When He Smiles

Outside the window, the sound of the wind rolled down the corridor.

Meng Shengnan was startled and dizzy, slowly raising his head from his arm socket.

"Can you give me a chance."

He raised his chin to the table and said, "I take things."

The lingering light of the setting sun in the classroom made him tall and straight.

Meng Shengnan recognized that the people were still in a trance, thinking that the drawer had been cleaned by herself a long time ago. She blindfolded her eyes and endured her heartbeat and pain and said, "Excuse me, I put it all on the podium after finishing it. Go over there. Find it."

After the boy listened, he glanced at her, then turned to the podium without saying anything.

Meng Shengnan looked at his tall and thin back for a second, and then lay down on the table again, his heart was a little ups and downs and he didn't dare to look up. I only heard the faint sound of turning things over there, and then I heard someone shouting here: "Chi Zheng, did you find your ID card?"

The boy didn't reply, Meng Shengnan thought he was gone.

A vague dialogue came from outside--

"Have you found it?"

"Ok."

"Then go quickly and make an appointment for them to play Warcraft later."

"..."

The voice was far too far to be heard, and Meng Shengnan raised his head and looked out. Her stomach was so uncomfortable that she couldn't even stand up. After a while, Qi Qiao came and was surprised to see her appearance: "What's the matter?"

Meng Shengnan frowned, reluctantly said, "Maybe I'm out of breath, and my stomach hurts suddenly."

Qi Qiao: "What did you eat at noon?"

"Sweet and sour pork loin, and chili sauce—"

"What to do, I want to eat too."

Meng Shengnan: "..."

After the two sat in the classroom for another ten minutes, Meng Shengnan was finally relieved. The pain gradually dissipated, and people were a little more energetic than before. It wasn't long before the exam was over, and it was still bright.

Qi Qiao chatted with her, distracting her: "Classmate Meng Shengnan."

"Ok."

"You have kept this short hair for several years, so you should save some."

Meng Shengnan reached out and pulled Qi Qiao's long hair, and said, "It's troublesome."

"You are lazy, how beautiful girls are with long hair? Many boys have long hair complexes, don’t you understand?"

"Song Jiashu too?"

"of course."

The look of Li Yan flashed in Meng Shengnan's mind, long hair shawl, clear eyebrows, and a very lively smile, not to mention the sweet and soft voice, he would act like a baby, no wonder boys like it.

"What do you think?"

Meng Shengnan shook his head.

Qi Qiao smiled suddenly: "By the way, guess who I just met?"

"Who?"

"The **** and rascal in our ninth middle school."

Meng Shengnan didn't understand.

Qi Qiao: "I know you don't understand. You, a good girl, must have never heard of it all day long."

"Who?"

"Chi Zheng."

Meng Shengnan was taken aback.

Qi Qiao: "I just came to you and saw that he seemed to be going back to the classroom, but he left when I came in. Isn't he in this class? A group of boys play in Internet cafes all day long, and it feels disgusting to think about it."

Meng Shengnan looked outside the window and didn't say anything.

That night, Qi Qiao drove her back by bike. The ceremony called them to have dinner together. Qi Qiao took a piece of cake and left. Meng Shengnan didn't eat much. The whole person was too sleepy. He went back to the house to sleep before it got dark.

Shengdian and Meng Jin watched TV in the living room. Shengdian glanced at the second floor and couldn't help asking Meng Jin: "What's wrong with this kid, sleeping so early?"

Meng Jin: "Go up and have a look."

As a result, the ceremony was taken aback.

Meng Shengnan was so hot all over, the ceremony whispered to her: "Nannan?"

Meng Shengnan was in a daze, turned over and fell asleep again. The ceremony finally woke her up, Meng Shengnan was still confused, Meng Jin directly carried her to the nearest health clinic on the street. It was late at night at that time, and tossing for a long time, until Meng Shengnan hung up the water and the couple was relieved.

After a night of dripping, Meng Shengnan's fever disappeared at four o'clock in the morning.

With a flashlight at the ceremony, Meng Jin carried the sleeping three of hers before returning home until dawn. The couple had to change Meng Shengnan's dressing all night, and they didn't sleep, which would be too sleepy. The ceremony urged Meng Jin to go to bed and go to work tomorrow. She accompanies her daughter to sleep in Meng Shengnan's room.

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Meng Shengnan woke up.

The ceremony had already cooked food and came over to call her, and Meng Shengnan was anxious to get dressed.

"Wait slowly, I called Jojo and asked her to ask for leave for you."

Meng Shengnan said ‘ah’.

Ceremony: "Ah what, the high fever in the middle of the night almost didn't scare me and your dad to death."

Meng Shengnan pursed his lips: "But I have an exam today—"

"Isn't it just a simulation? What a big deal, OK, wash and eat."

After dinner, the ceremony accompanied Meng Shengnan to hang water for a long time.

In the health clinic, the ceremony had just changed its medicine.

Meng Shengnan looked up and asked, "Mom, don't you have any classes today?"

The ceremony was sitting by the bed: "There is a section in the afternoon, just to be able to serve you."

Meng Shengnan sticks out his tongue and smiles slyly: "You have worked hard."

"Poor mouth."

Meng Shengnan smiled.

The ceremony asked again: "How is the manuscript written?"

Meng Shengnan curled his lips: "I wrote a little, and then deleted it."

"You just think too much."

"mom."

"Ok?"

"Why did you support me in writing things in the first place, and didn't worry that I would waste my studies?"

Shengdian smiled and glanced at her: "That's what I said."

Meng Shengnan: "What are you talking about?"

"At first I didn't agree. It is thanks to your dad. He said that it is very rare for you to have this ideal at this age. Parents must support it to the end. As for your studies, it seems that you do not have Deserted. Of course, if you can test Peking University like Kang Kai--"

Meng Shengnan: "..."

When the topic comes up again, Meng Shengnan can only pretend to be asleep. After coming back from the health clinic that day, she sat in her yard and soaked up the sun all afternoon. The day passed by. The sky is blue, the clouds are white, everything is good.

Being sick makes people lazy.

Go to school the next day and read early. Fu Song stayed in the classroom to do questions without going out to study. Afraid of the cold, Meng Shengnan shrank in his seat. There were not many people in the classroom. After a meeting, Fu Song poked her back lightly with a pen.

Meng Shengnan turned his head and Fu Song looked at her.

"Why didn't you come to the exam?"

"Oh, the fever hangs for a day."

"Does it matter?"

"I'm all sitting here, what do you think?"

"So thorough?"

"The philosophical **** descended to the mortal world to care about the people?"

"It can be understood that way."

Meng Shengnan: "..."

Fu Song is recognized as the number one talent in the class, but his English is really average. In the old wet English class, the academic committee sent down the corrected test papers. Nie Jing stared at the paper in front of Meng Shengnan, with a straightforward expression, "Meng Shengnan, I finally know why the head teacher asked you to be an English class representative. Your grades are simply going against the sky."

Meng Shengnan smiled embarrassedly, missed the two exams and counted down the whole class——

Xue Lin approached from the back row: "I rely on it, 139 points! Your score is the best in English in our class, maybe the best in the whole school."

It turns out that the guess is correct at some point. In the English class, Lao Shi praised Meng Shengnan for his English performance, not only the first in the class, but also the first in the school. However, apart from her English skills, mathematics can really only be explained in general.

After class, Nie Jing asked for advice.

"How did you learn English? What class did you enroll in?"

"No, just read the book and do the problem yourself."

"Then why is it so good?"

"Uh-maybe it has something to do with recitation."

It was the summer vacation of the third grade. Meng Shengnan and Qi Qiao went to the Children's Palace to learn calligraphy and met a great **** who had participated in a national English recitation competition. Qi Qiao asked the Great God how to learn English well. Great God smiled: "Go back to memorize the 20 articles and read them, and find the content."

So, they really went back to find a reading memorial.

After a summer vacation, English really improved by leaps and bounds. Since then, at the end of each exam, the two of them will pick the better readings in the English test papers to memorize, and then talk to each other, ask questions and recite dictation, and develop a habit over time.

After listening to Nie Jing, she was surprised: "Really?"

"It can only be understood and cannot be said."

"Then—who is that great god?"

Meng Shengnan smiled: "I still don't know his name, it's just a fate."

"Sounds like it's insatiable."

"He is much more handsome than Ji Dian."

"More handsome than Chi Zheng?" Xue Lin interjected.

"what?"

The girl laughed without answering, and asked, "Have you never thought about talking about your boyfriend?"

"--No."

"Isn't it?" Nie Jing asked this.

"Really."

At that time, Meng Shengnan was still too simple.

Later, when she came to study in the evening, she came back from the outside endorsement, and Fu Song handed her her math test paper.

Meng Shengnan asked: "What are you doing for me?"

"I don't need this, you can review it."

"you do not need?"

"Ok."

"Then I will copy the question down and return it to you in time."

"casual."

Meng Shengnan smiled and began to look through the test paper, and Nie Jing just came in from outside and approached her.

"Fu Song's math papers?"

Meng Shengnan said ‘um’.

Nie Jing said cautiously: "Can I take a look?"

"Okay."

She didn't realize that Nie Jing saw that the test questions could be used for nearly one night for self-study. When she returned to her hands, it was almost over. Meng Shengnan sighed a few times, and Nie Jing turned her head and asked, "What's wrong with you, it seems that you are not energetic."

Meng Shengnan coughed and smiled, "It's okay."

After recovering from a serious illness, Qi Qiao volunteered to be a coachman for free these days. So she obediently waited for Qi Qiao in the classroom. When the girl came, Nie Jing and her were left on their side.

"Are you still going?" Nie Jing asked.

Meng Shengnan said ‘oh’, "I’ll wait for my friends to go together."

While talking, Qi Qiao is here.

As soon as the girl approached, she put her arms around her and said with a smile, "How do you feel after being a human again?"

Meng Shengnan poke her waist secretly with his hand, Qi Qiao was afraid of itching, and immediately walked away.

"Starting so hard, be careful I don't want you tonight."

Meng Shengnan rolled his eyes: "Rare."

The two of them were laughing and laughing. Nie Jing looked at the side for a few seconds, and while stopping talking, said, "Then I will leave Meng Shengnan first." The called person looked over and said softly, "Goodbye."

The girl walked away, Qi Qiao carried Meng Shengnan's schoolbag, and the two of them walked out.

"Just that girl--." Qi Qiao said halfway and stopped.

"Ok?"

"If you can't tell, it just feels weird."

"It's okay."

In the late autumn night, the two walked side by side on the sidewalk, and the surrounding students passed by in twos and threes from time to time. The roadside lights shiningly illuminate the outer eaves of the entire teaching building, and the science building at the front is like a golden mountain.

When Meng Shengnan passed the building, he glanced at the classroom subconsciously.

Looking back for no reason.

After three days, the results of each subject have been down. Meng Shengnan missed four subjects to fourth from the bottom of the class. Because of this, she didn't have any test questions, so she could only copy the difficult points. That section was history. Nie Jing put the test questions between the two of them, and while listening, he pulled them up to make corrections. Meng Shengnan looked a little hard to read. After class, I didn’t know how to get annoying, so I got up and went to see Qi Qiao.

The science building is much more active than the liberal arts building.

During the break, the students in twos and threes lying on the railing were chatting in high spirits. After reasoning (10), Meng Shengnan stopped subconsciously, glanced inside, and slowly went upstairs. Qi Qiao's class is on the third floor. The girl was flirting with Song Jiashu. Meng Shengnan didn't dare to bother, so she went downstairs and walked back.

Students interspersed in the corridor.

As soon as Meng Shengnan got down to the first floor and turned around, he saw a figure. When she was going upstairs, there was no one there, and a group of boys had already gathered at the end of the corridor and gaggle. From a distance, I saw him standing in the middle with a cigarette in his hand. Meng Shengnan took a breath, really bold enough, and was not afraid of being caught by the dean. She watched for a while, and the boy bit the cigarette in his mouth and smiled sullenly.

In addition to him, there were also the boys who played lol with him in the Internet cafe that day.

Several people crouched their shoulders, and some snorted: "Shi Jin, your expression, tsk tsk, tell me how much money was lost?"

Shi Jin was resting on his shoulder, shaking his head and sighing, "I will be beaten when I go home tonight."

A boy ‘go and go’ said a few words: "Your math test 50 is still bleak."

A group of people laughed.

Shi Jin patted him on the shoulder: "I said Chi Zheng, you have worked hard this time, math is close to 14○, it is English, tusk, brother, I'm so embarrassed to say it."

"How many tests have you taken?" The boy next to him joked.

The boy who was asked bit his cigarette and smiled arrogantly: "Twenty-seven."

A group of students simply laughed.

"Yes, brother."

Shi Jin: "Li Yan is not good at English, so I can make up for it."

The boy took the smoke bomb a few times, smiled and said nothing.

Shi Jin: "Brother, I don't have your beautiful blessing, hey."

It was laughing again.

Meng Shengnan's throat was astringent, and after a few glances, he turned and left. As she walked, she searched for Li Yan's rank on the transcript she saw this afternoon. It seemed to be 17 in the class, English?

In the classroom, she asked Fu Song.

"How many?"

Fu Song frowned, "Should I know?"

Meng Shengnan curled his lips: "..."

After a while, Fu Song called her, and Meng Shengnan turned around.

"what's happenin?"

Fu Song said: "79."

For a moment, Meng Shengnan remembered the meaningful smile at the corner of the boy's mouth.