When He Smiles

In the afternoon of the week before New Year’s 30, she went to Shanghai to participate in the semi-finals.

That train was a local train starting with K, and it took an hour and 20 minutes to reach the place. The platform was full of people, and she walked out carrying her schoolbag. She has been to this city several times, and she can't see the South Square on the familiar No. 104.

When I arrived at the magazine, it was still early.

As soon as I arrived at door 675, I ran into an old friend. Jiang Lang walked over quickly with excitement, the expression on his face called a glorious look. He called Meng Shengnan far away, making it seem like he hadn't seen him in many years.

"When did you come?"

"Just arrived." Meng Shengnan said, "Are you just here too?"

Jiang Jin smiled: "I, came here 800 years ago."

"what?"

This guy smiled again: "Come in advance for two more days, not just me, but Lu Huai and Li think they are all here."

"Then why are you here?"

"Don't mention it, the bottom of the card game with them is lost, go out and go unlucky."

Meng Shengnan smiled: "Why do I remember that you played bad cards? Can you get rid of this bad luck?"

Jiang Jin raised his eyebrows and raised his mouth.

"You look down on brother too?"

"Don't dare, I just think--"

A large barrel of murderous aura can squirt out of his eyes.

Meng Shengnan stopped talking, stopped talking, and looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Jin encouraged her: "Say it."

"Aren't you angry?"

"No birth."

"Then I said?"

"Ok."

"It's better to do less of the things you are not good at." As soon as her voice fell, Jiang Jin had already rolled up his sleeves and was ready to get started.

Meng Shengnan hurriedly ran away: "You shamelessly."

"I don't hear this word, why don't you recognize me."

Yes, this cheap kung fu is still top-notch and no one can beat it. It's almost the same every minute.

There is a hotel arranged by the organizing committee near the magazine. Those who come to participate in the semi-finals will stay there. Jiang Jin took Meng Shengnan to the door to register, and the two of them returned to 2007. Lu Huai and Li Xiang were talking about the mountains, when they saw Meng Shengnan's eyes light up, they were not much different from Jiang Jin's.

Li Xiang speaks Shandong dialect and talks to her about the New Year sister.

Lu Huai was still like that, smiling humblely: "Because of his feelings for you, I have to take action to show it." After speaking, he came up with a hug, and Meng Shengnan was moved and confused.

A few people were sitting around the bed, and Li wanted to buy a big bag of snacks and chatted.

"Why hasn't Zhou Ningzhi arrived yet?" Lu Huai asked.

Jiang Jin said, "Do you miss him?"

"Why can't I hear a good word from your mouth?"

Jiang Jin rubbed his palms and smiled ill-intentionally: "Old friends, it's normal to think about it, are you thinking about it?"

Meng Shengnan sat aside and couldn't help laughing.

Just as Lu Huai was about to get up, the door opened a little. Lu Huai's feet were still in the air, and people let out a "Yo" in surprise. Zhang Yiyan opened the door and walked in with a smile: "I came here quite early, I said Lu Huai, are you practicing Kungfu?"

Li Xiang took the conversation: "He has always believed in being indifferent to everything."

Several people laughed.

Zhang Yiyan sat down on the chair and glanced down: "Tsk, it's a good day."

Lu Huai smiled and put his face together: "It's okay, right? Just wait for you to confront Zhou Ning."

"Yes, I said that kid wouldn't have been robbed halfway, right?" Li wanted to smile badly.

Jiang Jin grinned and hummed: "If he knew that Xiao Meng was here, he might be running wild in the desert."

Meng Shengnan blushed a little, because so many people held back.

"When did Sheng Nan come?" Zhang Yiyan seemed to notice her only then.

"Just came for a while." Jiang Jin answered for her, "I took it."

Meng Shengnan nodded.

Lu Huai said, "You are so great."

"Isn't it just holding your tail to bad luck?" Li wanted to laugh.

Meng Shengnan glanced at Jiang Jin and smiled.

Zhang Yiyan didn't know when he came late: "What bad luck?"

Meng Shengnan said: "His card skills are too bad, and the loss is falling."

"You play cards?" Zhang Yiyan pointed to Jiang Jin's face, incredible.

"Why, I can't?"

Zhang Yiyan cleared his throat with a ‘cough cough’: “You’re not afraid of death enough. I don’t know who lost last year and only has pants left.”

2○○7 is always a vitality, you tease me. They come from different places, speak their own dialects, and have stories bigger than this world in their stomachs. Say what you say to me, if he starts, you will be able to say a lot of things up to five billion years ago.

There was sleet outside the window, and the lights in the room kept flashing.

Later, when talking about the event, Lu Huai sighed suddenly: "This time I came to my family and made a military order with Lafayette, and I vowed to die without a prize."

A few people in the room were suddenly quiet.

"As for what I said." Jiang Jin said.

Lu Huai shook his head: "I have had trouble with them more than once or twice because of this."

Meng Shengnan frowned and asked: "Why do uncles and aunts disagree?"

Lu Huai smiled bitterly: "They feel that they have no future."

"You should communicate with them well." Zhang Yiyan said.

"Does it work?"

Lu Huai said helplessly.

Jiang Jin looked up at him for a while, "If you say that there is no show this time, do you really stop writing?"

All four of them looked at him.

Lu Huai was stared at for a while, his expression solemn, as if he was participating in some kind of sacrifice. After only a few dozen seconds, he finally couldn't stretch it anymore, and suddenly smiled slyly under their naked eyes.

"Write secretly," he said.

"Damn." Li wanted to kick him. "You almost made you pee."

A few people were happy again.

At that time, a group of people like them always had such pain and anxiety.

In the classroom, my mind is always sloppy, my grades are not good, and my writing is not good. Lu Huai said that he had thought about dropping out, but he still lived the same, after all, there was only one Han Han.

When they had been acquainted, Jiang Jin asked them why they were here. Lu Huai said that his hobbies are playing games and martial arts. He is crazy about Jin Yong Gulong, sometimes with tens of thousands of words a day. Although it may not be one-tenth of theirs, you have to come up with something decent. Li Xiang gave him a bear hug at the time, and the two of them are considered to be a confidant with less than a thousand cups of wine.

It was also such a winter at that time, with heavy rain and snow.

Zhou Ningzhi asked Jiang Jin.

This guy laughed: "Brothers like new things. You have tried everything in this world before you feel wronged."

Meng Shengnan was happy.

Jiang Jin smiled again: "To put it bluntly, just one sentence."

"What?" she asked.

"Brother likes toss."

Some predecessors once wrote about them after the essay criticism. It is a good thing to be young and vigorous, and you must not lose your mind and run blindly. If you really get there, you don't know how many detours you have to take when you look back.

Jiang Jin later said directly in front of them, "What are you afraid of when you take a detour? Isn't this earth round? Sooner or later, I have to turn it back."

They laughed crazy and felt reasonable.

The bell of the hotel outside broke their conversation.

Later at night, they went back to their rooms to sleep. Meng Shengnan met Zhou Ningzhi at the gate of the second day of the rematch. There were contestants walking in, and a man and a woman huddled together, talking, laughing and laughing. Zhang Yiyan suddenly shouted in one direction: "Zhou Ningzhi."

The 1.8-meter boy walked casually with his black schoolbag on his back, and Jiang Jin punched him when he went up.

"Why did you come at this time?"

"Something is blocked at home."

Li wanted to go up with a punch: "I thought you didn't participate?"

Zhou Ningzhi smiled: "I didn't even think about participating."

Meng Shengnan looked over.

"What?" Zhang Yiyan was surprised.

Zhou Ningzhi glanced at Meng Shengnan, then looked away: "I didn't register for the preliminary round."

"What?" Lu Huai was not calm this time.

Meng Shengnan was also shocked, so he urged her to draft.

"Interestingly enough, you have won this for three years. I'll take another one this year to see that Lu Huai can jump directly into the Huangpu River." Jiang Jin joked.

Lu Huai's eyes widened, and he lifted his foot to kick the guy: "Why don't you jump?"

Several people laughed.

Zhou Ningzhi said: "Okay, let's talk about it after the exam."

"What about you?" Zhang Yiyan asked.

"I'm just waiting here."

After speaking, he looked at Meng Shengnan: "Don't be too nervous."

Meng Shengnan nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, do you care about Sheng Nan?" Zhang Yiyan raised his eyelids.

Jiang Jin said with a ‘tsk’, "Look at your mind, who would dare to marry you in the future, I said."

Zhang Yiyan snorted, "Foo Jiang Jin, you say one more sentence, believe me or not--?"

"What's the matter?"

"You're still excited, you?"

The two of them talked and quarreled again, Zhou Ningzhi smiled and shook his head slightly. After a while, time is almost up. Meng Shengnan looked at the sacred place where the crowd was crowded, Zhou Ningzhi stood beside her and whispered, "Go."

The semifinals are only three hours, one proposition, one topic.

When I came out, it was already noon. Zhou Ningzhi booked a nearby hotel, and a group of people walked around and smiled. Lu Huai took Li Xiang's shoulders and said with a smile: "My young and frivolous days."

Jiang Jinlang smiled: "Are you still frivolous?"

Lu Huai narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Jin said, "I was scared like that by your mother."

Li Xiang laughed, Zhou Ningzhi turned his head and asked what was going on.

Jiang Jin poured beans out of the bamboo tube, his expression exaggeratedly talking about the dancing of dragons and phoenixes.

Zhang Yiyan and Meng Shengnan walked behind.

"How many of them do you look at?"

Meng Shengnan smiled.

Zhang Yiyan asked: "Will you still participate next year?"

"I don't know yet, next year in the third year of high school, the class should be very heavy."

"That's true."

"But I think you are very good, and you will come back this year for the college entrance examination next year." Meng Shengnan said.

"I'm just playing blindly."

Meng Shengnan smiled.

"By the way, do you know which university Zhou Ningzhi took the exam?"

Meng Shengnan shook his head.

Zhang Yiyan let out a disappointed "Oh".

"I will help you ask."

"No need to--"

Before Zhang Yiyan finished speaking, Li Xiang had already asked, apparently hearing the two of them talking.

"Zhang Yiyan asks which university you are going to take?" Li wanted to pat his shoulder.

Zhou Ningzhi paused for a while and said, "Fudan."

"I rely on." Lu Huai said, "You still let me live. My dad said that I can mix with Beijing International at most."

Jiang Jin smiled: "You can mix a high school diploma."

"I kick you and me."

The two quarreled again.

Meng Shengnan asked: "Sister Yiyan, how about you?"

Zhang Yiyan shook his head: "I don't have his ambitions, so let's watch it then."

That afternoon, the six people went to play near the Bund after eating. I found a sunny place there and talked about it. Among them, Zhang Yiyan and Zhou Ningzhi are one year older than them, and both are in the college entrance examination next year. One is in Nanjing and the other is in Chengdu.

While chatting, two young people dressed in Tibetan costumes came and sat on the ground ten meters away. On the ground is a two-square-meter cloth full of all kinds of knick-knacks. The man sang a cappella with the guitar while the woman stood aside.

Jiang Jin is a native of Beijing, a Beijing movie.

He drank a few sips and looked at Meng Shengnan: "I heard Zhou Ningzhi said that you learned the guitar."

"Well, I just learned a little bit."

"The path of young women in literature and art is really suitable for you, I said, chat to brother, what have you learned?"

Zhang Yiyan suffocated his breath in the afternoon, and said, "One mouthful, one brother, when did Sheng Nan promise to call your brother?"

Jiang Jin smiled unkindly: "What's the matter, you want to call it too?"

Lu Huai and Li Xiang were talking about Warcraft, and they were happy to hear the sound, thinking of the law to stimulate them to watch the fun. Zhou Ningzhi did not drink or smoke, so he just sat like that. When I was looking for it, I asked her: "What have you learned?"

The two sat quietly on one side, the wind blowing from the Huangpu River.

Meng Shengnan thought for a while and said, "I learned a few, but I'm not very familiar with it."

"Can it be bounced off?"

"A friend count one."

"Zhou Huajian?"

"Ok."

Li Xiang suddenly intervened: "I said let's take a look?"

Everyone applauded unanimously, got up from the table and walked over. As soon as the man finished playing the song, the woman smiled and took out a notebook from her pocket and handed it to Zhou Ningzhi, who was closest to her, and said, "You can write your wishes."

Then give them an Alpine each.

After chatting for a few words, I learned that they are old friends on foot in Tibet. Starting from Jinan all the way to the west to go to the highest place of the Potala Palace, and then standing on the Mani pile blowing the wind under the flag of Fengma, passing the prayer tube and lighting the butter lamp, seeing the colorful prayer flags and reciting the Buddhist scriptures and lamas Said Tashi Delek.

What a beautiful journey.

Zhang Yiyan wrote his wish, turned a page, and handed the book to Meng Shengnan.

Meng Shengnan glanced at the unique Tibetan costumes on women, thought about it, and handed them a few after finishing writing in one minute.

Jiang Jin had no good intentions and wanted to take a peek at being caught by Zhang Yiyan, with a hippie smile.

Zhang Yiyan glared at him, then smiled and asked the man: "Hello, can we play a song?"

"Of course." The man laughed.

A few of them didn't understand what it meant.

Zhang Yiyan took the guitar handed over by the man, and asked Meng Shengnan with his head sideways: "Shall we play a literary youth?"

Zhou Ningzhi and Jiang Jin looked over at the same time.

Meng Shengnan stammered and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Can you?"

Zhou Ningzhi glanced at Zhang Yiyan, then at Meng Shengnan.

Jiang Jin was about to speak.

Meng Shengnan took it over carefully, and asked them softly, "What should I do if I get out of tune?"

Zhou Ningzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

"Don't worry, brother won't laugh at you." Jiang Jin said.

Lu Huai also immediately stated: "Out of feelings for you, so does my brother."

"We sing along." Li Xiang said.

Meng Shengnan listened to them and was amused.

A group of them gathered together, and the breeze came. Meng Shengnan took the guitar and stood on the open space, calming down his nervous mood. At that time, the sky was still slightly bright, and there were not many men and women strolling along the river. The Oriental Pearl Tower stands far away, and the city is prosperous as a flower.

The string moves and moves, soothing and gentle.

"These years, alone. The wind has passed, and the rain has gone."

"There have been tears, there have been faults. Remember what to stick to."

"If you really love, you will understand. I will be lonely and I will look back."

...

"I'm here for this sentence."

Lu Huai smiled, "There will always be a dream, and there will always be you in my heart."

At that time, the sky is always blue, and we are still us. Came here because of an idea to meet such a group of people. We are chic, talking and laughing. Say what you say to me, if he starts, you will be able to reach fifty thousand li in rivers and lakes.

In one direction by the river, the boy's eyes were staring here.

"Look over there."

The boy said to another boy next to him.

Both were wearing gray jackets, tall and thin, leaning on the fence. The boy asked lazily raised his eyes and pressed his lips lightly. He played with the lighter in his hand and wanted to light a cigarette.

He just looked over, Meng Shengnan was lowering his head.

"Are people looking at the land?" He laughed cynically.

The boy chuckled lightly: "Your eyes are poisonous enough, let's look at people."

He smiled again, lowered his head to put the cigarette on, and lifted it up again, squinting slightly to look over there. The girl turned sideways to play the guitar, only looking at her profile. A group of men and women around me, sixteen or seventeen years old, they are a kind of people.

"Azheng, what do you think of that girl?"

He glanced, looked away, turned his head and said, "Want to chase?"

The boy smiled, "Just ask."

"Come on you."

The boy laughed and said, "I don't dare to compare with you."

He smoked a cigarette, snorted in his nose, and slapped his chin toward Meng Shengnan's back, and then asked, "Do you like this?"

The boy paused for a while, then asked, "What about you, what do you like?"

He laughed and snorted again.

"Don't you know?" he asked rhetorically.

The boy laughed.

He raised his eyebrows and licked his front teeth: "Lu Sibei, are you kidding me?"

The boy shrugged, and the two of them turned away from Hu Kan again.

The song is still singing over there, long and melodious.

"Friends walk together for a lifetime, no more in those days."

"..."

The song floated in the air, dissipating over time. The wind on the riverside is getting stronger, and the men and women have also left, taking their wishes to the Potala Palace. That night they went to KTV to play until midnight, and six people walked back to the hotel along the street. Shanghai is always feasting at night.

That was a day that Meng Shengnan missed so much.

That night, Zhang Yi postponed and said, "It's very good."

Meng Shengnan smiled.

The list of winners was announced the next afternoon, and Meng Shengnan was left in the room at that time. Zhou Ningzhi went back to Nanjing early in the morning when something happened temporarily. The others went out to play again. She was resting in the hotel alone, and her aunt came in the morning, but she fell asleep because of pain at noon. Later, after waiting for some time, there was no notice, and she was out of play when she thought about it.

When he went out, Jiang Jin just came back.

The snow has melted, and the sun is particularly good.

He looked at her for a while, and smiled meanly, "Sister, and brother will come back next year."

As soon as that sentence came out, Meng Shengnan knew what was going on. She just had a sore nose suddenly, and she was dull and speechless. Jiang Jin slowly walked over and hugged her gently: "Brother can't coax people, so don't cry."

Meng Shengnan bit his lip and shook his head slowly after a long time.

"What do you want to eat, brother will take you there."

Meng Shengnan shook his head.

"Just come and play with relatives."

Meng Shengnan stood up straight, his eyes wet: "What relative?"

"Brother isn't it?"

Meng Shengnan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"The road is still long, isn't it?"

Meng Shengnan is not the kind of fragile person, but he is too disappointed and uncomfortable in a little bit.

She smiled at Jiang Jin and said, "They must be too busy now, I won't wait."

"Back now?"

"Well, congratulations for me."

"to make."

Meng Shengnan lowered his head and raised his head again: "Am I pretty hopeless?"

"Who said that, brother beat him."

Meng Shengnan smiled lightly.

Jiang Jin said, "Be strong, and it's a big deal."

"Ok."

Jiang Jin rubbed her hair and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll take you to the train station."

"do not."

Jiang Jin asked: "Then the main bus station, right?"

Meng Shengnan nodded and went back to the house to quickly pack up his schoolbags, fearing to bump into them. Jiang Jin escorted her to the bus stop and said before leaving: "Let's go back to Q-Q, don't keep hiding, don't you know?"

"Ai."

"I will harass you by calling your home." He was still shouting.

"Got it, let's go."

The bus moved slowly, and Jiang Jin was still waving with her.

The wind is still blowing and the snow melts away. Meng Shengnan sat in the last row and opened the window to look out. There were rows of tall buildings, and Shanghai was really beautiful at that time, containing all her dreams. She always thought that she would get it again, but it was not enough, not enough effort.

She was studying many years ago, and a teacher asked her to use an idiom to describe her mood at that time.

"Great joy and compassion." She thought.