One day at noon, the students came to the classroom before half past one according to the instructions of the English teacher. The squad leader stands in front of the blackboard, holding a book in one hand and copying down the questions on the blackboard with the other. The classmates followed her chalk and copied down the English language one by one.

Chen Yue held a pen and wrote the first letter of the English word on the paper - h, and the hook on the right gradually disappeared. It seems that the pen is out of ink. He habitually tossed the pen back and forth on the side of the aisle to allow the nib to ink. Unfortunately, someone was passing by in the aisle, and I just took a good look at him. The man saw very clearly: right now the guy had sprinkled pen and ink on his clothes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen Yue hurriedly put down her pen and got up and bent down to apologize. The man stretched out his big hand, grabbed him by the collar, and brought him to him.

"Good boy!" The man glared into his poor little eyes and said, "I just happened to have an account for you, and you sent it to the door by yourself." ”

Chen Yueke was frightened, stood in place and apologized again and again. But that person obviously didn't eat Chen Yue's set, and he had long disdained the cowards' apologies. The only way is to vent. Cheng Peng quickly picked up the pen on Chen Yue's desk, twisted the pen cover, and relaxed the refill on the front end. Taking a step back, the hand holding the pen waved towards Chen Yue's face. The remaining ink from the pen was thrown on Chen Yue's face without reservation. Chen Yue only felt a sudden pungent smell of ink. An ink mark was drawn on his face, and the juice dripped down his face and landed on the white shirt on his chest.

Chen Yue lowered her head and held back her crying. Gu Ling, who was at the same table, couldn't stand it at all. She stretched out her hand and pointed at the person in front of Chen Yue and said, "Cheng Peng! Chen Yue just accidentally got a little bit on your pants, since you did this to him. After she finished speaking, she stood up, pulled Chen Yue back to her seat, took out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to him. However, Cheng Peng dragged Chen Yue out again. "What do you want you to do?" As he spoke, he tore off the tissue in Chen Yue's hand and threw it to Gu Xin.

Gu Ling walked out of the back seat. "Cheng Peng!" She shouted. There was a loud voice, and all the hands that copied the blackboard questions stopped. Cheng Peng looked around. Squinted his eyes and said to Gu Ling, "Who are you scaring about?" ”

"Big Bad." Gu Ling said angrily, pulling Chen Yue back again, she really didn't want to see her cute table mate bullied like this. His eyes were round and he stared at Cheng Peng.

"Ouch." Cheng Peng smiled. Immediately retracted his smiling face, moved his head closer to Gu Ling's ear, looked at the back row first, and then lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you should care more about yourself." "Haha." He laughed and threw the pen in his hand into the trash can in front of the classroom. Then he walked to the back row as if nothing had happened.

The pen that flew in the air fell to the ground and broke its joints and could not be used. But Chen Yue didn't throw it away. "I've got a pen for you." In the second row of the adjacent group, a girl with short hair took a printed pen from her stationery bag and passed it over. "Thank you."

During the afternoon class, Gu Ling kept looking down at the book, and she couldn't listen to the content of the teacher's lecture. She was still thinking back to the inconspicuous and inconspicuous words that Cheng Peng said before class. Caring for yourself, what does he mean?

Just this week, there is a day of class. Chen Yue returned to the classroom after going to the toilet, and when she turned to the corridor on the second floor, she blocked the way for oncoming people. He gave Cheng Peng a complete target. According to what Cheng Peng saw and thought, he understood: this Chen Yue, don't look at him silent every day, wearing shabby and old clothes, and being dumbfounded all day long; Take a seat in class, ho! If you look up, you will find a blackboard, and if you look down, you will see a book; Never cared about anything other than studying. But just like this, someone has to have a good relationship with him every day, that uninteresting Jiang Yang.

Cheng Peng raised his arm to block his chest, "Little rabbit." As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Chen Yue's shoulder. Then the fingers he grabbed and pinched down. With a certain amount of strength, Chen Yue couldn't support it, and her whole body collapsed downward. "It hurts, it hurts." Chen Yue put her hand on Cheng Peng's hand that grabbed her left shoulder, trying to take his hand away.

It's a pity that no matter how hard Chen Yue tried, the people in front of him didn't mean to let him go. The hand squeezed deeper and deeper, and the pain was so painful that he had to bend down. "Get up." Cheng Peng said.

He obediently obeyed the order to stand up. There was a small whimper in his mouth, but he did not cry. Cheng Peng was still standing in front of him, but he was still silent, obedient, waiting to be scolded and tortured at any time. When the scolding is over, everything will be over.

A hand was raised and placed on his face. Cheng Peng glared at him and said fiercely: "Bring me 2 yuan tomorrow, do you hear?" Cheng Peng finally said the final conditions. Chen Yue snorted and replied. Before letting Chen Yue go, Cheng Peng looked at his shirt: he was wearing a shirt with ink on his chest last time, and it was a gown with knotted buttons. "Hey—" he grinned.

This encounter in the corridor, Chen Yue did not tell his friends. The next day, the money handed over to Cheng Peng was he begging his mother to give him some money to buy some food.

I didn't expect that when he handed over the two one-yuan bills to Cheng Peng, Cheng Peng said casually: "Continue tomorrow, I will come to you every day in the future, you know?" Cheng Peng said this casually, stuffed the money into his trouser belt and left. When Chen Yue heard this, her heart shook.

The trade was made from his seat in the front row. Gu Ling saw it very clearly, and she watched in amazement as the deal was completed. After Cheng Peng left, Gu Ling asked anxiously, "What are you doing here?" ”

"He asked me to give it to him."

"He told you to give?"

"Hmm."

"He asked you to give!" Gu Ling looked a little angry, angry with Chen Yue. "If he asks you to give, will you give it?"

"Hmm."

"You're so stupid." She shook her head and thought: I have never met such a classmate, you are the first.

"Don't give him any more money in the future, you know?" She said to Chen Yue with great concern and command.

"Got it." Chen Yue replied in a low voice. I was moved in my heart.

In fact, from that day on, he still obediently handed over 2 yuan to the person who had been waiting outside the classroom door. In order to avoid Cheng Peng's beating, he lied to his mother: in the steaming kitchen. Chen Yue came to her mother's side, "Mom," he said, "don't cook rice, I want to buy and eat." So he used the money he had to eat as a tool to make up for his mistakes.

In the crowd after school, Cheng Peng found Zhang Pingping. He caught up from behind her, his hand on the strap of her satchel and holding it firmly. "You're so annoying!" Zhang Pingping glanced at him in disgust and quickened her pace.

The hand behind the bag tightened even tighter. "What the hell are you going to do?" Zhang Pingping stopped and asked the person behind her.

"Come with me."

"No!"

"You must come with me today." Cheng Peng dragged her schoolbag, "Don't hurry up." ”

No matter how hard Zhang Pingping tried, she couldn't fight his deadlift, and she staggered a few steps. Who knows, she immediately dropped the schoolbag from her shoulder nimbly; Then quickly snatch back the bag. On the hand that Cheng Peng was holding, she pinched it hard with her fingernails. It's strange that it hurts, Cheng Peng consciously withdrew his hand, and when he understood and went to catch her again, she had slipped away from the endless crowd.

"Zhang Pingping." Cheng Peng put his hand over the head and shouted: "You can't escape, but he has been waiting for you, and he has something to say to you in person." ”

Zhang Pingping heard his shouts very clearly. I'm on the run? At that moment, she asked herself. She really didn't want a follower to come to her every day in and out of class. Okay, I'll make it clear to him.

The two walked to the Shuiyun Pavilion bubble tea shop and stopped. There is a staircase in front of the store, and a man is standing on the highest step, holding a cup of coffee-flavored bubble tea. "It's coming." Xu Qiangqiang trotted down the steps hurriedly. With a smile on his face, he beckoned to Cheng Peng. Cheng Peng walked away very knowingly.

"If you want to say anything, just say it." Zhang Pingping asked directly.

"Nothing, just wanted to see you."

"Then I'm going home."

She turned to leave, and as she expected—certainly not a simple conversation. Xu Qiangqiang quickly grabbed her hand, "You give me wait." He said, "Let's go back to the same as before." As he spoke, he handed her the milk tea in his hand.

She didn't refuse, but took the milk tea, and said calmly: "Xu Qiangqiang, I know you like me, but look at it now, I mean if, if you are willing to listen to the teacher, don't beat and scold, and be a good student, I think we will always be together." But now, I get it all. ”

"Understood?"

"Yes, I understand that we can't be together." She said, giving him back the milk tea.

Xu Qiangqiang didn't pick it up, but his expression changed, and he was very unhappy. "I can't care about that much." He didn't give up, and hugged Zhang Pingping's back sideways.

"Let go of me." Zhang Pingping squatted down and broke free from under his arm. "There's a lot of homework tonight, I'm going back." She raised the milk tea bag to Xu Qiangqiang's chest. "I won't." Xu Qiangqiang asked again, removing her hand.

She really had no choice, so she had no choice but to bend down and put the milk tea on the ground on the road, and then hurriedly walked away.

"You hate me so much right now? Isn't it just being fired, what's the big deal! Xu Qiangqiang took a few steps to follow her.

"Let go, let go." Zhang Pingping shook her body unbearably, and she said in a loud voice: "Yes, I just hate you now." What the hell is going on with you, don't get in the way of me walking, okay? ”

A bus came in the distance, and the people on it looked curiously with their heads bared. At this time, there were still students on the road after school, and they slowed down and jokingly observed the two people next to them.

Xu Qiangqiang shouted at them with a straight face: "Look at what! Get lost! The stranger cursed, and the audience watched even more puzzled.

"Let go!" Zhang Pingping screamed, covered her face and hurriedly ran away. Behind him, Xu Qiangqiang chased after him, but after running for a while, he gave up and turned around and walked back. Walking to the original place, he looked at the cup of milk tea placed on the ground, and in a fit of anger, he stretched out his foot and kicked it away. The milk tea cup flipped in the air, fell, and shattered.

The next day, on the steps leading to the second floor, Xu Qiangqiang leaned against the wall of the corridor and waited. Zhang Pingping slowly walked up the stairs.

In order to meet her, he personally came to school during school hours, which really surprised Zhang Pingping when she saw her. "You..."

"Yo," Xu Qiangqiang smiled and beckoned to her, "my dear," he took her hand, the one he had kissed.

"Why are you running here, let me go." Zhang Pingping shook her arm and said.

"My dear, what do you say, I should be happy to come to visit you early in the morning as my boyfriend?"

"Enough is enough - don't say it, we're already breaking up."

"That's not allowed, I don't allow it!" He cast a tough gaze, and that look told her: Don't disobey, accept your fate, you can only listen to me. Zhang Pingping pushed hard, deliberately raised her voice and said: "How many times do you want me to say, how many times, I have already told you, okay, I will warn you again - with your current situation, we are not suitable, I will not waste time from you again." I hope you understand, too. ”

Xu Qiangqiang didn't make a sound, and grabbed her hand tightly. "Come back." He searched for a word to catch her words.

Jiang Yang, who came to school, appeared very appropriately at this time. Jiang Yang was not surprised by the sudden person in front of him and Zhang Pingping. As he walked down the stairway to the second floor, he paused and turned to look at them. Xu Qiangqiang noticed him and looked at him: What do you want to do? I didn't mess with you, you dare to stop me?

"Let her go." Jiang Yang said in a low voice but solemnly.

The two hate each other. There was silence for a while.

"Jiang Yang, leave me alone, go to class." Zhang Pingping finally spoke. Jiang Yang then held on to the guardrail and slowly went up to the second floor step by step.

"It's this Jiang Yang, this bastard!" Xu Qiangqiang saw Jiang Yang leaving, and scolded: "Damn, if it weren't for this Jiang Yang, how could I be like this, how could you break up with me?" The thought of this bastard makes my hands itch and I want to beat him up! When he said to the end, he let go of the hand that grabbed Zhang Pingping, clenched his fists and waved.

"It's clear that you're not good." Zhang Pingping didn't take the opportunity to escape, but said with a serious face: "You injured others, and you still have the face to say that others are bastards, it's really shameless!" ”

"He doesn't respect me enough, I'm going to beat him, is there a problem?"

"Pull it down, and respect him, he respects you, do you respect him? Do you understand what respect means? ”

"You're talking for him?"

"Of course not, it is."

Xu Qiangqiang stretched out his arm to hug her, "Let's go, go to the playground and say." He said.

"No need, I still have to go to class, who is like you all day long and unreasonable." Zhang Pingping said as she strode up the stairs and ran to the classroom.

"Hmph, I'll come back." Xu Qiangqiang was unwilling, and when he left the campus, he spat at the mouth, "Break the school." ”

In December, the weather was unusually cold, with bitter winds flying, shouting, and swirling in the air day and night, and the trees crisscrossing the trees that cripped through the trees every night. When people go out, they put on a sturdy woolen coat and hang a scarf tightly around their necks on their chests. Of course, adults still have to go out to work and run errands in order to live, and children are taken care of by their families and carry school bags to school.

On the playground behind the campus, Xu Qiangqiang sat on the grass and waited. When the bell rang for the third quarter, there was no one to be seen. It seems that no one was called. Instead of waiting, he walked around the back door and came to his former school building. Bending down, the brisk catwalk avoided the eyes of the office, and went up to the second floor. He quickly walked through the doors of the classrooms, and finally came to Class 4, where he crouched against the wall at the back of the classroom. After a while, he stood up cautiously and looked into the classroom, where the teacher was teaching. The purpose of his coming here was to see if Zhang Pingping was here today, and the confirmed result was: she came. He had no interest in standing there any longer, and turned back to the steps. Now, there are many people in the classroom who have noticed Xu Qiangqiang. The people who went on a small errand looked left and right and whispered to discuss, and voila! Who's outside the window? How did he get here?

Zhang Pingping, who was sitting in the seat, also saw it clearly, she was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and guessed that Xu Qiangqiang must have come here to find her. She thought: Outside the door, Xu Qiangqiang must be waiting for the end of class. When the teacher is gone, he will show his true colors, run over and grab me like a rabbit, and then pull me out of the classroom desperately, and will. Even the beaters and scolders dragged me to the playground and then vented at me in a frenzy. She thought about it and couldn't help but be terrified. For the first time, she felt that the class time was frighteningly short, and the bell rang in the blink of an eye.

What she feared didn't happen, which made her wonder that everyone was still going about their business after school as usual. The students in the first row did not look at the door together and quieted down. Until the start of the last class, Zhang Pingping did not leave her seat for half a step, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way out of school, Zhang Pingping was scared, for fear that Xu Qiangqiang would come out of nowhere. What should have come is still coming. Xu Qiangqiang waited on her way home, staring at her without giving an inch. "I've waited for you." Xu Qiangqiang's face was very bad, and he grabbed her arm.

Zhang Pingping had already prepared and resisted with all her might, she looked at Xu Qiangqiang's angry face today, which was very frightening.

"What the hell do you want to do, let it go." Zhang Pingping shouted with all her might. She had to rely on the help of passers-by, otherwise it would be over if she followed Xu Qiangqiang into the depths of the alley. She shouted continuously, "Let go and let go." ”

Two passers-by stopped at the entrance of the alley, looking inside without making a sound.

"Come over here, stinking bitch." Xu Qiang pulled her in. The people at the entrance of the alley immediately arrived that something was wrong: the man was too rude. Regardless of the relationship between these two people, this is too unusual.

A young girl in a school uniform walked in, "Hey, that..." she ran over and said, "What's the matter, you stop." ”

"Who are you her?" The girl asked as she approached.

Xu Qiangqiang stopped for the time being and looked at the girl beside him. He had seen this school uniform, and it seemed that it was also from the No. 4 Middle School.

"Who do you care who Uncle Ben is?" Xu Qiangqiang spat at her, "It's you, which class, hurry up." ”

The girl ignored him, and after hearing this, she was furious, and grabbed the man's arm with both hands to help Zhang Pingping break free from him. Xu Qiangqiang didn't give up because of this girl's mixing, but another person came from the front. This time it's a troublemaker. A woman with thick arms saw this scene at the entrance of the alley and hurried over, "Where did you come from, little rascal?" As he spoke, he effortlessly pushed Xu Qiangqiang's hand away. Then he reprimanded Xu Qiangqiang: "Are you holding on to others?" Come with me to your parents and ask if that's how they taught you. ”

Xu Qiangqiang was so annoyed by the woman in front of him that he had nothing to say, staring at Zhang Pingping who was covering his face with both hands, "Okay, you, Zhang Pingping, you ran away with someone else, right?" He scolded.

"Nope!" After Zhang Pingping finished speaking, she turned around and left with the girl who helped her.

"None? I know, you dare to betray me, and see, you will pay the debt to me slowly. Xu Qiangqiang continued, and the old woman reached out to catch him, and he quickly ran away into the depths of the alley. Don't bother you, you. He scolded the old woman as he ran away. Hey, you rascal. The old woman was caught off guard. You can't run this kid, she knows.

The events at noon made Zhang Pingping feel terrible for the next day, and the afternoon class was even more listless and sullen to stay in her seat. She thought about what Xu Qiangqiang had said to her: pay it back slowly. It's going to be hard in the future. She lay on the table with her head in her hands and sobbed. It was 5 o'clock in the afternoon for the last class. Zhang Pingping sobbed and slowly cried. The surrounding classmates all looked over.

"What's wrong?" The physics teacher walked over and asked softly. Zhang Pingping wiped her eyes and sat up, "It's okay." She said, looking down at the book. The teacher didn't ask any questions, and walked back to the podium to continue his lesson. Behind him, Jiang Yang was very concerned, and he still sympathized with her. Judging from the previous time Xu Qiangqiang looked for her, the two must have had an awkward quarrel, and the other party must have hegemony, no wonder Zhang Pingping is sad.

He wrote a note and threw it on Zhang Pingping's desk. On the paper that came back were a few neat little words: It's really fine, a little feverish. He picked up the pen again and wrote underneath her handwriting: Then you should take leave to go to the hospital this afternoon. When the note returned to his desk again, he slowly flipped through it: Well, but it's all right now, thank you. This is the last sentence on the note. Jiang Yang crumpled the paper into a ball and stuffed it into the desk.

Their physics teacher is an honest and kind person, and the course content is simple, focused and detailed. He is also a physics teacher, a teacher who everyone is never afraid of, and he has never hit any children in the past semester. After a long time, those poor students in the back row gradually developed dependence, and their physics homework was sloppy. If it is the class teacher's class, after school, the class teacher does not leave the classroom, they dare not make small movements easily. But look at this class again, there are more than 10 minutes before the end of school, there is a noise in the back row, and those naughty students put their schoolbags on the table early, and leave at any time when the bell rings.

When the bell rang, a group of people rushed out of the classroom in a frenzy, still shouting and screaming. After there were fewer people in the class, Jiang Yang left his seat. He turned past the desk and accidentally saw Zhang Pingping lying there alone, with her forehead on her arms. From this angle, he couldn't see her expression clearly, but he knew that she must be sad and sad. Jiang Yang moved the bench and sat down in the row of seats in front of Zhang Pingping. The two happened to be facing each other.

"It's already school." He looked down at Zhang Pingping's hair and whispered.

Zhang Pingping moved her body and did not make a sound.

"If you're sick, you should go to the hospital, it's not okay to stay up here," he said, knocking on the table, "and the fever should be cured in time." ”

In front of him, Zhang Pingping still didn't say a word. After a while, she put her head on the palm of her hand and looked at Jiang Yang.

Her face was ruddy and haggard, and there was a look of unhappiness on her face as if she had woken up in a dream.

"It turned out to be Jiangyang." She looked at the sides of the table, then at the people opposite, and then put her head back on her arm. "You're on duty today?" Jiang Yang asked suspiciously.

Zhang Pingping whimpered and shook her head.

"Then what are you doing here after school?"

There was no answer. She just kept grunting. "Don't be stubborn, Miss." Jiang Yang patted the table continuously, and he said, "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital, or it'll be too late." ”

However, at this time, Jiang Yang forgot important things. In the front row, Gu Ling and Chen Yue packed their schoolbags and waited for him together. After the classmates left, Gu Ling looked back and happened to see Jiang Yang sitting opposite a girl. It was clear that it wasn't his seat at all, and he was sitting across from the girl. Careless ghost, what is he talking to her, when is it, really. Chen Yue walked towards the back row, ready to call Jiang Yang. However, halfway through, he grabbed Gu Ling's hand behind him. "Wait Gu Ling, I'll call him." Chen Yue explained.

"Leave him alone, we'll go ours." Gu Ling stared at the two behind him and said squeamishly.

"Huh?" Chen Yueban didn't know what to do, he knew that Gu Ling said this because he was angry. "Let's go, so we don't have to worry about him." Gu Ling said and pulled Chen Yue out of the classroom door.

From the expression on Gu Ling's face and the tone of her voice, Chen Yue understood: she was completely jealous. But it must have been a misunderstanding. After years of acquaintance, according to what he knows about this friend who has protected him since childhood. He was convinced that it was a misunderstanding. "I have to give Jiang Yang a wake-up call when I go back." On the way home, he secretly made up his mind.