It¡¯s a hot noon in the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Wutong College.
The school music had just ended, and the crowded crowd in the school quickly disappeared.
In the corridor, a group of boys who were still active were holding basketballs and walking towards the outside of the teaching building.
"Hey, Komankoman, do you feel that something is wrong in school? Recently, I always feel that something is wrong" A boy shuddered for no reason. He looked around suspiciously, and then pushed his companion beside him. Seeing that his companion didn't pay attention to what he was saying, he immediately put his arms around his neck and threatened: "Your sister! You guy didn't even listen to me!!!"
Under this threat of violence, a companion named Keman finally came to his senses. It seemed that he had been threatened like this not once or twice. He skillfully knelt down and leaned back to let the man behind him hit the wall of the corridor. Then he triumphantly broke away and taunted: "You know how powerful this is, right? This trick of yours has long since stopped working!¡±
¡°I¡¯ll go, it¡¯ll hurt, idiot.¡± The boy hugged his head and cried.
"No way." Keman was obviously a little panicked when he heard the cry of pain. He came over and rubbed the head he hit: "Kitten, are you okay? Did you hit your head? Peace of mind, there is no swelling. By the way, I just listen to what you wanted to say just now."
Rubbing his still aching head, the boy continued the topic: "Do you feel like there's something right about the school? I always feel like something has changed, it's different from before Well, that's it, that's it. What's different from before!" The more he elaborated, the more certain his tone became.
"Kitten, are you awake? What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You idiot, I'm serious! Don't you all think I'm talking nonsense?" Seeing all the friends around me looking like you're talking nonsense, the kitten was furious!
"How is it possible? How could you, a serious kitten like you, talk nonsense!" Another classmate walked up to him seriously and said with a serious face: "What we knowyou haven't woken up yet, you are talking in your sleep." No. Hahaha, when you were in class, didn't you say you didn't sleep last night? It's normal to talk in your sleep, and we understand it. Don't worry!" After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder as if he was being loyal.
"You idiot, you don't believe me at all!"
"Sleeping cat~"
"The kitten who can't wake up~"
"Wow, the sleeping cat is going to turn into a tiger!!" Several friends started mocking.
?????????????????????????????????? He is usually the most proficient in taunting skills, so how can you miss this rare opportunity to tease him!
¡°¡How can it be repaired!¡±
"Okay, okay, no more joking. Since you said something is wrong, please tell me specifically where it is. There must be some changes." Maybe it was because the kitten was injured just now, which made Keman feel a little guilty, so he stopped a few people. of ridicule.
"This, I really can't explain." The kitten scratched his head and sighed helplessly.
"This is the end of it."
Mao Mao still doesn¡¯t give up: ¡°But I always feel that there are changes there, it¡¯s different from before!¡±
Seeing him being so arrogant, Keman, a best friend, stopped and stared seriously into his eyes to educate him: "Kitten do you think that change is serious? Will it affect our lives?"
"No, probably not."
"Will that allow us to pass the exam tomorrow?" He had a headache thinking about the English test tomorrow.
"How is that possible? You are so lazy. You either secretly read novels or slept in English during class. I have never seen you memorize the words seriously. You deserve to fail this time!"
Keman looked a little embarrassed and muttered in a low voice: "Things like English that hinder world peace should be resolutely resisted." Then, he calmly spread his hands and said, "Isn't this the end? No matter what the change is, good or bad." That¡¯s fine, it won¡¯t affect us and can¡¯t help us, so why bother with it! If you have such leisure, you might as well go home early and memorize vocabulary words and hug Buddha¡¯s legs temporarily. Maybe you can pass the exam tomorrow Let¡¯s take a walk Let¡¯s go, I get a headache just talking about exams, let¡¯s go play ball!¡±
"that's true." Mao Mao scratched his head and jogged a few steps to keep up with his three best friends: "But it's impossible for you to pass the exam. Just dream!!!"
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Life is always like this. Changes happen from time to time, but this change is in a very strange state. It will neither affect you nor let you notice it. Or maybe you notice it but choose to forget it People are always like this, they only want to see things they are familiar with. Only this familiar feeling can give them that inexplicable sense of security.
By the corridor, a girl looked out the window at the old cityOn the scene, listening to the conversation of these teenagers.
As a junior high school student, she looks more mature than girls of the same age. With a slender and tall figure of 1.66 meters and a simple school uniform, she exudes a youthful beauty. Her black hair was tied up with a white ribbon, and there was a hint of melancholy on her delicate cheeks, as if she was troubled.
"Li Qingye, come here quickly, you are sweeping the floor today, don't slip away!!!" Just as the girl was looking at the playground in a daze, a girl in the same school uniform ran out of the classroom of Class 1, Junior High School next to her, and complained loudly to her: " You guy was not here the last time you were on duty!"
"Aha, is this happening?" Qingye came back to his senses, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Of course, I helped you sweep last time. Otherwise, you would have been in trouble. Your boss would definitely punish you by sweeping for a whole week!!" Seeing the confused look on his friend's face, the girl immediately became angry and pulled her up. She walked with her hands and said: "I really don't know why you like flowers and plants so much. Don't you find it annoying to water them every day?"
She pointed to the pot of asparagus by the window and said: "Look, there were only a few bare poles left in that pot at the school gate, and it was about to be torn down by those boys. You guy actually made it in a month." I watered and fertilized it inside and managed to revive it. How much do you like flowers and plants?!"
With that said, the girl picked up Qingye's arm and dragged her to the classroom: "Come and sweep the floor! The three, four, and two groups are yours!"
"It's snowing, slow down!"
"No, otherwise you will run out to water those flowers and plants again, and you will never come back!"
"No, no, no"
"real?"
"Well, at least not until the classroom is cleaned."
"Oh, I knew it."
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In the center of the old playground, under the sycamore tree.
"Ah, it's so hot!"
¡°It¡¯s almost summer, is there anything strange about it?¡±
"Who said that? You must be a freshman, otherwise you wouldn't have said that!"
"Huh? Wasn't it hot in summer before? You're kidding!"
"Of course it's hot in the summer, but it used to be very cool under this tree. After all the hot wind flows into the shade of the tree, the unbearable heat of the summer will disappear, and the coolness will feel comfortable." Lifting up his clothes and wiping his sweat, he pointed at the huge sycamore tree and said, "You know, my family lives next to the school. We have played under this tree every summer since I was a child. It¡¯s just cooler under this tree than other places¡ I really miss it.¡±
"This guy must have not learned enough about biology. He doesn't even know about transpiration" The man curled his lips and turned away from him. It's cooler under the trees in the summer than elsewhere - that's perfectly normal.
Qingye held a kettle and watered the sycamore tree, which is the symbol of Wutong Middle School.
During her lunch break, she had already watered the two surrounding flower beds, leaving only this huge sycamore tree. The canopy of nearly fifty meters of sycamore trees covers half of the playground, and the green patches are dancing in the wind, bathed in the summer light, absorbing the too strong sunlight just like in the past.
After pouring the water, she reached out and touched the dark brown bark with some sadness.
"Are you sick?" I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qingye felt that the crown of this sycamore tree seemed a little smaller.
Raising his head, beams of light shine through the shade of the huge trees. The scattered light spots are like the charming stars in the blue sky at night. She closed her eyes slightly, and the light of noon passed through the swaying branches and leaves and fell on her face. It was warm, but not too hot, and flowed down her cheek like the softest pure water.
Suddenly, a cool feeling came over me.
It seemed like a small stream of water actually fell on her face!
The cool stream flows into your body along your eyes and into the depths of your soul.
Qingye opened his eyes and reached out to touch, but there was nothing.