Do you know why snow is white? Because it forgot its own color. - "Lelouch the Rebellious"

The winter vacation make-up class in the third year of high school let Xue Ji know the real temperature of Shihe in winter, Liang Chen used to talk about the old dog that froze to death in 3949, she always felt that it was an exaggeration of the cold winter, and she had passed seventeen winter months, but it was just an addition of autumn pants.

On the first morning of the 39th day, the weather in the morning was bone-chilling, Xue Jiao and their entire dormitory were late, even Teacher Mu was late, Tang Rui made a cross on the attendance sheet in a formal way, she stood at the door and yawned, looking at the attendance sheet except for Ye Xin and Jiang Zhiyun, a few were clean, and everyone who connected her received the late red cross, this ghost weather froze her brain.

Xue Ji returned to her seat and blew her nose with paper, since the beginning of the winter vacation make-up class, no one in their dormitory has stayed up late, the night is no longer a summer night, the night has a good dream since the night is cool, the light at eleven o'clock exudes cold air in their hearts, Xue Ji has already put on two autumn pants, and the bloated pants under his knees have been laughed at by Liang Chen for several days.

There was no morning exercise in the winter vacation make-up class, and for the first time, the school was more humane, and those thirty minutes were cut a little bit, divided into sleep, waking up and morning chatter, and the lively playground became a noisy classroom.

Xue Ji hid her head in a fluffy hat, and the long white down jacket on her body was just sent by her mother yesterday.

"The winter in Stone River is not cruel." Liang Chen jokingly mocked Xue Jiao for not knowing anything about the cold of winter. On the first day of make-up classes during the winter vacation, Xue Ji watched Liang Chen bring a lot of items to keep out the cold, and ridiculed him for not being a young man.

"Humph!" Xue Ji exhaled a breath of white air and said, "I'm a weak woman, what's wrong with being afraid of the cold!" ”

"Attack cruelty with cruelty, resist the cold with bitter cold, temper the will with will." Liang Chen repeated the words that Xue Jiao repeatedly recited by Liang Chen's side a few days ago, and Xue Jiao's failure to persuade Liang Chen's education in the days after the second diagnosis exam pushed her to learn some chicken soup education in a normal school, of course, it had no effect on Liang Chen, but she had no intention of inserting it into the willows to use it in her composition, and there was a little cabbage like Zhou Yin who poured it for her.

"Your old man has spent the last seventeen years at home for the winter, and now you know what winter is like." Liang Chen said with a grin.

Xue Ji puffed out her face, took off her hat and said, "Don't talk to me like a daughter, let's talk about two and a half catties to eight taels." ”

"Then don't wear two autumn pants for your old man!" Liang Chen stared at the bulge at Xue Jiao's knee, and his laughter became louder, like a victorious general.

Xue Ji pulled Liang Chen's ears and easily saved the defeat, Liang Chen has been a little rampant these days, teasing Xue Chen's temper from time to time, a few days ago Xue Ji still had a little sympathy in his heart, the energy he had suppressed for two months finally burst out, Xue Ji even had a little relief, the object of Liang Chen's confiding was himself. In the next few days, Xue Jiao's patience was completely ground by the "child" Liang Chen, Xue Jiao's treatment technique is very simple, and the psychological therapy is no better than Liang Chen, who has opened his mouth, and the force of last resort is much more effective.

After a short period of noise, before Mr. Mu's future, Class 7 consciously opened the book, which is the most basic quality of the senior party is a conditioned reflex developed by a short few months of high-intensity study.

Make-up classes are always easier, Liang Chen's painful lesson reminded Mr. Mu that there is no steel that can be forged at high temperatures all the time, and in his spare time after class, Mr. Mu freed up his homework for the students to rest, and Liang Chen and Liu Bingjian The seven boys had free time to joke in the classroom.

"The weather forecast says that the Siberian super cold snap will invade my big Sichuan in the next few days." Wei Wenming spoke loudly in the classroom about his predictions for the future.

"I think you're crazy about geography." Zhou Sang looked at Lao Maozi with contempt and said, "Don't mention this to me after class, it's disgusting." ”

"And then!" Liu Bingjian asked.

"It could snow in two days." Lao Maozi picked his upper eyelids and said excitedly.

"Really." Liang Chen asked around Lao Maozi.

"You listen to my analysis, it's going to snow. The super cold snap invaded Sichuan, the temperature of the cold front dropped rapidly, the water vapor condensed, and the temperature was too low to melt into rain, so it must not rain! Lao Maozi analyzed the possibility of snow as if he was answering a question.

Zhou Sang still believes in Lao Maozi, no matter how old Maozi is, he is the top figure in geography after all, Zhou Sang began to look forward to the arrival of snow.

The snow that Lao Maozi swore in his mouth was still far away after the fourth and ninth days, but the rumors of snow in the class became lively, and the rumors permeated the entire third year of high school, like the spread of the students waiting for the movie car in the semester, and they waited in infinite anticipation.

This snow still came inadvertently, and Lao Maozi's prediction was more than ten days late. When the winter vacation make-up class was about to end, on Friday morning, the sky was dark, the university had broken a high-voltage power line in front of the dormitory, the street lamp on the plastic basketball court was also broken, and the teachers of the political and educational office were using flashlights to guide the students in the dormitory. Liang Chen arrived at the classroom to confirm that it was snowing, and the noisy classroom in the past seemed to be boiling with firewood, and the entire complex was boiling.

Teacher Huang talked about the barking day of the Shu dog in the geography class, but today Liang Chen and they are snowing wildly, and it is rare for Sichuan to have such a heavy snowfall. The surprise of southerners at the snow is like that of tourists who see giant pandas for the first time, and the indescribable excitement may have been engraved in our blood thousands of years ago. The heavy snow crushed the enthusiasm for the whole morning self-study, and Zhou Sang was waiting for the light of the sun, he did not look forward to the sun, only to the scattered light brought by the sun in the clouds.

Liang Chen saw a full white landscape in the first glimmer of light emitted by the sun. The heather on the side of the basketball court was covered with snow and turned into a white marshmallow, and there was also a layer of snow white lying in the basketball court, and the playground, hill, and tree tops were covered in silver.

Teacher Mu's class is gone, Teacher Gan and Teacher Huang gave them today's price as compensation for the last semester, the big recess has not yet arrived, the basketball court is full of snowmen, faceless, funny, and art students piled up oversized snowmen, the fourth floor and above are jubilant, only the third floor has not moved at all.

(End of chapter)