Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 38 [No.041] God God, I love you like a mouse loves rice

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Students are like this. After a few weeks of school, they always look forward to the holiday. After a long holiday, they hope that school will start earlier. The students of No. [-] Middle School happily register at the school on the last day of February against the scissors-like spring breeze.

When I arrived at the school, I was amazed at the great changes. I haven’t been here for more than a month. The outer walls of the teaching building have been repainted, and the flowers and trees have increased. The rusty flagpoles have been painted with a smooth layer of paint. The racks were all replaced with new ones, and iron railings were erected around the dog-gnawed football field-the field was closed to grow grass.

Beautiful is beautiful. Why does it feel like the school has become smaller? Many places that used to be able to sneak away to play the autumn wind are separated by walls, and the sound of mechanical operation can be heard from time to time, which is mysterious.

The changes in the classrooms surprised the students even more. It turned out that not only the exterior walls of the teaching building, but even the classrooms had been completely redecorated. The two-person, two-seater desks and chairs that had served for several generations had finally been honorably "laid off". The most important thing is that the smell of paint has not dissipated. The brand new single seater, the blackboard is not so dark, it has become a dark green glass blackboard, and the paintings of children with red scarves working on the wall have also been replaced by framed pictures. Introduced by previous scientists.

Xie Wenjun was very happy to see all these changes, progress, this is the progress of the times, and he can be regarded as a guest star of this progress. His grandma has a sense of accomplishment. Old man Zhou has to treat him to dinner again. But the key is that the leaders are thoughtful and courageous. It seems that old man Zhou is not only daring to be the first, but also very efficient.

At the opening ceremony last week, the old man was talking nonsense on the rostrum. This year, the school will create a civilized school, and strive for a few firsts. The students are chirping at the bottom, chatting about the winter vacation and the plan for the new semester. , Xie Wenjun talked upside down in the boys' team, and inadvertently glanced at Yuan Jia in the girls' team. The little girl stared at the flamboyant little boy motionlessly with her eyes spitting fire. The little boy suddenly remembered that the whole vacation seemed to be nothing. I've contacted her, but there's nothing I can do. I'm too busy, running around the computer room in the convenience store, so I don't care about the love of my children.

The long-winded old man Zhou finally finished his speech. The applause of the students was extremely warm, waiting for the dissolution. The dean stepped onto the rostrum and announced: "The new semester must have a new atmosphere and a brand-new mental outlook. It’s not very good, so we’ll do a set of radio gymnastics before disbanding.”

The students were in an uproar, but they could only follow the instructions. One by one, they raised their hands reluctantly to make room for them, and the music sounded from the small speakers: "The eighth set of radio gymnastics, starting now! The first session, stretching exercises... ..."

A group of small maggots were twisted away on the playground. The students hadn't done radio gymnastics for more than a month. Either their movements were deformed and ugly, or they simply forgot how to do it. Frowning, it is estimated that the head teachers of each class will have to strengthen their drills.

After tidying up and exercising, Xie Wenjun let go of his feet and ran to the toilet. The urine he had been holding back for a long time was finally excreted. Xie Wenjun shivered a few times in satisfaction, pulled up his pants and walked out.

"God, what are you doing standing here?" Xie Wenjun saw Yuan Jia standing angrily at the door of the men's toilet.

"Me!" Yuan Jia burst out word by word, "Annoying!"

"What's bothering you, haha," Xie Wenjun smiled, "Let's go, talk about it elsewhere."

Yuan Jia followed behind Xie Wenjun's buttocks, her little leather shoes slapped loudly, and when she saw that Xie Wenjun was about to go into the woods again, she stopped in her tracks.

"Why don't you leave? Don't worry, I... have no plans today." Xie Wenjun grabbed Yuan Jia and ran into the grove while no one was looking.

"Tell me, Miss Yuan, who bullied you."

Yuan Jia yelled and moaned, and then began to pinch Xie Wenjun with her long fingernails: "Why didn't you find me after such a long vacation."

"I..." Xie Wenjun wanted to say that I was busy, but Yuan Jia didn't know what he was doing outside, so he asked, "Then why didn't you call me? Don't you know my BP machine number?"

"You have the nerve to say that I called you 50 times on New Year's Day and you didn't reply." Yuan Jia exaggerated even more, exaggerating 10 times.

Xie Wenjun smiled and said, "Hehe, there was a problem with the paging station that day, so why didn't you call me later?"

"I don't want to fight anymore, I'm angry," Yuan Jia bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "I'm asking you something, but you are not allowed to laugh, and you are not allowed to tell others."

Xie Wenjun held back a smile and nodded.

Yuan Jia lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Why can't I control my anger when I see you? I can't see you... and... and... think..."

Xie Wenjun raised Yuan Jia's head with a chuckle, and said, "What are you thinking?"

"You scoundrel, say you're good or bad," Yuan Jia greeted Xie Wenjun with a fist, "You're the same as sister Qiaoqiao, she can't stop laughing when I say it, you're good or bad, woohoo!"

Xie Wenjun grabbed Yuan Jia's hand, and said tentatively, "You said that to Qiaoqiao, then... what did he say?"

"She just smiled and didn't speak," Yuan Jia said shyly, "Later...later she said that I...I...like you!"

Xie Wenjun supported Yuan Jia's shoulders, put his face very close, and said with a smile, "Then do you like it?"

"I...don't know, but..." Yuan Jia affirmed, "I know sister Qiaoqiao likes you."

"Oh, so that's how it is," Xie Wenjun pretended to be stunned, "Because Qiaoqiao likes me, so you, who originally liked me, have changed and don't like me."

"It's not like this, I like it." Yuan Jia blushed after she finished speaking.

"I like you too, so will you be my little wife?" Xie Wenjun asked gently.

Yuan Jia thought for a while: "Then what about Sister Qiaoqiao?"

"Uh... Qiaoqiao is a little daughter-in-law, and you are a little daughter-in-law, it doesn't matter." Of course it's okay to be a greedy little villain, but it also needs to be willing by other girls.

"You think so beautifully!" Yuan Jia patted Xie Wenjun's palm, turned around and walked away, stopped after walking a few steps, turned around, and her small face had turned into a red Fuji, "Unless... sister Qiaoqiao wants me That’s why I want to.” After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.

It's so cute, Xie Wenjun is comfortable all over, how could Qiaoqiao not be willing, it seems that a happy life is coming.

Xie Wenjun covered his chest with his hands, and said silently in his heart: God, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!
(End of this chapter)