ninety-nine twelve

On the weekend, Zhang Tianle went back to Hong Kong to apply for his student status certificate. He didn’t take a break after returning on Tuesday. He came to the school for class that afternoon. He came in through the back door of the classroom. It happened that the papers were issued from the front to the back like snow, and I didn’t care. Say hello to him.

He sat in the last seat, and the class representatives randomly grabbed a few papers for each group. If they got too many, it was always the last person who was the most unlucky. At this time, Zhang Tianle's desk was covered with a thick mess When I turned around and put the paper on his desk again, I realized that he was wearing an earring on his ear.

The earring is a small diamond with a simple style. It is worn on Zhang Tianle's left earlobe. I looked at it in a daze.

But the overwhelming number of papers handed down left me no time to dazzle, so I took the paper handed in front of me and asked him while turning around: "Did you get your ears pierced?"

He reached out to take it from behind, responded, and said, "How is it? Is it okay?"

I didn't have the heart to deal with him, so I answered lightly: "You zip up, and be careful not to be discovered."

Zhang Tianle just missed the flag-raising ceremony and grooming inspection on Monday. He usually puts up the collar of his school uniform jacket, pulls the zipper to the top, and hides half of his face in the school uniform, which should be able to cover the earrings.

Before the evening self-study, I went out to eat with him, chatted nonsense, and finally asked: "Zhang Tianle, do you have a girlfriend?"

He seemed a little surprised, and asked, "How do you know?"

"Your phone can ring eight hundred times a day."

"Oh, yes."

That's right, I don't know if he can ring his cell phone [-] times a day, or if he has a girlfriend.

"Your girlfriend told you to have your ears pierced?"

"How do you know? So smart."

I rolled my eyes, feeling bored, and started asking something else: "Is she in Hong Kong?"

"Well, I'm a sophomore in high school now."

"Damn, it's really shameless, you can do it little girl."

"Don't blame me. I really didn't do it. I'm so handsome, so of course I was chased."

"...You just came back like this, can she bear it?"

"I can't bear it. Girls always want to accompany me more. I can't help it now. I can only say that at least let her know where I am and what I do every day. At least one phone call can find me, so she can rest assured and coax her more. " Zhang Tianle's shoelaces were loose, he squatted down to tie his shoelaces, his voice became much quieter, and I couldn't hear the last sentence clearly.

"What did you say?" I turned and waited for him, only seeing the twirling hair on the top of his head.

"I said," he finished tying his shoes, got up and stood face to face with me, tilted his head and pretended to complain to me: "When did I check my phone when I was with you, and I didn't even turn on the vibration when I went out with you. This way you can still see that I have a girlfriend, which is amazing."

Zhang Tianle had turned down the collar of his school uniform at this time, and the earrings were so bright that they almost dazzled my eyes, making me not know how to answer the conversation. Then he walked past me in two steps and slapped my butt vigorously. Turning around, he smiled at me with the corner of his mouth picked up, "Idiot."

Zhang Tianle passed through a week wearing his shiny earrings hidden in his collar, but was still discovered by the class director at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday of the second week.

The class director asked Zhang Tianle to take off the earrings on the spot. Zhang Tianle stood at the end of the line, and none of the dozens of people who lined up around Fangyuan dared to look back. They only heard that the old class had also joined the battle and had the same nostrils with the class director. He vented his anger and said that no matter how well Zhang Tianle studied in Hong Kong, but now that he comes to this school, it is impossible for him to bring in the messy atmosphere.

I don't even have to think about it, with Zhang Tianle's personality, of course he won't pick it.

The senior director and the old class reprimanded Zhang Tianle one by one, but I could also hear the former singing the bad face and the latter singing the red face, but Zhang Tianle just didn't pick it up.With Zhang Tianle's personality and his own situation, it is already safe to wear a school uniform and come to school on time every day.

In order not to affect the normal morning meeting process of each class, Zhang Tianle was called to a place a little farther away from the brigade. I turned my head secretly, and saw Zhang Tianle standing face to face with the class director and the old class in a ruffian way, leaving Looking at the matter itself, the scene was actually a bit funny, like a one-on-two confrontation, Zhang Tianle was already tall, but at this time he still raised his head slightly, not knowing what was wrong, and acting like a fool.

Zhang Tianle did not return to the classroom after the morning meeting. When he was punished to stand on the playground and reflect on a class, the old class asked him to take off the earrings and go to the office to talk, but Zhang Tianle did not take off the earrings after a class, and the office also refused. He didn't go, so he came back to class directly. The head teacher didn't wait for him, and came to the class to arrest him after the fourth class.

"Don't think that you can do something special by borrowing students!" After the class director said, he was going to pick it up for him. Zhang Tianle reacted quickly and opened her hand with his backhand. There was a dead silence in the class.

Zhang Tianle violated the school rules on grooming, and even contradicted the teacher. After several days of quarrel, Zhang Tianle had a strange temper this time. He didn't like soft and hard things. He came to school every day without putting on his collar. Entering the school openly with ear studs exposed is against the school.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went for a run with him in the afternoon, and when he was sitting and resting on the steps after running, I reached out to pick off his earrings.

My fingers touched his earlobe, and I squeezed the earring buckle with my left hand, but I didn't dare to pinch it too hard, if he broke away from me, it wouldn't hurt him, but Zhang Tianle only said: "Take it easy! "

I took off the earrings smoothly, fastened them and put them back into Zhang Tianle's hands, "Don't wear them, don't make trouble, the director is really hard to deal with, I told you, you really want to fuck her , you won't get anything in the end, can you stop being so stupid, is rebelliousness special? Don't wear it now, it doesn't look good, you are not in Hong Kong, and she is not here, the big deal is that you will wear it when you meet Put it on, and take it off when you go to school, and it will be about half a hour later."

It was rare for me to reason with Zhang Tianle earnestly, but he seemed to have only heard one sentence, and asked me: "Isn't it good-looking?"

I was taken aback, not knowing what he meant, so I had to repeat: "It's not good-looking."

Zhang Tianle listened, stretched out his hands and rubbed his ears, not looking annoyed, and asked casually, "Can it still grow?"

"what?"

"I said, can the pierced ears still grow?"

"Yes, yes."

"Grow up the same as before?"

I nodded dumbly.

"That's good." After he finished speaking, he spread his palm, looked at the earrings on his palm, and put them into his pocket with some regret, "I'll say it's not good-looking, but she doesn't believe it, but anyway, the earrings are also pierced. As long as she is happy, I will explain to her later."

Zhang Tianle stood up, moved his body around, asked me what I would like to have for dinner, and I only realized it after asking twice. In the past two days since Zhang Tianle came back, I was often in a daze, with complicated emotions and couldn't explain clearly.

After entering the third year of senior high school, participation in many activities organized by the school is restricted for the senior third grade. Spring and autumn outings are absolutely waived, and club activities are also clearly not allowed for senior high school students to participate. Even senior high school members in the student union are all promoted. As an example, there is no need to attend As a nominal honorary member, after careful calculation, the only activity that the third grade of high school has participated in so far is the school sports meeting.

The third year of high school is dedicated to learning, with the aim of sprinting for the college entrance examination. The art festival is a school-wide collective activity after the sports meeting. A maximum of five program slots are allowed.

Boys are generally less interested in activities such as art festivals, mainly girls are planning. Since this period of time, after class, a few dozen or so girls in the class are chirping to make suggestions for the show, while the boys are Lack of interest, like not wanting to participate at all.

The boys in the class were all bored like gourds, and the donkeys still beat and took a step, but we all said "no objection" no matter what we asked, which made the cultural and entertainment committee members very angry, and said in a fit of anger: "Then just abstain! Don't participate Already!"

The originally silent boys seemed to be waiting for her words, and one or two took the lead to say "yes".

I watched them making trouble in front of me from behind, and somehow I had a bad premonition, so I quietly lay down on the table and set up a book to block myself.

The group of people in the front held their own opinions. The girls thought that there were few group activities that they could participate in in the third year of senior high school, and they should actively participate in it at this time, so as to leave memories for the future. I still have the energy to deal with the art festival, just be an audience member.

I listened to them talking, and finally reached an agreement and decided to produce a simple program that would not consume time or energy. The next step is to discuss the content of the program.I was about to sneak out through the back door, when one of them called out my name: "Otherwise, let Haoyu try singing a song again."

I froze, and subconsciously looked back at Zhang Tianle. He was playing with his mobile phone in the drawer with his head down. What information can be heard in these words, but there are still people in front of them who are echoing without winking.

Zhang Tianle always spared no effort in digging up old stories about me, and immediately asked: "Sing again? What do you mean? Wu Haoyu sang before?"

I hastened to pick up the words: "Yeah, yeah, I sang bel canto solo at the sophomore art festival, and went out of tune in front of the whole school and walked to the sky. Just laugh, it's over when you laugh, don't mention it."

But Zhang Tianle didn't listen to my version at all, and just dragged a person beside me to ask a question, the class bell rang in due time, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, for the first time, I hoped that the teacher would come into the classroom for class soon.

Just when I thought Zhang Tianle had forgotten about it, someone suddenly posted a video in the class WeChat group. The initial screen was black and messy, and I couldn’t see what it was about. I clicked on it, and the audio played before the screen. After clearing the first few words, I immediately turned off the video.

In my sophomore year of high school, the music club organized a singing competition on campus. I played the banner of brotherhood and non-cowardice with a few buddies in the first class of high school. I don’t know who took the lead first. In short, we shouted one by one, and finally formed a team of five or six people. I went to sign up, just to join in the fun.It was a small competition, but the procedure was meticulous. None of the finals of the semi-finals of the audition was lost. During the audition, I hummed a few words casually, and I became the only one of us to enter the semi-finals. However, during the semi-finals, the dean Checking, calling a stop before finishing a song and brushing me off.At that time, the venue for the semi-finals was a small conference room, and the selected students were bustling at the door, and they went in to sing one by one, and the door was kept closed, but I didn't expect that someone would record the video.

Basically all the students in the class are in the WeChat group, even if I immediately went over and put a knife on the neck of the person who sent it and asked him to withdraw it, it would not help.

It was during class break, and some students clicked on the video one after another. Although the volume was not loud, it was enough to make my scalp tingle. I opened the stool and got up, intending to leave this place of right and wrong.

When I slowly came back from the toilet, Zhang Tianle grabbed me, with an expression as if he had discovered something, and asked in surprise, "You can sing?"

I glanced at him absent-mindedly, and squeezed out three words: "I won't."

"Ghosts believe you, you have no truth in your mouth, why are you lying to me? They said you never participated in the art festival."

"Yeah, do you think I look like someone who would go to an art festival?"

"I think so too...but why did you get eliminated?"

It’s a bit embarrassing to say, I can’t remember exactly how I sang at that time, and I don’t want to recall it through videos now. I just remember that after I was eliminated, I was told in private by my classmates in the music club that the content of the song was unhealthy. Not suitable for high school age group.

When I heard this reason, I felt ridiculous and speechless. After all, the person sitting in the judging table is the dean of teaching, so she must be what she hears.But at this time Zhang Tianle asked, I was overwhelmed by self-esteem, but I didn't know what reason to tell him for elimination.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to want to delve into this issue, and continued on his own: "But it's strange that you will go to this competition."

I smiled dryly, "I don't know what happened to my nerves at that time."

"But to be honest, you sing so well, you can go to this art festival, anyway, don't you have any shows?"

I looked at him and calmly repeated what I just said: "Do you think I'm someone who will go to an art festival?"

Zhang Tianle was so choked that he had nothing to say, so he changed the subject and suggested, "Singing that weekend? I want to hear you sing."

I quickly shook my head, "No, I don't sing, I don't know how to sing."

"Tsk," Zhang Tianle frowned, leaned over and grabbed my arm, a little unhappy, "Why are you so stingy, so many people have heard you sing, but I haven't."

"There are so many people who have heard me sing, didn't you see the result that I was brushed off?" I grabbed his hand, he let go of my arm, but grabbed my other hand with his backhand.

"That's because the judges are deaf. You sing really well." Zhang Tianle didn't let go of his hands, and stared at me sincerely, with burning eyes, which made me feel uncomfortable.

I coughed lightly, trying to relieve the inexplicable atmosphere. I couldn't shake his hand, so I pulled the sweater hat on his head, and pulled it forward until it covered his eyes. Arm, said in a deep voice: "I will sing it to you in the future, there is a chance."

Because I live close by, I usually go home for a lunch break. After Zhang Tianle transferred, I gradually seldom came back.

As for why, I actually vaguely understand it in my heart, but I didn't intend to ask for trouble. Zhang Tianle is not a person who needs company, and neither am I. It's just that I want to do this. It is not difficult to deal with the whole afternoon on the table.

At noon when I don’t go home, Zhang Tianle will come to the seat next to me. Since the seats in the classroom are arranged in a single group and a single table, at this time he will move the table over and join mine, read books, do questions and chat. Sometimes I sleep, and sometimes I secretly play with my mobile phone.

It was the same today, the classroom was quiet, and Zhang Tianle and I were doing our own things.

In the second half of the lunch break, I hugged my hands, rested my head on my arm, opened my eyes slightly, and saw Zhang Tianle next door pretending to close his eyes, with his head resting on a textbook, facing me. He closed his eyes again and prepared to rest. After a while, he heard a deliberately drawn-out breath from the opposite side: "Wu-hao-yu-"

I opened my eyes, and the person on the opposite side still pretended to close their eyes, but they kept talking, and there was no expression on their faces, but they seemed to be smiling.

I pursed my lips and smiled nonchalantly. I knew why I was happy, so I closed my eyes again contentedly, "Crazy."

Zhang Tianle reached out from under the table and gently pinched my leg, whispering, "Brother Yu, I've made an appointment with you, are you going to study late, and go out to play?"

Zhang Tianle always calls me in different ways. When he is normal, he calls me Ayu, when he is poor, he calls me Brother Yu. When he is interested, he calls me Xiaoyu, Dayu, and Old Wu. Ignored him, grabbed his wobbly hand, and whispered: "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

Zhang Tianle was also obedient, allowing me to hold my hand, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed and not making a sound, I let him go without a trace, just holding on under the table is really weird.

Zhang Tianle stopped making trouble, but I couldn't sleep.

Most of the students who stayed for lunch break in the classroom took a nap on their stomachs, and they could still hear a slight snoring sound when they listened carefully.I said that I would sing again when I had a chance, but suddenly I wanted to sing for him right now.

Winter is coming, and the rustling of the wind can be heard through the closed windows. Fortunately, the sun is not bad today, and the classroom is quite warm.

I stared at Zhang Tianle's sleeping face, only thinking that he would wake up suddenly in the next second.

After that game, I haven't sung the song I sang at that time, and I feel uncomfortable every time I hear it.

I opened my mouth, but couldn't make any sound, and sang one of the lines silently to him:

"I realized that it was hard, hard, hard..."

In fact, there will be no difficulty, and it is already very good as it is now.