Last night, everyone shouted happily and had a good time, but the next morning they were kicked out of the class by the head teacher, carrying brooms, garbage clips, and garbage bags, facing the north wind of hunting, and looking at each other on the playground. After a few seconds, he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I'm really convinced, last night our class only played fairy sticks."

"The protests didn't work, but they were kicked out."

“……”

Today is New Year's Day, there is a New Year's Day show in the afternoon, and the playground must be cleaned.

Although the grievances are heavy, the efficiency is still very high, and the cleaning is done before the end of the morning self-study, and they go back with the cleaning tools. The cold wind is cold, like a blade to the person, the cold is cold, but it is not without benefits, come out and walk around, the chaotic brain is woken up by the old north wind.

Sang You's mind was extremely clear when she returned to class, but within a few minutes of the first math class, she felt that her head weighed a thousand pounds, and her spirit and body were gradually separated.

The brain says, don't sleep! Dare to sleep in math class?!

The body says, I'm sorry! If you don't sleep again, you're going to die!!

The soul flies in the sky, and man chases after him on the earth.

Slept.

I slept guilty about it.

I opened my eyes for a while, and then I opened them again, but time always passed slowly and was torturous. As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Sang You lay down with peace of mind. Recently, it may have really entered the winter, and the dormant physique was stimulated, and when Sang You woke up halfway, he found that most of the people in the class had fallen down, and the whole classroom was silent, with occasional cold winds blowing, cold and gloomy.

This morning's class schedule is toxic — math, history, politics, languages.

Every class was a good night's sleep, and the Wensu class was like an evil spirit, pouring from the first class to the fourth class, like the wheat that had been harvested in the autumn harvest season, and a few tenacious ones struggled to straighten up, but as soon as the wind blew, it fell more thoroughly.

The fourth period was Teacher Yang's class, she glanced at the class that had already killed more than half of the class, and said with a smile: "Surprise me, you are all about to sleep out of the morgue atmosphere, come on, all straighten up, let's have some fun today." ”

The class gradually woke up, and saw Teacher Yang turn around and write two words on the blackboard: compassion.

"Brainstorming today is an accumulation of composition materials for you." Teacher Yang began, "Talking about these two words, you may think of Du Fu's 'There are thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy.'" You will think of Meng Ke's saying that 'if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will be good to the world', or you will think of what Ma Yifu, a master of modern Confucianism, wrote, 'I have known the world, and I still pity the grass and trees'. ”

What came to mind when you saw these two words? Speak freely, don't be limited to these two words, this is just your starting point, 360 degrees of free divergence, talk about anything. ”

"Okay, come, students who have ideas stand up and say it themselves."

The Wensu class sometimes plays this kind of game, and Mr. Yang strives to diverge the students' thinking to the greatest extent, paying attention to logic, courage, and literary skills.

It is not only a confrontation and collision of ideas, but also an exchange of ideas.

A girl stood up: "At first, I thought that compassion was to give sympathy and help to others when they were suffering, but later, I saw a sentence that Mo Yan said, he said that compassion is not a simple charity, but an understanding of people. Only compassion, which is based on understanding, does not appear cheap, pale, and false. ”

"Compassion refers to having an empathetic emotion for human suffering, a kind of broad love, which is innate to human beings, and it is a high-level emotion."

As soon as the words ended, someone stood up and retorted: "Sometimes I think compassion is illusory, it is based on understanding, it is based on empathy, but who can truly understand? Do you truly empathize? Lu Xun said, people's joys and sorrows are not the same, you know my name, but you don't know my story, you just heard my behavior, but you don't know what I experienced. ”

“……”

Sang You rubbed his face and listened while drinking water, but he really didn't expect that from the third sentence, the topic would be off. The brainstorming continues, and the topics involved are becoming more and more diverse, with a series of words such as crocodile tears, the banality of evil, the information cocoon, and the Shawshank redemption.

Her brain exploded when she heard it.

"Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, you have to think about others if you want to do it to others, there will always be some people in the name of love, standing on the commanding heights to guide the country. This is vividly reflected in the Chinese parents, who try to eliminate all barriers with love, and try to impose their own value pursuit on their children, as if someone must complete what they can't accomplish. ”

"This phenomenon is widespread, and it is time to think about the deep reasons behind it." Teacher Yang commented, "I suddenly want to ask you, one person, two people, a group of people, a large number of people, they are all doing the same thing, is this right or wrong?" What should we be thinking about? Or the people who do it? ”

Sang You thought with his chin propped up.

When you think about things, you see the superficial causes, and when you think about the psychological motivations of people who do it together, you will see the deep causes.

She suddenly thought of a sentence out of place, is quantity justice?

The answer, of course, is not.

Her thoughts gradually became clearer, and when she looked up, she met Teacher Yang's gaze, and at that moment, she had an inexplicable premonition, and sure enough, she heard her say in the next second: "Does Sang You have any ideas?" ”

Sang You stood up and couldn't help but think, could it be that the eyes in which he wanted to speak were too eager?

"When a group of people are doing the same thing, it doesn't matter whether that thing is right or wrong, because most things will have two sides, and it is difficult to judge whether it is right or wrong. What I want to talk about is the psychology of that group of people, do they know what they're doing? Or are they active or passive? ”

"People seem to have the mentality of following the herd, and those who question loudly and find another way are only a minority. When you see people around you doing something, even if the onlookers don't approve of it, you will still be dragged in and become a participant. ”

"People are often willing to leave something behind and find that sense of belonging that makes them feel safe as a way to prove that they fit together."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone stood up, as if agreeing with Sang You's point of view, citing examples such as school bullying and cyber violence to improve.

The free class always passed quickly, and after the class bell rang, Sang You went around to the back row to look for Lin Qiaoyan, and happened to hear a girl chattering with her tablemate.

"What's it for? She really understands the truth, but she doesn't like Zhou Yan yet, a freshman in high school who has just started, how much does she know about others? I like it too casually. ”

This is the second time Sang You has taken a serious look at this face.

She was still very polite, and waited for the person to finish her words before she spoke: "Hey." ”

The girl jerked her head back, as if startled.

Sang You asked, "How much do you know about Zhou Yan?" I take the liberty to ask, have you spoken to Zhou Yan? Does he take care of you? ”

"I ......"

"If you like it, chase it, there's no need to talk about me behind my back, and I didn't stop you."

"The only thing you have a good eye for is that you like Zhou Yan." Sang You smiled and said cruelly, "After all, the stars who are chasing are all collapsed." ”

This is simply a 10,000-point critical hit for a star-chasing girl, a devastating damage.

Sang You and Lin Qiaoyan went out from the back door, and they heard all kinds of voices coming from behind, including the girl's swearing, her little sister's comfort, and one or two yin and yang weird 'so awesome' and 'so dragging'.

Sang You said in a low voice: "A group of fools who only dare to talk nonsense behind their backs. ”

I can't even let out a fart in front of me.

She had a pure face and spit out such a sentence expressionlessly, Lin Qiaoyan was surprised, and wanted to laugh a little: "You still scold?" ”

"Yes, I don't say it often, but sometimes I open a green channel for some people."

Lin Qiao smoked and enjoyed for a long time.

Sang You felt that a goblin climbed into the dormitory building from the back mountain last night and sucked her essence and blood dry, otherwise how could she be so sleepy today? Only Chinese lessons, swearing, brief wakefulness during meals, and drowsiness as soon as it stops.

The first class in the afternoon is English.

Sleepy.

After doing eye exercises in a daze, I listened to the radio of the year and organized the students to go to the playground in an orderly manner to watch the New Year's Day performance. Sang You dragged the corner of Lin Qiaoyan's clothes, and she followed wherever she went.

Sang You's short stature was at the front of the line, and as soon as he sat down and took a nap, he was pulled by Lin Qiaoyan's clothes.

"Huh?"

Lin Qiaoyan lowered his voice: "Come with me to the back for a snack." ”

What snacks?

She sat down at the back of the line with Lin Qiaoyan in a daze, the ground was full of things, potato chips, candy, and jerky, quite a lot.

"Where did it come from?"

"Chen Qinnian, they came up from behind."

“！”

Sang Youner's nerves jumped, he looked back sharply, and stammered a little: "Why are they in the back?" ”

One class, one seventeen class, one end and one tail, how to arrange it?

She observed it and found that the phalanx of the third year of high school was at the rear, and in order to avoid the blind spots on both sides, the formation was arranged in a serpentine shape, and the rows came and went, and it became what it is now. There are two large squares in front of the first and second years of high school, I feel that the third year of high school is here, and the main one is to participate, and I can't see how much I can't see clearly, so it's better to sit in the back and rest, chat, and eat snacks. There are also many people who bring their homework down, bend their knees, put on the pad and lean over to start writing.

It was cloudy, the cold wind was gusting, the wind was surprisingly strong, the banner hunting was raised with the wind, the stage sound was very loud, and it was blown far away by the wind.

In the midst of all kinds of voices, Sang You hung his head and took a nap, and suddenly heard Lin Qiaoyan say: "Youyou, you really like Zhou Yan?" ”

“！”

This is the second time he has been awakened, and Sang You subconsciously said, "You like it too?" ”

She still remembers the experience sharing that the two of them did when they returned to school in the third year of high school in her last life, she doesn't know what kind of relationship they have, and she doesn't know what kind of relationship they have, but the relationship should be very good.

It's normal for a crush to be jealous, and there is only one person for her jealousy, that is, Senior Sister Lin Qiaoyan, a beautiful, gentle, and excellent person who makes her ashamed of herself.

Lin Qiaoyan squinted his eyes and smiled, "I liked it before." ”

"Maybe it's a little similar to your point of view today, when I was a freshman in high school, he was the person who appeared most frequently in girls' topics, and he was really good, no matter what asphalt he was. If you listen to it more, you will have more eyes, and you will naturally be tempted. ”

"But it's short-lived." Lin Qiaoyan said with a smile, "He is too good, he has low self-esteem, he can't help the consumption of inferiority, and he slowly stopped liking, and later found out that he is a very good friend, and it is good to be a friend." ”

Sang You was stunned.

It turned out that even Lin Qiaoyan would feel inferior.