Chapter 2: classes02

Thanks to my mother, the dumplings are very delicious.
Chestnut, shrimp, shiitake mushrooms and lean meat are wrapped together, and then covered with sticky and elastic glutinous rice. A bite is the ultimate enjoyment for taste buds.
Usually at this time, I can eat two of them in one breath, but today, uncharacteristically, I just peeled off the zong leaves and buried them in the sofa, staring at the TV motionlessly.
"The kid from Helin is really outstanding. I heard from his mother that he won the National Olympic Games Junior Championship in elementary school. He was specially recruited by the provincial sports school because he played well in basketball. He was admitted to the provincial key middle school in the middle school entrance examination. Ban, I plan to go to university in Beijing in the future..."
Thanks to my mother, she was still in the mood, and she kept saying Helin's good things since she came back next door.
"The wall of their house is hung with the awards and medals he won since childhood. This child not only has good academic performance, but also participates in a lot of extracurricular activities. His mother has not him for a bit, and he is sensible and polite... …"
After speaking, remembering that I thanked my performance in the elevator just now, I couldn't help asking:
"Now, Brother Helin greeted you, why don't you say a word? That seems so rude, how do I usually tell you..."
Thanked, he put his arms around the pillow in silence, still not saying anything.
The situation just now was so embarrassing, Helin put down the bicycle's foot support, and his long body stood in front of her like this, and said thoughtfully: "Oh, you were also in high school."
He has a smile on his face, clean and fresh.
Obviously there is no malice, but after thanking it, it is teasing.
She laughed at her height and age.
What do you want her to say? ?
Sorry, do you almost think of you as a perverted stalker?
I thanked it and couldn't say it, so I changed the subject to avoid reality as I am now.
She took out the sub-subject intent form issued by the head teacher Chen Qidong and put it in front of her mother Xie, interrupting her endless talk: "The teacher said that we will be sub-subjects next week. The selection of the text is still the selection, and the parents need to sign below. word……"
Thanks, my father finally took his gaze away from the TV and asked, "What are you going to choose?"
Thanks and said: "Science."
Xie's father nodded, and seemed to agree with him, "Science is good, and there are many options for going to university in the future, and you can also engage in scientific research. The important thing is that you like it."
"But is it too hard for girls to choose science?" Thanks, my mother was worried. "Science classes are all boys. Can you compete with them? Is it safe for girls to study liberal arts? jobs."
"What's wrong with the number of boys? Are we worse than them?" Father Xie retorted, turning down the sound of the TV. "I saw science studies very well. She liked those numbers since she was a child. If you let her study liberal arts, she may not learn well."
Thanks to my mother, I was persuaded. I didn't like the tedious and boring historical articles since I was a child. She is very sensitive to numbers, and she can remember her phone numbers and mathematical formulas once she reads them. All science scores are top-notch in the class.
It's just that she didn't want to admit it easily, so she pushed back the sub-discipline intent table and thanked her, making an excuse: "Isn't Helin next door also sub-subjects? You are in the same school, so just ask him what he meant. See what he wants to choose, and you can advise each other."
Thanks: "..."
Thanks for struggling: "Why should I ask him what he means?"
Mother Xie said: "He has such good grades, and he knows better than us. You can ask, and he won't lose a piece of meat."
I thanked him and still didn't want to go, "He knows how much, isn't he a student..."
Thanks to my father, he also thought this proposal was good. I was encouraged and thanked to communicate with "Brother Helin". They are all students and they should have common topics.
I don’t know that I’m thankful and I don’t like dealing with people I don’t know.
Especially a peer who is nearly 30cm taller than her.
The mentality collapsed.
Both are 16 years old, why is he so much taller than her? ?
But her resistance was of no use, and in the end she was pushed out of the house by Xie's father and mother.
Standing at the door of 1902 next door, I thanked him and carried the sub-discipline intent table, his steps seemed to be entangled by the wind on the porcelain floor tiles, and he could not take a step forward.
Not long ago, she blocked the owner of this house in the elevator, and when Helin greeted her, she kept silent and did not respond. What qualifications do you have to ask others about the selection of essays? ?
Thanked, I was a little depressed and didn't want to go in at all.
She hesitated for a long time at the door, and put down her raised hand repeatedly, but in the end there was no knock.
Forget it, she told herself that she just lived on the same floor, and there might not be any intersection in the future.
Even if they met at school, they would say hello at most.
Why should I embarrass myself so much?
She stood outside for a while before going back, and her mother didn't know whether she had asked or not.
I thanked him and made up his mind, ready to go to sit in the corridor, but just moved, the door in front of her was suddenly opened from inside, and a straight figure enveloped her.
He Lin was wearing a simple white T and sports shorts. He should have just taken a shower. His hair was damp and damp, and he was randomly messed up in front of his forehead, blocking his heroic eyebrows.
The fresh acacia scent hits, and the whole body froze in place.
He Lin didn't expect to see her as soon as he opened the door, so he froze for a while.
I thanked my mind and turned my head quickly, like tumbling, thinking about countless reasons to explain my behavior, but he said: "What are you going to do?"
Helin shook the wallet in his hand and replied, "Buy vinegar."
Then raised his eyebrows, smiled speciously, and asked, "What about you? Why are you at my door?"
I thanked him and couldn't answer. He hesitated for a while, and asked: "My mother asked me to ask you, is the zongzi delicious?"
...
After saying this, I immediately wanted to regret it.
Too embarrassing, purely awkward chat.
Fortunately, Helin didn't think as much as she thought. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile became sincere. He praised: "It's delicious, thank you Auntie for me."
Thanks and nodded, finally ended the topic, turned around and went home.
Helin suddenly stopped her, "Wait a minute." He said, "I'll take something."
Then turned around and walked into the house.
Through the bright hallway, thank you for being able to see his spacious living room.
She was very strange, he went to get things, why should she wait at the door?
Soon, this doubt was answered, and when He Lin returned, he was holding a bag of colorful candies in his hand.
He bent down slightly, handed the big bag to her, and said, "I bought this in the supermarket after school. You like to eat sweets. Give these to you, just as a gift from the aunt for giving rice dumplings."
Thanks for a slight start, instead of reaching out to pick it up, he raised his head and asked: "How do you know I like candy?"
If I remember correctly, this is the first day they met.
The thanked question was immediately asked by Helin. He didn't seem to know how to answer, or he was upset that he had said the wrong thing. Touching his neck and looking away uncomfortably, his amber eyes stared at the corridor window, after a while, he turned back, tilted his mouth and pulled out a slow smile with a low voice:
"Guess it."
Helin: "Don't all girls like it."
He didn't look like a lie, as if he was really just a gift for the new neighbor who met for the first time.
I thanked him and stared at him for a long time, then took the bag of heavy candy from him, lowered his head, and whispered:
"Thank you."
Thanks. I stayed at home for two days and wrote homework for two days.
He has never gone out, and never saw Helin next door.
On Monday morning, I thanked him and changed into school uniform, checked whether he had brought all the homework, and took the living expenses of the week from his parents, and then went out of the house after breakfast.
Her home is a bit far from the school, and there is only one bus, which runs every half an hour. Although I wake up early each time, the time to school is limited to "not late".
I don't know what's going on today. She arrived at the station a few minutes earlier than usual, but the waiting bus was delayed.
From 6:25 to 6:55, everyone waiting for the bus was almost gone, and she was still standing there with her schoolbag on her back.
School 7:50 morning self-study, 40 minutes from home to school, five minutes walk. If the car does not come again, she must be late today.
Thinking of the stern and selfless face of the head teacher, he thanked him and pressed the corners of his lips silently.
Every Monday in their school, students from the student union check at the door. Points are deducted for late arrivals, points for dyeing hair, and points for improper appearance.
Once the score is too low, the weekly selection will not get the excellent class.
The head teacher is very concerned about these, so if someone deducts points from the class, he will punish him without mercy...
Thanks and was in a daze, a clear voice suddenly sounded next to him:
"Why haven't you left?"
Like a cool breeze, a mint can be delivered in the early summer morning.
After thanking him and turning around, he saw Helin riding a bicycle on one side, with long legs resting on the ground, looking at her intently.
She paused slightly and answered honestly: "Wait for the bus."
Helin frowned imperceptibly.
He heard the sound of her closing the door and leaving home when he got up in the morning. It has been half an hour now, is she still waiting for the car?
Helin: "When I came just now, I heard from people over there that there was a traffic accident, and the cars were all stuck there, and it would be impossible for a while."
Thanks for that.
Helin asked: "Do you need me to drive you?"
Thanks for the surprise, she shook her head subconsciously: "No." She said, "I'll wait."
Helin's dark brown eyes looked at her for a while, but did not insist, stepped on the pedal under his foot, and the person slid forward quickly.
Thanks and continue to wait.
A few minutes later, as Helin said, there seemed to be a car accident ahead. Not only the car she was waiting for, but also several buses were also blocked.
7:05, the car still did not come.
Thanks, unconsciously tightening the shoulder straps of the schoolbag, it is not in a hurry.
Several people took taxis impatiently, and she was the only one left at the station.
If you thank you, you can take a taxi to school like those people, but thank your mother for not much living expenses. If she does that, she will definitely be hungry in the next few days.
When she was late to fight with the hungry heavens, a harsh bicycle brake cut through the silence--
He Lin went back and forth, the fluorescent yellow bicycle was parked beside him, his head was sideways, his handsome facial features were facing the transparent sunrise. Refreshing, clean and refreshing.
This time she did not ask her wishes, but directly said: "Come up."
He: "I will take you to school."
Thanks and stood dullly in place.
Seeing that she hadn't made any movement, Helin raised the corner of her mouth, which seemed a little bit nasty, lazily teasing:
"I came back to pick you up specially. You don't want us to be late together?"