Seeing Xiao Zhijie like this, Feng Yiping was full of joy and at the same time, he wanted to laugh a little, how could Xiao Zhijie at this time have a shrewd appearance hidden in his honesty, and he was a fat child.

Before lunch, the farthest students had already registered, and 52 students packed the classroom. Across the aisle, Feng Yiping's left hand side was still sitting Huang Jingping, a girl with short ear-length hair, a round face, a white shirt with a ruffle collar, an over-the-knee black pleated skirt, and a pair of white sandals.

Feng Yiping glanced at it without a trace, this is the girl he admired when he first fell in love, and in an instant, he felt as if he was very dirty, it was still a 13-year-old girl!

In the immature body, there is a mature soul, and there will always be such conflicts.

Wang Yumin first introduced herself, and then turned to studying, talking about the prospect of studying well, and the difference between junior high school and primary school. This is her first time as a class teacher, and if there is no accident, she will take this class until she graduates from junior high school, so these words are also written after a lot of work in the past few days, staying up late.

Next, she directly appointed the class leader, and a male classmate from the town was appointed class president. A tall man who was obviously a few years older than his classmates was appointed as a member of the life committee, and a tall, thin and tall classmate surnamed Tang was a member of the sports committee...... , The girl at the same table as Xiao Zhijie is a member of the study committee, Feng Yiping knows that it is the daughter of a vice principal, and the female classmate in his row against the wall, Wen Hong, is a member of the literature and art committee.

After the cadres were decided, Wang Yumin took the students to the dormitory to settle down.

When it came to the dormitory, Feng Yiping thought of this problem, and couldn't help but have a toothache, and forgot to get up for a while. Wen Hong stood up with a black travel bag, Feng Wen also got up with his luggage and was about to walk out, but in fact, his body was facing backwards, leaning on Wen Hong's body - this kid was precocious, Wen Hong lifted the bag in his hand, hit it forward, and hit Feng Wen's back, "What's the matter?

Feng Wen grinned, and pushed Feng Yiping like no one, "Hey, let's go, go to the bedroom." ”

Feng Yiping came back to his senses at this time, the distance between the front and back rows was very narrow, people were sitting there, the back and the back row, there was probably a fist-sized slit, he couldn't get up when he was sitting on the outside, and the two inside couldn't get out.

He quickly got up and stepped aside, "Oh, I'm sorry," he said to Wen Hong, who was a little angry.

When he went out to pick up his luggage from the desk, he heard Huang Jingping next door and his tablemate sorting out their luggage there, whispering that there were vague words like "stupid" and "stupid", as well as a fluttering chuckle, he held the luggage in his arm, showing 8 teeth with a simple face, and smiled at them very standardly, but embarrassed to laugh at them.

The four classrooms on the right side of the school, two classes in the second grade, plus three classes in the first grade, occupy three, and the one at the back of the room is also used as a dormitory, where the boys of the third grade live.

There are six dormitories on the slope, the two on the far left are full of girls, and the remaining four are all crammed into more than 200 boys in the first and second grades.

Feng Yiping visually inspected it, and one was about half the size of the first house he bought later, about forty or fifty square meters, and there were fifty or sixty people in it, you can imagine the density.

Fortunately, this is a tiled house, which is very high, so it seems less depressing. Of course, the bed is a two-layer large wooden bed, about one meter and two meters wide, and the first floor is not to sleep two, but four classmates, eight in one bed!

There is a name on the bedpost, he and Xiao Zhijie, and two other classmates share a bed, so of course there is no space for four people to cover four quilts. One head two, two by two, he spread the quilt on the bed and covered Xiao Zhigang's quilt. So, they often joked in front of each other's wives later, when we were teenagers, we slept in the same bed and shared the same bed for three years!

Teenage children are easy to get acquainted, chatting while making the bed, "Xiao Zhijie is right, I'm Feng Yiping, from Fushan Township Primary School." ”

"Oh, Toyama Township, Feng Yiping, the third place in the town in the comprehensive competition last semester, right?"

Feng Yiping said, "I am the 6th, from Hope Primary School." Xiao Zhijie said.

"Hope Elementary School, that's the best elementary school in town!" said a classmate on the top bunk, leaning on top of it, sticking his head out from the side.

Before Xiao Zhijie could speak, someone next to him rushed to answer, "That is, not only the hardware is good, but the teachers are also the best!"

Needless to say, this must also be the hope that this will come out of elementary school, and these words can be said now.

The first classmate said, "Yes, I heard that when the ribbon was cut the year before last, there were dozens of cars. ”

This Feng Yiping still knows, at this time the hope project was launched not long ago, the township hope primary school is one of the few hope primary schools just built in the country, when it was put into use the year before last, the first secretary of the Secretariat of the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League, and the later prime minister, also came to the scene and was one of the ribbon-cutting people.

Because this is the first hope primary school in the county and the province, the central organs, plus the heads of relevant departments at the provincial, municipal and county levels, dozens of cars on the day of the ribbon cutting are indeed a rare grand occasion in this poor and remote country over the years.

He invited Xiao Zhijie to find Wang Changning on the other side of the dormitory and go down to eat together. When Feng Yiping went to his grandfather's house, he often saw Wang Changning, and the two families could also climb close together, so although they didn't talk much before, they could be regarded as acquaintances.

There are three masters in the school cafeteria, one is a small stove, in charge of the teacher's canteen, only cooking vegetables, occasionally leftover dishes, also open to students, but a dish for a dollar, few students to buy.

The other two are responsible for all the rice, but fortunately they only cook the rice and do not cook the vegetables. Or an earthen stove, a firewood fire, a big pot. It takes skill to cook such a big pot of rice, and it is easy to make it into raw rice, but when the rice is cooked, it tastes really good, especially the yellow pot, tsk, it's really delicious! Of course, this is usually not their turn.

There are only two windows, but fortunately, only meals, and they are all four taels, so it is not slow.

After such a while, the three of them were already very familiar, and they brought together the fresh dishes they brought, Feng Yiping was fried fried tofu, Xiao Zhijie was scrambled eggs with loofah, and Wang Changning brought fried green beans with chili peppers. Together, it's even better than what you usually eat at home.

After eating, I said it was nap time, but I just arrived in a new environment, and I was surrounded by new classmates, all of whom were more excited, chatting, or walking around the campus or school, anyway, the teacher didn't care today.

Feng Yiping proposed, let's go to the river for a walk, it's cool there. When they arrived at the river, the three of them stepped barefoot on the snow-white river beach, which was very comfortable. Feng Yiping has always felt that the quality of the sand here is better than most beaches on Hainan Island. Just be careful, there is a large round pit on the river beach from time to time, and the water in it is very deep, which is left by the iron sand. Every few years, there are always people who are superstitious about their good water nature, most of them are teenagers about their age, and after going down in a similar pit, they never get up again.

They sat down under a willow tree by the river, and said that the teacher, and also said that the female classmate in the school and class was the most beautiful, and like Feng Yiping, Xiao Zhijie also thought Huang Jingping was good.

No way, brother, not only the person who listens to you when you are depressed, the person who comforts and relieves you when you are frustrated, and finally punches you in the shoulder, saying that everything will pass, the person who silently tries his best to help you when you are in trouble, and at the same time, it may also be the person who likes the same girl as you.

Of course, for them at this time, it is far from liking and loving, at best, it is just that the girl feels pleasing to the eye and very comfortable, far from the extent that Young Werther is to Charlotte in "The Troubles of Young Werther". Even if they vaguely feel that they like it, the consistent teaching of their parents and teachers makes them consciously and automatically extinguish this idea immediately. It's just that when facing it, there will always be some revelations.

They then talked about the second class, in general, the level of the girls in the second class is worse, except for a girl surnamed Hu, Xiao Zhijie knows, he hopes that the classmates in primary school can have the level of Wen Hong, and the others are average.

Feng Yiping wanted to laugh a little, it seems that whether it is a teenage boy or a man in his teens, there is a topic that is eternal.

The willow tree behind him, he also had the impression that three years later, he knew that he was still more than 20 points away from the county high school admission score line, and when he saw the results, he should have been depressed to despair.

So when he came out of school, he also sat under this tree for an hour, which should be very similar to the state of enlightenment written in the later Xianxia novels, with a clear mind, no external objects, as if he didn't think about anything, and as if he thought about everything, the whole person seemed to have entered a state of suspended animation, everything around him, no longer existed, maybe in the next moment, the soul will be out of **, great perfection, great liberation.

If no one bothered him, and if it wasn't for a fellow who had crossed the river to wake him up at the end, he might have sat here that day until he became a statue.

When he woke up from his ignorance, he was still in a trance, thinking that he had only sat for a while, and when he looked at the shadow of the willow tree, when he just sat down, it should be noon, and the shade of the tree just covered him sitting under the tree. Now the shadow of the willow tree was pulling on the ground, and he sat completely under the sun, his body was steaming, and his face was covered with sweat, and he couldn't even feel all this.

In that state, you only have that once in a lifetime.

From the moment he knew the score, he was stunned, what his parents had always hoped for, and he had fantasized countless times, that the dream of going to high school, going to college, and then finding a good job was ruthlessly shattered! In the days since, he has been in a state of confusion and has a very bad temper, until his parents set him the most expensive class in the county's secondary school, and he is better.

At this time, Feng Yiping sat here again, thinking about the past, it should not be said that it was the past, and he felt a little bit for a while.

Before I knew it, the bell for class came from the school, Feng Yiping patted the willow tree behind him, and said silently in his heart, "Such a situation will never happen again!"

Put on your shoes and run with the two of them towards the gate.

Wang Yumin stood under a plane tree in front of the playground, holding a small shovel in his hand, and when he saw them come in, he waved his hand and let them pass. Feng Yiping pushed Wang Changning and asked him to go back to the second class, and he and Xiao Zhijie ran over.

After two months of summer vacation, although the summer vacation of the third grade has not been released, and I have been making up classes at school, the playground is rarely used, so many places on the playground are now overgrown with weeds.

In a corner of the playground, more than a dozen boys in the same class are squatting on the ground weeding, the two of them obediently took the small shovel from the hand of the head teacher, and when they saw the long shallow one, they pulled it by hand, and then dug it with a shovel when they saw the long shallow one, and then dug the deep one with the shovel.

Well, a stinky sweat is inevitable.

There was no place to take a bath, and the school didn't have the hardware of a bathhouse, so I had to use a basin to catch water outside the kitchen, and then go back to the dormitory to wipe a few handfuls.

In the afternoon, there was no formal class, and there was no teacher watching, everyone was studying in the classroom, and there were many people chatting quietly, and some were sleeping on the table.

The classroom is filled with the smell of new books, and the students who have paid the tuition have already received the textbooks, and the rest that have not been paid, including Feng Yiping, about one-third of the students have not received them, and it is estimated that they will not be sent until tomorrow.

Feng Wen didn't get a new book, but at this time he was flipping through a 16-open book, Feng Yiping knew that it was a new "History" textbook, and it must be warm red inside.

Feng Wen gloated and asked Feng Yiping, "I was caught out of school and weeded?"

Feng Yiping took out Feng Haitao's old textbook and replied, "Yes, it's not good to be a teacher!"

"Boom!" laughed from both sides.

In the afternoon, four classes were in the past, Feng Yiping also borrowed the "English" textbook from Wen Hong and flipped through it, now I think it is very easy, the first-grade "English" is still very shallow, and the secondary school has been studied for three years, although many of them have been returned to the teacher, there are always some left, plus he later watched so many American dramas and Hollywood blockbusters on the Internet, and he was nurtured over the years and learned some. The main thing is that I took the whole family to travel in Southeast Asia many times, in order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, I found a girl from the university, and received re-education with my wife, four hours a week, and made up for three months, of course, the pronunciation is not accurate, but it is no problem to deal with some exchanges during the trip. So, at least these simple conversations in the first-grade textbooks now, it's perfectly fine.

At dinner, the three of them still got together and swept away the remaining fresh dishes.

After eating, there was still nearly an hour before the self-study, Feng Yiping looked for Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning, first went to the dormitory to get a towel, stuffed it around his waist, or walked towards the river, but instead of looking at the scenery, he went to take a bath.

Feng Wen saw that their waists were bulging, and he also followed.

After about a mile of walking down the river, there is a bend, where the trees along the river embankment are thick, which can effectively isolate the view from the outside world. In fact, they will always take a bath here in the summer evenings of the next two years, but now on the first day, Feng Yiping brought them to this place.

The four of them were all young men, and after dinner, there was no one else nearby, and the four of them took off their essence and slashed in the water of the river that was not deep - Feng Yiping was a veritable dog planer, and he had never been able to swim.

This time I went back to school, but fortunately, there were no teachers waiting for them.

On the first night of junior high school, 12-year-old Feng Yiping had insomnia. After the lights went out at 9:40, the students fell asleep one after another, listening to the buzzing of mosquitoes outside the mosquito net, the rattling sound of the bed caused by turning over, the sound of snoring one after another, the sound of grinding teeth from the other end of the bed, and the muffled dream words that popped up from time to time in the corner...... ，

Feng Yiping not only has a stinky problem with the bed, but also is particularly sensitive to sound when he sleeps. When sleeping, watches and alarm clocks should not be placed in the bedroom. Not to mention the ticking of the alarm clock, even the watch on the bedside table and the sound of the second hand when it moves, he can hear it clearly. How could he sleep in this situation!

He hadn't lived in a dormitory for many years, let alone slept in a bed that he couldn't turn over, so he listened to the dormitory sonata, stared out the window, and in the bright moonlight, the bushes were accompanied by the chirping of insects, and the wind that blew from time to time, swaying at will.

He watched it for most of the night, and he barely slept until the sound of a rooster crowing in the distance.

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