First
When I used to read novels, Ah Chi always felt that meeting was a very beautiful word. At that time, her understanding of the word "encounter" was that two strangers crossed paths over one thing, and then something beautiful happened. Meeting someone very special may require a very unusual approach.
On the first day of high school, after reading the class list, Ah Chi squeezed through the layers of people and met the head teacher. She didn't quite understand why it would be really crowded to arrange all the homeroom teachers in the first year of high school in two classrooms, and then let the students of six classes register in one classroom.
Later, I learned that everyone was supposed to go to their respective classrooms to sign up, but the school was afraid that someone would not be able to find the classroom, so they made this intimately arrangement.
The head teacher's surname is Zhang, a single word for a country, and a middle-aged man who looks very kind and kind.
After completing the registration process, you can go home, and then you can come to the evening self-study at 6 o'clock in the evening. Ah Chi is used to this schedule, which is similar to the schedule in junior high school.
Ah Chi walked to a flower bed, and just sat down to rest for a while, she saw Shen Weiwei rushing towards her. They were in the same class in the third year of junior high school, and they were at the front and back tables, so they naturally became familiar with each other. When the school arranged to fill in the volunteers, they sat at the next table, and the volunteers were all referenced to each other.
The sense of surprise at seeing someone she knew in an unfamiliar environment was vividly expressed in Shen Weiwei, and Ah Chi felt that her eyes were glowing when she came.
After the two shared with each other the happiness of being in the same class, Shen Weibian began to share the gossip.
"I'll tell you, I've inquired, and our homeroom teacher is fierce. It's just that I didn't go to the dormitory over there just now, and then the dormitory manager aunt said that he was so fierce when she heard that our head teacher was called Zhang Yuan. Looking at the changes in Shen Weiwei's expression, Ah Chi felt that she was very talented in talking cross talk, and she really grasped the emotional changes and body language in various language environments.
"Huh? Isn't the head teacher called Zhang Guo? β
Shen Weiwei's eyes widened, "Are you sure?" It's obviously called Zhang Yuan, why did you change someone's name? β
"No, I took a special look at him when he signed it."
In the end, after Shen Weiwei pulled Ah Chi to carefully look at the head teacher column on the class placement list, Ah Chi finally determined the name of the head teacher - Zhang Yuan.
Ah Chi thought to himself, it was all because the school printed the name of the head teacher too small, and it must not be that he didn't read it too carefully. There is also a head teacher, who is good-looking when he writes well, but he is not very easy to recognize. Well, it's OK, it's definitely not its own pot.
The days after the start of school are not much new. This small county town is not that big, and many of the high school classes were classmates in junior high school.
Meet some new classmates and learn some new knowledge. This was the beginning of Ah Chi's high school life. Her table mate was a rebellious and naΓ―ve boy who often skipped school during the school year.
A week after the start of school, on a very ordinary day, after the information class, someone in the class turned on the multimedia and started to play songs.
Ah Chi played a song by the way, and she stood next to the lectern. In the midst of the music, she heard someone say, "You like this song too." β
It was a very niche song, and Ah Chi heard it from his junior high school classmates, and he liked it very much.
When she turned around, it was the girl named Qiao Yang.
"Huh?" Ah Chi was stunned, "Yes." β
The noon sun was too hot and dazzling, and the curtains next to it were drawn. The lights are on in the classrooms, but the lights on the lectern are only on during class. In the dim environment, Ah Chi felt that Qiao Yang at that time looked like he had just come back from digging coal in Africa.
It was their first encounter.
Their seats were too far apart, and according to the normal development of things, they should not have crossed paths in the future. However, there will always be things that will put the people together who should have been met.
After the start of school, Ah Chi became the section representative of the class teacher, and the class organized the decoration of the classroom at that time, and the class teacher handed over these things to the class cadres. Therefore, the squad leader actively looks for talents in all aspects in the class.
Ah Qiao contracted most of the paper-cutting because of his excellent hands-on ability, and Ah Chi contracted the job of serving tea and pouring water for Ah Qiao with his frightening hands-on ability.
"Well, what's your name? My name is Qiao Yang. "That's a very sunny girl, she is very good-looking, the kind of look of a very royal sister. Very strong work ability, I have learned the electronic piano, I like to play games, and I mix in some niche circles. In one word, it is excellent.
"Zhao Xingchi, the star of the stars, the late late." Ah Chi was not very accustomed to her enthusiasm. She likes to be silent, she likes to do quiet things, and she feels as if the other person is the opposite of her.
Because the same table was not there, Ah Chi requisitioned the table of the same table to put the materials needed to decorate the class. Aqiao will run over as soon as class and continue her paper-cutting business.
"Well, do you want to drink water?" Zhao Xingchi took her cup from Qiao Yang's table, filled it with water, and put the cup in front of Qiao Yang.
"Huh? No, no, no. β
"Is there anything you want me to help with?" Zhao Xingchi felt a little embarrassed not to work.
"Why don't you cut a flower?" Qiao Yang was also embarrassed to refuse Zhao Xingchi's kindness.
Although Zhao Xingchi told the squad leader that she had a crippled hand, how ugly can a flower look no matter how ugly it is?
After a minute, "Why don't you help me organize these materials?" Qiao Yang looked at the strange thing in front of him that seemed to be gnawed by a dog and made a suggestion to Zhao Xingchi. She felt compelled to do a little bit to protect the class's public property. Although this decoupage material is cheap, it should also be respected.
Zhao Xing was amnesty, decisively gave up his paper-cutting career, and began to organize things and chat.
"I'm going? Who cut this? How can it be so ugly? "The squad leader of the inspection work was shocked.
"It's not that ugly, is it?" Zhao Xing defended shallowly, his voice full of unconfidence.
After that day, the class leader decided not to invite Zhao Xingchi to do crafts for the class again.
Because of chatting together, Zhao Xingchi and Qiao Yang are also familiar with each other, and they will say hello after class.
During a class break, Qiao Yang was not very happy to see Zhao Xingchi, and cared for him in the spirit of caring for his classmates.
Zhao Xingchi looked up at the front, there was no one, and only after confirming that Qiao Yang would not tell others did he start complaining.
"We weren't standing in the row according to our height. Everyone was not much taller, and then I couldn't tell anything from each other, so I stood at the back and was assigned to the last row. And then don't you know my school grades? In the top five of the class. I had nothing to do at the front table, and she said I was sitting in the last row with such high grades. It's just that in that very mocking tone, I'm a little upset. But I didn't want to quarrel with her, so I was speechless. Zhao Xingchi has always been sensitive, and she is indeed a little angry.
"Don't be angry." Under Qiao Yang's persuasion, Zhao Xingchi was in a much better mood.
The people who share secrets are always a little different, and the beginning of friendship between girls is nothing more than that, eating together, going to the toilet together, taking physical education classes together, gossiping together.
The beginning of the encounter is an ordinary friendship.