make you angry, a little happy

Su Xiaoyuan was called away by Han Wen as soon as he entered the classroom today, and now his mind is blank.Just like when he reported to class 9 on the first day, he was at a loss, "I don't want to change my mobile phone, my mobile phone is in good use." Su Xiaoyuan took out the mobile phone, it was clean, like a new one.Good study habits have also permeated into life. Unlike Zhang Zhao, the screen of his mobile phone is full of fingerprints and he does not wear a case.

Do it, what a failure!Zhang Zhao also really wanted to see Xianhe post a circle of friends for himself. "Then when your phone breaks down, remember to tell me."

"Why is my phone broken?" Su Xiaoyuan put down the object of discussion, poked the small gift box with his finger, "Ugly."

"What?" Zhang Zhao was shocked by his cuteness.

"I said wrapping paper, why did you choose this kind of pattern, I'm afraid I'm going to make a mistake." Su Xiaoyuan pretended to ignore the dense circles on it, but couldn't hold back his lips with a smile, "Is this really for me?"

Zhang Zhao still felt that he couldn't do anything, and it was his mother Lai Changzi. "I don't know what you like, I bought it blindly. You can see if it looks good."

"It looks good, I like it." Su Xiaoyuan was moved by his silly intentions, and he liked it even without opening the package.He took it and weighed it, it was very light.

"Open it and have a look." Zhang Zhao spends money lavishly, but he knows that Su Xiaoyuan loves to plan, and tries his best to gain favorability for himself, "I keep the ticket stub, if you don't like it, I can exchange it."

Su Xiaoyuan carefully removed the tape on the wrapping paper: "Don't change it, look at you, you can't put a piece of tape on it, it's crooked."

"I've never done this before. It would be a problem if I put it on really beautifully." Zhang Zhao watched him unwrap the present, waiting anxiously, afraid that he really didn't like it, and also afraid that the present would not be valuable.

Inside the packaging box was a rectangular gift box with dark blue suede. Su Xiaoyuan removed another ribbon and opened it solemnly.

a pen.There are a few golden cranes branded on the red lacquer surface, fluttering their wings, Chinese style.

"Why don't you study, I think your pen is old." Zhang Zhao stepped on the basketball under his feet, not daring to look to the right, "I wanted to buy the best one, but it was out of stock, so it's not because I was reluctant. But this one is also a limited edition, if you don’t like it, let’s change it together, you can choose the one you like.”

Su Xiaoyuan always knew that Zhang Zhao was warm-hearted, but he didn't expect that he was so careful that he even paid attention to his own pen. "I like it, I will use this in the future... Thank you."

"Really?" Zhang Zhao was full of electricity immediately, as if he had eaten Nanfu, "Don't lie to me. Why don't you throw away the old pen, and I will contract your pen from now on."

"That can't be done." Su Xiaoyuan hurriedly protected the pencil case, "This is a gift from my uncle after my senior high school entrance examination, as a reward for my admission to Experimental High School."

Hearing about uncle, Zhang Zhao felt that his aunt was coming.It seems impossible for Su Xiaoyuan to throw away old pens. "It's okay, don't throw it away, but you use mine every day, and I can sit next to you to supervise. By the way, why did Lao Han ask you just now?"

The happiness brought by a pen overwhelmed the depression just now, and Su Xiaoyuan forgot about it. "Find me……"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Zhao knew he was grumbling, but it was the first time he saw him grumble like this.

"Squad leader, I may..." Su Xiaoyuan held the new pen, as if he was reluctant to hold everything, "I may have to change classes next semester."

Zhang Zhao was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Han said that the grade group leaders had a discussion meeting, and the teachers of all subjects agreed that I should go to Class 1." Su Xiaoyuan should be happy about this, but Su Xiaoyuan is really not happy, although every time he goes to class, he will lament that the teacher's knowledge points are too much. Simple, but he didn't want to go.

The hesitation and resistance in my heart cannot be described in one or two sentences, and it is more complicated than the mood at the beginning of school.Because at that time he didn't know Zhang Zhao, He An and Chang Zi, including Xue Ye.

Zhang Zhao woke up. "when?"

"Before the end of the term, it was said that I was still in class 9. After the final exam, there were several classes that would have remedial classes, so I went there." Su Xiaoyuan unscrewed the cap of the pen, found a fountain pen bottle from the table, sucked it up, and put it on the draft paper. Write down the name of Zhang Zhao.

"Oh, this..." Zhang Zhao was so uncomfortable that he couldn't say anything, he didn't grab his hands and struggled, "It's a good thing, it's a good thing, why are you so sad..."

Su Xiaoyuan thought he was pretending well, but he didn't know that his whole face was crumpled, and it was obvious that his heart was twisted into a ball of discomfort.

"But I don't want to go." This is the truth, even though I know I have no choice. Everyone is familiar, and I promised Chen Wenting to publish a blackboard newspaper together next semester... I don't want to go."

"Then you feel right in your heart. You don't want to go because you are familiar with the big guy. You don't want to give up on me?" Zhang Zhao was so uncomfortable that he wanted to beat Lao Wang up, but after thinking about it, Lao Wang still attached great importance to Su Xiaoyuan Yes, go back to the class and give the paper.

Su Xiaoyuan didn't speak, but still lowered his head, twisted his fingers, and pursed his lips.

Well, I admit it, Zhang Zhao didn't make it difficult for him. "Don't be unhappy, actually... In fact, with your grades, you should have been in Class 1 long ago. Class 9 is not where you should be."

"But I'm familiar with the big guys." Su Xiaoyuan was most afraid of going to a new environment alone, and starting from the stage where no one cares about him.

"But you don't have a good class in class 9." Zhang Zhao said matter-of-factly, even if he wanted to detain him, "in order to accommodate us, is the difficulty of class comparable to that of class 1? Don't make fun of your grades, you have to be angry Go. At worst, the three of us will find you after every class, and without me, no one can bully you."

"That……"

"Don't think about it yet, go to class." The teacher was writing on the blackboard, and Zhang Zhao quickly ruaed him, "Have a good class, and let's talk about it after the end of the semester."

Su Xiaoyuan was pressed rua by him, and then he started to take notes.Zhang Zhao didn't remember what the teacher said. His brain was completely controlled by the word transfer, and he couldn't think of anything else.

He An was also dumbfounded when he was eating at noon. "What, transfer?"

Tao Wenchang is the only sane online person. "Why are you reacting so badly? Xiaoyuan's grades should have been transferred long ago. If I were Lao Wang, I would have kidnapped him into my class after the first monthly exam."

"It's not crooked, eat quickly." Zhang Zhao's mind has not yet escaped the control of the shift.Su Xiaoyuan is going to be transferred to class 1, so he can't watch him every day in class.Will he be ostracized?Will he be bullied by Qiu Chen and the others?Will writing on the blackboard be erased?

Will Lao Wang show him face?Will the study pressure be too great?

All kinds of question marks crowded together, torturing Zhang Zhao's brain nerves.If he were to describe it, this feeling would be pain that he had never experienced before.

A 17-year-old boy said that he was in pain. If it was someone else, Zhang Zhao would definitely think that he was hypocritical.But the pain was in my heart, and I realized that it was really bitter, and everything I ate was bitter.

"You guys eat, I'll go out for a while." Zhang Zhao has never been in love before, so he doesn't know how to relieve it, but he can't stay in this class for the time being, and he is annoyed by this school.

"Come back soon." Tao Wenchang saw him running out strangely, but didn't stop him.Only He An was very nervous and asked him what happened to Brother Zhao several times.

Su Xiaoyuan came back during the lunch break, but Zhang Zhao was not there.He habitually went to see He Antao Wenchang's seat, which was also empty, probably on the basketball court.Everyone he knew was gone, and Su Xiaoyuan seemed to have been stretched by a nerve, and he didn't want to stay in school anymore.

People who have never been isolated by the class will not understand this feeling. To this day, he has not forgotten the wall that the class built with cold violence, it is a dream.Talking to classmates will never get a response, and every question thrown will not have an answer.As long as I stand up and walk, I will hear ridicule, do exercises and physical education classes, and no boys have ever stood in a row with me, let alone spring outings and autumn outings.

If one day the students are in a good mood and say something to themselves, Su Xiaoyuan can be happy for several days.

But Zhang Zhao...why did you go, when will you come back?Really, they all knew that they were going to change classes... Su Xiaoyuan sat in his seat, as if he had been driven to an isolated island.Just thinking about meeting new classmates again, he couldn't sit still, so he simply moved to the left, no one saw him anyway.

So quietly, he took Zhang Zhao's seat.

Zhang Zhao...is different from others.Su Xiaoyuan huddled in the last of the second group, like a poor unclaimed child, waiting for the class preparation bell to ring.

When Zhang Zhao rushed in, all the English teachers came. "Why, why are you sitting in my seat again?"

Su Xiaoyuan was embarrassed and said that he didn't want to move: "You go to class first, can I come back after class?"

That's great, Zhang Zhao is back. Su Xiaoyuan felt that he was less promising than a little village girl just now, and he was eagerly looking forward to the Red Army's arrival.

"Okay, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to carry things." Zhang Zhao was sweating all over the bike and started class as soon as he sat down.He didn't know which Su Xiaoyuan's English notes were, so he just held them all and asked him to put them back after taking them.

"Thank you." Su Xiaoyuan's heart was sour and sweet, and he lay limply on Zhang Zhao's table, looking at the three-dimensional geometric patterns he drew messily, "Why did you go just now, you haven't come back for a long time."

When Zhang Zhao asked him to ask, he felt a little bit dependent. "I went home, I remember there is still a mat at home..." He bent down and pulled out a mat from his sports bag.

The snow blue color is the same material as the little green back seat cushion, which makes it polarized when the sun shines on it.It's just that this one is bigger, it's a square shape, and it just fits on a class chair.

The stitches are very wide, and it looks like it was done by someone who doesn't know how to use needles. The distance between the two stitches is 5 or 6 cm.

"Give it to me?" Su Xiaoyuan touched it with his hand.It's a lie, it's not like someone has used it, the material is new.

"Well, I'll use it for you, I have no place to take it at home." Zhang Zhao gave it to him directly, obviously giving something, but with a bit of pride, "You are in class, I stared at it for a while, and Lao Han came and called me."

Brother Zhao was tired after working all afternoon.

Su Xiaoyuan grabbed a corner of the cushion, the material was slippery, but it looked velvety, very nice.He is not stupid, he can tell if he has used it or not.Besides, the fillings here are all swollen, which shows that they have just been stuffed in and have not been pressed yet.

He really needs this. The right buttocks are sunken a bit, with less flesh, and it tends to get numb after sitting for a long time. Even if you are sitting, the center of gravity should be tilted to the left.While the English teacher wasn't paying attention, he quickly stuffed the cushion under his buttocks, and it was comfortable now, like the cushion his mother prepared for him at home, like the soft cushion that his aunt sewed for him.

Zhang Zhao was probably really tired and fell asleep facing outward.There was sweat on the neck, and the back of the sportswear was completely soaked, probably from riding a bicycle.When Su Xiaoyuan got closer and smelled it, he actually smelled sweaty.

Not heavy, every boy will have it.

Su Xiaoyuan stared blankly at his back. "How do you know I'm missing a cushion?"

Just as Zhang Zhao was about to fall asleep, he squinted his eyes and turned to look at him: "I don't know if you sit next to me. In class, you can count on your ability to mess around, and you will be dishonest for a while. Besides, I think about you every day."

Uh, it hit the muzzle.Su Xiaoyuan changed the subject in a panic: "Then have you eaten lunch?"

"I haven't eaten, do you have something to eat?" Zhang Zhao likes to see him admit to cowardice, it's really bullying.

"Well, I didn't go home at noon, I ran out to buy something." Su Xiaoyuan was inexplicably flustered, more shy than the little village woman who saw the Red Army coming for the first time, "Here, I'll give you everything."

A bag full of prawn crisps, Double Happiness wedding candies.

Zhang Zhao blushed when he saw the candy: "You bought this before you came home?"

Su Xiaoyuan's voice was low and low, and Bai Bai's fingers took one out, and put it on Zhang Zhao's thigh: "Carrefour only has it, I'm afraid I'll be late for class, so I left early. You keep it for food... I will transfer to another class next semester." , Actually... I don’t feel well either.”

The two of them changed seats in class and ate wedding candy, even Zhang Zhao thought it was too much. "You didn't eat, did you... Let's go to the canteen after class?"

"Alright, class first, I, I have to take notes." Su Xiaoyuan experienced ups and downs in the morning, afraid that Zhang Zhao would eat his candy directly, and also afraid that he would not eat it.Why am I so stupid, as stupid as a prawn cake, the bright red candy wrapper reveals a rustic stupidity.

"Hello." Zhang Zhao held the candy and pulled him, "I have something to tell you."

"What are you talking about?" Su Xiaoyuan leaned over to listen.

Zhang Zhao moved quickly: "Can I touch the back of your hand, I don't feel at ease if I don't touch it."

"You!" Su Xiaoyuan became anxious, the back of his hand became hot, and someone grabbed it.

"Okay, let's go to class well." Zhang Zhao acted like a good boy after getting cheap, and continued to lie down and sleep.After a while, he peeled off the candy wrapper and rolled it on his tongue.It melts in the mouth and is so crispy that the heart trembles.

But... oh, Xianhe is going to change classes, what should I do in the future?Zhang Zhao felt a sense of melancholy.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Zhang Gou: If I touch your finger, call the police!

Subo: Good.

Zhang Gou: So can I touch the back of your hand?