There is a small door and two windows in a rather empty and dark room. On the left and right, there is a large kang that is more than ten meters long and seventy centimeters high. It is covered with a yellow mat made of reeds, and a thick straw mat is spread under the mat.
There is a row of colorful kang mats with quilts and pillows rolled up on the big kang next to the wall. Some lazy students did not fold up the kang mats, quilts and pillows, and just scattered them on the mat.
In the middle of the big Kang is a passage less than one meter wide.
There are two simple wooden cabinets at both ends of the passage, filled with rice bowls and toiletries.
This is the student dormitory of Dongwangzhuangxiang Middle School - it is already in very good condition, at least it is a new dormitory with a new tile-roofed roof. In Su Chunfeng's memory, the old dormitory where he lived in the first half of the first and second grade of junior high school
The dormitory is in a dormitory with broken tile roofs and leaking water everywhere. That is called hardship!
There was no one in the dormitory in the afternoon. The adolescent children would rather sleep on their desks during class than waste their free time in the afternoon sleeping.
Su Chunfeng took down his rice bowl and toiletries from the cabinet, walked a few steps inside along the passage, took off his cloth shoes, got on the kang and sat next to his quilt. He opened the kang quilt and took his time one by one.
He looked through the sheets, quilts, pillows, pillow towels one by one... he opened an old khaki military package, and inside there were three steamed buns that were so dry that they cracked and cracked, as well as a bottle of fried pickles and a bottle of chili sauce.
With a smile on his face, he looked at the things in front of him, and with some sadness and some sweetness, he took out a stack of food stamps and three yuan and seventy-cent banknotes from his pocket - special food stamps for the school, which were flour and flour he brought from home.
The corn was exchanged in the school cafeteria; it cost three yuan and seventy cents. It was originally four yuan. Yesterday, I spent 30 cents on noodles and braised vegetables at noon.
Four yuan a week is usually not enough to spend.
The memories of the past life and the junior high school life of this life are finally integrated so closely and perfectly.
let's start……
After packing her things, Su Chunfeng first went to the office of class teacher Li Jichun and then to the office of geometry teacher Guo Fa before going to class.
The purpose is to proactively apologize.
The reason is that I have nightmares about something happening at home and I feel scared.
This almost absurd reason has achieved very good results: both teachers showed the generosity and self-cultivation of being role models, and after a little scolding, they affirmed and praised Su Chunfeng's attitude of admitting his mistakes - this
In this year, there are still such good students who are honest, honest and take the initiative to admit their mistakes?
rare.
…
There are three classes in the afternoon.
The first section is physics and the second section is chemistry.
Su Chunfeng had long forgotten all the knowledge he learned in junior high school in his previous life. Fortunately, the memory of this life is still there. And although his academic performance is not excellent, it is barely average, and it is not difficult to listen carefully. However, he is reborn.
It is inevitable that he will lose his mind involuntarily while listening to the lecture.
There was no other reason. Sitting next to him was the girl who made him dream back to his first love when he was young many times, made him famous in the world in a rage, and made him feel guilty for many years, Wang Haifei.
In his memory, Wang Haifei always seemed to have the same quiet, delicate and gentle face when she was fourteen or fifteen years old.
And now, sitting next to him in real life, he is still his deskmate, and still maintains a beautiful friendship with him as in the memory - it should be until the winter of the third grade of junior high school, the two of them
One time, after accidentally shaking hands under the desk, they suddenly touched the ignorant, pure, and beautiful sparks deep in the hearts of both of them like an electric shock. Without any confession, the two of them realized that this moment had arrived.
It seems a little late, maybe we already had this wonderful feeling for each other since the first grade of junior high school.
After the second class, Zhang Lifei said with a smile: "Su Chunfeng, can you please stop looking at Haifei during class? She is blushing!"
"I hate it, you're blushing!" Wang Haifei patted Zhang Lifei shyly.
Only then did Su Chunfeng realize that every time he was distracted during class, it was because he was looking at Wang Haifei in ecstasy. He suddenly smiled awkwardly and said: "Is there any? Haha..."
"Li Fei, you are a dead girl, you are annoying..." Wang Haifei was very shy, waving her hands and laughing and joking with Zhang Lifei.
Because the three people sitting at the same table are quite crowded, when the two girls are laughing and playing, Wang Haifei, who is sitting in the middle, will inevitably bump into Su Chunfeng again and again. Sitting in the innermost position by the window, she can feel that she has begun to grow.
, the youthful and delicate body kept touching his body, and smelling the faint body fragrance, Su Chunfeng suddenly felt an incomparable sense of happiness - there are always too many unsatisfactory things in life, and it's great to be able to start over.
Yao Xinbo, who was sitting in the back, watched this scene with hatred.
He has always been secretly in love with Zhang Lifei, and at the same time he is full of boyish reveries about Wang Haifei. But the two beautiful girls are sitting at the same table with Su Chunfeng, a soft-hearted pretty boy. This makes Yao Xinbo and even many boys in the class feel very sad.
of jealousy.
Even Su Chunfeng himself didn't know that it was precisely because he sat at the same table with Zhang Lifei and Wang Haifei that he suffered many innocent insults.
However, Yao Xinbo was still frightened at this time and did not dare to have any attack.
Dang Dang Dang...
The class bell rang.
The noisy classroom quickly became quiet.
Wang Qimin, deputy director of the school's education department and political teacher of the second and third grade classes, slowly walked into the classroom of Class 14 with a lecture book.
"Stand up!" squad leader Ren Zhiping shouted.
Seventy-nine students stood up unevenly. Some students swayed lazily and did not stand, as if they did not want to stand up at all, but just perfunctoryly and without any energy or respect.
He shouted with his classmates: "Hello, teacher..."
The sound was sparse.
As for Su Chunfeng, the moment Wang Qimin stepped into the classroom, he couldn't help but feel a lot nervous. However, on the surface, he looked as usual, showing the same indifference as many of his classmates.
Wang Qimin didn't seem to care about the performance of his classmates at all. He stood on the podium with his eyelids drooped as if he might fall asleep at any moment. He nodded listlessly and said: "Hello, classmates, please sit down." After that, he never looked at the classroom again.
The students who were sitting in a messy room pushed up their old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses as before, put their textbooks on the desk, opened them, lowered their heads and started to chant:
"Students, please open page 33. Today we will talk about the significance of legal protection of legal property..."
Wang Qimin is not tall, has a fat figure, has a round face full of wrinkles, and has dark skin. He seems to have never changed his look. He is very ordinary, a clean and tidy dark gray Lenin suit, and an old-fashioned blue-gray front brim.
The hat covered his somewhat bald head.
In the impression of all the teachers and students in the school, Wang Qimin's character is just like his dress and appearance - no matter which grade or class he is in, he always looks listless and stands on the podium with his textbook and reads the text in a perfunctory manner.
, read a paragraph, ramble on about a paragraph, regardless of whether the students are interested or whether they can understand the political theories and legal concepts. It does not care whether the students are listening, sleeping, whispering, making trouble, making noises, or even
Some students walked out in a big way during class, but he ignored them.
Therefore, many students said that he had difficulty using his eyes and ears, and that he was a bit stupid;
Some students who live in the same village as Wang Qimin and have heard the elders in the village tell some of his past stories, probably because they want to find some sense of presence among their classmates, occasionally think about it and say mysteriously: "
Don’t you know? Teacher Wang used to be amazing!"
In fact, everyone knows that it is absolutely impossible for a stupid person to become a people's teacher, so Wang Qimin is not stupid, nor is he stupid, he just has a good personality and is too honest.
As for whether he was a god before or how godly he was, no one can tell. After all, those are just rumors among the people.
Besides, who believes it?
Wang Qimin is an old teacher!
Moreover, he is a political teacher and concurrently serves as the deputy director of the Education Department of Dongwangzhuangxiang Middle School!
so……
Call him a god?
What a political joke!
But it is undeniable that Wang Qimin, who has never criticized any student, is undoubtedly a recognized good teacher in the hearts of these students who are in the period of youth rebellion.
Not long after class started, the classroom was already noisy.
The few students who listened attentively frowned helplessly and listened to the teacher's lecture in such a noisy environment.
Su Chunfeng was also listening carefully.
He has a mature and rational mentality. No matter how repulsive he is in his heart, he is wary of his former master Wang Qimin and does not want to have anything to do with him anymore. But since he wants to study hard, he must listen carefully to every class. And because of the previous
As a result of Zhang Lifei's joke during class, he actually stopped looking at Wang Haifei.
Su Chunfeng did not expect that his careful listening would arouse the doubts of Wang Haifei and Zhang Lifei.
In the past, Su Chunfeng would be extremely active and talk to them unscrupulously in politics class. Why did he suddenly listen so carefully this afternoon? Besides, in the first and second periods, except for occasionally staring at others, he spent most of the time.
Everyone was listening attentively, and even took rare notes.
"Is he angry with me and Li Fei? Afraid of what others will say?" Wang Haifei felt a little panicked. She didn't understand why she felt this way. She just felt that something was missing, so she couldn't help but write
He picked up a piece of paper and gently pushed it in front of Su Chunfeng.
The content of the note was simple: "Are you angry?"
Su Chunfeng looked at Wang Haifei with some confusion - she lowered her head, her delicate cheeks flushed red, reaching to her ears, a few long strands of hair not tied by the ponytail hanging down the side of her face, her big eyes slightly drooped,
The long eyelashes trembled, the straight bridge of the nose, the tightly pursed lips...
Looking at this beautiful and graceful image, Su Chunfeng suddenly remembered that after she coldly rejected Wang Haifei's enthusiasm on the streets of Beijing that year, Wang Haifei stood blankly in the light rain with a lonely and sad expression.
With his heart swaying, he couldn't help but write on the note: "Haifei, I like you!"