On Wednesday afternoon, the originally clear and cloudless sky was obscured by dark clouds drifting from the north. Then there was a thunderclap, and there was a rumbling and rumbling, and then it rained heavily.

The rain couldn't have come at the right time, and the second class of PE every Wednesday afternoon could only be held in the classroom this week. A heavy rain trapped all of us in the school building. A heavy rain that I don't know when it will stop is just like this in the world outside the teaching building.

A school building that divides heaven and earth into two worlds. The world in the school building is the same as usual, except that every classroom has one more thing, and that is that every classroom is lit up.

Soon, the first class was over. The bell rang for the second class, but the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of the rain stopping.

It seems that our PE classes must and can only be held indoors. Originally, physical education classes were divided into multiple groups, and each group had training tasks for each group, including basketball, football, volleyball, and badminton. I don't know how today's teachers are going to be deployed.

The teacher who came to our class for physical education was the teacher who taught basketball. He was tall, but very dark. It is estimated that only with such a tall image can he be a basketball coach.

He walked to the podium, thinking that the physical education class in the classroom would be a self-study class like a junior high school, but this unexpected basketball teacher actually wrote four big words of track and field knowledge on the blackboard.

He said: "It's raining today, so I'm going to teach you some simple track and field knowledge." ”

I heard him right, he was a basketball teacher, but he was going to teach us about athletics. And the reason why I am sure I heard it right is not only because of the four big words "track and field knowledge" written on the blackboard, but also because of our applause after he finished speaking.

Wu Yuzhe was not there, and the applause of this class was also many decibels smaller.

Mo Ran didn't seem to want to listen to the physical education teacher's knowledge of track and field, so she took out the physics workbook from her schoolbag and wrote the questions. Compared to Mo Ran, I really didn't work hard enough.

The PE teacher cleared his throat and stood on the podium to start talking about athletics, saying, "I'm not going to talk to you about the rules of the competition today, I'm going to tell you about running." ”

"Okay." A boy named Huang Feitian in our class immediately replied that it could be seen from his usual performance that he liked sports, the kind he liked very, very much.

The physical education teacher seemed to be aroused by this only student who answered. He began to speak with relish: "There are a lot of things to pay attention to when it comes to running, but before running, we all have to warm up, right?" ”

He asked us in turn, there is only one person in the first class of high school, Huang Feitian, who seems to be interested in this matter.

Because I wasn't interested, I didn't listen carefully to what he had to say for the rest of the day. And I didn't study like Mo Ran, but looked east and west in this class and slipped to pass the time.

The second class was over, but the heavy rain outside had not stopped. I didn't think that there would be such a heavy rain in September, and the raindrops that fell on the ground crackled and jumped.

Why can't something like rain start and end at a set time like a classroom? Could it be that God, who is in charge of the rain, doesn't pay much attention to the concept of time?

The last two classes in the afternoon are self-study classes. Other people's self-study classes are used to preview what they will learn tomorrow and review what they have talked about today, but I am always different. My self-study is used to complete today's homework.

I don't want to take my homework home with me. After all, if it's like last time, because you slept late and woke up late, you almost get up late.

Mixed with the sound of rain hitting the ground, I started the busiest time of the day, the writing homework stage. Mo Ran is still studying seriously, I'm really afraid that I can still do what I promised Li Xinyang on the rooftop.

It's obviously impossible for me to get 12 percent in return without putting in 100 percent effort. But why can't I still promise Li Xinyang? Is it just because he is Li Xinyang?

No, it's not, it's as if there are two villains arguing in my mind, one in the clothes of an angel and the other in the clothes of a demon. And in my heart, I have the answer, and I agree because I have the trust of others.

In the affairs between people, only trust can fully connect two people. No matter if there is a ravine, or how deep the ravine, as long as you are willing to trust each other, you will be able to cross it.

I threw these strange thoughts out of my mind and continued to do the homework I had left over for today. Ever since I left my homework last weekend, I know that high school doesn't push us to do homework anymore, and it's all a lie.

In this world, there is no such thing as a leader who does not care about the flock behind him. So, how can a high school teacher not supervise us and check our homework when they leave homework? 
I did have a lot of homework left today. For the language homework alone, I copied the excerpt of the full text of the Getaway five times. There are also those papers left over from math homework and physics homework, which can be piled up into a small stack!

As he wrote, the sky outside suddenly became even more gloomy. The day of September is like the day of June! Is it worse to say worse? 
Boom, boom, first there were two thunderbolts, and then the clouds swelled up, and the raindrops became louder and louder, and the sound of falling to the ground became louder and louder.

It seems that the teaching building can no longer separate the two worlds inside the teaching building and the outside of the teaching building, and the sounds of the two worlds are similar and dissolved, but in fact, this is the same world.

When the self-study was over, the bell rang, and my homework was still the same as every day, leaving about one-fifth of it to be written in the evening self-study time.

The rain still hasn't stopped. Mo Ran put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked over, and asked me, "Yongning, how do you go?" It's still raining. ”

"yes, it's still raining, how do you get there?" I blurted out.

It was still raining densely outside, and the raindrops were very large. If I could describe the snowflakes as a goose feather snowfall, I would like to use the reed rain to describe the raindrops.

"Did you bring an umbrella? Moran. I asked Mo Ran, because I didn't bring an umbrella, if Mo Ran had an umbrella, I could have an umbrella with her.

However, she didn't bring an umbrella with her, but just smiled at me.

We're all kids who don't have umbrellas! With such a heavy rain, how can you go out to the cafeteria?

"I can only wait for the rain to stop!" Mo Ran walked to the window, looked at the rain outside the window, and said.

She was still just as optimistic, and I was like, "What if it keeps going and doesn't stop?" But I still didn't say it, and chose to remain silent.

Go upstairs and give it a try, maybe Li Xinyang will have an extra umbrella. I don't know why, when I encounter difficulties, the first person who comes to mind every time is Li Xinyang.

I walked to the window, put my head to Mo Ran's ear, and whispered to her, "Why don't you go to find Li Xinyang." ”

Mo Ran looked at me with a surprised expression, she probably didn't expect that I would take the initiative to ask Li Xinyang for help.

I only hope that Li Xinyang can have extra umbrellas, one is enough!