Approaching the New Year's Day, Song Yuge organized a couplet competition in a Chinese evening self-study. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The class is divided into two groups, one group produces a group of pairs, and those who do not match are considered to lose, and the person who comes out of the upper link can designate one of the other party to answer.

Coincidentally, Song Yuge and Hu Xiang were not in the same group.

or a counterattack against Hu Xiang for taking the first place in her composition, or a revenge for Hu Xiang who yelled at her not long ago, when it was Song Yuge's turn to come out, she did not hesitate to designate Hu Xiang as her opponent.

"The bamboo is hollow, ironically empty. Hu Xiang, you're right. When Song Yuge spoke, his eyes fell on the silent boy in the class, and there was a bit of smugness in his expression.

It seems that someone heard the irony of Song Yuge's Shanglian, and did not forget to shout Hu Xiang's name when laughing, and teased him not to lose a man's belly.

But despite the surrounding cries, Hu Xiang was still as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't pay the slightest attention to Song Yuge's signs. A few minutes later, the people who were originally coaxing gradually became more and more excited, and the laughter gradually turned into sighs.

"Hu Xiang, you 。。。。。。。" Song Yuge, who was ignored, stared at Hu Xiang, his face turned red, and the roots of his teeth itched.

"The mouth is like a river, and the sarcasm is salivating." Just as Song Yuge was about to sit down, Hu Xiang's voice echoed unhurriedly in the class.

After a few seconds of silence, the class erupted in bursts of cheers.

When he looked back at Hu Xiang in a daze, and realized that the irony in his couplet was not inferior to his own, Song Yuge's face turned from red to black.

"This doesn't count, I'll make another one, if you can get it right, I'll admit defeat!" Secretly biting and grinding the tips of his teeth twice, Song Yuge coughed lightly, rolled his eyes, and pretended to be calm: "Alone at the plum blossoms sweeping the snow." ”

Song Yuge had a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the pen in Hu Xiang's hand for no reason, and his heart suddenly felt a little more comfortable.

"Look at the mountains and dance streams." Song Yuge got stuck in his throat in one breath and almost died on the spot.

Hu Xiang kept his head down from the beginning, and Song Yuge suddenly felt that from the beginning, he treated her with a playful mentality.

However, this time, it was difficult for her to rise the slightest hatred for him.

Hu Xiang's name began to spread in school, and at the age of seventeen, he began to have his own fans.

But in the eyes of others, Hu Xiang, who has achieved a little, has a face full of melancholy all day long.

At the age of seventeen, he should be full of vitality, but he is like an old man who has seen through the vicissitudes of the world, and he does not smile.

"Hu Xiang, were you a stone in your last life?" Once, Song Yuge looked at Hu Xiang, who was far away from the group and hiding alone under an old tree to write and draw in a notebook with a pen, and pulled him angrily towards the middle of the crowd.

But without taking two steps, Hu Xiang broke free of Song Yuge.

He pursed his lips, holding the novel book he regarded as a treasure in his hand, and shook his head at the stunned Song Yuge and said, "I'm different from you, I can't play around." ”

He glanced at the bustling crowd not far away, a hint of envy crossed his eyes, and then he turned back to the old tree, and continued to frown and sketch the outline of the novel.

Song Yuge was naturally angry, she just wanted him to be lively, and he was no longer called Maokengshi by others, and he didn't appreciate her kindness at all.

With a little helplessness, Song Yuge decided to find a time to enlighten Hu Xiang.

But before Song Yuge could take action, Hu Xiang's days of appearing at school became less and less.

He sometimes misses school for three to five days, sometimes even for half a month.

Song Yuge once heard the conversation between the head teacher and other teachers when he was delivering homework, and the content mentioned Hu Xiang.

"Teacher Hu, that little writer in your class is amazing, he can publish novels at a young age."

"Hey, don't mention it, that kid's life is very miserable. If not。。。。。。 Forget it, I still have to prepare for class. ”

At the moment when he left the office, Song Yuge's body trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted, and his heart became a little restless.

Goodbye Hu Xiang was on a weekend. Song Yuge, who was passing by a hospital, saw Hu Xiang walking out of the hospital with a pale face.

At that time, he was alive like a corpse, his steps were stiff, swaying left and right,

Song Yuge followed behind Hu Xiang, and wanted to come forward to say hello several times, but because he didn't know how to speak, he finally had to give up.

When following Hu Xiang to an alley, Song Yuge, who was standing outside the alley, heard a heart-rending cry.

That was the first time Song Yuge had heard such a desolate cry, like ocean waves, stronger than the other.

When the deafening cry turned into a hoarse whimper, Song Yuge ran away in a panic.

Not long after running, Song Yuge held on to a wall, clenched his fists, and gasped for breath.

He must be sad, right? After coming back to his senses, Song Yuge bit his lip and decided to go back to see Hu Xiang. Although she didn't know why he was crying so hard, she knew that at this moment, he must have wanted someone to accompany him.

But after Song Yuge returned to the alley, he couldn't find Hu Xiang. Looking at the empty alleys, she felt a little more regret in her life for the first time.

Hu Xiang returned to school more haggard than ever. In the second semester of the second semester of high school, summer is approaching little by little, and Hu Xiang, who is wearing a few shirts, looks like a wood branch that is about to die, and if you touch it casually, it will die.

This kind of Hu Xiang has become more silent, and he often sits in his seat all day long, his hand does not leave the pen, and the pen does not leave his book.

Song Yuge didn't know why he was working so hard, but he would hear the news of Hu Xiang's novels from time to time.

He was like the grit that had been sharpened by a mussel, turning into a dazzling pearl. However, it is because of the concealment of some mussel shells, which makes it more and more difficult to approach.

The third year of high school is a chaotic but very boring period, so the essay competition held in the province is like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, making the senior high school students in the whole province completely boil.

Unlike in the past, this essay competition was specially set up for senior high school students. The winners can not only get a lot of money, but also get extra points in the college entrance examination.

This kind of competition makes all the senior high school children excited. But after the municipal primary election, only two people from Song Yuge's school came out on top.

One Song Yuge, one Hu Xiang.

The school originally planned to hold a celebration party for the two of them, but Hu Xiang refused stubbornly.

When he faced the school leader in front of him, he just raised his head and said with a little apology: "The party, I don't have time to go." ”

And Song Yuge looked at the head teacher with a slightly embarrassed face at the time, and made an excuse in a hurry, and also pushed off the party.

The main characters are not there, and there is no point in the party being held. But in order to encourage the two men, the school finally decided to award them a scholarship.

And the moment he received the scholarship, it was the first time Song Yuge saw Hu Xiang smile.

"You love money so much?" Song Yuge looked at Hu Xiang speechlessly, judging from his appearance, he was dressed very plainly, and he didn't look like a person who loved money.

Hu Xiang looked at Song Yuge, the smile on his face disappeared, and after being silent for a while, he said with a little weakness in his voice: "You don't understand me." ”

Then Hu Xiang turned around and left.

Looking at Hu Xiang's thin back, Song Yuge's chest ached.

Doesn't she understand him? That's for sure! After all, his world has never opened a door for her!

Song Yuge and Hu Xiang finally lived up to expectations, overcoming obstacles all the way and reaching the finals.

When Hu Xiang found Song Yuge, she was concentrating on studying the award-winning essays of the essay competitions over the years.

Sensing that there was someone around her, Song Yuge put down the book, and when she saw that it was Hu Xiang, she was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Is there something wrong?" Looking at Hu Xiang, whose face was slightly embarrassed, Song Yuge's chest twitched slightly.

Hu Xiang's eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth to stumble, just at Song Yuge's anxious fast shooting table

When he got up, Hu Xiang exhaled and said to Song Yuge, "Song Yuge, can you give up this essay competition?"

His voice trembled, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone.

Song Yuge was stunned. Staring blankly, her floppy palms clenched suddenly.

Dozens of seconds of confrontation, the atmosphere is eerily depressing.

Seeing that Song Yuge was silent, Hu Xiang's face gradually darkened.

"I see, I'm sorry. I'll give it my all in the final. "He's like a defeated rooster, but he's still arrogant.

High school students, once it is related to the college entrance examination scores, how can they give up easily? Hu Xiang, who turned around, gritted his teeth, and the five fingers hidden in his pocket ached.

"I can promise you."

When Song Yuge saw Hu Xiang's lonely back, his chest seemed to be soft, and he cried out loudly before he had time to think.

"But you're going to tell me why." Song Yuge exhaled deeply, and a layer of red glow appeared on his faces.

Need a reason? Actually, I don't really need it. It's just that I don't want to give up so spineless.

Or was taken aback by this sudden answer, and it took a while for Hu Xiang to react.

"I need that bonus. But there are so many people, I can't be sure that the only one to defeat is you. ”