Lin Fei ...... Lin Fei ...... "Zhang Jianlong called me twice, and then I turned around." When I stepped into the new environment, I seemed to be a little "uncomfortable", and the whole person looked a little stunned, and I was often alone in a daze.

"Look at the old hen." Zhang Jianlong pointed out the window.

In my impression, the English teacher was a chattering woman, and I didn't understand or didn't use the word "plump" to describe a person at that time, so the English teacher was a fat woman in my eyes.

The black mole on the side of the mouth is a sign of the whole face, and when you shake your fat lips, you will involuntarily spew out spittle, and when you are interested, you have a hideous face and an extremely rich expression, and you are in charge of the English class of class (1), (2), and (3).

I turned out the window, and the English teacher was slowly walking towards class (3) with her big ass twisted.

I knew that what Zhang Jianlong wanted me to see was the antics of the English teacher's walking.

She walked up the stairs unhurriedly, but as if she was thinking about something, she was not paying attention, stepped on the air with her left foot, and fell to the ground with an "oops".

The class burst into laughter.

Yes, it's the whole class laughing.

And only I noticed that there was a faint laughter in class (2) next to me.

The English teacher stood up again, patted the dust off his body, fixed his start, sighed heavily, and strode up the class into class (3).

Zhang Jianlong and I were still laughing.

The second class was English class, and the English teacher walked into the classroom and threw the book on the podium, "I just fell down, are you very happy?" Laughing so happily? ”

"Puff ......" many people laughed uncontrollably again. It turned out that she heard us laughing at her, but she didn't look back for the sake of face.

"Why are your hearts so bad? Don't say I'm your teacher, even if someone you don't know falls, you shouldn't laugh......"

The chatter begins......

To be honest, if someone else falls, no one will think it's funny, but she doesn't understand? Don't understand how you image yourself in the minds of students? It's still the same self-deception as hearing laughter when you fall, but you don't dare to turn back for fear of embarrassment.

After class, I went to class (2) to ask about this matter, and it turned out that the students in class (2) really didn't miss the funny picture, and they didn't laugh quieter than our class (1......

In the new learning environment, it took me a long time to accept the reality that I was no longer a child, and I could no longer celebrate Children's Day.

In addition to the disappointment, there are also things that make me happy, that is, I got rid of the shackles of the red scarf, and the coolest thing is that in this Longyan No. 3 Middle School (formerly known as Dongxiao Middle School), which is known as the "Rogue Middle School", there is no school uniform system, you can wear whatever you want, as long as you don't let the teacher look at it.

And the first new skill I learned in my new school was to transfer books.

It is to put the middle finger against the middle part of the book and make the book rotate.

I also turn around in class, after class, when I walk, when I think about things, and I set off a craze for transferring books in school, and you can see people holding books when they get out of class anytime and anywhere.

Chen Hua took a basketball and asked, "Lin Fei, you are so good at transferring books, can you turn the basketball?" ”

But if you try it a little, it will only take a moment for me to spin the basketball easily, but when the ball is spinning, it will be very easy to maintain a good balance.

I easily let the ball go from the middle finger to the index finger, then the ring finger, then the thumb, and after a few strokes, then to the left hand, and then to the fingers.

Crossing, flipping, finger walking, high throw catch......

I don't know how to play basketball yet, it's like playing acrobatics, I can see Zhang Baobao, Zhang Jianlong and Chen Hua stunned.

"My grandparents went to drink wine today, and they weren't at home, so I waited to eat clear soup noodles at the market."

Zhang Baobao said: "Then wait for us at 'Kexin'." ”

I replied, "Yes." Jumping off Chen Hua's bicycle and walking to the market.

Clear soup powder is a characteristic of Longyan Silla District, which carries the memories of countless Longyan people and is a local iconic snack. Some people say that when they arrived in Longyan, they didn't eat 'clear soup powder', which means that they didn't come, and more Longyan people went out to return to their hometowns, and the first thing they did when they returned to Longyan was not to walk into the house, but to have a bowl of 'clear soup powder' first.

After I entered junior high school, at the request of my parents, the two brothers lived in the city with my parents.

I left my bicycle in my aunt's shop, rode back to my grandparents' house for lunch at noon, and then took a bicycle back to the "ocean" with my brother in the evening. Beicheng ......, Silla District That's right, from Dongxiao, which is located in the southernmost place, every day to take a car to the northernmost position almost ten kilometers away, and you need to transfer to the north of the city - Dayang.

There are several arcades in the market, side by side in the same alley.

I, Chen Hua, Zhang Baobao, and Zhang Jianlong, are frequent visitors to one of them, because the buttons there are sensitive, the picture is clear, and it feels better to play.

The store doesn't have a name, because the game currency is printed with the word "Kexin", and customers who come to play the arcade call this store "Kexin".

The first to play arcade was Zhang Jianlong, because his home was in the market, and he began the hot-blooded "King of Fighters" martial arts in the second grade of elementary school. Zhang Baobao and Chen Hua and I only started to contact each other after entering junior high school.

In order to earn more money in the pockets of customers, the shopkeeper deliberately tore off the character introduction and gameplay strategy that were originally posted on the arcade machine, allowing customers to explore by themselves, and in the "groping", a large amount of customers' money has flowed into the owner's pocket.

Because of this, people who have played "The King of Fighters" to the best of their abilities are also unable to correctly name the names of several of the characters in it, as well as the names of the moves they played. Some are just nicknames they give to their characters by their own imagination, as well as their own naming tricks.

For example, Yagami is called a madman, Shiranui Dance is called a big milk mother, snake man, stick god, Japanese zhu, fire god, electric god, Chinese girl, drunkard, monkey......

I still vaguely remember Yagami grabbing and bloody like a madman......

Clark pounced on his opponent with that move, first with a Pegasus Meteor Punch, and then with a heavy punch to burst into blood.

The super-large electric fist of the electric god, and the big charge of grabbing people.

Vulcan's fire escape like 'Sasuke' in Naruto......

The fierceness and excitement of all kinds of great tricks, bloody and brutal, can still make people's blood boil when they think about it.

A "rookie-level" player like me only plays the "97 Enhanced Edition", because there is a "Sun God" in it that is easy to operate and has a large amount of blood to beat people, so you can choose to be at the bottom to help you pass the level easily.

When others try to challenge with coins (in fact, to grab the machine), my "protector" Zhang Jianlong will help me defeat the opponent. And Chen Hua's brother, Chen Ming, who is one year higher than us, is also a master, and he will also stand up when I am "bullied".

Of course, sometimes a good machine is taken up, and they will also help me "bully" others.

At a time when computers were not yet known and familiar in the town, "The King of Fighters 97" was undoubtedly an indispensable topic for us.

Although it was a new environment, I couldn't seem to lift my spirits, and I often sat alone in a daze. It seemed like the new school was boring, until I met someone.

At the entrance of the school is a road nearly 100 meters long and about 10 meters wide, leading directly to the main road.

As soon as you enter the school gate, the first thing you can see is a rockery more than five meters high in front of more than ten meters, there is a fountain pool under the rockery, due to the topography, a straight staircase on the left side of the rockery, and a serpentine staircase on the right winds down around the rockery. The more than ten meters straight road that has just entered the door is a piece of grass on both sides, and the route is mainly in an "X" shape. My school building is just a little past the lawn on the left side of the X-shaped road, in the upper left corner of the X-shaped road.

At noon, I walked into the school alone.

Walking into the gate of the school, just looking up, a girl came into view.

Beige casual clothes highlight the tall figure, short black hair, pure appearance, high nose bridge with small glasses, holding two books in her arms, the sun sprinkled on her fair face, like a person in the painting, so beautiful that I feel suffocated, slowly walked down the straight stairs next to the rockery, turned in the direction of the new teaching building, and disappeared in front of my eyes.

I hurried over, but I couldn't find it.

It was my first encounter with her.

There is also a local dialect here, and I speak Mandarin only when I communicate with my classmates, and only when I am facing the teacher or some students from other places.

When the teacher teaches the students, he often comes up with a few dialects that cannot be translated literally in Mandarin, which is quite distinctive, and often makes the students who are watching the excitement laugh.

I have a better interpretation of this "character" in my home.

I grew up on my little uncle's shoulders, and since I was a child, I liked to ride on his shoulders and pinch his ears to run around, and when he didn't want to, I cried and went to my grandmother to complain.

It's really hard to bring a naughty ghost like me, this little uncle who is only six years older than me.

There is a special language between us, which is a combination of Mandarin and Hakka. There are two languages in a sentence, and normal people can only understand half of them, and they can hear them in a daze.

My younger brother and I grew up communicating with my father, grandfather, grandmother and three aunts in the Longyan dialect. For my mother, my three uncles, and my grandparents, I spoke Mandarin.

This is also the main reason why my Mandarin is better than many of my classmates, and for my mother's Hakka, our two brothers also know how to listen and speak, but we are not used to speaking it, after all, we still grew up in Longyan Silla District.

Maybe it was because my uncle's Mandarin skills were not very high at the beginning, and when he couldn't fully interpret the meaning of his words, he would mix a few words of Hakka in Mandarin (especially when teaching us two brothers), and in this way, another language was born.

Khan, even sometimes, when I hear him say a word, I have to think about it for a long time, especially when he suddenly switches to Hakka dialect and some colloquialisms that I have never heard since I was a child, knowing that he is scolding, I have to ask carefully: "What does this sentence mean?" ”

My mom was even crazier, not long after I gave birth, I once had a normal husband and wife quarrel with my dad because of the problem of taking me. Dad scolded her in Longyan dialect, she didn't understand it at the time, so she went to the neighbor and asked N people to figure out what Dad scolded her.

Since then, she has worked hard to learn Longyan dialect, after several years of learning and running-in, her Longyan dialect level is decent, only occasionally there will be a small mistake, as a son, I will help correct it.

After a few years, her Longyan dialect level has been impeccable, just listening to her Longyan dialect, the locals are beyond the dust, let alone hearing that she is a foreigner, so I have always felt that my mother is a terrifying figure in this matter.

I think my mother is most proud that she can quarrel with my father in Longyan dialect, and from time to time mix a few Hakka local sayings that my father has never heard...... This can be regarded as revenge for the year!

My brother and my father and I have another language, which is an upgraded version of my uncle's special communication language, which is a combination of the three languages. (Longyan dialect, Hakka, Mandarin combination) this language can only be understood by me, my brother, my father, my mother, and my uncle and uncle.

Later, this language became the "insider" of the family.

The art teacher is a chubby man with a round face in his thirties, but his behavior is not like a man at all.

Why?

Because he speaks so ...... Sissy, squinting at people, orchid fingers, every move shows the posture of "Dongchang eunuch", naturally some people will call him this directly behind his back, but I call him by a more elegant nickname, "Panda Chubby". And this nickname became the most widely circulated name in schools later.

Don't look at him like a man, but I heard that his girlfriend is surprisingly beautiful.

(2) I don't know the situation in the class, but in (1) class, I have the best relationship with him.

The reason is simple, it is because I am satisfied with the assignments I handed in in his first class. It's really nothing for that homework, it's just a refrigerator. To be honest, I also used a ruler, maybe just because I had a good three-dimensional perception of painting, and he thought I was talented in painting. So he also took the initiative to get close to me.

Personally, he is quite approachable, likes to joke with students, and the jokes are all in moderation, and when he feels that he is too much, he will still stop and say, "Okay, okay, let's go too far, let's continue the class." ”

It wasn't until he took me to his studio and asked me if I would like to learn to draw with him.

I asked, "Teacher, do you study here after every school?" ”

"Yes, just one more lesson."

Hehe, as shrewd as I am. He asked directly, "Teacher, how much does it cost?" ”

Panda Chubby looked at me with a smile and replied, "Smart man! Twenty dollars per lesson. ”

"I have one more class after school......" I pretended to hesitate, "I'll think about it!" ”

"Okay." The panda chubby did not entangle, and said: "So be it! You can take a look in the next few days, I don't charge you tuition, just experience it, and if you think you can think about it. ”

I nodded. Follow him around his studio on the fifth floor of the complex.

The studio is mainly divided into sketching and Chinese painting.

Panda Chubby let me see for myself and see what I like.

I actually like art, painting is so-so, the previous homework belongs to sketching, so that the panda Chubby fell in love with me, but I am also very interested in Chinese painting, that day, the panda Chubby showed me the basics of Chinese painting, painting chickens......