Chapter 43: I thought you looked pretty

(No.210—No.215)
No.210
The classroom was quickly filled with the sound of rustling plastic bags.
As the first-row girl who got the clothes shakes the set of female students' skirts from the Republic of China to the whole class, there is no end of laughter in the room.
It's not a good material, it's not breathable, and there are threads everywhere, but you can get such a style at such a cheap price. Wen Xiaoxiao is really hard. I gently stroked the crease on the front of my clothes, and I couldn't help but feel happy.
With a light blue buttoned wide-sleeved top and a black long skirt, the good-hearted manufacturer even matched two thin socks that reached the calf.
"Wow, it made me want to cut a female student's head with all ears." Simply admiringly compared the clothes to the body.
"Yes, wear a white scarf in winter, half drooping in front, half throwing backwards-‘go, parade, the country needs us!’" Beta said as soon as he gave a speech.
"Go!" Simple talked immediately.
When I saw this, I instinctively took out the camera, took off the lens cap, and turned it on.
"Brothers, another student is making trouble! Look at me! Ping!" Xu Yanliang looked fierce, stretched out his right hand and fired at β Bihua.
The β expression freezes for a moment, covering his chest, slowly closing his eyes, and falling backward.
Simply step forward immediately and hold β from behind.
"Azhen, Azhen, are you okay?" simply cried out.
At this time, Xu Yanliang asked ignorantly: "Who is A Zhen?"
β instantly opened his eyes and cursed: "Of course it is Liu Hezhen, you are uneducated, do you not look at your academic qualifications when the Beiyang government recruits?!"
I smiled and took many pictures of the three of them. Han Xu kept bowing his head to dismantle the boy's clothing that had just been sent to him, and stuck in the picture in the form of a background wall throughout.
"Don't you have any reaction?" β turned his head and pointed at Han Xu, "We sacrificed for your indifferent and selfish people!"
Han Xu slowly raised his head and said to Xu Yanliang: "My lord, can you make another shot? A Zhen seems to be not dead yet."
No.211
The boys' clothes are blue-black uniforms of the Republic of China. Although they are not tailored, they are generally fat, but they are also decent. The impatient boy had already taken off his school uniform, and put on the uniform top.
Such as Xu Yanliang.
"How about it, is it Fenghua Zhengmao?" He also put on the black hat with a short brim.
"Why don't you tie the buttons?" Simply looked down at his stomach.
"The tie is uncomfortable, a bit tight." Xu Yanliang was embarrassed.
"When I reported the size, I told you to be honest. What is the point of underreporting 15 catties? You see, it is yourself that suffers in the end." β couldn't help shaking his head.
"Well, everyone is quiet, and you have to try your pants. Girls should also try on the whole set." Wen Xiaoxiao's soft voice could not suppress the chaotic classroom at this moment.
"Shut up!!"
Yu Huai's voice shook everyone, and it was more powerful than the "Mom" he shouted after the parent meeting.
"Wen Xiaoxiao has something to tell everyone." He made a "please" gesture towards her, and Wen Xiaoxiao blushed quickly.
I can see it in the last row.
"That's it," Wen Xiaoxiao cleared his throat, "Friday will be the game, the clothing problem must be settled within two days, so I said everyone had better try the whole outfit now, especially the girls' skirts. Both the waist circumference and the length of the men’s trousers need special attention. If you have any problems, report it to me today, and I will let the manufacturer replace it tomorrow."
"But there is no way to try," Xu Yanliang said, "you can't let boys and girls take off their pants in the classroom, right? I have no problem..."
"I have an opinion!" β raised his hand.
"This..." Wen Xiaoxiao glanced at Yu Huai who was standing next to her embarrassedly. Her helpless expression made me extremely irritated.
"All boys can go to the corridor to change," My irritability is directly reflected in my tone, "Girls just stay in the classroom, what's the problem."
"Boys should go to the men's bathroom, turn left and not far away. Taking off their pants in the hallway collectively is too artistic, losing the face of our fifth class." Yu Huai gave me a smile.
Yu Huai was the former Yu Huai again. He returned to the activity center, but it was not too hard work. He did not have a faithful and credible cadre face, but he could let boys and girls listen to him unconsciously.
The nervous and unconfident boy I saw in the stairwell on the top floor of the administration building suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
I watched Yu Huai confidently direct the male students out of the classroom, filled with joy and regret.
I raised the camera and took a picture of the moment he laughed and kicked a buddy in the and kicked him out of the door.
The camera was slightly tilted to the right, isolating Wen Xiaoxiao, who was standing on his left and looking at him with a gentle smile, from the viewfinder frame.
No.212
When everyone changes clothes, of course I can’t take photos, so I can’t make it cheaper.
I fastened the buckles of the neckline one by one, and then pulled the front of the front down, trying to smooth the wrinkles.
The skirt is long to the calf, so there will be a section of jeans and my sneakers underneath, which looks a little ridiculous.
I retracted my eyes and raised my head.
This is not what going back in time is.
Although the classroom is messy, and a big TV symbolizing modernization hangs above the left side of the podium, the female students of the Republic of China who are full of smiles in the classroom still open the wrong door like time and space.
He simply carried the skirt and turned around in the open space at the back of the classroom, smiling so beautifully.
I've been taking pictures hard, β rushed over and reached out to cover my lens to take a picture of me, but I avoided it. A group of girls rushed over and stood in a row at the back of the classroom, looking at my camera than scissor hands. Later, I didn’t know who said that there are no scissor hands in the Republic of China. Everyone picked up books from the table and hugged them in front of their chests. To play the youth of the Republic of China...
I saw Zhu Yao standing awkwardly outside the camera. Although considering the fact that the two of us had quarreled because of Yu Huai, she still couldn't help but eager to try, showing a look of expectation.
I couldn't help but smile, even she couldn't help it.
"Zhu Yao, stand a little bit inside, I can't take your picture anymore." I waved at her.
Zhu Yao was taken aback, smiled shyly, and leaned against the crowd.
"Come on, everyone, take a photo, I will count one, two, three!" I focused on focusing.
"Say what, eggplant?" someone asked.
"Too bad, right?" Another girl next to her disagreed.
"Then call freedom and democracy?"
"You are stupid, the word'Lord' will make us all pout! Shouting to defeat imperialism, the word'righteousness' is a grin!" β's voice rang.
"This slogan is too long, right?"
At this moment, the back door opened, and a group of male students from the Republic of China broke into my viewfinder, tall, short, fat and thin. The headed man had a face that I knew best.
Time went backwards, time stopped.
I don't know what I look like, but he looked at me at first glance and then smiled.
Somehow, this scene suddenly made me want to cry.
I really don't know why.
Like this moment, everyone in this moment, including me and him, will disappear in history in the next second.
"Your girls are too cunning, we also want to take pictures!" Xu Yanliang and others pushed aside Yu Huai who was stunned at the door, everyone squeezed into a small space behind the classroom. I laughed and pressed the shutter madly, blinked, and my tears were suppressed just now.
The whole class was laughed like this. The class next door was in self-study. We were so quarrelsome that we ran to the dean to file a complaint. As soon as the dean of instruction entered the door, we were so frightened that we finally held onto the shelf and scolded us harshly.
When he stepped out of the door, Yu Huai and the others in the classroom winked at each other-one, two, three! "Down with imperialism!!!"
The deafening voice almost stumbled upon the dean who had not yet gone far.
No.213
How do I describe Zhang Ping?
As the chorus competition requires teachers to participate together, Wen Xiaoxiao also ordered Zhang Ping a suit. The dean sent someone to invite Zhang Ping back to the class. When he turned his head, he saw that the young head teacher was also wearing a blue-gray long mantle similar to Mr. Lu Xun.
The dean nearly suffered a heart attack on the spot.
After she slowed down, of course she trained Zhang Ping like a grandson.
When this old woman was completely far away from our class, everyone looked at Zhang Ping with guilt. However, he just sighed, looked at the culprit in the classroom, smiled bitterly and said, "What's the matter, I still can't bear to take it off?"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Then all go back to your seat," he walked up to the podium, "Come here, it's a rare opportunity, all go back to your seat."
Yes, Zhang Ping is such a nonchalant person.
He let us all sit back on our seats, then stood in front of the podium, slapped the table, and said generously: "The Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous moment!"
All the students who had been so frustrated by the dean of the teaching were refreshed in an instant.
I know Zhang Ping must be very frustrated and very nervous. But he is such a strange teacher, so strangely good.
No.214
At the end of that class, I took a group photo of Jian and Han Xu, which β called the "Republic of China Wedding Photo", and endured nausea, took a β as an innocent girl student with a book to ask Zhang Mr. Hirazhang's pretentious photos, and other inexplicable photos...until the battery is in a hurry.
After taking the last group photo in front of the podium, I accidentally saw Yu Huai on the seat about to take off his uniform.
I quickly ran over: "Why did you take it off?"
"Do I have to wear this to go home?"
"I have not……"
He turned around and looked at me strangely: "You have nothing yet?"
β suddenly came out from behind me, "By the way, I also want to learn to take pictures. Geng you let me practice with you!"
β's meaningful eyes reminded me that I quickly stood by Yu Huai's side.
Yu Huai was stunned, and put his half-taken uniform back on without knowing it.
We just stand side by side. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. Maybe it’s because I don’t like to take pictures of myself, so I don’t know how to smile. Maybe it’s because I’ve never taken a photo with Yu Huai. This photo is so important, I’m afraid I can’t take a good photo. ...
Before I could say anything, β pressed the shutter madly, and I didn't even finish a complete expression.
She stretched out her hand to return the camera to me, and flashed with a look of "I just saved the world, don't thank me".
"Let me see!" Yu Huai's head came over and was pushed away by me.
"No!" I put the camera in my arms and ran out of the classroom, and then carefully pressed the view button when I arrived in the corridor.
In the four photos, Yu Huai has the same expression, smiling faintly, with straight eyes.
As for me, the expression process of the four photos can be described by "laughing?" "Laugh!" "What if it doesn't look good?" "Don't laugh..."
There is no good-looking one.
And the jeans and sneakers are really eye-catching, even more eye-catching than the bottle of Coca-Cola on the back heating.
But would it be too deliberate to run back and ask him to take another photo? But the opportunity is rare... When I was struggling, the camera clicked and shut down automatically.
It's completely dead.
No.215
"what happened?"
Yu Huai actually followed out.
"It's okay," I chuckled, "The picture is not taken."
"How is it possible, as long as my handsome face is in the mirror, this photo is half the battle."
"It's only half done," I sighed, "I am so ugly."
Yu Huai did not speak.
"...Don't you think you should immediately stop my self-defeating, and say loudly, "You are not ugly at all"?" I asked in frustration.
"I'm thinking about how I felt when I first saw you."
"Ok?"
"Just ahead of the red list," he recalled with a smile, "I bumped into you and made you cry."
I nodded and laughed embarrassedly.
"I thought you looked pretty at the time." He continued.
"Thank you," I shook my head, "but I know what I look like."
"Why are you denying me? Isn't the matter of appearance very subjective?" Yu Huai was puzzled.
"That's all self-comfort," I frowned. "If everyone doesn't have a common understanding of beauty, then why do everyone think that Ling Xiangqian is beautiful? All think that Chu Tiankuo is the school grass? Why do we all think that Sheng Huainan is so handsome? "
He has nothing to say.
We stood silently against the wall of the corridor for a while, and the classmates who came and went stared at our outfit like hell. Soon I couldn't stand it anymore and raised my leg back to class.
"But I still think you are pretty."
Is this the result of you thinking for a long time?
I looked back at Yu Huai blankly. The sincerity and ignorance in his eyes are at a glance.
My nose is a little sore. The new clothes and new long trousers in the closet at home suddenly found meaning.
"I... I also think you are very good-looking." I lowered my head, not daring to let him notice that my eyes were red.
"Of course the little master is pretty!" Yu Huai laughed loudly.
I turned around and ran to the women's bathroom, and suddenly wanted to cry.