Today's 9 watch, thanks to the brothers and sisters for their long-term support, let the old blind have a day of closure! Don't say anything, brothers count, this is the first change!

Another: Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a reward!

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After asking her junior high school classmate Luo Chen through Lu Wei, Liang Ya finally knew the reason why Wang Bo didn't come to school for so many days:

He was sick, and very sick, and had been sent to West China Hospital by his parents.

This news made Liang Ya stunned, stunned and inexplicable, unbelievable!

How could he be sick? A few days ago, he was still full of vitality, singing and dancing on the stage of a theatrical performance, and it had only been a few days, so how could he have become ill? Moreover, he could not even be treated in the People's Hospital, so he had to be sent to the West China Hospital? In Liang Ya's consciousness, only those patients who were seriously and critically ill could be sent to the West China Hospital in the provincial capital.

A series of questions popped up from Liang Ya's mind. At this time, she really wanted to go directly to Class 7, and the classmate who was pulling the reed asked clearly: What disease did Wang Bo have? How serious was it? How could he get sick?

But she knew she couldn't possibly ask. The only thing she could do was to sit in her chair, in shock, worry, and heartache to reminisce, to feel, to recall the bits and pieces since she and he had met, and to feel the few words they had exchanged.

She thought of her first meeting with him.

The first time we met, this guy seemed to come out of the ground. greeted herself warmly, and wanted to invite her to dinner and free her order. recognized her mother as her "older sister", so much so that she was happy all afternoon.

The second meeting was a "fortuitous" encounter in the hallway outside the classroom. To this day, she still remembers the heartfelt joy on his face. But what embarrassed her was that she had forgotten his name at that time. After a brief pleasantries, he invited himself to his new shop. What did I say at the time? I probably subconsciously said "Okay."

Under the work of the reeds at the same table, he secretly went to eat at the store next door to his house, which was also called "Zeng's sister-in-law rice noodles". But I never thought I would meet him. At that time, I was very scared and embarrassed. However, he soon realized that his family's rice noodle shop had changed its guns during the summer vacation, and it had become the foreign atmosphere in front of him. Trendy, very nice snack bar. After meeting, seeing that she and Reed couldn't find a seat, he didn't say a word. Just tell yourself to follow him. Soon two empty seats were found for her and Reed. Later, he invited her and Reed to drink a bottle of soda.

After that, there were a lot of "meetings" between myself and him. He would often run to the corridor of his class every once in a while, either alone or with his classmates, apparently to see the scenery, but in fact to peek at himself. I will also secretly look at myself when I do recess exercises every day. At first, it was secretive, with caution, but the more you get to the back, the more unscrupulous it becomes, and no one gets up. It's really annoying! Reed often made fun of himself, and once he was angry with Reed for it! I obviously don't have anything to do with him, I don't mean that kind of thing at all, why do you want to pull this guy at yourself? Is it because he often comes to peek at himself? But there are many people peeking at him, class three, class five, class six, and many boys in his class, so why doesn't Lu Wei talk about other boys, but talk about him?

It's really weird!

Hmph, it must be the bottle of soda that is to blame!

And about the news of this guy, I also learned a lot more or less from the reeds. According to Lu Wei's inquiry, this guy's grades are actually quite good, and he is also one of the best in Class 7. Being liked by an excellent, tall, and good-looking person of the opposite sex, most people will be happy, and they will give birth to a little vanity. She was no exception, and in the first few days, she had a little pride and joy in her heart. It's human nature, a natural, instinctive reaction.

However, when he ran to the corridor of his class one after another to "see the scenery", she felt a little uncomfortable. Faintly a little disgusted, I feel that the other party is not doing a good job, a lot of time, not to study, not to keep improving, to forge ahead, to strive for better scores and rankings, but to "chase flowers and flowers", it is really a waste of time, waste life.

Then, it was the 728.5 that shocked the teachers and students of the whole grade so much that they couldn't speak! A score that made Guo Xiaoliang, a grade genius in the class, feel desperate! Naturally, the desperate crowd also included her Liang Ya.

How could he get such a high score? Is he still a "human"? This is how Liang Ya felt at the beginning. Then what followed was a kind of shame that he had wrongly blamed others -- it turned out that his grades were so good! so good that people were desperate! Not to mention the rest, his Chinese and English compositions for the joint entrance examination were copied to the class by the Chinese teacher and the English teacher for all the students to study. She had read it herself, not once or twice, but many times. Whether it is Chinese or English, although the words are not well written, the teeth and claws, but the content inside, the deep thoughts, the old spicy writing, those English words that have not been learned, she needs to look up the dictionary to know the meaning, she feels that even if it is another ten years, she can't write articles of this level!

It turns out that in the past year, he has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending!

It's really annoying!

Within two days, he was invited by the head teacher Zhu Pengxi to give a speech in public like a VIP to share his English learning experience. He was so powerful, in the face of a large group of strangers in the class, he was completely calm, unflustered, and talked endlessly, and he came out of his mouth, and his witty remarks were very interesting! The applause of the classmates was proof of this.

But the "hateful" thing is that when he asks a question, he doesn't call so many people in the class, but asks himself to answer! Why is he so annoying?

Definitely on purpose!

Soon she heard from Reed that he could play the guitar, and that it wasn't bad! After a few pleasantries, when she walked to the back door of the school, there were too many students rushing to enter the door and trying to grab the parking space, and it didn't take long for her and him to be dispersed by the raging bicycle flow. She got out of the carport before him. Outside the carport, she hesitated several times, whether to leave here or wait for him to come out, and the two of them walked together. In the end, she chose to wait. She didn't mean anything else, she just felt that since the two of them had met and entered the school together, it would be too impolite for her to leave like this without even saying hello, and it would be contrary to the upbringing she had received since she was a child.

This chance encounter can be regarded as the first time that I have known him for so long and have had a separate contact with him. Of course, I was still a little nervous at first, and I was also a little afraid that my acquaintances in the class would gossip. But as the two chatted, it slowly became natural. This guy is polite and gentle, which reminds her of her father. But her father wouldn't look at her with such a straightforward and heart-pounding gaze like he did, and he wouldn't make a grimace at her!

During this period, he invited her to participate in his "English Salon", seeing that the other party was sincere and full of expectations, and she also wanted to take the opportunity to see how interesting this salon was, so she agreed.

The rumors of whether he can really play the guitar have not had a chance to be confirmed, but a few days later, this guy suddenly stuffed a tape in public, saying that it was a song he recorded in Chengshi, but it turned out to be a popular song composed and written by himself! This is a song! How can he even write a song?! And this song is really well written! No matter the lyrics and songs, they are all top-notch works! The singing is also very good! Even the former Sichuan Yin undergraduate students, his mother admitted! When I went to school the next day, I found that the entire No. 4 Middle School was singing his song "Meet", and "Wang Zi'an", the name that I just thought was a joke, only took one day to become popular throughout the school, and no one knew it, no one knew it!

In addition to singing, there is also dancing! Now when she thinks of his superb, ghostly dance steps on the stage, thinking of the thousands of teachers and students in the audience, crazy together, shouting together, she will still be excited, and her heart will flutter!

It turns out that he is really versatile! And he is not the kind of "versatile" that is talked about in generalities, his talent has been excellent enough to make a living from it, and even become famous and become a star!

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Suddenly, Liang Ya thought of a lot at once. The bits and pieces that happened between the two of them who had known him for the past two or three months, those peaceful, beautiful, or heartbeat pictures, his voice, his smile, his bold and straightforward, unbridled gaze...... Everything, like a movie playback, like a rewind of music, was all poured into her mind, so profound, so delicate, vivid, lifelike, just like in front of her eyes.

And when Liang Ya felt that all of this could become a cloud of the past, an eternal, and irreproducible memory, a heartache that was like a substance hit her heart like a flood. At this moment, she finally realized clearly and clearly that the boy who was sunny, always with a gentle smile, and from time to time was mischievously squeezing his eyebrows and making faces at her to make faces to tease her, had unconsciously taken root and grown in the soil of her soul, and became a towering tree that she could never forget!

"Wang Bo, Wang Zi'an, a good man has a safe life, you must be good! I still want to participate in your 'English Salon', and I want to continue to listen to the new songs you wrote! You must be good!" A cry sounded silently in Liang Ya's heart, accompanied by two tears, gently sliding down the girl's flawless face. (To be continued.) )