My life seems to be slowly getting on the right track, and the propaganda committee member I work with is called Jiang Yao, who looks white and clean, with small eyes, a pair of half-rimmed glasses, tall and thin, and the impression at first glance is also super good.

I stood at the front of the classroom, looking at the empty blackboard behind me, with a hint of distress and no clue. I returned to my seat and continued to meditate.

"Alas! Poplar is easy, poplar is easy. "I heard someone calling me, I looked around, Jiang Yao was looking straight at me, and his mouth was still calling my name.

"What's wrong?"

"Have you ever figured out what to report?" He asked.

"Not yet, no clue." I shook my head.

Jiang Yao walked over to me and said: "I have a little idea, we can use the first lesson of the school as the theme, and divide it into several sections, such as some famous words of struggle in the first lesson of the school, or a brief introduction to the story in it, plus the messages of the students after our military training." ”

"Yes, yes, we'll use this theme. There's finally a beginning, thank you so much, Jiang Yao. "I looked at Jiang Yao with stars in my eyes, and my first problem was solved.

"By the way, my blackboard handwriting is not very good, how is your handwriting?"

"My writing is not very good, Hua Cheng's writing is not bad, you can go to him." He pointed to the empty seat behind me.

"Oh! All right. You're in charge of sorting out the information, and I'll be in charge of drawing。。。。。。 "I haven't finished my words yet, "Hua Cheng, we'll hand over the words of our blackboard newspaper to you, let them also see the words of the big guy." ”

"What blackboard newspaper?" He had just entered the classroom and walked towards us.

"The teacher asked us to publish the blackboard newspaper together, and our blackboard writing is not good, so I plan to ask you, the great god, to help us!" He pointed at me and explained to Hua Cheng with a smile. The two of them should be quite familiar, such a relaxed chat atmosphere.

"Yang Muyi, do you need my help?" He turned to look at me.

"Yes, yes." I nodded, and my face seemed to turn red again.

"Hey, don't you believe me so much, our friendship for so many years has collapsed here." Jiang Yao complained beside him.

"Good!" He ignored him, looked at me and said yes, and then returned to his seat. I was stunned for a while, he agreed, he promised me?

"I'll give it to you when I've sorted out the information, and I'll leave the rest to you."

"Okay." I responded with a smile.

In my sample of the blackboard newspaper, I chose a framework that fits the theme better. I started to get to work, but each class was only ten minutes after class, which was really slow. After two days, I finally hooked the frame almost right, I got out of the chair and walked to the side of Hua Cheng's seat: "Hua Cheng, my frame is almost hooked, we can start to crossword." ”

"Okay." He walked with me to the blackboard, and I went through the general location of each content to be written, and then began to draw the details in the frame, and he began his work.

His blackboard handwriting is really good, I secretly watched him write, and the really serious boy is the most charming. Every word he writes is like a living thing, and it can jump out of the blackboard. I can't look at it anymore, come back to my senses, Yang Muyi, sober up. I forced my gaze to move to the place where I was going to put my pen. Suddenly, my feet were empty, my whole body lost balance, and the whole person fell backwards, and I subconsciously screamed.

At that moment, my back was held up by a pair of hands, and my entire weight was pressed against them. The hands lifted me off the stool. I clutched his arm tightly, still recovering from the fright.

"Mu Yi, isn't it time to let go?" I immediately let go of his arm and hid my hands behind my back.

"Thank you." I whispered with my head down.

"What, I didn't hear clearly, say it again." He moved closer, smiling.

I looked up at him and said seriously, "I said thank you for holding me up." ”

"It's nothing, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." Then turn your head and continue to write on the blackboard. I watched as there was a hint of redness behind his ears.

However, something doesn't seem right. What did he just call me? Mu Yi? , not Yang Muyi? I slapped my head hard, you definitely heard it wrong, it must be Yang Muyi.

As soon as school ended, Gu Yue came over and said, "Mu Yi, I'm not going home on the school bus today, my dad came to pick me up today, saying that he was going to a relative's house for dinner, so you can go with Hua Cheng today." You've been working on the blackboard today, and I can't even find time to talk to you. ”

"Alright, there you go!" I nodded helplessly.

"Then I'll go first, bye-bye!"

"Well, bye-bye."

I was packing my things, and just after I packed them, a faint voice sounded: "Let's go!" ”

"Oh, good!" I said yes in a daze, we didn't know each other very well and had just met, but he always gave me the impression that we knew each other very well. I followed in his footsteps and walked out and we got on the bus together.

"Are you almost done with your frame?"

"Well, how long do you have to write, the teacher asked us to finish it this week."

"Almost, I should be done tomorrow."

"Your handwriting is really good, did you start practicing it when you were a child? I compared my words, and it was really different. I sighed from the bottom of my heart.

"When I was a child, my grandfather forced me to practice calligraphy, and I remember one time because I didn't want to practice calligraphy, I secretly ran out, and finally my grandfather caught me and beat me." He had a smile on his whole face.

"Really, you had this experience when you were a child, I thought 。。。。。。"

"What do you think?"

"I thought it was your own."

"I like it now." I avoided my eyes and whispered.

"Huh?" I didn't hear too clearly.

"It's nothing, it's almost there, let's get ready to get off."

"Oh, well! By the way, thank you for helping me write on the blackboard, or I would like to treat you to something to eat, right? I asked cautiously.

"Okay, when?" He smiled back.

"It depends on your time, when you are free."

"Then this Saturday! Tricked into a meal. I looked at his smile and responded, "Good! ”

My house was relatively close, and when I got home, I said, "Bye-bye!" He answered and left.

When I got home, my mother had already finished the meal, and I sat down at the dinner table and asked, "Where's Daddy?" ”

"He went out to drink, how is he studying, is he not learning." Mom asked.

"It's good, I'm the entertainment committee member in the class, and I'm out of the blackboard newspaper in the back."

"Pay attention to study, do you know, is that Hu Guyue a class committee member in the class?"

"When I did, I was a member of the study committee." I replied lightly that I had already guessed my mother's next sentence.

"You have to learn from her, you know if you don't."

"Well, got it, I'm done eating, and I'm going to do my homework." He put the bowl down, picked up his bag and went upstairs. The voices downstairs are starting to get lively.

After going upstairs, I couldn't wait to open my journal and start recording my thoughts on the day: "I seem to be a little closer to him, he is not as far away as I thought. Today's accident, like a catalyst, has made the two of us intersect more and more. However, he is so good, and I don't know anything, and I always feel like I can't keep up with him. Let's start practicing tomorrow, come on, you can! ”