Xia Chang

"Zhang Nian, I heard that Yang Kong is a god of learning, and he was only required in the accelerated class." Liu Ningning pushed his glasses at the same table. He opened the math review materials in the first minute of evening self-study, and the plastic pen holder was on the fingertips. Turn the tip up twice.

Zhang Nian only wears glasses in class. He opened his face coldly and pursed his lips. Before he could organize his words, he saw Liu Xiaobai in the front row turn around. He stared at Liu Ningning with wide eyes and pressed his throat. Ask: "Wow, really?"

"What the girls in our class said should be true."

Zhang Nian was a little restless, he moved his hands on his temples, moved around on the stool, raised his eyes after thinking for a while, and said, "What's the reason, are the girls in our class familiar with him?"

Liu Ningning showed a perplexed expression on his slender face. He began to look down at the math problems on the paper, and shaking the pen holder, said: "No wind, no waves, new classmate, how can someone make rumors for him. And he is not in the same dormitory as us. Well, we will always know better than others."

Seeing that Zhang Nian was about to get angry, Liu Xiaobai forcibly raised the corners of his mouth to smile, shook his arm, looked back at Liu Ningning, and said, "You think very openly."

During the one-and-a-half-hour evening self-study, Zhang Nian was distracted for nine to 10 minutes. Unlike Liu Xiaobai, Zhang Nian is a somewhat stubborn person. He yearns for freedom, respects rights and interests, and will not easily believe rumors.

After the evening self-study, he blocked Teng Xi and Wu Xiaochuan who were about to go back to bed, and asked, "How is Yang Kong's academic performance?"

"He is a god of learning." Wu Xiaochuan said.

Zhang Nian clenched his fists anxiously. He was about to ask again, but he heard someone calling him not far away. He turned his face away, and Liu Xiaobai, who ran over from the bathroom, squatted on the ground panting, hugging Zhang Nian's leg.

"Come with me to the campus supermarket, brother, stop chatting, and turn off the lights in a while." Liu Xiaobai has no concept of scale when playing, he is like a preschool urchin, looking up at Zhang Nian rascally.

Zhang Nian raised his hand to look at his watch, trying to put his legs back, he said, "It's still early, I'll ask you something, you get up first."

Turning his face again, he looked at the girls and asked, "Where can I see Yang Kong's report card?"

Wu Xiaochuan Yuanyuan wore square glasses on her face. She squinted her long and narrow eyes and replied, "We haven't met each other. Either ask him yourself, or go to Teacher He."

Teng Xi on the side lowered his head and glanced at Liu Xiaobai.

Liu Xiaobai ignored her, and only focused on shaking Zhang Nian's legs. Zhang Nian's face was particularly ugly. As soon as the two female classmates left, he suddenly yelled with red eyes: "Liu Xiaobai, you are crazy!"

There were not many people in the corridor. A male student with a thermos in the past touched the wall on the other side of the corridor; the light was pale, and it just shone on Liu Xiaobai's face. He let go of his hand and stood up abruptly. Get up, dizzy.

"Get out! Can you get out!" Zhang Nian was so angry that he wanted to kick Liu Xiaobai, but in the end he waved his hands instead. He walked away, and when he reached the stairs, he frowned and looked back at Liu Xiaobai.

Pointing at him, Liu Xiaobai shouted in astonishing decibels: "Zhang Nian, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"

After entering the bedroom door, Zhang Nian still kept a straight face. He threw the notebook in his hand heavily on the table and went to the bathroom.

When Liu Xiaobai came in with a few cans of Coke, Yang Kong was already lying on the bed, and he was still reading "The Art of War by Sun Tzu".

"Yang Kong, Yang Kong," Liu Xiaobai suppressed his throat, handed the cold Coke to the bed, looked at Yang Kong who turned his head, and smiled politely, he said, "Drink Coke."

"I don't like to drink." Yang Kong was startled suddenly. He closed his book and sat up. He stared at a pair of eyes with single eyelids, cleared his throat, pushed Liu Xiaobai's hand holding Coke away, and laughed.

After Zhang Nian washed his face, the hair on his forehead was still a little wet. He saw this scene when he entered the door.

Before he could finish wiping the water off his hands, he rushed forward, picked up the book, and threw it on Yang Kong's bed.

Zhang Nian's eyes were red and his teeth were tightly closed. Even though the rolled up sleeves were a bit messy, his movements were performed neatly to the extreme.

Yang Kong shouted, "What are you doing?"

"Give me the report card." Zhang Nian's voice was low. He cleared his throat, pushed Liu Xiaobai aside, and pointed at Yang Kong provocatively, pointing his fingers.

Yang Kong stretched out his hand to grope, and grabbed "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in his hand again. He lay down and said, "Why should I give it to you?"

He lay flat, opened the book again, took a deep breath, and pressed the book to his face.

Liu Xiaobai was still angry, he slammed the Coke on Zhang Nian's desk, thought for a while, gave him another can, and piled the rest on his bed.

Zhang Nian turned to look at him when he heard the sound, but only saw a thin white leg hanging in the trousers; Zhang Nian felt gray and black in his heart, and he rolled down his sleeves heavily and went to bed. go.

It was almost a sleepless night, from dark to dawn, cloudy, so in the morning there were crimson morning glows, like silk threads, floating in the lavender sky.

Zhang Nian quickly walked through the corridor, and fiddled with the wind-smeared hair in the mirror.He hadn't slept all night, and his face was full of fatigue, like a person in a turbulent climax with unspeakable suffering.

He Letian held the pen that was almost out of water, and the cup of hot tea in front of the table was wrapped in mist. He raised his head, stretched his short neck as far as possible, and squinted at the boy who came from outside the door.

He Letian thought it was time for him to change his glasses.

"Teacher He, I'm here to consult on behalf of dormitory 204, what is the origin of the new roommate?" The tone was respectful, but Zhang Nian's words came out of anger, so it was not pleasant to hear.

He Letian was silent for less than half a second, and suddenly reached out to pick up the cup, but the tea was a little hot, he licked his burning upper lip, and put the tea back.

He said: "This bed in your dormitory is vacant in our class. It is unexpected that Yang Kong's transfer is unexpected, but since he is here, at least give him a place to live. Zhang Nian, you are a sensible student, so you understand." Let's go to work."

Zhang Nian almost held his breath and listened to this passage, he sighed in frustration at the end of He Letian's words, raised his voice and said, "Has he completed his entrance exam?"

"He has a good reason to enter the class, and he has passed our inspection." This is He Letian's answer.

But it was not convincing, Zhang Nian immediately said: "Then announce his grades in the original school to the whole school, and all the students hope to get an explanation."

He Letian took a deep breath, held the teacup again, and spoke in a calm voice, he said, "Who gave you permission to represent the whole school?"

"Everyone wants to enter the accelerated class, why should he not announce the results? This is the rule and the school's reputation, you know?"

After saying this, Zhang Nian's face was already flushed, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and still looked at He Letian motionlessly, his eyes seemed to be full of icicles.

After thinking for a while, He Letian suddenly showed a perfunctory smile and said: "It is wrong to treat differently. Accelerated classes are utilitarian. Do you think you are reasonable? To correct a wrong thing, you What kind of childish thinking? Have you finished the questions? How much do you want to improve in the next monthly exam?"

Zhang Nian gritted his teeth and was about to refute, but just as he opened his mouth, he saw He Letian stand up and go outside quickly, the back of his old suit was rolled up, contrasting with his low body, it gave off a sense of humor.

Liu Xiaobai came over with a plate at lunch and sat next to Zhang Nian with hot rice in his mouth, but he still failed to speak up.

Zhang Nian ignored him, quickly ate his food, and suddenly stood up. He quickly went to the window to pick up the food, and returned within a few seconds, and there was an extra plate in his hand.

"I bought it for you. I apologize. It's all my fault. I shouldn't blame you." Zhang Nian said, throwing the plate of pepper chicken on the table in front of Liu Xiaobai.

Liu Xiaobai immediately picked up a piece of chicken leg to eat, he spat out the bone, stretched out his hand and hammered Zhang Nian's shoulder, and without turning his face away, he simply shook his head and said, "I'm the only one with your bad temper. I can bear it."

"I still haven't asked about Yang Kong's grades." Zhang Nian changed the topic, and the depressed mood appeared in his eyes again.

Liu Xiaobai said: "But what are you objecting to? Even if you know the grades, you don't know the truth or the fake ones. Even if you know the real grades, it still can't change the fact that he entered the accelerated class. Let's be more tolerant, learning is the most important thing."

"I don't want to give in. If he has better grades than anyone else in the class, I won't say anything; I'm so confused because one person makes an exception, what will the students think?" Zhang Nian couldn't eat anymore, so Zhang Nian picked up a piece of green pepper Come, chew, then looked at Liu Xiaobai firmly.

"I think... you're right," Liu Xiaobai frowned. He stuffed a piece of chicken into Zhang Nian's plate, pouted his head, and said, "If his grades are really good, I'll be convinced."

Zhang Nian poked the piece of chicken with his chopsticks, he saw the noisy people in the cafeteria, and also Liu Xiaobai's depression hanging on his cheeks, and a few strands of short washed hair floating on Liu Xiaobai's head.

Stimulated by the spicy smell of chicken, Zhang Nian turned around and sneezed.

Liu Xiaobai, who was rejected for offering the Coke, was no longer warm and friendly to Yang Kong, he was at ease, and only willing to talk to him when he had business to do.Mr. Yang Kong was always taciturn, and he was not serious about his study, but after being baptized by the rumors, these were summed up by the two words of high coldness and high IQ, which added praise out of thin air.

I don't know the source of the news that Yang Kong is a god of learning, but everyone already knows it.

Zhang Nian was still inquiring and checking. He asked around for Yang Kong's grades, but he also ran into obstacles everywhere. He Letian avoided Zhang Nian even before he met him; He Letian was still wearing his old suit. In the office pantry.

"Where is Yang Kong's original school? I'm going there to find his grades." Zhang Nian was exhausted. After a few days, Liu Xiaobai always advised him to relax, but he couldn't calm down, and even got angry with anxiety. pimple.

He Letian licked his teeth, raised his chin, his face was full of irritability, then lowered his voice and said, "Why do you insist on holding on to this matter? I can't answer you."

Zhang Nian nodded and said: "That's fine, as long as you are willing to swear that you have never lied to me, then I am willing to stop, I hope you don't lie to me, Mr. He, I know you are not someone who will deceive students."

Zhang Nian moved a little forward with his sneakers on, and looked at He Letian with arrogance. He Letian was not as tall as him, with short hair, and the same old pair of glasses on his youthful face. He narrowed his eyes , looking at the young man's face in sight, his cheeks trembled involuntarily.

He Letian buried his face down, took a few deep breaths, then raised his voice and said, "I swear, I never lied to you, if I lied to you, I—"

He Letian didn't finish his sentence, he was short of breath, his whole face was flushed, and he was sweating coldly, he bent his knees, suddenly clenched his rough right hand, and slammed it on his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: " My conscience was eaten by dogs."

He Letian's teacup was placed on the table, exuding the strong aroma of freshly brewed tea. Zhang Nian looked at him and suddenly found tears in the corners of his eyes.

Zhang Nian said: "I only want one truth, do you have to be so repulsive? Who are you giving up the cover of the bottom line for?"

He Letian didn't answer, picked up the cup, and tightened the lid tightly with trembling hands.

"I mean what I say, you swore, I should stop, thank you." Zhang Nian cared about his demeanor, so he didn't believe that he didn't know the truth at all.

But Zhang Nian kept his promise, frustrated and helpless, he took two steps back and walked out of the tea room.