Being woken up in a deep sleep, Su Hang raised his head, thinking it was Zhang Yi, but saw a middle-aged face that should have been blurred in the depths of his memory, wearing old-fashioned black-framed glasses, and his neat three-seven-minute head did not see the silver frost when he met again by chance many years later.

This is his homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher in his first year of high school, Meng Wenkang.

Su Hang, who didn't know why, was obediently pulled up by the Chinese teacher, standing in the last row of corners in the northeast of the classroom and sweeping around, the still blazing sunlight in the summer evening slanted into the small half of the classroom, in the sultry atmosphere, between the desks with book walls, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys and girls who were young and still a little immature were looking at it together, laughing, wooden, and gloating.

What a real dream!

More than 20 years later, Su Hang suddenly came to such a dream, and Su Hang thought that it was impossible for him to remember the names of these classmates again.

However, at this moment, I don't know if it is because of my sleep, the memory is inexplicably unusually clear, so clear that every time I sweep a face, a series of relevant information will more or less appear in Su Hang's brain, including the future of these classmates.

The first row of rimless glasses boy with a flat head is Tan Xiaolei, a student bully in the class, although he is a relatively small-minded guy, he dominated the first place in the class in the first year of high school, and was later admitted to Fudan, and after graduation, he entered a well-known state-owned enterprise and became an executive step by step.

The square-faced guy who is holding a Chinese textbook to block the sun and grinning at himself by the window on the left side is the squad leader Jiang Yan, who is very popular and has average grades, and failed to be admitted to university after three years and became a traffic policeman.

The short-haired girl in the second row on the left side of the aisle in front of her, with very white skin, was covering her mouth with a small hand at this time, looking very ladylike, with a pair of beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, obviously smiling. This is Tao Nuan porcelain, tall and beautiful, with an extraordinary family background, and quickly became recognized as the flower of Heyuan No. 2 Middle School after the school opened last year.

Nearby, behind the head teacher on the other side of the aisle, a fat man named Li Yifei, who was also caught sleeping in class, weighed more than 180 pounds. used to continue to be in the same class after the sophomore liberal arts and sciences division, and many years later, Li Yifei was the only one who became thinner, and unexpectedly married Xue Jing, a girl who had also been in the same class for three years.

and beside him, the same table that was picked up together, He Xinlei, who was taller than himself but worried about pimples all day long, not only had pimples on a thin face with a good foundation at this time, but also a red mark was pressed out of the corner of the book, plus a sleepy look, which was miserable. Later, the same table did not have pimples, but began to worry about life, and like himself, he became the mediocre majority of this world.

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Sweeping over these faces, Su Hang raised his eyes to look at the classroom again.

The old-fashioned building of the late 70s is surrounded by green paint with sky-high windows, the white walls are full of mottled traces of the baptism of time, and the three-leaf ceiling fan above the head is blowing hot air.

Directly in front of the classroom, behind the old-fashioned lectern is an old-fashioned blackboard, and above the blackboard, on both sides of the national flag, is a common eight-character slogan of this era.

God rewards hard work, accumulation and accumulation.

In the lower right corner of the word 'fat', there is also a cloud of black ink splashed at some point.

Su Hang's eyes were wandering, and the head teacher on the side signaled to the front of the classroom, said a few words, and he left his seat mechanically, along with He Xinlei at the same table and Li Yifei, the fat man on the other side.

As if some kind of repetition.

Su Hang came all the way to the podium and finally confirmed that this was indeed a repetition.

I remember that in the first year of high school, in the last Chinese class one afternoon near the end of the semester, the head teacher left temporarily, and everyone started self-study.

On a sweltering summer day, the young man inevitably fell asleep, accidentally fell asleep, and was caught by the returning head teacher and pulled to the podium to write the text silently.

Xunzi's "Persuasion".

The three of them didn't write it, not only were they severely trained, but they were also kept in the church, and one of them copied "Persuasion" three times before being sent home.

High......

It's already the distant 1995 year.

Thinking of this, a more precise time point popped up in Su Hang's mind, today is Tuesday, June 13, 1995.

Looking at the wooden blackboard in front of him that had been used for a long time and had peeling cracks, Su Hang recalled his recent memories.

Last night......

At ten o'clock, Zhang Yi, who was tired, came to his store, still wearing a takeaway suit.

Seeing that he was depressed and tired, Su Hang closed the store in advance, and two old men who had been mixed together since childhood, who were not brothers but like brothers, sat in a small restaurant with only four or five sets of simple tables and chairs and drank together.

Drown one's sorrows.

The reason was that Zhang Yi's machinery factory, which had worked for more than 20 years, went bankrupt in the first half of the year, so he lost his job.

Who would have thought?

Real estate, which has been in full swing for so many years, is cool when it is cool.

Under the impact of the general trend, Zhang Yi's construction machinery factory, which was only a third-rate factory, could no longer eat the dividends of the times, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.

Compared with the restlessness of Suzhou and Hangzhou in the early years, Zhang Yi has been very down-to-earth since he was a child, and was pulled by his father Zhang Hongsheng to Heyuan Machinery Factory as an apprentice during the winter and summer vacations in high school.

Heyuan Machinery Factory continued to change later, the name was changed several times, Zhang Yi stayed, once became the supervisor of the assembly workshop, and a few years ago, he used himself as an example to persuade Suzhou and Hangzhou to settle down and stop tossing.

Suzhou and Hangzhou are stable.

From the parents who suddenly found that they were so old in a blink of an eye, they took over the small restaurant that they had run for many years, and also complied with the thoughts of their elders, got married, gave birth to children, and completed the consummation that ordinary people should have. Later, they divorced, and when the children grew up to enter boarding school, Suzhou and Hangzhou became more and more distracted, and in addition to running a restaurant every day, they were reading and practicing calligraphy, and occasionally called Zhang Yi to go fishing in the upper reaches of the Sang River in the western suburbs.

Because it's really fate.

The fate of the mediocre.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi, who thought that he could retire in peace, did not expect that his life would encounter a wave.

Zhang Yi, who was middle-aged and unemployed and couldn't find a new job because of his old skills, initially took the initiative to change careers, became a fashionable delivery boy, and lobbied the lazy Suzhou and Hangzhou to also open an online business.

However, what was supposed to be a simple takeaway job did not go well.

The burden of supporting his family and the hesitation of the future made Zhang Yi, who used to drink a lot of alcohol, drink more quickly.

Started chattering.

It is said that if Heyuan Machinery Factory could be restructured earlier and enter the field of construction machinery in advance, instead of procrastinating until after 2001, even if it is not as good as Sany and XCMG, it will definitely be able to go further and not fall down so easily.

Said that I don't know what to do next, both children are in school, and the parents are not in good health, so they are under a lot of pressure.

said that the broken car at home had not been driven for half a year, and he was worried that the engine would be rusty, so he had to turn it idle for a while every week. I consulted the car dealer, but the price was too low, and the couple was reluctant.

Actually, I don't want to sell it, and the last bit is decent.

Said I regretted it.

I regret that I didn't toss with Su Hang back then, and I broke through the world, the south and the north, and the brothers worked together, maybe they could make some fame, and they wouldn't end up now.

What is the use of being down-to-earth and diligent for so many years?

As he spoke, he cried.

took Su Hang by the hand, pulled his throat, and shouted with tears in his eyes, 'When people reach middle age, everything will rest'.

Everything is over.

said that even if you are reincarnated as a cow or a horse in the next life, you will not be a poor person. In the past, poverty was only poverty, but then poverty became a disease, and then poverty became a sin.

also talked about Gan Xin.

said that he finally understood Gan Xin.

If you live, you can't be too willing, otherwise, it's better to die early and count the ball.

Su Hang, who was also drunk and drowsy, just listened, and let Zhang Yi on the other side hold one of his arms until he gradually fell on the table.

The other hand holds a cigarette.

In the smoke, I also remembered a lot of the past that I didn't want to think about before.

Dropping out of high school in the third year of high school.

At first, I went south to work, with a salary of three or five hundred, and worked for a year and a half.

Afterward......

Later, there were many, sold clothes, worked as a salesman, ran through freight, poured agricultural products, and even been deceived into doing pyramid schemes, and at the worst time, he was cheated by hundreds of thousands, and the most wonderful thing was that he was the head of a group in a film and television city in the south, and it was also at that time that he met Gan Xin, who had already shown his face in several film and television dramas and dreamed of becoming a big star.

Two frustrated people briefly warm each other.

Nothing to talk about.

I remember once mentioning the name of Su Hang on a roadside stall.

There is heaven above, and Suzhou and Hangzhou below.

Parents named their son according to this saying, and they have been running for so many years, but they have never been to any of the 'Suzhou and Hangzhou'.

Gan Xin said that when the time comes, call her and see the scenery together.

I still haven't been there.

He returned to his hometown on the banks of the Yellow River in Central Plains Province and accepted his doomed mediocrity.

Occasionally look back on the past.

has no culture, a low starting point, few connections, and the selection is not a profession that can make people rich and expensive, so it's strange that they can get ahead.

After settling down and starting to read, I realized that I had missed a lot, the turbulent times, and so many opportunities, however, I was limited to the vision of a high school dropout, and I couldn't grasp it.

When the horizon is broadened, the times are different.

A cigarette in his hand was lit to the end, and Su Hang seemed to see a girl in red walking into his shop for the last time.

It was a hot summer afternoon, and Gan Xin, who had not been seen for a long time, was like a blooming peony. Entered the store, didn't eat, just drank a bottle of beer, said something, and left.

Gone forever.

There were a lot of things he said that day, and in his drunkenness, Su Hang only remembered one of them, a girl named Gan Xin said viciously: "I am unwilling." ”

Who can be willing?

The heart is like water, there is no desire, no desire...... It's just 'unbelievable'.

The smoke cleared.

The last memory of Suzhou and Hangzhou is that the city streets are clean but few against the backdrop of the street lamps outside the glass door late at night.

The immersed mind turned to shatter as the sound in his ears turned to pieces.

Meng Wenkang, the head teacher, appeared on his left hand, with a tense expression, but his tone was still unhurried: "Xunzi's "Persuasion", you two, one person and one paragraph, Suzhou and Hangzhou, you start from 'green, take it from blue', He Xinlei, 'I taste all day long and think', Li Yifei, 'Accumulate soil into a mountain, wind and rain prosper'." ”

Why haven't you woken up yet?

Su Hang, who felt that he must be dreaming, turned his head to look at the head teacher in his memory, and thought with some distress.

The other two turned their heads to get chalk on the lectern, Su Hang paused, and had to turn around, twist one from the chalk box, and inadvertently look up.

This picture reminds Su Hang of a trip to Yunnan, in the forest after the rain, the mushrooms that probe the brain.

is no longer a shy and shy ignorant teenager, Su Hang did not have the embarrassment of being watched by the onlookers, but found it interesting.

Little ones, watch the excitement, huh?

Good.

Let Uncle pack one for you!