Chapter 13: Anniversary (Part 1)

(No.70—No.76)
No.70
The end of October is Zhenhua's school celebration.
As of this year we enrolled, Zhenhua has had its 87th anniversary. The class leader said that the school stipulates that the whole school will hold a celebration meeting in the stadium on Friday morning, and each class will organize its own activities in the afternoon. Class meeting, group meeting, party, tea party...In short, choose one kind of meeting and open it at will.
Therefore, a work that has troubled all class cadres from elementary school is imminent-theatrical performances. No matter what meeting you have, the show is indispensable. Solo chorus duet, solo group dance duet, cross talk sketch stage play... I saw Xu Yanliang painstakingly flipping through everyone's student card, and found all the hapless people who filled in the "Specialty" column, bitter and spitting The enclave urged others to come to the stage to perform art.
I was also found.
Of course, I didn't make up some talents that I didn't have when filling in the form. If possible, I will fill in "sleep time" and "reflex arc" in the "features" column.
Xu Yanliang's throat became hoarse. I thoughtfully patted Yu Huai's empty stool, and pushed Yu Huai's water cup in front of him: "Guest officer, sit down and drink water."
Then Yu Huai appeared gloomily: "You are so generous, madam boss."
I nodded, pointed at him, and said to Xu Yanliang: "The guest officer is really sorry. The store is out of stock now. There is only one left. Although the qualifications are poor, it can be topped for a while. !"
Xu Yanliang raised his head, looked at Yu Huai, and said seriously, "This is too much, I still want the boss!"
After he finished speaking, he realized that his joke was a bit big, and quickly explained: "I mean that the boss came out..."
Yu Huai waved his hand: "Don't explain, see off!"
No.71
Actually acting on stage.
Yu Huai and his class members are really out of place. There is no other activity that can allow more students to participate. If the whole party is a boring talent show, it is probably cold enough to make ice cream.
"What to play?" I asked.
"The beautiful legend of a girl who lives with seven men but is still pure," Yu Huai smiled, "Your role is very important."
I don't want to eat this set: "Let's talk about it, play the magic mirror or apple?"
He shook his head: "Why are you so arrogant... Actually you play a crystal coffin."
Yu Huai didn't make a joke. Although I didn't play the crystal coffin in the end, they created a lot of roles in order to create the illusion of a large number of actors and participation of the whole people.
Such as Apple, such as Magic Mirror, such as Crystal Coffin.
Han Xu played the role of the prince, and simply expressed through β that he could play the role of someone who had close contact with the prince, so Xu Yanliang asked her to play the white horse.
And my role is actually a perverse, passerby.
The passers-by A and B who visited the venue several times were me and Yu Huai. I don’t understand why, Yu Huai explained very seriously:
Don’t think the role is small, do you know that this drama is very hot now, you are still acting as a human! Besides, passers-by are the decisive existence in fairy tales, without them , The witch does not know the princess, the prince does not know where to find the fire-breathing dragon, and the princess does not know whose prince has matured..."
I waved my hand: "I know this. I was asking, why are you here to act as a passerby?"
He answered the wrong question: "Are you not happy to play with me?"
I had no choice but to admit my fate: "... why not happy."
Please allow me to brainstorm for him in order to play against me.
However, the truth always comes so quickly.
Yu Huai wants to act as a passerby because he doesn't need to be dressed up-do you know what kind of face the guy who plays the magic mirror needs to paint?
I had to sell it cheaply, and I ran to ask Xu Yanliang if we need to prepare something—Xu Yanliang looked at me up and down and said, "No, you are a passerby in your usual way."
...
No.72
The princess is Xu Yanliang. It is said that Zhang Ping appointed it for the effect of the program.
He said that Han Xu and Xu Yanliang match well.
When we learned of this result, Yu Huai rushed over and patted the shoulder of the class head for the first time, and said earnestly: "I know you are actually very happy in your heart, don't hold back, just laugh if you want. So how are you? This, but don’t worry, everyone is still brothers."
The simple face is green.
Imagine Han Xu closing his eyes and leaning forward to kiss Xu Yanliang, and I couldn't laugh so much.
However, it is more than simple.
There is also β that plays the crystal coffin.
No.73
After lunch on Tuesday, we rehearsed for the first time. We found the empty classroom next to the math office. Xu Yanliang led a group of people through the door mightily.
Yu Huai and I were the first to play. The first act is the birth of Snow White.
A sick queen gave birth to a daughter who was exactly the same as Mary Su’s fantasy, and then died.
The two of us used market rumors to tell the audience that the queen was seriously ill and was in labor. You know that the market trails are very important. One who sells fish and the other sells vegetables. They don’t even get out of the city to know the world. They are as close as the royal secrets and the history of the palace, as far away as the neighboring kings who are thousands of miles away. They all know the fire dragon is in heat.
"Hi, you're early!" Yu Huai smiled silly.
"Hi, you're early too!" I smiled.
"Any news recently?"
"Yes, have you heard?"
"what?"
I leaned close to Yu Huai's ear and said loudly, "The king's daughter is about to be born!"
"Really?" He laughed happily, his expression stiffened suddenly, then became serious and contempted me condescendingly.
I was frowned upon, Xu Yanliang was in the side unknown: "Why didn't you act?"
Yu Huai sighed and pointed at me tremblingly.
"I knew it was a daughter before she was born. Your eyes have B-ultrasound functions?! Who the wrote the lines?"
No.74
However, we were all scolded by Zhang Feng later.
All of us were five minutes late for class. The first lesson in the afternoon was Zhang Feng's math class. He said he heard us making noise while sitting in the office.
"There are so many classes in high school. For the first time, I saw a class like yours that can be so noisy! This will be the mid-term exam right away, all of them have no brains. Do you know the priorities?!"
Xiao Bai's anger is terrible, I guessed it a long time ago.
Our group of criminals bowed their heads and returned to our seats. Yu Huai didn't care. He opened his own workbook as usual and did not attend the class. He did it with peace of mind, as if he hadn't laughed out loud or been reprimanded by Zhang Feng, neither excited nor wronged.
Ability students like him and Han Xu naturally don't care. They use their grades to speak, and don't have to worry about Zhang Feng's words-then they are obviously aimed at me and simple students.
But I can't wait any longer. I was so happy just now, this class finally gave me a sense of belonging, very warm and happy, I did not expect to fall back into Zhenhua's ice hole so soon.
I sat there for a long time, not knowing what Zhang Feng was talking about, and suddenly a small note came over in front of me.
"He is emotionally unstable now. It is estimated that his wife had just pumped the sole of his shoe in the morning. Didn't you see any abnormal flushing on his right cheek? You can bear it."
puff. My right cheek flushed abnormally...I smiled and lay on the table.
In fact, it may have been pressed while sleeping on the desk at noon, and it has not recovered yet. However, I couldn't help but imagine Zhang Feng being pulled over by his wife with the soles of his shoes.
"However, don't you think Zhang Feng doesn't like Zhang Ping very much?" I said softly.
He stopped writing, thought about it, and nodded.
When I first started school, I was moved by Zhang Ping's cheerful temperament. We all expected this pair of old friends who grew up to show a little unusual brotherhood. I have always felt that they are like legends, they are often seen in film and television dramas, life and death, but the existence of basic extinction in real life.
However, even when Zhang Feng met Zhang Ping's enthusiastic smile during get out of class, he only nodded slightly. He is also a newcomer who has just entered Zhenhua, but Zhang Feng is as old as a senior teacher who has been mixed for decades.
Yu Huai sighed.
"To be honest, Zhang Ping's virtue is really unrequited love."
No.75
Later, Yu Huai said that he somewhat understood Zhang Feng's mood.
Zhang Ping's degree of diligence from teaching business to work is far worse than Zhang Feng. It is conceivable that Zhang Feng in his school days must be a good student who was diligent and self-denying, and Zhang Ping, probably followed him with such a smirk. However, elementary schools, junior high schools, high schools, colleges, so many hurdles of "natural selection and survival of the fittest", this fool who has neither his own intelligence nor his own diligence, has actually crossed the past graciously, and is still together. Entering Zhenhua, where many college students couldn't spend money to get in when they graduated, Zhang Feng thought he would have been overwhelmed.
They have indeed been together since childhood, but no one said that they will become friends if they stay together.
I suddenly remembered that when they were in junior high school, they talked about the Queen's No. 1 Shen Qi and the second-year-old Yu Zhou Zhou. Shen Qi's first place is certainly worthy of admiration, but many people prefer the sweet Yu Zhouzhou, saying that she is fun, easy-going, and willing to go shopping and gossip and play games with everyone. However, such a "not so hard" Yu Zhouzhou, will Shen Qi, who is going all out, feel a sense of powerlessness?
There will always be people in the world who, with a smiley face, will pick the fairy fruit that you have worked so hard to reach, and then show an attitude that is not very rare. In fact, it is a bit hateful.
No.76
I was still stunned, Zhang Feng had put away the textbook. The bell rang for the end of get out of class and Zhang Ping came in through the back door.
"Right, Zhang Ping," Zhang Feng took the initiative to say hello and walked over, "Students in your class..."
I can't hear what they said in a low voice, but it seems that Zhang Feng is worried about Zhang Ping.
"At the end of the first year of high school, you have to re-adjust the class teacher, do you want to take them to the third year of high school?! What are they like?"
This sentence is a bit harsh, but it warms my heart.
Sometimes, many feelings are not what they seem to be. The little sisters who go to the toilet hand in hand may stab each other's back for a look from the school grass, but Zhang Feng, who is cold, actually cares about this old friend very much.
Although it is still a poker face.
I once asked simply, is Zhang Feng Han Xu's long-lost uncle?