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Qingyi is an ancient city, divided by natural waterways, divided into Qingnan and Qingbei, and has a lot of human history.However, due to the small area and the Wunan River passing through the city like a jade belt, the monsoon climate features are obvious, and the summer is especially humid and sluggish, and it often lasts for several days without a break.

Stacks of rain clouds with uneven thickness in the sky came and went, weeping as they left, and lingered back and forth frequently as if they were reluctant to part.But it is not difficult to take back the vests and underwear that have been aired out this season. One of them is dry and smells like the sun; it is not uncommon for a few dingy fungi to grow on the mop at home. You have to take pictures and send them to Moments , it seems that people are ignorant.

Qingyi is a lazy and livable place.It is true that the development lags behind, but it is notoriously leisurely and peaceful, which is a bit like "travel and horses used to be very slow".It was inexplicably selected last year as the happiest city in the country, ranking ninth. After a short period of popularity, it is still unknown.

Li Yuan propped her chin on her elbow, stretched her forearm, and used her fingers to catch the clear raindrops dripping down from the eaves of the corridor.For a while it is a series of dense circles, and sometimes it is just three or two drops.In the rainwater of Qingyi, there is often a fishy, ​​salty and bitter taste of green moss.

There was a sound of closing the door behind him, accompanied by a respectful and soft "goodbye, teacher".

Li Yuan turned her head and tilted her head to look at Peng Xiaoman through the gap between her elbow and her armpit; the small movements of spying were not taken for granted, and looked obscene. Leaving aside this mysterious and tricky posture, what Li Yuan could see was Very complete, Peng Xiaoman from head to toe.

He is very clean and thin, and the thin summer uniform can't always hold him up.

The shoulder line of the shirt collapsed all the way to the upper arm, and there was a large gap between the fabric and the chest, so that when he walked around, he couldn't see the line and trend of the torso swing; Then, like a small elephant's trunk, it was thrown at a large part of the hip line in a daze.

So the most common scene in the corridor is the old Bentota holding a steel cup like a king, while dusting off the chalk dust on his shoulders and collar, instructing him to carry homework in front, and teasing him loudly in the back .

"Hey, I stepped on my trousers and fell on my face!"

The old Ban's real surname is Ban, Ershun's age, and the flower mirror is always in his hand. He has to shamelessly say that he is a descendant of Ban Chao, and his ancestors are glorious.He is a real native of Qingyi, he always speaks with a local accent, and even the word "he" can be pronounced round and round, like a sour plum candy in his cheek, and his chin is always ready to move forward.Fortunately, it only teaches mathematics, and Ahua carries him on his back, as long as he understands it well enough.

"I forgot to hem my trousers because of my short legs."

Peng Xiaoman was holding the hill-like exercise book steadily, and the thin layer of muscles on his arm suddenly exerted force, forming a smooth and flexible straight line; Zizi turned and kicked up, while the shooting star strode into a lotus broken stride, "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, I'll just mention it!"

You Kaifeng exchanged a few words with Li Yuan in private, and said the name Peng Xiaoman, how can I describe it, it sounds very feminine and sticky.You said that you are young and full of youth, so it is appropriate and playful to be called by this name. You are in your late [-]s and [-]s, and your temples are stained with hoarfrost.Xiao Man!

Shouldn't you panic?

You Kaifeng doesn't read books or newspapers, eats salty radishes and doesn't worry, but is more diligent than anyone else.Li Yuan hurt him and said, do you know what "Xiaoman" means, and you are just blind to this?In the so-called mid-April, those who are small and full, things are so small that they are full.It is not only a solar term, but also a wish for people to have a clear heart, and tolerance is the greatest meaning. It is the best blessing.Understand?

"Let's go."

There was a small thunder, and there was a muffled sound in the thick clouds.Peng Xiaoman pulled off the strap of his backpack, stretched out his hand out of the fence to catch a handful of drizzle, "It's raining again——hiss."

Peng Xiaoman's mouth was so big that he pulled the cracked corner of his mouth. After a sharp pain, he hurriedly crumpled his facial features like dough, and then returned his hand to press the mottled wound.

"Where are you eating noodles?" Hearing him sniff behind his back as if his teeth were sour, Li Yuan frowned playfully and took a breath, then leaned closer and lowered his head to lift his chin, "I'll show you."

He is thin, and he can feel it just by lifting his chin like this.He waved his hands, as if holding a mold made of steel skeletons. Apart from being rigid, there was only a piece of thin blue-white leather on the surface. Fortunately, it was warm and smooth, and the tentacles were slightly soft and greasy.A mass of bruises floated at the corner of his mouth like a dark cloud drifting past, rhyming with the hazy sky.

"It's very obvious, look?" Peng Xiaoman raised his head and asked him.

His pupils are brownish-yellow, and there is a thin layer of thin crescent-shaped creases on his eyelids.The eyes are entirely almond-shaped, full in the center and pointed at both ends.

"Nonsense." Li Yuan touched his knuckles, "It's as big as your mouth." He stared at his wound, and continued to laugh and mutter, "Those two hands are pretty dark."

"Black is obviously my blackness." Peng Xiaoman raised his eyelids upwards, and the thin folds disappeared in an instant, it was a very oriental little inner pair.Turning his eyes, he said: "When people are not prepared, go down and kick wherever you want. Did you see that airplane head, the one who is walking with a limp? I stepped on it, my lord."

A short stanza like a bamboo pole, opening his mouth is "my little master".

Li Yuan rubbed her index finger and thumb together with one hand, put the other hand in her pocket, and laughed after listening, "Just one bad move will drive you to hell, and your double eyelids are gone."

"It doesn't hurt, it works." Peng Xiaoman flicked the back of his tongue and raised his eyebrows. He just ate a crackling criticism, but he didn't seem too frustrated. He still half-jokingly said: "See you next time." I'll still step on those two! Anyway, Liang Zijie is tied up, if he has the ability to cripple me, it will be over if he tramples on them both."

Li Yuan saw him talking cautiously with the scar on the corner of his mouth, more than fierce and lacking in momentum, he wanted to laugh for no reason, the ninja raised his hand and pointed at the office door, "Don't pretend to be like me, turn back and walk in step, if you have the ability Don’t say the words in front of the teacher.”

"That can't be done." Peng Xiaoman pressed the tip of his nose with his hand, "The director is doing work for me, so I have to give him some thin noodles."

Li Yuan was embarrassed to sneer at him, raised her hand and hooked the backpack strap on her shoulder, "Go back when you have nothing to do." He turned around first, walked along the long and narrow corridors of the teaching building to the stairs, and took two steps. He stopped again and again, turned around and looked at Peng Xiaoman's hair: "I'm not riding a bike, please give me a ride to Shuiba Street."

Peng Xiaoman is not familiar with Li Yuan.

Ordinarily, Peng Xiaoman should not be too familiar with anyone in the second class of the second year.He was a transfer student who was transferred from another school to Luzhou No. [-] High School when the winter vacation of the second year of high school was about to end. The time he spent with them was only about three or two months.I didn't even remember the names of my classmates.But boys and girls with a vote of [-] or [-] are easy to take care of when they welcome and see off, and they don't care about playing in the city, so it's easy to get along quickly; People are also bright enough to love to laugh, refreshing and bright.

But everyone can feel that there is something hidden on this kid.It's like drawing a magic circle for myself, and building a clean and transparent glass wall, which is faintly different from myself.It's not obvious, but if you take a step forward, you can really feel it.If he intentionally asked what was wrong, the man would put a finger like a young bamboo shoot on his lips with a smile, and after silencing his voice, he would shake his head and shoulders in a funny way and make an evasive excuse.

"Guess."

Too much time to worry about other people's troubles.Guess whoever you like, Li Yuan doesn't guess.

Peng Xiaoman rides a black Giant, with black paint all over the body, always polished so brightly that it can be projected in reverse, and there is no trace of mud.But people have a unique ability to install a back seat for the car, and add a bamboo basket to the front. It was a cool means of transportation. A handful of forest daisies.

Li Yuan was convinced.

Peng Xiaoman kicked the car, pulled the navy blue raincoat hood over his head, and tightened the loop of nylon rope in the hood to cover his entire face.A small pointed cone sticks out from the back of the raincoat hat, and at first glance, it looks like the little Princess Ida in Monument Valley.

He opened the hem of the large raincoat to Li Yuan, "Come in and sit down, I'll ride a bike for you, don't worry."

Li Yuan stared at it for a moment—Zuan raincoat?

Come on.Since he was in primary school, he has never slipped through his parents' raincoat, let alone someone he doesn't know well, what a shameful gesture.

Li Yuan touched the bridge of her nose, hooked her mouth and waved her hands, and pretended to decline, "Farewell, it's okay, I'll hold an umbrella behind."

"Come on, you are holding an umbrella behind me with so much resistance, I have to fly out like a kite for you."

Li Yuan put away the three stacks of umbrellas and continued to touch the bridge of her nose. She supported the seat of the car and raised her long legs, "Forget it, I won't fight, you can just ride like this."

Reluctantly, Peng Xiaoman put his left toe on the puddle-filled ground, and his thin body supported the weight of the two of them without trembling at all. "Hey, why do you dislike me so much?" He tilted his head and smiled, quickly pulled down the rather long head curtain, paused for a while, heard two crackling sounds, leaned over the faucet and asked solemnly, "You , do you know about lice?"

"What?" Li Yuan raised her eyebrows.

"It's the kind of small, black insects that grow when people are always exposed to rain and have bacteria on their heads when they are wet. They will parasitize on the human scalp and live by sucking the blood from the human scalp. They will also grow on the hair. They lay eggs and breed more and more quickly. People who have lice will have itchy scalp, and the more itchy they scratch, the more itchy they will be. If the lice are scratched, it will bring pathogens, and once the pathogens get into the blood vessels-"

"Hey, stop!" Li Yuan waved her hand, the corners of her mouth twitched and interrupted Kepu unbearably, "I'll drill, I'll drill, my mouth hurts, don't talk, can you just stop?"

I think this person is black when cut, right?

My fucking calves are limp.

Li Yuan flung off the raincoat with one hand, stuck the three-fold umbrella covered with raindrops into her crotch with the other, and leaned in without hesitation.The dark blue raincloth swished and covered the head, as if it had suddenly darkened.Li Yuan grasped the seat and leaned closer, accidentally touching the other person's back.Peng Xiaoman's clothes were very clean, the vertical pleats on his back were like slender streams, with a faint scent of soap.The clothes were soaked by the rain, and there were a few watermarks with rough edges, blurring into a bunch of light-colored grapes.

Couldn't hold back a joke.Peng Xiaoman firmly propped up the car body with his calf, raised his back and bent his waist, and stepped on the pedal briskly following the inertia, "Are you steady? Let's go!"

The students of Luzhou No. [-] High School left cleanly.The car rode out of the main gate, and ran over a long slippery and smooth bluestone bridge every step. Under the bridge, the long and narrow Wunan River, dark blue, flowed to the sky as far as the eye could see.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Qingyi was also called Qingzhou.

At that time, a Qingzhou Zhijun surnamed Lin went to the imperial court and started to build a spacious academy with well-arranged pavilions at the head of Luzhou Island in the middle of the Wunan River.There are Qingfengyuan, Baishutang, Wenxingtai and other ingenious small wooden buildings in the courtyard. It is raining and windy, and it is a beautiful scene to look across the Wunan River on the opposite bank.

Since then, Luzhou Academy has spanned Qingyi for a hundred years, with lightning strikes and fires, and wind and rain polished it; here, the prefects of Qingzhou presided over the renovation many times, expanded the house, and repeatedly repaired it; He became famous and raised many literary giants and poets who are well-known to women and children in the history.The rich and long history of the academy has been rubbed on a stone tablet, which is stored in Baishu Hall like a treasure. The old site remains to this day, and it is the current Luzhou No. [-] High School in the south of Qingyi City, one of the few provincial key schools in Qingyi City One of them has been fighting with Qingyi Eighth Middle School all year round, winning one or two.

And because of such an elegant and beautiful predecessor, Luzhou Yigao always has a sense of simplicity and simplicity of the old system in the mouths of outsiders, and because it is located in the middle of the river, it is more like a place hidden in the forest and cannot be found. To the high recesses of the trail.The beautiful environment of the school is indeed not just nonsense, four seasons come and go, green and yellow come and go, and the security guards at the gate have to stop a bunch of long guns and short cannons to sneak in to take wedding photos someday.

But in fact, the students in this school know better than anyone else what this so-called provincial key point with a very rich background should look like—the same textbook for scholars, all of them speak the vernacular, and they all hold the same key points. The enrollment rate that is not mentioned every year makes her anxious and scratches her head.

With a touch of literati's elegance, he also emphasizes theory over literature.

Li Yuan, who was born in Qingyi and grew up in Qingyi, went all the way to high school smoothly. Because of her exceptionally good brain, she skipped the first grade and the third grade in the middle of the middle school, a small step behind her peers.But no matter how high he jumps as a seventeen or eighteen high school student, he is still in the circle, and he is still in the same place. Qingyi's scene is so clear, he can't jump out for the time being.

In the raincoat, Li Yuan touched a clump of fine stubble on the back of her neck, pricked her hands, and stared at her long legs half-curled up in the back seat, feeling uncomfortable no matter how she moved.The raindrops scattered and splashed on the upper of the shoe, and when he was thinking about how to get it up, Peng Xiaoman lifted up the raincoat with his left hand, twisted a white earphone with his right hand, and groped to Li Yuan's chest.

"Hey, do you listen?"

The body swayed from side to side slightly for a moment, and the wheels rolled out an S-shaped water stain on the asphalt road.

Li Yuan hurriedly reached out and grabbed the iron bars on the seat to maintain stability, "Let six of you sit on the main road, and there is one sitting behind you." After finishing speaking, she took the earphones and gently pulled the thin wire towards her bosom, He leaned closer and stuffed it into his right ear.

"You believe in my skills, it's great." As he said, he deliberately spread his hands for him to see.

"You still have the energy." The melody in the earphones filled my ears, and the volume was just right.Li Yuan touched her earlobe, in disbelief, "You don't have a driver's license, and you don't have any proof."

"At the school gate, next time you go to school in the morning, stand in the corridor and watch. You see, one day I press the bell and enter the school gate. The speed of life and death is 180 miles per hour, and the wheels of the car are like sparks. After reading it, you will believe it."

After Li Yuan listened, she couldn't help pressing her palms against his thin back, leaning her forehead against the back of her hands and smiling softly.

Peng Xiaoman's speed is quite slow, almost tortoise speed.He rang the crisp car bell casually, and turned into Mingxi Luzhi Alley, which was full of tall camphor trees on both sides. The crowns intersected at a high place, suddenly it was an evergreen canopy.The shops along the way are small and scattered, mostly a few square meters, private snack stalls, and occasionally two extremely hidden adult products shops.The casserole vermicelli mixed with the aroma of the beef offal soup base accidentally rushed the whole street, piercing the nostrils of a pair of passers-by, hooking the little gluttons in their stomachs.

"Hey, really, don't believe it."

Peng Xiaoman couldn't help looking back, but he couldn't see anyone, he was in a raincoat.

This afternoon, it was Peng Xiaoman and a group of students who were ambiguous who had a conflict and had a small fight. They tore and shoved all the way to the men's room on the second floor.Li Yuan happened to wash her hands and came out, Shan saw it, paused for a while to watch, and then frowned—fuck, is it reasonable to bully us two by one?

Lu saw the injustice and let out a roar.Conveniently helped him throw the opponent's old punches one by one, with extremely standard black eyes.

There was a lot of commotion, and there were a lot of spectators, and the corridors were full of crowds, clapping and applauding, blowing hooligan whistles and almost throwing money up, making it more lively than monkey jugglers on the street.As expected, the incident was reported layer by layer and there was a lot of trouble. After school, they were invited to the teacher's office one by one to listen to the training, which was also called education counseling.

The head teacher, head teacher, and other head teachers sat in a row, all frowning, looking stern, indignant, wanting to poke a hole in the desk with their fingers.

outrageous.

Are they all students?

When is it time to fight? !Don't forget that some of you are still in key classes!

Don't worry about the second half of the second semester of the second year of high school?

I take the college entrance examination for you?

The university you entered for me? !

Whether you fight or not has a half-money relationship with whether you study hard or not.Things that are out of reach can also go around in circles and return to the college entrance examination.Li Yuan's left ear went in and out of her right ear, she scratched her head casually, and looked down at the window.

Let the reason turn out the flowers, put the students in their mouths, they are sophistry, wave their hands and refuse to listen, they have to go through the process: apology, apology, warning and punishment; inspection, [-] words, handed in early in the morning, not a single word missing; The head teachers took them back and circled them carefully. At the class meeting, they should criticize and educate in a timely manner.

Murder and arson are just the old three articles, and I didn't ask your parents to give you a way to survive.

Li Yuan is not afraid of fighting, nor is she afraid of self-criticism, but thinking about it, she is both wronged and happy.He and Peng Xiaoman hadn't said such things in the front and rear tables for almost three months, and they didn't know that this little guy who looked like a chicken was quite explosive, stubborn, and fucking funny and capable of fighting.

What Peng Xiaoman listened to was the first Japanese song, Heisei singer Ayumi Hamasaki's god-level hit "myall" in the early years. The rhythm is quite strong. Li Yuan couldn't help shaking her legs along the way. Live and hum.