Wanderer

The life of the third year of high school is connected by exams one after another, and it is another monthly exam in a blink of an eye.

Bai Yunqi stared at the number on his report card. For the first time in his life, he felt the frustration of "I obviously worked hard" in terms of study.

Liu Xinyu and Ke Likai, who formed a group to watch the fun, laughed and laughed all the way. The conscientious Liu Xinyu sighed in a "Gong Xi Fa Cai" tone: "Oh, Brother Bo, I heard that your language has been overwhelmed."

Ke Likai said "dissatisfied": "How can you say this, you should say this..." He took a sharp breath, and shouted angrily: "It's terrible, Mr. Bai, I heard that your language is overturned."

Bai Yunqi: "..."

Before the two of them finished laughing, the study committee member stood at the front door and shouted: "Bo Yunqi! Lao Wu summoned you! Slip out!"

Liu Xinyu asked Bai Yunqi, "Is it just Old Wu?"

"There are also our Badashan people." The study committee saw Bai Yunqi who stood up helplessly, and said sympathetically, "Master Bai, I heard that your language has blown up? The Badashan people are full of anger in Lao Wu's office." spinning around."

Ke Likai rolled a piece of drawing paper into a microphone and brought it to Bai Yunqi's mouth: "Come on, the lighting engineer is ready, Mr. Bai, tell your story."

"...God will kill me."

The study committee member looked at the two people who were still laughing wildly in his place after Bai Yunqi left, and couldn't help asking curiously: "How miserable is Bai Dashen this time?"

Liu Xinyu shook his head: "No, if you say the flag, you will beat me to death."

Ke Likai also smiled and said nothing.

The study committee member and biology class representative folded his hands and sneered, "What are you two planning to do with the biology newspaper? The list of my homework that I haven't handed in is still empty."

Ke Likai faltered first, and confessed honestly: "The fall was so fucking miserable, it was a mess, bloody and bloody, it was a heroic sacrifice."

"how much?"

Liu Xinyu: "87."

Study members:"……"

Bai Yunqi really failed this time. His other five subjects still occupy the top three positions in the single subject rankings. The Chinese directly fell to find the rankings from the back to the front. The total scores were pulled down by dozens of students. , almost returned to his ranking in the first monthly exam - that time he deliberately let go, this time it was really bad.

Badashan native, real name Bashanqiu, a master student of the Department of Chinese, who has been a Chinese teacher for five or six years, is usually modest and gentle, gentle and elegant, and speaks in a slow and orderly manner. The office roared for a full 5 minutes, and it was not until Fang Hui opened the door and walked in after class that he suffocated his anger and died down.

Bai Yunqi, who had been sprayed with saliva all over his face, glanced at Fang Hui gratefully. The goddess halo had never been so dazzling.

Seeing the dejected Bai Yunqi standing there, Miss Fang smiled before saying anything, "Bo Yunqi, I heard that your Chinese... oh, Mr. Ba, you are here, teach this child well, how can this Chinese be so good at last?" Delay."

Bai Yunqi looked at Fang Hui in disbelief, and watched her walk into the back room with a look of "Did I offend you?"

Ba Shanqiu, a Confucian student, was not allowed to speak evil words in front of a lady, so he let out a sigh of relief, "Bo Yunqi...Bo Yunqi..."

Holding the teacup in his hand, Old Wu smoothed things over and said, "Yunqi may also be acting out of order this time... Oops, isn't this composition off topic?"

"..."

"Do you think Chinese literature is interesting?" Ba Shanqiu asked.

Against his conscience, Bai Yunqi nodded slowly.

When Ba Shanqiu saw his hesitation, he was very disappointed. He took out a copy of "Guwen Guanzhi" from his briefcase, waved his hand and said, "Take it and read it yourself."

"Thank you, teacher." Bai Yunqi took the book tremblingly, never thinking that if he fails the exam, he will be treated as a gift.

Ba Shanqiu didn't respond either, and just said: "Actually, what your grades are, that's your own business. The teacher just wants to lead you in. A person has to have something in his heart to stand on the ground. Don't you think so?" This reason?"

Bai Yunqi was taken aback.

"Forget it, you're still young, so it's meaningless to tell you these things." Ba Shanqiu smiled inexplicably, "If you really have nothing to read in the future, just study, the people in the book can't do without you .”

The bewildered Bai Yunqi came out of the office and met Sun Miao who was going to find Fang Hui, and before he could say hello, he gloated and said, "Rich second generation, I heard you hiccupped in Chinese? "

Bai Yunqi: "..."

Sun Miao: "But it's okay. I heard that the Chinese scores are generally not high this time."

Bai Yunqi seemed to find some comfort, "Really?"

"Of course." Sun Miao watched him peacefully, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be the first in the grade in 117... How much did you take... Where are you going?"

Bai Yunqi, who had been buried for a whole day, couldn't bear it and walked away, leaving her, a heartless little half-dead figure behind her.

After Sun Miao and Fang Hui finished discussing a topic, the evening self-study class had been in class for nearly 10 minutes. It happened that Wu Guangming answered the phone, stopped her who was about to go out, and said, "The batch of papers ordered just now has arrived, you Go get your class, and by the way, ask the math class representatives of Class Two and Class Three to also get it, check the number of people, and check to see if there are any missing pages."

Sun Miao responded, opened the door and went out.

After sorting out and registering at the place where the papers were collected on the sixth floor, Sun Miao walked downstairs with a stack of papers in her arms.As soon as we reached the fourth floor, there was a sudden commotion downstairs, followed by a whistle, accompanied by the roar of the teacher from the Political and Education Office, a large group of boys and a few girls ran up the stairs, and they scattered like birds and beasts in an instant. reins of wild dogs.

The political education teacher who caught the late self-study skipping class shouted: "It's useless to run! I remember which class you ran to! Those who are in Class [-]! Come out!"

While he was howling, another figure flew up downstairs, and he was too busy escaping for his life to look at the way. He happened to meet Sun Miao, who was standing there watching the excitement, and was so frightened that he almost stepped on the air and turned over.

Sun Miao: "...Be careful!"

Liu Xinyu held on to the handrail to stand still, and begged in a low voice: "For the sake of the flag, sister, please don't sell me... I'll run away without talking!"

Seeing that the teacher was about to catch up, Sun Miao threw the paper in her hand to Liu Xinyu and said in a low voice, "Follow me."

Liu Xinyu hurriedly picked up a stack of test papers. He didn't know what medicine Sun Miao bought in the gourd, but he didn't dare to throw the test papers away. He stood there with a bitter face and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Just follow me." Sun Miao randomly took a few papers from the pile of papers, pretending to check the number: "11, 12, 13... Hey, teacher."

The political education teacher glanced at the two of them and said, "Why don't you study by yourself at night?"

"Mr. Wu asked us to come and get the math papers we ordered." Sun Miao said without changing her expression, and turned to Liu Xinyu and said, "This stack of numbers seems to be wrong, and I got a few missing papers."

Liu Xinyu followed her words dumbfoundedly: "Then, let's get it again."

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle, half a class is over, what are you doing?!" The political education teacher was looking for trouble, and pouted the two of them again by finding fault, and said: "Where did the group of people who ran over just now go? did you see it?"

"I didn't see clearly." Sun Miao's expression was as sincere as that of an old farmer selling cattle in the market, and he raised his arms and waved, "I heard you roar, and they disappeared with a crash."

Liu Xinyu, who was "wow--": "..."

The political education teacher was amused by Sun Miao, waved his hands and said: "Go, don't count papers while walking, be careful of falling."

Sun Miao smiled innocently: "Hey, thank you teacher."

After the political education teacher left, Liu Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief and almost collapsed on the railing. He cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Granddaughter is mighty, let Qiqi treat you to dinner some other day."

Sun Miao frowned: "Why are you always mentioning Bai Yunqi?"

Liu Xinyu's expression was a little strange: "Didn't I see that you two usually walk very close?"

Sun Miao: "..."

Ever since Bai Yunqi knew about Sun Miao's intentions, he was forced to take the position of "assistant". When he went to the cafeteria with Liu Xinyu, he often picked up Sun Miao with "Just came out of Fang Hui's office together". We're going to Fang Hui's office together later." Call Sun Miao, and Liu Xinyu...

In short, from the perspective of Liu Xinyu, who was confused about the situation, Bai Yunqi and Sun Miao had either just come out of Fang Hui's office, or were on their way to Fang Hui's office.

Feeling that Sun Miao's expression was very subtle, Liu Xinyu was stunned for a moment, and tentatively asked, "How about I treat you to dinner at 365?"

365 is a dessert shop opened next to No. 360 Middle School. It has a nostalgic and unorthodox full name—"Thinking about your [-] for five days." It often buys a few bowls of small wontons and glutinous glutinous rice balls without doing business, which are basically girls' tastes. The decoration is also a pink and tender girly heart. It is not so much a place for students to eat, as it is a holy place for girlfriends' gatherings and couples' dates.

Sun Miao's eyes lit up, but she still said reservedly: "You don't need to spend money, just buy a cup of milk tea."

Liu Xinyu nodded with a 1.9-meter mallet, "Let's call Qiqi after school that Friday, and the three of us will go together."

"..." Sun Miao still kept smiling, and repeated the words "Uncle □□'s Bai Yunqi" in his heart eight hundred times.

Bai Yunqi, who was facing "Guwen Guanzhi" and turned gray with worry, sneezed violently, almost spit out his eyeballs, and rubbed his sore nose. It's a natural incompatibility.

Comrade Wen Hai, who is physically disabled and strong, rested at home for less than a week, and returned to work dragging his sick body. However, due to the inconvenience of driving, he had to commute to and from get off work on the light rail these days, so naturally he could not pick up Bai Yunqi.

The hard-working and simple classmate Bai Yunqi first came and went on two legs. After a few days, Wen Hai, as a professional victim of paranoia, took on a robbery case of a speeding gang, and refused to let Bai Yunqi walk. After going to and from school, I finally found a mountain bike with rusted locks from the basement, sent it to the maintenance shop next to the community for repairs, and then threw it to Bai Yunqi after changing hands.

Although the style of that car is extremely flamboyant, the paintwork is still monotonous and cool. At first glance, it looks like a modified "[-]".

Bai Yunqi rode this expensive "[-]" and galloped home - at first he was worried about causing trouble to Wen Hai, and tried to persuade Wen Hai to let him go to school by himself every day.But after this goal was achieved for such an unexpected reason, he began to miss the time when he could see Wen Hai's off-road vehicle at the school gate every day.

Although the two were in the same room after returning home, Wen Hai basically stayed in his bedroom except for eating and washing time, and the time spent together in the car every day was missing. , almost very few.

"Why am I so mean?" he thought.

The cell phone in his coat pocket vibrated. Not many people knew his cell phone number, and the only one who would contact him at this time was Wen Hai.

Bai Yunqi parked the car on the side of the road, put his legs on the ground, took out his mobile phone and read the content of the text message on the screen - "Go to the bookstore opposite the neighborhood to buy an ancient Chinese dictionary. Sender: Wen Hai"

"..."

This day is really impossible.