Grow up together

Chapter 24 52 Hertz
The Cultural Corner in the East Building is considered a remote place in Experimental Primary School, so there were not many people who noticed the contents of the Cultural Corner at the beginning, maybe only a few sporadic ones, but after a class fermented, students came here to worship the great god. They gradually began to increase.

After the first class, there were dozens of them, and by the end of the second class, there were hundreds of them. There were three floors inside and three floors outside. The short ones stood on tiptoe and squeezed forward, but they could only look at it in despair. Looking at the back of the countless heads in front.

Scenes like this often appear at airports where fans pick up idols, or at sales conferences where a certain drug is unstoppable. Music festivals, concerts, and signings should not appear in this culture that was born only for formalism horn.

Coincidentally, after the second class was the flag-raising ceremony, the very familiar melody of "March" echoed in the campus. According to the usual practice, each class has to assemble the team within 5 minutes. The students in the queue wear bright red scarves on their chests.

But today's queue was short of people visible to the naked eye. The dean's face turned cold in an instant, and the principal beside him frowned dissatisfied.

It is not difficult to find out where the students are going. The dean asked the answer in a few sentences. He carried a thermos cup and rushed to the cultural corner aggressively, reprimanding the group of children for not being sensible enough to hang around here. The flag was raised, and the students in the back row ran a few times, but the crowd did not loosen.

If it was one or two children, he would be afraid of being said a few words by him, but the so-called three people become a tiger, and they have already assembled into a large group, so they don't like him at all.

"Isn't this the blackboard newspaper of our class? Who made it, it's awesome!"

"Why is it so sad after reading it? It's so sad."

"Stay away, don't rub it!"

"let me see!"

Under the sprint of the teaching director, the noisy crowd branched out from the middle. When he walked to the blackboard and saw the content on it, he was also stunned for several seconds.

"No wonder."

In the third class, homeroom teacher Zhu Ziqian walked into the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], and the chaotic classroom fell silent instantly. She looked around the classroom, and finally her eyes rested on Jiang Yulu.

"Jiang Yulu, who made the blackboard newspaper in our class last week?"

Jiang Yulu, who was named, stood up, the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

"It's Yu Yu."

Hearing this name, the expression on Zhu Ziqian's face changed again and again, and Jiang Yulu saw it in her eyes, feeling a sense of relief that her revenge had been avenged.

Humph, teacher, is this the good student you let us learn?It seems to be nothing more than that.

However, Zhu Ziqian's next sentence caught her by surprise, "This issue of the blackboard newspaper is very good. In the meeting just now, the principal personally selected our class as this week's civilized class. Keep up, and strive to win honor for the class in all aspects."

There was thunderous applause in the class, mixed with applause. The students turned their heads and searched for a long time before they found Yu Yu who had half of his head hidden under the table.

Although they don't mention it, in fact, in the bottom of every student's heart, class honor is very important. However, no one thought that the transfer student who was out of tune with everyone would quietly bring such an honor to the class. A great gift.

"Our class hasn't taken the civilized class for a few weeks?"

"Thanks to Yu Yu this time."

"Did Yu Yu actually make it? Just after class, Li Fang and I went to see it. It's so beautiful!"

Yu Yu, who was promoted from the little transparent in the class to the hero in a while, felt quite uncomfortable, blushing and buried his head in the table.

Xu Cheng looked at this scene with a smile, inexplicably thinking that an ostrich would bury its head in the ground when it was afraid, so it seemed particularly funny to look at Yu Yu beside him.

The only one who felt that something was wrong was Jiang Yulu. Why did I feel that the development of the plot was completely different from the script I wrote?Did I make a mistake? Hey!

However, what was even more surprising was that when Zhu Ziqian asked in surprise if Yu Yu had completed it alone, Yu Yu, who had always been taciturn, suddenly stood up and shook his head vigorously.

Her voice was trembling with fear, her hands were tightly clenched into fists, and she seemed to use up all her strength in just a few words, "It was drawn by Xu Cheng, and I wrote the words."

It's tinny, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

All eyes in the classroom turned to the "he" Yu Yu mentioned, while Xu Cheng just sat in his seat calmly, as if nothing happened.

There was another commotion in the class, only Li Qiuyang had an expression that I had expected a long time ago, that ordinary boy who was usually amiable in class and had mediocre grades, when he made a move, he was amazing.

Jiang Yulu waited until get out of class was over like sitting on pins and needles. She really wanted to see what happened for herself. What kind of great work did her little girl's revenge unintentionally lead to?

The bell for the end of get out of class had just rang, and the cultural corner was already full of observations by the whole school.

When she struggled through the crowded crowd, and finally waited until the head in front of her was removed, a majestic scene appeared in the middle of the black gap.

Tranquility, profundity, pathos, and loneliness make one meditate on a May breeze blowing across a lake, whales singing in the depths of the sea, and the cosmic starry sky shining.

Amidst the crowd's pushing and shoving, Jiang Yulu couldn't help but take a few steps forward, her vision became clearer, and she finally had a clear view of the blackboard newspaper.
It was a big fish swimming in the blue ocean.

For a moment, Jiang Yulu felt as if there was an electric current spreading from the back and limbs all the way to the top of the forehead, and the numb feeling exploded from the center of the scalp, accompanied by the strong impact of the big fish in front of him, densely rippled to the head Diffusion spread.

It was as if a gigantic high wave engulfed her and sank into the deep blue ocean. Then the big fish that almost spanned the entire blackboard really came alive. In front of that huge body, for the first time What it feels is its own insignificance instantly, but it doesn't care, it just wanders in the deep sea water at a speed of thousands of miles, singing its own whale song.

If the pictures give life to this blackboard newspaper, then the content on it really endows it with soul, and the beautiful colorful handwriting is like a preface to this lonely Wang Hai.

"A well-known Zen monk asked: What does the applause of one hand look like?"

"The answer is: it can resonate with '52 hertz'."

"In 1992, a whale with a peculiar call was detected in the northern waters of the Pacific Ocean."

"Some people poetically refer to the sounds made by whales as whale songs, which are the way whales communicate with each other."

"The vocal frequency of ordinary whales is generally between 15 Hz and 40 Hz, but the vocal frequency of this whale is 52 Hz, so people named it 52 Hz whale, also called Alice."

"For more than 20 years, Alice has never been in the company of other whales. She just swims alone in the endless ocean. Because she is the only whale in the world that sings at this frequency, other whales can't understand it, or even can't hear it at all. the sound it makes."

"He's the loneliest whale in the world."

Jiang Yulu's chest continued to rise and fall, and her pupils vibrated violently. Like countless others, under the impact of the tsunami in this scene, she also seemed to have turned into that lonely whale, seeing a certain moment that was not captured by others. understand yourself.

Every child used to be lonely, but how can there be no moments of loneliness in the future life?
Eat the buffet alone, and when you come back to pick up the meal, you find that the plate has been taken away by the waiter. You go to buy a drink alone, but the second cup is half price. Cheng's movie, from your name to see Ling Ya's journey
Alice, who sings the 52 Hz whale song in the deep sea, let everyone see the loneliness deep in her heart.

Childhood will go away with the songs, and the spring of 02 will eventually become a bubble in the memory of countless people.

Many years later, when the students of the Experimental Primary School have changed from one batch to another, those who have graduated and lived in every corner of society for many years, recalling their childhood, always think of the big dog cruising in the cultural corner. fish.

Jiang Yulu would be amused by her childish behavior when she was a child.

And Yu Yuhui will always remember that flower rain season with the fragrance of peach blossoms, a figure descended from the sky and redeemed himself.

That memory was deeply engraved into the best time, and the resilience of the whale named Alice also inspired every lonely heart.

a few days later.

"It is said that Neptune wants to submerge the continent. In order to save mankind, the whale made a deal with Neptune, willing to give up a few pieces of land to mankind with his loneliness, so the voice of the whale is lonely."

"Where did you see so many stories?"

Lin Wanzhou took the tissue that Xu Cheng handed her, wiped the corners of her eyes, "Xu Cheng, can you not make Alice so lonely, every time I think about it, I feel so sad."

Xu Cheng was stunned, "Uh, I don't have that ability, but"

He stood up, recalling fragments of memory from the future.

"Maybe one day, the same 52 Hz whale song can be caught in the ocean, maybe Alice will teach her singing to other whales, maybe she will really no longer be alone."

(End of this chapter)