The sky hasn't cleared for a long time / Still with your smile / I've cried but can't hide my guilt / The kite runs aground on a cloudy day / I miss ······ still waiting for rescue" Whenever the MP3 of this song was played, there was always an inexplicable urge to cry in my eyes, and I looked at the window, trying to avoid everyone's gaze, afraid that I couldn't suppress my emotions like a flood rushing out of the embankment.

"Hmph, this male student with headphones, please take off your headphones and move your eyes back from the window to the blackboard, this is the class! Although today is just a routine check-in and leadership uniform, please respect the classroom discipline! ”

"The teacher is calling you!" I subconsciously felt someone next to me push me, I took off my headphones and turned my head to look, the eyes of the whole class locked on me like *** in the CS game, all kinds of unfamiliar eyes made my heart beat faster when I was prone to stage fright, and said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't notice that I was in class." ”

"Okay, it's fine. After all, everyone has just experienced the tense high school entrance examination and spent a lazy summer vacation, and it will take a while to adjust back to the campus, but you must always remember the school motto, and please don't bring anything unrelated to your studies back to school, otherwise I will have to pay tribute to me. ”

It turns out that the first cause effect proposed by the American psychologist Lopchins is probably like this. The impression formed by both parties can be said to be fatal and decisive in the future relationship. After listening to the above heartfelt words of the class Ren, my favorability towards him skyrocketed, not only thanking him for his kindness to my MP3, but also thanking him for empathizing with the students. While I was still in the inner drama of praise, my classmates had adopted a simpler, rough and effective way of praise - applause.

In the face of the sudden applause, this class was unmoved, showing a calm aura that was incommensurate with his age. "Alright, alright" Ban Ren lowered his hands forward, signaling everyone to calm down first. "I haven't even introduced myself, why are you so enthusiastic about me?"

This empathetic squad is a very humble gentleman, although I don't know what the difference between a humble gentleman and a Taoist sanctimonious is in appearance, but my intuition tells him that it should not be Yue Buqun's hexagram. With a height of about 173, wearing a pair of retro gold-rimmed glasses, a Chinese face and a shiny suit, he can be described as a middle-aged version of Xu Zhimo, full of elegance.

"Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name?" A familiar voice came from the far left corner of the classroom. Everyone's eyes are projected like *** again, including me this time, of course. However, when I looked over, I realized that he was already playing tricks on me, and I couldn't help but shout, "BRO! Lin Ruofan! "I couldn't hold back my excitement and rushed to his seat to have a high-five with him on the junior high school basketball team.

"Oh, it seems that you have met an old acquaintance in a foreign country, this classmate still asks you to sit back in your seat first, and once again, classroom discipline must not be lost." I came back from the excitement and found that I had staged a "basic" emotional "Remembering the Shandong Brothers on September 9th" in front of the melon-eating students. became the focus of everyone's attention, and I felt that I was really embarrassed today, so I ran back to my seat with a cigarette.

"This classmate, I will answer your question first, I am not surnamed Gao, my name is Renyue, it is the benevolence of benevolence and benevolence, and the leap of carp and dragon gate", Mr. Gao said while writing the three big words "Gao Renyue" on the blackboard.

"The pen is vigorous and powerful, the pen is like a tiger descending the mountain, the frame is majestic, the pen is like a mountain hanging waterfall The artistic conception is endless, good words, good words! In ancient times, there were Song Huizong thin gold celebrities for thousands of years, and now there is Gao's blackboard body to make my eyes shine, and it is a great pleasure to have the honor to read these three words! This kid is adding drama to himself again, obviously it is just a few simple blackboard words, but he is bragging to the sky. Just when I was blushing at his sycophancy, there was applause in the class again, I was really curious whether this applause was a word for Mr. Gao or a "word" after Lin Ruofan's interpretation? Or is it that everyone is in the high mountain realm that can see through but not say. Could it be that there are more than 40 of Lin Ruofan's similar items living in this class? Thinking of this, my scalp can't help but tingle.

"This classmate, your name is Lin Ruofan, right? Just heard your brother call it that. ”

"Mr. Gao, the contemptible surname is Lin, and the name is Ruofan. If so······"

"If the mouth is like a river, everything is a mortal. If ordinary people talk about broken thoughts, we can ignore them, teacher. "In order to prevent him from showing off his literature anymore, I decided to interrupt. Obviously, Comrade Lin Ruofan was suddenly speechless by my interjection, and he had nothing to answer. The atmosphere in the classroom instantly became awkward. Seeing this, Teacher Gao immediately changed the topic, "Then this classmate, I don't know what your name is?" "Teacher Gao walked up to me.

"Teacher, my name is Yu Feng. Yu is ······"

"Yu is the Yu of Yu Xuanxing, and Feng is the Feng who loves Feng Lin in the parking seat, but we used to call him Sanfeng when we were in junior high school." Hey, I knew that he would seize every opportunity to add a play, but I didn't expect this time to be so unexpected.

"Good!" Teacher Gao pushed his glasses and looked at the student registration information in his hand, "The two talented people with witty words are both from the High School Affiliated to Foreign University, and they deserve to sit firmly in the top two positions in the class. In that case, let's continue to introduce ourselves along the student number. The next one is No. 3 Wu Minling. ”

"Here!" She stood up neatly, about a head shorter than me, 165cm in sight, with a small ponytail and a pair of big black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, but the huge frames still couldn't hide her big watery eyes, and there were two pimple marks on her white face.

"Teacher, my name is Wu Minling, female, from Qiaoyang No. 3 Middle School, the nickname is boring, please give me more advice!" As soon as her words fell, I couldn't help but laugh, and I gently pulled the corner of her dress with my right hand and gave her a thumbs up. "Good name, Wu Minling = no mea

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G, it's not interesting! ”

After listening to my interpretation, she looked straight at me, and it took a long time before she spit out a sentence, "Those who know me are at the same table, you are a friend, and the little sister has made a deal!" Then she stretched out her right hand to me, and I politely stretched out my right hand to shake it, "My name is Yufeng, give me a lot of advice!" ”

Years later, when I think back to that restless afternoon, when I think back to the first physical contact between me and her, and when I think back to the opening sentence of "boring", perhaps this is destined to be a boring ending waiting for us.

"Next, No. 4 Wang Ziyao, No. 5 Liang Tiancheng ······"

There were many people who introduced them in that class, but many of them were just the names that make up this memoir. The train will only carry us to the terminal of the university, no matter how beautiful the scenery along the way, no matter how many companions, but the embellishment of this journey, the person who can accompany you to the terminal station is not necessarily your closest comrade-in-arms, on the contrary, she may just change to the next train and get on the passerby.

······

"Students, everyone has received military uniforms, tomorrow will start is the formal training, you must be in the square at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, the school leaders will make a speech to the opening of the new students into the camp, and then at 9 o'clock will get on the bus to the city military training center for a two-week military training, everyone must be psychologically prepared!"

Obviously, everyone was busy trying on military uniforms, and no one paid attention to Mr. Gao Ren's speech.

"Okay, since everyone is fine, I'll go first, and I'll meet you again in the new semester, after class!"

In the evening, when I got home, I habitually called my father's phone, and the other end was still habitually a message mailbox. Then I hurriedly called my mother on QQ, and her avatar was as busy as ever, and the words "I'm busy now, I'll reply later" automatically popped up. Although I know that the time difference can only bring a late-night message reply, I still pray for a phone call or an instant reply to QQ messages one day, which is obviously an extravagant hope. Sure enough, the change that brought me from junior high school to high school was only the change of the scene, and what remained unchanged was the empty room plus me.

I turned on the rice cooker, and ate the meal cooked by Aunt Hourly as soon as it was hot, and then drilled into the bed, this night was very long, and I thought a lot, especially the drip of the high school attached to the foreign university, and finally I didn't know how to fall asleep, but it was certain that the next morning I woke up with a wet piece of saliva on the pillow.