"Alright, let's get out of class."

The crisp electric bell rang inside and outside the campus, and on the podium of the first (1) class of high school, Zhang Xiaolong closed the handout, glanced at the students who began to be a little restless under the podium, and did not leave the classroom directly as before.

Instead, he stepped off the podium and beckoned to Ye Qin in the last row, "Ye Qin, come to the office with me!" ”

Ye Qin, who was sitting on the desk and sorting out his notes, was slightly stunned at first when he heard Zhang Xiaolong's words, and then hurriedly stood up and followed Zhang Xiaolong out of the classroom.

In the teacher's office, Zhang Xiaolong put down the handouts in his hand in front of his desk, picked up the thermos cup on the table and took a sip of tea, turned his head to look Ye Qin up and down, and frowned inadvertently.

"Teacher Zhang, what's wrong?" Ye Qin was a little uncomfortable by Zhang Xiaolong's gaze, and asked a little puzzled.

"You seem to have lost a lot of weight lately." Zhang Xiaolong looked at Ye Qin's slightly dark skin, his cheeks seemed to be a little concave, and his cheekbones were a little convex, and he looked quite energetic, but the dark circles under his eyes were a little heavy.

"Uh, no......" Ye Qin scratched his head, he was a little surprised that Zhang Xiaolong would talk about this, and he didn't know how to answer.

In the two months of training before the city middle school student sports meeting, I also practiced once a day, but most of them were basic track and field competition rules, and some knowledge of running skills. The recent training intensity is obviously much more than before, almost an hour and a half of training every day, and then he has to hurry up to study and class, he himself only occasionally feels a little tired, but some changes have been quite obvious to outsiders.

"Wear more clothes, it's getting fast and it's going to snow."

Although Xiushui County is already in South China, it is located in the remote mountainous area in the north of Haixi Province, and there will always be one or two snows when cold air goes south every year.

After Zhang Xiaolong finished speaking, he didn't stay on this topic for long, but pointed his finger at Ye Qinxu and nodded, "I also heard about you giving up going to the sports professional team to stay in school, although this opportunity is a pity, I still support it." Although I don't know about the sports system, I have also seen the life of many athletes after retirement, and there are so many athletes in the country, how many can really win awards and become famous and win championships? What's the use of having a salary now? I don't have the culture to look at the big layoffs in the past few years, haven't they all returned to their original shape? Reading good books is the right thing, and with cultural knowledge, you can rely on it in the future. And ......"

Zhang Xiaolong paused again as he spoke, "Teacher Yan communicated with me, saying that your sports talent should not be buried, and it is very likely that you will go to a good university if you take the road of sports specialty, which I think is very good." Your grades are not bad in our class, and you also have extra points for sports specialties in the college entrance examination, so you will definitely be able to go to a good school when the time comes. When you get to university, your horizons have been broadened, and if you want to develop sports again, you can come back at that time. ”

"Hmm." Ye Qin nodded lightly, he just didn't want to give up the opportunity to go to school now, and he didn't think so much about rejecting the invitation of Coach Zhao of the Avant-garde Sports Association.

"It's good that you understand it yourself, and you can't slack off in your studies." Zhang Xiaolong walked back to his desk under the table, took out a lead-printed form from the drawer, and handed it to Ye Qin, "Go back and fill out this form and give it to me." ”

"Teacher, what is this?" Ye Qin looked at the bursary application form in his hand and was slightly stunned.

"This is different from the reduction and exemption of your tuition and miscellaneous fees and subsidies, this is a national grant, and the number of places is limited, and I finally won it." Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaolong laughed, "You didn't even go to the professional team to stay in the school, this school has to give you some benefits." Alright, it's almost class, let's go. ”

"Thank you, teacher." Ye Qin didn't say much, just thanked him softly.

Before entering high school, he didn't know much about the grants, or that there were countless people in Shangyun Village, Xiaoli Town, who wanted subsidies in this regard, and the places of low-income households in the village were all broken and grabbed. And when I got to high school, I learned a little more, personal applications, certificates at all levels are quite troublesome, and the teenager who was a little sensitive because of low self-esteem in his heart also put out that thought, and I didn't expect that the school would take the initiative to give him this place now.

Back in the classroom, before the class bell rang, Ye Qin sat back in his place, clipped the financial aid application form to the book and put it away, and a voice with a little shortness of breath suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ye Chin, there is your letter."

Sun Yuguang took a breath and handed a thick envelope in his hand to Ye Qin, "I just went to the school gate to buy a bun, and I just saw your letter and brought it to you." ”

"My letter?" Ye Qin took the letter handed over by Sun Yuguang, with a puzzled look on his face, the envelope was almost a piece of paper thick, and it was obviously filled with a lot of things.

"I was in too much of a hurry to eat in the morning, and I starved to death." After Sun Yuguang sat in his position, he took out the bun he had just bought and devoured it twice, "It was sent from Linzhou, do you have relatives in Linzhou?" ”

Ye Qin glanced at the address on the envelope, stuffed the envelope into a drawer, and nodded slightly, "Well, there are relatives working over there." ”

The bell rang for the end of the fourth period in the morning, and the classroom became noisy again.

It was already noon, and both boarders and day students were in a hurry to start their things, or go to the cafeteria to eat, or go home from the school gate.

Ye Qin sat in his position and did not move, first reviewed the content of the morning's lesson, and waited until everyone in the class was almost gone, and then took out the thick letter from the drawer.

Carefully tearing the short opening along the edge, tilting it slightly, a large stack of photos spilled out.

There was no stationery, just a dozen or so photographs.

Ye Qin looked through them one by one, there are many backgrounds in the photos, but the most beautiful scenery is always only one person, from the yellow dress in the summer to the denim trousers in the autumn, and then to the thick down jacket with a hat recently.

Each of the more than twenty photos had the date on which it was taken, and there was a strange number, Ye Qin looked at the number behind the photo and began to be a little confused, but after thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered the meaning of the representative.

Each photo seems to record all the points in time since the last summer separation, and now it is half a year of winter.

The last photo is a scenic photo of the stone bridge on a snowy day, and the owner of the photo did not show his face as before. The snow in the photo is not too thick, so I think it was taken when the weather has turned cold recently. Only the railings on the side of the bridge and the hoods of the street lamps are scattered white, and the lake and the sky in the distance are gray, and the scenery is not very good-looking.

When I was a child, I watched an opera troupe that I don't know where it came from, and sang an excerpt from the Yue Opera "The Legend of the White Snake: Broken Bridge", the content Ye Qin probably couldn't remember clearly, and later went back to watch the White Lady's TV series after fishing for frogs in the evening, Linzhou, Leifeng Pagoda, Jinshan Temple, and Broken Bridge, so it was imprinted in my heart.

When I grew up, I occasionally read the Ten Views of West Lake, and knew that her family was in Linzhou, and I vaguely felt that she would probably go there one day to live.

The meeting of the broken bridge, the remnant snow of the broken bridge, probably became a scenery he yearned for.

On the back of the photo, in addition to the date of the shooting and the number of days apart, there are a few words written in the pen.

"Ye Chin, come on!"