Tang Jibei said that a man's eighteen-year-old should be flamboyant. He should sweat on the court, sing shirtless in the north wind, stand in the scorching sun, and chase the girl ten streets in the rainstorm to deliver her an umbrella.

Eighteen-year-old men don't have to delve into what love is, love is a long and troublesome thing. Like it but it's very simple, it's the skirt of the girls in the summer, it's the girl's neck with her long hair exposed, it's the person you meet in the rice noodle shop one day, the moment she stares at you, your heart pounds.

(1)

Tang Jibei has been on fire recently.

I was shocked when I saw him in the morning, this guy had a big rot around the side of his mouth and a red patch under his nose. Ouyang Feng, who came out of the east and west.

"Oh my God, sir, what's your name?" I deliberately teased him.

He propped his chin and kept a sullen face ignoring me.

Yu Qiuyun made a gesture of silence, leaned over and whispered in my ear: "Hot and sour noodles are on fire!"

"Hot and sour noodles?" I didn't understand for a moment.

Yu Qiuyun finally couldn't hold it back, and leaned on the table and laughed: "Isn't it! Three meals of hot and sour noodles a day, after eating for a week, can you not get angry." ”

Tang Jibei stood up suddenly, kicked Yu Qiuyun's stool, and shouted: "Laugh and laugh, laugh at your uncle! If it weren't for the treachery of the two of you, I would have eaten hot and sour noodles for a week!"

I suddenly realized, but I still pretended to be stupid and made fun of him: "You can eat alone, why do you blame us if you eat something wrong?"

Tang Jibei opened his eyes angrily, glared at me viciously, and said, "Why do you blame you, don't you know it in your heart? You don't even write a love letter for me, I have no other way than to soak in her house every day and eat hot and sour noodles! My buddy is already in his second year of high school, and if I don't hold on tightly, I won't be able to catch the tail of early love!"

At this time, even Fang Chaomu was amused, holding his forehead and laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up. Tang Chaobei felt that he had lost face, so he slapped the table angrily, and he had to gamble with us, if he couldn't catch up with Shen Zhongnan within a month, he would never step into the men's toilet again in his life, and and pee would be solved in the women's toilet.

Yu Qiuyun smiled, made a sad look, and patted Tang Jibei: "True heroes are not strong, cherish the last moment when you can stand and pee!"

(2)

Shan Shan said that among all our classes, except for physics, music class is the most boring. I couldn't agree more.

We don't have a dedicated music room, so we use the lecture hall on the west side of the building with multimedia teaching equipment. The lecture hall was too big, so I simply joined three classes together. There are no musical instruments, no teaching materials, not even a professional teacher. In each class, only an absent-minded female teacher sat down on the podium and picked a popular song, and the single song was played for us to learn along.

Shan Shan and I sat down in the last row, and Qi Li sat next to us on the side of the aisle. As soon as Tang Jibei entered the classroom, he looked around and saw me sitting in the last row, followed me with a few big strides and sat down next to me.

Why is he the only one, Yu Qiuyun?

I pretended to be careless, my eyes swept around, and finally I found him on the podium, bent over and muttering something to the teacher.

As soon as Tang Jibei sat down, he took out a square folded piece of paper from his trouser pocket, spread it out in front of me, and carefully smoothed out the creases on it.

"Give. He handed me another pen.

"What?" I was confused.

"Write a love letter!" He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, grinned with a big mouth, and said with a sneer: "Female Bodhisattva, saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." You don't want to go to the women's bathroom with me hand in hand, do you?"

I pushed away the pen and paper and said, "I'd rather see you squatting and peeing than do this kind of abusive thing!"

"How is this aiding and abusive? This is sowing the seeds of love! I am a cowherd, you are a magpie, I am Xu Xian, you are an oil umbrella!" With that, he grabbed my arm and shook it from side to side like a coquette.

I shook off his hand and refused in disgust.

"In that case, you can write a sentence, only one sentence that looks literate, and I'll take care of the rest!" he pleaded.

Shan Shan poked her head out from beside me and pouted towards Tang Chaobei: "I said that you still have a little talent? ”

Tang Chaobei was not convinced, and said angrily: "You tomboy with hair and breasts that are not as big as my buttocks, have you ever seen what a love letter looks like?"

Shan Shan is almost 1.7 meters tall, with a thin waist and long legs, a good face, and although her chest is a little flat, her figure is still outstanding among our bunch of people. But somehow I gave birth to a tomboy character.,Usually doing things and talking is a big grin.,A few days ago, I impulsively went to cut a short hair that didn't reach my ears.,Shengsheng was laughed at by us for several days.。

She didn't care about Tang Chaobei's words, snatched a pen and paper from him, and wrote down a few words with a brush. After writing, he threw it back: "Take it, you're welcome!"

We went up to see that there were eight big characters written on the pink letter paper printed with care.

The red note is sent to the north, and the word is to the south

I gave a thumbs up: "Cultured!"

Tang Jibei didn't seem to understand, biting his fingernails, and groping for these words over and over: "What does the red note mean? But this Zhongnan is not right, Shen Zhongnan's name is not these two words!"

"Don't be foolish about your level of education," I said, "this is a homonym, one is sent to the north, and the other is the end of the south, and it is worthy of a face when you listen to it." ”

After listening to Dayue, Tang Jibei waved his hand: "Whatever he does, just use it." What, do any of you have lipstick?"

"How can we have lipstick," Qi Li replied. "But I have lipstick here. ”

Tang Chaobei thought about it for a while, and said that the lipstick could also be settled, so he asked Qi Li to borrow it, unscrewed it and wiped it on his mouth. After smearing, he carefully pecked a small bite on the love letter, and a greasy big mouth mark suddenly appeared on the letterhead.

(3)

This sealed the love letter that Tang sent to Beidazui, but after all, it still caused trouble.

At that time, it was the weekly routine cleaning, Tang Jibei absentmindedly scratched and pulled twice, then stuffed the broom into Yu Qiuyun's arms, and ran out with a smoke.

"Where is he going?" I asked Yu Qiuyun.

"I don't know, I'm lazy to play basketball again. Yu Qiuyun replied, suddenly patting her head as if she remembered something: "By the way, I have something to tell you." ”

"Hmm. I nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"In the morning, the music teacher informed me that in the first evening self-study every Wednesday in the future, the art committee will take everyone to learn some songs. ”

"Do you want to learn any songs?" I asked him.

"Not really. The weekly repertoire is fixed by the school, so the art committee members are required to go to study it every Monday. In addition to the Literature and Art Committee, there is one more person in each class," he paused, scratching his head embarrassedly, "You...... Are you going?"

I? I was overwhelmed. In fact, my pitch and musicality are okay, but my natural voice is a little rough and hoarse, not as beautiful as other girls. As soon as I became Mr. Nan Guo, the thought of singing alone in front of Yu Qiuyun made me twist a little.

"Forget it......" I said timidly.

"But...... I hope you can go along. ”

"Forget it, I'm not going. "I finally backed down. There was a clear flash of loss in his eyes, and he turned his head and walked past me with some anger, walked straight to another girl, and invited the girl to learn songs with him.

The people around were in a commotion, and the classroom was in an instant. I don't know if it's angry or what, but he laughed along with them.

The laughter seemed to be vinegar that had been brewed for many years, pouring into my ears and making my heart sour. I turned my back and didn't want to look at it more, and made a blank appearance.

Shan Shanti hurried in with a well-soaked cloth, and when he saw that I seemed to be displeased, he asked me what was wrong.

I was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer. suddenly remembered that Tang Jibei had been lazy and had not come back for so long, so he used him as a shield.

"I'm angry with Tang Jibei," I pretended to be angry, "I'm lazy and stealing like this, and I haven't come back for so long." ”

"He won't be back for a while," Shan Shan put down the cloth in his hand and smiled secretly, "I just came out of the teacher's office, guess who is there?"

"Who?" I asked.

"Tang Jibei. I heard that it seems that it was the love letter he gave to Shen Zhongnan, which was handed over to the teacher by others. ”