Lu Zhengkang sent an email to teacher Zhou Pingchuan during his homework break, saying that Wang Shuonian invited him to eat ice cream and invited her to come with him "by the way".
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Wang Shuonian rubbed his hands together like a fly about to eat, "How?"
Lu Zhengkang raised his thumb and said, "I'm hit."
"Where did you learn this dialect?"
"Online, Mao Mengtai."
"Which program is Mao Mengtai? Uh, oh, Cantonese?"
It took Lu Zhengkang almost an hour and thirteen minutes to copy the last set of Pinyin. He has only finished one subject so far. He chatted with Qiu Qiongzhu last night and did not have time to do his homework.
While Wang Shuonian was still lamenting how young people grew up so quickly, Lu Zhengkang had already packed his schoolbag and was getting ready to go out.
"Teacher Wang, let's go and eat ice cream."
"Oh, yes, yes, wait until I change my clothes."
Lu Zhengkang looked him up and down. Wang Shuonian was wearing a khaki sweater on his upper body and light blue jeans on his lower body. This kind of dress was actually completely qualified. Wearing glasses, at first glance, he looked like an enviable gentle beast, very gentle and gentle.
He has the temperament of a modern and elegant man. Apart from his ordinary appearance, the rest is remarkable.
"Just wear a scarf." Lu Zhengkang rubbed his hands, his wrists were sore from doing homework.
As expected, Wang Shuonian picked out a beige scarf and tied it up, which added a lot of warmth to the bookish atmosphere and a layer of mystery, which somewhat covered up the shortcomings of his appearance.
The young man spun around a few times in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror very coquettishly. It was a pity that he didn't have a little skirt to let him flutter, otherwise he would definitely fly to the ceiling gently and softly.
Lu Zhengkang opened the door and said, "Please."
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Lu Zhengkang can say that his time in kindergarten is commemorated by the love story of two teachers.
Two years later, he graduated from Chunya New Kindergarten. That night was also the day when teacher Wang Shuonian lost his love.
The four kings of the spring bamboo shoot class were witnesses of this short-lived love. Although they were just four ignorant or pretending to be ignorant children, in the Linhai New District of Jiangzhe City, there were only a few shopping malls and various food festivals. In terms of time and space,
, four children each participate in a little bit of the life of two adults, and when connected and put together, it looks slightly complete.
From the autumn of 2082 to the spring of 2083, this is the time that others know, but Lu Zhengkang knew that Wang Shuonian had been secretly in love with Zhou Pingyi for much longer than this.
It’s still a familiar ice cream shop. Today is Thursday, June 17, 2083. Yesterday was the graduation ceremony.
The outdoor temperature is 26 degrees Celsius.
The four little ones were sitting around a table, eating shaved ice. At the next table were Wang Shuonian and Zhou Pingchui.
Today, Wang Shuonian is wearing a white cotton-like T-shirt. This dress is from last year's style, and it is indeed last year's dress.
Nowadays, people use 3D printing to make their own clothes in order to save money. The so-called shopping for clothes has become a matter of choosing the style of your choice online. After purchasing, the store will transfer the clothing data and print it directly with a machine, and the materials can be used repeatedly.
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Wang Shuonian's clothes were wrinkled and unseemly, and there were coffee stains on the corners.
Zhou Pingyi looked at him expressionlessly, but it was not the kind of indifferent expression, just the right kind of smile. When you walk on the street, countless people will smile at you like this. It is not saying hello, but also showing distance: distance.
I stay away.
Lu Zhengkang didn't look at the adults' love and hatred. It looked like Wang Shuonian was down and out and pitiful, and Zhou Pingchuan seemed to be a heartless lover. But in fact, it was Wang Shuonian who couldn't stand Zhou Pingchuan's cheerfulness and liveliness, just like the nostalgia for plants and trees.
Like the light, but accidentally ignited by fire, Wang Shuonian is the kind of person suitable to take root silently in the wasteland.
During the last winter vacation, he went to his great-grandfather's house again and asked him if he was sure about the company's credit. The old man just said that he would have to wait and see.
As long as you are studying, it will be fine. Xiaolu, please feel relieved.
I am about to go to school. There is no graduation test for kindergarten. You can get out when you are old enough. Next, you will go to elementary school. You have to register for a good school in advance, and then take the online exam. Only if you pass it can you enter.
There are two best primary schools in Linhai New District, one is called Pinghai Experimental Primary School and the other is called Linhai District Central Primary School.
There are many kindergartens, just a few primary schools, even fewer middle schools, and even fewer universities. Students are gathered little by little and screened layer by layer. The strong are promoted and the weak are eliminated. It is a very real Chinese-style education, authentic.
We all discussed which elementary school we should go to. Of course we were good friends and we went together, but as we talked, the topic shifted from the entrance exam to the summer vacation splurge plan.
Zhang Yingxuan: "I won't go traveling anymore, I have to study."
Qiu Qiongzhu raised her hand.
"This classmate, please speak."
"Ah, I want to lie at home, in bed, wasting time!"
Su Xiangli applauded violently.
A child's joy is like a sweet red duck egg floating in a pot of warm soup on a summer afternoon.
In the ice cream shop on the corner, sunlight filtered in through the window, coating the red-painted wooden floor with a comfortable layer of golden putty.
The top of the square table is a white frosted plastic plate, the table leg is a silver-white cylinder, and the table base is a red painted round iron plate.
The ice cream container has a transparent glass bowl and an opaque white porcelain cup.
Vanilla-flavored ice cream is light yellow, chocolate-flavored ice cream is brown-black, strawberry-flavored is pink, and cantaloupe-flavored is light green.
The square fruit pieces are colorful. The coconut is as thin as a feather. The blueberry jam is still on the surface of the ice cream, almost dripping. The light on the surface and the delicate color rippling out of the cup wall are confusing in Lu Zhengkang's retina.
He didn't know where to look.
Is it the ivy on the wall, or Wang Shuonian's helpless feet hidden under the table?
He didn't know what he should listen to, the music played by the well-hidden speakers in the corner of the store, or the confrontation between Wang Shuonian and Zhou Pingyi.
Su Xiangli: I want to go to summer camp during the summer vacation.
[Zhou Pingyi: Teacher Wang, what do you want to say when you are dressed like this? It doesn’t take much time to dress up.]
Qiu Qiongzhu: Ah, what a great idea.
[Wang Shuonian: We are still friends and colleagues, right?]
Zhang Yingxuan: Which summer camp did you sign up for?
[Zhou Pingqi: Of course you are right to think so.]
Su Xiangli: Sunshine Children’s Summer Camp.
[Wang Shuonian: That is really the best thing.]
Lu Zhengkang: Oh, it’s such a name that people don’t like.
[Zhou Pingqi: Haha. If you say so, then that’s it.]
Qiu Qiongzhu: Then let’s agree to go to summer camp and elementary school together.
[Wang Shuonian: Then let’s see you at work.]
Lu Zhengkang heard the cooperation of three parties that day, one was the music of the ice cream shop, the other was the promises of the four children, and the third was the mutual encouragement of the two adults.
But he later discovered that the one who really didn't deceive him was the first one.
Qiu Qiongzhu went to another city to study, and Zhou Pingchui resigned.