Chapter 10: A big step towards the Goddess

Of course, as Zhang Xiaoyao's alma mater, the principal Yan Jinhu did not miss any opportunity to give the school a long face, and reported that Zhang Xiaoyao's newspaper school ordered hundreds of copies, almost one per person, which is in place!

"Damn! This is Zhang Xiaoyao from our township middle school! It's in the newspaper, it's the first in the city! Now it's famous in the city. A Class 3 student exclaimed.

Zhang Xiaoyao's uncle held a newspaper in one hand, and his smile was full of joy that could not be concealed. "This kid has been naughty and troublesome since he was a child, and this time he finally reassured me and his parents, and did a good job. ”

"Is there any reason for this! Fighting, climbing over walls, making trouble, skipping classes, making people super heartbroken, such is a good student who wins glory for the school?" said the director of the Political and Educational Office with a wry smile as he looked at the newspaper.

A few families are happy and a few are sad, life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, and there are many students who do not do well in the exam or are depressed or slumped.

Meng Zhipeng and Wang Haihua did not take the entrance examination to the first high school of the market, but they decided to go to the first high school in Shangxian together, and they will go to each other in the future, Zhang Xiaoyao and Zhao Zhenyu discussed how many people went out to get together, and on the first day Meng Zhipeng and Zhang Xiaoyao talked on the phone, saying that they would see each other the next day and give Zhang Xiaoyao a surprise when they met.

It was a drizzly morning, by a small river on the side of the show, there were young boys and girls holding umbrellas in twos and threes, Zhang Xiaoyao was the last to arrive, and at first glance I saw the girl wearing light blue skinny jeans, a simple white shirt tied in the waistband of the pants, and a long ponytail, and the figure that didn't want to take his eyes off at a glance - Xu Wenjing, it turned out that this was a surprise? What a surprise! Meng Zhipeng is really a buddy!

Looking at the classmates who came, Xu Wenjing's best friends Yang Yajie and Wang Lin, no wonder Xu Wenjing was able to come and invite their best friends, it's no wonder.

In the end, the seven people all held umbrellas and walked together in the direction of Xiushan and Leshan, intentionally or unintentionally, several people always left space for Zhang Xiaoyao and Xu Wenjing, leaving them far behind, and in a blink of an eye, several people climbed up the hill and stood on a hill looking at the distant scenery.

Looking at the goddess of first love in front of him - it can only be regarded as Zhang Xiaoyao's unrequited first love at present, Zhang Xiaoyao approached her with a determined expression.

"Wen Jing, have you decided which high school to go to?" asked Zhang Xiaoyao with a side face.

"Oh, there's no way, the city No. 1 high score is not enough, I can only go to the county No. 1 high school. Xu Wenjing said with a little frustration.

"Wen Jing, I, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked, I, I just want to know where you are? Zhang Xiaoyao said awkwardly and apologetically.

Xu Wenjing didn't seem to hear Zhang Xiaoyao's last words, holding the umbrella and continuing to walk up the hillside step by step, but one accidentally stepped on a stone, "Ah....." exclaimed, Xu Wenjing slid down the mountain, and the umbrella also flew down the hillside.

The road in the drizzle is a little slippery, and the small stones on the hill are relatively fragmented, Zhang Xiaoyao is engrossed in staring at Xu Wenjing waiting for her to answer herself, suddenly heard Xu Wenjing's exclamation, and saw Xu Wenjing sliding down, if it slides directly down the slope of a slope dozens of meters high, there may be any serious consequences, the hillside road is so slippery, Zhang Xiaoyao is also out of the way, looking at Xu Wenjing who slid towards him, threw the umbrella, swooped over, and tightened his arms around her.

Zhang Xiaoyao took advantage of the situation to let Xu Wenjing lie in his arms with his back down, and the two of them slid down together, Zhang Xiaoyao stretched out his right arm and grabbed it indiscriminately, but grabbed a paper vine on the hillside, the two stopped, and a lot of gravel was sliding towards the hillside.

Xu Wenjing looked at Zhang Xiaoyao, who seemed to be much more mature in his hug, and his eyes were full of emotion and shyness. struggled to get up, but couldn't get up, turned his face to see Zhang Xiaoyao's arm grasping the rattan, the bright red blood stained the rattan branches, and the gravel under the branches flowed down the hillside to Zhang Xiaoyao's back.

Zhang Xiaoyao also saw his own situation, one arm hugged Xu Wenjing tightly in his arms, and the arm holding the rattan with his right arm was still bleeding, this atmosphere was really embarrassing and happy for Zhang Xiaoyao.

Zhang Xiaoyao also wanted to hug for a while, but after a while, he finally let go of Xu Wenjing, who was hugging.

Xu Wenjing got up and looked at Zhang Xiaoyao worriedly and said, "Zhang Xiaoyao, thank you, your arm is bleeding, hurry up and see if it's okay!"

Zhang Xiaoyao got up and looked at his jeans with a big hole, and looked at the arm that was turned open by the flesh, the blood continued to flow, Zhang Xiaoyao covered the wound with his hand, the two of them walked down the hill quickly, found a small puddle, sat on a slightly larger stone, Zhang Xiaoyao began to wash off the mud and gravel on the wound on his arm with water, and the small puddle was stained red with blood.

Xu Wenjing, who was next to her, looked at the small reddish puddle and quickly pulled out the shirt in the waistband of her trousers, found a corner of the shirt torn by a sharp stone, and tore off a long strip of cloth with a sharp stone, and gently helped Zhang Xiaoyao wrap it around the bleeding arm wound and tie a knot.

"What's the matter? Hooligan Zhang Xiaoyao, I haven't seen enough after watching it for two years? My arm doesn't hurt anymore, right? Hmph! Xu Wenjing's angry voice sounded.

"Ah, how is it enough? It's not enough for a lifetime, how do you know that I've watched you for two years?" Zhang Xiaoyao said incredibly.

Is it true that every time I peek or look at it openly, I am discovered? Broken, broken, my image in the heart of the goddess is ruined.

In the drizzle, only two people looked at each other, as if there was a fairy tale world in front of them.

"Wen Jing, actually, in fact, the first time I bumped into you at the door of the class, I fell in love with you at the first sight of you, and kept you in my heart, I didn't dare to say to you, I didn't dare to write love letters, I was afraid that you would refuse, I had time to be very afraid, afraid that you would answer unhappily, and let me travel alone from now on, but I couldn't let go of the fairy tale with you, I didn't want the fairy tale of two people to make me disappear halfway, I didn't want the colorful interpretation to become lonely and blank in my heart, sometimes I would want to retreat, I would be inferior, I didn't feel worthy of you, I wanted you to be my girlfriend very, very much, but I didn't have the courage, but I was even more unwilling。 So I can only put you silently in my heart, watching you happy, anxious, and lost, and I will also be happy, anxious, and lost, and cherish that happiness in these ordinary years. ”

"The two of us can be regarded as having a hard time together, taking advantage of today's opportunity, I want to ask you very seriously, Wen Jing, can you be my girlfriend?" Zhang Qiankun plucked up his courage and continued.

Xu Wenjing came back to her senses from Zhang Xiaoyao's sincere confession just now, heard Zhang Xiaoyao's question, and replied: "Seeing that you rascal are so righteous and touching today, I reluctantly agreed to you." ”

Zhang Xiaoyao heard Xu Wenjing's answer, jumped happily, and hugged Xu Wenjing without any scruples: "Oh! yes, Wenjing, you are the best." ”

It is said that Zhang Xiaoyao is really a hooligan in the hearts of the female classmates in the class, quarreling with the teacher in class, fighting in groups after class, smoking, drinking, climbing over the wall to make trouble, and is often reported and criticized, and he really has never played hooligan to girls, but he is also a very bold hooligan student! No wonder Xu Wenjing said that Zhang Xiaoyao was a hooligan.

But today, in the face of Xu Wenjing, she immediately became a little weak, where is the courage that she is not afraid of the sky and the earth!

"Loose hooligans, let go, they see it, there are a lot of people, pay attention to the image. Xu Wenjing said shyly.

Zhang Xiaoyao let go of Xu Wenjing, who was hugging, and little by little he used his fingers to get close to Xu Wenjing's hand, which was held tightly and didn't want to let go anymore, the two of them held an umbrella and continued to walk straight to the hillside, walking towards Meng Zhipeng and others.

Meng Zhipeng and the others looked at Zhang Xiaoyao, who grabbed Xu Wenjing, with a face full of disbelief and surprise!

"That's too fast, buddy, you can do it, the goddess of our class has a master, the sky, the earth, and let us single people live. ”

Looking at Zhang Xiaoyao's injured and bleeding arm wrapped in a white cloth, Zhao Zhenyu said: "Dude, the bitter meat trick has been used, you are ruthless, but buddy, I bless you!"

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoyao explained what happened to him just now, added some water, and said that he was a hero who fell from the sky and sacrificed his life to save a great beauty, and finally hugged the beauty, which made everyone spit out for a while.

Because Zhang Xiaoyao was injured, Xu Wenjing and the others were also wet, and they were even more contaminated with a lot of wet mud, and both of them looked a little embarrassed, so they couldn't continue to watch the scenery next.

Soon several people began to ride bicycles back, Zhang Xiaoyao and Xu Wenjing held umbrellas and pushed the car all the way in the drizzle, talking and chatting, Zhang Xiaoyao seemed to have a thousand words to tell Xu Wenjing, but unfortunately in the blink of an eye to Xu Wenjing's village, Xu Wenjing didn't want the village and family to see them, and the two could only say goodbye after leaving each other's phone numbers.

I don't know what the road will be in the future, the two of them agreed that they must encourage each other in these three years of high school life, work together to be admitted to a key university, do not want to face the loess like their parents for the rest of their lives, and must get ahead and make their future lives better.

Zhang Xiaoyao didn't believe in fate, remembered the past, he had low self-esteem, looked at Xu Wenjing's back, and said loudly: "Fate allows you and me to meet, the painful grinding, the years of worrying about each other, who can come and go calmly, and when they begin to forget, they feel fear, the happiness of the past, close at hand, and distant and vague, the years are so hurried, and there are thousands of tenderness that you can't read." The world is too big, and I am too small, even if there will never be fate, that fate will come for you and me to meet, I will be sincere, not to let that helpless wind and rain again, I will spend my life waiting, waiting for the hazy mood, waiting for the longing of the heart, waiting for the hard-won fate. ”

When Xu Wenjing heard Zhang Xiaoyao's declaration-like words, she turned her head and smiled at Zhang Xiaoyao with emotion, waved her hand and said, "I believe in you!"

Zhang Xiaoyao looked at the back that disappeared in the drizzle, turned around and rode happily to his house with confidence.

That night, Zhang Xiaoyao recalled his persistence and waiting for Xu Wenjing for two years, and today's courageous expression, speechless for a long time, tears filled his eyes.

The night is sleepless, the tears are traceless, the leaves fall silently, the rain is dashing, the fog is misty, and the flowing water is ruthless.

The years are like drunk, the fallen leaves are traceless, the sea is ups and downs, the dreams are flying, there is no intention to ask the flowers and flowers, and there is no intention to listen to the rain and rain all over the ground.