Chapter Seventy-Four: Wet
As mentioned last time, the snow at noon had stopped, and a bunch of snowball fights had gathered in the open space in front of the teaching building that is usually used for running exercises. Appears noisy and noisy, along with the classroom.
At this time, Jian Zhen, who was standing in the wet corridor and looking down, carefully moved his steps so as not to fall, slowly pinched the snow on the hand of the corridor gauntlet into a ball, and then threw it towards the sky towards the opposite teaching building, the snow turned into a parabola, lost its strength and fell straight down, Jian Zhen didn't care if it hit the passers-by below at this moment.
The girl who wore glasses and occupied two-thirds of her face looked angrily at the sky and looked around, wondering which bear child smashed it? Because the girl was too young, she was no different from a high school student just looking at her face. But Jian Zhen still distinguishes from whether his clothes are school uniforms or not, this is a teacher, not a student.
Retract your head.
As soon as he entered the classroom, Jian Zhen stepped hard, trying to shake off the snowflakes sticking to the edge of his cotton shoes, making a heavy thud, stepping on the stained ground with residual ice flowers, and returning to his seat. As soon as he sat down, he rubbed his hands that were already frozen red, exhaled hot air from time to time to warm his hands, stomped his feet, and said secretly: "It's so fucking cold!"
"Come out and come out! sweep the floor!" said to Jian Zhen impatiently at noon with a broom.
"I'm very clean here, don't sweep it!" Jian Zhen raised his legs as he spoke, signaling that his left and right sides were clean and there was no need to sweep.
The student on duty, who was bored with himself, was too lazy to say anything when he saw this, and casually perfunctory a few times on the ground, and then threw the broom in his hand to the side of the trash can, which was considered to be done.
As time passed, the classrooms, which had been small in number, began to be bustling with people, and after the lunch break bell was ready to ring, the classrooms were almost full.
A little more later
The figure with short wet hair returned to the classroom, and after a while, Jian Hao also followed, chasing the wet figure and throwing a large cloud of snow.
There was a scream.
A moment later, for some reason, Yilong walked in as the head teacher and glared fiercely at Jianhao, who had been expelled from the squad leader and reduced to the deputy squad leader.
Jian Hao stuck out his tongue and returned to his seat, and the sound of pulling open the stool "creak-creak-" came from behind Jian Zhen.
And the wet figure had been called out by Yilong, none other than Sissi.
Although Yi Long's voice was not loud, during the lunch break, the people in the classroom could hear it clearly.
"Sissi, don't play with that Jianhao! Look at yourself, what you are getting wet!"
"Wipe it with a tissue!"
"If you go on like this, you're going to catch a cold!"
"Snowball fights are done occasionally, and Jian Hao is really a person, it's almost uncountable!
Sissi smiled awkwardly and nodded.
.......
Jian Hao's face was full of black lines, pretending to be nothing, supporting the table with one hand, then supporting his head, and gesturing with a ballpoint pen in the other.
After a few moments, there was the sound of footsteps, and Sissi returned to her seat, taking out a tissue and slowly wiping her wet hair.
......
In the afternoon, Jian Zhen looked out, and the snow was falling heavily, which attracted Jian Zhen's attention.
"What a snow!"
"It's always nice to see snow after an hour!"
"I think the snow is the most beautiful thing in the world, I always have to go out from time to time to see, if the snow stops, my heart seems to have lost something, if the snow is getting bigger and bigger, it seems to be happier....."
But what Jian Zhen never imagined was that a few years later, he would see the snow every year in winter, and he would be desperate to see it.....