75, Long Aotian is his childhood sweetheart 1
Knowing that he was desperately shouting in the trees, it brought a touch of noise to the already hot summer.
Layers of scorching heat evaporated from the small playground land, setting off the simple teaching building, which seemed to be sparkling and dizzy.
In the classroom, there is the sound of reading aloud, no matter how impatient the weather is, hearing these crisp and powerful juvenile voices will always make people feel shocked and sweep away thousands of tiredness.
Not long after, the school bell rang, and the plainly dressed children happily walked out of the classroom. There was only one person, lying on the desk with a sleepy face.
Seeing this, the teacher in front of the podium shook his head helplessly and sighed, and before leaving the classroom, he glanced at the followers behind him, and could only wake up loudly the teenager who turned his head and wanted to go back to sleep.
"He Qian, today is your duty, remember to turn off the lights and windows after sweeping the floor."
The young man finally woke up from his sleep, he pulled the fluffy hair from sleep, and pulled the hair curtain to the back of his head, revealing a smooth forehead and delicate facial features.
The eyes were like clouds and misty stars, with sleepy and hazy water vapor, deep and beautiful, but the expression was very skinny, the corners of the mouth were curled, and the fingertips touched the forehead and saluted, "Gauntlet, promise to complete the task, you go well." ”
The young man is very handsome and white, with a few red hairs on his sideburns and a black diamond stud earring, which adds a little unruly taste. But this kind of dress is a little out of place with this too simple school.
The middle-aged teacher wanted to roll his eyes, but he never thought of taking off the burden of being a teacher's character since he hung it up, so he finally endured it, closed and locked the window with his hand, and quickly left the classroom.
The classroom was completely empty, and He Zhen seemed to be liberated, leaning back, putting his feet on the desk, and humming a little song.
The photographer in the back couldn't hold back after all, and reminded him loudly, "Clean up!" ”
He Zhi shook his feet and said slowly: "I know, I know, I will clean it, don't worry!" ”
The photographer was helpless, saying that He Zhi was a thorn, but every time he was a very cooperative gesture, so that they couldn't pick the thorns, but said that he was doing it, and he perfectly expressed what it is.
It wasn't until the sun was about to completely set in the mountains that a thin figure with a ponytail flashed past the window, and He Zhi jumped up and rushed to the door like an arrow, grabbing the dangling ponytail.
To his surprise, however, his hand clawed empty.
The little girl with a ponytail flashed her head to the side.
He Zhen frowned, and in the next second, he shook his body with his high legs, and directly blocked the ponytail girl on his chest.
Lu Wei was rummaging through the memories of distraction, and when she looked up, she saw a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a white face. She and the other party were stunned at the same time.
"Little girl, why didn't you hit my brother's chest?"
Wow, fifteen years old, fifty greasy!
Lu Wei, who was forced to be a master all her life in the previous life, subconsciously pulled out the rolls in her backpack and stuffed them into He Qian's arms, "Brush up more questions to make up for your brain." ”
Burst!
The followers behind all laughed.
He Qian's face darkened, after all, he was young and vigorous, he reached out and pinched Lu Wei's thin little face at once, "Come with my brother?" Come here, clean up. ”
The tone is threatening, but the expression is smiling.
Lu Wei glanced at him and said coldly, "You let go first." ”
He Zhen thought that she had compromised again, let go happily, turned around and left, "Hurry up, it will be dark if you don't clean up again." ”
He didn't notice a circle of fingerprints on the girl's dark face, and he didn't care how his actions bothered others, but all this was completely recorded by the camera.
Not long after Lu Wei woke up, he hadn't checked his distracted memory, and he didn't have any familiarity with the person in front of him, and he saw that he was followed by two adults carrying photographic equipment, and he was even more reluctant to make more contact, but when he followed the young man to the door of the classroom, he kicked him in the leg socket.
He Zhi suddenly knelt down.
The thud was so loud that even the photographer could feel the pain of his knee hitting the lime floor.
He Zhen immediately screamed in pain, if it weren't for the man's tears and not flicking, his tears would have come down.
But now he couldn't care less, because the sound of the door closing and locking came one after another.
He turned around and sat on the ground in embarrassment, just in time to see Lu Wei carrying the key in the corridor from the window.
He Zhen's star-like eyes widened, and the curse words stopped abruptly and were replaced with, "You...... What are you doing...... No! ”
The last two words fell, but I saw the thin girl throw the key back with an expressionless face, and a parabolic body broke through the window and fell.
The window at the back was facing the weedy behind the school, and the door could not be opened, so I had to climb through the window. The windows of the classrooms are more than half a person above the ground, and people with knee pain can't climb over it.
The main thing is that he wants face......
"Ahh You yellow-haired girl, I have to kill you when I go back! ”
The unruly boy turned into a fire-breathing dragon, and spit out evil words and evil words, but unfortunately, the person concerned had already left the school building.
The photographer deliberately took a picture of the girl facing the sunset and walking out of school slowly.
Although the back is not tall, it exudes a kingly atmosphere of 'don't touch porcelain Laozi'.
Lu Wei searched for her memory, found her worn-out 28 bicycle at the school gate, stretched her legs, and finally rode home the bicycle that rang everywhere except the bell.
Looking at the closed door, Lu Wei let out a faint sigh.
After decades of happiness, once returned to the pre-liberation period.
On the whole, the village where the distraction is located is not wealthy, and there is barely electricity, but the lights in each house are not bright enough, but there are lights flickering in every room. And the distracted family only pressed a small light in the kitchen.
However, there are a lot of equipment in the yard, which are messily placed aside. The people in the program team had already started the meal, and when they saw her coming back, a few people quickly finished the meal, began to debug the equipment, and waited to replace the photographers who had followed He Qian for a day.
Lu Wei only glanced at them and went into the kitchen.
Her parents who were distracted by the accident of migrant workers died when she was ten years old, and her grandfather fell ill when he went to the city to ask for an explanation, and all the money from the compensation was used to treat the illness, and no one was gone in two years.
Distracted and barely survived with the remaining money, but fortunately her family had a field, and the villagers helped her rent it out, so at least there was no problem in finishing school.
The village chief saw that he was distracted and well-behaved and good at studying, and when the program team contacted him, he immediately thought of distraction.
After all, she can get a lot of money during the filming, and for others, she may not have to worry about eating and drinking for a year when she gets this money, but for distraction, this money is enough for her to save money to go to college.
The village chief believes that if he is distracted, he should be able to become the first baby in the village to be admitted to university. He didn't expect that he was admitted to the university because of his distraction, but he never returned to this small village.
Distraction died outside, died on other people's ridiculous jealousy.