When He Smiles - Chapter 11

To be honest, no one likes exams, and Meng Shengnan does the same. But at the end of that year, she was counting days every day. I was thinking about it, wishing to fly to the examination room in the next second, and I could see him when I looked up.

On the morning of the exam, she deliberately wore the red down jacket she bought at the ceremony.

I met Xue Lin on the way to school, and the girl smiled and glanced at her several times.

“What are you doing in such a good-looking dress, Meng Shengnan?”

She pursed her mouth and smiled shyly, worrying about being found out about her, so she was busy with excuses to leave. I walked quickly on the road, slowing down until the door of the classroom, and I became nervous again.

She peeked in, but he hadn’t come yet.

Meng Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief, went in pretending to look for his own seat, and turned a big circle, and found that he was sitting diagonally behind him. She pressed her anxiety back to her seat number, and then stared at the direction of the door from the corner of her eye, concealing her inner tension and turning her pen.

It’s the same opening remark again.

With a smirk at the door, a few boys walked in with their backs on their shoulders. All the candidates in this classroom are the countdown in the school, and they are almost at the exam point, and they just rushed over one by one.

Meng Shengnan lowered his head slightly to look at the Aoki desktop.

In the aisle, he just passed her seat lazily with his hands in his pockets, and walked to the last row, the two of them were arranged in a Chinese chess pattern. The boy named Shi Jin then sat behind her. The teacher is already opening the exam questions, and they are still talking about it. Quite interesting, her nervousness didn’t come from the upcoming exam, but from the person who sat obliquely behind her, and just a low laugh could make her blush, heartbeat, and her heart turned overwhelming.

She lowered her head and pretended to look at the desktop and listened to them.

Shi Jin reminded: “You choose to write a larger inscription in a while, so I can see it.”

“Don’t blame me if you’re wrong.”

“Am I that person?”

The boy laughed: “Sorry brother, I really didn’t think you were not.”

“by.”

The test of Chinese in that section.

Meng Shengnan almost answered the complete set of papers with a smile. The invigilator went out after a while, and the classroom was noisy. Although he didn’t dare to be too presumptuous, the whispering phenomenon was too serious.

Shi Jin whispered: “What is the fourth choice?”

“See it for yourself.”

“Am I clairvoyant?”

Chi Zheng turned the paper to the first page, and then held it to shake. Shi Jin saw it clearly all at once.

“Damn, you did it very fast.”

Chi Zheng cast him a faint glance.

Shi Jin: “Fill in the verse, what is the previous sentence of Wang Dichun’s heart to Cuckoo?”

“do not know.”

Shi Jin frowned, looking around.

Meng Shengnan is writing an essay, and he feels poked behind his back.

She turned her head.

Shi Jin looked at her with a smile, “Classmate, can you copy yours?”

Meng Shengnan was so blatant when he encountered this for the first time. She glanced at his papers, oh, the ten empty lines in the verse wrote ‘feather fan and sacred scarf, between the chat and the laughter, the ash vanished in smoke’-there was one other word that was wrong.

She blinked, and she saw the boy obliquely behind him writing with a pen without lifting his head.

Meng Shengnan asked Shi Jin: “Which sentence?”

Shi Jin smiled, “Neither.”

She glanced at him, turned around and handed him the paper of her verse. Shi Jin thanked him with excitement, and did not forget to call Chi Zheng after he finished copying: “Brother, hey, look here.”

Chi Zheng looked over lazily and sneered.

Shi Jin: “If you want it, call me brother.”

“Fuck.”

Meng Shengnan slowly laughed when he listened to the swear word.

As soon as the Chinese exam bell rang, the classroom went crazy.

Meng Shengnan is packing his pencil case.

Shi Jin stopped her, “Thank you classmate, which class are you in?”

“Wen (4).”

“Yeah, a literary student?”

Meng Shengnan nodded.

The boy from the oblique rear slowly walked over. Meng Shengnan just finished cleaning up and turned around and left.

Shi Jin gave a “tsk” and looked at the person in front of him.

“You scared people away when you came.”

Chi Zheng raised his eyes.

“This girl’s short hair is pretty, and she writes well.”

Chi Zheng was too lazy to reply.

The two talked and walked out.

Shi Jin asked: “By the way, how did you answer the last question after reading?”

“When did you love studying so much?”

“That question is very interesting, just ask you.”

Chi Zheng lit a cigarette as he walked: “Which one?”

“Just what willow trees and peach blossoms does that sentence reflect the author’s mood?”

Chi Zheng laughed.

“Laugh!”

Chi Zheng took a mouthful of cigarettes, “How the **** do I know how he is feeling?”

“Fuck!”

There was only two hours between noon breaks. Meng Shengnan ate a bowl of noodles in an off-campus restaurant and went back to school. There was no one in the examination room quietly, and she sat in her original position. It was already one o’clock at that moment.

By the afternoon of the English test, she was in a daze except for memorizing words.

It was not very cold that day, and coupled with the heating in the classroom, Meng Shengnan looked a little bored in the down jacket. When Chi Zheng and Shi Jin came, she looked up and saw that they both wore very thin clothes. What’s more, Chi Zheng was still wearing a single coat with a zipper open, and a thin gray shirt inside.

The two are chatting.

Shi Jin said: “It’s over.”

Chi Zheng: “Are you ill, are you?”

Shi Jin: “I’ve got a big head when I see English, hey, let me say, how many points do you plan to make this time?”

Chi Zheng touched his nose and chuckled lightly.

Shi Jin’s lips raised: “Yes, don’t make another 27 points.”

Chi Zheng didn’t speak, and went straight to his feet: “Get out of my way.”

“Don’t, how can you play with Li Yan if you are angry?”

Chi Zheng smiled badly, “You have to ask her about this.”

“by!”

With such a hippie smile, Meng Shengnan blushed and made trouble. After the English test began, she gradually calmed down. She made it to the end in one breath. There was still more than half an hour to see the time. She checked the front questions, painted them on the answer sheet one by one, and then began to write the composition.

Shi Jin behind him grinned, “What a problem!”

After Meng Shengnan finished writing the composition, he turned his head and glanced obliquely behind him—he actually slept on the table! It seems that those 27 points are indeed worthy of the name. Meng Shengnan turned his head back again, earnestly answered all the questions and waited for the bell to ring. Not knowing why something was wrong, she wiped her hand down her nose.

Oh, it’s all blood.

Another rush to find toilet paper to stop the bleeding.

“That classmate, are you okay?” The invigilator has walked over.

The nosebleeds seemed to be opened and couldn’t stop. Meng Shengnan wiped the blood with one hand and tore the toilet paper with the other. It is also awkward to prevent blood from dripping on the exam paper and splashing on the clothes. Someone in the classroom was already watching, and she wanted to find a hole to go in.

“Why don’t you go and wash?” the teacher said.

Meng Shengnan thought for a while, nodded, stood up in a panic while holding his nose and walked out. She flushed the toilet many times under the faucet, and stood there quietly. The exam was not over yet, and the surroundings were too quiet. Meng Shengnan closed his eyes fiercely, wanted to shout, and held back. It was really embarrassing just now, and I don’t know if he woke up and saw it.

For a while, I didn’t have the courage to go back to the classroom.

It was also at that meeting, Shi Jinzheng glanced at Meng Shengnan’s answer sheet, and was delighted to copy it. As soon as the last stroke was made, the girl came in. Shi Jin recovered as if he was okay, and he whispered, “Is it okay, classmate?”

Meng Shengnan smiled flattered and shook his head. Yu Guang glanced at the boy who was still sleeping on his stomach, and then looked away. The few exams after those two days were still as calm as water. The exam room was unguarded. The invigilator held a chair at the door to bask in the sun and glanced in from time to time. Almost everyone quickly changed from whispering to a serious sitting. Sit upright.

She still didn’t dare to face him directly, her heart would beat.

Liberal arts subjects only have the same test questions in Chinese and foreign languages. There are only seven liberal arts students in their exam room, and the teacher issues papers separately. So on the second day of the examination of political history, Shi Jin couldn’t copy a single word. He could only watch Meng Shengnan’s answer fully and without the power to restrain the chicken.

At the end of the final exam, the school suddenly became crazy.

As soon as the bell rang, Meng Shengnan deliberately dangled for a while. In the end, they did not grind, and he came out of the examination room ahead of time after handing in the papers, and then took a sneak peek. The boy turned his back to her and was talking fiercely with others. She breathed slowly and walked away.

Waiting for Qi Qiao at the school gate.

The girl ran over with a smile, put her arms around her neck and asked, “Shall we go to the waves?”

“Are you not with Song Jiashu?”

“He wants to play rock and roll with a few classmates, so I won’t go.”

Meng Shengnan looked at her several times: “You are a little strange today.”

“how?”

“Usually Song Jiashu is long and Song Jiashu is short, but now it’s – have you quarreled?”

Qi Qiao squashed her mouth, took her hand off her neck, and fell dejected: “It’s boring to be seen by you so quickly.”

Meng Shengnan smiled.

“dare you laugh?”

“Do you cry?”

“Is it a friend?”

“Yeah, what does that have to do with my laugh?”

Qi Qiao: “…”

Meng Shengnan patted her on the back: “Don’t worry, I guarantee that he will find you tonight.”

“Really?”

“Ok.”

“What if not?”

“Then divide it.”

Qi Qiao: “…”

When I went to the mall with Qi Qiao that day, Meng Shengnan went home early. The ceremony prepared a table of dishes and waited for her, while Meng Jin was sitting on the sofa watching the news. The smell of fried chicken comes out.

Meng Shengnan walked to the dining table without putting his schoolbag, and was beaten upright by the ceremony as soon as he touched his hand.

“Eat without washing your hands?”

She giggled.

As a result, the chicken legs gnawed halfway, and the home phone rang.

She wiped her hands and ran to pick up: “Hello?”

Laughing bloomed over there.

Meng Shengnan was speechless: “Aren’t you afraid of becoming stupid at night?”

“With him, I am not afraid.”

“Yeah, okay?”

Qi Qiao laughed again: “He will take me out tomorrow.”

In the atmosphere of the upcoming New Year, Meng Shengnan finally realized what it’s like to have a boyfriend by his girlfriend spreading dog food every day. She looked back at the ceremony and Meng Jin on the dinner table, smiled, and didn’t know what she was talking about.

“Are you okay tomorrow?” Qi Qiao asked.

“what’s happenin?”

“go together?”

“Qi Xiaoqiao, is your invitation sincere or fake?”

“I just mean it.”

“cut.”

Qi Qiao smiled.

The two chatted a few more words, Meng Shengnan hung up the phone and went back to the dinner table. The ceremony stopped talking, put a fried chicken in her bowl, and asked, “Is it Jojo?”

“Ok.”

“Do you get the notice next week?”

Meng Shengnan nodded: “Next Friday.”

“At that time, discuss with Qiaoqiao where the two of you are going to have fun.”

Meng Shengnan thought for a while: “Let’s talk about it then.”

That week, Meng Shengnan stayed at home. She wants to read all the books she borrowed from the library, and occasionally turns on the computer to write stories when she has inspiration. Sunlight came in through the windows, both inside and outside the house.

The Penguin ticked, and someone went online.

Qunli Jiang Lang Caijin and Guihuafu discuss from Haizi’s poems to Fourier fantasy, from Schrödinger’s cat discussions to Einstein’s parallel universe. This IQ, Meng Shengnan feels ashamed. I wanted to meet for the first time in the hotel arranged by the Shanghai New Concept Organizing Committee. Jiang Lang only talked about gender, male love, female, and goddess Audrey Hepburn. When the ghost painting Fu Lu Huai came up, he directly turned off the hit drama Xiao Li Feida. The reason was that Li wanted to look like Jiao Enjun sixty points after every night in the house.

One by one, it’s really fun.

The grand ceremony downstairs was talking to Aunt Kang across the wall, and there were children in the alley playing lip-synching cannons.

listen.

Broad sea and sky.

The mountains are high and the water is long.