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I have to say that the story doesn't have a very amazing beginning, and it's even a bit cruel and dark.In the film, a father with bloodshot eyes and cloudy yellow patches is pulling her 15-year-old daughter to the nearby barber shop. He directly tells the barber to cut her hair completely. cut short.

Then the daughter was wrapped in a smock that tied her neck, and stared at her shoulder-to-shoulder hair in the mirror without saying a word, and the bangs covering the scar on her left eye were all cut by the scissors in the barber's hand. After cutting the light bit by bit, she bit her lip desperately, but still couldn't hold back the tears.

The hairdresser looked at the little girl's tears in embarrassment, but his subordinates did not soften their hearts and just changed her from a little girl to a little boy.

It's really too short, similar to the 369 hairstyle, and it's the first time in this life that I shaved my hair so short.

This is the punishment her father gave her.

Then her father took her to No. [-] Middle School of the city to sign up. The teacher sitting behind the desk of the admissions office pointed to a white list on the table with his index finger, and said a little proudly: "She is on the 'black list'. Apply to this school."

She couldn't help taking a breath, she was almost trembling with fear, she thought her father would be furious and stop buying her a high school, but her father silently took her to the principal's office, left her at the door, and knocked on the door alone. , she watched the back of her father leaving, gritted her teeth, and for the first time in her life realized the weight of the word "bearing humiliation".

When her father came out, she handed her a middle school student specification manual, and asked her to memorize each item, sign each item with her name, and hand it over to the principal's office in a few days, and then handed in [-] for her to choose a school Fei, after three long months of confinement, announced that she could attend a key high school.

Her name is Qu Boqian, and she is probably the protagonist in this story.

A few years later, Qu Boqian recalled the first time she saw Shisan. She couldn’t remember the details. She only knew that one day after the military training in the first year of senior high school, a girl in the same class brought Shisan to her. , said that this was her best friend since she was a child, and then asked Qu Boqian if she was good-looking.

It is really hard to tell the truth about whether she looks good or not, Qu Boqian looked at the dark-skinned girl blankly, and blurted out: "It's so dark."

It's just that I went wild during the summer vacation and got a tanned skin tone, but good-looking is good-looking after all. It was the first time I saw Qu Boqian, who said he was pretty but dark, dilated his pupils in surprise , and yelled at her angrily.

This call made Qu Boqian look at Shisan one more time in doubt, and with a lag in EQ, she also understood that the person in front of her was a race she had never met before.

The result of the first meeting, which both felt inexplicable to each other, was that Liu Jiaqi had always had a bad memory, but she had remembered Qu Boqian's blunt statement that she was so dark for so many years.

Reminiscent of what happened later, Qu Boqian joked that the first time they met, they should praise Thirteen as good-looking as everyone else. Maybe that way Shisan would not provoke her first, until she also became like everyone else. Same.

The person who was going home honestly was caught by Shisan in the grove of the school, and threatened to ask Qu Boqian to accompany her to wait for her best friend to finish sweeping the basement.

Qu Boqian looked down at the wrist firmly grasped by Shisan, and nodded slightly without any intention of compromise.

It was boring to wait, and then Thirteen sang a song for Qu Boqian.

That year Shisan crossed Qu Boqian's intimate boundary, took her hand, and sang to her close to her ear, which was the first time he provoked her.

A few days later, Shisan and her buddies were playing after school, and she pointed at Qu Boqian with a long white stick made of school newspaper and said with a high air, "What kind of articles are you writing? I can't even read them!"

Qu Bo was shocked, he suddenly realized how small his world was, and he didn't know that a proud woman could shine.

This is the second time to provoke.

At this point, the main part of the story should have almost begun.

It was the heaviest snowfall in my hometown since graduating from middle school. At that time, goose-feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky, and the flowers and trees were as clean as ice. During the 10-minute break after class in the second period, teenagers flocked outside the classroom to play. Snow.

Qu Boqian tried his best to roll the heavy snowball, while using his peripheral vision to catch Shisan's bright red.

Thirteen and his good friends Zuo Qin, 'Cai Ying, and a group of boys in the class were divided into two teams, chasing each other and having snowball fights in the school's grove.

When his hands were numb from the cold, Qu Boqian finally made the head of the snowman, carried it to the lower body standing not far away, and when he looked up, Zuo Qin's face as white as snow was greeted.

"Give it to me." The sneer of the occasion.

The classrooms were connected to each other in the third year of junior high school, and they heard and met each other. This was the first sentence Zuo Qin said to Qu Boqian. Turn around and run away.

Qu Boqian frowned and stared at the snowball, which was about the size of a basketball, and flew fiercely towards the back of a boy, then shattered into powder and fell down one after another.

This is the best ending for a snow group.

Qu Boqian left the bush with some disappointment, returned to her class on the second floor, leaned against the edge of the corridor and continued her watch.

"I really want to play with Thirteen, I really want to be her friend, I really want to enter Class Two." Qu Boqian said softly in his heart.

From the restless summer to the long night of winter, she longed for a whole semester, longing to transfer from the ninth class of science to the second class of liberal arts on the first floor, and finally ushered in the day when the arts and sciences were divided into classes.

But when the first semester of senior high school started, and the class teacher took the class list, and the names reported one by one were all assigned to the seventh class, Qu Boqian had already begun to despair. She shook the hand of her deskmate vigorously, her heart Thinking about how the heavens were harsh enough to her, how could they give her the light again this time.

"Qu Boqian, class two." The head teacher said coldly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Qu Boqian cried out excitedly. For the first time, she felt that the head teacher's voice was so beautiful, but she quickly shut up and hugged the thick waist of the girl at the same table excitedly, avoiding the whole world. The smiling look Ben gave her.

It was really a sunny day at the end of winter. On the way Qu Boqian ran from the second floor to the first floor with his schoolbag on his back. For the first time, the corner of his mouth was involuntarily filled with a lucky smile. She was a classmate in a different class. She was the first one to enter Class Two, but according to the memories of all the students present, Qu Boqian jumped in with a bright smile on her face that day.