Chapter 4 Rose-Earrings

Going back to the starting point, all stories have the beginning of an encounter.

When did they first meet?

The same question was asked to Jiang Limei and Ren Yu, and they would get different answers. Ren Yu remembered clearly that it was the opening ceremony of his sophomore year of high school, and he took the stage to speak as a student representative.

All the teachers who have taught Ren Yu say this about Ren Yu:

He is silent and introverted, and studies seriously. His only shortcoming is that he is too sharp-minded, not like a young man, but like an old man.

I'm young and think too much.

Ren Yu wrote the speech half a month in advance. It was still on summer vacation at the time. He took it to his Chinese teacher's house, asked the teacher to help polish it, and then recited it.

Now that he can write the manuscript fluently, Ren Yu is still worried. The opening ceremony started at eight o'clock, and he has been waiting on the side of the main stage of the playground at 6:30, silently memorizing the manuscript, over and over again, for fear of making any mistakes.

Anseong is located in the northeast, and autumn begins early. It rained heavily the first night, and the whole city cooled down greatly. The last remaining heat of summer was washed away, and the chill was approaching in the early morning. Ren Yu wore the autumn uniform of Anseong No. 9 Middle School, which was thin.

, I felt a little cold, and the first thing I worried about was not the cold, but whether my teeth would chatter and my speech would not be clear when I went on stage.

At seven o'clock, more and more students entered the school. They first went to the classroom to put away their schoolbags, and then gathered in the playground.

The students in the three grades are clearly distinguished, which can be seen from their appearance. The ones with their heads slumped and yawning are the seniors. The freshmen have not yet been issued uniforms and are dressed in various colors. The remaining ones are the seniors, who are laughing and playing around.

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Ren Yu was hiding in a secret place behind the main stage, covering his ears and reciting the manuscript over and over again. He didn't know how many times he had recited it, but suddenly he heard someone calling him:

"Classmate, classmate."

Ren Yu heard this and turned around in surprise.

"I'm here, here."

The rostrum was against the side of the playground, with a fence behind it. A girl stood outside the fence, waving wildly at him.

"Hey, what are you doing? I've called you many times and you can't hear me."

The girl tied her hair into a high ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead. She had a pair of fox eyes that were curved and smart. Her words were complaining, but her face was smiling. The early morning sun shone on her face, cutting tiny pieces of light and shadow, and her earlobes had small slits.

The small earrings are eye-catching.

"Classmate, please do me a favor."

Ren Yu looked away from her earlobes.

"Over there, there are a lot of bricks. Can you help me move some? It's very simple. Just stack them up, stack them high, and let me step on them."

The girl pointed to the pile of sand and soil inside the fence, which was left by the workers who repaired the playground during the summer vacation. There were also some bricks and stones.

"Our grade director is arresting people at the school gate."

"What to catch?" Ren Yu asked subconsciously.

". disheveled. We haven't issued school uniforms yet, so I just wear them casually. But who knew that the school rules of No. 9 Middle School are so perverted that they don't allow you to wear skirts?"

The girl's tone was coquettish, without any hint of hostility.

Ren Yu followed her words and looked at her. She was wearing a red hooded sweatshirt with a Mickey head pattern on the chest. Her bare legs were wearing a black pleated skirt and white Converse canvas shoes.

Ren Yu doesn't understand girls' fashion, but that doesn't mean he has no aesthetic taste. He can tell that it should be a very popular dress now.

Before he could speak, the girl spoke again, begging in a sweet voice: "The railing is too high, I have to step up my feet before I dare to jump. Classmate, please help me move it, okay? Save someone's life, and there will be people on the playground in a while."

If there are too many, it will be difficult for me to handle.”

The loudspeaker behind him began to urge the students to gather in the playground quickly.

Ren Yu didn't hesitate anymore. Under the girl's command, he went back and forth several times to arrange the bricks into several layers and stack them high. While he was still checking whether the bricks were secure, the girl had already thrown her schoolbag over, pretending to climb the fence.

"Turn around, I'm wearing a skirt."

Ren Yu's face heated up and he turned around hastily, not forgetting to remind: "It might be unstable, so be careful."

The girl moved neatly and climbed to the top in twos and twos. Before she finished speaking, she had already jumped down from the pointed fence and patted Ren Yu on the shoulder: "Okay, okay, we're down."

Ren Yu turned around and was swept up to her neck by her ponytail.

The girl picked up her schoolbag neatly and dusted off the dust: "The school has just started and the head teacher hasn't recognized me yet. There is no one in the classroom right now. I am hiding in the classroom and will not participate in the ceremony. It will probably be okay if I am missing."

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She put her schoolbag on her back under Ren Yu's gaze and took a sneak peek at the school gate. The grade director had already caught a group of students wearing skirts and ripped jeans and was taking names.

"I cannot thank you enough for saving my life, classmate."

"Wait a minute!" Ren Yu didn't know which of his tendons was wrong, so he stopped the girl and pointed to his ear: "The school doesn't allow you to wear that either."

The girl was stunned for a moment, touched the small earring on her earlobe, and smiled:

"Forgot, just pick it up now."

The red figure ran away quickly, passing through a group of boring blue and white school uniforms. Among the crowd, skirts were flying, and schoolbags were swaying with their ponytails.

Ren Yu kept looking at the back until he disappeared into the first-year high school teaching building, then he came back to his senses and restored the bricks to their original positions one by one.

The opening ceremony that day was a success.

Ren Yu gave an unscripted speech and received a lot of praise and applause as he ranked first in the city's unified examination at the end of last semester. He stepped down from the stage, stood back in the class team, lowered his head and adjusted his glasses.

"Stand up straight and don't keep your head down." Teacher Ji, the head teacher, patted Ren Yu on the back: "Why do you always look so unconfident?"

Ren Yu straightened his back.

It’s not that he is unconfident, it’s just that he always feels awkward when standing in the eyes of others. People with sensitive personalities have a lot more troubles than others, and they always unconsciously explore the temperature in other people’s eyes.

Worry about being ignored and fear of being taken too seriously.

It seemed that either side of the scale would make him uneasy.

Ren Yu thought of those clear eyes. He felt comfortable and comfortable standing in those eyes, because when she looked at you, she just looked at you seriously, everything was transparent and clear under the sun.

He looked in the direction of the first-year high school teaching building, feeling a sudden surge of regret.

I don’t know if there is a broadcast of the ceremony on the classroom loudspeaker.

I wonder if she heard his name.
Chapter completed!