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Recently watched Peng Peng's new drama "The Sky of the Wind Dog Boy", I found that I still have some similarities with the old dog.
For example, I used to be a thin man.
Don't laugh, I didn't think I could catch up later.
For example, I was also naïve and reckless.
Perhaps, youth really needs a few stupid things to hold up memories.
This photo was taken before the winter vacation of the third year of junior high school, it was a speech contest, when I stood on the stage, closed my eyes and immersed myself in the words I wrote, and the tone of my voice also rose and fell.
Well, I admit it, in fact, I was scared to open my eyes, my voice was trembling, my calves were still trembling, and only the teacher's words were supporting me, "You treat them like cabbages."
When I came off the field, I was very confident, I felt that I had done a good job, but after taking a big step, I overheard the scene and looked back, I was the only one who went in the wrong direction...
In the play, Dalijiao is also encouraged by everyone to bravely participate in the supergirl audition, under her hard performance, finally successfully turned the popular song "Super Star" into a very local Sichuan drama change face, the two brothers in front of the screen moved to laugh into tears, almost eyelids rolled over and passed out.
But so what, friends are protecting Jiaojiao, trying to avoid letting her see the embarrassing scene at that time again, family and neighbors gathered together, hung banners, lit colored lights, celebrated her on the TV show, under the warmth, she directly stepped on the table to bring everyone to sing together.
And our imperfect speech finally won the first place, and many years later I still remember Teacher Gao proudly telling others, "Look at the children in our class, there is a real teenager."
As the saying goes, don't fight and don't know each other, in the play, Martin is a school bully who transferred from school, and has a hint of arrogance and prejudice against the "bad boy", so it is quite natural to be "treated" by the old dog of the ground snake.
One day, the teacher decided to let the students who scored at the bottom of the test participate in the marathon, the old dog had a plan, and took advantage of the opportunity to steal Martin's test paper under the pretext of diarrhea in the exam, which finally made Martin rank low and joined the marathon team.
But the debt always has to be repaid, and after Martin was elected captain by virtue of his father's relationship, he began to harass the old dog and let him keep practicing in order to "rank among the best".
Later, after the butcher's death, the old dog collapsed, Martin has been encouraging him to get out of the trough, and when Martin is deeply accused and suspicious, only Brother Dog believes him from beginning to end.
There is one thing that my parents and the class teacher still don't know, and it doesn't matter if I say it now, anyway, I'm already an adult (hahaha sorry to laugh).
In the first year of junior high school, the class teacher set the rules, damaged glass in the class lost a hundred yuan per piece, everyone restrained their temper and cautious, and obeyed the class rules in peace and security (in fact, because everyone was very poor and had no pocket money).
But the weather is unpredictable, people will be angry, one day, for some reason, I, the first in the class, tore up with the "bad boy" A Song in the class.
As the fighting intensified, I gradually succumbed to a disadvantage, and he had the upper hand (well, he really couldn't beat it), so he held my head down and slammed it against the window—the glass shattered into a spider's web, and my head was unharmed.
I didn't even think of this myself, but after this moment, the class was silent, and we calmed down in an instant, and the contradiction immediately turned to thinking about poverty and losing money.
It happened that the math teacher came to class and said that while the class teacher was not on a business trip, he would let us both buy glass by ourselves, at most twenty yuan, and he had tools to help us install.
It was a pity from heaven, and I and Ah Song were very magically reconciled quickly, and rode out to buy glass, but the shops in the town were not in stock, and we were instantly heartbroken.
At this time, I suddenly remembered that there was a shop in Beizhuang ten miles away, so I hurriedly asked the math teacher for leave, and called two powerful classmates, and the two of them rushed to the past with a bicycle. We were very lucky to buy glass, and the boss cried and laughed when he heard the original commission.
It is easy to come back and difficult to return, the glass is a large square, the bicycle can not be carried, can only be a group of two people in a rotation with hands and shoulders to grasp and lean on, tired to sit down and rest.
It was difficult to walk ten miles, but I finally rushed back to school before the end of the self-study, and after successfully installing the glass, I found that a ruler of my classmate was left in the sandwich, and it is estimated that it is still there.
Anyway, since then, my relationship with Ah Song has been very good, helping each other with things, often referring to each other as brothers.
In the play, the old dog likes to be safe, to the point of being stupid.
He can carefully plan a romantic encounter with flying petals for her and what she likes, can create unlimited opportunities for the two to meet and talk, and can bury his feelings until the end of the play.
Martin likes to be petite, and for her to write 39 greeting cards with different contents, encourage her to stand on the stage and sing whenever she wants, and run with tears in her eyes to plead with her classmates to protect her self-esteem.
Mimi likes Chen Yuanyuan, from the age of thirteen to seventeen, she is the first to celebrate her birthday and confess, will continue to say what she likes on magical occasions such as the opening ceremony, will buy the "Bubble Girl Guide" written by Brother Zui indefinitely, and will pretend to be Santa Claus silently send her candy at Christmas.
Brother Zui likes Coco, firmly believes that the virtual world also has true feelings, skips class at Christmas and runs to Wanzhou to wait for a few hours to meet her, risking being beaten to take her "out of reality".
When the old dog went for a run everywhere in search of the answer, the mouth brother plucked up the courage, ran to the bar to grab the microphone, and shouted "Coco, you are Lao Tzu's youth."
This scene is familiar.
Because when I was in junior high school, I also had a girl I particularly liked, and I had such crazy times for her.
In that period when online instant messaging software was popular, everything began to become faster, everyone carefully managed their QQ space in their leisure time, decorated in front of others with various Martian texts and traumatic literature, e-books gradually occupied their spare time, and different kinds of novels made too many people cry.
And I can spend a class in a daze, reading can sit in the same place all day, only like to use a pen, used to write non-stop, spend a lot of time doing handicrafts.
That was perhaps my wildest time, when I wrote her too many letters and novels, and later I burned them myself.
Our time together is short, but it feels like we've been through many years, so it's like tearing apart when we finally separate.
At that time, I was naïve and naïve, and I did not shy away from revealing my liking for her, and I also firmly believed that the future was close and everything was simple, but early love was a taboo and would be the object of many people's strangulation.
I remembered the small, tall body of the homeroom teacher, and one night he said that I was like the lamp that swung with the wind on the roof of the teaching building, precarious but unaware.
Later, when we actually broke up, my inner defenses collapsed in an instant, and I ran out of school without warning that afternoon, walking alone along the main road to the far river, quietly watching the waves pour in again and again.
After finding out that I was missing, my sister rode around the school, and the class teacher was so anxious that she couldn't do it, so the boys in the class all went out to find me.
When the good brothers found me, I was already walking back, they wanted to take me directly back to school, I begged to put me down at the school gate, I didn't want a relationship to end in obscurity, I had to wait for the evening self-study to stop her to study and ask for clarification.
So the brothers rode back, and I sat down on a bench in the mall in front of the school and waited for school to finish.
After about ten minutes, an electric car rode towards me, and I was not wearing glasses at the time when myopia was severe, and I was stunned to see that it was my class teacher who was riding the bicycle in the back seat of my classmate's car.
I immediately got up and ran away, the class teacher also followed, I ran to the open space after the market stalls to follow him, several brothers also rode over, one of them rushed straight to me, I continued to run, he almost caught up with me and said that the class teacher let them come to catch me, let me run south to hide, they pretended not to be able to catch up with the delaying teacher.
After I understood it, I ran across the street and hid in a building under construction, the dogs on the construction site outside barked incessantly, and then there was a conversation between the class teacher and my classmates: "Did you catch it, man?", "No, he ran too fast and disappeared".
Ginger is still old spicy, wait until it is quiet outside, I came out, heard the shout of the construction site janitor a panic, quickly ran to the street, did not expect that the class teacher was waiting for me on the street, I ran again and ran to the south village.
The alleys of the village are crisscrossed, full of chillers and poker people, I ran in front, a brother rode in the back to chase, and then began to ride out of the S bend for me to delay the teacher, but I really had no strength, I could only tie my hands.
The class teacher came up and kicked me twice, and then let my brothers escort me back to school, and the road was extremely "beautiful", and my uncles and aunts looked confused.
The class teacher had to go to class and rode back first, the brothers let me go and walked slowly, A Song said to let me go and run, I said that it was useless to forget it, and I didn't want to make it difficult for them.
I begged them to let me go when they got to school, and I ran straight up to the third floor and kicked open the door of her class, and while the crowd was still panicking, I went up to her and punched her on the table and said, "Although you don't like me anymore, I still like you, and I will always like you."
After that, I let my brothers escort me to the office, slumped on the couch, and Asong told me that the class teacher called my father and estimated that he was coming soon.
A few of them sat on the steps in front of the office door, my father was about to rush in and beat me when he arrived, the brothers hugged him, and my sister also came to drag him to death, which was the most serious time I rebelled against my father, and I even shouted: "Let him go, let him beat me to death."
The arrival of the class teacher calmed my father's anger, and he sat in front of the door, his eyes fixed on the ground, the muscles on his face still tense, but he didn't say a word.
At the end of the night, everything was simple, the class teacher talked to me, there was no punishment, no punishment, only let me apologize to my father, promised that this would never happen again, and let me go back to the class to study, and the next day everything was as usual.
After thinking about it countless times, I still feel indebted, and I should have been their pride.
Later, many things ended in a hurry like that relationship.
After the second grade of the middle school entrance examination, when I graduated, the class was scattered with tables and chairs and shredded examination papers, and everyone said goodbye to a few words, and after that, I was rarely naughty.
Later we scattered the world, occasional contact, college in the past few years I was out of the house, rarely home, recently heard some news, everyone is very good, everywhere life hard.
The young mad dog has stopped barking, and there are many things I thought I would not forget, but now it seems that things have backfired.
If there are new memories, perhaps they are not afraid to forget.
Will we see each other again?
We'll see you again
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