December 31st is Fenghan’s New Year’s Day party performance.
The song that Meng Yao and his class sang in chorus was "The Ordinary Road". The songs were decided by a class vote and a final rehearsal took place before the party began.
For the sake of uniformity, all the performers wore simple white T-shirts. After the rehearsal, Shen Heyi called the photographer hired by the school to come over and take a group photo for them.
Meng Yao was not used to looking at the camera and felt a little unnatural. Song Siqi hooked her hand, got closer to her, and happily made a scissor hand gesture beside her.
At seven o'clock in the evening, the New Year's Day party officially begins.
The opening dance was performed by teachers from the school’s art group.
Their class's performance order was at the back. Song Siqi was so fascinated by the show that she took her mobile phone to film it.
It's rare to relax tonight. There are many students with mobile phones, and the teacher doesn't care.
When it was about to be their class's turn to perform, Shen Heyi came over and organized them to wait in advance.
While waiting for the performance, the entertainment committee member was still worried and asked: "Don't remember the wrong words later. If you really forget the words, just sing in a low voice or move your mouth. Some people will sing one thing and some people will sing another thing."
The host announced the curtain in front of the stage. Behind the curtain, everyone took their positions, the curtain opened, and there was a huge crowd under the stage.
Meng Yao looked at the audience. She was slightly short-sighted and didn't wear glasses. The lights in the audience were dim and she couldn't see anyone's face clearly. Thanks to this, her gaze was rarely wanton.
The seats in the auditorium are arranged in units of classes. Meng Yao's eyes found the approximate location of Science Class 1 under the stage. She didn't know which row and number Xu Yao was sitting in, and she didn't know if Xu Yao was also looking at the stage. While watching the performance seriously, he still lowered his head to play with his mobile phone or talk to Zheng Hua.
The lights on the stage were as bright as day, and Meng Yao stood in the penultimate row of the chorus line. She was not eye-catching. Looking from the audience to the stage, she was still small and could be ignored.
Probably because the song selection was good and they performed well, in short, the chorus performance was very effective, and the audience applauded thunderously. Shen Heyi recorded a video and later posted it to the class group. Song Siqi clicked on it and listened to it. She also found her and Meng Yao's figures in the video and pointed them out to Meng Yao. After that, she was satisfied and saved the video.
After the New Year's Day party was successfully concluded, the school took three days off to celebrate the Gregorian New Year.
In the past, Meng Yao would go back to her grandmother's house in the countryside during the holidays, but after New Year's Day and the end of the semester was not far away, Song Lan asked her to stay at home and review her homework.
"You did just average in the mid-term exam, so you can be more confident at the end of the term, so you can be among the top ten in the class, right?"
Meng Yao pursed her lower lip and said nothing.
Song Lan was in a hurry to go to work and took her as a promise without replying, leaving her some change at home for lunch.
After Song Lan left, Meng Yao called his grandparents on his mobile phone.
This winter has been dry and cold, but there has been no snow.
The last time it snowed in Meng Yao's memory was two years ago, before she entered high school.
Memories from childhood are always better. I wonder if the depth of my mind automatically adds filters to those images when I look back. Meng Yao only remembered that when he was a child, it would always snow in winter, and the pond near her grandmother’s house would be covered with a thick layer of ice, making the whole world a silvery white.
Not like now.
Occasionally, Meng Yao would think about what growth brings to people.
It may just make you understand that you will not easily get what you expect and desire.
It's hard to get.
Loss is normal.
Meng Yao once saw on the Internet that some people said that the older a human being grows, the harder it is to experience pure happiness.
Everything requires effort. When I grow up, I realize that even the emotion of happiness requires effort.
Time seems to speed up a lot after New Year's Day.
On the night of New Year's Eve, Meng Yao was still in a trance.
Meng Yuanshan was busy with work and came back the day before New Year's Eve. During this winter vacation, Song Lan had a good attitude towards Meng Yao. Even Meng Yuanshan noticed the change and whispered to Meng Yao quietly: "What happy thing happened to your mother recently?"
Meng Yao smiled lightly and did not answer.
She knew deep down that she probably got such treatment because she ranked sixth in the class in the final exam and exceeded Song Lan's expectations.
The New Year arrives as scheduled with bursts of firecrackers.
Meng Yao spent the whole night watching the CCTV Spring Festival Gala with her family. It was just past twelve o'clock. She said New Year's greetings to her family. Her phone vibrated. She looked down and found that Song Siqi had sent her a message on time: Yaoyao New Year. hapiness! all the best!
Meng Yao smiled, the light reflected in her eyes, and she lowered her head and replied to Song Siqi: Happy New Year, be happy forever.
Song Siqi did not reply immediately, Xu was busy sending blessings to others.
The class group was also very lively, and Shen Heyi even sent a small red envelope in the group.
Meng Yao followed the team and said Happy New Year.
After twelve o'clock, Song Lan asked her to go back to the room to sleep. Meng Yao got enough sleep every day during the winter vacation, and because he had just watched the Spring Festival Gala, he didn't feel much sleepy. After returning to the room, she looked at her phone for a while. Everyone in her circle of friends was posting New Year's wishes. She read a few messages, quickly exited the social software, slid her fingers repeatedly on the home screen, and finally turned off her phone.
Meng Yao sat at the desk and was stunned for a while. In the living room, Meng Yuanshan turned off the TV and went back to the room with Song Lan.
After hearing no more sounds outside the door, Meng Yaocai unscrewed the locked drawer next to the desk and took out the drawing paper and a diary that she had protected secretly.
It's the same person on all the drawings.
As for the diary.
In fact, Meng Yao had deliberately given up the habit of writing diaries ever since Song Lan peeked into her diary without permission a long time ago.
This diary cannot be called a diary in the strict sense. Meng Yao only occasionally used it to record some things.
It can be regarded as a record book about Xu Yao.
From the meeting in the heavy rain to the occasional unnoticed look up at her from the corner, and then to the handful of times their eyes touched each other.
There are not many records in this book, because she and Xu Yao have very few points of intersection.
The last record was when the final results of the English competition came out and Xu Yao won the prize. Late at night, when everything was silent, she quietly drew a gold medal on her notebook and wrote next to it: Congratulations. Young people always shine.
Today, fireworks bloomed outside the window, turning into sparks and instantly lighting up the night sky. When people across the country were celebrating the New Year, Meng Yao took up his pen, wrote the date in the blank space of his book without thinking, and wrote down his wishes with great piety:
February 5, 2019
first day of new year
Xu Yao
Happy New Year, may your life be peaceful, joyful, smooth and worry-free.
*
As soon as the new semester started, all high school students faced an exam.
This exam caught everyone off guard. I had a lot of fun during the winter vacation, but I haven’t completely settled down yet. The results of this exam can be imagined.
For several days, the air pressure in the classroom was very low. Shen Heyi was relatively kind, but more serious than before. Luo Yiping was not so polite. He frowned and taunted him in class, saying that a test made him feel like he was teaching junior high school students. The English teacher even directly asked if they had rolled the dice for the multiple-choice English question.
A group of people were taught to lower their eyebrows and not dare to say anything back. Then they came to their senses completely - the winter vacation carnival was over.
The New Year is over and the weather is still very cold. Meng Yao is still wearing a thick coat and sweater. Song Siqi is not as afraid of the cold as she is, but she is also looking forward to the early arrival of summer.
"But actually, to be honest, I prefer spring."
In the self-study class, Song Siqi talked to her in a low voice because the teacher had gone to the meeting and no one was paying attention.
"Winter is too cold and summer is too hot, so I like spring and autumn the most when the temperature is suitable." Song Siqi muttered, "But the existence of spring and autumn is so short-lived that my memories of the year are always Wearing cotton-padded clothes or short sleeves."
Meng Yao thought about it carefully and nodded with a smile.
Song Siqi asked her smoothly: "What about you, Meng Yao, which season do you like?"
Meng Yao blurted out without even thinking: "Xia Tian."
Song Siqi was a little surprised and asked, "Why?"
"Maybe it's because summer is so bright. It always makes me feel like a lot of good things will happen."
Song Siqi nodded thoughtfully.
Meng Yao looked at her and smiled, and said, "There is another reason." Song Siqi looked at her and said "huh" in question?
Meng Yao added: "In the summer milk tea shop, there is watermelon pop pop."
It was a rare occasion for her to speak so playfully. Song Siqi was stunned for a moment and found it very strange. After a long time, she couldn't help laughing and said to her: "You really have a soft spot for watermelon pops."
In mid-April, the temperature rose, and Song Siqi briefly enjoyed spring. Starting from the end of April, the weather gets hotter. Wrap up in a thin coat before going out in the morning. In the morning, you can take off the coat directly to reveal the short sleeves underneath.
The cold drinks at the canteen were in short supply by noon.
Song Siqi treated Meng Yao to her first ice cream of the year, and agreed with her to go to a milk tea shop to drink Meng Yao's favorite watermelon pops during the next holiday.
"I want to drink this this time too." Song Siqi said, "I had a taste of yours last year. It feels so good to drink this in the summer!"
Speaking of that day, a frame automatically played back in front of her eyes, and Meng Yao thought of Xu Yao again.
time flies.
Last summer seems to have passed not long ago, and this summer is coming again.
