Liu Hu and Yan Lin have to go to the playground every day to exercise. After class, Liu Hu returned to the dormitory first, waited for a while, and saw that Yan Lin still hadn't come back, so he changed into sneakers and came to the door of the liberal arts classroom. She was surprised to see Yan Lin and Wang Qiao sitting side by side, their heads together, and their expressions were intimate.

Seeing that the two of them were concentrating, Liu Hu didn't make a sound and left quietly.

She ran more than a dozen laps in the small playground alone, and at about half past eleven, she waited for Wu Chongbin in the grove inside the small playground as agreed.

Wu Chongbin appeared on time and said, "I didn't meet Yan Lin when I came over, she didn't run today?" ”

Liu Hu said: "Before the lights went out, she was still in the classroom, sitting with Wang Qiao. ”

Wu Chongbin said: "Sitting together, what's the situation?" ”

Liu Hu said: "It seems that they are discussing learning, and their heads are together, and they almost bump into each other." Yan Lin likes to talk about Wang Qiao the most these days, and her eyes are full of little stars. ”

Wu Chongbin said: "To be honest, except for the poor grades, Wang Qiao is excellent in all aspects. ”

While the two were talking, Yan Lin, who had changed into a sweatshirt, came to the small playground. She glanced at the grove a few times, but didn't see Liu Hu, so she started running laps in the small playground alone.

Wu Chongbin and Liu Hu hugged each other in the depths of the grove. During the interval, Liu Hu said: "Yan Lin's father heard that she was going to be the factory director, and she became a **, so naturally she didn't have to worry about work, and we really had to work hard." ”

"It's not possible, it should be for sure, my dad said there was no problem. She can rely on her parents, but we can only rely on ourselves, so we have to study hard. Wu Chongbin sighed while reaching into Liu Hu's clothes and caressing the smooth girl's skin.

Liu Hu twisted his body and protested: "You are not allowed to go in, your hands are so cold, you are only allowed to go in when it is warm." ”

Wu Chongbin cherished his girlfriend, retracted his hand, held it in his arms for a while, and waited until his hand was warm, before he got into his girlfriend's clothes and stroked the young girl's well-proportioned and full body. Wu Chongbin enjoyed it for a while, and picked up what he had just said: "Wang Qiao is a character, and Yan Lin has vision." In fact, grades are not so important now, and there is a way out if you can't get into college, Wang Qiao will succeed sooner or later, in addition to taking the university exam. ”

Liu Hu said: "It's too unrealistic to fall in love in a repeat class, no one knows what the situation is after the college entrance examination, and Yan Lin and Wang Qiao have absolutely no good results together." ”

Wu Chongbin said: "Let's not worry about others, think more about our affairs." I really don't want to go back to the factory, I grew up in the factory since I was a child, and if I go back to work in the factory, my life will not change at all, it will be too boring. If I can't get into college, I will go to the army, and maybe I will have the opportunity to go to military school. ”

"You go to be a soldier, what should I do?" Liu Hu's grades are average, it is difficult to be admitted to university, she is ready to study in the unit and even at her own expense, and she has to go back to work in the factory. Thinking about the gloomy future of the two, she felt melancholy and buried her head deep in her boyfriend's arms.

When the lights went out, Liu Hu and Wu Chongbin hugged for a while before returning to the bedroom.

Yan Lin sat alone at the head of the bed, wearing headphones, immersed in the music, and gently hummed Meng Tingwei's song in her mouth: "Come to Taipei to see the rain ...... in winter"

Liu Hu walked up to Yan Lin, but Yan Lin still didn't react. She reached out and took off her headphones and said, "I went to the classroom just now to ask you to run, and I saw you and 9 points together, and your head was together." ”

Yan Lin said: "Don't call others 9 points, this time Wang Qiao scored 21 points, and the progress is obvious." ”

Liu Hu sat on the edge of the bed and quipped: "21 points is also progress, and the requirements are too low." You haven't explained yet, why do you sit with Wang Qiao? ”

Yan Lin said: "I did well in the math test this time, and he came to ask me." It's a very simple thing, please don't think it's so complicated. ”

Liu Hu and Yan Lin are small and know each other, she hit the nail on the head: "Your expression betrays you, every time you talk about Wang Qiao, you can't help but feel tenderness and sweetness, and I know you best." But it's better not to fall in love in the repeater class, because you will hurt yourself very much. ”

"Only the governor is allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, you oppose me falling in love, I want to talk." Yan Lin looked up at the window, the dark night sky was actually full of stars, usually only care about studying, rarely look up at the sky, the twinkling stars are particularly quiet, she secretly prayed: "Don't ask for eternity, just for real possession, my first love will be very beautiful." ”

That night, Wang Qiao had a dream, in which he returned to the No. 3 Detention Center in Guangnan, where he sat alone in the dim light, looking at the room full of suspects, and suddenly, all of these suspects got up from the board bunk and kicked around him. Then, handcuffed and taken to the infirmary, a white-clothed nurse walked in, but it was Lu Qi, who had disappeared. She came into the house and said, "Why are you here?" If you don't study hard, you will have to take the college entrance examination in a few months. With that, he turned around and left. Wang Qiao chased after Lu Qi, his legs were weak and weak, and when he walked, he was like stepping on cotton, and he could only watch Lu Qi go farther and farther.

When I woke up, I opened my eyes wide and saw the low mosquito net, through which I saw the figures walking around and the dense high and low beds, and then I remembered where I was. He thought of his former lover Lu Qi in a depressed mood, and felt bitter.

After getting up, Wang Qiao was affected by the dream, depressed, and only after running out of sweat on the playground did his emotions adjust.

After the morning self-study, the first period is a Chinese class. The Chinese teacher, a shriveled old pedant with highly myopic glasses, walked to the podium with a stack of compositions.

"Today I will read a model article, you listen carefully and find your own gaps." The old pedant put on his reading glasses, picked up a composition, shook his head and began to read.

"Topic: Failure is the mother of success; Genre: Argumentative Essay, Body: In today's world, those who do great things will experience failure......"

Wang Qiao's father used to work in the Red Star Factory, and his writing skills were excellent, and he asked Wang Qiao to read traditional literature since he was a child, and reading materials such as "Five Thousand Years Up and Down", "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and Tang and Song poems were instilled in Wang Qiao since he was a child. Therefore, in addition to having a beautiful calligraphy, Wang Qiao has a strong writing skills, and it is not surprising that articles are regarded as model essays, which are common from elementary school to junior high school. It was quite funny for him to listen to his essay being read aloud by the Chinese teacher in an old-fashioned tone.

After reading it, the old scholar said in an impassioned voice: "Listen to the level of this article, compare your own article, and carefully look for gaps." I assigned a total of three essays before and after the repeat class, Wang Qiao's articles can be used as model essays, the first two I did not read aloud in the class, in order to see his real level, these three essays can prove Wang Qiao's level. If I don't read this article aloud, many of the ignorant students in the class will feel good about themselves. After class, the representative of the Chinese class posted three sample essays on the poster board, and everyone studied hard. ”

Speaking of this, the old scholar said with emotion: "Now students don't practice calligraphy, calligraphy is a treasure left by the ancestors, and I am sorry for the ancestors if they don't learn calligraphy." Even if we don't talk about history and culture, from a practical point of view, calligraphy is a stepping stone, and with a good calligraphy, no matter which unit you go to, you will be looked up against. After the article is posted later, everyone will go to observe and learn Wang Qiao's calligraphy. I have been practicing calligraphy for so many years, and I feel good, but compared with Wang Qiao's calligraphy, he can be regarded as a small calligraphy family, and I am ashamed of myself. ”

All the students in the class were shocked, and they all secretly called Wang Qiao a nine, how could they know that the old pedant, who had always regarded himself very highly, would have such a high regard for his articles and calligraphy. All the students' eyes were focused on Wang Qiao's face.

Since leaving the campus because of the two-ribbed knife, Wang Qiao has been in a marginal position, and has rarely received high praise from the "old pedant", under the gaze of everyone, he only felt that his face was hot, he looked down at the books, avoiding the eyes of his classmates.

After class, the students flocked to the poster board and craned their necks to look at the three essays. Yan Lin stood on the periphery and watched for a while, and said secretly: "A few days ago, I only saw Wang Qiao write Arabic numerals, and I forgot to ask him to write two Chinese characters to take a look, it's really stupid." That note was actually written by Wang Qiao, what did he mean by putting the note on my desk? Could it be that she ...... "She only felt that her heart was like a deer, and she didn't dare to look in the direction of Wang Qiao."

After picking up the note last time, she went to Xinhua Bookstore and bought a book of 300 Tang poems, and now she can recite Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" in its entirety. She returned to her seat and quietly wrote on the paper: "Those who abandon me, yesterday shall not stay", after writing the first sentence, she looked left and right like a dog crawling, so she tore her calligraphy work to pieces, and thought: "I didn't think that it would be written by Wang Qiao, his Arabic numerals are written so beautifully." Influenced by the old thinking, I still think that Wang Qiao is a poor student, and it is impossible to write a good hand, in fact, he is only poor in mathematics, and he has never been at the bottom in other subjects. ”

When school was out at noon, Yan Lin saw that Wang Qiao still hadn't moved, so she quietly took out the note of "abandon me" and looked at it again. She walked to Wang Qiao's table and said, "I didn't expect your composition to be so well written, and your words are beautiful." ”

"People who score nine points in math will not let people live if their language is not good." Wang Qiao said with some confusion, "You only saw my words now?" ”

"I used to only see you writing Arabic numerals, not pen and nail characters. I've just read it, and your essay is too good to be true, and it's a lot higher than ours. ”

"I used to be crammed by my father to learn some ancient Chinese, and the level is really not worth mentioning."

"There are also classmates in the Red Star Factory who are repeating classes, and you don't play with them very much."

Wang Qiao was reluctant to talk about the history of the exile in Quang Nam in front of outsiders, and every time he thought of this period of history, his heart ached. He took out the paper from the drawer and said, "I didn't fully understand the second big question that Teacher Zhan talked about today. ”

Yan Lin naturally sat in the vacant seat next to Wang Qiao and patiently answered.

After Liu Hu returned to the bedroom, he felt unwell and didn't know what was wrong.

After waiting in the dormitory for a while, Yan Lin took the lunch box to the canteen to eat alone. She was holding the lunch box, smelling the smell of oily meat, and suddenly became nauseous. She didn't care about it at first, but when she felt a little more comfortable, she just picked up the lunch box, and the sour water in her stomach rushed up, she covered her mouth and walked quickly to the bathroom, vomiting in the corner.

(Chapter 27)