Bamboo horse and green plum

Chapter 38

This summer, the school held a poetry competition as usual. For Shi Ran Xiangnan, who has a record of zero points in writing poetry, this is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to turn around. He eagerly signed up for the competition, and unexpectedly won the No.1.

"I just said that I am talented. When I was in junior high school, the teacher didn't understand my talent. You see, gold always shines. No. 1, what an amazing ranking," the four skipped the physical education class Hiding from the crowd and enjoying the cool under the tree next to the playground, Xiang Nan excitedly told about his glorious deeds.

"Please, great poet, you have said it no less than a hundred times today. We all know that you are the reincarnation of the poet sage, and you almost didn't pay homage to him. You don't have to chatter about your presence. The school is tomorrow afternoon." You want to organize a commendation meeting, and you will be performing your performance then? By the way, how many people have participated? As far as I know, you are the only one who participated in the top ten in the first grade of the whole school." Song Yutong was speechless by his quarrel , looked at Liu Xiwei who was leaning against her, and said worriedly, "Weiwei, why don't you go to sleep with me for a while? I think you're almost boneless."

"I won't go, I have to make up lessons later, my mother is at home today, she will pick me up soon." Liu Xiwei said weakly.

"You are so pitiful, the training time is more than the normal class time, look at you, the dark circles are coming out." Xiang Nan also stopped his showing off time, and sympathized with Liu Xiwei.

The first year of high school is almost over, and Liu Xiwei has been taking various make-up training classes for a whole year. Although her grades are already in the top ten of the school, her family still has no tendency to relax, and she thinks that such training classes are worth attending. Like the hard-earned money, you have to arrange your free time. This year, Liu Xiwei always looks listless and unlovable. He doesn't talk to others at school. He only talks to others during meals and breaks. Chatting with the three of them, they couldn't understand how Liu Xiwei insisted on living this kind of life for a year. He felt like a bloody robot, repeatedly reading all the books and materials related to learning.

"Wei Wei, I don't think you can live like this. Look at you now. Do you know what you had for lunch today?" Song Yutong said with some distress. When they were eating at noon, she looked at Liu Xiwei's bowl. The leeks that she usually wouldn't even eat.

"That's right, you're so confused, why don't you ask your family to give you some time off?" Xiang Nan also chimed in.

"Hey, it's useless. My mother is a pervert, and no one can challenge her authority." Liu Xiwei leaned on Song Yutong's shoulder and didn't even have the energy to open his eyes.

"The two of you also stand and talk without back pain. This year, how many ideas have you given her to persuade her mother, how many excuses have you given to skip classes and skip training classes, have you succeeded?" Lu Zhijie explained the key point, "Even if it is just One success is considered a breakthrough, but without one, you and her mother are not in the same rank, how can you compete?"

Song Yutong "..."

southward"......."

A school bully who speaks too directly can always make the two of them speechless.

"I have also thought of many ways, but it was useless," Liu Xiwei said weakly, "My mother confiscated all the paintings I drew that I liked, and she set a goal for me every time. I took one picture, and if it was too far from the target, she would take one back. At first, my dad would secretly give me some behind her back, but she found out later, and there was a big fuss at home, and then we two I don’t even dare anymore,” Liu Xiwei paused, and continued, “Those are all paintings that I liked very much after I drew them, and they were all put away by her. Do you know that feeling? It’s like being robbed of your beloved. There is nothing you can do about it, because that person is your mother," Liu Xiwei still didn't open his eyes, but began to cry.

Xiang Nan wanted to say that he didn't know this feeling, because he no longer had a mother. If possible, his mother would take the initiative to send his things to him. Lu Zhijie glanced at Xiang Nan, and Xiang Nan returned him a warm smile.

"I fought too, but I couldn't beat my godlike mother," Liu Xiwei said, and started to cry. Lu Zhijie and Xiang Nan looked at each other, and Song Yutong felt a little wet on his shoulders. He suddenly helped Liu Xiwei up, and put his left hand on her back to comfort her, "Weiwei, don't cry, there is always a way to solve the problem, right, don't be too sad, she is also doing it for your own good."

"I also know that she is good for me. There is no better reason in the world than this. She also tells me every day that she is good for me, but how does she know what I want good? I don't like this kind of life. , I also have my own life plan, so am I incapable of being responsible for my future?... She never cared about my thoughts, and always felt that if she was admitted to a key university, she would have no worries about food and clothing in the future, but I What do you want is food and clothing?" Liu Xiwei has never complained like this in front of them, even if she says she is unhappy every time, she just talks about her sadness numbly like an outsider, and has never been so sad and disappointed. After her mother endured it for so long, it suddenly seemed like a cistern opened with a hole, and it couldn't stop like a flood, "It's not my pursuit to live comfortably.... I don't want to live like a machine ,...I also have my own pursuit...Isn't spiritual satisfaction important?...Can I still starve to death if I have a skill?...I also have dreams , Is it so difficult to realize the painter's dream?" Liu Xiwei cried convulsively.

It was the first time for the three of them to see Liu Xi crying slightly, they were at a loss and didn't know what to say.

"In fact, things are not so bad. Your mother just wants you to be admitted to a key university. You insist on it for three years. If you pass the exam, you will go to a university outside. She can't control you anymore. By then you will be pursuing your Painter's dream, it's all in time." Song Yutong casually found a reason to comfort him, and just after finishing speaking, the bell rang for the end of class, Liu Xi wiped his face slightly, stood up, "I'm going first, my mother is still here Pick me up outside." Liu Xiwei took two steps, then turned around to look at the three little friends who were in a daze, and Fuzhi added in his heart, "How is the front edge so similar? Who would ask the king of space."

After Liu Xiwei left, none of the three said anything, they were all thinking about other things in a daze.

After a long time, Lu Zhijie asked them to leave. Song Yutong asked Mo Yuan to do a test, and left them separately.

"Brother Jie, take a look. I'll tell you that you are a younger sister. You value sex over friends. Don't you have bad grades?" Xiang Nan deliberately touched Lu Zhijie's shoulder and teased him. Lu Zhijie read it He glanced at him and ignored him.

"What is the front edge like? Who would ask the King of Kong? Brother Jie, why don't you ask the Buddha for me?" Xiang Xiang asked thoughtfully, thinking of the poem Liu Xiwei said just now.

"Ask your sister, I can't ask, let Sun Dasheng ask you." Lu Zhijie didn't even look at him, and walked straight forward.

"Wei Wei, did you cry again last night?" The next day Song Yutong looked at Liu Xiwei who was lying on the table and was still especially weak, and asked with some distress.

"It's nothing, I'm used to it, as you said, everything will be fine, just stick to it for three years..." Before Liu Xiwei finished speaking, tears came down again.

"Did something happen to you last night? Did your mother beat you?" Xiang Nan asked with concern from the side. Seeing Liu Xiwei's appearance, it seemed that he hadn't slept all night.

Liu Xiwei buried his face in his arms and lay down on the table without saying anything.

"There will be a commendation meeting in the afternoon. I'm going to go up and read my award-winning poem. Be happy and watch my performance this afternoon?" Xiang Nan was still trying hard to make her happy.

"..." Liu Xiwei still didn't speak, but his shoulders shook occasionally.

Liu Xiwei didn't go to eat with them at lunch.

"I feel so pitiful for Wei Wei, I can't even do the things I like to do." Song Yutong said while eating.

"Everyone's experience is different, so I can't express my opinion objectively." Lu Zhijie said thoughtfully.

"Hey, don't think about it, just be happy, Wei Wei figured it out in two days, some things can only be figured out by myself, others can't help, I'm going to receive the award in the afternoon, you see I'm handsome today Isn't he handsome?" Xiang Nan looked at the two people who were not in high spirits, and turned around in front of them, trying to change a happy topic, Xiang Nan didn't wear a school uniform, but wore a white T-shirt and casual casual clothes. Pants, handsome and a bit dazzling.

"Hehe." Song Yutong glanced at him with a half-smile, but Lu Zhijie ignored him, and the two tacitly bypassed him and left.

When the commendation meeting was held in the afternoon, Wei Wei was still lying on the table.

"Wei Wei, let's go, we're going to the school meeting." Song Yutong gently patted Liu Xiwei who seemed to be asleep.

"You go first, I'll come right away, I'll wash my face." Liu Xiwei stood up silently, and went to the bathroom. Song Yutong wanted to let her calm down, but didn't follow, and followed Lu Zhijie and went south to the playground.

The weather was very hot, the sun was dazzling, and the school assembly was held in a low spirited manner. It was not until the host announced that Xiang Nan, who won the No. Xiang Nan enjoyed the moment of being under the spotlight, he even slowed down a bit, thinking he was walking towards the stage with his head held high.

"Sixth brother, our school girl who claims to be a poet is an idiot, do you agree?" Song Yutong looked at the arrogant Xiang Nan, and didn't dare to look straight in the face. Are these screaming girls blind? Like this guy, no, Xueba is not blind, he is sober, but he still likes this bastard.

"Although I agree with your point of view, please speak like a lady." Lu Zhijie rolled his eyes at him.

In the host's speech, the principal personally awarded the certificate of honor to Xiang Nan, and motioned him to stand in front of the microphone and read his masterpiece.

"Hello everyone, I am Xiang Nan from Class One and One of Senior High School. It is a great honor to receive this honor. First of all, I would like to thank the teacher for his affirmation and the support of the students. Secondly, I would like to thank Teacher Gao..Song for his usual guidance to me. Finally, I would like to thank Mr. Lu Zhijie gave me all the help. Without their efforts, I would not have been able to obtain this term. At the same time, I would like to thank the principal for awarding me the certificate of honor. Next, I will read my poem for everyone:

"Partridge Sky ~ Mid-Autumn Festival"

A round of jade plate shadows the emerald green,

The partridge asked the yellow warbler.

After the autumn wind and autumn colors stain the mountains,

Chunyu Chunxin is only for love.

Lovesickness quotes, pours for the king.

A lonely boat catches the rest of his life with one leaf.

Jiayuan picks chrysanthemums through the east fence,

The horse puts the Nanshan boat lightly. "

He had just finished reading the poem, and looked up at the thousands of students standing under the stage. Probably because the sunlight was too strong, he turned his head slightly. Under the stimulation of the sunlight, he still vaguely saw There was a person standing on the roof of the teaching building next to him. He took a closer look, and with a "boom" in his head, he recognized Liu Xiwei. She was standing on the roof of the 7th floor of the teaching building, like a goddess looking down on the world. , He was startled all of a sudden, without saying anything else, he just said to the host, "She is going to jump off the building," threw the certificate of honor on the stage, and jumped off the stage straight forward, with the wind blowing towards her. Donglou ran over. Although his voice was not loud, he was standing next to the microphone. Just now, this sentence was conveyed by the microphone. The teachers and students in the whole school who heard this sentence all ran in the direction of running south. Looking over, they all saw Liu Xiwei standing on the top of the building, and suddenly made a mess. The principal was quite frightened, but he was still awake. He ordered the students to evacuate and call the police hoarsely.

Before Song Yutong recovered from his daze, he was suddenly dragged by Lu Zhijie and ran towards the building. Before the school teacher sealed off the building, the three of them had already run in, ready to rush to the roof up.