I don't like the world, I only like you

Chapter 2 He at the same table (1)
001
Classmate F was a legend in our school when he was studying. He had the upright face of a counter-strike in TVB, his grades were so good, and he could play the saxophone.

He is very attractive, and he is cold and indifferent to everyone.At that time, in my eyes, he was just a pretentious silent refrigerator. My dream lover was Chen Haonan, a woman who aspired to be a big brother. He followed his big brother from Causeway Bay all the way to Tsim Sha Tsui. He loved freedom all his life.

Our high school is the best middle school in the city. Only in terms of grades, the school has a rule that seats must be arranged according to grades, and our class teacher pays great attention to the sense of ceremony (it must be Cancer).So after the mid-term and final exams, we had to line up in the corridor, and the class teacher called from top to bottom with the ranking list, and only those who were called could go in and choose seats.

This experience is too bad, I think this is the most inhuman invention of mankind so far.

Classmate F is always the first to go in, but he doesn’t sit in the first row because he doesn’t like it. He likes the window seat in the fourth row, which has a wide view and is convenient for walking (zhuang) God (bi).

At that time, there was a male Wenqing in our class who didn't like to wash his hair. He liked me and wrote love poems to me enthusiastically, such as "sprinkle your grave with my blood".I was right behind him in that exam, which meant we had to sit at the same table, and I got goosebumps thinking that my grave would be sprinkled with his blood.

At that time, only student F had a vacant seat in the class—he sat alone all the time—and he enjoyed all the privileges if he got good grades in our perverted key middle school.

That was the most courageous and courageous moment in my life. I grabbed my schoolbag and fled to classmate F and sat down without any explanation.

He looked back at me, and I still remember him listening to music with his headphones on.I smiled awkwardly at him.He just looked at me blankly and didn't speak until the disc in the CD player finished playing.

"Jay Chou?" I accosted him.

At that time, Jay Chou was very popular, and his songs were playing all over the street.

Student F turned on the CD player with a snap, changed the disc, put on the earphones again, and said coldly: "The Beatles."

That's how we became tablemates.

Several years later, recalling this passage, I said, "Can't you be kinder to your new tablemate?"

"I'm sorry," he said very apologetically, "after all, no one knew at the time that it was my wife who sat down."

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Classmate F especially cherishes words when he speaks. If he can use monosyllable words, he never uses disyllabic words. If he can use words, he never uses sentences.

He learned saxophone for a while when he was a child, because of his withdrawn personality, my mother-in-law once suspected that he had autism.I happened to know a very famous saxophone teacher, so I asked F to learn from him, mainly hoping that he could make more friends.

It didn't take long for the teacher to sue him, saying that he didn't fit in.

The mother-in-law decided to talk to him.

"Son, how many people study with you?"

"4, 5."

"How are people?"

"good."

"Did you have a good time?"

"No."

"You should take the initiative to talk to others and communicate more with your classmates. You can also invite them to come to your house as guests."

"No."

Dumb Gourd shook his head seriously.

My mother-in-law broke down, "Why?"

Poor gourd replied confidently: "Playing the saxophone, my mouth is empty."

Later, my mother-in-law told me about this passage, and I laughed so hard on the sofa that I said that Mom should let him learn ballet.

Someone passed by with a glass of water and rolled a huge white eye at both of us.

003
I had a pretty major surgery in junior high, and I couldn't feel my entire back for several years because of nerve damage from the surgery.I rarely mention it, and almost no one knows about it.

One day during self-study, everyone was bored, and the girl behind me played guessing characters on the back of his deskmate on a whim.

She played a few rounds and suddenly asked me to sit upright, and began to write on my back with great interest.I was dumbfounded because I didn't feel anything at all.

I shook my head and said I didn't know, she wrote another one, but I still shook my head.

She didn't believe it, and said you pretended it was so simple, how could you not guess it?

That moment was really embarrassing, I couldn't justify it without an explanation, and it was very troublesome to explain, I was at a loss for a while.

At this moment, classmate F, who seldom participated in our topic, suddenly said: "Let me come."

At that time, I was not very familiar with him. Although we were at the same table, we seldom talked.He is an iceberg of ten thousand years. Everyone was shocked when he spoke at that time. Is Genius Jun wanting to have fun with the people?

Regardless of whether I agreed or not, he raised his hand and wrote on my back.

Of course I didn't know, but because everyone was very excited about F's participation, they stared at me in unison. It seemed embarrassing for me to say that I didn't know, so I casually said a word, which was his last name.

Who knew he was right.

I'm so shocked!Can you guess right? !
Then he wrote another word.I guessed my last name at random.

He seemed to smile, and said in a low voice, "Well, yes."

The girl in the back seat was puzzled and said, "I don't look like it."

No one continued to pursue it, everyone continued to chat, and I just got away with it.

I still don't know what F was writing at the time.

It was only later that I found out that he knew that I had undergone an operation. The school organized a physical examination before. On the day the physical examination report was issued, I asked for leave and left it on the table. He glanced at it and silently remembered it.

004
If F is Mr. "Remember at a glance", I am Miss "Can't remember after a few glances".

I'm bad at math and he's good at math.During the exam, he did the questions very fast, and he basically finished it in half an hour. Then he looked out of the window with his chin in a daze, and I took the opportunity to stealthily copy a few of his questions.

I comforted myself while copying. The Bible says that it is more blessed to give than to receive. I am not cheating, I am helping student F to accumulate happiness capital.

Usually the process is like this:

(I sneak a glance) ACBCD, BCAAD, well, remember.

(Concentrating on writing) BCAAD, BC... What's next?forget!
(Another furtive glance) Oh oh, BCAAD...

(Write down) Wait, is the last one B or D?Did not see clearly.

Taking another peek, I found that someone actually folded the paper!
Looking up, he was silent, staring at me with contempt.

I shrank back with a dry laugh, trying to remember whether it was B or D, but I couldn't remember it alive or dead.

Then I heard him say coldly: "It's D."

……

He complained: "I don't even know how to copy, just forget about being stupid."

I endured the humiliation and pretended not to hear.

005
Classmate F is the representative of the mathematics class. When we were not at the same table, we basically had no intersection, but there was one thing that impressed me deeply.

Once when handing out math papers, the teacher divided the papers into two piles, one pile was passed and handed over to F, and the other pile was failed and the teacher distributed it by himself.I was naturally in the failing stack.

When it was sent to me, the teacher said with disgust: "Such a simple multiple-choice question is only correct for four, even if I teach it to a pig, it will learn it."

F held the paper and walked up to me, glanced at it, and refuted it for me with a sense of justice: "She was right about five things."

The teacher couldn't get off the stage, and the whole class let out an ambiguous "wow~~"

From then on, I got another nickname, "Wudao".

Later, when I came to Beijing to work, the company happened to be in Wudaokou, which was a curse like a god.

Speaking of this incident, student F has no impression at all, and has no idea that my nickname is due to him.

However, classmate F's math class representative was dismissed after a few months. The reason is that this guy is face-blind, can't remember his name, and the papers are always sent to the wrong person.

006
I like Jay Chou very much. One year he came to our city to hold a fan club. The organizers received receipts at [-]:[-] p.m., and fans started queuing up at [-]:[-] noon. From afar, you could see a group of people standing there holding KT banners, talking to illegal fans. Like a rally.

I thought about skipping class to grab tickets and asked F to help, but he disagreed.

Regardless of whether he agreed or not, I ran away anyway and sent a text message to the class teacher, saying that I was in physical pain and asked for leave to go home.

Unexpectedly, my brother had a sudden kindness that day, and took the initiative to ask for leave for me, saying that my leg was injured and went to the hospital. (I have been a professional cheater than my brother for 20 years.)
Classmate F said he didn't care, but couldn't bear to help when the situation came to an end, so he rushed to tell the head teacher that I had a fever and went home.The teacher in charge immediately became angry, patted the table and said, "She sent me a text message saying that she was going home due to physical pain! Her brother told me that she broke her leg and went to the hospital! Now you come to say that she has a fever, what is she doing?" went?!"

According to eyewitnesses, F was stunned for a second, really only for a second, and then said without changing his face: "She fell off the horizontal bar during her menstrual period with a high fever and her mother took her to the hospital. .”

During the whole process, the face did not blush, which is simply breathtaking.Afterwards, I heard about this passage, and I patted him on the shoulder and said, young man, it’s a pity that you were born in China. If you were born in the Golden Triangle, you would definitely be the leader of a criminal gang who wouldn’t change his expression if he put a gun to his forehead.

(End of this chapter)