It was a sunny afternoon at Shilan Middle School, and the sun shone in through the window and hit Lu Mingfei's face.
Lu Mingfei rested his chin on his hand and looked out the window.
The blue sky and white clouds, birds flying low, the greenery and the yellow and white teaching buildings complement each other perfectly. It was a rare heavy rain last night, and the air that had just been washed by the rain was particularly fresh.
Shilan Middle School deserves to be a famous aristocratic school. The work efficiency of the school janitor is amazing. The ruts on the road and the water in the playground were quickly cleaned up. If it weren't for a few petals that had been knocked down by the rain lying on the mud of the flower bed, who would have done it?
I can’t believe it rained heavily yesterday.
Lu Mingfei sat in the window seat in the third row from the bottom. This position was very suitable for students with poor grades like him.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the last row, you can calm down and see the blackboard clearly when you want to study. If you stayed up all night last night and piled a bunch of books on the corner of the table, you can create a blind spot for the teacher, and you can sleep from reading in the morning to
Take a lunch break. When you’re bored, you can blow in the wind and look at the scenery outside the window.
The teacher's lecture volume increased a bit, as if to remind the distracted students.
Lu Mingfei also looked away, but after looking at the blackboard for a few seconds, his eyes fell on the middle position in front of him.
What catches the eye is the black hair hanging down like a waterfall, and the white long skirt outlines the curve of her back when she sits upright.
She has always been sitting in a standard posture: head upright, body straight, arms spread, feet planted, and chest about a fist away from the table.
She was attentive during class, and her serious-study profile was always etched in Lu Mingfei's heart, constantly arousing agitation.
The same scene as that day.
Lu Mingfei will always remember that beautiful afternoon. There were only two of them in the classroom. Lu Mingfei was wiping the blackboard. She was wearing a white cotton skirt, sneakers, and white socks, sitting on the podium and humming a song in a low voice.
The slanting light of the setting sun shines on the newly replaced desks, and the wall-creeper hangs down outside the window. The evening between spring and summer is especially quiet.
She suddenly turned around and asked Lu Mingfei, do you want to join our literary club?
At this moment, Lu Mingfei recalled the look he had with her, and his heartbeat was still racing...
Chen Wenwen, class beauty, school belle, president of the literary club, the dream lover of many boys, is also the crush of Lu Mingfei.
But it can only be a secret love. Every time someone says, "Lu Mingfei, do you like Chen Wenwen?", Lu Mingfei can't help but blush when he hears their tone of being ready for the next sentence of ridicule.
, and then said arrogantly, "How is that possible?", "I like Xiaotiannu but I don't like Chen Wenwen. Xiaotian is a beautiful and loyal woman, and she has a mine at home!" and other such rubbish words.
Now Lu Mingfei is very satisfied. After all, everyone likes Chen Wenwen, and no one has succeeded, right? Do you have the qualifications to laugh at me? At least I can still get close to Chen Wenwen as a director of the literary club, and I can even accompany her sometimes.
Go do something.
"Ding bell bell..." The end of get out of class bell rang at Shilan Middle School, followed by a school announcement in Chinese with an English retelling.
The classroom immediately became noisy, and Lu Mingfei was also packing his schoolbag.
"Lu Mingfei, my parents are not at home tonight, are you going to the Internet cafe?" Brothers Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao also put on their schoolbags and asked very excitedly.
Lu Mingfei is not good at everything. The only thing he has good skills is gaming skills. StarCraft and CS are all the same. He is a master of competitive level. He can sit behind the seat in the Internet cafe and a circle of spectators can watch his operations.
Lu Mingfei avoided Xu Yanyan's big hand that wanted to hold his shoulder. Today, his mood was contrary to the weather. He was inexplicably melancholy. Maybe he glanced at Chen Wenwen too much just in class... Of course, the main reason was that he ran out of pocket money as the weekend approached.
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"Forget it, I don't want to play games today."
Xu Miaomiao said: "Let's go! Your Internet fee is ours."
Lu Mingfei was a little shaken, but there are times when Internet-addicted teenagers don't want to play games.
"Why don't you save the Internet fee until next time?" Lu Mingfei asked seriously, "We can play together next time when your parents are not at home..."
There was a hint of disdain in Xu Miaomiao's tone: "Please give me another bottle of Nutritional Express!"
"Okay, okay!" Lu Mingfei put on his schoolbag without any hesitation.
Whatever your mood, just drink a bottle of Free Nutrition Express and you'll be fine!
Lu Mingfei had just taken a few steps when he was stopped. The voice made Lu Mingfei's heart tense. When he turned around, he was already smiling.
"Are you free tomorrow? The literary club wants to buy gifts for the May Day performance. Can you go shopping with me?"
Chen Wenwen tightened the strap of her schoolbag and spoke calmly.
"Okay!" The surprise in Lu Mingfei's tone almost overflowed. He pretended to be calm and said: "By the way, I also want to buy a few books, the second volume of "Gone with the Wind"..."
Xu Miaomiao and Xu Yanyan who were watching did not pay attention. Chen Wenwen was the president of the literary society and Lu Mingfei was a director, and it sounded like running errands and doing hard work...
Chen Wenwen and Lu Mingfei will never make people think too much. Which girl would be so ignorant that she would like the number one loser?
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In the Internet cafe closest to the school.
Lu Mingfei typed "gg" on the public screen and quit the game.
In the last scene on the screen, twelve human cruisers focused their Yamato cannons on fire, turning his nest into a pool of blood.
"No, Lu Mingfei, what kind of plane are you planning?" Xu Yanyan said in disbelief: "The Koreans know that they can't get out of tanks, so they exploded their troops from the beginning, and rushed over with a large number of machine guns mixed with nurses, killing and firing..."
Lu Mingfei had no intention to listen anymore. He was in an inexplicable bad mood today, or maybe he caught a cold in yesterday's rainy night. His head was groggy and he was doing everything absent-mindedly.
Lu Mingfei grabbed his backpack and stood up and left his seat, "Next time, I won't play today because I have something to do."
The somewhat angry voices of the two brothers came from behind, and Lu Mingfei didn't hear what they were saying clearly.
When passing by the corner near the toilet, a parent was grabbing a primary school student by the ear and swearing that he was going to smash this black Internet cafe.
Lu Mingfei took one look and left. This kind of thing is often seen in Internet cafes, but he has never seen it before.
High school students should study hard, and they will have plenty of time to play when they get into college; the Internet cafe environment is so bad, they are not allowed to go there in the future... This kind of normal family teaching to children has never happened in Lu Mingfei's memory, and his uncle has no time to take care of it.
He and his aunt would only say, "Lu Mingfei, did you go to the Internet cafe again? It seems that I gave you too much pocket money! It will be reduced next week!"
Lu Mingfei did not go directly back to his uncle's and aunt's house. His aunt had ordered before leaving in the morning: "A bottle of soy sauce, a box of discounted bagged milk, half a pound of Cantonese sausage, and the new issue of "Novel Painting" that Mingze asked for.
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Lu Mingfei memorizes these things carefully in his mind, even more seriously than memorizing English words, because if one thing is missing, his aunt will go crazy...
It's spring again, and Lu Mingfei is graduating. He will be eighteen years old, and his future is very confused.