No.54

I started the journey of diarrhea as a matter of course, but I couldn't stay up at night, and I was dragged directly by my father to the hospital to hang water, only to know that I had acute gastroenteritis.

I thought of Xu Hao's mother's five suggestions, and I only felt quite reasonable at first, and then I recalled them as reasonable sayings.

But why didn't the others do anything, they were all alive and vibrant, even Fei Ge was still bragging with people in the back of the classroom, as if what he was holding that night was not the toilet, but Du Shi Niang's treasure chest.

Don't look at him now, there will be a day when I want to frame the photo by the toilet and hang it in the middle of 'study hard, make progress every day', thinking that I can look at it every day, and learning will be doubly energetic.

Xu Hao saw that I couldn't even sit on the bench, and he was very happy: "I am sluggish at a young age, I am afraid that I couldn't resist Wang Zuxian's temptation last night, and I was sucked dry of my blood by the grandmother in the Chinese Ghost Story." ”

I lay on the table and said weakly, "Your monsters eat!" ”

The listlessness in the morning self-study.

I can't remember a morning when I was full of energy and studying. I hated English, but I didn't love it either. Whether it is poetry or classical Chinese, for me it is just a boring sentence pieced together by some irrelevant words, and I can't feel the grandeur and compassion of the teacher's mouth at all. How do I know why the beans Lu Xun eats in the social drama are delicious, and I don't ask Lu Xun but come to ask me, where is such a ridiculous thing.

Xu Hao held a small yellow book in his hand and swung it around in front of me: "Oh, Wang Zuxian's flying pigeon biography." ”

I came to my senses and found a yellow booklet in my hand, with only two words written on the entire cover of the booklet, Xia Yu.

No.55

Xia Yu asked me why I felt like I had lost my soul.

—Children from poor families are not used to high-end meals such as "whole egg feasts".

— That's why you're in a daze in class?

— Actually peeping at me, my side face is not very handsome.

— Handsome like a monkey.

— The kind of Monkey King?

— Apparently the baboon kind.

— It must be a handsome baboon.

— You're really enough.

— So, let's go to breakfast with the baboon.

This time, the little yellow book was held in my hand and not passed out, and after class, I personally sent it to Xia Yu.

She didn't think twice: "Well, after all, it is a protected animal in Africa, and the face of foreign friendly monkeys always has to be given." ”

The canteen of City No. 1 Middle School is a three-story building, and the bottom two floors are like a normal canteen, which is beyond reproach. What is not normal is the third floor, I don't know which leader has a brain, and converted it into a restaurant staff dormitory...... So you will see this scene from time to time, when your mouth is stuffed with braised pork, suddenly there is a middle-aged and elderly uncle who has just returned from the bathhouse wearing large briefs, holding a plastic basin in his hand, and a towel on his shoulder.

The braised pork in your mouth suddenly became more flavorful.

"Why did you pass me a notebook?"

I stirred around in the porridge with a spoon, and the heat was rising.

Xia Yu took a bite of bread: "The note is too obvious, even if it is found with a notebook, there is room for a round." ”

"Yes, Sister Xian's IQ has improved by leaps and bounds, and she has the posture to catch up with me."

"Too modest, too modest, how dare the little girl be on an equal footing with the big baboon."

Immediately afterwards, Xia Yu squeezed his eyebrows at my left back: "Hey, look, it's Chen Xu." ”

I cautiously swept over with my peripheral vision, and sure enough, it was him.

After a while, Xia Yu suddenly said: "Chen Xu's wife is really powerful, it seems that he is a strict wife." ”

I wondered, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Xia Yu said: "Think about Chen Xu's usual appearance. ”

"Usually?" I try to remember, "It's just like that." ”

Xia Yu shook his head: "No, you see that his shirt is slightly wrinkled today, there are traces of tearing, and the third button is missing, can he bear this look in normal times?" ”

There was some truth to what she said, and I echoed: "It's a bit abnormal, but what does it mean? ”

She curled up her hand to show me: "You can see that there are several red marks on his face, and the distance between the marks is similar to the distance between the fingers, as if they were scratched by fingernails." ”

"Why do you have to be nails, you can accidentally get hurt when shaving."

I think this assumption is quite valid.

She didn't show me much mercy: "If you look closely, he still has a stubble on his cheeks, which means that he didn't shave at all in the morning, how could the wound be caused by a razor." ”

Although this is true, I always feel that I am being led by her nose, so unpleasant! So he desperately looked for a reason for Chen Xu in his head: "What if the culprit is his cat?" ”

Xia Yu said without thinking: "Have you ever seen animal hair on him?" ”

I was short of words: "Who usually pays special attention to this kind of thing!" ”

However, Xia Yu is not over: "It was a rainy day outside this morning, the temperature was very low, but he was only wearing a shirt on his upper body, and it was completely wet by the rain, something must have made him forget to put on his coat or didn't have time to wear it at all." ”

I was not convinced: "The coat can be taken off in the office. ”

She argued: "Then let me ask you, if you are wearing a coat, why the back of the shirt is also wet." ”

“……”

"Not only did he not wear a coat, but I don't think he had an umbrella with him at all."

"You can't just talk about it."

"If you look closely at the fact that the collar of his shirt is also wet, it means that he turned it up to keep out the rain, and you have seen a few umbrella people turn over the collar."

I'm too lazy to observe: "Having said so much, what about the conclusion?" ”

"Chen Xu may be abused in the morning."

I was dumbfounded: "How is that possible! His image in my heart is very noble. ”

"Don't want to believe? Sherlock Holmes said that if everything that is impossible is excluded, even if the rest is no longer possible, that is the truth! ”

I'm speechless.

Xia Yu continued: "So what happened to Chen Xu this morning is probably like this, after getting up and quarreling with her wife for some reason, maybe it was none of his business at all, it was completely his wife who was in a bad mood, not only was she scratched her face, but she was also forcibly kicked out of the house, which was really miserable!" ”

Xia Yu was on the rise, and Yan Bi slapped the chopsticks on the table: "The dust has settled!" ”

This voice was heard by Chen Xu, who turned his head to signal to us, and we immediately responded more enthusiastically: "Teacher Chen, morning! ”

No.56

From the cafeteria to the classroom, along the way, I repeatedly asked Xia Yu: "Are you kidding me?" ”

At the door of the class, she finally got impatient and said to me calmly: "That's right, it's just to tease you." ”

The woman's heart is full of needles, she said so much in a serious way just now, and now she says it's teasing me.

I'm instantly messy, who should I trust? Is it the summer rain in the cafeteria or the summer rain at the door of the class?

Subconsciously looked up to confirm the class card, I was not blind, it was clearly written in the seventh class of high school, not the first grade B class of Didan Primary School.

Well, first of all, it can be ruled out that it has little to do with Conan.

Before class, Xia Yu threw a book on my desk, called "Murder in ABC", with Agatha Christie written on the spine. Then he threw down a sentence in a serious voice: "Your appearance is clearly doubtful of life, and I am responsible for you." ”

It's good to be responsible, and you are welcome to be responsible to the end.

So I watched two classes with great interest.

Reading novels during class time is always more energetic than usual. As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, the words are not rough, and the pleasure of not doing the right thing is always so indescribable.

"Manchester United have won several rounds in a row, and Beckham is still good."

Xu Hao stared at a sports weekly newspaper that was folded into a square, and he was reading it with relish.

Since the end of the South Korea-Japan World Cup in the summer, the sports weekly has often reflected on Chinese football on a full page, lamenting its misfortune and angering it. The colors are all bleak gray-white, and if you don't look carefully, you think it's an obituary. Before the cheers of rushing out of Asia faded, they were drowned out in the invective of 'swallow nine eggs, two doors'.

As a melon-eating crowd who doesn't know the truth, what can I change for Chinese football with my heartache. The reason is very simple, my mother always expects me to get the first place in the final exam, so that she can exhale and raise her eyebrows and glorify her ancestors. In fact, I can really take the first place is hell.

Since then, my relationship with the sports weekly newspaper has come to an end, and I just want to have fun reading the newspaper, so why bother myself.

I pressed the novel under the language book and read it as if it was in a no-man's land, and suddenly I was hit on the head by the little yellow book flying in the sky, I didn't squeak and didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, and I became the dumb person who ate Coptis chinensis. Tu Huijuan heard the voice, turned around with an angry face, and said gloomily: "Don't let me find out who it is!" ”

After class, I took the notebook in my hand, and Xia Yu said, "I don't give you a novel to read in class." ”

I returned the little yellow book to Xia Yu: "It's quite accurate, why don't you go to play basketball." ”

She folded her hands and said to me with a hippie smile, "I wanted to shoot a three-pointer, but I didn't expect to hit the basket." ”

At this time, the representative of the mathematics class ran in with a stack of homework in a hurry, and before he put down a large pile of homework, he couldn't wait to say to the class: "Outside!" Big news! Guess what, I went to the math office just now, and I heard the teachers inside talking about Mr. Chen's quarrel at home today, and he and his daughter-in-law are mediating at the principal's place at this time!

The calm water surface was like a bomb being dropped, and Xia Yu and I were unusually calm in this whirlpool. It turns out that choosing to believe is such a difficult process, and it is only when the truth is smashed in your face that you have to believe it.

Xia Yu didn't say anything, just giggled at me.

At this time, the classmates at the door suddenly shouted: "Xia Yu, someone is looking for it!" ”

The sound passed through the noisy classroom and reached our ears.

I looked up at the door, and the face of the 'spicy chicken' reappeared, looking at us from outside the classroom, and the hostility in his eyes was obvious.

Calling him 'Spicy Chicken' is actually a weak heart.

If he's a 'spicy chicken', I'll just be a pot of miso soup, sloppy.