ninety-nine twelve

The school is still humane, and the third grade is given a day off on New Year's Day.

I don't know who started it in the class two days ago, and asked everyone to go out together on the night of the 31st to count down the New Year's Eve. Almost half of the class responded.Zhang Tianle should have been the first to actively participate in this kind of thing, but now he cooperates with training and is more self-disciplined than before. His daily routine and dietary intake are also strictly controlled. Who knows when the countdown to the New Year will come back What's more, group activities inevitably have dinner together. When asked whether to go with everyone, Zhang Tianle politely refused.

After the evening self-study was over, the class dispersed faster than usual. Those who went home went home, and those who didn’t wandered around. They made an appointment to gather at a commercial square in the city center at eleven o’clock.Zhang Tianle lacked interest, and after saying "see you next year" to me, he honestly went home, but he didn't feel sorry for him.

I went home, took a shower, changed my clothes, and when it was almost time, I set off to meet everyone.

The square was already full of people, and there was still an hour to go, but everyone would rather stand in the cold wind than find a corner to take shelter.I huddled in the crowd looking for my companions, and it became more and more unclear why I was here. It stands to reason that I am really not very interested in counting down to the New Year, but since someone shouted, I will come, but I did not expect There are so many people.

People in the class arrived one after another, chatting and frolicking together, I held my nose and breathed to keep warm, feeling that I was really making mistakes for myself.

The large screen embedded outside the shopping mall was still pitch black at this moment, and there was no movement.There are rumors that there will be a New Year’s Eve event in this square this year, when the time will be displayed on the big screen, and people will count down to the last 60 seconds together, but in my opinion, at least until now, there is no sign of this, the gate of the shopping mall is closed and closed already , and the big screen looks like it's closed.

The time gradually approached zero, and even in the last few minutes, the big screen was still completely silent. Finally, everyone in the square couldn't help but booed again and again, so they had to organize the countdown by themselves.But there were too many people, and there was no unified time at all. During the whole process, I heard at least four countdown sounds coming from different directions.

As I looked at each other with the classmates around me, the New Year came inexplicably.

The boos grew louder, mixed with some disappointed expletives.

The cell phone I carried in my jacket pocket was vibrating from time to time. It was nothing more than some New Year’s greetings. After the crowd dispersed, I took it out to check, only to find that there was a voice of Zhang Tianle.

His voice was vague, as if he had just woken up. Almost the first three seconds of a four-second speech were empty. I listened to it twice before I heard the four words suddenly recorded behind him: "Happy New Year."

I glanced at the screen, the message was sent at midnight.

I lowered my head and smiled silently, typed back the same message, and put the phone back into my pocket as if nothing had happened.

People's New Year starts with an unsatisfactory countdown, but someone wakes up in time and greets me with a happy greeting, and I am really happy. It seems that the New Year's Eve is not so boring. Had a good start.

For the New Year's day off, Zhang Tianle had already made plans.

Most of the campuses of colleges and universities are open to the outside world, and the campus construction and facilities are much more complete than ordinary middle school campuses. He needs to take advantage of the opportunity of the holidays to find a standard field for a test run, and make an as accurate test as possible of the current results.

Zhang Tianle finally chose a comprehensive university in the suburbs. He went there to warm up at [-] o'clock in the morning, so that I don't have to get up early, and I can just go after waking up.

But I was actually somewhat resistant in my heart. Rather than running to a place more than ten kilometers away in the cold weather, I still prefer to spend the first day of the New Year in a warm bed, but the damn biological clock is placed on the usual fart. Does it matter, I woke up at seven o'clock on the day of the holiday. After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, I got up resignedly.

As for why Zhang Tianle chose to go to another university instead of the closer city sports school, he confessed without hesitation: "With my current level, how dare I go to a sports school to make a fool of myself?"

And the facts are indeed as he said, the current results are not very satisfactory.

Zhang Tianle stopped and turned back after passing the finish line, and ran back to me, eager to know the result. I looked down at the stopwatch in my hand, it showed 11 seconds, so I had to shake my head at him again.

He ran up to me, took a look at the stopwatch, and then muttered "fuck" in annoyance.

Zhang Tianle is preparing for the 100-meter sprint. This is the fifth track he tried today. The best time is only 11 seconds. The overall average is still stable, but it has not met Zhang Tianle's expectations. If he wants to advance To be more confident, the daily practice must be stable within 2 seconds at least. For improving 11 seconds, now is not the most difficult stage, so what he is facing now is not the limit, but the bottleneck.

Zhang Tianle was panting with his hips on his hips, his expression was not good. I recorded the time in my notebook and asked casually, "Did you warm up too hard in the morning, why didn't you perform well in school in the standard field?"

He must not be happy to hear this, and sure enough, I got a blunt response: "Why didn't you say that you made a mistake in your notes?"

I continued to tease him: "How is that possible? If you practice every day, I have to practice every day. I can count as half a professional timekeeper now." I tapped my notebook with a pen, and then said: "And you see that you are so stable. How could I have so many stable mistakes.”

Zhang Tianle turned his head away, turned slightly sideways, inserted his hands into his hair, grasped it tightly, and pulled it hard.

After this period of time, I have summed up some experience. Zhang Tianle is not the kind of person who can get more and more courageous. On the contrary, he is easily discouraged and unconfident. I guess this is probably related to his growth experience from childhood to adulthood. Compared with Giving him setbacks and forcing him to meet the challenges of this kind of reverse thinking, positive and direct encouragement can often make him more confident in himself, but such encouragement should not be a crazy affirmation, after all, Zhang Tianle is not a three-year-old child, He can hear the truth in a comment. To put it bluntly, what he wants is that you know that he is taking and paying attention to one thing seriously, and that he is taking and paying attention to this thing seriously. Take it seriously.

When I didn't figure out Zhang Tianle's way before, I thought he was extremely difficult to serve. If I said a few words to him, he would be discouraged, and the quarrel broke up.In fact, let me say that what Zhang Tianle needs to strengthen most is not speed or physical fitness, but the most basic psychological quality as an athlete. If he puts this mentality into his studies, he may be in a state of failure long ago.

Fortunately, now that I understand his method, it can basically bring some timely relief and encouragement to athletes on the frail edge, "Okay, don't pay too much attention to it, my handwriting error is big, you have to consider the wind speed Familiarity with the wind direction and venue, etc. There is still time now, don’t worry, actually I think some adjustments can be made to the start, if you can get up faster, you can go back and show it to your coach Recorded the video a few times to see if there is any problem." I was doing analysis in nonsense, I couldn't tell whether Zhang Tianle's start was good or not, but I heard him talk a lot on weekdays, and I learned a few words from him. It's not difficult either.

Zhang Tianle listened, and suddenly smiled at me as if he didn't hold back. He reached out and touched the back of my head, then stopped in front of my eyes, and turned his back to me, "Here, what are you giving today?"

I pulled his hand down, glanced at him wordlessly, and then drew a trophy on the back of his hand with a few strokes, "Okay, today's reward has been sent out, there are some progress and some mistakes, overall good, keep working hard."

Zhang Tianle raised his hand to look at it, then chuckled, "What, nothing new."

Let's just say he's difficult to serve.

Probably at the beginning of formal training, one day I was bored during lunch break, so I took a pen and drew on Zhang Tianle’s elbow. I still found it boring, and then I forgot about it. It wasn’t until after school in the afternoon that he sat on the ground and stretched out his hand for me to pull him, only to find the graffiti on his arm. Zhang Tianle guessed that I did it, and he hated it I didn't really care about a few words, so I continued to do what I should do.Later, I forgot how it happened, and this idea of ​​painting casually became a daily routine between me and him, just like stamping, I stamped a pattern for him every day, and it was right as a reward.

I drew him a crown on the first day, and continued to draw the crown on the second day. Zhang Tianle was not happy because he didn’t want to draw the same one every day, so on the third day I used a red pen to draw him a small picture that the kindergarten teacher would send Honghua, he was so angry that I treated him as a little kid, and then I specially asked my female classmate to borrow a colored pen, and drew him five circles according to the colors and shapes of the Olympic rings, thinking that this is finally Be sure to be safe, but even being criticized by him, he would really flatter him.I had no choice but to search for a complete collection of stick figures. I pretended to take notes every day when I was bored in class, but in fact I practiced drawing these broken patterns. I almost became a stick figure master now, but I got very few good reviews, such as the trophy drawn this time. It was also said that there was nothing new, but Zhang Tianle was not satisfied if he was not satisfied, but he never expressed any intention of rejecting it.

He smiled and didn't say anything else, put down his hands, raised his neck and let out a long breath, then turned his head and said to me: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat."

I looked at the time, it was not yet eleven o'clock, "What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat the shredded chicken at the school."

"Come on, you don't want to eat shredded chicken." I yawned. Ever since Zhang Tianle found out that there is a good shredded chicken restaurant near the school, he has been clamoring to eat it, but at this stage He is terribly self-disciplined in eating. Even if he really wants to eat, most of the time he just talks about it.

"Why are you so sleepy, what time did you go to bed last night?"

"Let me tell you, it's a good thing you didn't come. After the end of last night, I continued to eat barbecue, and I didn't go back until after two o'clock in the middle of the night."

"I really want to go." Zhang Tianle sighed artificially, "It's a pity that I lost a chance to stay out with you at night." After he finished speaking, he blinked at me and didn't hold back his smile.

I hurriedly looked away, Zhang Tianle is always like this, provoking people with a face without knowing it, so I had to pick up the previous topic bluntly, "Do you want to continue practicing?"

"I don't want to practice anymore, the effect is not good, I want to eat."

"How about this, you try the remaining three courses, it's rare to come to the standard field, don't waste the opportunity, hold on for a while, it's just lunch time, let's go eat something."

"Okay." Zhang Tianle stood up straight and shook his hands, but looked embarrassed, "But, actually, I have to go back to my mother's for lunch."

"...Don't tell me earlier, I came to watch your training during the holidays. I ruined the day by getting up early, and I can't even eat a meal at noon. Do you still have a conscience?" Even though I said that, I didn't mean to complain. Baiton has low fat and high protein intake, less oil, less salt and less sugar. It is of course good to be able to go home and have a meal now, and it is time to improve the food.

"Don't, of course I have a conscience. I'll take you back to see my mother later."

"Tch, pull it down." I waved my hand unflatteringly, I still know the situation of Zhang Tianle's family at 01:30, so he just said that, and I just listened to it.

"Oh, you know," Zhang Tianle drooped his head melancholy, "Sometimes I don't even bother to go. When I meet her husband, we are both polite and courteous. If we have nothing to say, we have to find something to say, which is very laborious."

"It doesn't matter that much, just eat."

"But to be honest," Zhang Tianle raised his tone, "I really should show you to my mother. It's best to let her recognize you as a godson, or a daughter-in-law."

Zhang Tianle has become more and more outspoken recently, seems to be very keen to take advantage of me with his mouth, and runs the train with a smile all over his mouth. After making a lot of similar jokes, I am not as frightened as I was at the beginning.

"Get out." I said a word to him coldly, and pushed him back to the starting point. I followed him all the way, but deliberately walked faster, and first went to the grass on the field and set up the mobile phone to set the shooting mode.

It's not enough to be frightened, but there will still be a heartbeat.

The next day, the second and third grades resumed normal classes. When I saw Zhang Tianle again, he wore a jade Guanyin with a red string around his neck. He said that it was prayed for him by his mother when she went to the temple to worship Buddha years ago. The eminent monk had consecrated it. I don't believe it can keep you safe, so I didn't care. I just told him to hide the pendant in his clothes, and don't let any teacher catch him.

But before the jade was worn warmly, it played another role.

When regrouping between classes, Zhang Tianle was still scribbling on the table. He hadn't finished copying the homework to be checked in the next class. The music will be played for the last time. I urged him to leave quickly. Just as he was about to leave the back door, Zhang Tianle stopped and shouted to a girl in front of the classroom, "Aren't you leaving?"

It's Liang Shuyun.

She lowered her head and kept groping in the desk drawers and school uniform pockets, looking for something. She turned around when she heard the sound, and said anxiously and embarrassedly: "I don't seem to have a rubber band with me today. "Then she stood up, reached out and grabbed the hair in her hands, not knowing what to do.

The girls in the class didn't like activities at first, but now they are in the third year of high school, and they are studying in the classroom all day long. Girls also love beauty, and they can always find ways to take advantage of the loopholes without violating the grooming rules. , now that it’s cold, I don’t braid my hair at all. I wear my long hair over my shoulders as a neckerchief, and then tie it up casually during the physical education class between classes. The old class also turns a blind eye to this phenomenon. Nothing was said.

But in the current situation, girls have rubber bands on their wrists, but boys really don't.

I was helpless, and was about to go to the corridor to see if I could ask a girl from another class. Zhang Tianle had already reached into his collar, pulled out the jade around his neck, loosened the loose buckle, took it off, and threw it to him. Liang Shuyun, "Use this first."

Liang Shuyun caught the jade he threw, said "thank you" softly, raised her hand and began to tie her hair.

Zhang Tianle paid attention and did not leave immediately.

The rope is no more elastic than a rubber band, and it is much longer. Liang Shuyun puts her hands behind her head and twists the rope left and right, but it can't be tied well.

Zhang Tianle couldn't stand it anymore, ran up to her, and said, "You grab your hair well, I'll tie it up, and bow your head."

Liang Shuyun raised one hand back, grabbing her ponytail, Zhang Tianle took the rope, and tied her hair clumsily.

The collection of music has come to an end, I am too lazy to look at this scene again, so I left with a reminder.

Zhang Tianle and Liang Shuyun joined the team after the recess exercise officially started. Zhang Tianle was standing obliquely in front of me, but he ran to me and said pitifully, "Why not?" wait for me."

The girls were all standing in the front half of the line. Liang Shuyun ran to her place and stood up. I stared at her back. Her braids were not tied down randomly like other girls, but tied high behind her head. It is the ponytail of the smart spirit.

If you pay attention carefully, you can also find a bright jade pendant hidden in it.

It happened to be the time when the whole playground could be exposed to the sun. Today's weather was good, but the winter sun was always not very soft, giving the impression of being pale and pale.

Zhang Tianle stretched his arms and legs following the rhythm of the music during the break, lazily but not casually, he stood there generously, every movement was stretched in place.

He is positive, magnanimous, tall and upright like a poplar, so he should grow upright, without any horizontal branches, and those twisted and twisted thoughts should not be imposed on him.

A few steps behind him, I was blinded by the sunlight, and I had mixed feelings in my heart. I couldn't tell which feeling was more important, I just knew it wasn't a good feeling.

Is the intensification of every emotion so uncontrollable? It can make people happy, but it can also make people selfish, narrow-minded and moody.

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