About a quarter of an hour later, after singing "Missing" for the third time, there were loud cries.

Tears washed away the dusty mood of the week, and when I opened my eyes again, the spring thunder stopped, and I felt dizzy for an instant.

Cheng Qingdou had some difficulty adapting to the dusk that suddenly spread at the tip of her nose.

As she adjusted to the light, she wiped away her tears, immersed in the evening campus of the High School Affiliated to Nancheng Normal University, which had no emotions but beauty. This should be regarded as the most comfortable cry she had ever experienced.

A vague voice came up in my heart: If I want to cry in the future, I have to choose a sunny day and come here.

"You're so kind." She patted Gu Yi's shoulder. Under the warm palm, there were broad shoulders that were beyond the touch of a child. She stayed for a while longer, shocked that he was so strong.

Last time in Chengjia Village, he carried her on his back and pressed her. Through the two thick layers of cotton-padded jackets between him and hers, one could not feel the growth of the shoulder bones.

When she touched it today, Aomame said "Wow" in her heart, but she remained calm and smiled, "I'm done crying."

Gu Yi's gaze went from top to bottom, passing over her red forehead, the tip of her straight nose, and finally landed on the twitching part of her nose.

With a look of disgust on his face, he zipped up his zipper, took off his school uniform, and wiped her nose hard with his sleeve: "Eh."

Aomame was embarrassed, and lowered her head to wipe it again.

The earthy smell of renovation mixed with the smell of grass gradually overshadowed the smell of smoke. They stood on the rooftop and blew the gentle breeze for a long time, so long that they forgot that they were high school students.

"If you do well in the preliminaries and maintain your current ranking, are you going to go to Tsinghua and Peking University?"

Qingbei recruits about 40 students in the province every year, and the top five in Nancheng basically have hope. As for the top five in Nancheng, not to mention all, three or four are basically from the Middle School Affiliated to Nancheng Normal University. Gu Yi can be here even if he is careless.

Aomame is really puzzled by the fact that she holds one of her hopes.

The students with good grades she had met in her life all had their faces glued to books and their heads resting on books. When they looked at other people's faces, they would shift focus as if they were reading words. Gu Yi's indifference to his academic performance made Qingdou angry.

He held the cigarette butt with the holder black in his mouth, took another puff without finishing it, and crushed it under his feet: "I won't go."

His tone was firm, but Aomame felt that he was lying: "Huh?"

"No." His nose was as steep and narrow as the peak, and when he looked over, it split the sunlight in half, "What?"

Aomame thought he was being sarcastic: "Why? Didn't you pass the exam?"

"I won't go even if I pass the exam."

"Why?"

"I have stayed in Beijing for many years. It's too cold there, so I won't go."

"Didn't you like Beijing very much back then?"

"That was when I was a kid." Gu Yi shook his head, already thinking about it, "I want to go to a comfortable place."

Qingdou was silent. Why did Gu Yi always have a choice?

She tied her hair again and asked him provocatively, which side is higher and which side is lower?

Gu Yi looked at her in a daze and answered the question inappropriately: "What were you doing in the library just now?"

Aomame: "I'm copying"

"I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you what you are doing in the corner?"

"I didn't do anything."

He tugged her right hand that was holding her pigtails down, "Put it down this way." After a pause, "Also, don't be so intimate next time, or you'll get stabbed to the teacher."

The high school affiliated with Nancheng Normal University has a rigorous style and is a boarding school with closed management. Students from the three counties and one city under Nancheng and the surrounding areas all gather here to fight against the odds.

Many of the children who come to high school are adults. Some of them have delayed their studies for many years and are in their twenties before entering high school. This naturally suppresses the minds of many young men and women. Haohao New Century Novel Network has it for those who are eager to try it.

There are also some things, such as the love between men and women, that are really unstoppable.

Gu Yi told Qingdou a story about a man and a woman who dropped out of high school in their second year of high school. They were his classmates, but they were dropped out of school after half a year just because they worked together to make meals. The man beat the woman every day and every month.

He brushed Aomame's braid and asked, "Do you know?"

Aomame was frightened, and immediately took a half step back, combing her hair: "Then stay away from me!"

Gu Yi: ""

The bell sounded like a slaughtering pig, and the ground shook like an earthquake.

The piglets, equipped with standard aluminum lunch boxes and enamel cups, opened the gate and rushed towards the canteen. Aomame took a deep breath, opened the rusty iron chain lock, and shot down with an arrow.

Gu Yi walked to the stairs, put his fingertips on the wooden handrail, and raised his voice downward: "You don't want to know how my classmates are doing now?"

Aomame stopped and raised her face, "What's wrong?"

"We're married. The baby will be born in two months."

"Really!" A pair of surprise dimples popped up on Aomame's face, "That's great."

Gu Yi watched Qingdou meander downstairs and turned into a small dot. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth for a while. Cheng Qingdou likes this kind of story. The process may not be beautiful, but the ending should be happy and silly.

-

The campus of the High School Affiliated to the Normal University was so beautiful that Qingdou stood there for a week, as if he was in love with her, and it was quite uncomfortable to sit back in the classroom again.

She never went to the library again. Occasionally she rushed to the cafeteria and met Fu Anzhou's figure on his way to the library.

He seems to often skip meals.

Aomame didn't know anything when she came to school, so she drank water from a canned fruit bottle. The faucet in the school's water room had a large flow rate, and the water temperature didn't cut corners at all. It was definitely boiling water. Aomame was scalded, accidentally broke, and she couldn't drink it properly after holding it for a week.

For water, it would be safe to go home and get an enamel cup like my classmates did.

She also didn't know that eating in the cafeteria had to be fought over. If she walked slowly, it didn't matter because the dishes were fixed, but the soup would change from egg drop mustard soup to salty soup, leaving no foam at all.

At the same time, she had no idea that the school food was so bad. Her classmates had inquired about it and brought two or three bottles of homemade pickles, cowpeas, cabbage or sugared garlic. Qingdou watched with eager eyes as their white rice was spicy and very flavorful. She only had two or two rice.

Chinese cabbage and a hard-boiled egg. The stems and leaves are still full of insect eyes.

At ten o'clock that day, the smell of Chinese cabbage in the cafeteria was wafting everywhere. It took a long time after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Aomame didn't have the energy to drag it over. The skill of the chef was too stable. Adding a little more salt will make people daydream, but the taste is bland. Dazzling.

She slowly bit into two potato sticks, finished studying the math problems, and then went to the cafeteria.

The pickles I brought this time were made by Rongrong. They have a spicy and sour taste and are perfect for rice. Therefore, seeing only white rice and green beans made my mouth water.

A few bits of floating oil floated on the soup surface in the large basin on the stove. Auntie stirred it with her big spoon and gave her the last lion's head as big as her thumb. By the way, she was kind enough to worry that she would starve to death, so she also gave her a spoonful of meat.

Pour the soup on the rice and say, "Come earlier next time."

Aomame, thank you quickly.

The cafeteria at twelve o'clock was so quiet that it seemed like no meal had been served.

The most crowded part here is the first half hour. Hundreds of students can all finish their meals in this half hour, leaving only a few stragglers.

The mottled ceiling fan squeaked and blew in the wind. Fu Anzhou held a book and read it while eating, as if he was isolated from the world. Qingdou was separated from him by an aisle and sat at a diagonally opposite table.

She unscrewed the can, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and said, "Would you like some?"

Only then did he notice Qingdou and shook his head, "No, I'm almost done eating." He closed the book and put two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

Hu Zi eats like a magic trick. When he opens his mouth, he can give you a bowl. Fu Anzhou stretches out his chopsticks very quickly, but opens his mouth and chews very slowly. His rhythm is very similar to Gu Yi's.

They went to wash the rice bowl together. It could be said that Fu Anzhou waited for Qingdou for a while. When he saw her getting up, he closed the book and picked up the empty rice bowl.

Aomame lowered her head, a little embarrassed. If she knew he was waiting for her, she would be faster.

"Are you always here at this time? Aren't you afraid of running out of soup?" Aomame asked.

"I'm most afraid of crowds. I'd rather have no soup." Fu Anzhou wrinkled his nose at her.

The gesture was quite intimate, and Aomame was stunned.

Fu Anzhou didn't notice, so he made some foam from the saponins and gave it to Qingdou. He didn't use the broom to wash the dishes, but carefully touched every corner of the bowl with his hands.

Aomame stared at his green-white fingers that had been washed by the tap water, and swayed slightly for a moment.

"Why didn't you go to the library to read?" He lowered his head, as if

The underground D link also revealed, "A batch of new books have recently arrived, including Jin Yong."

"Really?" Qingdou's eyes widened, not because of the books, "You know I like Jin Yong?"

"I don't know." He smiled and pushed up his glasses, "I just know that you like to watch martial arts."

"How do you know?"

"Military training, you sit at the window of the equipment room and read books every day." Their class team always gathered at the door of the equipment room for a week. All the students envied this "flat foot" under the scorching sun. Some three common classmates laughed in private,

This "flat girl" isn't very flat either. If she has the ability, let us check whether she is flat or not. The instructor's test will not count.

Aomame looked away, flashing with embarrassment, "Oh, that's it."

The sink drain was blocked by food, and the water in the pool overflowed higher and higher. This happened almost every day. After washing the last handful of green beans, I quickly turned off the faucet, for fear that the pickled fish would spread out in the pool.

One after another, they blended into the classroom.

On the day of the pre-examination, the white-headed man was a little restless early in the morning. Aomame lay on the balcony and saw a fluffy black head popping out of the egg, and she was happy for the whole day.

It's a good sign that Gu Yi will do well in the exam. Although, this guy never needs Qingdou to worry too much.

In the first and second grades of high school, morning reading and running exercises were suspended and changed to self-study. The teachers all went to invigilate the exams. Every year, there would be a lot of troubles in the pre-exams, leaked questions internally, and collective cheating. The new director of the Nancheng Education Bureau took office and put forward strict requirements for this. Listen.

The teacher who asked the question was imprisoned on a mountain and would not come down until the end of the exam. I don’t know whether this plot is true or not, but it is true that there are 40 candidates in a classroom and 8 invigilators were arranged.
To be continued...