To my dear Mr. Meng

The thought of handing over Mr. Meng to others makes me very unhappy; but what makes me even more unhappy is that I have no position to stop others from liking him. After all, I can’t hang a sign around Mr. Meng’s neck that says "No touching or feeding".

After thinking about it, we can only act first.

After I made up my mind, I really realized what it means to be difficult at the beginning.

People who do big things always pay attention to safety. In order to come up with a way that can surely abduct Mr. Meng, I have been thinking hard every day, planning from the first year of high school to the second year of high school.

Especially in the first semester of high school, in order to study liberal arts with Mr. Meng, I secretly changed the application form for different subjects. My mother was so angry that she almost kicked me out. For the first time, I did not do what she wanted. His head was throbbing and hurting.

At that time, my mother went straight to the vice principal's office.The vice-principal had a slight friendship with my dad, and the scene was very awkward. My mother and him were in a stalemate, so the vice-principal had to call my elusive father.

My father brought me and my mother home with a livid face. He couldn't help but quarrel with my mother first. Hearing the crackling sound outside the bedroom door, I knew that the vases, cups, and fruit plates in the house were unfortunately decapitated. at.I was lying on the bed reading Camus’s novels, the roaring human voice was blocked outside the eardrums, only the cracking sound of porcelain and glassware settled down, and slid into the depths of the ear canal like an ice skate, greasy white , faint blue, also dotted with garnet red.

After these sounds passed, there was a long period of dead silence outside the door.After a while, I heard heavy footsteps, and then the door lock turned, and my dad pushed the door open and walked in.

The door closed behind him, and I sat up, but my mother was nowhere to be seen through the gradually narrowing gap in the door.I sat cross-legged on the bed, but my dad didn't approach me, but stood by the bed and looked down at me condescendingly.

He still comes back occasionally for dinner these days, but I always feel like I haven't seen him very much, and it's even rarer to meet his eyes like this.Objectively speaking, my dad is indeed a very capable father: a middle-aged man in his early forties, not only has a successful career, but also has a handsome appearance. Leather shoes, never hang a big gold chain.

Even Guan Ting, who has always been critical, nodded again and again: "I thought only my dad was an upstart who didn't look like an upstart, but I didn't expect your dad to be too. No wonder they have a good relationship and birds of a feather flock together."

It's probably my illusion. I think my dad looks kindly at me today.Maybe we haven't seen each other for too long, distance produces beauty, because I see him very pleasing to the eye now.

My dad dissected me for a long time with his eyes, and finally opened his mouth: "Do you want to study liberal arts?"

I nodded.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Think about it."

"I don't care if I regret it later."

"I know."

"Then read it." He said lightly.

My heart was pounding, I hesitated for a while, and said: "But my mother..."

"Anyway, you read it yourself."

I restrained myself from laughing on the spot, pulled my face and said, "Okay then."

So I got my wish and followed Mr. Meng into the liberal arts class.

My mother was so angry that she didn't go home for more than half a month. I didn't know if I was staying at my grandmother's house or my uncle's house. Anyway, I went to my aunt's house every day to receive relief.

This made my aunt so happy that she bought good food every day and waited for me to go to the kitchen.I complained to her while I was cooking, but she didn't express anything special after listening to it, she just said: "Since it is something you have thought about yourself, then let it go and do it."

In fact, I was just thinking about it, but when she said it was like a beautiful ideal and a cruel reality, I was very embarrassed, and I covered it up: "Actually, I don't know which one is better in the future."

My aunt said flatly: "Thinking far is not necessarily a good thing, and thinking too far is not necessarily a bad thing. People often spend their whole lives in regret. I don’t know if I will regret it in the future. Then do what you don’t regret now. alright."

I half understood what I heard, and agreed a few times indiscriminately.

As soon as I reached the second year of high school, I made a big jump, and finally put an end to He Miao's ridicule of my height.Probably as a reward for my height, I also received two anonymous love letters.But I am not happy about it, on the contrary, I feel a little sad. I must have nothing to show for myself except my height.Besides, Mr. Meng is not a girl, and I have lost even the only possible attraction.

So I was very worried and sighed all day long.

"Don't sigh, my heart is tight when I hear it."

At this time we were sitting in a box on the second floor of the teahouse, Guan Ting was chewing on a piece of amber walnut, and scolded me mercilessly.She was copying her homework on the mahjong table covered with grass-green velvet mats. Occasionally, she quickly reached out and brushed her long hair back behind her ears.

Holding the teacup full of melancholy, I aimed the ferocious faucet printed on it at her to express my resentment.

"Copy my homework and show me some respect."

It's only early May and the weather is already hot.The golden sunlight pierced through the window like a javelin, piercing hot and huge holes in the snow-white wall.Fortunately, it is morning, and occasionally a gust of cool wind blows in, slightly counteracting my overflowing melancholy.

Guan Ting turned a page with a "wow" and asked me, "What's wrong with you? I, a broken-hearted person, didn't even sigh."

After I got to know Guan Ting well, I have gradually become accustomed to her chaotic emotional state, so I calmly asked, "Break up again?"

"He is actually friends with Niu Jun, but it disgusts me."

I remembered that last year Niu Jun was discovered by Guan Ting because of a petty theft, and Guan Ting sued the principal, and everyone in the school knew about the stabbing. In the end, Niu Jun was forced to transfer to another school, and I nodded.

According to Guan Ting, after she knew what Niu Jun had done, she was so angry that she didn't eat for three days.Nouveau riche, money is always the most important thing, I understand.

How many boyfriends has Guan Ting dated?It should be enough to gather two tables of mahjong.

I sipped the smoky tea with pointed cheeks, thought of this, and cleared my throat in a serious manner: "I want to ask you something."

Guan Ting didn't raise his head: "Huh?"

"Are all your boyfriends chasing you?"

Guan Ting raised his head and scratched my face with knife-like eyes: "Why are you asking this?"

"I'm curious to ask, if you don't want to say it, forget it."

She propped her chin with a pen: "Not all of them. When you find something you like, of course you have to fight for it. Otherwise, you think it's RMB, and everyone loves it?"

I am very teachable.

She was about to make another long speech, but she stopped it abruptly: "Wait, why are you asking such details? You don't even ask about these things." She rolled her big eyes and asked with great interest, "Have you fallen in love with someone?" ?”

I shook the hand holding the cup, and made a gesture to get the homework book, diverting my attention: "Return the book to me."

She rushed over and held it down, begging for mercy: "I won't ask, I won't ask! I haven't finished writing yet!"

I grabbed the walnuts and sat back, Guan Ting winked maliciously: "Have you enlightened?"

"talkative."

Guan Ting put away his smile and said solemnly: "I'm just doing it for the sake of my friends. I care about you, okay? You've come to ask me, which means that you must not have caught up with me. I really don't want me to give you any advice. ?”

I am shaken.

"But if she doesn't know you yet, it's a little troublesome..."

"How could you not know him?"

I blurted out.

Guan Ting laughed straight: "Oh? Are you in our class?"

I didn't speak anymore.

At that time, it was just in time for the city's high school basketball league. As a long-term hard worker of the school team, I was dragged by the ears by the big brother every day to set up a stall on the side of the basketball court.

Big Brother’s eyes are like copper bells, his hands are like palm-leaf fans. He has been teaching physical education for 20 years. My little daughter-in-law dared not point to the west.

Seeing that the competition is coming soon, the big brother didn't miss any rest time, and called the basketball team together for training.He Miao had just taken over as the captain of the school team at the end of last semester, and he was so tired that he complained incessantly.

When the players were scolded, I sat under the shade of a tree, fanned myself with the roster in my hand, and watched the cheerleaders dancing in the distance.

According to the current statement, I was probably the manager of the basketball team at that time, responsible for serving tea and water to the big brother and the school team, and when I was free, I would joke with the girls in the cheerleading team and connect with each other.

Why do this is a long story.In the first year of senior high school team selection, I was coldly rejected by the big brother because of my height. The second year of senior high school managed to get one of them mixed in, but not long after, I was accidentally injured in a training session. Thanks to my mother "for your own good" Intervention, I withdrew from the varsity team.The big brother seemed a little bit sorry, and always called me to come. As time passed, I became his regular lackey.

There was still half an hour before the evening self-study started, and most of the students had already finished their meals, scattered around the school, and many of them gathered around the basketball court to watch the school team practice.Just when Xu Miao made a three-pointer, cheers erupted from the crowd, mixed with the voices of a few girls, shouting "Xu Miao" enthusiastically.

Good guy, I'm not afraid to let Feng Yanling hear it.

When I said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, when I looked up, the cheerleaders at the other end had disbanded, and Xu Miao's girlfriend Feng Yanling and a few younger sisters came from the other side of the playground arm in arm.

I always thought that the director of politics and education didn't need to wear the red sleeves of "school spirit and discipline" to go to the corners to catch boys and girls who are together, just from the basketball team, track and field team and cheerleaders.Especially between the cheerleaders and the basketball team, there have always been inexplicable tricks.For example, He Xiaochuan, the captain of the basketball team who transferred from another school last semester, and the popular lover of countless girls in the school, was finally taken over by Guan Ting from the cheerleading team; another example is Xu Miao and Feng Yanling. Xu Miao joined the cheerleading team, and now he is actually the vice-captain of the cheerleading team.

The opposite sex cheers for themselves in public, which satisfies the male vanity and sense of accomplishment too much.If I were a girl, I would definitely put on a short skirt and hold colorful flower balls to cheer Mr. Meng up.

As soon as the sisters-in-law from the cheerleading team came over, I quickly got up and gave up my seat.There was only one chair, and three girls sat crowded together, and the other two sat back to back on the desk, all of them were flushed and sweating profusely, and took out a tissue to wipe their sweat as soon as they sat down.I conveniently fanned them with the roster, chatted with Feng Yanling, and suddenly heard someone calling me from behind, and turned my head to see that Guan Ting was trotting over with another girl from the cheerleading team.

Guan Ting threw the bouquet to me, unscrewed the mineral water and took a few sips: "I'm so hot!"

Feng Yanling also said that she was thirsty, so Guan Ting handed over her own bottle.The girl next to her was also carrying a small bag with two big flower balls under her arms, frantically twisting the bottle cap.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and stretched out my hand: "Let me help you."

She glanced at me, seemed a little embarrassed, stuck out her tongue, said thank you, and handed over the bottle.

I twisted the bottle cap for her, and asked her to give me the bouquet, and threw it with Guan Ting on the pile of school uniforms that the boys had taken off.She pursed her lips and smiled, revealing two deep dimples on her cheeks.

I said, "I haven't seen you."

Guan Ting chuckled and put her shoulders on her shoulders: "I just joined the cheerleading team last week. She's a class girl in Class [-] and [-]. She's cute, isn't she?"

She pushed Guan Ting lightly, and smiled at me with a forceful spirit: "My name is Zhan Xinlei."

We walked to the edge of the basketball court to watch the school team play.

Most of the people in the school team were sophomores, and Zhan Xinlei couldn't recognize them all. She only recognized Xu Miao, Meng Qiansheng, and Dai Hang from the first year of high school. Guan Ting pointed them out to her one by one. That was Zhao Tianlu from class one, and that was from class three. Zeng Yang, that is Tang Yucai from Class [-]...

Feng Yanling was full of energy, waving the bouquet in her hand to cheer for Xu Miao and Mr. Meng. A few girls on the opposite side of the court secretly looked at her from time to time and whispered together.I'm familiar with those girls, and I've come to see the school team training every day recently, probably which one of them is interesting to Xu Miao.

Just as I was thinking, Feng Yanling suddenly touched my arm: "Do those three girls often come to see Xu Miao play?"

"How do you know?" I was taken aback.

"The one with the braids likes Xu Miao! It's disgusting. I've disliked her for a long time."

Women are really perceptive animals.

Suddenly Guan Ting screamed, and from the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of Mr. Meng stealing Dai Hang, turning around for a three-step layup, and a brilliant comeback.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly yelled and cheered loudly. The big brother blew his never-leaving whistle, and re-wrote two to one on the small blackboard: "Stop! Come here today, come and gather!"

Guan Ting's voice pierced through the crowd and cheered, "Meng Qiansheng is so handsome!"

Mr. Meng and Xu Miao turned their heads together. Xu Miao made a funny face for us and winked at Feng Yanling. Mr. Meng waved to Guan Ting and me. Go to Big Brother to listen to the training.

Probably their performance today was unsatisfactory, it was rare for Big Brother not to swear at others, and let them disband after a few pointers.I took out the mineral water that the track and field team had brought me earlier, and this group of people rushed over like tigers, sweat stains all over their heads, and they didn't bother to wipe it off. They unscrewed the bottle and poured it.As soon as Xu Miao came over, Feng Yanling greeted me with mineral water. I threw a bottle of water to Mr. Meng. He thanked me with a smile, looked around and asked me, "Where's my school uniform?"

I piled up the school uniforms of the team members on the edge of the clean tiles in the flower bed, and only Mr. Meng's was placed on the back of the chair I was sitting on.I looked back and saw that the back of the chair was empty, so I couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"Is this your dress?"

Zhan Xinlei held her and Guan Ting's bouquet between her and the school uniform collar and handed it to Mr. Meng: "Just now they accidentally dropped it on the ground when they were sitting."

"Thank you."

Mr. Meng took it and hung it in the crook of his arm, then threw the water to me: "Get it for me, I'll go wash my hands first. Is there any paper?"

I touched my pocket and found that it was empty, so I remembered that I was in the classroom.Guan Ting said she had, and was about to take out her pocket, when Zhan Xinlei had already fished out a pack of tissues for him.

When Mr. Meng walked away, Guan Ting smiled strangely and said to her, "Isn't he handsome? I'm in the same class as me."

Zhan Xinlei nodded and said yes.

Alarm bells rang out in my heart, and I said dissatisfiedly, "Don't make up your mind."

Guan Ting saw that my expression was not good, and he might have misunderstood it, so he changed his words and said, "Yes, yes, this handsome guy is also in our class, isn't he more handsome than Meng Qiansheng?"

Zhan Xinlei smiled and nodded repeatedly.

I threw the empty bottle in the trash, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Guan Ting, the dog-headed military strategist, is right.At the beginning, she relied on the cheerleaders and the school team to get along day and night, and worked hard while the iron was hot, to successfully catch up with the heartthrob He Xiaochuan. The basketball game happened to be a good time to show her courteousness, so I had to figure it out.