In a happy and peaceful environment, the fifth grade quietly arrived, and the teacher's team changed again. In addition to explaining some necessary matters, the new class teacher naturally has to reorganize the class committee. The method of electing class cadres is a secret ballot election method, there is no preset candidate, and all students write down the class committee members they want in their minds.

After collecting all the ballot papers, the class teacher decided to call the two students to the front of the podium to sing the ballots.

The homeroom teacher was a math teacher, with a stubble, and not only did he look a little clumsy, but he also had a strange accent that I couldn't hear clearly. I saw him holding the list of freshmen who had just started, helped the glasses that I didn't know if it was myopia or presbyopia, and shouted a name: "Yan Jinfeng!" ”

Yan Jinfeng was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had won the lottery. With a hint of shyness and a hint of excitement, she jumped onto the podium. It's been a long time since I've seen her standing on a podium, and the place where she stands always seems to be in the spotlight, always so radiant that it makes my heart move.

Then, the head teacher swiped his finger on the list, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he called: "Mao Erxiao!" ”

Who is Mao Erxiao? How come I've never heard the name? I looked around, but no one volunteered to stand up. Like me, everyone looked around, full of doubts. After four years in the class, no one could identify him, such a low sense of existence, how sad this person must be.

Just when I felt ridiculous for this person, the head teacher repeated again: "Mao Erxiao? Which classmate is Mao Erxiao? ”

"Report to the teacher, there is no student named 'Mao Erxiao' in our class." Someone couldn't help but raise their hands.

The head teacher lowered his head and helped his glasses again, then raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, I saw it wrong just now." Mao Xiaoer? Who is Mao Xiaoer? ”

I, like all the students in the class, was smiling happily. When I heard the teacher's name again, I was dumbfounded.

It's calling me.,It's only me who reads so close.,The person with a very low sense of existence who just laughed at me is myself!

There have been very few teachers who have chosen me to answer questions, but this time I won the lottery, which is unbelievable. What's even more unbelievable to me is that this is a special prize, and I can cooperate with my beloved Yan Jinfeng on the podium to complete a major task, which is simply a fate that has been cultivated for thousands of years. Thank you, O god of fate, for visiting me once again!

I happily walked up to the podium and smiled at Yan Jinfeng, I hadn't seen her at such a close distance for a long time. Yan Jinfeng also smiled shyly, accompanied by deep dimples, still as beautiful as an angel.

The laughter of the students in the audience was still strong and could not be stopped for a long time, and I could hear that there was more heckling mixed with it. They all knew about me and Yan Jinfeng, and when the head teacher was messing around with mandarin ducks and beating them crookedly, they were all excited.

Only the head teacher was still in the dark, probably thinking that his pronunciation was not standard, which made everyone laugh, so he echoed the atmosphere in the classroom, and also cracked his mouth and smiled: "It should be a cat ~ small ~ two, right, well, I'm sorry, the teacher was excited and read it wrong." "Don't say it, the head teacher looks pretty naïve, I want to laugh when I look at it.

This scene reminds me of the church in my dreams, Yan Jinfeng and I looked at each other face to face in front of the stage, the head teacher was a priest, and the enthusiastic noise of the students was the blessing of relatives and friends. The ballots stacked on the podium were inadvertently blown away and thrown into the air, turning into ribbons flying in the sky at the wedding, like butterflies flying in spring, and like naughty and cute cupids.

I immersed myself in this fantasy full of surprises and happiness, until the class finally quieted down, and the ballot was still lying on the podium, and Yan Jinfeng looked at me stupidly. I calmly said, "You read the ballot, and I'll make straight marks on the blackboard." ”

"Hmm!" Yan Jinfeng's charming little dimples are full of sweetness and excitement.

In this way, every time Yan Jinfeng pronounced a name, I made a record of it at the corresponding position on the blackboard. We worked together very well. She read the ballot at a uniform pace, barely pausing, and her voice was as crisp as a song. Like a typewriter, I responded to the results instantly, moving with agility as if I was doing a dance.

As members of the old class committee, there was no shortage of our names on the ballot. Yan Jinfeng was a little embarrassed when she first read her name, so she couldn't help but laugh, and only reported her name after calming down her emotions, but later she still felt that it was a bit weird to pronounce her name, so she replaced it with "I".

As for me, when I wrote the word "Yan" on the blackboard for the first time, I was inexplicably moved in my heart, and then when I heard the word "I", I immediately understood it, and I added a stroke to the word "Zheng" behind Yan very chicly, and the action was as refreshing as the literati in ancient times when they raised their pens.

However, Yan Jinfeng was even more shy because when he read my name, his face was as red as an apple, and then he simply replaced it with "you". In the same way, after I proudly wrote my name, every time I heard "you", I could feel a warm breeze blowing in my heart, and the warm feeling was about to melt me.

Except for a few laughs when Yan Jinfeng read the names of the two of us, the students in the audience were all silent, I don't know if they were nervous about the upcoming voting results, or they were shocked by our tacit cooperation.

The results came out quickly, and it was basically the original class committee, and Yan Jinfeng and I were also among them. We returned to our seats satisfied.

The only time in the entire primary school that the students voted for the class committee came to a successful conclusion, and we were undoubtedly the brightest stars of this event. I believe that this is another ingenious arrangement of fate, Yan Jinfeng and I are a pair made in heaven, and every fateful moment will forever be recorded in history.

That night, I dreamed of Yan Jinfeng again, she was as beautiful as an angel, she opened her pure wings, hugged me tightly, and I could feel the warmth of her body. This is the second time I've dreamed of a girl, and every time it's Yan Jinfeng. I hope I can dream more about her in the future, but I won't know that this is the last time I dream of Yan Jinfeng.

This time when I was promoted to the senior class, in addition to the change in the teacher's team, there was also an unusual change. There is a new transfer student in the class, from the capital, called You Fu, who was coincidentally arranged as Yan Jinfeng's tablemate.

You Fu looks honest, dull and stupid, like a panda. His standard Beijing accent sounded weird, and I couldn't get used to it anyway. Such a guy who is not good at words and has mediocre grades is an inconspicuous existence, and I have never figured out why he has become my biggest threat anyway.

In the past few weeks, Yan Jinfeng's enthusiasm for You Fu has become higher and higher, unusually high, and it is jaw-dropping.

That day, I saw You Fu pass by the podium normally, Yan Jinfeng suddenly rushed in from outside the classroom, and threw himself at You Fu from behind with a smile, his hands hanging around his neck. You Fu didn't have a premonition of Yan Jinfeng's attack now, and stumbled under the sudden impact, but fortunately he still stood firm.

He should have heard from the laughter that it was Yan Jinfeng, turned his head sideways and smiled shyly, and cooperated with bending down to hold Yan Jinfeng's legs. Yan Jinfeng took advantage of the situation and jumped lightly and rode onto You Fu's body.

I didn't just see it, the whole class saw it, and everyone watched in amazement at what was happening on the podium. Usually the two of them have a small fight, but this time Yan Jinfeng actually took the initiative to hug You Fu, and even openly rode on You Fu's body in front of the podium, and the two looked like Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law. No one has ever seen such large-scale contact between boys and girls.

I was dumbfounded, surprised with anger and confused with grief. The scene in the dream was once again reflected into reality, Yan Jinfeng opened her arms, but the person in her arms was not herself.

At most, when I was at the same table with Yan Jinfeng, I occasionally bumped between my elbows, and I didn't even touch a single hair of Yan Jinfeng's hair, and now I actually killed a trip to bite the gold halfway, I don't know what kind of demon magic was cast, and the horizontal knife took away my favorite.

You Fu, who was ridden below, had a simple and innocent smile on his face as always, and his dark complexion revealed the breath of a typical working person. Such a person is not at all like a scheming person who can calculate others.

Yan Jinfeng, who was lying on others, laughed madly and roared openly, often dragging You Fu to the ground in the process of pulling, like a willow branch in a strong wind. Is that still the Yan Jinfeng I usually know?

"It's incredible!"

"She's crazy, isn't she?"

"It's so shameless!"

I looked back and saw that the people who spoke were three of the "Big Four". When they saw me, they motioned for me to come over and said, "Don't be sad, we're absolutely on your side!" ”

I walked over and said thank you calmly.

They continued to comfort me: "What's so good about that guy named You Fu, doesn't it sound better to come from Beijing, look at his dirt bag appearance, how can our cat Xiaoer be handsome!" ”

"That's it, that's it, what's so great about the Pekingese, looking at his appearance, like the Peking ape man painted in the history textbook, he must have come from Zhoukoudian."

"Your grades are better than his, and your skin is whiter than his, Yan Jinfeng must be blind if he can see him. As long as you continue to work hard, Yan Jinfeng will definitely still like you! ”

"So, I really found that your skin is so white." After the other two girls were reminded, they looked at me with wide eyes and envious eyes, "If only I had this white." ”

Shen Yun also walked over, patted the three, and said, "What's the matter with you guys, what about the majesty of the 'Four Tyrants'?" ”

The three of them came back to their senses in an instant, put away their adoring gaze, turned to look at me in a disdainful tone, and said, "Yes, it's so white, it's dead in vain!" ”

I was caught off guard by this sudden change in style.

"Okay, okay, we're here to comfort people, why are we sarcastic." Shen Yun smiled and gestured to her partners, and then said to me, "They were joking just now, don't take it to heart." ”

"Hey, that's right, I'm really too white." Mao Xiaoer laughed self-deprecatingly.

I knew that the "white" I was talking about later did not describe my appearance, but that I was too naïve, like an idiot. I think they're right, I'm really an idiot.

Since then, Yan Jinfeng and You Fu have been flirting and scolding every day, moving from the aisle to the podium, and from the podium to the corridor.

The classmates who couldn't accept it at first gradually recognized their relationship, and even added fuel to their fire. They cheered and cheered. Each blow was like a slap in my face, like a steel needle piercing my heart. I often felt cold to the bone, and I sat almost paralyzed. I'm not sitting in a corner, but I'm better than sitting in a corner.

This is a corner that has been alienated by the lights on the stage, a corner that has been buried in the mud and sand, a corner that has been forgotten by the long river of history. I saw another person squatting in the corner, it was Xie Liang. He patted me lightly on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Brother, don't cry, it's not our fault. Then he got up and left the corner.

I smiled, I used to think that Yan Jinfeng was an angel who came to this world, gave me love, and was destined to be her in life; However, at the moment, her unbridled smile was more like a devil, and her every move was tormenting me. What I finally snatched from Xie Liang's hands was easily taken away by someone else. I used to laugh at Xie Liang in my heart, but now I have become the object of laughter in other people's hearts.

Could it be that I became the next Xie Liang like this? No! I don't want that to end up like that. I still prefer to believe in Yan Jinfeng, she is an angel. Maybe she's just trying to provoke me and test me. After all, I've always been less proactive, less passionate. Maybe she did it on purpose to show me, to see me do more, to prove that I like her.

Yes, I really want to tell Yan Jinfeng that I like her, but I don't dare, I'm cowardly, I'm afraid of being laughed at by the whole class, I'm afraid that I can't even be a friend if I say it, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to bear it after being rejected. I don't know what happened, when did I start to become so cowardly? Where did I go when I was in kindergarten?

"I just can't open my mouth to let her know, it's just so simple that I can't do it." Walking in the sunset, I overheard this tune, and the sound seemed to come from the depths of his heart. The song echoed in my head, and it was a lingering sadness.

"Brother, then show her your charm and prove that you are stronger than You Fu." A large hand slapped me on the shoulder.

When I looked back, it was Zhang Hong.