life after death

He pushed down the water glass calmly.

With a bang, Su Junping's glass shattered to the ground, and the water dripped all the way onto Yang Hong's skirt. Yang Hong stood up quickly, and Chen Yilin handed over the napkin and said, "It's okay, auntie, wipe it quickly." Lean down to pick up the shards of glass.

The curtains were half covered, and the sun was so dim that she couldn't see any shards of glass. Of course, Yang Hong couldn't let him pick them up empty-handed. Turning around, he quickly took out the love letter and stuffed the letter into his desk belly, leaving an empty envelope on the table.

When Yang Hong came back, seeing him still squatting on the ground, she hurriedly said: "Don't do it, don't do it, I brought the broom, don't do it, be careful."

Chen Yilin grabbed the glass and stood up, smiling at her peacefully: "All I took were big pieces, it's fine."

Yang Hong swept away the glass shards, and held Chen Yilin's hand to the sun to see if there were any small wounds. A strand of curly hair fell down and swept to the tip of his nose. ears.Chen Yilin was in a daze, the itchy touch of his nose was still there, he turned his head and sneezed.

He turned his head and saw the railings of the opposite teaching building, and the sun made his eyes sore.Chen Yilin suddenly thought of her mother who overturned on the highway. She seemed to have beautiful and soft hair, but it was straight.

Then in an instant, the two women overlapped strangely, spanning space and time, and connected together with their shiny hair and a pair of soft hands.

He heard her say softly: "No injury. Be careful next time, don't touch this kind of thing by yourself, you know?"

Chen Yilin nodded in agreement, she worriedly repeated several times, thanking the boss for coming, Yang Hong frowned and went to the office to talk to him about Su Junping.

Su Junping's grades were poor for a day or two, but no matter what, it was a key class, but this time he played off the exam and counted down the grades.Boss Xie felt that he had nothing to say, and he still wanted to comfort the parents of the students, for example, as long as he paid close attention, there was still hope.

After they said a few words, the parents of the students came in anxiously, chatted in twos and threes, and went to the class to hold a parent-teacher meeting.

The parent meeting is indeed very interesting. Those women with freckles and men with beer bellies have thousands of postures in society, but now they all shrink their legs and stomach, sit obediently in their seats, and watch eagerly. Looking at the head teacher, like a shy and yearning high school student.

Boss Xie said a lot of kind words, played a PPT for them, praised the excellent students in a high-profile manner, and mentioned the poor students in a low-key manner, and finally looked forward to the college entrance examination, which ended successfully.After the end, the parents still refused to leave, clamoring and wanting to talk to the teacher, especially the parents of the few boarding students, who wanted to find out about their children's three meals a day.

Chen Yilin's ears were already callused. He was responsible for pointing the direction of the teacher to the parents who were extremely confused. By the way, he was praised a few times before they went out. He could be called the mascot of Class [-].

The mascot had been tossing around all morning and was about to leave when Boss Xie gave him a copy of the debate competition materials and asked him to draw a lottery in a few days.

Chen Yilin went to the draw, and the debate topic he got was: the process is more important than the result, and the opponent is Class Seven, Luo Qingyu's class.

Wang Wenjie pretended to be calm when he heard the news, and quickly increased the bet behind his back.

In order to prevent the battle with Luo Qingyu, Su Junping could not participate, and he was afraid that Chen Yilin's speech would be the same as in the letter, so he could not participate in the competition.So the lineup became Wang Wenjie for the first, Tang Yi for the second, Fatty for the third, and Xiao Yiling for the fourth.Except for the two female compatriots who felt a bit safe, the rest were a group of mentally handicapped children, which could be called a single mother group. Compared with the multi-talented art students in Class [-], they would get under the table without debating.

However, the male compatriots in Class [-] are used to pretending to be uncles, especially Wang Wenjie, the corners of his mouth are naturally turned down, and when he squints his eyes, it seems that mean words will spew out at any time.He sat down on the seat in the lecture hall, and quietly hooked his fingers at Chen Yilin.Chen Yilin walked over, he pressed his ear and asked: "Squad leader, which argument does our class support?"

Chen Yilin: "Zhengfang, the process is important."

Wang Wenjie nodded confidently, distributed the draft paper to the team members, and briefly exchanged opinions on it for a while, and the debate began.

One of the judges was their Chinese teacher. When the host was speaking, Wang Wenjie winked at the Chinese teacher so hard that his eyelids almost cramped, but unfortunately the radio waves did not match.

After the host makes a brief speech, the affirmative party is invited to make a speech.Wang Wenjie stood up, coughed twice, and felt guilty looking at the students with shining eyes in the auditorium.

"We believe that the process is more important than the result. For example, the first day a person is born, he is destined to die, but we live so hard to enjoy the life process. As Comrade Lei Feng said: 'Human life is limited. Yes, but serving the people is infinite, I want to devote my limited life to serving the people infinitely', if the result is more important than the process, then just die on the first day of birth and go straight to the result ..."

As soon as Lei Feng's words came out, everyone laughed together, and they laughed even harder when they heard what he said later. The host saw the time was up and immediately called a timeout, and the opposing party made a speech.

Among the four people sent by Class [-], the first three were all boys, and only four argued that Luo Qingyu was a girl.Yibian was a tall and thin boy, wearing a school uniform that was obviously one size smaller, and raised his hands stiffly like a robot.

The opposing party argued: "Although the opponent's debater is aggressive, but if you use your brain a little, you will find that his logic is vulnerable." Wang Wenjie rolled his eyes and said "suck your mother", and the opponent continued to say sternly: "First, from the opponent's argument Analyzing from the words of friends, Comrade Lei Feng's words "put your limited life into serving the people infinitely" means that the value of human beings is "serving the people", and human life is a process, and " Serving the people' is a result, or many results, which can prove that the result is more important than the process. Two..."

This person spoke clearly, and there was no problem with the logic at first glance. Of course, even if there was a problem, Wang Wenjie couldn't hear it. When the time came, he just finished analyzing it, which was much better than Wang Wenjie being interrupted hastily.

What followed was the confrontation between the second and third debaters. Fatty flinched and flinched, Tang Yi tried his best to turn the tide. Everyone in Class [-] was very surprised, how this usually taciturn girl became so sharp-tongued.

At the end, Su Junping was called away by Boss Xie, and did not hear a harsh question from Luo Qingyu: "Since you think the process is more important than the result, why don't you just admit defeat and let us win?"

Class [-], who was sharpening their guns before the battle, was stunned for a while, and it seemed that they didn't react. Class [-] seized this offensive. They all studied liberal arts, and they opened their mouths. I kept talking about this group of uneducated science students for a while, and some of them were very ugly, almost swearing without profanity.It was Xiao Yiling's turn to sum up, and she finished summarizing dryly, and the result was as expected, of course, Class Seven won.

The debate competition was scheduled at noon, and there were competitions to follow. They were ruthlessly kicked out as soon as it was over. Xiao Yiling heard a boy in Class Seven stretch his waist and say, "Fuck Class Eleven, it's like Like a fool, wasting my time, I'm so sleepy!"

Xiao Yiling was stunned, looking at the half-opened door. Although it was only half-opened, the weather was excellent, and the sun was shining brightly on the man's shoulder.She was holding back her tears, but her eyes hurt like bugs in such a photo. She covered one eye and patted the man's shoulder with the other hand.

"Classmate." The boy turned his head, and she raised her hand and slapped her.

crisp.

She was terrified after the beating, and immediately covered her face and lowered her head to shout sorry, the boy was stunned by her sudden slap, and after a few seconds to react, he grabbed Xiao Yiling's hand, "Papa" Two palms, and then a push, without looking back.

There were screams at the door, Xiao Yiling was pushed and hit the corner of the back of the chair with her hip bone, she was crying in pain, Class [-] rushed up to beat the man, but was stopped by the teacher, suppressed her anger and sent Xiao Yiling to the hospital. infirmary.

Tang Yi went with her, and when he came back, he frowned very seriously and said: "I bumped into a big piece and it was red, about the size of two palms, and now it's starting to turn purple. The doctor said that it won't get better in two months." , now I give a bottle of medicine and wipe it off first."

The students in the class went to see Xiao Yiling, Xiao Yiling lay on the table and cried as soon as she was helped back, only saw her shrugging her shoulders, occasionally turning her face away, her whole face was bright red from crying, her eyelids were almost swollen Can't open it.

When Su Junping came back, he saw that the front door was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. He was standing on tiptoes outside to see what was going on, but was pulled back by the boys in the back row.

Wang Wenjie finished speaking in a few words, and it was rare that he didn't add any embellishments.

He frowned, and held a cigarette between his fingers like a pen. His face was very melancholy, so his voice became low.

"It's really Xiao Yiling's fault, but I can't blame her. The people in Class [-] spoke so damn badly that they even said 'you need to go to Huzhou'. I really don't know them How did he win, how did he win?! Fuck! Even if Xiao Yiling was at fault, why is he so ruthless?! There is a reason for men and girls to fight?! A bitch, who slaps twice and pushes so hard!"

Someone added: "Xiao Yiling's voice is a bit scary, nothing else, that man is so ruthless, the little girl's face immediately swelled up!"

"When the second force was beating people, all the students in class seven were laughing. Later, when we were stopped by the teacher, we were also laughing. We laughed very happily. They thought that our class eleven was a bunch of soft persimmons, and we deserved to be beaten!"

"Fuck it, isn't it just a piece of trash that's not even as good as an ordinary class, and it's also a 'key art class', I really think I'm a dish! Kill them!"

"beat!"

"Fight beat!"

……

Wang Wenjie sat on the table, brushing the ground with his toes, and suddenly stretched out his hand and fell silent.He looked at Su Junping: "The one who should speak up about this matter is Zuo Hufa, we all listen to you, what do you think?"

The indignant crowd found that the one who was usually the loudest hadn't spoken today, and suddenly fell silent strangely.

Su Junping hung his head for a long time before organizing his words: "It's better not to, after all, we made mistakes first, and we went to fight when Class Seven won. This is obviously public revenge..."

He suddenly shut his mouth, because he saw the boy's face turned ugly for a moment. Although he didn't say anything, the staring eyes had already fully expressed their intentions.

Su Jun is used to quarreling and fighting with others. He often singles out a group of people. He has a lot of fighting experience, but today he obviously lacks morale, and when he saw everyone's eyes, he retreated slightly and arched his back.

Just in embarrassment, Chen Yilin came back.Su Junping immediately sat next to him, clinging to his body very annoyingly, and then threw the matter discussed by the boys to him for him to decide.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt sharper gazes. He never thought that Chen Yilin was a first-class good student, and he would never let them fight.If Chen Yilin knew about it, he would not be able to avenge his revenge.

Someone has already snorted coldly.

Chen Yilin lowered his eyelids and looked at the hands on his shoulders. They were slender and clean, and there were cold hairs on the fingertips that caught the sun's rays, creating beautiful halos.He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He raised his eyelids and asked an irrelevant question: "That's why you like Luo Qingyu so much?"

Su Junping's face turned pale almost at the same time as he finished speaking, which was uglier than death.