Early the next morning, Huan Xin waited for Xiao Min at the gate of the yard after having breakfast as usual.
After a while, Xiao Min came out but ignored him and walked straight forward. Huan Xin had no choice but to follow behind, carefully recalling what words he said that offended this young lady. But after much thought, I can't think of a reason.
There is still a long way to go from school. Xiao Min doesn't ride a bicycle many times. One is that his riding skills are not very good, and the other is that the road is too long and it will be very tiring. So he often has to sit still. We went to and from school together in Xin's car. The two of them talked and laughed and had a wonderful time.
Today Xiao Min got on the bike by herself. On the road, an elegant man followed him on a bicycle. Huan Xin saw him from a distance, Wei Changhe, the captain of the school basketball team. The three of them are in the same class and are very familiar with each other, and the relationship between Wei Changhe and Qing Xin is also very good. In the school, it is said that Wei Changhe is the best in literature, Qi Qingxin, and Wu in martial arts. Wei Changhe is a tall and powerful person. , is a well-known sports student in the school, and he is also a leader in city and provincial competitions every year.
Changhe rode up to them and teased them enthusiastically: "Hey, my sister-in-law and her son are riding to school today."
Normally, Huan Xin and Xiao Min would smile shyly and change the topic jokingly. Because everyone in the school seemed to have recognized the relationship between the two, but today Xiao Min was uncharacteristically serious and said to Wei Changhe: "What are you talking about? Don't make such jokes in the future."
Wei Changhe was also stunned. He looked at Huan Xin without reacting and asked, "A fight?"
Huan Xin had no choice but to shake her head helplessly, and then heard Wei Changhe say carelessly: "It's okay, fight at the head of the bed and fight at the end of the bed. You have learned so much knowledge, and you still don't know how to say a few nice words to make others happy. ."
Huan Xin smiled awkwardly. He was still very shy in this regard. He would not try his best to please a girl like many boys. Today, Huan Xin did not have the potential to be a bitch.
Then, Xiao Min's eyes rolled, and Wei Changhe almost fell off the car with a 180-degree change. I heard Xiao Min whispering to Changhe in a very gentle and pretentious manner: "Changhe, it seems that you are very knowledgeable. Why don't you tell me what sounds good and make me happy too."
Afterwards, Chang He stepped forward and started chatting with Xiao Min. The more he talked, the more enthusiastic he became. From time to time, bursts of hearty laughter could be heard. The two of them completely regarded Huan Xin who was following behind as nothing, and Xiao Min would look back and peek from time to time. For a moment, she wanted to see Qing Xin's reaction, until she saw Qing Xin's dark face and deflated expression, and she finally smiled happily with satisfaction.
The last period of the morning was chemistry class, so I rarely looked out the window. Today he also knew that Xiao Min was deliberately angry with him, but when he saw her chatting passionately with other boys, he couldn't help but feel unhappy. Although he was already 18 years old and found it difficult to talk about love, he knew in his heart that it was just that. The thing is, he cares about Xiao Min, very much.
After three years of high school chemistry, this may be the first time that the chemistry teacher saw the genius in the class actually listening to his lecture without wandering. He suddenly felt flattered, and then he became more and more energetic and talked uncharacteristically. The chemistry teacher is a middle-aged man in his forties, with shiny black hair and a pair of old scholar-style glasses. He looks like a meticulous scholar.
When he talked about white phosphorus, I heard him change the topic and say: "Students still have to believe in science. The natural phenomenon of white phosphorus is very common. Don't be misled by film and television works. Now some Hong Kong movies are making zombie movies. The Taoist priest inside casually flicked the talisman paper and it caught fire. In fact, the paper was stained with white phosphorus and burned when it was heated under the friction of his fingers. These are all deceptive and misleading. Don't believe it, but believe in science. "
Calling the heart was nothing at first. He was struggling with the emotional problems of youth. When the chemistry teacher said this, he immediately became unwilling. He was already troubled and couldn't get angry. He only heard a "bang" sound and called the heart. My heart hit the table and I stood up.
The eyes of everyone in the class were instantly focused on him. Even the classmates who were sleeping in the back row woke up, thinking that the teacher had gone crazy. When they saw that he was the top student in the class who never spoke, they also felt it was novel and wanted to See what's going on.
Xiao Min next to me was startled and looked at Huan Xin with her mouth wide open in surprise. The teacher on the podium was also shocked. He didn't know what was going on, but he was a teacher after all, so he calmed down and asked sternly. : "Qi Huanxin, what's the matter with you? It's rude to interrupt the teacher in class."
At this time, Huan Xin himself was stunned. Normally, he could control his emotions very well during his self-cultivation. Last time, a classmate laughed at him for not being able to do the standing long jump. The words he said were very unpleasant, and Huan Xin was not even angry. , and at this time, he actually got angry, and he felt that love was really a wonderful thing.
Huan Xin, who had already stood up, looked around and found that he was being watched by everyone. He calmed down and said honestly: "You are wrong. The talisman in the hands of a real Taoist priest is definitely not made of white phosphorus." What is ignited is real skill, driven by one's own Yang Fire."
As soon as these words came out, there was silence. None of them knew what Huan Xin said. The teacher was also very confused by what he said unexpectedly. He frowned and looked at him and said, "Classmate Huan Xin, are you okay?" Have you read too much? Can an excellent student like you say this kind of unrealistic and contrary to science?"
"What you come to school to learn is science, correct knowledge, feudal superstition..." the teacher said halfway on the podium.
Huan Xin immediately tore off a page from her homework book and said to the teacher in front of everyone, "You don't believe it, right? I'll prove it to you."
After that, he pinched the piece of paper between his two fingers, flicked his wrist hard, and a burst of yang energy was stimulated by his heart and turned into yang fire in his fingers. Then something unexpected happened and a "pop" sound happened, and the homework paper was really blown away. The fire was lit.
Huan Xin looked at the teacher with a proud face and said, "Teacher, you still don't think I used white phosphorus on this paper?"
All the students in the audience were shocked. This kind of scene that can only appear in film and television works, Huanxin actually performed it for everyone without rehearsing. When the senior year of high school was extremely stressful, the students seemed to have a fire lit in their hearts. Likewise, the students in the back row took the lead in cheering: "He's so handsome. He's such a great student."
Then the class exploded in an instant as you talked to each other. Only Xiao Min looked worriedly at Huan Xin's little hand gently tugging on his sleeve.
The teacher on the podium, breathing erratically, put his hands on his hips, looked at the classroom that was out of control, his face was almost red with anger, and he looked at Qing Xin with an angry look.
In the principal's office, looking at the hysterical chemistry teacher, Qing Xin just looked out the window lightly. After the teacher calmed down, the principal only criticized Qing Xin in a symbolic sense and warned him that playing with fire is not allowed in the school. Huan Xin went back.
Huan Xin received a round of applause and praise when he returned to class, but he just waved his hands and passed by without paying attention. After sitting in his seat, he suddenly felt a pair of slender and soft little hands in his hands. It was a very familiar feeling that made Xinxin smile, very satisfied and relieved.
Because he knew whose hand it belonged to.
