The next afternoon, after Chinese class, Shengxia found Fu Jie to explain the situation.

Fu Jie was shocked: "So you want to take two weeks off?"

Shengxia nodded firmly.

She thought about it carefully all night and was willing to spend the time.

Fu Jie: "But when you come back, the mock exam will be held right away, and you won't have any time to review! The mock exam is very important!"

Shengxia knew that there has always been a saying that one model can determine everything.

"Besides, it will be March by then. Will it be in time?"

Shengxia lowered her head: "I want to try them all."

"Do you mean to continue writing during the day and go to study abroad institutions at night?"

"Um."

Fu Jie felt that the matter was a bit serious and she could not make the decision, so she suggested: "You should ask Teacher Wang. He has taught for two or three years and has more experience than me. In your situation, I dare not encourage you to take risks without authorization."

Shengxia understood and was very grateful. "I calculated that the time is enough. I told an editor from a C-class publishing house about my plan this morning, and she thought it was okay."

"Then I'll ask the editor I work with for you," Fu Jie sighed, "For leave, go to Teacher Wang."

"good."

Wang Wei thought for a long time and sighed: "Do you have enough energy like this? It's not that the teacher doesn't trust your ability, it's just that you have to be mentally prepared for this."

Be prepared to end up with nothing.

Shengxia analyzed: "I write during the day and take classes at night. I have a few hours to review after I get home. I will try my best."

She carefully considered that if she really had nothing on both ends, she could do what Hou Junqi did, and study in a preparatory class after the college entrance examination. However, her hypocrisy would be exposed and she would be criticized, or perhaps, more than just criticism.

She can afford it.

Wang Wei: "How many hours do we have left to get home at night?"

Shengxia: "Yes, from 11 to 2, three hours."

Wang Wei saw her taking it for granted and asked, "Do you always go to bed after 2 o'clock?"

Shengxia nodded.

The moment Wang Wei wrote the note for leave, he felt like he was signing a life and death contract.

He looked at Shengxia's thin back and shook his head.

After teaching for a long time, you will meet all kinds of students. The more well-connected they are, the harder they work, leaving you far behind.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Shengxia finished eating early and left.

Hou Junqi glanced at Zhang Shu's expressionless face and said hesitantly: "Shu..."

Zhang Shu raised his eyes.

"Qi Xiulei said...he went to see Lao Wang today...heard...heard..."

"Get to the point."

Hou Junqi: "I heard that Lu Youze asked for leave, probably to prepare for TOEFL classes. I also heard from Lao Wang that... Shengxia also asked for leave."

Zhang Shu continued to eat his food without any reaction.

"I heard that it's a long vacation, more than a month... He'll leave after the 100-day oath-taking ceremony is over."

Zhang Shu paused for a moment, his eyelashes trembling.

He lowered his head, and Hou Junqi couldn't see his expression, but this pause gave Hou Junqi a signal: he listened.

I am not a worm and cannot guess what your specific thoughts are.

The 100-day oath-taking ceremony and coming-of-age ceremony of the Affiliated High School was held with great fanfare, and the scale of the event seemed even greater than that of a school sports meet.

The campus was red everywhere. A 100-day countdown with the word "Win" was placed at the school gate. The branches of the trees in Taoli Square were tied with wishing ribbons, and the first and second grade teaching buildings were also hung with signed blessing banners.

Even the peacocks and geese raised by the artificial lake had red ribbons tied around their necks.

A "Zhuangyuan Gate" was set up on the sports field, and flower baskets donated by major companies and organizations surrounded the red carpet all the way.

The playground was filled with parents’ cars, colorful and looking like a used car market.

It was unbearably hot at the end of February, and summer in Nanli was coming in a hurry.

Everyone wore short-sleeved class uniforms today. The male teachers were all dressed in suits and ties, looking dashing. The female teachers also changed their plain looks and put on fashionable makeup and hairstyles.

Wang Lianhua was unable to come because she went to Dongzhou to visit Wu Qiuxuan, so Sheng Mingfeng attended Shengxia's coming-of-age ceremony for the first time.

He didn't say anything and sat among the parents holding a bouquet of flowers.

Wang Wei noticed it with his sharp eyes, walked over to shake hands and invited him to sit on the podium. Sheng Mingfeng waved his hands and whispered to Wang Wei. The two pushed and pulled for a while, and the dispute ended with Sheng Mingfeng insisting.

But not long after, the principal and the school party secretary arrived. The parents around were talking about it, and Sheng Mingfeng was in a dilemma. In the end, he was surrounded and sat in the center of the podium.

The students only knew that it was the seating area for the parents of Class 6, but they didn’t know whose parents they were, so they whispered to each other.

Xin Xiaohe had met Sheng Mingfeng before, and whispered in Sheng Xia's ear, "Xia Xia, what does your father do?"

I knew it was amazing, but I didn't expect it to be this amazing.

Others in the summer could still laugh it off, but Xin Xiaohe couldn't, so she whispered in his ear and told the truth.

Xin Xiaohe was stunned for a few seconds, then she hugged Shengxia's arm tightly and said loyally: "I have the future in my hands!"

Shengxia was amused.

The more reactions like this there were, the more relieved Shengxia felt.

The two tall men, Hou Junqi and Zhang Shu, naturally stood at the end of the team, and they could see everything that happened.

Hou Junqi sighed unconsciously.

Zhang Shu glanced at him.

Various speeches are inevitable at the conference, and the principal, teacher representatives, and outstanding senior students took turns to speak.

Then the student representatives took the oath.

Everyone was eagerly waiting, wondering who the representative would be, and many eyes turned towards Class 6.

However, a new face appeared on the stage.

He introduced himself and said that he was from Class 12 and the top student last semester.

The student representative is not Zhang Shu?

This is the reaction of most people.

Shengxia also followed the crowd and turned around to observe Zhang Shu.

Zhang Shu just stared at the podium calmly, with one hand in his pocket, looking casual, as if he was about to take out his cell phone to check it.

Suddenly, he lowered his eyes and met Shengxia's eyes, who had no time to look away.

People were everywhere, fighting hand to hand.

In midsummer, quickly look away.

Would he feel a little lost?

It must be a great honor to take the oath. If it weren't for the Waterloo, he would definitely stand on the podium. Shengxia suddenly felt very regretful. I didn't see him give a speech last semester, and I didn't hear him take the oath this semester...

Although he no longer lacks that bit of brilliance.

But is this dazzling young man worthy of it?

If it was him, he said to her: "Classmates, let us solemnly swear together——"

She would definitely make a promise sincerely, solemnly, and without any perfunctory attitude.

"Ten years of hard study, fighting for this battle; one hundred days of perseverance, holding your head high for life! Jumping up and down, and moving forward without slacking; the frosty blade is unsheathed, and the glory is attached to the school!"

The slogans were deafening and the applause was thunderous.

After the oath, the students spontaneously raised their banners and cheered loudly.

In the past, Shengxia felt that many ceremonies were just formalities and not very fruitful. But in this situation, as a transfer student, she was in the middle of it and sincerely wanted to fight for the glory of the affiliated high school.

Some teachers and parents on the stage were already in tears.

Perhaps, whether the ceremony is effective or not does not lie in the form at all, but in whether you stand with like-minded people.

The last item is to exit through the Zhuangyuan Gate, take a photo in front of the giant train ticket marked "Youth - Youth", and receive blessings from parents and teachers.

Running on the long red carpet, the young faces were full of smiles. Huhuhu passed through the "Zhuangyuan Gate".

Shengxia and Xin Xiaohe were jogging hand in hand with the crowd. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind and a girl ran past them quickly, with her chestnut curly hair swinging and falling on Shengxia's shoulder.

Chen Mengyao walked from Class 4 to their class, ran in front of Zhang Shu, walked backwards, and said with a smile: "Well, you and I, the top candidate, have both passed the top scholar gate at the same time. Now I can absorb some of the essence of the top scholar!"

Zhang Shu stopped in time and avoided bumping into Chen Mengyao.

Hou Junqi laughed out loud: "You are crazy, you think Ah Shu is Tang Monk, God is sucking the essence!"

Chen Mengyao raised her chin and said, "If you say so, then you are Sun Houzi? It's just that your monkey is a little fat!"

Hou Junqi: ...

The crowd was noisy, and Zhang Shu's voice was not loud, but his tone was distinctive, and everyone could still hear his harsh words: "Then what are you, the White Bone Demon?"

Hou Junqi: "Hahahaha that's very appropriate, it takes three hits to die!"

"Get out!" Chen Mengyao said angrily, "Don't say unlucky words today, take it back!"

"No!"

"childish!"

"Better than you!"

They were laughing and joking, and everyone in Class 6 stopped making any noise and just watched the show.

Xin Xiaohe glanced at Shengxia. Her eyes were calm and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Occasionally, I could hear people from other classes discussing something.

"Do you think our school will have a top student this year?"

"Yeah, right? You have to choose between arts and science, right?"

"Who do you think is Zhang Shu or the one from Class 12?"

"It's hard to say. Many people start out too high and don't have enough stamina. Want to take a look?"

"Too."

Shengxia thought: Ah Shu, you have already won, as everyone remembers your name instead of being the one in a certain class.

Just try it once and it will definitely work.

After taking a photo in front of the "train ticket", you can queue up on the spot to receive an "Adult Ceremony Certificate" and then walk towards your parents.

When Shengxia and Xin Xiaohe came out after receiving the photos, Zhang Shu and Hou Junqi who were walking in front of them were already hugging their parents.

It was not Class 4's turn yet, and their parents were still queuing at the back. Perhaps Chen Mengyao's mother saw her and also squeezed to the front row. At this moment, she was chatting and laughing with Zhang Sujin, obviously like they had met an acquaintance by chance.

They were all from Renri, so it was no surprise that they knew each other.

Sheng Mingfeng was gathered at the front of the parent formation, with Lu Youze's father, the grade director and Wang Wei standing next to him.

Everyone in Class 6 looked at this scene curiously.

盛夏腳步遲疑，最終還是慢慢走過去，盛明豐今天顯而易見的高興，雙眼竟也有些濕潤，已經等不及一般，向前幾步擁抱了盛夏，拍拍她的肩膀，“好孩子，長大了，爸爸為你驕傲。”

盛夏接過他的花。

邊上，盧囿澤和他的父親擁抱。

然後有人叫道：“盛書記，盧總，拍張照片留念吧！”

“好啊！好！榮幸之至！”

盧總喜不自勝，拉着盧囿澤就過來了，盛明豐也興高采烈，摟着盛夏的胳膊，朝向機位。

兩位大人站在中間，各自摟着自家孩子。

“咔嚓”一聲，畫面定格在相機裏，也定格在不遠處，少年的深色瞳眸裏。

一條紅毯像是無法忽視的分割線，隔絕着兩個世界。

似乎在诠釋門當戶對這個亘古不變的道理。

散場了。

儀式結束，高三的日常還在運轉，晚上有晚自習，家長和學生還是各走各的。

大夥基本都是先回教室，盛夏收拾好東西，想想還是先和幾個同學告個別。

畢竟離開挺長時間的。

辛筱禾這個姑娘素來誇張又戲精，抱着盛夏就嗚嗚哭訴：“怎麽請假這麽久啊嗚嗚，我會想你的，你一定要想我才行！”

盛夏看着在自己胸前瘋狂扭動的頭腦：……她确定她不是借着告別吃豆腐嗎？

“我會的，我會想你的。”盛夏從善如流。

她的目光穿過大半個教室，落在走廊外那個漂亮的後腦勺上。

張澍正和韓笑他們一群人，在外邊聊着什麽。

要和他，告別嗎？

可是，到此為止的關系，真的不需要告別。

算了吧。

盛夏背起沉重的書包，盧囿澤給她提了一提，“這麽沉，你還帶高考的書回去啊？”

盛夏肩上一輕，因為這個動作心底猛然襲上一絲希冀，随即聽到聲音，又迅速跌落谷底。

不是他。

寒假前補課那會兒，她需要趕稿子，就每天背着筆記本電腦，中午在午托宿舍碼字，書包總是很沉。

張澍提着她的書包，調侃：“你背黃金上學嗎，這麽沉？”

從教學樓往北門的路上人來人往，她羞赧，轉身想扭開他的手，他就拽得更緊，順着她扭動的方向仍舊給她提着。

她繼續轉身，他也跟着提溜轉，她往前走，他也跟着往前走。

他就這麽跟在她身後給她提着書包……

有一次，盛夏實在受不了周圍的視線，有點急了，往前快速跑開，張澍一時沒注意，手裏書包肩帶被她扯走，轉眼她已經小跑上了二樓。

身後傳來他的笑聲：“跑什麽，小心點，兔子一樣！”

盛夏回神，轉身扭開了盧囿澤的手，說：“嗯，要拿的。”

盧囿澤說：“我幫你背着吧？”

盛夏：“不用了，背着不沉。”

盧囿澤：“那走吧。”

盛夏：“嗯。”

盛明豐忙，已經先離開了，盧囿澤的爸爸說要順便送盛夏回家。

盛夏婉拒了，說自己還需要把車騎回去。

于是作罷。

盧囿澤也想起來自己的電車，也說要騎車回去，他爸爸才交代說，要他送盛夏安全到家，再回家。

如此，就一道回去。

他們是從教室後門走的，走廊桌子旁或坐或立的幾個人目光追着他們的背影。

只有張澍，瞭望着遠處的連廊，不知道在想什麽。

“阿澍……”這種時候就只有吳鵬程愛說話，“打牌去吧？”

張澍視線挪過來，說：“去看看夕陽吧？”

“啊？”四臉懵逼。

“春光無限好，走。”張澍說着，已經走在前面。

幾人面面相觑：阿澍被打擊傻了吧？

他們從二樓樓梯翻欄杆上了連廊頂部。

連廊頂上綠草青蔥，張澍往邊上一坐，腿自然地垂下。

侯駿岐韓笑幾人也有樣學樣，少年并排坐在連廊邊，晃着腿，各自班服五顏六色，好不耀眼。

動作看着又爽又危險。

這裏平時不讓上來，這會兒教學樓走廊外，有不少人都好奇地趴在那看着他們。

羨慕又欽佩：真是膽大的。

“還真的要在這看夕陽？”

“別吧，這才五點，要等多久？曬死了。”

“阿澍哪來的閑情逸致啊？”

說着說着，大家都閉嘴了。

因為視線裏出現了兩個人：盛夏和盧囿澤。

這方位，眼前就是筆直的香樟大道，不遠處的車棚裏冒出兩輛小電車，一黑一白，完全一樣。

女孩和男孩說了幾句話，各自上車，白色車子騎在前，黑色車子緊緊跟随，到了寬敞路段，并排而行。

就這麽踩着耀眼的陽光，漸行漸遠，最後變成兩個小點。

這……

是要幹什麽？

爬上來就是要看這？

阿澍是在自我折磨嗎？

誰也沒說話。

張澍忽然開口了，問韓笑：“有煙嗎？”

幾人都驚了。

他們都抽煙，侯駿岐抽得少點，沒什麽瘾，其他三人都是煙不離手的。

張澍從來不抽，打牌的時候，整個屋子煙霧缭繞的，他也沒什麽興趣，嘴裏不是叼着根棒棒糖，就是含着什麽奶糖。

屬實是百毒不侵，自制力驚人。

韓笑摸出煙遞過去，問：“澍哥，你真要抽啊？”

張澍：“有打火機嗎？”

韓笑又摸出打火機。

“歘”地一聲，點燃了。

吳鵬程在一旁教學，叽叽喳喳的。

星火微亮，煙霧從張澍嘴裏袅袅吐出，他手指夾着煙看了眼，這玩意也沒什麽神奇的。

若真要說他什麽時候想嘗試的，是他爽約那天，坐在報刊亭的矮凳上，一根一根啃棒棒糖，卻嘗不到一點甜的時候，忽然，想要更深的一種慰藉。

可是這玩意好像也沒能給他。

他還是很難受，很空虛。

就在大家覺得這哥們兒果然學霸，抽煙都能無師自通，并且叼根煙帥到爆炸的時候，張澍猛地一陣咳嗽，上氣不接下氣，直接把煙摁進了泥土裏。

“卧槽什麽玩意！咳咳，送命玩意！”張澍臉都憋紅了，罵罵咧咧，“就這東西值得你們花那麽多錢？”

四臉懵逼：……

帥不過三秒。

最終誰也沒等來日落，校警來了，站在下邊拿着大喇叭喊：“幹嘛呢？違紀知不知道，下來登記名字！”

少年稍怔，對視一眼，快速收腿，倉皇逃竄。

連廊連着所有的教學樓，幾個人很有興致，這裏留個尾巴，那裏露個腦袋，跟校警玩起了捉迷藏。

當天，整個教學區都回蕩着校警的喇叭聲：“站住站住！學生站住！”

各樓層走廊趴滿了人，看戲群衆笑得合不攏嘴。

金色的光斜斜照着教學樓，鋪天蓋地。

夕陽正好，他們正年少。

盛夏開始了她的苦旅。

早上，她還是原來的點出門，王蓮華沒半點懷疑。

太早到處不營業，她只能到麥當勞先坐會兒，充上電開始整理稿子。

那晚她聽着冥想，靈光一閃。

想起付婕說的那句話：“其它的都太小衆了，甚至無法分類。”

可是，小衆不就是一種分類嗎？

并且，小衆與否，其實沒有什麽通說，有點自由心證的意思。

所以她可操作的空間很大。

即便是非常出名的詞人寫的詞，也有些是鮮為人知的。

所以她的稿子，有大半都是能用的。

主題就是小衆而驚豔。

只是，框定了“小衆”這個特色，那麽所有稿子都需要統一一個基調，需要再修改修改。

她粗略看過，小修就能用的稿子有二十多篇，大修能用的，也有幾篇，算下來，完全需要重寫的，還有将近二十篇。

重新取材和查資料是非常繁雜的工程。

半個月，時間很緊很緊。

只有筆耕不辍了。

到了10點，一方書店開門了。盛夏就騎着車過去，路途中還能吹吹風放松放松。

本來她想去市立圖書館寫稿，但是自己需要用電腦，會吵到別人；而一方書店則是會被別人吵。

在吵別人和被別人吵之間，盛夏選擇了後者。

她不是那種聽着音樂仍可以寫稿的人，不像某人，有時候晚修做題都塞着耳機，偶爾湊近了，她能聽見裏面敲鑼打鼓熱鬧非凡。

不知在聽什麽搖滾樂。

聽着很撕裂瘋狂。

她總是在各種細節上猝不及防想起他，這麽多天，仍然無可避免。

這真是“物是心非事事非，擡眼低眉”。

這時候她會先聽15分鐘的正念冥想，提升專注裏，有時候達到心流狀态，感覺在無人之境，只有自己和面前的鍵盤在高速運動……

寫稿效率蹭蹭起飛，很是神奇。

但這樣的狀态很少，很難得。

周末的時候，陶之芝和辛筱禾都過來陪她，說是陪她，這兩人一見如故，聊起天來，頻頻打斷盛夏的思路。

她也會借此放松一天。

生活忙忙碌碌，簡單重複。

晚上她從一方書店騎車去恒輝大廈，上機構安排的課程。

基本是一對一，偶爾語言課人多一些，也時常碰到盧囿澤，晚上就會一塊回家。

回家後她都是刷題，刷全套卷子，然後用一半的時間整理改錯和消化。

When she encountered a question whose answer she couldn't understand, her first reaction was to open QQ and want to call Zhang Shu.

He put his hand on the screen and then immediately stopped, then opened Xin Xiaohe's chat box and sent a message to her.

The classroom was still crowded at 11 o'clock.

The Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony gave everyone enough enthusiasm, and they were so motivated that it seemed that whoever walked out of the classroom first would have lost.

Xin Xiaohe took a break and drank some water, glanced at her phone, then sat down and thought hard.

Then she looked up and accepted her fate: she couldn't either.

She put her phone on the table next to her. Zhang Shu was working on his English homework and looked up: "What's going on?"

"Take a look at this question."

Zhang Shu picked it up and used two fingers to pull the picture to enlarge it, but unexpectedly, the picture shrank back, revealing the entire chat box.

Note: Soft and fluffy in summer.

There is also a graphic emoticon at the end, which is very cute.

Soft and fluffy?

Zhang Shu raised his eyebrows.

Their conversation was displayed on the screen. He had no intention of peeking, but he saw it all at a glance.

At the top is a conversation from a few days ago.

Xia Xia said softly: "I'm always at Yifang Bookstore, you can come over and play with me on weekends!"

Xin Xiaohe: "Okay, okay, I'll do it this week!"

Xia Xia said softly: "Let me introduce my friend to you."

Xin Xiaohe: "Okay, okay."

Zhang Shu raised his eyebrows again.

Doesn’t she have anything new?

Friend, is that Tao Zhizhi?

Next is today’s conversation.

Shengxia sent me this picture, followed by an emoticon of a cat’s paw hitting the door.

"Are you there? Are you there?"

"Help.."

Zhang Shu: …

Is this going to kill you?

Zhang Shu picked up the phone and asked, "Did I reply?"

Xin Xiaohe thought he understood it so quickly, and nodded in shock: "Go back, go back!"

Zhang Shu was about to type, but was discouraged by the fancy input method background. He was not used to the nine-square grid, and he couldn't find the switch key. How should he start?

He simply clicked on the voice input button next to him, raised his phone, put the microphone to his mouth, and said, "Beg me."

Xin Xiaohe:……? ? ? ?