, and I poured the ink from the inkstone that had just been ground into it, and the shriveled silk cotton ball was soaked in the ink and swelled. I closed the cartridge and put it back in her usual place on the right corner of the table against the wall. Suddenly, I found a hair in the gap between the table and the wall, and gently pulled it out with my fingers.

Her hair was black, ink-like, and soft, and it had fallen from her head, and she herself probably didn't pay attention to it, and it was a pity that she had so much black black hair, hanging down her cheeks and back shoulders. I suddenly felt the impression of stroking the hair on her neck with my hand, and I quietly tucked it in my diary.

Without Tian Fang's crash second class classroom, there are obvious differences. Before the usual class, during the three-minute wait before the teacher walked into the classroom door, Tian Fang led everyone to sing. She sang the first line of a song in my ear, one or two, and the classroom began to sing. I could clearly feel the gentle wave of air from her mouth hitting my ears and cheeks, and I sang along with everyone. Today, before the first class, I was silent because there was no one to lead the singing, and before the second class began, the class leader temporarily replaced Tian Fang to lead the singing, I always felt a little awkward, and I couldn't ignite everyone's enthusiasm for singing. Even though they were singing, their voices were lifeless and lifeless.

I sat in class, looking at the sweaty teacher on the podium, but I thought in my heart that Tian Fang must be very sick, and she is an enthusiastic and unrestrained person, I am afraid that she will not lie down if she is not very sick. She must be very lonely in the large group women's dormitory, and if I sit by her bedside, it will definitely make her feel a little more relaxed. I'm happy to sit next to her.

I decided to go see her during my lunch break. After four classes and a hasty lunch, I returned to the classroom, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and the captain of the class basketball team grabbed me and asked me to write a few bulletins about the basketball game. I had no choice but to bury my head in my desk and pull out the brush.

The ball game is an intercollegiate tournament in which we crash two classes against the county school teams. The basketball team in our class is the champion of the normal school, and Weizhen County. Our basketball team captain has an ambitious plan to conquer all the units of basketball teams in the county. I've become obsessed with basketball, and even though I'm not good enough to play, I'm an integral part of this dynamic team. Every time I write a poster, my words are worth winning, even in the ancient county town of Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, I often write a poster in front of a bunch of old and young people who don't like basketball, tasting my ink, so that the basketball team of the second class of the crash course also adds half a point of brilliance. My main duty is to serve as a clothes rack for the athletes, and when they come on the field, they hurriedly take off their shirts or pants and throw them into my arms, which I always put on my shoulders so that they don't get dirty or lose. I went from the beginning to the end, never backing away from the middle, reassuring the athletes. After the basketball game, I carried the ball in a net bag for them, talked with them about the battle that had just ended, and walked to the creek outside the town street to wash up. For this reason, the captain of the basketball team made an exception to recruit me as a player on the basketball team, although he didn't expect me to play at all. I put on a vest with the biggest number, No. 26, and on my chest were two large characters made of red cloth "Quick", which was not only the name of our class, but also meant the style of quick victory on the field. Nature is my handwriting.

After writing the poster, I hurriedly walked to the girls' dormitory, there was a ball game in the afternoon, I couldn't help but go, without me, where would the players' clothes go! Walking to the door of the girls' dormitory, I hesitated a little, that door is a women's independent kingdom, even if the person who opens it again, or even a daredevil, will take a light step in front of this door and think about it. I've never been in a girls' dormitory, so I've lost my courage.

"Oh! Caution, come on!" Wang Aiai from our class happened to go out to pour water, and when he saw me, he quickly opened his tongue, "Tian Fang asked you just now!"

All my worries were dissipated in Wang Aiai's few words, and I stepped up the steps and followed Wang Aiai into the door, and she led me all the way to Tian Fang's bed, but I was too anxious to say a word.

She leaned on the quilt and smiled at me, saying that it didn't matter, and that she could go to class tomorrow. I have learned a little wiser, and I know that my female classmate has some diseases that are inconvenient to talk about, so I just take care of her to take her medicine on time and take care of her rest, regardless of the symptoms.

I sat on the edge of the bed next to her, and saw that her face was a little yellow, there was a blurred halo on the circles of her eyes, her hair was a little scattered on the quilt, and her sickly cheeks seemed to be more graceful and moving, which made people feel pity. I suddenly thought of the hair I had picked up in the morning, and I couldn't help but palpitate a little, and I felt that my nasal cavity was sore. Looking at the female classmates sitting on the left and right, I held back the well-up tears.

"I just asked you!" she smiled faintly.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" I asked.

"There is one month left before New Year's Day, and the student union of the school wants each class to prepare a program for the New Year's Day party. She said one by one, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "Let's have four small programs and one big program, and I want to rehearse "The White-Haired Girl" and let you participate in the performance......"

"Oh my God, I ......," I waved my hand in alarm.

"Actually, you have a good voice, but you don't have training. She was not in a hurry, as if she had anticipated my reaction, and still said slowly, "Smooth your voice, your voice is good." ”

Several female classmates also echoed, saying that I had a good voice. I never thought of acting on stage, I was very unsteady, and I still shirked. A few female classmates gossiped, and it was simply said that it was my case. Wang Aiai asked, "Which corner will he be sent?"

Tian Fang smiled and said, "Huang Shiren, how is it?"

"No, no!" I blushed.

"He doesn't need to line up, he can take a figure-eight step!" Wang Aiai turned a figure-eight step on the aisle at me, "Be careful!

"This performance is going to be awarded. Tian Fang said, "Let's fight for the honor of the crash second class." ”

I hung my head in trepidation.

"When I'm sick, we'll start rehearsing. Tian Fang said, "If you're afraid, I'll rehearse it for you!"

I snorted, but I didn't hear what was being said. I want to refuse, but I'm afraid that she will be unhappy, and I accept it, but I really think it's a stupid duck on the shelf, it's too difficult to do. I thought that I could be with her in my spare time during rehearsals, and I felt very happy, so I acquiesced.

I sat on the edge of her bed, and obviously felt the abnormal atmosphere of the girls' dormitory, which was cleaner and tidier than the men's dormitory, with a faint smell of powdery fat, and sincerely persuaded her to recuperate in peace, and I took my leave.

During self-study in the evening, I vaguely learned that something happened to Tian Fang's family. Her father came to the school yesterday to look for her, and when she saw her father off, she and her father were seen holding their breath and secretly crying in the dormitory at night, and they couldn't get out of bed this morning. What exactly happened, she didn't tell anyone, it was a guess.

I can't think of any big deal about her.

The next morning, she came to class, and I felt a sense of eagerness in anticipation. In the morning, many students walked outside from the classroom to read or recite Chinese texts under the willow trees in the courtyard and at the base of the school wall. I also like to read in the morning in the yard, the air is refreshing, and it doesn't interfere with others. This morning, I didn't go out, I just sat in my seat, and I was secretly waiting for Tian Fang to come to class.

When she came, when she walked into the classroom, several of her classmates in the room greeted her and greeted her about her condition. She smiled and expressed her gratitude, saying that she was much better today, so it didn't matter.

She walked to her seat, and I had already stood up early, as if to welcome her back. She walked up to me, smiled as usual, and sat down against the wall. I forgot to ask her how she was doing, so I sat down and felt very relieved.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Very good. ”

She said that she was fine, and I couldn't find any words of greeting, and I felt awkward when I didn't say it, and I wanted to say some warm words: "The weather is cold, pay attention to the change of cold and warm, and be careless." ”

For a short time, she stared into my eyes with a strange gaze, listening to me, and suddenly her eyes flashed, and the strange light disappeared, and she regained the same ordinary look as when she spoke to ordinary students. When that strange gaze appeared, my heart flickered and jumped, and my chest was hot, like a beam of calcium carbide fire, and I had never felt a wonderful tremor in my life.

"Thank you. When she said this, although it was sincere, she did not have the kind of gaze that struck my heart.

Two days later, after dinner, she held her first rehearsal meeting, in which all the actors and accompanists, costumes, and props involved in the performance participated, and almost everyone in the crash second class of about 40 students came in handy. The girls in the accompaniment group, the huqin, drumming, gong and bangzi in the accompaniment group, there are all kinds of talents. The male classmate who played the big drum with the head of the huqin used to be a drummer, and the trumpets and cymbals could all be played twice, and he was responsible for the training of the accompaniment group, and he taught the people who were lacking.

I was assigned to play Huang Shiren, and it turned out to be true. Tian Fang plays Xi'er, and I am in the position of two opposing classes with her in the play, and there is no emotional resonance, which makes me regret. I was even jealous of the squad leader Liu Jianguolai, who played Da Chun, a positive character, his face was red, and there were many drama plots where he expressed special feelings with Xi'er. I still obeyed Tian Fang's division of labor, so that she would not be embarrassed, and then adjust her role and waste time. And it's really nerve-wracking to get out of this big play in a little more than a month.

Tian Fang has shown her extraordinary organizational skills for cultural and entertainment work. She asked to memorize all the lyrics in five days, and after a week they were together to rehearse the words, and then spend ten days rehearsing the movements, and the fourth week was a full rehearsal with accompaniment. She was in high spirits and enthusiastic, and her classmates were willing to listen to her.

She is busy enough, she has to direct everyone in rehearsals, and she has to play her own roles, and she is the protagonist throughout the play. Each of our actors, after reciting the lyrics, greeted her and recited it to her. Then, while playing the organ, she taught us the lyrics one by one, correcting the inaccurate passages one by one. I couldn't see her reciting Xi'er's lyrics on her own, but I wasn't worried, it seemed like the whole script had been stuck in her head for a long time.

Huang Shiren doesn't sing much, but it's a bit weird, and he sings very awkwardly. "The North Wind Blows" and "Red Head Rope", almost every student can hum and sing, and few people in life like to hum Huang Shiren's tone. I can't bring up the interest in playing the role of Huang Shiren, and I feel that the tone is even more inaccurate.

"Hurry, take your time!"

She put her foot on the organ pedals, pressed the keys with both hands, turned her head sideways, and said to me. It probably saw my impatience, but he took the trouble to sing to the sound of the piano over and over again, showing me and correcting me. While singing solo, I stared at her movements as she played the piano, dignified, natural, and beautiful, and my mood quickly stabilized.

My enthusiasm soared sharply, my spirit was extremely excited, and my mood was very comfortable, and I was always the first to walk into the small hall of the school, a temporary borrowed rehearsal room, after dinner, to do some organizational work for her, and to do some odd chores. She proposed that I be added as the deputy head of the troupe, and everyone applauded unanimously. I got along very well with the guys and was in the best mental state since I came to the normal school.

The New Year is approaching, and the rehearsals are entering the final critical moment. An unexpected thing happened, Tian Fang, the head of our troupe, the soul of the play "The White-Haired Girl", was kidnapped by a group of barbaric guys who couldn't figure it out for a while, causing a serious "Tian Fang incident" in the normal school......