Chapter 13: Light Years Flow

Light years, I quietly look up at the sunshine so that the sorrow will disappear. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In the passing years, I hugged my arms tightly, so that the sorrow would be bright.

When I was sixteen, I came here, a strange but delightful place.

Xishui Town, it is next to Xishui Bay, between green water and blue sky.

And you, just like this, appeared unnoticed, and quietly embedded in my life.

I like to watch you silently from afar, but I never feel that I am a stranger to you, because you are my brightness.

……

In the morning, Yu Bai was like an old craftsman, writing sleeplessly, and the five manuscripts for the magazine were finally completed after the third revision.

Now the one he changed belongs to a typical youth essay, with love, fantasy, and a faint literary atmosphere. Well, to put it bluntly, it's something that gives you goosebumps to look at. But it can't be helped, little girls like to watch it, especially girls on the middle school campus.

In between writing, except for occasionally looking up at Zhao Xueman in the front row of the two eyes, and then looking at her slightly stiff body because she found herself peeking, Yu Bai felt that time flew by.

It's almost here, and the morning has passed unconsciously. It's almost there, and I haven't seen enough of Zhao Xueman's twisting.

Putting the five manuscripts into the envelope with the address written long ago, and watching them lie quietly on the desk like this, Yu Bai felt a little dazed for a while. It was as if he had done it, and it was as if he had dreamed of it.

In short, it's a very familiar feeling, but when you think about it, you can't remember when it happened.

"Here, today's mock questions."

When he looked up, he saw that Zhao Xueman was still the same tepid as before, Yu Baile was happy, because he knew her.

It's very likely that she doesn't know what to do now, so she can only pretend that nothing happens, and pretend that she has nothing to do with her as before, but in fact, she ...... Everything is already quietly changing, and no one can go back to the way it was.

"It's another mock question, didn't I just do two of them yesterday, how can I finish so many questions!" Taking the roll, Yu Bai complained.

"Yesterday it was history and geography, and today it is language and politics, so let's do it slowly, maybe you can meet the original questions during the exam." Zhao Xueman pretended to look elsewhere, but when Yu Bai spoke, he had to turn his head again, which made Yu Bai couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, I said Senior Class Leader Zhao, did you sleep on the pillow yesterday, if that's the case, I have a home remedy that can treat you ......"

Zhao Xueman's face was embarrassed, knowing that it was his own strange performance, which made Yu Bai see the joke. So I wasn't going to entangle with him, but when I was about to turn around and hand out the test papers to the next classmate, I saw the five envelopes with addresses on Yu Bai's desk.

And each letter is followed by two words of contribution, and there are all over the world.

suddenly attracted Zhao Xueman's attention, "If there is no sun tomorrow" is still vivid, and the five envelopes pulled her around again as if they had magical power.

"You...... That's what you wrote again? ”

"Sort of."

"Ready to submit?"

"Sort of."

"That'...... Can you show me, I mean, I'm also your class president, and my grades are much better than yours, and it's always good to help you check the gates. ”

The two asked and answered, the person who asked was cautious, the color of expectation was overflowing, and the person who answered was smiling, but it was the kind that pretended to be careless.

However, after Zhao Xueman finished the last sentence, even she felt that this reason was untenable, so she stood there a little embarrassed, not to go, not to go, as if as long as Yu Bai opened her mouth to refuse, she would run away.

"Okay." Yu Bai looked at Zhao Xueman, who was a little surprised, and said while packing up the five envelopes, "It just so happens that I can't make up my mind, but if I am checked by the head of Zhao's class, then I will have a lot of confidence, so the organization will hand over this arduous and glorious task to you." ”

With that, he handed over the envelope.

Seeing Zhao Xueman holding the envelope and turning around to leave, Yu Bai couldn't help but ask, "By the way, I gave it to you yesterday...... What do you think of the competition draft, did you hand it over to the school? ”

Originally, Yu Bai wanted to ask for a love letter, but seeing her panicked, she still held back. Two lifetimes of experience have taught him that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it.

Facts show that the turning point behind Zhao Xueman is largely relieved.

"I heard from the head teacher that there were not many people in the whole school at all, it seemed that there were only a few dozen people, less than fifty. It was handed over to the school early this morning, and it is estimated that it will be mailed out in the next two days. ”

"By the way, after reading my draft, do you have anything you want to say, that is, have you been moved...... I mean by my talent. ”

"A scum like you, you must have defected to the enemy and rebelled before, and you were moved, I don't mean that it is enough for the organization to eliminate you." Zhao Xueman's originally nervous mood was interrupted by him, and the female man's temper was instantly revealed, and she opened her mouth with a blank look.

But as soon as he turned around and felt the weight of the five manuscripts, he turned his head again, and although he was a little undecided, he still said, "I sent your manuscript for the New Concept Essay Contest by email in advance, the surface mail is too slow, and our school notification is already late, plus the distance in the middle, maybe the manuscript will be mailed to the preliminary results and come out." ”

It was originally a fairly correct move, but it was indeed said by Zhao Xueman as if he had done something wrong.

In fact, there are still some parts of the world at the moment that are different from the previous life, such as this new national concept as a competition, the competition system here is roughly the same as the previous life, but the competition time has been revised to start in February, and the results will be released in three and a half months, and the results will be released in mid-May.

Originally, Yu Bai was also worried about this, so he was relieved to hear Zhao Xueman say this.

"Did the email come through? That's good, Class Leader Zhao doesn't want to come to me to invite credit, right...... It's okay, as long as I pass the preliminary round, I promise to treat you to a big meal. ”

Yu Bai naturally had his intentions when he said this, in his opinion, Zhao Xueman's state must be afraid that her self-asserted behavior would make him unhappy, of course Yu Bai would not be so careful. So I didn't mention this stubble, but directly changed the angle and direction and topic, and euphemistically expressed that instead of being angry, I want to thank you.

Facts have proved that Yu Bai's actions are indeed effective.

Zhao Xueman was obviously not as nervous as she was just now, and her speech was much more relaxed, "Virtue, what is the preliminary round, unless you enter the finals and win the ranking, not to mention the first prize, as long as it is an award, you don't need to invite me, I will celebrate for you." ”

"It's a deal!"

……

Zhao Xueman, who returned to her seat, was still a little difficult to calm down, perhaps because of the agreement just now, or because she lied for the first time in her life. Yu Bai's manuscript was sent by her by email, but the handwritten manuscript was not returned to the school by her, and she didn't know what her mentality was, so Zhao Xueman kept the manuscript on her own.

In addition, it was the first time she didn't listen to a lecture, and the first time she deserted, she didn't think about the textbook, but the few manuscripts she had just gotten in her hand.

Since I sat in the second row, it was too close to the podium, so I didn't think there was anything wrong with studying carefully, but it was helpful to listen to the lecture. But now, she realized that it was a problem, because it was a problem to do something else secretly.

After a long time, Zhao Xueman quietly took out the envelope from the desk while the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard.

"Room 3001, Block B, Longfan Building, Jinyan District, Changshan City, Hunan Province, received (submitted) by the editorial department of "Fireworks".

"Received (contributed) by the editorial department of "Nianxiang" in Greenheart District, Changchun City."

“……”

After reading it several times in a row, Zhao Xueman found that all the submissions were well-selling magazines, and two of them were the kind of magazines that she thought were very high-end.

For a while, my heart felt like I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and I couldn't figure out what it tasted like.

Although she hadn't seen the articles in the envelope yet, Zhao Xueman preconceived that it must be not bad, so she rushed to these magazines that submitted articles, and she felt that Yu Bai must have put a lot of effort into writing these articles.

The hands holding the envelopes tightened unconsciously, as if they were afraid that the letters would be lost in her hands.

"Snowy ...... During class time, don't be distracted, and pay more attention to rest at night. ”

"Ah...... Okay, got the teacher. ”

Quickly stuffed the letter into the innermost part of the desk, looked up and saw the teacher staring at her, and at a glance she knew that the teacher must have noticed the small action underneath, but he didn't say it. I don't know if it's guilt or self-blame for desertion, I lowered my head and didn't move for a long time.

But Li Weiwei, who was at the same table, saw all these things, bumped her with his elbow without leaving a trace, and whispered while pretending to read the scroll.

"Hey, what's going on with you today, you're either running away and being stunned, or you're deserting with an envelope, shouldn't you be the person you are talking to?"

"How can there be a ......" may be in a hurry to refute, so the tone and tone are inevitably hurried and elevated, the teacher who lectured on the blackboard looked at her again with his eyes and still didn't say anything, Zhao Xueman was like a child who had done something wrong, and stared at the paper in front of him with his head down, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm going to take the college entrance examination, how can I talk about love." ”

"Hehehe, I see that you are in a hurry, I mean you don't know how to make pen pals, I see that you care a lot about those letters, do you mind letting me observe and study too."

"Huh?"

"Just kidding, just kidding, just as if I didn't say anything."

……

When he came to school the next day, every time he found Yu Bai peeking at him, Zhao Xueman would feel weird, but he couldn't tell what was strange. Although she knows that now is not the time to fall in love, she still blushes and her heart beats whenever she thinks of that love letter.

As soon as I got home from school yesterday, Zhao Xueman read the five manuscripts, and they read them during the usual review time.

"Half a Year of Left, Another Half of a Light Year" made her discover Yu Bai, a guy who usually yells and yells, and the side of a little boy.

Halfway through "Protars Street", she realized that it was actually written from the perspective of her, a girl, an article similar to an exotic travelogue, which was very unreal, but it looked very real. Even Zhao Xueman wanted to run over and discuss with him how to write it.

After all, being able to write a girl's heart so delicately and so addictively is so addictive, which completely shows a kind of strength, especially a passage in it, which is very memorable.

"I met a very kind old man, who touched my long brown curly hair, put her mouth to my ear, and muttered.

Then her withered hands and her long face in the darkness of her cloak kept coming to my mind, and she told me that this place ...... It is this world where people come and go every day, but they ignore me, this world where the hustle and bustle can be quiet outside my ears.

She said that this is the space of the dead, the land of the dead.

Probably, maybe until then I didn't know, that I was just a soul, a dead person. ”

Seeing this, Zhao Xueman didn't feel anything, just felt that this was an article about a girl who went to another world after she died, but looking at it, when she really walked into the world in the article, it was a different scene.

"Do you know what it's like to walk barefoot on a wooden bridge with no one on the sidelines and wait and look forward to the dawn and the myriad rays of sunshine that comes from the morning sun after that?

I remember, I never forget.

Squatting on the riverbank, his eyes crossed the wooden bridge in front of him and looked at the horizon in the distance. Wrapping his arms around my bright white floral dress, he looked expectantly into the distance, a place that seemed far away. ”

tried everything, even at the expense of scattering his soul, just to take a look at the morning Yangguan, Zhao Xueman was very puzzled, but he agreed for no reason.

In fact, Zhao Xueman is not interested in this kind of article, although every girl has a longing for Prince Charming in her heart, but she knows very well that Prince Charming is purely superfluous with her family background and identity.

If there were so many princes, there wouldn't be just a fairy tale of Cinderella, and Prince Charming might be so cheap that no one expects it anymore.

"The Fragrance of Wine" is Zhao Xueman's favorite of five manuscripts, which tells the story of a middle-aged man who went to a tavern to drink, met a person who was also drunk, and then started a dialogue, with meaning and connotation, and this manuscript was submitted to "Proverbs" magazine.

Regained consciousness, looked back at Yu Bai, and saw him casually flipping through the textbook in front of him, which made Zhao Xueman, who had a lot of thoughts, couldn't help frowning.

"I don't know what the use of studying hard and writing well, it's not that I can't get into a good university."

Zhao Xueman's angry thoughts, just had a good impression of him, because this scene was directly invalidated.

After all, in her eyes, with the mentality of a teenage girl, no matter what it is, it is not as important as going to school.

When the bell rang for class, Zhao Xue hesitated for a moment and walked over, of course, as if to cover up, he still took a few rolls and walked over, in fact, in the eyes of others, this kind of behavior is no different from this thing three hundred taels of silver.

"Here, this is another volume sent today, you hurry up and do it, I have finished reading the other manuscripts."

"Ang, how is it, is there anything you want to say?"

"Nope."

This makes Yu Bai anxious, and the manuscript that my brother worked so hard to write is so disdainful?

"No, I wasted a lot of brain cells to write it, it's so bad!"

"Poor! Of course it is! Do you know that it's the third year of high school, and it's about to take the college entrance examination, and you're still doing these things, what's the use of writing well? It's not good to review and see what if you can't get into college. As soon as I heard Yu Bai say this, I was angry, so I couldn't help but say what I thought in my heart.

Yu Bai is not a young man who doesn't understand anything in his teens, even if he is scolded by Zhao Xueman, his mood is better than just now.

Because he knew that the girl finally knew how to care about herself, she smiled and said, "Who knows what will happen in the future, maybe I can really make money by writing this." ”

"Brag, and I'm not afraid to blow too high, fall and hit your head."

"By the way, I've written a few more of them...... How about it, should squad leader Zhao continue to check it. ”

Yu Bai took it out of the desk, and although it was an inquiring tone, he handed over the manuscript directly.

Zhao Xueman looked at the manuscript, then looked around like a thief, and didn't reply, just silently snatched it back as if robbing, and then threw down the sentence and returned to the action.

"I sent all five of your manuscripts to you by email, don't thank me, I'm just afraid that some people will be in a hurry because they can't study well after waiting for a few admission results."

Yu Bai raised his eyebrows, feeling the warm sunshine outside, his mood was extremely comfortable, although the relationship between the two still did not make much progress, but the journey of a thousand miles began with a single step, and it was considered to climb forward a little bit with his efforts.