There are almost sixty classes from the first to the third year of high school, and the three-minute entrance ceremony alone can take three hours.
There were no events scheduled for the morning, but the students who had already performed the entrance ceremony could not leave yet. They could only sit on the lawn with their classmates and wait.
Liang Qiyun did not go there because there was no place for her in the queue.
If you sit directly in the last row, the classmates in front of you will no longer be familiar to you.
Zhou Mingzheng sat in the first row as the flag bearer, Huang Xiyun stood in the middle row because of his height, and the back row was all boys.
Tang Di was in the back row, but it was awkward for him to be alone.
After she had recovered some strength, she simply sneaked back to the classroom.
Anyway, what she was looking forward to was not the entrance ceremony.
At noon, the classroom was still quiet, with only a few day students sitting in their seats, reading extracurricular books leisurely.
Liang Qiyun curled up in her seat and rested.
If she rests longer now, she will have more strength in the afternoon so that she can last the entire competition.
Only in this way can we capture the entirety of the teenagers' competition.
When Huang Xiyun returned to the classroom after dinner, she saw Liang Qiyun sleeping on the table.
She subconsciously slowed down her pace, and even pulled out the chair for her seat quietly.
"Qiyun, I thought you were asleep." Huang Xiyun turned around and saw Liang Qiyun's fingers moving. She thought she was still awake and couldn't help but speak out.
When Liang Qiyun heard the sound, she straightened up, still a little confused.
Because I was sleeping on the table, my elbows were pressing on my eyes, so I could see things blurry.
But she knew that the person in front of her was Huang Xiyun.
So he smiled and said, "No, I just lay down to rest for a while."
"I'm sorry, I saw your fingers moving and thought you were awake." Huang Xiyun said apologetically when she heard it.
"It's okay, it's okay. I was just lying down to take a rest." Liang Qiyun felt embarrassed to come when she saw how guilty she was, so she waved her hand and explained.
Even when she was asleep, her hands and feet would tremble slightly, but the amplitude of the tremor was more obvious in her fingers.
These are all symptoms of the disease.
When I was a child, what I feared most was playing "statue" with my peers.
Because she couldn't control the trembling in her fingers, she was always the one who lost the fastest.
In order to change the subject, Liang Qiyun asked with a smile, "By the way, how many places did our class get in the entrance ceremony? I just came back early and didn't get to see it."
Now that her vision had returned to normal, she could see Huang Xiyun happily saying, "Our class won first prize! That's amazing!"
The most exciting thing about a class winning an honor is that you are involved in it and contribute your own strength to this honor.
Although Liang Qiyun did not participate in the entire entrance ceremony, she was also smiling from ear to ear, "This is amazing! Our class is great!"
She is proud of this.
The joy that welled up in my heart at this moment was so real.
This is her sense of belonging to Class 1, Grade 1, and she is proud to be a part of the class.
Liang Qiyun suddenly regretted her willfulness in the morning.
She shouldn't have let those little emotions take over and just quietly went back to the classroom to rest.
If the award was given at that moment.
If she were there, could she also share this joy with the boy?
That will be a joy to the crowd.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, Liang Qiyun looked energetic because of a good rest, and her bright eyes were shining.
She and Huang Xiyun walked to the playground together.
When it comes to the school sports meet competitions, the whole class is not required to gather together.
Students can participate in the competitions they have signed up for, and they can also cheer for their friends at will.
Huang Xiyun also had someone she was responsible for taking photos of, but it was not Tang Di.
She has many friends and has good relationships with many girls in the class. This time she took the photo for one of them.
After arriving at the playground, Huang Xiyun waved goodbye to Liang Qiyun and went to find her.
Liang Qiyun stood alone on the playground, while classmates walked by in groups of three or four, laughing and talking.
She thought that although the first event was not high jump, there would be high jump later, so it would always be a good idea to go directly to the high jump venue and wait.
Who knew that after just a few steps, I saw Zhou Mingzheng walking towards the intersection near the dormitory on the playground.
The young man walked towards her towards the light without any hesitation.
Liang Qiyun's heart trembled slightly with the rise and fall of his footsteps.
Zhou Mingzheng quickly walked over to stop in front of her, and then he asked, "Liang Qiyun, did you bring your old phone today?"
Even during the school sports meet, L Middle School has strict management and does not allow students to use smart phones.
As for the old-fashioned phone, it can be used. Zhou Mingzheng has seen Liang Qiyun using it to send messages, so he asked this question.
Liang Qiyun was stunned when she heard this. She clearly brought an old-fashioned cell phone with her, but she still subconsciously reached out to touch her trouser pocket. After making sure that there was indeed a hard object inside, she smiled and nodded.
"Someone brought a cell phone for the elderly, what's wrong?"
"Let me give you my phone number so we can get in touch later. You don't have to wait around."
As Zhou Mingzheng spoke, he reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a black-button cell phone for the elderly.
He didn't like these things. His mother forced him to use this old-fashioned phone, saying that it would be easy to contact him when he stayed at the dormitory. He didn't even bring it to class, but turned it off and left it in the dormitory, and then turned it on at a fixed time to contact his mother.
I didn't expect it would come in handy today.
"Oh, okay, this is called turning on the phone." Liang Qiyun reacted, and without even bothering to experience emotions such as surprise, joy, and excitement, she directly reached out and took out the elderly phone.
She pressed and held the power button, the screen lit up, and a familiar animation played.
For the first time, she felt that the old phone was really slow to start up.
"It's okay, don't worry." Zhou Mingzheng seemed to see the other party's anxiety and spoke to comfort him.
Perhaps because he had just woken up, his voice was not as clear as usual, but rather deeper, as if he was whispering.
After finally turning on the phone, Liang Qiyun asked softly, "Can I write down your phone number?"
"Okay, 135..." Zhou Mingzheng nodded in agreement, and he skillfully reported a string of numbers.
Even though he doesn't use this old phone very often, the card inside is still the phone card he usually uses, so he remembers the number clearly.
He lowered his eyes and saw the girl standing in front of him with her back straight. She had a slender figure and her pink fingertips lightly tapped the buttons on the black shell.
The strands of hair on her temples fell behind her ears and hung on her face, making her look particularly gentle.
There was a light citrus scent on the tip of my nose, which I was used to smelling in the classroom.
Perhaps it was because the wind was strong in the playground, and the sweet citrus scent seemed to spread to his clothes, becoming more and more obvious.
Liang Qiyun quickly entered the number into the address book and neatly added the three words "Zhou Mingzheng".
She looked up at the boy in front of her.
"I've already written down the number." She paused, then took the initiative to ask, "Then shall I give you my cell phone number?"
Otherwise, Zhou Mingzheng won’t be able to contact me later.
Liang Qiyun thought so.
"Just ring my number and I'll save it." Zhou Mingzheng smiled slightly, raised his hand and shook the black old-fashioned phone in his hand, and said with a smile.
"Oh, okay." Liang Qiyun just felt that she had been stupid just now and actually forgot such a simple method.
She reached out and tapped the address book to make the call.
Soon, the screen of Zhou Mingzheng's black-shell old-fashioned mobile phone opposite lit up, and the melodious and old-fashioned ringtone rang out as expected.
Unfortunately, the first call she made was to the teenager.
He didn't answer.
Zhou Mingzheng was seen holding the old-fashioned phone in one hand and tapping it lightly.
His palms were broad, and the black cell phone for the elderly looked tiny in his hands.
Zhou Mingzheng exited the interface by tapping a few buttons on his phone.
He waved the old-fashioned phone in his hand and said, "I saved the number. You can contact me by text or phone later."
"good."
Liang Qiyun nodded heavily in agreement.
It was extremely solemn, as if he was making the most sincere promise.
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