The school always likes to engage in some formalistic theatrical performances, and every time the students perform on stage are fixed so many people, Cheng Wangshu has unfortunately become one of them, in her words: "I don't want to dance, it's not that I can't, I just don't want to dance, I just don't want to dance on such a stage, as a performance for everyone to see, and there is no way not to participate, so I chose a chorus." Chen Shiming has no way to understand such a theory.

"Song Ran, have you signed up for the art show in your class? I guess you are both a senior in high school and a key class, so you don't have time to participate in this kind of activity. ”

"Some people in my class participated, but I didn't. Do you want to dance? Song Ran is still a little interested in watching Cheng Wangshu dance.

"No, I went to the chorus, will you go to see it?"

"It depends." Cantata? Hearing such an answer, Song Ran's heart became more and more interesting, and the girl in front of him was interesting.

"Oh, okay then."

"By the way, our class will start evening self-study from next week, and school will end at 9:30, so you don't have to wait for me to get out of school."

"Is it mandatory?"

"No, it's voluntary, our school has such a tradition every year, and students in the third year of high school can volunteer to stay and study in the evening."

"That's the case...... "Sure enough, the world of Xueba is still different from that of a middle school student like me."

"Wangshu."

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"Have you ever wondered where you went to college? What majors do you study in college? ”

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet, my grades in cultural classes are not very good, and the art students are probably those art colleges, but my parents don't want me to be too far away from home, as for the major, dance performance, I will have to prepare for the joint entrance examination and art examination this time next year."

"You?"

"I want to study medicine, obstetrics and gynecology."

"Hah! You are a man who goes to be an obstetrician and gynecologist, why can't I understand what is going on in the head of a scholar like you? ”

"Which city do you want to go to?"

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it, as long as I can stay away from my parents. I was almost out of breath when I stayed with them, and my mother even had to dig out my diary and look at it, and she said: I am your mother, all your things are mine, can't I read them yet. ”

"If you're not happy, you can tell me." The sympathy and pity in his eyes hit Cheng Wangshu's self-esteem, "When did I need the sympathy of others." Cheng Wangshu thought stubbornly.

"No, what's upset. I went home hungry. Cheng Wangshu smiled and waved his hand at him, and then ran home quickly, leaving him alone on the street.

No one knows what Cheng Wangshu thinks, when he said that he could talk to him, Cheng Wangshu, who looked at his eyes, almost burst out of his eyes, but at the moment when the tears were about to drip out, she was forced to hold back, and turned into a smile.

Cheng Wangshu looked out of the window of the stairwell, and happened to meet his eyes looking at her, and it was this kind of slightly pitying and annoying look, and a fire was lit in his heart for no reason, so he threw down his eyes and fled back to the house in a hurry.

The moment Song Ran stood downstairs and met Cheng Wangshu's eyes, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, this girl always looked at her with the most beautiful smile and the brightest eyes, and she erected a wall around her, a wall that he couldn't pass through.

"Your dad and I will go to Harbin next week to see your dad."

"Okay, shall I go to live with my uncle?"

"No, your grandmother said to come to the house to accompany you."

"Is it just grandma herself? Grandpa? ”

"It's not that grandma, it's your own grandma."

"Oh, good." Cheng Wangshu lowered his head and pulled the rice, not daring to answer, not daring to have any objections to all the arrangements.

My father has been sick for more than half a year, and I have a rash as big as a soybean on my body, at the beginning it was just a few small rashes, a little itchy, and then it was full of calves, and my father often got up in the middle of the night to scratch it, and the skin on the legs was ulcerated, and the flesh and blood were blurred, probably because of the disease, and my father's temper became more uncertain.

A week later, grandma came to the house to take care of Cheng Wangshu as promised, she has always been picky, although grandma's food is not unpalatable, but she is still not used to eating, so she eats less, in order to maintain her figure, she does not dare to eat snacks.

Because I had never gotten along with my grandmother, I didn't have anything to say, so I went back to my bedroom to study after dinner.

"Knock Knock ----"

Cheng Wangshu looked back and saw his grandmother holding a glass of milk that was still steaming slightly.

"Wangshu, I see that you don't have much to eat for dinner, so I went to the supermarket today to buy some milk."

"Thank you." Cheng Wangshu took the milk without raising his head and put it on the side of the table.

Listening to the old man cautiously exiting the room and carefully closing the door, Cheng Wangshu's heart swelled with a little ridicule. I can't help but think that if my grandfather was there, it must not be like this, he must have sat on the bed behind me with a book and looked at it, and then made a super loud snoring sound...... She thought about it, the expression on her face was much gentler, probably the warmest in all her memories.

When Cheng Wangshu came out of the room, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening, Grandma Cheng sat on the bed and fell asleep in front of the TV, only to find that the TV was set to mute, probably because she was afraid that the TV would be too loud and noisy for her to study.

Seeing this scene, no matter how much I complained, my heart was also warmed.

"Wangshu, you're out! Get ready for bed! ”

"You don't have to wait for me, you can sleep first when you're tired, and although this house is rented, but because it's a school district room, the sound insulation is pretty good, you can watch TV at night and play the sound normally, and I will wear headphones when I study, and I can't hear any sound."

Without listening to her again, Cheng Wangshu turned around and went back to the room. She didn't notice the secret concern in her tone.

"Song Ran, I feel like I'm living at home now as if I'm staying in a hotel." Cheng Wangshu sent him a text message.

After a while, the ringtone of the mobile phone text message came to mind, he is always like this, my call to him must be answered within three rings, and the text message sent in the past, even if he has something very important, will reply to me with a sentence of "I'm busy, I'll say it in a while". Thinking like this, Cheng Wangshu always felt that this boy was very good and excellent.

"What's wrong? Wouldn't it be nice to have someone to take care of? ”

"It is said that my grandmother has met a total of times on one hand, and her deliberate flattery makes me feel particularly awkward."

"Okay, don't think about it so much, go to bed early, I have to go to school tomorrow, and if I can't sleep, I can get up and memorize English words or texts."

"You pervert, I'm going to sleep. Good night. Being teased by Song Ran, Cheng Wangshu's mood relaxed a lot. She glanced at the photo on the wall, the photo was of two children, and she could vaguely see Cheng Wangshu's appearance, "I haven't seen that for a long time." ”

The next day, I made stir-fried meat and rice with sharp peppers for breakfast, and it could be seen that the old man had paid special attention to her taste and knew that she liked to eat meat, but Cheng Wangshu had never eaten much for breakfast, and only ate a few bites before putting it down.

"You don't have to make breakfast for me in the morning, just heat up the leftovers from last night."

Cheng Wangshu ignored the disappointment on her face and explained: "I wake up late in the morning, and I have always had no appetite to eat, so I don't have to bother so much."

"It's okay, I haven't taken care of you for so many years, and it doesn't take much to make breakfast. If you're not used to grandma's food, give you some money, and when you're hungry, you'll buy something to eat yourself. As she spoke, she stuffed a brand new 100 yuan into Cheng Wangshu's pocket, and then turned around to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"My mom left me money, it's enough."

"Then think of it as pocket money from grandma."

"Okay, wait for my parents to come back, and let my father return it to you."

"Wangshu, if your grandfather gave you money, would you calculate it so clearly?" The disappointment and sadness in the old man's tone made Cheng Wangshu feel very uncomfortable.

"You think too much, you are different from your grandfather, and if your grandfather is here, ......" Cheng Wangshu couldn't say anything about the rest of the words, so he ran out with his schoolbag.

"Fourth brother, did you fold so many stars for the fourth sister-in-law? Which school is the fourth sister-in-law?"

"It's not from our school, it's from the second middle school." His name is Ling Yue, and he is a boy who looks a little "girly", thin, weak when he speaks, and wears thick glasses.

Cheng Wangshu doesn't like to make friends with such a boy, and always feels that such a boy lacks a little bit of boyish masculinity, but Ling Yue is a very special boy, he smiles at everyone, and he always smiles at Cheng Wangshu, an alternative, and can't help but make Cheng Wangshu also love this boy.

"What are they doing? Why do I think it's all in this stack of stars? ”

"The fourth brother said that he wanted to prepare Christmas gifts for the fourth sister-in-law, and everyone looked interesting and picked them up and played together, and you too!" Chen Shiming said and handed me some of the things in his hand.

"Oh oh, yes, yes!"

Cheng Wangshu's politics is actually quite good, but it may be that the brain circuit is not the same as others, and this part of philosophy is like being trapped in a Möbius ring, neither knowing the exit nor finding the way back.

"It's not just philosophy, it's like my life, I walk on the road openly, I can't see the end of the road, and I look back only in the white expanse." Cheng Wangshu often thinks like this.

"Cheng Wangshu, what do you choose for this question?"

"Ahh Oh, pick number twoB. ”

"Okay, the philosophy questions that Cheng Wangshu did in the future can be excluded as wrong answers." Such a sentence caused the whole class to laugh, and Cheng Wangshu also found it very interesting, because the multiple-choice questions in this part of philosophy seemed to have not been done correctly.

"Let's take a look, the question is, what is the correct option for the following statements about relative stillness? One cannot cross the same river twice. The dialectical materialist view of movement holds that motion is the fundamental attribute and mode of existence of matter, and that there is no such thing as immutable things in the world, only matter in eternal motion. ”

Everything we see in front of us is what the light reflects into our eyes, but it takes time for the light to reflect back to our eyes, so the sun we see is the sun 8 minutes ago, the moon we see is the moon 1.3 seconds ago, we see a building 1 mile away, it exists 5 microseconds ago, and even if you are a meter away from me, I see you 3 nanoseconds ago. There is always a short 3 nanosecond between me and you, and I can't always catch up with this short 3 nanoseconds.