A basketball swiped slowly through the air, "bang", lightly hit the rebound, then bounced to the basket, spun around, and then -- and then it didn't move. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the basket, there were several teenage children standing, all bent over slightly, raising their heads, and staring at the basketball stuck by the basket and rebounds in a daze. When you want it to fall, you can grab it. Several children were born white and clean, each wearing red, yellow, blue and various styles of small basketball uniforms, and they also wore small sneakers on their feet, looking very professional.

A few children frowned and waited for a while, and then finally determined that the basketball was stuck, and began to get anxious. Among them, there was a skinny long-haired kid who tried to jump up and touch the basketball by himself, but after a few attempts, he found that it was a big difference. Then the kid in the No. 3 Wade jersey thought of another way to get his companion to pick him up and touch him again. There was still a gap of more than a meter, but this time it seemed to be closer to the basketball, and he became more and more confident, and continued to reach up and stretch harder.

Someone next to "flutter" finally couldn't help laughing.

"Little Wade" was a little upset, and glanced back at the guy who was standing on the sidelines watching. I don't know which rural hillbilly he came from, he got an old-fashioned flat haircut, and he carried two roosters in one hand and a basket of eggs in the other.

"Little Wade" hid his emotions, ran over and pulled the outdated T-shirt of the rural youth, and said obediently: "Big brother, can you come and help us?" ”

The young man seemed to see through the child's disguise, and did not reveal it, but only winked at him. He put down the chicken and egg in his hand and made a random stretch.

"Okay, look at me!"

The young man ran from the sidelines, ran to the basket and jumped lightly - only to touch the rebound.

"It's really useless, you've grown so tall." "Little Wade" muttered a little disdainfully.

In fact, the young man, who was only 176 centimeters tall, smiled a little awkwardly, and then ran again and jumped, which was much faster than the last time. As if he had a spring installed on his foot, he jumped high and finally touched the basketball.

"Wow, big brother jumps so high!" Several children around looked at the young man with some admiration, and only "Little Wade" pouted nonchalantly.

"Xiaoqing, what are you doing, hurry up." A rural woman emerges from the adjacent women's restroom.

The young man picked up the chicken and the egg and followed.

"Mom, how many times have I told you, don't call me Xiaoqing when you get to the county seat."

"What's the matter, you're still a kid anyway."

“……”

It was only three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was already getting dark. The dry, muggy air is as heavy as lead, making it easy to breed irritability. The light in the room was getting dimer, but the lights weren't on. Being in it gives people the illusion of being inside a steamer. In front of it was a transparent glass coffee table, next to a sofa and a chair, and on the opposite side of the sofa was a color television the size of a desk, which was not turned on, and in the corner of the room was a three-door refrigerator that was squatting on the table and an unrecognizable brand, and on it hung an air conditioner that looked small and clean like an ornament. For He Qingping, it all seemed like showing off. The only thing that sounded familiar to him was the whining electric fan in front of him—but it seemed so incongruous in this room.

"I didn't expect that my sister's children are already so old, and it's very good to be admitted to the second middle school. Entering the county No. 2 middle school basically means that half of the foot has stepped into the threshold of the university. In the past few years, the university admission rate of the county No. 2 middle school has been the first in the city every year, and the national key high school is not blown. Work hard and strive to develop in a higher direction. A middle-aged fat man sat on a cool sofa with a big belly, wiping his sweat and talking eloquently.

This person is my grandmother's student, and she may be her future teacher. He Qingping stood next to him and thought blankly, the air blown out of the electric fan was also a little warm, which accelerated the flow of sweat on his back and made him unable to concentrate. On the ground was a basket of eggs brought from home, and the two roosters who had come with them had been carried to the balcony by the future teacher, and their unwilling cries could occasionally be heard in the room.

The mother sat on the chair, looking very nervous, and picked up some familiar words and talked to herself.

"Oh, what's this, our Xiaoqing can't compare with the original Teacher Tang. My mother said that the best student she taught was Teacher Tang, and at that time, she often told us that today's students are naughty again, only the little baby surnamed Tang is very serious, very talented, and will become great things in the future. Xiaoqing has to learn more from Teacher Tang, do you hear it. ”

He Qingping's head was big for a while, and a small bag swelled up on his head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it quickly calmed down again. Before he came, he solemnly said not to call "Xiaoqing", it sounds like a little girl's name, and it is acceptable to call "Qingping" or "Xiaoping", but it is obvious that his mother did not take this matter to heart.

The middle-aged fat man opposite laughed awkwardly twice, and hurriedly interrupted: "It was the teacher's love that made me who I am today." Okay, no problem, I'll take care of him more in the future. But he may not be able to be assigned to our class, and now there are nearly 20 classes in one grade in the county No. 2 middle school, and I only take classes in four or five of them at most. I can't be sure which classes they are for the time being, it depends on how the leader assigns them. It's not a big problem, if Qingping happens to be assigned to our class, I will definitely take care of him. If I was assigned to another class, I instructed the teachers in the other class to take care of me. But it's all up to you. ”

The last sentence was said to He Qingping, He Qingping hurriedly pulled back his daze, took out a teachable face, and said solemnly: "Well, I will definitely work hard." Although this kind of posturing has been done many times and has reached the point where it can be used freely, every time he uses it, he still feels like vomiting.

The mother nodded with satisfaction next to her, and added, "Xiaoqing may be a little stupid and not good at talking, children in our family may have a somewhat withdrawn personality." But he is definitely not afraid of hardship and will not be lazy, whether it is in study or work. In the future, if Mr. Tang has anything useful to use people, you can call him, he has always been very obedient......"

He Qingping, who completed the performance task, smiled bitterly in his heart, leaving the impression of this obedient child in his heart again. He Qingping didn't like this impression that his mother imposed on him at all, because it was not him at all. But seeing his mother running around, trying to maintain this impression, He Qingping couldn't give birth to the idea of tearing this disguise, at least not yet.

Just keep them in the dark and have fun for a while.

"Okay, senior sister will go back and greet the teacher on my behalf, I haven't gone back to visit his old man for a long time." Tang Fatzi naturally gave a closing remark.

"Wow, I'll tell her when I get back. Oh, by the way, Mr. Tang doesn't know, the bridge in my hometown was washed away by a flood last year, and everyone pooled money to build a new bridge......"

He Qingping and Tang Fatzi, who originally thought that the conversation was over, frowned almost at the same time when they heard this, and they couldn't interrupt her, so they had to watch this rural woman spit alone.

Halfway through, the door opened once, and a little boy walked in with a basketball, and it turned out to be the "little Wade" who played at the school gate before. Tang Fatzi asked his son to come over by the way, and asked him to call his brother and aunt, and the children did so very obediently. He Qingping and the little boy pretended not to know each other very tacitly, greeted each other, and then ignored each other. If others knew that the two of them had just met, they would probably sigh: Are children nowadays so good at pretending!

When he left, He Qingping was already very tired, not that he felt tired after standing for a while, but that the mental consumption was too great. Every time he accompanied his mother to such a meeting, he felt the same exhaustion. It's okay to go to the elementary school teacher's house for the first time, after all, they are all in the same village, and they often meet, everyone knows each other, and there is no need to pretend to be so hard. The second time was when the fifth grade of elementary school was about to transfer from the village school to the central school in the town, and the homeroom teacher turned out to be my mother's elementary school classmate, so naturally I needed to pay a visit. Although He Qingping knew that after the visit, it did not play a role, but his mother still insisted that He Qingping's good academic performance was due to her visit. The third time was when I was in elementary school and junior high school, my mother found the math teacher at the time, saying that it was a distant relative of her uncle...... Afterwards, according to his mother's ubiquitous logic, He Qingping was able to be admitted to the county No. 2 Middle School, so there must be this relationship in it.

His efforts were not seen, and He Qingping did not feel much grievance. It's her business how her mother loves to think and how she loves, and since she doesn't like it, she just needs to avoid it. In fact, he worked hard to be admitted to the county No. 2 middle school and came to the county seat to study, just thinking that he could avoid this kind of relationship that could not be beaten by eight poles. Before the high school entrance examination, my mother said that when my grandmother had a student teaching in the county No. 2 middle school, He Qingping had seriously thought about it, otherwise he would not apply for the No. 2 middle school, and it was okay to take the first middle school or the fifth middle school. In the end, he was admitted to the second middle school because he thought that his mother knew someone in the second middle school, and this was simply bragging. Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face.

As we descended, the clouds in the sky were getting thicker and lower. It seems that with this trend, the whole world will become black and oppressive. The smell of rain in the air gradually became clear and smellable. The wind was blowing in gusts, blowing the fallen leaves all over the ground, and there was a feeling that the autumn rain was coming, and the momentum was compelling. He Qingping likes this kind of weather, and he can't wait to roar against the wind.

"I didn't think this person was really my grandmother's student."

"Yes, when your grandmother was teaching elementary school in the village, he was from our village and moved out later. At that time, he was not an inconspicuous person, but he didn't expect to become a teacher in the second middle school. You're going to call him Mr. Tang in the future. ”

He Qingping guessed that what his mother said just now about the other party was "very serious" and "the most talented" was a routine.

After walking for a while, my mother suddenly patted her head, "Oops, I forgot to take my basket, the eggs are given away, the basket is not, the basket is still borrowed from your third sister-in-law's family." Qingping help me go back and get it. ”

It's strange if you forget! He Qingping obviously saw that his mother looked at the basket reluctantly when she left, and finally did not speak. I thought my mother had generously given away the basket this time. I didn't expect ...... Seeing his mother smile slyly, He Qingping had no choice but to sigh in his heart and turn around to get the basket.

Downstairs in the teacher's dormitory, a red BMW sedan stopped at some point, and a young man of the same age as He Qingping was squatting next to the car and smoking. On the second floor, the lights had been turned on in the living room of Tang Fatzi, and two people were heard talking inside, both of them were very loud, and they seemed very lively.

"Teacher Tang, a friend of mine gave me a bottle of Laojiao, and I immediately thought of you, no, I brought it." An unfamiliar loud voice roared inside.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, you are so polite to me. It just so happened that I bought two chickens today, and I stewed them for a while. Tang Fatzi's voice sounded a little ruffian, and it didn't have the teacher's style in front of He Qingping before, but it made He Qingping feel more suitable for his own image.

"School is about to start recently, and Mr. Tang is going to be busy again."

"I'm this busy life, and I don't fit in when I'm idle, haha. Oh, by the way, why didn't your Jiang Gongzi come to play. ”

"That rabbit cub went out yesterday and came back, and he had a little cold, so he didn't dare to let him come out to meet people, and he was locked up at home to read."

"It's normal for young people to like to play, and besides, I'm going to high school soon, so I have even less time to play. It's okay to relax, but pay attention to your body. This air conditioner is a little cold, daughter-in-law, turn up the temperature of the air conditioner. ”

"Lukewarm, not cold, just right. Speaking of which, it is not thanks to Mr. Tang's mediation that the dog can go to the second middle school. ”

"Mr. Jiang, if you are so polite, I will not be happy......"

Listening to the conversation of Xiao Yan Yan upstairs, He Qingping did not go upstairs, but just stood downstairs with a little headache and began to think about his mother's words for a while. The basket can't really be Deng San's sister-in-law's family, it shouldn't be, their family is not so easy to talk to. If it's your own basket, it's okay to give it away. Or otherwise, I will come back to get it later, anyway, looking at this trend, I will definitely come back in the future, but I don't know how to open my mouth next time to get the basket back.

"These adults like to lie, and if I walked up now, wouldn't they be embarrassed?" The young man next to him suddenly spoke, startling He Qingping. "No, they'll find another way of deceiving themselves." Young people ask themselves questions and answer themselves.

"Are you talking to me?" He Qingping said as he looked back and made sure there was no one else.

"Hey," the young man covered his head, "I was ignored on the first day, which is really helpless." The young man flicked off the cigarette butt in his hand and stood up. He Qingping found out that he had met a "master". The other party's height looks like 183 cm, which is very high in He Qingping's knowledge. His figure is a little thin, and he looks like he will be blown down by the wind at any moment. An obviously brand new suit was draped casually on his body, but it had been wrinkled by this man, and his hair was covered with hairspray, which looked smooth and shiny. For He Qingping, it was a rare thing for students to wear suits, like a little adult, he had only seen it on TV before. Although the person in front of him was tall, He Qingping could see that the other party was not very old, and he might even be younger than himself.

On the whole, in He Qingping's heart, there are four big characters painted on the other party's head with red paint: bad youth.

"Hello, my name is Jiang He, and I like to play basketball."

The other man stretched out his right hand, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.