Jia Ming glanced at Tao You in a funny way, then turned back and stared down at the feet hanging outside the rooftop. His face was full of sorrow, and the dull wind blew, and the clothes on Jia Ming's back bulged. If you look carefully, you can see that his hair has grown to cover his eyes, his cheeks are slightly sunken, his skin is sallow, and the dark green under his eyes is thickly melted. If he didn't open it, he looked too thin. If it weren't for the school uniform on his body, Tao You would have thought he had just escaped somewhere.
"I failed this exam." Jia Ming was silent for a few seconds before speaking.
Tao You opened her mouth, "That's it?" She understood that Jia Ming was in a bad mood after failing the exam, but she didn't go to the rooftop and sit on it, which was scary.
Jia Ming glanced at Tao You, snorted, and said, "Forget it." He regretted, "You'd better leave. You don't understand even after I told you." He began to drive people away impatiently.
——Hey, didn’t you ask me to stay and chat? ! Do I have to leave if you let me go? Why!
Tao You stood up straight and said unconvinced: "Why don't I understand? It's not like I haven't failed the test."
"That means you didn't review well this time. The worst you can do is get scolded or beaten by your parents when you go home. Then sign up for a cram school, study hard, and come back for the next exam."
Obviously, this sentence was not comforting to the point, and even received a "shut up if you can't speak" look from Jia Ming. Tao You shrugged and pursed her lips. She was not very good at comforting people. But what I said is all true. If you fail in the exam, these are the consequences.
Jia Ming withdrew his eyes, raised his hands to rub his face, put on his glasses, and looked into the distance with complicated eyes, full of memories: "I have been in the same class with Song Yimian since elementary school."
Tao You sighed silently. She didn't know why he suddenly started to recall the past, and it was related to Song Yimian. He was really lingering, but people had already started talking about it, so it was not good for her to leave suddenly. He listened to him silently with his chin.
"When I was young, I was timid and introverted. I wore thick glasses..."
Jia Ming has been nearsighted since she was born. By the time she was in elementary school, her lenses were already a little thick and placed on the bridge of her nose, leaving two deep marks. They kept slipping when she sweated because she was different from other classmates since she was a child. My personality has become withdrawn. I have no friends after one year in elementary school. I am a transparent person in the class. I sit in the corner of the first row and my academic performance is mediocre.
There are always a few naughty students in primary school classes, and suddenly one day they noticed Jia Ming. One bright afternoon, after class, several people blocked him in the corridor, shouting "Four-Eyed Frog" and laughing non-stop.
Jia Ming's face turned red with anger and he was very sensitive to the words "four-eyed frog". His two small eyes stared hatefully at the boys in front of him who were making fun of him, but he kept correcting "I am not a four-eyed frog". Outside, I opened my mouth for a long time, but couldn't say a word to refute.
Jia Ming thought of what the head teacher had said before, "You can come to me to solve any problem." He turned around and trotted to the *** room, went to the podium table, and said to the head teacher who was still lowering his head to correct his homework: "Teacher, Yang Yi and the others give me Take nicknames and laugh at me.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./issue~~" Although Jia Ming is young, he also knows what it means to laugh at the concept of. Jia Ming's small eyes looked expectantly at the class teacher through thick lenses, hoping that she would do justice to him.
The head teacher stopped the pen in his hand, turned around and asked with a gentle smile: "What's wrong?"
Hope ignited in Jia Ming's heart, and he said louder: "Yang Yi and the others call me 'Four-Eyed Frog.'" "He has great trust in this beautiful and gentle class teacher, because she is very good to the classmates in the class, and she can perfectly solve many small quarrels between classmates, although he has never experienced this.
After hearing what he said, the head teacher smiled and touched his head, and said nonchalantly: "No, Yang Yi and the others are joking with you."
The light in Jia Ming's eyes dimmed and silence returned. He opened his mouth reluctantly, but saw that his head teacher had continued to correct his homework with his head down, without any intention of solving the matter for him. Jia Ming let go of his hands on the podium table, lowered his head and returned to the corner. He lay on the table and looked out the window at a bird flying constantly on the branches. The excitement in the classroom had nothing to do with him.
Jia Ming originally thought that this matter might be a whim of Yang Yi and others and would end there, but after a few days, the situation became more and more serious. Many students in the class followed Yang Yi and called him "Four-Eyed Frog" loudly. After the shouting, there will be a group of people laughing loudly.
What's even more outrageous is. (The next page is more exciting!)
, one time after class, Yang Yi and others directly snatched Jia Ming's glasses and kept throwing them in their hands to teleport each other. The world in front of Jia Ming was blurred for a moment, and he lost his sense of security. He stood up in a panic and tried to grab his glasses. Every time he was about to grab them, they threw them in another direction. Jia Ming walked back and forth throughout the classroom. As he ran, the tables and chairs were knocked into a mess, and many books fell to the ground. The more he behaved like this, the more naughty Yang Yi and the others became and refused to return his glasses to him.
Jia Ming had been wearing the pair of eyes for several years, and the quality was average. The lens on the left side was already somewhat loose. A classmate made a mistake and failed to grasp his glasses accurately, and dropped them to the ground. The lenses fell out of the frame and fell to the side. Jia Ming bent down to pick them up, but a fat classmate stepped on them first. , with a "click" sound, the lens broke into several pieces.
There was suddenly no sound in the classroom, and all the classmates who were joining in the fun dispersed, leaving Yang Yi and a few others still there.
Jia Ming was so angry that he squatted on the ground, his eyes turning red. He didn't know where he got the strength to push the classmate who was nearly twice his weight to the ground and picked up the broken lenses.
The classmate stood up from the ground, pushed Jia Ming's shoulders, and said, "I didn't mean it", but there was no sign of repentance or apology on his face or movements.\./hands\./machine\ ./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
Jia Ming put the crooked glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, which was a bit funny. Although the right lens did not fall off, it had a lot of scratches.
His chest heaved violently, and he staggered back a few steps after being pushed by the classmate. He stood still holding on to the table. He subconsciously wanted to go find the class teacher, but then he thought of her previous attitude and stopped. The voices of Yang Yi and others behind him were still going on, and many students were also cheering. Jia Ming was so angry that he was shaking all over. He suddenly turned his head and stared at Yang Yi and others. The lenses that had not fallen off reflected the sunlight outside the window, and the classroom was finally quiet. When they came down, they all looked at Jia Ming, finally feeling worried.
Jia Ming's eyes were filled with tears. He struggled with Yang Yi, but was quickly pushed to the ground. His knees were scratched, and his elbows hurt badly when they hit the ground. Tears flowed all over his face, but no one was there. Only a few girls who dared to step forward to help quietly walked out of the classroom hand in hand and went to the office to find the class teacher.
Just when Jia Ming thought that no one would help him, Song Yimian came over, stood beside him, and asked Yang Yi and others to apologize to him in a strong tone.
At that time, Song Yimian had always occupied the top position in the class and was still the class monitor. The class teacher gave him special privileges. If any classmates in the class were disobedient, he had the right to deduct their little red flowers. At the end of the month, there would be no small gifts. .
Although Song Yimian looked very cold and didn't talk much, he was still popular in the class. As soon as he spoke, many classmates joined Jia Ming and asked Yang Yi to apologize quickly.
Yang Yi also had a lot of red marks on his arm from Jia Ming's scratches. He glanced at Song Yimian and apologized obediently.
The head teacher also rushed to the classroom at this time. Seeing the mess in the classroom, he couldn't help but frowned. He sternly called Yang Yi and others to the office, and asked Song Yimian to accompany Jia Ming to the infirmary to treat the wound, and then go together. office.
Jia Ming looked up and looked at Song Yimian's little white hand stretched out to him. He was stunned for a moment and did not move. This was the first time in his life that a classmate reached out to him, although Song Yimian still had an expression on his face. Faintly, in Jia Ming's eyes, Song Yimian's whole body was radiating light, shining brighter than the brightest celestial body in the universe; Jia Ming raised his hand to hold Song Yimian's hand, which was brighter than sleeping in bed in winter. Be warm and let him know that he is no longer alone and will be seen.
Jia Ming used his strength to stand up, dusted off his pants, and followed Song Yimian to the infirmary.
Since then, Song Yimian has completely become the only idol that Jia Ming follows. Although Song Yimian did not have much contact with him later, he once again returned to the position of a transparent person.
But Song Yimian was like the beam of light shining into his dark and lonely life, leading him forward all the time.
He began to learn from Song Yimian and worked hard on his homework. With great difficulty, he managed to squeeze into the whole school and was admitted to the same junior high school as him. Because classes were randomly assigned that year, Song Yimian was in the last class, but he was assigned When he arrived at the first class, which was separated by three floors, every time he glanced at Song Yimian from afar, he was instantly motivated to study.
Although he couldn't meet him in person, he didn't miss any news about Song Yimian. After knowing that Song Yimian was going to take the entrance examination for No. 1 Middle School, he knew that Song Yimian would definitely enter the key class. (The next page is more exciting!)
But with his own grades, he couldn't get into it at all, so he started studying day and night again, doing countless exercises, and then he managed to get into the second class. Except for those who paid money to get in, he was at the bottom of the class.
It took a lot of effort to get closer to my idol, but only a year later, we were separated again.
Jia Ming turned his head and said, "Can you understand this feeling?"
Tao You can't quite understand it, after all, she has never been close to her idol, but she understands the feeling of having to get it with great difficulty, but having no choice but to lose it.
Tao You didn't expect to hear this story, and didn't want to make the atmosphere too depressing, so he tried his best to speak calmly: "Why don't I know this feeling? Who doesn't have an idol anymore?"
"We haven't taken the placement test yet. We still have a summer vacation for you to study. Why should you be discouraged so early? How long have you been here? You might as well finish cleaning up the bedroom and go home to study a little longer. .”
"Also, you must not belittle yourself. Your ability to study has been proven by being admitted to the key class of No. 1 Middle School. When you become stronger, you will find that the world is still very beautiful, and you will naturally have more friends around you. After all, good people will always attract others unknowingly." Although I haven't fully discovered it yet. .
"You have to believe that sooner or later you will become someone like Song Yimian, instead of a transparent person who keeps following in his footsteps." Tao You said what he said seemed a bit exaggerated, but he hoped it would be of some use to Jia Ming. .
Jia Ming thought of something and suddenly smiled: "When I went to the infirmary, Song Yimian said something to me. Do you know what it was?"
——How do I know if you don’t tell me? I don’t have the ability to read minds.
"He said that you have to be so powerful that you can be invincible, and then make a comeback, so that those who look down on you now will look at you with admiration one day in the future." Jia Ming said to himself, "You are quite similar to him."
——What does it look like? It’s just chicken soup for the soul as seen in books. It’s only useful for comforting people. It has a psychological effect. How old was Song Yimian at that time that he could say such profound words? I'm afraid that's where it comes from.
Tao You couldn't help but suspect that Song Yimian didn't think of these words himself, so he didn't ask, fearing that the fanboy would explode, "Isn't Gu Yi in the same class as you, didn't he help you? He has such a good relationship with Song Yimian ." She changed the subject.
"Gu Yi transferred here from behind. He didn't know about this at all." Jia Ming frowned slightly, then relaxed his eyebrows in an instant, and the expression on his face was no longer solemn.
Tao You joked: "If you tell me, you will feel much better."
Jia Ming's body stiffened for a moment. This was the first time he had confided in someone so complete. The target was Tao You, whom he had never dealt with well. He realized that what he said was a bit pretentious. He coughed a few times in embarrassment and answered the question inappropriately. : "School is about to end, and I have to go back to pack my books. Teacher Wen is probably in the classroom as well."
After saying that, he walked towards the corridor, walking in a hurry, as if he wanted to escape from this place that made him dig his toes on the ground in embarrassment. Even his back was full of embarrassment.
Tao You slowly followed him and closed the rooftop door, making the corridor dark.
'You have to be so powerful that you can be invincible, and then make a comeback, so that those who look down on you now will look upon you with admiration one day in the future. "Involuntarily, Tao You kept repeating this sentence in his mind.\./hand\./machine\./edition\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~.
