don't like me

"Wen Zhixing, cadre, don't you know?"

"who is it?"

"Chairman of the student union, you haven't heard of such a big party?"

"I care about what he does." Yang Xiao said boringly, he didn't pay attention to this person, and he only asked a question after hearing other people's heated discussions.

The classmate who was kind enough to tell the story wanted to say more, but Yang Xiao showed boredom, so he no longer wanted to be annoying, but just waved his hand to remind him: "Anyway, there are only a large cadre of our school, an outstanding representative, at the weekly meeting You will be on stage to speak, oh, you are late every week, you have not had a Monday morning meeting, have you? Come early next week, you will know."

"Is he gold? I want to get up early for him?" Yang Xiao said, "Is it because I can't sleep well, or is it better to listen to nonsense?"

The classmate said: "It's up to you, I just give you a popular science."

"Excuse me." Yang Xiao has never paid much attention to this person. He always heard it mentioned by some friends, but he has never met this student union chairman.

Time always makes them stagger.

As the classmate said, he came once on Monday morning, maybe he ran into him.

But it wasn't necessary, and he wasn't going to listen to long-winded nonsense just to meet this stranger who meant nothing to him.

"Yang Xiao, can you report for 100 meters?" The sports committee member stood on the podium and was looking at him.

Yang Xiao turned and left, and said, "Not interested."

The sports committee tried hard to fight, "Don't, you run so fast, show it."

Yang Xiao has already left and stepped over the threshold of the class.

The sports committee member took a pen to write his name, and said to himself, "I'll assume you agree."

Yang Xiao has a lot of friends, both inside and outside the school, they all hang out together, playing ball with classmates in school, smoking and drinking with people outside the school, they get along with everyone.

This day he went to the basketball court as usual, hanging out with his friends, as if something new had happened, the friends were chatting about one person during the game, they were a senior cadre, the chairman of the student union.

Yang Xiao hasn't remembered this name yet, others call him Dacadre, and he only has an impression of these three words.

"Wen Zhixing is not the same kind of person as us. He is a pillar of society. Didn't you listen to what the principal said?"

"The chairman of the student union, right? The name is quite famous, and all the teachers in the junior high school know it."

"Character, who doesn't know?"

Yang Xiao just wants to play ball, but recently this name keeps coming to his ears. As a student, he must be able to hear the name of this influential man, but he didn't pay enough attention to it before, because of some recent fights , the name appears more and more frequently.

"Why are you talking about him? Is he a beauty?" Yang Xiao took the ball and patted it twice, but didn't pass it out.

A friend said, "Don't you know Wen Zhixing? What are you kidding?"

"Should I know you?" Yang Xiao didn't care.

"You will definitely know each other in the future. Problem children will always meet."

Yang Xiao threw the ball over and questioned, "Are you a good guy?"

Several boys teased each other, they had played enough, and they were going back. They were sweating and walking back to the classroom in their soccer uniforms. On this afternoon, Yang Xiao finally met the owner of the name that appeared frequently.

Yang Xiao was wiping his sweat, and the tight lines of his lifted clothes were revealed. At this moment, a friend next to him poked Yang Xiao's arm as if he had discovered a new land, "Hey, cadre."

Yang Xiao followed his guidance and looked over. He could only see a side face, but not the front face. The so-called big cadres had already left from one side, with their heads held high and their chests held high. Xiao could probably guess what kind of face it was.

It must be very pretty.

The large school uniform was put on the body of this big cadre, and the school uniform that was complained by the students was actually worn with an unattainable temperament.He seems to be quite thin, and his hair is neatly trimmed. At that time, this was called a silly hairstyle by his classmates. It was not dazzling enough, not public enough, and the hair of a well-behaved baby, but why didn’t he feel it at all on his head? To silly, but comfortable beauty.

The short hair could not cover the fair skin, and the neck exposed outside the school uniform touched the peaceful heartstrings.

Holding a few books, he walked past the noisy classmates. His handsome profile made people imagine infinitely, his back was straight, he stood like a pine and walked like the wind, and his eyes were firm and full of purpose. .

The noisy voice and the chaotic crowd instantly became the background board.

For some reason, the image of his first love girlfriend appeared in Yang Xiao's mind. He suddenly thought, wouldn't it be appropriate for him to wear a long white dress, a wig, and walk past him with a book in his arms? What does his first love look like in his mind?

"Yang Xiao!" A friend's call came from ahead.

Only then did Yang Xiao realize that he had stopped at some point, and he held up his clothes to wipe his sweat for a long time. His friend teased him about showing off his abs.

Yang Xiao didn't explain, he glanced around, someone looked at him, and he retracted it in time after he was discovered, it wasn't what he wanted to see, Yang Xiao turned his head instinctively, the figure submerged in green plants Has been tracked nowhere.

He slowed down and walked over. The ball in his hand was almost weightless. His friend asked him what happened. It was like being possessed by a ghost. Yang Xiao threw the ball to his friend and said, "What's the name of that cadre?"

"That cadre" is what everyone calls in private. Although they will be called the chairman when they meet, they are still unfamiliar to everyone behind their backs. For many people, this chairman is the flower of Gaoling, who is different from them and has a future. Sijin's future is expected to be high, almost born for excellence, because the students are very resistant to this person when they hear that the teachers often use him as an example to everyone.

"Wen Zhixing." The friend answered him.

Yang Xiao silently read the name, then raised his eyes, "It's the same as I thought."

"what?"

"No." Yang Xiao didn't explain, when he heard the name, he felt it fit his beauty.

"Will you speak on stage every Monday?"

"Well, he must give a speech at the conference. He is the chairman of the student union, and he presided over the flag-raising ceremony."

"Understood." Yang Xiao left.

In the dark, Yang Xiao has already made a plan. When the new week comes, he wants to see the image of his first love girlfriend with his own eyes.

So, Yang Xiao got his wish and saw the face of his "first love girlfriend" at the new week's conference. How do you describe his feelings?During the nearly 50-minute meeting, he did not say a word, staring at the people on the stage, completely ignoring what he said, the voice in his ears was firm and sweet, and the content was no longer important, he looked at the His red lips opened and closed as if painted with lip gloss, and he raised his head from time to time, delivering a speech of justice. All the surrounding scenes set off him. Standing in the sun and the five-star red flag, he fell into the golden halo , more dazzling than gold.

"...Fighting can't solve any problems. There were frequent incidents in the past week. The student union will pay attention to the students who were named. Other students, please keep safe and don't take chances."

Then what was Yang Xiao thinking?

He was thinking, the classmate whose name was pronounced is really lucky, does he also want to let his name be pronounced from this beautiful mouth?Is his tone light or serious?Is it soft or heavy?

During the 10-minute meeting, Yang Xiao didn't remember anything, his mind was full of a face and a bright red lip.The 10-minute conference made him fall in love with the feeling of being criticized, and fell in love with the beauty of standing under the stage and looking up at the sky.

Once the desire unfolds, it will have a tendency to explode violently.

He appeared where he might appear, he followed in his footsteps, made several occasional encounters, he stood among a group of bastards, peeking at the passing figures, he attended various uninteresting occasions, just to look at him in a legitimate way A reason for a glance.

"You've been acting weird lately. I've noticed that you come to places like this all the time." The classmate questioned his attendance. They were at the school celebration, waiting for the show to start.

Yang Xiao didn't explain, just sat quietly, the classmates around him were making trouble, the host was also a cadre of the student union, a girl, wearing an evening dress, he couldn't see her, he was disappointed in his heart, he heard that there were many hosts on such occasions It was him, Yang Xiao who came here.

Ready to be fooled, Yang Xiao started chatting with his classmates. After a while, he planned to leave, but just as he got up, his classmates mentioned a name.

"What is the cadre playing? Playing the piano?"

"I heard it would."

"He knows a lot. Isn't the musician hired by Gao just for him?"

"For him? School crazy?"

"I just heard it, and I don't know."

"Tch——I said it's impossible."

"Shut up." Yang Xiao kicked the seat of the noisy classmate in front of him. The unhappy classmate who was kicked looked back and saw that it was him, and didn't dare to say more. There is still a difference between classmates and friends.

The friend next to him saw this scene and asked curiously, "Did you delay listening to the music?"

"Yes, shut up tight too." Yang Xiao said, and the performance began.

Yang Xiao doesn't like listening to music, he can't understand it, he can't appreciate it, he would rather smoke a few more cigarettes in the corner than sit down and listen to boring music notation, but this time the feeling is different, he seems to hear Yes, I seem to understand the meaning of the song.

He should close his eyes and concentrate on listening to the beautiful notes, but he can't.At this time, under the blue light, on the alienated stage, a person in a formal suit stretched out his slender fingers and tapped the white keys. Looking at the hearts of the restless teenagers in the audience.

The noisy crows closed their mouths, the walking footsteps stopped abruptly, and the low-pitched conversation was submerged under the notes. Sad, joyful, and sad faces surrendered to the ten fingers, surrendered to the focused, devoted, and immersed sacred performance.

The elegant young man is a distant star in the sky, untouchable as if he does not belong to the secular world, the audience in the audience turned into loyal believers, they recalled the past in the song, some shed tears, some remained silent and kept silent.

Teenagers have their own worries.

Respect it, respect it, don't disturb it.

What do you like?I am sitting in the crowd, begging you on the stage to give me a casual look. I like it because I realize how bad I am when I meet you. I like it because I don’t dare to be chaotic or degenerate, because I’m afraid I won’t be able to give it. For a better future with you, I like to see you at the first sight, and I have already built a blueprint for my home in my heart.

what is love?Love is when you are in the sky, I dare not neglect, love is when you fall into the dust, I dare not be casual, love is that I always feel that I am not worthy of you, love is whether I can be with you, I have already thanked countless gods time, let me meet you.

At the end of the song, he walked out from the piano, faced the crowd, and bowed to salute.

At the end of the song, his eyes moved away from the keys and turned to the vast sea of ​​people. In that short 0.1 second, his eyes swept across Yang Xiao's face inadvertently.

Whoever taps lightly on the tip of someone's heart, who shakes the calm lake surface, leaving sparkling water.

Yes, he is not gold, there is nothing to see, he is a treasure that has been discovered long ago, just one glance will stir up the heartstrings of arrogance, and the next ten years will be nothing but extravagant hopes.

They stand under the same blue sky, they stand under the same red flag fluttering high, they receive the same education, breathe the same air, he stands where he can see, trying to reach out his hand maybe can touch the Lean body, he thought, he could even cut off his oxygen.

Under the swaying five-star red flag, among the joyful crowd, the young man was indulging in the supreme holiness, coveting things that did not belong to him.

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