Chapter 25

Lin Jinmei and Kou Yang didn't know what they were talking about. They looked back from time to time. Zheng Jianguo looked down at some blushing Hao Yun and drew an arc at the corner of his mouth: "they turned around."

Hao Yun, who was lying on the table, heard that he raised his head. Lin Jinmei just turned her head. Only Kou Yang's eyes looked at him, so she said with a positive face: "don't worry about me. I remember you can't tell others."

"No problem. If you don't let me say it, I won't say it."

Seeing that Hao Yun was in a hurry, Zheng Jianguo didn't have the mind to tease the old friend. He just put away his smile, looked at Kou Yang in front and said, "don't regret it then -"

"I won't regret it."

Hao Yun's words were unequivocal. Zheng Jianguo flashed in his mind the appearance of the goods getting drunk. At that time, he didn't remind him. If the goods were still as low spirited as in his memory, he wouldn't mind exposing his scars: "I remember. If you regret it in the future, don't blame me for exposing your scars."

"I won't regret it."

Hao Yun said and looked at the back of Lin Jinmei in front of her. Then he looked down and saw Kou Yang next to her. With a suspicious face, he said, "some of them said you had a date with Kou Yang -"

"Do you believe it?"

Zheng Jianguo frowned, and then flashed the picture of meeting Kou Yang in the recycle bin at that time. He and Kou Yang had an intersection outside the school. At other times, they were either in the school or in the classroom, but there was no need to explain to Hao Yun. The explanation in this case was to cover up: "are we dating?"

"I don't believe --"

He shook his head quickly. Hao Yun turned his head and raised his chin at the algebra in the physics self-study Series in front of Zheng Jianguo. He said, "I thought you wanted to approach her by beating cows across the mountain, but after you borrowed and copied the book, you were looking at it carefully and didn't take the initiative to find her."

"Hehe, that's called curve saving the country."

Seeing Hao Yun's serious appearance, Zheng Jianguo was immediately happy. At this time, the thought between the students was still relatively pure. He and Hao Yun were both men, so there was no 38 line. If the opposite sex sat at the same table, there would be an invisible line between the two sides. Of course, most students maintained gay feelings: "Kou Yang and I are just classmates, and we will become old classmates after graduation, It's almost the same as us - just a young classmate, in full bloom, huh. "

"What did you say? Poetry? Do it yourself? "

As soon as Hao Yun's eyes lit up, he didn't want to see Zheng Jianguo turn his eyes to him, and then opened his mouth and said, "that's what others did. I'll say, how can you write poetry? We've known each other for such a long time, and your boy's stomach -- "

"I'll do it. You don't understand."

Zheng Jianguo continued to roll his eyes and didn't crack down on the ignorance of the goods. Previously, he just talked about his classmates, and a sentence came out of his mind. Unexpectedly, the donkey shit egg hadn't even heard it, so he had to say, "when we leave school, I'll give you one."

"Cut, say you're fat, you're really panting?"

Hao Yun obviously doesn't believe that the poems at present have not entered the public. The future flow poets are either repairing the earth or working in factories. They share their private hobbies with their peers. As for entering the public class, there is still a long way to go: "but I'm happy to wait and wait to read your masterpiece, But don't forget me, brother. "

Zheng Jianguo smiled and didn't answer this. Instead, he bowed his head and continued to read the book. His previous boyfriend, girlfriend and classmates said so much and brought a lot of ideas in his mind. If he didn't dare to write in two years, the big guy would improve his appreciation ability a lot, At present, those poets who will shine for the next decade are afraid that they want no one to pay attention. Most of them close the door and ask a few friends to be happy. How dare they jump out and criticize him.

Zheng Jianguo's smile puzzled Hao Yun. After knowing him for so long, Hao Yun found that his deskmate suddenly became strange, but he thought that their agreement would always be realized before leaving school, so he put it behind him until he arrived at school the next morning, He was surprised by what was written on the blackboard: "class cadres and class committee members gathered in the headmaster's office to go to Shanxian high school to participate in the mobilization meeting. Everyone else studied by themselves today --"

"Then study by yourself?"

Wu Bin, who followed Hao Yun into the classroom, looked at the words on the blackboard, scolded and turned away. He murmured and didn't know what to say. Hao Yun was at a loss: "this is to mobilize for early graduation to the countryside?"

"Why else can we mobilize? This time, Zhao Nan has a beautiful scene -- "

A voice came from the classroom. Hao Yun's eyes blinked. Some couldn't believe it: "that is, after mobilization, it's even graduation?"

Once upon a time, graduation seemed so far away that Hao Yun didn't report any confidence in Zhao Nan's proposal these days, but he didn't expect that the last semester was over a week after the start of school.

When Zheng Jianguo arrived, he also looked at the notice on the blackboard and walked for a while. This may be the biggest effect brought by his butterfly wing, but he didn't fully understand the causality at this time. Fortunately, the change of graduating early had little impact on him. He looked at Hao Yun standing next to the podium and said, "don't you want to see the poem I wrote?"

"Huh?"

Hao Yun's mouth was slightly open, and some yellow teeth had a small piece of vegetable leaves. Zheng Jianguo shook his head, turned and walked to the podium, picked up the blackboard eraser to wipe off the notice, turned his head and looked at him: "help me move a bench."

Taking the bench is to move the notice in the middle of the blackboard to the top. Zheng Jianguo moved the bench to finish writing the notice, then stood on the blackboard and wrote it askew with chalk:“

When you walk out of this classroom;

Dream and think with longing;

Singing a light song;

Don't forget what it looks like;

You will be far away in the future;

Sing the song alone;

Let it drown in the hoarse;

Please put these down and say to yourself:

These are ordinary, those are tribulations;

Tired my body, strong will;

So you can fly against the wind without looking back;

Not afraid of rain ahead and frost near;

These are realities, those are ideals;

Urge my steps and grow with me;

So the way back is no longer confused;

There is no place to place in the future;

Losers who give up halfway;

Self righteous rejoice;

Comfortable, joyful, happy;

Please put down these and say to yourself;

These are ordinary, those are tribulations;

Tired my body, strong will;

So you can fly against the wind without looking back;

Not afraid of rain ahead and frost near;

These are realities, those are ideals;

Urge my steps and grow with me;

So the way back is no longer confused;

There is no place to place in the future;

These are persistence, those are choices;

Firm my direction and stride;

Although I never believe that giving will pay off;

Life is too short to forget;

These are the beginning, those are the end;

It will begin soon, the ordinary beginning;

Well, after a little party, it always ends with parting;

Then leave now;

Then it's over now. "

The chalk was a little annoying. Zheng Jianguo picked up the blackboard and wiped it off halfway through his writing. He had not written so many words on the blackboard from primary school to high school, and he was not comfortable with the font size. In the end, he had lost his mind when he saw the notice. Finally, after writing, he stepped back two steps and looked at the neat writing, Then he threw the chalk into the wooden chalk box on the table, looked at the circle of people under the stage, clapped their hands, and showed a brilliant smile on his face: "everyone will be separated soon. This is even a parting advice."

"Cough -"

Lin Jinmei stared at the words on the blackboard. She didn't want to suck some chalk powder and cough twice. After taking back her eyes, she was surprised: "Zheng Jianguo, did you write this?"

"Well, I've seen a lot of messy things recently. Now you're going to the countryside -"

Looking at Lin Jinmei's eyes, Zheng Jianguo looked at Hao Yun, who was staring at her in the distance, pointed to the goods and said, "I promised to give it to Hao Yun. I think it's not just that he's going to go to the countryside, but he wrote it directly on the blackboard and gave it to everyone."

"I don't see. You still have this ability -"

Lin Jinmei swept Hao Yun, who was blushing for some reason in the distance, turned her head and looked carefully at Zheng Jianguo. She felt that the classmate who had been in the limelight recently had eyes that seemed to be able to see through the hearts of the people. With a heavy jump in her heart, she touched her hand and stroked the hanging hair beside her ears, and her eyes became a little flashing. Her tone was inexplicably soft: "it's also for me?"

"Here you are, too."

Zheng Jianguo frowned slightly. He didn't expect to hear such a statement. He couldn't help looking at Hao Yun staring at him in the distance. He didn't know whether he thought a little too much. Lin Jinmei had never been so gentle to anyone before. At least on the side he hadn't touched, his smile immediately shrank and said, "also give it to Zhao Nan, Kou Yang, Wu Bin -"

"Do you want to give it to Kou Yang?"

Lin Jinmei's round little face changed. Then she looked behind her as if she had recovered her mind. She saw Kou Yang standing at the door, blinking and pointing to the pass on the blackboard. "Kou Yang, the teacher asked your class cadres to gather in the headmaster's office."

"Well, I see."

After silently looking at the classmate and half a good friend, Kou Yang looked over her and fell on Zheng Jianguo's face. Then he bowed his head and opened the schoolbag behind him and said, "Zheng Jianguo, I have brought the book, two yuan and eighty-seven cents. Can you bring it tomorrow?"

"Yes!"

Hearing the news of the self-study series, Zheng Jianguo threw away some things that flashed in his mind, got off the platform, walked a few steps in front of Kou Yang, looked at the four written books in her hand, and was happy: "thank you, it's still the agreement. You can talk when you use it."

Let a dozen pairs of eyes fall on his face, Kou Yang smiled: "OK!"