No.70 days

Chen Yimang didn't know where he got the courage, or rather, the shame.

He actually became the representative of the Chinese class. Of course, he likes to add an attributive before "representative of the Chinese class":

Shi Rui's Chinese class representative.

He also tried to study hard. For the first time in his life, he knew how difficult Chinese is, there are so many types of wrong sentences, and dialectics of materialism and dialectical materialism turned out to be different things.

Sometimes Shi Rui would look at his report card and sigh, then smile helplessly: "How did you get into our school?"

Yes, with his level, he couldn't even pass this ordinary high school.

"Paid money to come in." Chen Yimang said in a low voice.

"It's quite honest." Shi Rui picked up the red pen and circled the "23" on the report card - that was Chen Yimang's math score.

"Your math is too weak, why don't you go outside and sign up for a supplementary class?" He frowned slightly when he said this, with a serious expression on his face.At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, he only wore a simple dark blue T-shirt, and his tight jaw and flat shoulders were all clearly visible.

"Huh?" Shi Rui raised his head and met Chen Yimang's gaze.

"I... forget about my mathematics," Chen Yimang quickly lowered his eyes, and said honestly, "If you have that energy, why don't you use it to supplement the essays."

"You kid." Shi Rui smiled again.

Chen Yimang liked to hear him say that.Only in front of Shi Rui, he felt that he was completely a child—just like Shi Rui thought: he was from a wealthy family and was well-loved, so he also had the problems of a rich second-generation kid, playful, squandering, and not enterprising.

"Last time you said you wanted to study art," Shi Rui asked again, "How is the discussion with your family going?"

"Both parents agree." Chen Yimang said.

"Well, but art transfer students need their parents' signatures. They'd better come and have an interview with me."

"They..." Chen Yimang had no choice but to continue to lie for himself, "Tomorrow they will go to Los Angeles on business, and they won't be back for a while."

"Are you so busy?" Shi Rui thought for a while, "Then you go back today and ask your parents to sign a letter of intent, and bring them tomorrow."

"Okay," Chen Yimang squeezed the textbook in his hand, "Thank you teacher."

After walking out of the office, Chen Yimang realized that his teeth were trembling, probably because of nervousness.He was really afraid that Shi Rui would say "Then let the parents call me" - where would he find someone to pretend to be the parents?

It was his own idea to study fine arts. His cultural subjects were really bad. If he wanted to go to university, it seemed that he could only rely on his specialty.After much deliberation, art is the most suitable.

There is such a day that he will seriously consider "going to college"?

It's all because of Shi Rui.Because Shi Rui said, you still need to go to college; Shi Rui said, your brain is not stupid; Shi Rui said, if you improve your ranking this time, you will be rewarded; .

Shi Rui must not have thought of it, right?Even if he reprimanded him, he was very happy.It felt like a balloon was stuffed into the left chest, very full and light.

"And then?" The netizen who took the initiative to chat with him privately from the gay dating group asked, "Are you two together?"

"How is it possible? At that time we were just a teacher-student relationship, and I didn't know he was crooked."

"Is he bent???"

"Yes," Chen Yimang hung his typing fingers on the keyboard, paused for a moment, as if mustering up a lot of courage before admitting, "I found out later that he is also crooked."

But later, he would rather not have this "later".

From the first semester of high school to the second semester of high school, Shirui taught them Chinese for more than a year.Chen Yimang heard that a girl in his class wrote him a love letter, but he didn't know if it was true or not, so of course he didn't dare to ask.Until the day of the final exam, when he was cleaning the class, he accidentally picked up a postcard—with a faint ink smell, as if it had fallen out of a book.There are only two words written on the postcard: Shi Rui.The handwriting is very beautiful.

Chen Yimang couldn't hold back anymore, so he ran to ask in a roundabout way: "Teacher, when you were in college, many girls chased you, right?"

"Why," Shi Rui looked at him with a smile, "A girl is chasing you, why don't you learn from me?"

"No...no," Chen Yimang immediately became embarrassed, "I'll just ask casually." However, he did receive a confession from the girl in the next class.

"Just ask whatever you want." Shi Rui flipped through a stack of Chinese test papers and said casually.

It was a summer afternoon, and the summer in Chongqing was so sultry that it slowed down people's thinking.Maybe because of Xia Tian, ​​he actually asked: "What if a student confessed to you?"

"Teacher-student romance violates school rules and teachers' ethics." Shi Rui said without thinking.

"But students are not your students after they graduate."

As soon as the words were spoken, the cicadas outside stopped.

——Maybe it didn't stop, but he knew he had slipped his words, his brain went blank with fright, and he couldn't hear anything.

Shi Rui slowly raised his face, looking straight at Chen Yimang.

"You think too much," he said.

From when he raised his face to when he finished speaking, the process probably took less than five seconds.

But these five seconds were extremely, extremely, extremely slow, like an endless trial, Chen Yimang didn't know how he survived.

"Then I'll go home first." In the end, he fled in despair.

"Do you think he knows what you're thinking?" the netizen asked.

"possible."

"Ah, what happened next?"

"After the summer vacation, I didn't know until the school started again that he had resigned."

"..."

A full 10 minutes later, when Chen Yimang had prepared a cup of instant coffee for himself, the other party sent another message: "It's also a good memory."

Chen Yimang stared at the word "beautiful" and smiled self-deprecatingly.

If the story between him and Shi Rui ends here, then he doesn't have to go back to Chongqing for six years.

Shirui was succeeded by a female teacher in her early 30s, who specialized in senior high school and was said to have a good teaching method.But because of art training, Chen Yimang spent most of his third year in off-campus training classes.

That year he got his first ID card, and changed his name to Chen Yimang by the way.As long as a reed is like, Ling Wanqing is at a loss, this is Shi Rui's favorite sentence in "Red Cliff Fu".

He sent two QQ messages to Shirui, the first time he asked: Why did you resign? ?

The tone is very aggressive, really like a wayward little rich second generation.

Shi Rui didn't reply.

After 16 days, he sent Shi Rui a message for the second time: Teacher, why did you resign?The classmates are very worried about you.

This time he looks like a qualified student, and Shi Rui also looks like a qualified teacher—no, he was originally.

Shi Rui: There is something wrong with my family, I have no choice but to resign, tell everyone not to worry about me, and work hard for the college entrance examination.

Chen Yimang: Teacher, are you still in Chongqing?

Shi Rui: Yes.

Chen Yimang: Okay, I will tell everyone... good night, teacher.

He thought that Shi Rui would say "good night" back, but Shi Rui didn't reply, and the QQ profile went dark.

If it ends there, that's fine too.