Chapter 21
Chapter 21
On the night of New Year's Day, the piercing wind came in through the broken window of the auditorium, piercing through everyone's muscles, and from time to time some people gritted their teeth and shivered.
The auditorium was built in the period, with two floors, blue bricks and black tiles, and long grass on the roof. Except for the two rows of small glass window lattices that are combined in four or five horizontal and vertical combinations, they will be painted with blue paint from time to time, showing a new atmosphere. Every brick and tile looks very broken.
Liu Dao and his class stipulated that everyone should wear a white shirt. Liu Dao first put on a thick sweater inside, and then covered a white shirt outside.
For as long as he can remember, he has been helping out in the fields every summer. When he was very young, he helped pick up the fallen ears of rice. When he was older, he also helped his grandfather with some heavy work. The sun was shining for a long time, and he usually didn't have time. When the white came back, it was black again, and I didn't know if it could be whiter in the future. Although he doesn't pay much attention to his skin color, he is a little unhappy that his dark skin is not suitable for wearing white clothes, which makes him appear darker.
He changed his clothes, raised his sleeves and glanced left and right. Although the new clothes made him uncomfortable, they fit him well. He asked Min Liangping, "Brother Min, am I even darker than you?"
Min Liangping was smoking, and when he heard Liu Dao's question, he put out the cigarette butt, looked at him carefully for a few seconds, and said solemnly, "Sloppy. You were dark when I first met you."
In Min Liangping's impression, Liu Dao, who had just met, was dark and thin at that time, and he was malnourished at first glance, much like a half-year-old who had been starving at the construction site for several months. Black dog, wandering all day, doing nothing.
"Then what kind of black did you just meet me?" Liu Dao began to wear cotton-padded clothes.
"Did Hei Xuanfeng know? Li Kui, you are as black as he is." Min Liangping crossed his waist, wearing a cotton-padded jacket of the same color as Liu Dao. He pushed open the door, "Okay, let's go!" In the
winter evening, compared to the daytime, there was a little more dampness. Across the riverbed and fields, a row of lights in a town not far away was reflected, and Liu Dao was carrying it. The schoolbag, reluctantly walked out of the door, and when he arrived, he shouted: "You are Li Kui." He ran away in a flash.
As soon as Liu Dao arrived at the school gate, he bumped into Wang Xiaopang, Wang Xiaopang pouted, gave him a sideways glance, ignored him, and walked straight into the school gate.
Liu Dao heard that this kid has changed his ways now, no longer messing around with a bunch of younger brothers all day, but he has even started studying. It seems that he is determined to put a stop to the past.
Liu Dao admired this kind of person very much, and easily abandoned the past, changed his mind, and became a new person. When he thought about it this way, Wang Xiaopang didn't seem to be so annoying anymore.
Liao Ting secretly stuffed a bottle of hot milk into Liu Dao's table, just in time when Liu Dao caught her bending over and staring at her table.
Liu Dao was embarrassed, turned his face away, and took a few steps back silently.
His little roommate closed the book, wearing pink anti-dirt sleeves on the sleeves of his pink cotton coat, and patted Liao Ting's arm: "Liao Ting, do you like Liu Dao?"
" Do you like it?" "What are you kidding?" She explained in a panic, "I, I have something to ask him."
Liu Dao's little roommate smiled and continued to read.
All these words were heard by Liu Dao. When Liao Ting left, she saw Liu Dao standing by the side window and looking out. She was very embarrassed and ran away.
Liu Dao lingered by the trash can at the back of the classroom for a long time before returning to his seat. He lowered his head and looked into the table. A bottle of milk came into view. He touched it, it was hot.
Liao Ting did all these things because of her mother's instructions and wanted to set up Min Liangping's phone number.
Liu Dao let go of the warm glass bottle, the class bell rang, and the bald Li walked in on time, instructing everyone to move the small benches to the auditorium.
Bald Li Luck is very fascinated. One of their class's programs is in the middle and late stages, and the other is in the penultimate. This also means that they have to be nervous and blow the cold wind for a long time.
The teacher who acted as a judge sat in the front row, the small stove was ready, and each class sat in turn. At the end of the auditorium, almost all parents were uninvited. Liu Dao turned his head to look behind him, all the faces of adults were unfamiliar, and there was no Min Liangping.
In the first half of the party, everyone obeyed the rules, and even though it was the most disdainful show at their age with the most obvious symptoms of the second disease outbreak, it was vulgar and unpopular, and they still watched it seriously.
At the middle stage, people are tired and cold, and many classes have finished acting. Those who are daring and fat have already slipped out of the fence and gone to their own world.
Class three and four are especially rampant. Many people in their class don't like to study, and there are not a few girls who slip out. Some are particularly rebellious, falling in love with gangsters outside the school, and they look vigorous.
The chorus of Liu Dao's class also ended, everyone wrapped up in their cotton-padded clothes, and some people planned to escape. But the bald Li was very conscientious. He stayed behind the class distribution point all night, and from time to time, he walked over to check, one by one, to see if anyone was escaping.
Liu Dao was looking forward to waiting in a listless state. There was only one show away from them. They stood in the backstage and said something indifferent to each other. Anyway, they just didn't know what to say, nonsense, how to decompress and talk about themselves.
When they came to the stage, everyone stood in formation, the music played slowly, and they began to perform sign language dance. Liu Dao's eyes never dared to look under the stage, but Bald Li specially invited one of his former students, that little boy. My sister heard that she is already a dance teacher. When she was teaching, she kept emphasizing that everyone must watch the stage, have eyes, and interact with the audience!
Liu Dao was dizzy, and performed the show according to the script, occasionally glanced at the audience, and quickly retracted his gaze.
Wait a minute, how did he just see a person who looks like Min Liangping?
He dared to look under the stands, the physical education teacher was driving the camera to record, and there was a taller man standing beside him.
Liu Dao withdrew his gaze, his expression was very stiff. He performed and sang while doing three things at the same time. He thought, that person was really Min Liangping, and he also had a camera in his hand. Liu Dao had never seen him use a camera.
After Liu Dao stepped down, Min Liangping was gone. Liu Dao regretted that he didn't watch people.
When the party was over, Bald Li asked the whole class to gather on the playground. It would be colder and louder, everyone would stand in line reluctantly, and the night was sluggish, and Bald Li didn't nag. He said a few old words on such occasions, and let everyone Disbanded, go to bed early.
Liu Dao put the stool back at the organizing committee and jumped downstairs.
Min Liangping was right at the gate of the school, and he didn't know where he got a broken bicycle to ride. Beside him was Liao Ting, who was holding the bicycle.
Liao Ting was shivering from the cold. A girl's mind is always delicate and strange. Liao Ting didn't want to wear a sweater under her shirt, it must look bloated. Strangely distressed. So, she only came to school wearing a shirt and cotton coat.
Min Liangping didn't know that Liu Dao was wearing a sweater under his shirt, and he was afraid that he would freeze, so he ran to give him clothes, and took a few photos by the way.
Liao Ting said: "Uncle, are you picking up Liu Dao?"
Min Liangping nodded. He didn't want to talk to Liao Ting, but she was too cold and kept shaking, so he stretched Liu Dao's clothes forward and said: "Little girl, wear it, I think you are very cold."
Liao Ting knew that it was Liu Dao's clothes, but she still refused.
Min Liangping said it again, and then she put on the jacket of the person she liked. It was probably washed clothes, and there was only a faint smell of soap.
Liao Ting bowed to Min Liangping and said thank you, and saw Liu Dao come over.
Liu Dao noticed that Liao Ting was wearing her own coat, covering her whole body. And, she has a notebook in her hand.
Min Liangping said, "Little girl, we're going back, so you can go back too!"
Liao Ting nodded, gathered up her clothes, and said, "Thank you, Liu Dao, goodbye!" got on the bicycle and left.
Liu Dao was messed up in the wind for a while.
Min Liangping glanced at the back seat and motioned to him: "Come up."
Only then did Liu Dao sit on the back seat of the bicycle with one hand on Min Liangping's shoulder.
He asked, "Why is she wearing my clothes?"
Min Liangping told him what happened before and after, and Liu Dao didn't say a word while he was talking.
"What's the matter? You're lethargic." Min Liangping asked him while riding his bicycle, "It's not like this when you go out."
Liu Dao answered the question: "You really did, you took all my clothes out to pick up girls."
"How? Learn it. If you want to pick up girls, this is a good trick." Min Liangping didn't forget to tease Liu at this time Knife.
Liu Dao ignored him again.
Min Liangping thought to himself, this kid must not be wearing a sweater. He froze all night and someone else wore the jacket he got. He was sulking by himself. He stopped, took off his clothes, draped it over Liu Dao's head, and wrapped him around him.
"Don't be angry, big brother's clothes are for you."
They started on the road again. Liu Dao saw Min Liangping's back trembling across the rough knitted sweater. He didn't know if it was because of the cold or because the bike was too swaying on the road.
Liu Dao pinched the bone on his shoulder: "You are so old, and you still learn to eat tender grass."
"Bah!" Min Liangping got angry, the car turned left and right, and Liu Dao had to put his hands on his shoulders .
"Are you going to talk?" Min Liangping really wanted to shoot this dead child to death, so he was so angry even though he was dressed in clothes?
He roared, "I'm not interested in the big boys like you, brother just teach me how to pick up girls and set an example."
Liu Dao asked him, "What did you both say?"
"I found out that you today Mother-in-law's." Min Liangping put on the handbrake, "Come down." They were about to cross the small wooden bridge, and the car could not pass.
Liu Dao obediently jumped out of the car, and Min Liangping threw the bicycle on the side of the road and went to the wooden bridge with him.
"Be careful." He grabbed Liu Dao's hand, cold and cold, the same temperature as the expression on his face, "Why is your hand so cold? Wear less?"
"You are angry." Liu Dao struggled , but Min Liangping was too strong, and deliberately did not let him break free.
He scolded Liu Dao: "Fuck you, pay attention, I have to buy medicine for you if you have frostbite, so it's not money?"
Liu Dao shouted at him: "Who cares about you, it's not mine money."
He regretted it. He realized later that he had such a stinky temper and that Min Liangping was so good to him, yet he was still angry with him regardless.
Min Liangping let go of his hand and grabbed Liu Dao's arm directly: "I found out that you are really evil today." He took advantage of the situation and picked up Liu Dao, "You fucking wait, I will lock you up and find a priest to come back. Practice and practice, go and get rid of the evil spirits, otherwise I can't talk to you. What's the matter."
Liu Dao was carried by him, and he kept calling: "You put me down, the surname is Min, do you hear? Put me down."
Min Liangping said, "I don't, I will carry you."
He found that he was rubbing against Min Liangping's shoulder, and his chest was against his back, and he stiffened without warning.
"Fuck you," he said with a hoarse cry, "put me down."
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