Chapter 1 Uncle Li, I'm hungry
Sunshine, tardiness, playground, back......
After class, hallway, commissary, crush......
Peeking, sideways, looking at each other, dodging......
Heartbeat, evening self-study, sunset, three-year ......
Qing Yun, who was sitting at the desk, looked at everything in the classroom, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
About the years of youth, the flashes of light kept flashing in his heart.
However, the reminder "There are only 71 days left before the college entrance examination" written on the blackboard in front of the classroom made him feel a little melancholy.
Lying on the table and taking a nap is back to 20 years ago, and I am afraid this is the easiest rebirth ever.
It's a pity, how nice it would be to be reborn two years earlier and go through a full high school.
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he shook his head to focus on the desk in front of him.
People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, so don't be too hypocritical.
Looking at the test paper in front of him, he knew that today was March 27, 2003, even if there was no countdown prompt on the blackboard.
This day......
How can you forget?
I remember it so firmly, not because of how memorable the questions of the second diagnosis mock exam before the college entrance examination are at this moment.
How can people's memory be so strong, and the questions of the test papers have long been forgotten.
It's because what will happen in this classroom will make his life fall for twenty years, but he can't extricate himself.
Qingyun subconsciously turned his head to look at the right side of his seat.
The seat on the right-hand side was about two meters away from him, but there was no one in between.
After all, it is a second-level exam, which is completely compared to the college entrance examination, whether it is the test questions or the layout of the examination room.
Even in order to simulate the scene of the college entrance examination to the greatest extent, there are two invigilators in the classroom.
Even the mobile invigilators outside the classrooms are personally led by the school leaders.
What made Qingyun twist his neck was not the answer.
It's people.
In other words, he simply wanted to appreciate the youthful beauty of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl again.
All right!
Go to your sister's leftover men and women blind date bureau!
God knows if it's a pick-up or a soul ring!
Back twenty years ago, Lao Tzu, the toad, was going to desecrate the noble white swan!
The seat that Qingyun looked at was by the window, facing the playground, and a shadow was sitting upright.
At a distance of nearly two meters, it would be a ghost to say that there was something fragrant.
He rubbed his nose, just to cover up his voyeurism.
From the perspective of appreciating beauty, adult souls who have experienced thousands of sails have become accustomed to going from the bottom to the top.
Children look at their faces first.
Adults will look at the legs first.
However, Qingyun still looked into the girl's eyes first.
The girl was carefully examining without squinting.
The corners of Qingyun's mouth curled up involuntarily, and his eyes began to appreciate it unbridledly.
There is really nothing to see about the cookie-cutter school uniforms, and the only thing that students can show their personality in the clothes is shoes.
A pair of little white shoes is very ordinary and unassuming, but in the eyes of a 38-year-old soul, it is clear.
The MLB with dark lines on a white background is rotten after twenty years, but it is low-key enough in this era when Adinike is still worshiped by young people.
After all, this is a brand that was created only a few years ago, and it is not sold in China at all.
And the delicate touch of ivory halo between the little white shoes and the blue school pants made the 18-year-old's body breathe a little fast.
She turns me onοΌ
It only takes a split second to learn badly.
Under the pollution of the 38-year-old soul, the 18-year-old body instantly understood the meaning of the word 'amorous'.
The man is a teenager until death, and the 38-year-old soul and the 18-year-old body reach a consensus at this moment and merge together.
The wide spring school uniform hides the girl's graceful curves.
But it doesn't matter.
Glasses-free 3D modeling is an innate talent for people, especially men.
Academically, in his book "Public Opinion", Li Manpu believes that for the vast majority of people, the world outside the body is actually "untouchable, invisible, and inconceivable", but people can select and reorganize the objective environment in their minds to generate a mimic environment.
Before he was reborn, Qingyun was a professor.
Although most of the time, he was in the last university with the last students in the underworld.
But this does not prevent him from using an academic eye to carry out the necessary modeling.
A girl from a well-to-do family, she is elegant and impeccable in her sitting posture, and her writing posture with a straight waist is like a textbook standard.
Well......
In Qingyun's opinion, it doesn't seem to be so perfect.
The standard posture requires a punch in the chest off the table, which is obviously a bit difficult for the girl.
Fortunately, the desk has been newly replaced in the past two years, and the pressure bearing capacity is good.
There are three realms in life, but there are ten realms in appreciating small day art films.
Obviously, after decades of cultivation by hundreds of masters, Qingyun's eye of deconstruction has been completed.
Everything in nature, after decomposition, transformation, and recombination, will form a variety of scenes!
Looking up at the starry sky, seeing the stars, spelling out many prosperous beauty, or sitting, or lying, or slightly blushing......
Appreciating calligraphy, like a female body swinging, or rapid or slow, the pen turns, as if the position is changed, dizzying......
Spring insects and autumn sounds, all of them are shallow singing and crooning;
Summer and winter snow, when can't the artillery fire?
At this time, no woman can not be superior, no superior is superior, and she has broken through the 'escaped one' and reached the realm of a generation of grandmasters who have entered the realm of transcendent sainthood!
Qingyun took a breath, interrupted the red dust experience, and continued to move his gaze upward.
After all, the sweatpants-like school pants on my body are ugly, but they are full of elasticity.
The second diagnosis is a hard test.
But if you take the test, you can't say anywhere.
The girl's long neck was lined with thick black shoulder-length hair, like a black waterfall pinned to the back of her head by a small burgundy hairpin.
In the backlight, the golden hair tips swaying slightly in the wind under the oblique light of the warm spring sun are the softness in the hearts of countless men when they dream back at midnight many years later.
The two "knocks" from the table made Qingyun forced to withdraw his gaze, and what he looked up to see was the angry and meaningful eyes of the invigilator.
has lived for almost 40 years, how can Qingyun not know the meaning in the teacher's eyes.
He smiled, picked up his roll and handed it to the front, "Uncle Li, hand in the roll." β
Uncle Li, Li Fangping, a math teacher, is also his homeroom teacher.
On the campus of middle school, "old class", "class leader", and "old X" are the unified names of students for class teachers.
But Li Fangping, who loves to mingle with students, chose the title of 'Uncle Li' at the beginning of his first year of high school, saying that this was the case in the previous sessions.
It wasn't until the Spring Festival in 2005 that this bandit name was changed because of a movie.
Looking at the test paper in front of him and the smile on the young man's face, Li Fangping's heart was a little blocked, and the gradually brewing emotions were broken by Qingyun's sudden move.
The boy in front of him is the first in the grade, and he is also his pride.
It's just that it used to be.
After entering the third year of high school, Qingyun's grades declined steadily, and the total score of each monthly exam dropped by more than ten points.
In the last monthly exam, his total score was already more than 200 in his grade.
It is worthy of sitting in the first place in the class of this base class where students are gathered.
If Qingyun was not a rural targeted poverty alleviation student, if it weren't for that pathetic experience, it is estimated that he would have been kicked out of this class two months ago.
Li Fangping knew the reason for Qingyun's declining grades.
When the adopter dies and the unscrupulous village cadres fail to receive the pension, they want to take back the homestead and fields on the grounds that there are no adoption procedures.
A penniless 17-year-old boy is facing a lawsuit with a lot of money, and it is strange that he can settle down and study.
Although the situation was quickly dealt with with with the intervention of the school, the lengthy judicial process would continue to take Qingyun's energy into account.
In the third year of high school, he sailed against the current, and if he didn't advance, he would retreat, and Li Fangping could only be in a hurry.
Fortunately, as time goes by, Qingyun's state still shows signs of recovery.
Just when Li Fangping breathed a sigh of relief for Qingyun, the look in Qingyun's eyes that looked at the girl just now made him really angry.
Young Mu Shaoai, human nature.
But now you, what qualifications do you have!
A burst of hatred came to his heart, and Li Fangping took a deep breath before he slowly whispered, "There are still ten or so minutes, and you won't check again?" β
Qingyun shook his head, "Uncle Li, I'm hungry and a little dizzy. β
Li Fangping's neck twitched when he heard this, and he took two deep breaths before holding back his anger.
He knew that the kid in front of him did have a problem with low blood sugar, but ......
That's it, that's it.
Love at a glance.
Li Fangping frowned and took the test paper, a depression came out of his nose, and after taking a deep look at Qingyun, he reluctantly walked back to the blackboard and sat down.
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Qingyun's early submission caused some commotion in the classroom.
Most of the students who can stay in the base class are naturally top students with several brushes.
Especially in this examination room, the people who stay here are all in the top 30 of the student number.
High school is not a compulsory education stage, and I don't care about anyone's face.
The student number is the ranking of the grades at the time of the class.
If there are no major surprises, they are in the top 30 of their grade this time.
Well......
Except for Qingyun.
He was the biggest surprise.
The vast majority of people in the examination room have already completed the test papers.
It's just that because of the special exam of "second diagnosis", the head teacher didn't submit the paper in advance.
It's just that what they didn't expect was that Qingyun, the penultimate one, handed in the papers ahead of schedule, which made the kings feel a little unfair.
But it's more of a puzzle about his unreasonable behavior at the moment.
How dare he?
Compared with the children who are fed by excellent educational resources in the city, Qingyun, who was born in the countryside, is obviously more talented.
Importantly, more mature.
Therefore, it is impossible for him not to know the importance of the second diagnosis.
Especially the importance for him.
As a competition student, Qingyun not only missed last year's high school math competition because of family matters and lost the qualification for the guarantee, but also missed the precious first round of review.
For competition students who fail to play the game, it takes time to adjust from the specialization mode of the first and second years of high school to the total score mode of the college entrance examination.
What's more, Qingyun wasted most of his time?
Every exam is a very important reference for his revision.
So, why is the early submission now?
Everyone was puzzled, and their eyes began to meet in the classroom.
As for checking the test papers, they had long forgotten about it.
After all, for this group of college entrance examination students who reward themselves with a set of papers when they are happy, if the exam papers except for the competition can reflect their mistakes, then they are really depraved.
Or gossip is more suitable for them.
Li Fangping slowly stood up from his chair and looked at the students in the audience with expressionless faces.
Everyone chuckled in their hearts, and after scolding Qingyun secretly, they buried their heads and did their own things.
If the people are big, they will be punished for this little thing, write a review, and invite parents, and they will be ashamed.
Li Fangping, who was looking at the examination room, was also helpless.
As the head teacher, he knows very well that the children below are not focused on the inspection at all, and they are all not doing their jobs.
There are those who practice calligraphy.
There is one who sleeps.
Empty-eyed and daze abound.
It's just that none of them have seriously checked.
In fact, he also thinks that the second examination may be of great benefit to ordinary children, which can reflect the weakness of learning and strengthen the pertinence of the subsequent dozens of days of review.
But for the group of children in front of them, it is not so important.
The competition students have already gone ashore at this moment, and they do not need to take the second medical examination.
The classroom was full of college entrance examination students.
It's not accurate to say this, the vast majority of the college entrance examination candidates in front of them are actually competition students.
It's just that he is a competition student who stops losses in time after failing in the national competition.
But even if the competition is born to make these rolls after failing in the national competition, it is a dimensionality reduction blow.
With the expansion of the university's enrollment, the difficulty of the college entrance examination is getting lower and lower, and the test papers are becoming less and less challenging.
The level of the score can no longer distinguish the level of the student, but the proficiency and meticulousness.
Now he suppressed this group of bear children to stay in the examination room obediently, just to implement the spirit of the school leader's instructions and not to put too much pressure on the students in the ordinary class.
After all, the remarks of the gang of subordinates who forced the king, the students in the ordinary class were very depressed when they heard it.
Fortunately, these children are still obedient and give face, and sit honestly.
Glancing at the sophomore class teacher sitting at the back of the classroom, Li Fangping also reacted.
Qingyun will submit the paper in advance.
It is estimated that the kid also saw that he was ready to reprimand him for his careful thoughts, and slipped away in advance for everyone's face.
It is not surprising that this child, who has always been mature, has this way of dealing with the situation coldly.
But emotionally ......
Alas!
It seems to be understandable.
Li Fangping, who was also born in the countryside, knows very well that in the countryside, Qingyun has only had this thought until now, and it is very late.
Fortunately, there are not many days before the college entrance examination, and that kid has always been smart and sensible, so he shouldn't do stupid things.
Just when he felt better, Li Fangping's pupils shrank again and frowned.
What made Li Fangping frown was the girl with a burgundy hairpin by the window.
A pair of autumn water cut-outs that can make the teenagers blush and heartbeat are looking out the window in the direction of a daze.
Li Fangping, who was quietly pacing over, stood behind the girl, and looked in the direction of his gaze, and Qingyun's departing figure was gradually disappearing.
He gasped.
No way......
This......
Isn't it unrequited love?
It's almost the college entrance examination, come and go to this set in both directions?
Can't bear it anymore?
Just as Li Fangping gritted her teeth and stepped forward, about to knock on the table to remind her, the girl stood up with her test paper.
"Uncle Li, hand in the papers."
A soft, soft voice rang out in the classroom.