As time passed by, Zhang Bajiu had already sat upright on the podium, tilting his head and looking out the window. The winter was extremely long, and the weather in the north was also extremely dry and cold in winter. The cold wind howled from time to time, and he Now, all I can think about is going home. He would rather chat with a "sister". Although there is some ambiguity, there is some ambiguity that does not fit with the current status.
While I was thinking about it, there was already a rustling sound coming from under the podium. Pulling Zhang Bajiu's mind back. There are only 15 minutes left before the end of the exam, and he also knows that all the tests have been completed. Some people look at the answers to the questions and want to find some formulas to fill in a few random entries. Is there any order in the usual tests? If there was any punishment, he would just let them do whatever they wanted. At this time, a familiar voice came to his mind next to his usual class seat.
"Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu, come here!"
Zhang Ba was very familiar with this voice for a long time. He walked down the stage in a few steps, passed through the densely packed aisles filled with textbooks and schoolbags, and came to Li Tianheng's table and whispered:
"What's wrong, are you running away?"
In fact, Zhang Bajiu is not surprised by what he said. After all, all the teachers are in meetings now, and some students usually go to the cafeteria ten minutes early to take a few bites of freshly cooked meals. As soon as he finished speaking, the class next door started. Two or three classmates sneaked out through the back door and quietly ran down the stairs.
"Brother Jiu, don't run away. Choose to fill in the blanks and take a look. I'll do the big question. Please help me."
Li Tianheng said slightly anxiously. In fact, his and Zhang Bajiu's math scores were not much different, but he preferred to do big questions, but Zhang Bajiu was used to it. He glanced at it, pointed at it and said to Li Tianheng:
"Look, I've helped you too. You'll know what to do soon!"
Li Tianheng seemed to suddenly remember that today, Friday, Brother Jiu would call his so-called "sister" every time. The two eyes looked at each other, and they both seemed to understand, and then they made an OK gesture to Zhang Bajiu. Zhang Bajiu glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost 17:40. He quickly walked up to the podium. When it was almost 38:00, he raised his head and said:
"It will be the same for a while. The student at the end of each row will collect the papers from behind. Li Tianheng, you will collect the papers and send them to the office in a while."
As soon as he finished the last note, he quickly walked off the stage and ran towards the small shop in the southeast corner of the school! The other students understood that this was the end of the exam and began to bustle. Although they did not know what Zhang Bajiu was doing, this situation had happened more than once since he entered the third year of high school. We are all used to it. Yu Meina said:
"Why do you think he goes there every Friday? It's like this every time. Is he going to date a girl?"
Liu Yanfei smiled:
"Just him, like a telegraph pole, has a girlfriend. If there's a strong wind, the two of them can't fly a kite in the sky?"
After collecting the papers for five minutes, Liu Ruo stood up and said:
"Stop talking, sit down, pack your things, and then line up to go downstairs to eat."
Li Tianheng was a little impatient. He had just sorted out the papers, and some students had not turned them in. He was not too cold when faced with the monitor Liu Ruo's words. Instead, he was a little bored. He made random comments every time, making him look different. He also I didn't want to talk to her. After all, it was really difficult for the class monitor to be a class monitor. Many people didn't have a good impression of her who ran to the office and made snitches when nothing happened.
Zhang Ba quickly ran into the small supermarket. The so-called small supermarket is better said to be a small store. Due to the strict management of the school, a large bungalow is partitioned with wooden boards. Each room is only about 30 square meters. The three inner sides The walls are lined with shelves and counters, with all kinds of spicy snacks and drinks, making the whole house seem packed. There are three other rooms that complement this bungalow, one is a stationery shop and an optical shop, and the other is a fruit shop. shop and laundry, and the other one is entirely a printing shop. The reason why this one is special is because all the printed test papers and copywriting of the school come from here, but the printing shop is deserted compared to other shops. Not much. One of the five red lines in this high school is to bring a mobile phone, so it is impossible to bring in a USB flash drive or anything like that. The print shop has basically no connection with the students. Occasionally, you can only see teachers taking some students in twos and threes to move some test papers. .
Zhang Bajiu actually didn't like snacks at all. In comparison, he felt that real meat was more fragrant. He went into the small shop in the boys' area, borrowed the mobile phone from the boss and dialed the number in his heart. Silently read the mobile phone number over and over again. ...beep...beep,
"Brother Jiu, why did you call me so early today? I was so anxious."
There was a clear laughter from the other end of the phone, with some girlish murmurs.
Zhang Bajiu, however, looked a little immature and said in a voice mixed with uneven breathing due to running:
"I came here specially this time. The math test in the afternoon was not very difficult. I kept staring at the watch and wanted to come over and call you."
Dong Lingling actually knew the school schedule. She also looked at her phone and waited for a long time. Knowing this time, she would probably make a call soon.
"Well, of course I know. It's not like you haven't attended County No. 1 Middle School. How is your week going? Are you nervous about the exams approaching? Is there any school you want to go to?"
Zhang Bajiu listened to the cordial inquiries on the other end of the phone and had already talked impatiently about the current situation of the week.
"What's going on at school? I just keep taking exams, but I'm pretty stable, with a score of over 540 in the mock exam. I just don't eat well. I really want to go to your school and be next to you!!!... ....”
He was a little shy when he said this. In his heart, the identity of this senior sister could no longer be simply called "sister". In the restlessness of youth, he wanted to call her "baby" more, but he couldn't. As for being shy, the training he had received in the class over the past few years had made him less timid in front of his classmates, but facing this "senior sister" whom he had a crush on, he didn't dare to speak out or make it clear, even over the phone.
Dong Lingling seems a little more mature. Maybe the six months of college experience has allowed her to better understand what other people are thinking. Facing this junior, he can also hear the meaning of the slightly obscure words. , jokingly said:
"Brother Jiu is amazing. Our school is an ordinary second-level school. If you work hard and get good grades, you can get a good one. Besides, I'm a liberal arts major. Your little brain is overqualified. ?”
Dong Lingling's words made Zhang Bajiu think for a moment. "My brother Jiu, my brother Jiu" kept flashing in his mind, and his face couldn't help but have a hint of red.
"It'll be great if I can go to your university. Grades or nothing else doesn't matter. As long as I have you, I'll be fine."
As soon as he finished saying this, the voices of many little girls came from the other end of the phone, and Zhang Bajiu heard the redness on his face getting darker and darker.
Zhang Bajiu asked her about some recent developments there, and then asked in a soft voice: "Lingling, will you always stay with me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Dong Lingling over there also looked very solemn and said:
"Of course, I will always be with you. When you come home from vacation, you can open your phone and log on to QQ and you will know everything."
"Okay, let's stop talking. Look, it's already 18:00. You're about to go to night study, why don't you go back quickly?"
Zhang Bajiu looked at the time on his phone and it was indeed getting late, and said with unfinished content:
"Okay, okay, wait until I get home and take a first look. You will be happy too. Take care of yourself outside!"
After saying a few more words, he hung up the phone. Zhang Bajiu took out 5 yuan and gave it to the boss and hurried back to the teaching building. What kept him wondering was whether what Dong Lingling said could happen to her. Did you return the oath?
The winter nights are always long. During this time, it was pitch dark outside, with only a few teachers on duty holding flashlights to check for late students. At this time, Zhang Bajiu was running quickly towards the door of the teaching building.
"That student over there, stop running away, come here, you're late! Come here quickly"
The voice sounded a little old. He was the director of the third grade of high school. Zhang Bajiu turned his head and looked at Director Zhang. He was not panicked at all and trotted to Director Zhang in a few steps.
"Director Zhang, it's me. After dinner, I went to the printing shop to ask how the math team's papers were doing and if I could get them back."
Director Zhang looked at the students in front of him, pushed up his glasses and said:
"Zhang Bajiu, haven't you finished the math test? Why are you still going? Are you looking for an excuse to trick me?"
In fact, Director Zhang is very familiar with him. He has always had excellent math scores. He was the top scorer in the joint entrance examination in his first year of high school and his second year of high school. When he shared his learning experience, he was familiar with more students than him, a teacher who has been teaching mathematics for 30 years. Director Zhang was just making fun of him.
Zhang Bajiu looked a little worried when he looked at him, and he probably couldn't hide it. He smiled and agreed:
"Director Zhang, look, I'm not late for long. I'll finish collecting the papers and then go have dinner. These 20 minutes are not enough at all. Just let me go back!" There was a sense of grievance and helplessness in his tone.
Director Zhang stopped talking, what he said was true, but after all, he was in his third year of high school, so seizing the time meant seizing the points. He waved in the direction of the teaching building and turned his back.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Bajiu didn't say much, turned around and ran into the teaching building. Fortunately, the class was on the second floor. He went up in a few steps and entered the class. He didn't see the teacher yet. He was secretly happy. After a few quick steps, I returned to my seat!
"Brother Jiu, your phone calls are getting longer and longer. If I give you a mobile phone, you can make calls all night long!" Li Tianheng said teasingly.
Liu Yanfei at the front desk turned around and said more connotatively:
"We don't have to go out to eat every Friday from now on. Just give Brother Jiu a call and he can make us a big pot of porridge."
Facing the ridicule from his classmates, Zhang Bajiu said calmly:
"I think we don't have the strength. I just want to know if we will have our monthly holiday next week?"
Yu Meina turned her head and said:
"Why does Bajiu, who loves studying, want to take a vacation? We have a vacation next Friday afternoon, and there is still a week left, no, it is six and a half days."
Yu Meina is a smart girl. She doesn't focus on studying. Her father is a real estate developer in the county and her mother is a civil servant in the county. For her, she has been the apple of her parents' eye since she was a child. She wants to study more. Instead of going with the flow, what she looked forward to was returning home and lying on the big bed.
Hearing this, Zhang Bajiu fell into silence. Now his mind was filled with what the senior sister said. It was as if a seed had been planted in his heart. He always felt that there was something inexplicable and wonderful drilling deep into his heart, and it was not there. Talk more and give Li Tianheng the test answers under the stool and ask him to pass them on. Perhaps this state made them feel a little overwhelmed and did not bother them. Other students also consciously responded to the answers when they saw them, and sometimes they made some unbelievable sounds.
