Chapter 3: Poetry and Distance

All morning, there was no class from the head teacher, Lao Yao, so Xiao Yao was basically in the fugue.

It's not because he's thinking about the lottery ticket in his pocket, the daughter in the mirror and the wife of the seven girls in the city, after all, he didn't listen to much lectures before.

In Chinese and history and politics, you can get high scores without listening, and you can't understand English and mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Therefore, when Xiao Yao was awake, he spent most of his time flipping through "Ripples on the Sea of Dirac" borrowed from the library.

…… Sure enough, I still can't see it today.

Xiao Yao sighed, closed the novel hidden in the English textbook, and stuffed it into the belly of the table.

Since Shen Tianyun's surname was Shen, when he asked her mother's name, he didn't expect to hear a name other than the beginning of the word "Shen".

However, when the name "Shen Jie", which he had never heard before, appeared, Xiao Yao still felt a sense of loss.

His eyes fell on the empty seat in front of him by the door.

"That," during recess, Xiao Yao stretched his waist and walked to the empty seat: "Yu Luying didn't come today?" ”

Yu Luying's tablemate looked up at him: "She is sick and has asked for leave to go to the hospital." ”

When asked for details, the man was unaware.

Xiao Yao returned to his place and slept until noon, until the unusual silence around him woke him up.

The right arm that was used as a pillow was sore, and his stomach was bulging, full of air that he had accidentally swallowed while sleeping.

He expelled them with ease, and then felt a dull ache in the lower part of his lower abdomen - could it be that he was sleeping cold?

Dragging his numb right foot, he ate in the cafeteria with the bear and walked to the library as usual.

This is Xiao Yao's favorite place to visit, and he likes the quietness hereβ€”after all, there are no girls who chatter and gossip about strange things, only the unique aroma of old paper mixed with ink.

Every time I come to the library, I feel like I'm home.

"Great talent, look at it so fast?" The librarian was a lean aunt in her early 50s, and her eyes were full of love: "You borrowed this copy of "Ripples on the Sea of Dirac" the day before yesterday, right?" ”

"yes, look fast. Teacher Yu, have you published any new books lately? ”

"Not yet, but the "Science Fiction Emperor" and "Poetry Magazine" you ordered have arrived." Teacher Yu leaned down and took out two magazines and handed them to Xiao Yao.

If there are still a lot of subscribers to "The Emperor of Science Fiction", there are only two subscribers to "Poetry Magazine" in the whole school. One is Xiao Yao himself, and the other is ......

"There's another copy, can you please bring it to you Ban Yu Luying?" Teacher Yu thought about it and took out another "Poetry Magazine".

-- Dividing line --

Around the same time.

5 km away.

In a classroom in the city's seven girls' middle school.

Two girls were chattering in their seats, a chubby girl standing by the window whispering the latest cartoons to her companions, and two girls lying on the table to recuperate, while the entertainment committee member with glasses and braids was publishing a blackboard newspaper.

The windows are bright and the sun is shining, and the blooming magnolia flowers flutter in the warm wind, casting shadows on the seats in the front row of the classroom.

In the seat, a small girl is struggling to write.

This girl has a long double ponytail, and her eyes are surprisingly large, as if they have come out of an anime, and they are as clear as crystals immersed in water, but the corners of her eyes are slightly charming because they are slightly raised. The pure pupils and the bewitching eyes are wonderfully blended into a very beautiful style, and the thin lips are as light as water.

It looks like the school uniform of the city's seventh girls' middle school, with a red and blue checkered pleated skirt just reaching the knee, a plain shirt and a bow tie of the same color as the skirt, and dark socks and black leather shoes on the feet - but there is no common sense of incongruity when the school uniform is on the upper body: the shirt material is white, soft and impermeable, the neckline and cuffs are all close-fitting, and the clever design of the skirt waist is a good modification of the height defect.

"Jie'er," the tablemate smiled and pulled the pen from her hand, "Are you still working hard?" Go, go out for a walk with me. ”

Shen Jie shook her head: "The final exam is coming soon, I have to ......"

"Cramming?"

"Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light." Shen Jie smiled and pulled the pen back from the hand of the same table: "Be good, I'll go out with you after the exam, ah." ”

At this time, a loud sound was heard on the radio in the upper right corner of the classroom, followed by a burst of melodious music.

Ah, yes, there's a Campus Voice radio station every Friday.

"Youth is a flower, gorgeous and colorful. Youth is a cloud, free and easy. Youth, with colorful caprice, the ballad of youth is the most beautiful. Dear Teachers and Students: Hello everyone! Welcome everyone to listen to the "Voice of Campus" radio on time, I am Zhu Nan, I am Wang Yuqing. ”

Shen Jie shook her head and considered going to the library to continue brushing the questions.

"Today's broadcast is a bit special, a boy from outside the school asked us to order a song for one of his classmates at school."

"Oh, really?"

The song ordered by the boy who did not want to be named is "Our Love", which is also a very familiar and popular song. His message was, Shen Jie, a student in the second (third) class of high school, I have been silently paying attention to you, can you please take a look at me? ”

The classmates cheered for Shen Jie together.

"Huh?" It took a few seconds for Shen Jie to react, smiled and bent her hand with her classmates, and put down the pen in her hand.

She crossed the backs of her hands over her desk, and listened intently.

I remember a vague childhood

Clouds float in the blue sky

At that time, you said you wanted to hold hands with me

Walk to the end of time together

……

At the end of the song, Shen Jie picked up the pen again.

"You're still so ritualistic." The table coke her and teased.

"It's just a sign of respect for the kindness of others." Shen Jie replied without raising her head while doing the question.

"I know that every letter that a man writes to you, you will read it carefully, and then write a letter to express your gratitude and then refuse," said the tablemate, "but you don't have to be polite to anyone." This guy is a fake pervert at all, huh? ”

Shen Jie smiled helplessly: "It's really a little troublesome. ”

"It's been more than a month, I've been writing to you every now and then, calling you, and now it's broadcasting, but I don't even tell you who he is. I've been silently watching you, please take a look at him, please, he doesn't dare to show up, how do you want to look at him? The same table said indignantly: "If it were me, I would be scared to death." Jie'er, you'd better let your bodyguards follow you more recently. ”

"Okay, how can we have any bodyguards in our family," Shen Jie said indifferently: "Anla, An, how can I say that I am also the vice president of the karate club of this school, and the average little hooligan is not afraid." ”

Although she was playing like this with her classmates, Shen Jie's heart was still clouded.

The suitors who came before were all decent people who did not change their names or changed their surnames.

Even if there is something that he can't figure out, he can also have a target and help him be decent.

Now this one, approaching step by step but always refusing to show up, it is always not a way to prevent thieves for a thousand days.