Bizarre Love

The mountain-climbing activity in the No. 7 Middle School was held in the first year, and the school leaders paid special attention to this mountain-climbing activity. After all, after setting a precedent, it might become a school tradition.

However, the safety factor is the most worrying point of the school. After all, there are so many students, and to ensure that none of them have any accidents, they have to bear a lot of risks.

Therefore, the trip of the whole school was divided into several days, and the twelve classes formed a large group, and the head teacher accompanied the students to restrain them.

The school and the Education Bureau had reported it and picked a better weather for the trip. There were even a few police cars and ambulances guarding the mountain.

There was another day of class on Tuesday, and the students were all looking forward to the trip to Wangu Mountain on Wednesday.

Wednesday arrived as expected.

When Meng Ting set off from home in the morning, Father Shu specially reminded him: "Wan Gu Mountain is very high, and that old tree is on the top of the mountain. Listen, if you feel tired, you can ask the teacher for leave, okay?" After all, eyes are good, too tired Sometimes it hurts.

Meng Ting nodded, she knew how to do what she could.

Father Shu asked her to put the thermos cup, umbrella, and lunch box in her schoolbag. The thermos is filled with hot glucose water, and the umbrella is just in case. After all, in autumn in H City, the autumn rain falls as soon as it is said.

The box lunch is egg fried rice cooked by Meng Ting himself. Father Shu's laboratory is very busy, and the children live quite independently. At that time, Wangu Mountain hadn't been developed yet, so naturally there was no place to sell water or rice on the mountain. Meng Ting washed the white and blue lunch boxes at home, packed fried rice in them, put on a warm coat and went out.

Shu Yang also had the same thing, Meng Ting handed him the blue lunch box, Shu Yang took it silently, turned around and left.

Shu's father stared: "Stinky boy!" He couldn't help telling Shu Yang to take care of his sister.

Meng Ting laughed, and followed Shu Yang out the door.

They need to gather at the gate of the school. After the squad leader counts the number of people, the twelve classes line up and set off to Wangu Mountain.

Meng heard that they were in the same class, so they were at the front.

Today, the school is more humane. It only asks students to keep warm and does not require them to wear school uniforms.

Under the leadership of the head teacher, a group of young and vigorous young girls set off energetically.

When there are too many people, they walk slowly. The students are playing and making noise, like birds that have been released from their cages. They are extremely excited.

Fan Huiyin shook her head, but also showed a smile.

The crowd didn't know when someone started singing cheerfully.

Meng Ting and Zhao Nuancheng walked side by side, Zhao Nuancheng turned her head to look at Meng Ting from time to time, and then turned around with a blushing face, oh my god she is not used to Tingting being so pretty. In the hazy morning light of the mountains, Meng Ting's cheeks seemed to have a soft and beautiful light.

Not only was she secretly watching, but the students in Class 1 couldn't help but also looked over.

Zhao Nuancheng was a little excited when she heard them singing: "Listen, can you sing?"

Meng Ting was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Zhao Nuancheng was terribly excited: "I've never heard you sing before, let me hear you sing a song."

The crowd is winding, and the mountains are all under your feet.

After reliving his life, Meng Ting looked at many youthful faces and was grateful for the hard-won life.

She was in a relaxed mood, so she didn't spoil Zhao Nuancheng's interest, and thought for a while: "I don't know how to sing much, so don't hold it against me."

She sang softly along the mountain road:

"From a high place to afar

The fleeting joy of coming home from the low

the spinning wheel it carries me

Met by chance the pale color of the pouring moonlight"

Her tone was very soft, and there was a trembling sweetness when blown by the morning wind. Zhao Nuancheng was stunned for a while, she just suggested it casually, but she didn't expect that listening to the singing is really good!

"Colored road signs

no traffic warning

under the sky

We are light as a feather"

Life is sometimes as light as a feather.

Her voice is so sweet, but she doesn't have that cloying whine. People around her stopped singing and looked over in surprise. Meng Ting was a little embarrassed, and felt a little embarrassed after singing a section.

Zhao Nuancheng was so excited that she couldn't speak coherently: "My God, oh, oh, listen to your singing!"

Meng Ting was a bit absent-minded. In fact, she is more talented in dancing and playing the piano than in singing. However, these things have become memories that I dare not touch after two lifetimes.

This is an old song from a few years ago, called "Sunshine Allure", but Meng Ting sings it with a special charm.

At first, the students were excited, but when they climbed a quarter of the way, they realized that this road was far from what they had imagined.

Zhao Nuancheng felt like she was a dying fish on the shore, her feet were as heavy as lead.

"Oh my god, I don't want to leave. This is more exhausting than military training."

Not only the students couldn't bear it, but the female teacher was also panting. Even though everyone was wearing flat shoes today, the heels still ached.

Fan Huiyin is also tired, but as the class teacher, she has to set an example: "Students! The teacher often says that we must persevere. Learning is the same as climbing a mountain. The probability of reaching the top of the mountain is as difficult as being admitted to a good university. Everyone must have tenacious perseverance. OK!"

Zhao Nuancheng was about to vomit blood, so she whispered into Meng Ting's ear, "We all understand the truth, but it's really tiring, my God!"

Meng Ting wiped the sweat from her forehead, the water cup and lunch box in her schoolbag were not light, and she couldn't take it anymore. They started climbing the mountain at 7:30 in the morning, and now at 10:00, they have only climbed a quarter of the way, which is very hopeless.

Teacher Fan took the lead and walked forward: "If we go up early and make our wish, we can go down the mountain earlier!"

The students followed suit dejectedly, and no one was in the mood to sing anymore.

Not long after, the students who lined up completely disrupted the order. Some students can't keep up.

The teachers summed up, sighed, and let the female teacher stay to take care of the exhausted female students, and they led the team to continue climbing. Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

Teacher Fan has always been stubborn, leading the students in the first class to go up.

Class 1 students: "..." They have something in their hearts, and they don't know whether to say it or not.

Class 12 was at the end, and Shen Yuqing scolded as she walked a long time ago: "What kind of broken mountain to climb, why don't you take a day off." Knowing that those who are exhausted can stop, she hurriedly asked for leave, and this time she didn't care Image, found a stone to sit on.

Then I watched happily as the first class was forced to climb the mountain to set an example.

Hey, the head teacher of that class is Miejue Shitai, why is he so ruthless!

Her best friend was stunned and patted her with her hand.

"What are you doing, don't bother..." Her voice stuck in her throat, and she saw the teenagers following her class far behind.

Her eyes fell on the young man in front, and she lost her voice for a moment.

Jiang Ren put his hands in his pockets, and his coat was draped over his shoulders, giving him a somewhat lazy demeanor. Chewing gum and followed slowly.