My heart was cold and I was thinking about the bad food, but when I recognized the person who was stopping me, I had already mentioned the position of my chest, and my clenched left hand was released. smiled and said, "Uncle Shen, why are you?" ”

Uncle Shen reprimanded me loudly: "Why do you kid run away when he sees me, I'm a policeman and not a tiger, I can't eat you!" I listened happily, like a spring breeze.

"Let's go home and eat." After the reprimand, Uncle Shen touched my head and said.

I wiped the tip of my tongue on my lips, sweet, as if the rain was still like light smoke with honey and sugar.

On the way to Shen Xiaofeng's house, I told Uncle Shen what had happened. He just reminded me that it was better to stay in school for a while and try not to come out alone.

After arriving at Shen Xiaofeng's house, I called Zhao Min and Sun Qiong back to report their safety. Because Sun Qiong received a message from each of them on Han Xian, it is obvious that they have gone back to their respective homes and looked for their own mothers.

After making the call, I told Shen Xiaofeng what had happened again. After listening to my story, he also made a phone call, just saying to help me ask.

Before dinner began, he answered a phone call and said that Greenhair wanted to invite me to dinner.

The spring breeze is high, the swallow returns, and the newly cut willow leaves are unfolded. I heard him say, you are good, I haven't seen it at the beginning of love. An accident, the encounter was strange. You say you're her and you're not her, but it's good that you're not her.

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Retrospectively from it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

Alas, the geese are not there, and the old fallen sycamore leaves have become Ai. You say, I'll do it, and I'm a lot more in arrears of IQ. An arrangement, how long to wait. I say that I am still who I am, and I will be me and I will be me.

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Retrospectively from it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

These are the lyrics I wrote for one of our class's debates about whether high school students can fall in love.

The composer is Zhu Liyue, a trainee teacher who teaches us music (my aunt at the same table Zhu Miao can't reach even eight poles in seniority). Before the debate began, with the piano accompaniment of Zhu Liyue, the music commissioner Qin Xiaoqin, who had torn up the love letter of the scholar Zhu Keliang in public, sang this song.

At first I didn't agree with piano accompaniment, but we didn't find a more suitable instrument.

Regarding this song, Zhu Liyue and I had a disagreement when composing the music, she thought that it would be more appropriate to use the style of campus folk songs to express the story of the campus, but I insisted on using the Chinese style of blues and Yue opera to interpret this song.

We had our own opinions, and we had to settle down, composing two songs and singing them separately, and then the class voted on the final style. As a result, the Chinese style of Yue Opera and Blues won by luck.

I've always found this combination to be great, the Yue opera is tactful and melodious, good at storytelling, the blues are fast-paced, and the lyrics are long, the two complement each other well, and the lyrics are more compatible with the Chinese style.

Later, Ms. Chen also turned against her at that time, but at this time she was proud of the Chinese style of Yue Opera and blues, and privately persuaded me many times to apply for her conservatory in the future.

Although I didn't refuse in person, I was extremely disdainful of it, because at that time, only people with very poor grades would apply for art schools.

After the song "Untitled" (song title), the debate officially began. First of all, of course, Mr. Zhou, the chairman of this debate, announced the theme, rules, participants and views of the debate. Finally, the finale introduces the judges of this debate - our teachers of various subjects and Vice President Zhu, the representative of the school. (There is applause here, of course) and then the debate begins.

The first to speak was Wang Pan, the chief defender who supported the love party.

"My view is that high school students can fall in love for two reasons:

First, we are about to leave the captivity of family and school as adults, try to step into the society, and gradually establish our own life circle and home. In this process, love is not only inevitable, but also must be faced. In that case, why don't we prepare for it before we face it? The teacher has always taught us to prepare for class, why is the sociology of love not needed?

2. Everything must be reproduced in order to survive. Just as the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl on both sides of the Qixi Tianhe River need a magpie bridge, the reproduction of human beings also needs a bridge, and love happens to be this bridge. So why do we try to destroy it when it sprouts, or even try to trample it back into the dirt? Will we wait until we need it in the future to pull out the seedlings and help them grow?

This concludes our statement of opinion. ”

"Next, I would like to invite Zhu Keliang, the chief defense of the opposing side, to speak." Teacher Zhou said.

Zhu Keliang is simply a big Qian Duo in terms of figure, with a bulging belly, he always likes to wear a half-sleeved white shirt in summer, the hem is tucked in the waist of his pants that is high in the front and low in the back, the belt is tied high, and he always likes to cross his waist when he stands, just like a ......

I saw him stand up with unkempt hair, a greasy face, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with crystal-rimmed lenses that were said to be crystals, squinting and staring blankly.

If you get closer to him, you will find that his face is full of the kind of little white spots that are about to break out of the skin, sloppy all over, and I don't know if I think he lacks maternal love?

In fact, his fucking age was barely his sister in our eyes at that time, of course, not much older. It's just that no one dares to make such a joke, he has a very strange temper and is also very domineering, I don't know if it's because his father is one of the six vice principals of the school.

But as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke him, then he won't bother to pay attention to you, after all, people's main business is studying, as for the love letter torn up by Qin Xiaoqin, the news from his table is that he was spoofed.

By the way, he has a nickname called "Xueba" - life is endless, learning is endless.

Zhu Keliang held his notebook and read:

"My view is that high school students can't fall in love. Because:

1. The school has a rule that does not allow students to fall in love.

Second, school is a place of learning, and everything that has nothing to do with learning is unnecessary.

I'm done. ”

The words are good, but they sound a little sour.

In the process of Zhu Keliang's speech, I found that Vice President Zhu was staring at Zhu Keliang intently with bright eyes and oily hair on the judges' bench, and his white fat face was clearly full of an expression of self-absorption that he was impressed by what he had created.

"! That's it. Hey, what did the master say? Zhu Miao, who was at my tablemate, stroked his hair and asked.

"Fast man with absolute value."

I continued: "It's all the essence of the condensed, maybe people are still waiting for a big brother who doesn't have good eyes to write a biography for him." ”

"What do you mean?"