"Take a look, take a look, it's a shame not to look at it! Good and many cups of campus literature contest - really good and many! Wen Yu and a few boys in the class knocked on the iron basin for lunch, and made loud noises in the corridor round and round, while the dead dog Xiang followed lazily behind with cigarettes in his mouth and laughed evilly, and the advertising team was bustling and lively.

The title sponsor "Hao Youduo" is a small shop selling fried chicken portions at the entrance of the school, because Wen Yu and Zhuang Xiaopang basically go there at noon every day to consume, especially Zhuang Xiaopang often adds a large portion of chicken fillet, so under the soft grinding and hard soaking of the two, they had to give 500 yuan to support their activities half as a sponsor and half as a reward.

Not only that, but they also put a propaganda poster on the wall at the end of the corridor, which Wen Yu stayed up all night to complete: in the picture, many people wearing Peking University uniforms are pestled in the center of the picture, either holding trophies or lighting banknotes, all smiling idiotically.

"If I win, will there be a trophy?" A fat girl with glasses on a beer bottle came over and asked.

"It's going to be judged, but the trophy is probably ...... I have to pay for it myself, and if the winners want it, it will be cheaper for me to order it together. ”

"Then you don't have to think about the bonus." The girl pinched out the tone of loss just right, but her eyes kept firing at Wen Yu.

"As long as you can write well, sooner or later you will get rich, you can write about romantic encounters on campus." Wen Yu had an imperceptible evil smile on his face.

"Hey, who told you guys to mess around in the hallway!" The dean appeared ghostly, with a comic book that had been confiscated from nowhere, and all he could see was the golden word "temptation" on the cover.

"Report, I'm engaged in activities to enrich students' extracurricular cultural life, you should support it!"

"Support? Who approved your event! The teaching director waved the "temptation" in his hand viciously, and laughter sounded all around, especially the dead dog Xiang and the others, who simply laughed and turned their backs. When the dean found out, he hid the book behind his back with his hand and shouted with all his strength: "Tear off the poster immediately!" ”

"It's really a disadvantage." Zhuang Xiaopang no longer holds a grudge against Wen Yu for cutting his limited edition Levis, and has been helping to prepare for the race before and after running in the past two days.

"We can do it in secret." Wen Yu tore off the poster, and he couldn't see the loss at all.

Zhuang Xiaopang looked confused and quickly paid the price for his confusion. During the recess of class, Zhuang Xiaopang walked by the door of the class one by one, and when he lifted his coat, there was a pocket poster painted by Wen Yu again, which was very dazzling against his red and black sweater.

Perhaps it was God's mercy on Zhuang Xiaopang's diligence, and the registration situation was very good, Wen Yu's desk was full of thick scratch paper. I didn't sleep for a week, read almost a million words, and judged ten award-winning works. Wen Yu submitted these award-winning manuscripts to a relatively prosperous magazine, accounting for half of the current issue.

"If you can promise the teacher that you won't delay your studies, you can simply set up a literary club!" The dean of education flipped through the magazine, and the difference between Wen Yu and other nonsense people was that he had a pattern, a general understanding, and put the name of the dean of education in the position of the instructor of these manuscripts.

Wen Yu felt that his achievements were great, and these ten award-winning people were the backbone of the "Wuyu" Literary Club, which was a smash hit in Beicheng High School and even Beicheng City.

At night, he was chatting with his friends on the Internet at home, and Wen Yu suddenly found that the QQ avatar of the mouse had been replaced by a big headpost of him and the little beauty.

The next day of class, Rat kept begging Jin Ting for mercy at the limit of what the teacher could bear. Wen Yu and Meng Meng sat in the corner at the back of the classroom, watching the drama insidiously, and there was actually a sense of smug pleasure in their hearts, just holding a handful of melon seeds in their hands.

Wen Yu heard Meng Meng say, "Throw the necklace in his face", and then saw that the mouse was handing Jin Ting a jewelry box. Wen Yu was startled, it turned out that there was actually a little witch sitting next to her who could be an unpredictable prophet, only to see Jin Ting hesitate for a moment, then accepted the box, and immediately gave the mouse an ambiguous smile.

The plot did not develop according to their own imagination, Wen Yu and Meng Meng let out a very disdainful sound at the same time, sigh!

"Meng Meng, how do you know that there is a necklace in the jewelry box?" He found a topic to hide his happiness, because Meng Meng naturally didn't look like the kind of girl who could buy her mood with jewelry.

"Of course I know, it was the rat who grinded me on QQ for half an hour last night, and called me to accompany him to the jewelry store to pick it up, 720 oceans, nine percent off, or the membership card I borrowed for him." Meng Meng lowered his head and fiddled with his newly painted nails, looking disdainful.

"Since you bought something with him, why do you still want Jin Ting to be thrown in his face?"

"Rat is my good buddy, Ting is my good sister, but Rat has gone too far and deserves it."

"Have you seen his QQ signature?"

"Look at his sassy appearance, for fear that others won't find out, so I'm looking for a chat one by one."

"If I were Jin Ting, I wouldn't pick up the rat's things."

"Jin Ting's grandfather is a major general in the military region, how can he care about that little thing, this is a girl's cleverness, you don't understand."

Wen Yu stopped talking, sighed and felt sorry for the mouse. From the beginning of school to sit with Meng Meng, he shifted his attention to her, and only then did he think of the bet he made during military training, and it turned out that the rat was still working tirelessly for it. The son of a lieutenant colonel pursues the granddaughter of a major general, and the plot is very similar to the military drama that emerged a few years later.

Maybe the rat is a simple person, maybe he is not, but Zhuang Xiaopang is a simple person. Perhaps when he was young, his parents told him that he had the responsibility to take care of Zhao Yeye, and after a long time, he had feelings of love and reluctance. He studied very hard and got good grades, Wen Yu couldn't even bite if he came to Beicheng High School for Zhao Yeye, if so, he was as impulsive as himself, but he was much luckier than himself.

Zhuang Xiaopang likes to chat with Wen Yu, and in a junior high school before, there were always a lot of topics to talk about. In his eyes, there is no person or thing that can be criticized, but he occasionally mentions one person. Wen Yu knew that he was actually in the same class as the girl next door in the sprint class, "She is super sweet and has a very well-behaved personality, but she likes to rebel in her bones." Before the high school entrance examination, because he fell in love with a gangster in the next class, the parents were found in the school and talked for a long time...... "Zhuang Xiaopang stopped in time, because he was afraid that Wen Yu would think that he was also a gangster.

Wen Yu was a little depressed in his heart, so he turned the topic to Zhao Yeye, "Have you made any progress?" ”

Zhuang Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, and as Wen Yu expected, he laughed happily, "I've always sat in a classroom with her, just thinking about seeing her and taking care of her, but I don't have any more thoughts when I get used to this kind of mood." ”

"Do you want to go from elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, all the way to college?"

"Until she gets married."

"You'll continue to take care of her after you marry her."

"She's not going to marry me, I know." Zhuang Xiaopang waved his hand and smiled, smiling very calmly.

Wen Yu could see that Zhuang Xiaopang really liked Zhao Yeye and preferred Zhao Yeye to live a carefree life, so he would rather bear his troubles than take the risk of confessing to her. Zhuang Xiaopang is a kind of chic, a kind of man's responsibility, Wen Yu also wants to behave chicly, but he can't do it. If he wants it, he'll go for it.

The director of teaching knew himself because Wen Yu found a good place in the mirror to smoke, be in a daze, and sleep in the mirror when she was applying makeup on the jogging platform on the top floor of the teaching building - the rooftop, which was empty and there were no higher buildings around, and sitting on it seemed to be on the top of a mountain in the suburbs.

Wen Yu wants to be the king of this school, or the king of his heart, so he must stand on the highest place of this school, face the rising sun, and crown himself.

Another evening class will talk about the paper of the language exam, and there is no movie to watch. Wen Yu slipped up to the rooftop early, and then saw a couple in the late autumn night, far away, leaning on the railing on the other side of the rooftop. He climbed the iron ladder to a higher tower, and then smoked a cigarette in a daze. When the couple walked back, Wen Yu saw the mouse, but it was not the alternative little beauty beside him, but the smiling Jin Ting.

So, when he returned to the classroom after a long time, he was really confused when he saw two people sitting there still cold and ignorant. Rat could have triumphantly announced that he had won the bet, but he paradoxically turned his relationship with Jin Ting underground.

The different circumstances of Zhuang Xiaopang and Rat puzzled Wen Yu about what kind of love should be at such an age.

Wen Yu finally laughed at himself, could he really deliberately have something to do with Meng Meng for a bet? If there was no such bet, Zhuang Xiaopang would still take care of Zhao Yeye, and the rat would still stare at Jin Ting, only he was too involved in the play......

Now that three people have known about the paradise of Tiantai, it is no longer a paradise. Wen Yu didn't want to go to the rooftop again, but when she was looking for a smoking place in the corridor, she met the little beauty, she sat on the windowsill of the jogging platform on the top floor, sucking a cigarette with a big grin, and saw him approaching and popping the cigarette butt out of the window, and then asked in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Is there any more smoke?" Wen Yu took it out of her pocket, lit one for her, and then leaned against the wall next to her, quietly observing whether she knew that the rat was stepping on two boats with one foot. When the rat did this, he felt weak as a bystander, for fear that she would open his mouth to inquire.

"Why do you smoke ESSE, please this is a lady's cigarette!" The little beauty's voice was hoarse.

He couldn't have imagined that she would use this line to disrupt his imaginary script, but her face clearly understood what had happened on the rooftop. Maybe she should complain directly about the rat's abuse, or directly scold the rat bastard, or even go up and slap the two mouths, but her face is calm as if she doesn't know the rat. Wen Yu found that she liked to stay with her at this moment, but she didn't know what to say to her.

"If you smoke too much, you want to breathe, and you can come to me when you run out of cigarettes in the future." Wen Yu was still blaming herself for not being able to comfort the girl, but she smiled at him and waved goodbye, and then climbed up the ladder to the rooftop, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

It turned out that there were really four people who knew about the paradise of Tiantai, at least Wen Yu knew four, and the fourth one he knew jumped from there.

After learning the news, Wen Yu suddenly cried, a girl who could accompany him to punish him for the first time and told himself that her cigarettes were harmful, and when she ended her life, he didn't know her name. Wen Yu slowly burned out the remaining box of cigarettes under the teaching building, sighing that such a young and gorgeous life was fleeting. If she had been more cheerful and had no cigarettes to ask for, he could sit with her on the windowsill of the jogging platform for an hour, smoking and talking.

After that, he has been regretting that he didn't drag the rat out to make amends to the girl.

The next night, the final plot emerged in Wen Yu's dream, and the little beauty climbed onto the roof alone, and saw the rat kissing Jin Ting's lips and neck in the faint light of the cigarette. When he woke up, he was almost suffocated, Wen Yu couldn't understand the age that should have been simple, but he was suffering from a light or heavy sadness.

The police went to the school and found some people to take notes, among which there were rats, but there was no smell of feathers. The rat never came to school again after recording the transcript, and the eldest man went to inquire with the head teacher to find out that the rat's family had dropped him out of school and joined the army.

"! I didn't say a few words to my brother when I left. "The big man complained.

"People have their own aspirations, don't be harsh, his character may develop better in the army!" Zhuang Xiaopang crossed out the name of the rat from the roll call list of all the teachers.

Wen Yu had nothing to say, he watched as the school found workers to weld the iron door on the rooftop, and added two large iron cables. He heard that the police finally concluded that the girl had been taking hallucinogenic drugs for a long time, and no one was responsible.

A few days later, Jin Ting fell in love with a boy in the class whose skin was so white that he could squeeze out milk, and this boy was Dabai.

Since the first day of military training, Dabai has never talked about feelings except for sleeping in a daze. Da Bai may not even know who he was assigned to chase at that time, but he and Jin Ting became the first official couple in the class.

Wen Yu sometimes guessed that if the rule set at that time was that Da Bai chased Jin Ting, would the girl still jump off the building, and the mouse would not leave.

Everyone is guilty.

For a long time, Wen Yu was reluctant to look out of the classroom window, especially when the autumn mood was stronger, and it was getting darker and earlier, and after five o'clock in the evening, the window full of water droplets could only reflect his own image. He was afraid that he would see the girl sitting on the windowsill with a mouse in his arms and smiling at him from the window, he didn't dare to believe in the feelings he had formed at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and finally couldn't help but start thinking of Xu Kexin anymore.

Where is Xu Kexin now, what are you doing, if I see Xu Kexin hanging out with a boy on a rooftop, will I jump off too? Wen Yu's mind was full of cranky thoughts.

Men are not bad, women are not loved, Wen Yu feels that it is the opposite. He didn't know why the girl who gave up her life left such an impression on him, maybe she was fashionably dressed, her words and deeds were bad, and she exuded a natural attraction to boys. Except for the fact that it is inevitable that she has some breath because of smoking, Meng Meng is indeed quite similar to her.

The conflict between Meng Meng and her boyfriend has not eased, but the whole person has become very quiet, no longer dragging his girlfriend to go shopping like crazy, no longer comparing with the boys in the smoky billiards club, and answering questions in chemistry class is also clear-eyed, and no longer like before, "I won't" and "You teach me", deliberately embarrassing the blushing male teacher to make fun.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" Meng Meng whispered, there was a small mirror on her desk, and her face was thin.

She worries that someone will leave, someone will walk in, and something will happen.