At the end of October in the south, the weather is hot and humid, and the street trees are not as autumn as they are, and they are all full of flowers. Lin Fu remembered that he had argued with a boy in the class about whether this tree was a bauhinia or a sheep's hoof beetle last year, and in the blink of an eye, four months had passed since the entrance exam, and time passed really fast.

Friends who played well in junior high school were admitted to the same high school, and the connection cannot be said to be close (especially recently). But there's no reason to go to school together without an appointment time. Lin Fu has always deliberately maintained his comfortable rhythm of going to school, and he also enjoys it. Occasionally, Lin Fu would run into him when he was late. But today, unexpectedly, that "friend who had a good time" also appeared at the station. Lin Fu looked at his watch, it seemed that the friend came early today.

Old friends, pink petals, autumn heatwaves, lined up. Lin Fu looked at the sheep's hoof bud above his head, sighed, and his mood fluctuated within a controllable range.

Usually Chen Yue will definitely make fun of him when he sees it. "The petals don't match you, don't be far-fetched" or something like that. But not today, Lin Fu saw his strangeness and took the initiative to talk to him.

"How's your signing place, you haven't dropped your ranking?"

"That's it. It's normal to not be able to choose, and there are so many people who want to go. ”

Not normal, very abnormal. Last week, Chen Yue saw him and repeatedly told him: Find more acquaintances to help me vote. When the voting time arrives every night, the WeChat phone and the fixed phone at home are like a regular alarm clock, which disturbs him to write his homework well. Today, he looks like he is rich and dies in the sky, which is really out of the norm.

The so-called signing meeting is something similar to a fan meeting held by the school and the young writer "Breaking the Ground with a Sword". As a derivation, the school's student council held a support voting activity. Individuals publish book reviews in the name of the book, and the top 30 people in the voting can go to the infield and get in touch with their favorite authors. The writer has a large number of fans, and about half of the thousands of people in the school have it, so the competitiveness is obvious. As Chen Yue said, it's normal not to choose.

But it shouldn't come from his mouth. Since junior high school, he has been reading the author's books, and he must buy new books as soon as they come out. After signing up for this event, he kept encouraging people he knew, even just knew, to vote for him. Every day is consuming my relationships, and I never get tired of it. also boasted about Haikou: must get the top ten to show his love for idols.

A guy who was still clamoring for a top-10 finish last week. I changed my tune right this week. It's hard not to care if you don't care. Although there is no reason for the idea of young people. If you like to eat pineapple today, you may hate it tomorrow.

However, Lin Fu doesn't think Chen Yue is such a person.

"Hey, are you alright?" Lin Fu asked lightly, Chen Yue lowered his head and was silent, as if he hadn't heard,

"What's the matter?" he continued

"I didn't do anything, I just felt bored"

"You must never say this kind of thing in front of others." The car came, and Lin Fu lined up behind the others.

Chen Yue glanced at him, and Lin Fu took advantage of his daze to drop the card, and deliberately said:

"Delicate and contrived."

Chen Yue's pretending to be angry made him incomprehensible, but there must be something to trouble him, and Lin Fu felt that he should not continue to entangle.

After the car drove for a while, there were more and more ideas, but Lin Fu, who couldn't match his curiosity, still asked,

"If you have anything to say, just say it. You don't go to school either, that's the face for everyone. ”

Chen Yue raised his head angrily and responded:

"Don't put on such a fiery face."

"You were the one who did it first." Lin Fu hammered him, Chen Yue pretended to lift his collar and beat him, but because Lin Fu looked like a kitten when the collar was lifted, he burst out laughing.

Lin Fu staggered his collar, looked at Chen Yue resentfully, and said,

"I can't say it now. If you have anything to say, find another time. Lin Fu looked out the car window, passed this red light, and turned another corner to reach the school.

"How's the afternoon?" They got out of the car, Lin Fu walked very fast, and Chen Yue also quickened his pace.

"I'm going to run in the afternoon."

"Don't you hate sports?"

"I just hate anaerobic exercise"

"Okay, see you at the playground that afternoon."

Chen Yue returned to his normal expression. Lin Fu clearly knew that no matter how unhappy he was and how speechless things he encountered. Nor is it the kind of person who will put his emotions out. But he couldn't understand Chen Yue's awkwardness. It's good to just say no, even if you believe in his acting skills, as long as you don't want to, you can completely ignore his nonsense. Lin Fu thought to himself.

I kept guessing what Chen Yue was going to say, and the teacher always read the PPT and textbooks. He was a little absent-minded throughout his classes. When it was finally time to get out of school, Lin Fu packed his schoolbag before class, put it on his back and left. He hated crowded places, and thought that he would go early and hope that there wouldn't be so many people on the runway.

Of course, in the end, it didn't go as planned, and two freshmen in high school were posting posters in front of the bulletin board. On the opposite side stood three senior sisters who didn't know whether they were sophomores or juniors, educating juniors with the majesty of their predecessors. Five people completely blocked the hallway.

Lin Fu regretted it very much, he knew that he had gone around the back road.

"I can't do anything well, and I can't even put a poster on it. How are you going to be on your own in the future? A senior pointed to the corner of the poster drooping down.

"It's also very poorly drawn. If you don't know how to do it, it's good to refer to what the previous seniors made. ”

Lin Fu waited for a while and whispered: Borrow it. As they passed by them, the seniors took a look. He shuddered.