"Hi!"
The little fat man raised his hand and waved to Xia Yang, "What a big deal, I'm used to it."
"..." Xia Yang swallowed back what he wanted to say.
"It's been three years, oh no, it's almost four years." The little fat man shook his neck and changed to a more comfortable position lying on the table. He looked towards Xia Yang, "Four years, since the third grade The winter vacation of the first semester has begun, and until now, I don’t know how many times I have rolled my eyes.”
ah? Xia Yang was surprised, and his eyes trembled again: "Didn't you just say that classes are only divided into fourth grade?"
"Yes," the little fat man blurted out, "they are in the fourth grade classes."
"Then, doesn't this seem right?" Xia Yang stretched out his right hand, "The fourth grade classes are divided into fourth grade and fifth grade. It has only been more than two years now. Why, it has become the winter vacation for the third grade again?"
"Ah? We still have sixth grade!" The little fat man was slightly startled and corrected.
Xia Yang: "..."
ah? Do they still have sixth grade? ? ?
The corner of Xia Yang's mouth twitched and he looked at the outstretched palm again: "Even if there is a sixth grade, it is only three years."
The little fat man blinked and looked at Xia Yang's outstretched right hand, "Hey, I remembered wrongly. It's the beginning of the winter vacation for the fourth grade. Hey! This guy has suffered so much that he can't remember where he is. Where is it?"
Xia Yang took back his hand and touched his ears.
Four years, oh no, more than three years will change a person, but what about him?
If he hangs out here for three years, will he be like the little fat man in front of him?
Xia Yang couldn't help but shudder.
"What's wrong?" The little fat man raised his hand and waved towards Xia Yang, "The weather in October is so pleasant, but you're actually shivering? Are you cold?"
Xia Yang laughed sarcastically and shook his head: "No, the wind is blowing through the back door."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure rushing in from the back door with a whoosh. Before either of them could see clearly who it was, he quickly ran towards the classroom again.
"Who is that person? He walks so fast and furious, and he is rushing to be reincarnated?"
The fat man at the same table couldn't help but murmured.
Xia Yang smiled slightly when he heard the words. Thinking of the thought that had come to him before, he couldn't help feeling cold in his heart again!
"By the way," the little fat man seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and looked towards Xia Yang, "You know, the number one and two in the school, oh no, to be precise, among the top one hundred in the school, most of them are Some of them are from our Jingyun Elementary School."
we? Xia Yang's eyes flashed slightly and he looked towards the little fat man.
It seems that Xia Tian went to Jingyun Elementary School before. On the first day of school, Xia Tian was stunned in front of him!
How about Jingyun No. 1 Middle School? How about the affiliated primary school of Jingyun No. 1 Middle School? It has the best teachers in the school!
Oh, the best teachers are teachers, not students!
first day of school?
Thinking of the situation a month ago, Xia Yang suddenly felt uncomfortable again.
The pretty boy I met in Xia Tian, the tomboy who is neither boy nor girl, and the girl in the white dress. They should all have been straight from the elementary school, right?
Xia Tian's grades are said to be among the top 60 or 70 in the school, Mother said so!
So, as for those few people, they probably won’t be too bad, right?
Thinking of this, Xia Yang couldn't help but shudder again, he was the worst! ! ! ,
"What happened to you?"
After the little fat man finished speaking, he looked towards the back door without waiting for Xia Yang's reply.
A figure flashed over from the back door again.
The little fat man pursed his lips, turned his head, and looked at Xia Yang: "You are too thin. Eat more so you won't feel cold."
The corner of Xia Yang's mouth twitched and he looked at the fat man at the same table.
thin? He is just full of lean meat, unlike the little fat man, who is full of fat!
Seeing the figure walking in from the back door, he suddenly remembered something.
He was successfully led off topic by the little fat man. He originally wanted to ask about those people who were said to be classmates in the elite class!
Uncle's! The little fat guy is really good at talking!
He talked so much that his heart was filled with tears!
"Well," Xia Yang raised his hand and twitched his eyebrows, "do you know the boys on the first floor that you said you met before?"
"Oh!" The little fat man's eyes lit up, "I know you."
"Tell me and listen." Xia Yang leaned against the wall and changed into a comfortable position.
"Those people are my classmates in the fourth grade," the little fat man narrowed his eyes and couldn't tell whether he was smiling or not. "My classmates!"
"Classmate?" Xia Yang frowned slightly, "The fourth grade was divided into classes. Did you enter the elite class?"
"Hehe," the little fat man laughed instantly, "It's not considered an elite class. The three best classes have no chance for me. As I said just now, my grades have dropped, so naturally I won't be able to enter the elite class."
Xia Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes at the little fat man.
"Regular class? Parallel class like us?"
"No," the little fat man shook his head, "But it's not the worst class, nor the best class, it's the middle class."
Uncle's! Can't you explain it clearly in one breath? Xia Yang was almost ready to swear, but out of always being polite and civilized, he suppressed it abruptly and looked away.
Out of sight, out of mind!
He needs peace now! Calm down!
"At that time, my grades were always good," the little fat man let out a long sigh, looking like he was recalling the glorious past. "Those people's grades were better than mine."
Xia Yang looked to the side without changing his gaze.
Is the little fat man showing the facts, or is he trying to boost others' ambitions and destroy his own prestige?
That's not right, Xia Yang thought for a while, and logically speaking, the average score in this middle class would not be assigned to the current parallel class. He also came last in the exam.
Worse than him!
Could it be that this little fat guy has never learned English?
Didn’t it mean that children in the city have been interested in education since they were young? It's not like their Zhujiacun, who can't even speak Jingpu standardly. He speaks the Zhujiacun dialect. If my grandfather hadn't been a cultural person, he would show off and speak Jingpu at home.
It sounds very awkward!
Slowly and awkwardly, he gradually became able to speak two languages, and he could switch between them so easily that when he came to Jingyun No. 1 Middle School to study, no one noticed that it was his first day in Jingyun.
He remembered that when the little fat man first came towards him and greeted him, he didn't even recognize which elementary school he was from.
There was no other reason. At that time, he only glanced at the little fat man, replied "No one", and stopped talking.
The little fat man smiled at him very familiarly, and then said, he knew, they must all be from the same school!
He glanced at the little fat man coldly and then looked away.
After that day, he and the little fat man became roommates.
Behind them at the same table, it was usually the little fat guy who was talking, and he listened, and later, the little fat guy was sleeping on the left side of the table, and he was dozing off in the right corner of the table!
It's all right!
Now that I think about it, the little fat man originally said it was like an "affiliated primary school", not "a school" as he heard!
"Later, we were divided into classes again."
The little fat man sniffed.
Ah! Xia Yang glanced at the little fat man out of the corner of his eye. Look at his tone, it sounded like a life-and-death lover parting ways!
Lovers of life and death?
Xia Yang was suddenly startled in his heart.
Will he and Zhu Yan never see each other again?
I don’t know when or what month I will be able to return to Zhujiacun.
