"Yesterday, I was pulled by the English teaching and research group to help you reschedule your middle school examination paper." Five minutes before the first class, the teacher closed the lesson plan and began to chat with everyone. "Do you still have room to fill in the last question of listening?"
After a little recollection, the students nodded at once.
"There are several papers that I approved to be written as D-A-N-S-E .. I knew it was your class's paper at a glance. My name is heartache. I have to give you a fork. Actually, I know you are right, but that's French, not English. "
"People who tried to recall whether they wrote dance or dance at that time quickly showed colorful expression changes.
"Ah, I wrote an S."
"Oh, I didn't write it wrong."
"You didn't write wrong? Seeing that your eyes are so far apart, I know you must have written something wrong. Don't hold on. "
"Don't hit me."
……
The teacher smiled and said, "Don't confuse English with French in the future" and pressed the bell to end the course. When he looked up again, he stopped Yan Ze in the center of chaos: "Monitor, come here."
"There is an exchange student from a French brother school tomorrow, which needs to be received by our class. Now, count how many students are willing to take a French student home at the weekend. Mainly to let them experience the life of China families and take them to famous scenic spots for sightseeing if possible. "
The girl nodded and asked, "Is Class B the same?"
"Of course."
In French class, 47 students in the class are divided into AB classes according to their student numbers. This week, it's Class A's turn to take Mr. China's class in the French classroom on the fifth floor of the center building, and Class B will stay in the original class to take the foreign teacher's class and change next week.
Yan Ze, who hesitated to go downstairs for statistics, was quickly pulled by He Xinliang: "I will help you with statistics. Your stomach is uncomfortable and your legs are not good. "
"hmm."
The word "thank you" choked my throat. Don't be so polite.
The list handed by Yan Ze and the list handed by He Xinliang are in front of the teacher.
"Class A, seven people. Class B, 1, 2, 3...9 people. Then a * * * is 16 people. Ok, I see. Thank you very much. "
The girl turned to go back to her seat, but suddenly stopped and looked back. Then she glanced at the list of Class B in the teacher's hand: "Teacher, can a family only accept one French student?"
"Yes, what's the problem?" The teacher looked up from the list.
"Well, the total * * * can only receive 15 people."
"Huh?"
You've been walking in her opposite direction for so long.
It seems too long to go back.
In the middle of a vast area, time criss-crosses into a deserted cemetery in the dark.
However, there is always an invisible thread that keeps you in touch with her.
Under the same roof, breathing the same air, * * * has more things to share than you can count.
They are not sisters who love each other, but "close as sisters" who have been accompanied by foil and foil status.
It's family
Looking back at the lunch that caused a stomachache, it makes no difference in peacetime.
Yanze took his order from the window and took the meal card played back on the punch card machine. He heard the voice behind him late at night as usual: "Just like her."
The same food is distributed in the window.
Yanze took two pairs of chopsticks and looked around. He pointed to two empty seats near the side door of the canteen with his chin: "Sit over there."
Unconsciously, her dependence on you has accumulated to such an extent.
The sunset in the evening directly enters the pores all over the skin from the window, shines into the flowing warm blood, and most of the gray dullness factors are washed away. The nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed and my nose was a little sour.
Gu Xiye of Class B and I are family.
A connection that you can't break even if you hate it.
-Just like her.
[6]
Although Yan Ze's name was left on the final registration list, the actual reception was Evening Night.
Yanze's French level is not enough for her to understand the conversation with Natalie at night. At this moment, the confused Yan Ze regretted that he didn't go to French cram school as in the evening.
In fact, jealousy doesn't mean that Yan Ze's nature is bad, but there are too many things that originally belonged to Yan Ze, and finally the actual owner turned into night.
Like the only daughter of any middle-class family with a well-off family, Yanze had too much since childhood and never considered what was worth cherishing. Yanze's piano was completely an idle piece of wood before coming to this house the next night.
Parents adopt a relaxed education, do not require girls to take exams, and do not want her to be under pressure. So I can play more than ten songs for more than ten years. Finally, my mother was kindly advised by her neighbor: "Ozawa should not play those two songs all the time. Although it is not noise, it will get tired of listening."
Now, when my mother is accidentally praised as "Ozawa has made great progress recently, it's really not simple", she can only laugh more awkwardly.
"Although the conditions were not good when I gave birth to you, I also promised to eat four boiled eggs every day." The subtext is that nutrition keeps up, but why are you always worse than others intellectually? The mother is quite dissatisfied with her biological daughter's French study results in the past six months.
"Just because I ate too much protein, I became a protein girl." YanZe steak into a mouthful of rice, focusing retorted.
Nathalie's Chinese level is not flattering. Looking at Yanze and the hostess, he pushed Xi Yu to his side and asked a long list of questions. Nishino listened and laughed gradually, explained for a long time, and then turned to Yanze and said, "She looked at your face and thought you had a fight because of her arrival."
Yanze immediately smiled brightly at Natalie: "How come? It is too late for us to welcome you. "
I had to turn around at night and send Natalie a welcome speech.
With this precedent, the next situation becomes an interpretation exercise at night.
The rectification of lunch ended with a little sigh from my mother. "You said that your reading time is the same, even less than half of others' evenings. It's been a long time since I finished talking about stupid pig and donkey. "
Yanze left the room without saying a word.
Suffering from this depression for a long time, for a long time, will certainly be directly crushed to death by materialized resentment.
Fortunately, Yanze had a way to solve himself, so he lived healthily today.
Yanze turned on the computer and connected to broadband. Log on to the school forum, find the irrigation section, and start reading the post with the theme of "Gu Xiye is a bitch", with relish.
Yanze is by no means the only one who is jealous of this beautiful night.
Every time I read those anti-posts, I get better miraculously for a long time. My favorite post is not the whole vulgar abuse of girls, but a list of posts similar to "Gu Xiye 100 Major Crimes". From one to one hundred, she hates other people's behavior and hates Yan Ze's behavior. Found the alliance.
But Yan Ze never posts to join this alliance. I don't trust mysterious internet elements such as IP addresses, and I am always worried that I will expose my whereabouts and identity. Indeed, even if you can't see it, the forum administrator can find it.
So far, I can still smile at her, chat with her, and be inseparable from her. Like a best friend, I won't take persecutive practical actions against her, and I will only fight back slightly when I am forced ... All this depends on this method.
I just went diving to see it, and my mood has been clear for a long time.
[7]
On Sunday, he took Natalie to a famous scenic spot as planned. Yanze bought a new dress on Nanjing Road and put it on him directly. The old one was held by Xiye.
"Where are we going next?"
Yanze scratched his head: "Let's go to the Yuyuan Garden. There is food and play, and the Chinese style is relatively strong. "
This is a reasonable proposal. Ye Ye agreed.
Yanze went to Yuyuan Garden when he was in primary school, when his family was still in Puxi. At that time, Nanxiang steamed buns were quite attractive to primary school students. After moving, I gradually lost interest in this "national wind" card. Using porcelain, jade and hand embroidery too blatantly is like turning over my family tree to show off "I am XXX's first 108 grandson" and then taking out something: "This is my heirloom, and I will sell it to you for XX yuan", which is equally clumsy.
But it is very popular with foreign friends. Although they spend 500 to 600 yuan on ethnic goods, they always pay 500 to 600 yuan.
Just as Yanze was thinking about whether Chinese food should go to a French restaurant or a China restaurant, a familiar voice suddenly floated behind him.
Do you want to go to China restaurant for dinner?
The girl hurried back, and sure enough! There is really nothing worth going to Shanghai: "Xinliang, you are entertaining French people, not Americans, ok?" There is no professional quality of a tour guide at all. "
The boy with his back to this side turned around and immediately showed a happy expression: "Ah, I met another pile."
"What?" Yanze is very confused.
The boy proudly pointed to the store with his thumb: "Although we didn't make an appointment in advance, we all met by chance."
The girl stuck her head out and looked in. Aren't the young people who are twice as noisy as the average person the receptionists in their own class and those from France? The students inside also found Yan Ze and exclaimed aloud.
"It seems that they are all together." Yanze nodded, thirty-one. "Why don't we take a picture here?" Take off the camera hanging around your neck.
Get unanimous approval.
Posing, Yan Ze stood in the middle, surrounded by girls and boys in the outer circle, and the outermost circle was French exchange students whose average height was one head higher than that of China students.
Click.
"Wait a minute, what are you doing? Come and take pictures? "
The boy who was busy paying foreign friends ran to his companion and squeezed into the picture.
"Excuse me, please take another picture." Yanze smiled sweetly at this helpful passerby.
"No problem."
Click.
The smiling face is frozen.
[8]
Because of the reception, I was authorized by the head teacher to stay at home for one more Sunday night.
On Monday morning, Yan Ze and Ye took the developed photos when they arrived at school. Students who didn't sign up for the reception were also curious, and they all looked at photos around Yanze. The self-study in the whole morning became very noisy.
"Ah, these two are very heavy. The same. "
Yanze glanced at it and said with a smile, that's the two photos. "No, look carefully. What else is in this? " It refers to the one taken in the back.
"aye? Is there such a thing? " The girls got excited, and the activity of simply looking at photos became "to find fault".
"oh! I found it! "
It's really easy to find Yanze looked up, but didn't hear the expected answer.
The girl pointed to the photo and said proudly, "There are many trash cans!"
Yanze one leng. A closer look shows that, indeed as expected, the whole camera has moved a little to the right to accommodate Xiahe Xinliang, and the trash can on the sidewalk has also been included in the picture.
But ... is the trash can more eye-catching than He Xinliang?
Yanze buried his head in his arm and laughed. When he looked up again, there were tears in his eyes. He tried to laugh at the boy next to him through the gap in the crowd, but found that the other party was catching up on sleep, and his pushing action failed to stop the car.
"What is it?" Boys are sleepy. If the skin itself is not black, the eyes will be more obvious.
"Ah, what were you busy with last night? Why is the spirit so bad? "
"It's worse than that. Stealing chickens and touching dogs has at least income. " The boy shrugged helplessly. "I was devastated by a French man who had never experienced jet lag. It was so romantic."
"Why?"
"Wake me up in my room at three o'clock in the middle of the night and ask me' where is that girl'."
"Which girl?"
"Night bai. Seeing one side during the day, that guy began to fall in love at first sight. "
"Ah ah! Did French boys fall in love with us at first sight at night? " A girl cut in next to her.
Yan Zeshun looked up with her voice, her eyes finally fixed on Pei Jiaying's face as excited as winning the first prize, and her heart was paralyzed in an instant.
Unsurprisingly, when the second recess broadcast drill came back, the gossip that "Gu Xi Night is a favorite of French boys" had spread to every corner of the first grade, and even the people waiting in line in the ladies' room got the news in time.
"Amazing charm, that woman in Class One."
The hum floated into Yanze's ear, where he was washing his hands. The girl's attention was diverted. She forgot to turn off the tap.
[9]
At noon that day, I accompanied Yan Ze through the central building and found the monitor of Class 2 on the other side of the teaching building.
Just walked to the door, there was a strange boo from the boys in the classroom.
The classroom in winter is not ventilated, and the turbid air makes Yan Weize frown. After pushing the door open, after three or four seconds, he said to the classmates in the front row, "Look for the monitor of your class."
Accompanied by "Oh, you wait", there are countless whispers of "Gu Xi Ye". Yanze took a deep breath and closed the door.
It's not that good, is it
Close to the face of westerners, the figure like a 3d doll at night is originally the type that foreigners like, and it is also my mother's credit to grow up.
Her voice is great and the piano is first-class, which is just one of her many strengths.
However, in such a short time, the whole grade received two strong visual and auditory shocks and became a well-deserved grade flower that night. Even now, the popularity has soared to the point of surpassing the "Gemini of beautiful teenagers in bilingual classes".
On the way to the canteen at noon every day, Yan Ze also clearly felt the sudden rise in the rate of returning, and it was definitely not himself who attracted attention.
This made Yan Ze's heart full of irritability and jealousy.
But in the final analysis, there are only a few things that she secretly did right: quietly putting obstacles in her interpersonal relationship, intentionally or unintentionally spreading some negative news about her, and deliberately ordering celery that she didn't like at lunch.
Totally naive.
It also does not help to prevent Gu Xiye's position in the eyes of boys from rising rapidly.
Although no one rushed to the front to confess, it is undeniable that she is definitely the girl who enters boys' dreams most frequently.
Yanze himself sometimes feels that jealousy is a dark and shameful psychology.
When the Chinese teacher also borrowed the novel last week, Yan Ze had a deep understanding.
"What do you think?" Girls are happy to look forward to the worship on the United front with themselves, but they get it-
"So-so. People with no culture write such things, I advise you to read less. " Got the tone, unspeakable acid.
The girl's smile froze on her face.
Jealousy Even teachers are not spared.
The novels written by this senior are much better than the obscure words written by those famous school graduates. How can you say "uneducated"?
What about yourself?
Just follow the script in class, as boring as a lullaby. I have never seen you read any "literate" classics. How dare you comment on "average"! What about your own writing? Did Nishino write all the comments of the top ten teachers in your district for you?
Yanze fist gradually pinched in the pocket of winter school uniform.
When I first entered the school, every student was asked to stand in front of the blackboard, which said, "Today I am proud of Yangming, and tomorrow Yangming will be proud of me." We are really proud of Yangming. But as a teacher of Yangming, facing such excellent graduates, it is this strange attitude.
At this time, shouldn't we be proud of having such excellent students?
At this time, shouldn't we be proud of having such excellent friends?
It's your turn to face this attitude choice, which is completely different.
It's really scary.
[ 10]
If Yangming Middle School is a topic high school, then the topic distribution center is naturally a canteen.
Starting from the "facade" of the canteen, the wide glass door is covered with notices and posters of all societies and student organizations. During the period of frequent activities, you can also paste four or five sheets in the same position.
"The latest activity of the film club, the youth idol drama" XXXX "starring the famous Shanghai host XX will be shown in the cinema on1October 20th 165438+."
"The original play XXXX, which is produced every two years, is shown in the Christmas Eve Studio."
Good news: I warmly congratulate Seike, a student from Class One, Grade Two, on winning the first prize in the Shanghai Composition Competition.
"List of Excellent First-year League Members"
"Shanghai Jiaotong University Independent Enrollment Selection Examination List Publicity"
……
In addition to the above information, we can also see that the original dish name on the whiteboard was changed beyond recognition by the prankster. "Goose meat" became "goose powder" and "green vegetables in oyster sauce" became "green worms in oyster sauce".
After laughing it off, the speed and scope are even higher than oral communication. The air in the whole canteen is filled with the smell of gossip and food.
"Have you heard? There is a mysterious transfer student in the first grade. "
Transfer students? Yan Ze, who automatically heard gossip when waiting in line, turned to ask Ye: "How can there be transfer students in high school?" What's more, Yangming is a key high school in the city. "
"So you didn't hear them say' mysterious transfer students'."
Yanze curious, ears.
"Legend has it that it was transferred to a bilingual class."
The girl is amazed, how can it be so amazing that it can be directly transferred to a special class? It seems that there will be new students in the class.
"Where did it come from? Was it because of misconduct that I was dropped out of the original school, or was it a cow dug up by our school? "
"That's not. Is an international student. "
"Oh, that's not surprising, foreigners can always enjoy some privileges. Aren't the "four evils" with the largest number of students in our school Yangming, Shenghua, North Korea and Taiwan Province Province? Foreigners account for half. "
"no! Not a foreigner. I heard that it is the China school flower of the French Yingjiu private high school, a native of Shanghai. "
"What? School flower? Did you see it? "
"No, it seems that I haven't reported for duty yet ... Ah, I want curry chicken and stir-fried three delicacies ..."
Yan Ze, who heard the word "campus beauty", was more surprised than the girl chatting in front, and quickly looked back at Xi Yu behind him.
"What's the matter?" The girl was surprised.
Yan Ze smiled and shrugged: "There are intruders challenging your position."
"Me?" Evening night pointed to his nose, "where?"
"Grade flowers."
"... who said I was? "
"You are so unconscious." Yanze looked up and down helplessly at this recognized flower except himself. "However, the guy who was reciting words in the queue didn't realize it, and I didn't feel anything unusual."
According to the latest information released by Yangming grapevine, the first-year bilingual class is about to be transferred to a girl, the legendary Chinese beauty of French private high school. Witnesses have no direct feedback on her appearance. ...
Wait! The name ... why didn't the name even spread? This time, the performance of Yangming Xinxue. com is really not standard.
Looking forward to it. Mysterious transfer students. I want to fast forward.