The Salted Fish Life of a Superman

Chapter 122

On Saturday morning, the students in Class 14 were very excited. No one was late, and everyone arrived at the school gate within the appointed time.

The friends in each group gathered together, talking and laughing, and some were playing with each other, all of them were excited, looking forward to the next picnic.

Today, Rocky is wearing a baseball uniform that is easy to move around, a peaked cap on his head, and a big hiking bag on his back, and he doesn't know what's in it.

Rocky hopped up to Su Xiaobai's side, put his hand on her shoulder: "Xiaobai, why aren't you wearing white silk today?"

Su Xiaobai was uncharacteristically today, wearing long-sleeved trousers that covered his whole body, except for one head, no flesh was exposed outside, even the zipper was tightly fastened, and his mental state was not good, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.She lowered her head and said softly, "It's okay. It's a little cold."

"Are you kidding me? I'm dying of heat." Just halfway through speaking, Rocky suddenly noticed that Su Xiaobai was not in a good mood. She hurriedly asked with concern, "Why is your complexion so bad? You must be sick, right?"

Su Xiaobai twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a forced smile: "Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday."

"Didn't sleep well? Hahaha, are you too excited because of the autumn tour, or are you still in a bad mood? Someone is bullying you!" Rocky played a set of military fists like a treasure, and said hahaha, "If someone dares to Bullying my Xiaobai, I just like this~ and then like this~ beat him into a pig's head."

Su Xiaobai grabbed the corner of Luo Qi's clothes subconsciously, and wanted to say something, but he hesitated to speak, and silently lowered his head.

Ten minutes later, Future arrived on a bicycle with a big bag on his back: "Have all the students arrived? They are on time."

Rocky looked up and down the future bicycle. It turned out to be the kind of antique [-] bicycle with a seat in the back. She immediately laughed and said, "Teacher, are you too poor? The teachers in our school are the worst. They all drive Hondas."

Future complained: "What can I do without money? You are so rich, why don't you give me a Maserati?"

"Maseratis are used by butlers to pick up and drop off servants, so I don't sit there~"

"climb!"

When the future stopped, Rocky rolled his eyes, ran over and sat on the back seat of the bicycle, put his arms around Future's waist, and said with a smile, "Teacher, you can give me a ride~"

Future habitually said: "Go down, you are so heavy, don't blow my rear tire."

"You!" Rocky almost died of anger, she jumped down angrily, and secretly vowed to ask someone to poke future tires every day.

Gathering, queuing, and counting the number of people, there was not one missing—to be precise, two were missing. Ye Long and Ye Bing were still at home to reflect on their mistakes and were automatically excluded from the autumn tour list.

Future took out a small flag from his bag and held it up: "Everyone line up, don't run around casually, if you really need to leave the team, such as shopping, going to the bathroom, etc., you must first tell the teacher. Follow this Little Flag, let's go."

Some students complained: "No way, teacher, do we have to walk there? I thought there was a bus to pick you up."

"Yeah, teacher, it's too difficult to go, let me call a tuk-tuk express for each of our groups."

"You can carry us one by one."

The future looked helpless: "You children, you have lived in the big city for too long and don't know how to enjoy it. What is the fun of autumn outings? Do you rush to the destination like going to the market, have a meal and then come back? No."

Future ramblingly said: "The greatest joy of autumn travel is not the destination, but the scenery along the way. Our Xicheng is a beautiful Jiangnan water town, with outstanding people and clean wind and smoke. Do you want to be bored playing with your mobile phone on the bus, or do you want to walk in the wind of Jiangnan in late autumn with the 'he' or 'her' in your heart?"

As soon as the words fell, some students stood still, and some students reacted and subconsciously looked at the person in their hearts beside them.

Some people got the response from the other party's eyes, and their youthful hearts suddenly throbbed.

Seeing this in the future, he unconsciously smiled. His concept is relatively open, and he feels that there is nothing abnormal about children falling in love today.

Love is the most beautiful crystallization that God bestows on human beings. It is the apple of Eden, full of temptation to the soul. As long as you have not experienced it, you will always have a sense of mystery and freshness about it.

Future believes that a person's first love is very beautiful, once it starts, trying to break them up with external force can only cause infinite rebellion.

Instead of letting the children resent everything because of this, or even go nowhere, it is better to guide them and help them have a good time, at least they will not regret it in retrospect.

Jiang Yunhu quietly stood beside Su Xiaobai, and said with a playful smile: "Teacher, let's not take the car, let's walk."

"Okay~ follow closely~"

The team set off.

Along the way, students walked through the streets and alleys. The bluestone slabs with a sense of age are high and low, and they are spliced ​​together to lead the road to a new corner. When they step on it lightly, the crisp sound seems to make people hear the time.

The sky began to rain thinly, and the lead-colored curtain was crumbling. The wind blew away the raindrops, causing ripples when they fell into the stagnant water.

In the slightly hazy rain, the alleys in the south of the Yangtze River look old and vicissitudes, soaked in misty rain, poetic, distant and familiar.

The students were immersed in the gentleness of the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Looking around, they seemed to have returned to their childhood. The wind in the old alley was blowing unhurriedly, with high walls, carved eaves, and the wind gently playing with the concealed doors. , making a creaking sound.

The apricot blossoms are all gone, leaving only faded memories.Time can't tell whether it's now or the past.

At this time, a couple of lovers holding umbrellas in the rain passed by. Holding red oil-paper umbrellas, they walked in the misty Jiangnan alleys, so quiet and quiet, as if the background was removed and only the sound of rain was heard.

The boy went to the quiet flower shop in the alley, bought a bouquet of purple flowers, and gave it to the girl who was as beautiful as lilacs.

In the drizzle, the purple lilac flowers swayed gently in the rain, and the water droplets entangled in the petals, whispering, like smoke and fog, sad and beautiful, as if telling a forgotten song.

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the rhyme of the ancient alleys.The resentment is condensed in the oil-paper umbrella, and the eyes are wet and clear under the lilac flowers.The dream is closed.

The drizzle fell on the lilacs and oil umbrellas like elves, intertwined with the purple crimson. The long alleys paved with bluestones were filled with faint fireworks from the ancient city. The two of them walked by, leaving their vague memories in time.

The future passed them by, and the eyes followed the drizzle.

The purple petals were blown up by the wind, swaying and covering his sight, and then spread and flew, and the couple holding the oil umbrella also disappeared in the Qingshi alley, as if they were going far away.

(End of this chapter)