I was expelled from Hua'an No. 4 Middle School for committing an accident, and the battle between my father and my grandmother ended in my father's victory, so I was sent to a country school.

The moment my grandmother gave in, my father let out a long sigh of relief.

I don't know where Wu Lianzi got the news, but when my father and I were sitting at the bus station waiting for the bus, she appeared in front of me with her tablemates.

I can't fucking figure out what's going on.

Wu Lianzi called me out of the bus station, and her table mate stayed in the waiting hall to talk to my father.

I was as uncomfortable kicking something as the afternoon when they were in the wind for Jun's brother - there were no stones on the street for me to kick, I could only kick the air.

"What school did you go to?" Wu Lianzi's voice became as soft as when she first met.

"Is it necessary to talk to you?" Wu Lianzi's dense relationship with the junior high school student has extinguished my obsession with her, but I am still a little angry, after all, she inspired my infatuation with the opposite sex and strangled this infatuation in the cradle.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. Something...... Let me give you a word: don't trust appearances too much. After Wu Lianzi finished speaking, she walked to the door of the waiting hall and shouted inside, and as soon as the classmate came out, she stopped a tricycle and left.

Before I could recover my senses, my father called me to get in the car.

Sitting in the car, I reminisced about Wu Lianzi's words all the way.

My father would not speak to me unless he had to, because I would not say a word to him unless he had to. So no one disturbed my aftertaste.

Wu Lianzi came to the station so deliberately just to send me a sentence, which made me very incomprehensible. There must be something to the façade she says, right? So, what is the referent?

Will it be against the words and deeds of my three sworn friends? If so, it is to warn me not to trust people too much and to be cautious in making friends.

Could it be that it was for her own before and after changes? If so, it is to tell me that the reason why she judged that the two of them had a bitterness that she could not speak, then, what was the bitterness that made her hit me mercilessly and exaggerated and indulged herself?

But as soon as such thoughts came to me, I gave myself a slap in the face. Ah Q would think so.

You know, my love letter was posted on the wall because of her.

……

The school I went to was a township school in Yinshan County, Linxian County, Hua'an Prefecture – a very remote school. That township is called Jiangcun Township, and that school is called Jiangcun Middle School.

I later learned that the principal of that school was a refugee friend who had been placed with my father in my birthplace, Dongmen Village, but he returned to the city after a few years, so I had no impression of him.

Jiangcun Middle School is built on a small hill, with an area of only more than 30 acres, two teaching buildings, a dormitory building, and two teachers' dormitory buildings. Whether it is a teaching building, a dormitory building, or a classroom dormitory building, it is a bungalow.

Jiangcun Middle School is adjacent to Jiangcun Primary School on the left, adjacent to Linguan Station on the right, there is a road in front of it, and a small river is behind it. On the north side of the school playground, there is a piece of high ground more than one meter above the plane, and the traces of the big hoe digging through the soil can be clearly seen all around, and there is a bitter oak tree growing in the middle of the high ground.

The deepest impression left on me by the school is that the south side of the playground and behind the school building are fenced vegetable gardens, and the cabbage and radishes grow very vigorously in the vegetable fields.

It's a sight you can never see in a city school.

The classrooms at Jiangcun Middle School, like those at Yongtai Primary School, are not covered with concrete. Desks are always hard to lay flat. The table is a long table for two people, and the stool is a long bench for two people, which is also the same as Yongtai Elementary School.

So when the new head teacher introduced me, my mind flashed the eyes of Hao Junqi and Ai Ai, and then flashed the scene of Wu Lianzi appearing in Hua'an No. 4 Middle School, and I excitedly left the desk and walked to the aisle to the podium.

So when the new homeroom teacher told me to sit down in a designated position, my new classmates burst into laughter.

Later, I realized that when I appeared in the second (3rd) class of Jiangcun Middle School, the reason why those classmates were so serious was that the head teacher had learned about my past from the principal before they were ready to accept me.

The head teacher didn't want to take me in at all, but the headmaster told him to complete it as a political task.

At that time, this homeroom teacher was only twenty-six years old, the same year as my homeroom teacher at Hua'an No. 4 Middle School. The headmaster was about to promote him.

In this way, this head teacher has no way at all.

In fact, the principal was forced to accept me because of the factors that shared the hardships with my father. I don't know why my father made my past so clear to the principal, maybe he wanted to be a gentleman. Of course, it may also be that my father thinks that this is more conducive to my education.

In short, my arrival is no less than a * for Jiangcun Middle School. And the head teacher in order to beware of his student, that is, my new classmates, detonated my * because he didn't know the inside story, so he reported my situation to my new classmates in the class in advance.

Therefore, when I appeared in the class, I don't know how many people were nervous, and how could the atmosphere in the class be lively?

How could they have imagined that a terrorist-like figure would be so demented that he didn't even know that the head teacher told him to sit down? They can't help but laugh when they are young.

I walked over to my position, an empty spot next to a female classmate in the last row of the second group.

My classmate was already sitting on the edge of the bench, and when I walked up to her, she probably couldn't help but sit a little more on the side, and as you can imagine, before I got to my place, the bench was upturned, and my new tablemate "cup" fell to the floor.

I quickly walked over to my seat and subconsciously reached out to her.

I didn't expect my table mate sitting on the floor to be so emotionally strong that she screamed, "Don't touch me!" Please don't touch me! ”

Then she howled and cried for no reason, and tears poured down. Her voice was so loud that I felt my eardrums vibrate.

I suspect that the students and teachers throughout the school building heard her cry.

I can't tell you how embarrassed it is, and at the same time I feel inexplicable. I touched my face, but I didn't feel like I was out of shape, and I couldn't figure out why it scared her so much.

I took advantage of the situation to hold the stool in place. There was another burst of laughter in the class.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with it? The head teacher stepped down from the podium and came to us.

By this time, my lesbian table was already standing up. She slapped the mud off her ass with both hands.

"Teacher, she accidentally overturned the stool." A classmate on the side said.

"Oh, that's right. It's okay. Don't cry anymore, crying again will affect everyone's class. The head teacher lowered his face.

"Teacher, I'm ......" the female classmate stopped talking.

"Wu Hongmei, didn't I already tell you before? Say no more! The head teacher's expression was unusually serious.

I felt a drum beat in my heart.

"But, teacher, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid!" Wu Hongmei cried and said.

I wondered when I heard it. What is she afraid of? Are you afraid of me?

"Afraid of what? When new students come, we have to welcome, how can we be so repulsive? ”

I understand. Wu Hongmei is really afraid of me. I scratched my head with my hands, puzzled.

"Why do you want him to sit with me? I don't want to sit with him! Wu Hongmei mustered up the courage to say this.

"I think you're becoming less and less supportive of your work. Didn't I tell you? You sit alone in the class, and he can only sit with you. "The head teacher was a little impatient.

"But as you said, he's a terrorist, and I don't want to sit with a terrorist."

"What? Terrorists? Am I a terrorist? When did I become a terrorist? "I really don't think it's inexplicable.

All the classmates laughed.

"No, no," the head teacher said incoherently, his young face turned red, "Zheng Qihang, this is a joke." These people took the joke seriously. ”

Everyone laughed even more.

"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at?! The head teacher was so angry that he almost yelled, "Calm me down!" Calm down! ”

Everyone quickly calmed down. This homeroom teacher is much more majestic than the homeroom teacher in Hua'an No. 4 Middle School.

"Wu Hongmei, don't say it again. That's it. "The head teacher has returned to the podium. He regained his composure.

Wu Hongmei sat down in her position helplessly. She wept silently.

I sat down in my seat silently, guilty and angry.

"You can sit in there a little." I found Wu Hongmei sitting on the edge of the stool, her elbow resting on the corner of the table, and I couldn't help but kindly remind her.

But Wu Hongmei still didn't move, as if I was a plague god, and didn't dare to approach me. I knew that if I stood up cold, she would fall again.

That's how I stayed at Jiangcun Middle School. Everything here is foreign to me, natural and fresh. But I looked indifferent.

For the first few days, almost no one wanted to approach me, and almost no one wanted to communicate with me. I live a decent life and study in peace. I live a life of classroom, dormitory, and cafeteria.

It's hard to put into words how lonely you feel. It's as if you're outside the world, as if you're next door to the world.

For example, in the classroom or in the dormitory, when the students are discussing something or chatting, as soon as I show up, they will immediately quiet down, and only when I show up ignoring them, they will come back to life. At this time, I may sit silently in my place and take out my book to study, or I may silently lie on my bed and close my eyes to rest.

In fact, when I decided to study in a rural middle school, I had my own beliefs and ideas. I chose to come to the country middle school, not just to escape, not just to get rid of my father's shackles, but to really calm down and sort out all the things that happened to me.

Brother Jun's performance made me understand that I was not fit to live the life of so-called freedom and indulgence that I once pursued. I want to return to the normal track of life, be a low-key person, and live a low-key life.

Therefore, in Jiangcun Middle School, even if no one pays attention to me, even if loneliness wraps me whole, I can still spend every day calmly, because, after all, this kind of life is very fulfilling and very down-to-earth.

For the first time, I thought about journaling.

The first thing I wrote on the first page of my first diary was: I haven't seen Hao Junqi for nearly four years.

Needless to say, coming to Jiangcun Middle School made me miss my childhood in the mountain village more and more, and I missed Hao Junqi.

However, such peaceful days did not last long.