After the night fell completely, the teachers returned to the office to rest, and the restless students began to work.


    Less than half an hour into the night, and Ma Zhengbei history, suddenly a guy from the next class rushed into the classroom of class B for three years and shouted: "Morino of class a confessed to class C''s Dajing!"


    This voice, the boys who had worked hard to prepare in the class, shifted their attention. After a short silence, the boys roared and rushed to the corridor.


    And Ma looked at the chairman and found that she had given up her plan to stop the boys. So she watched the boys rush out of the classroom and throw all kinds of props on the ground.


    "Is that all right?" Ask the horse.


    "It''s no use if I stop it, isn''t it?" The chairman asked, "anyway, we can''t finish the preparation. We are still working hard until the last minute, which is also the fixed start of the preparation for the cultural festival.


    "To tell you the truth, I have experienced five cultural festivals since junior high school. None of them can complete all the preparations. In the end, I have to catch up with the ducks.


    "I don''t think the sixth time will be an exception."


    Mega son Tucao: "egg son, you make complaints about old people''s stink!"


    He ma noticed that the chairman was stiff, but he immediately returned to normal. The chairman calmly said, "well, there''s no way. After all, I''m your mother."


    "Did you recognize this setting directly?" Mega son continued to make complaints about it. "I want to drink juice, then give it to me!"


    "The canteen is open until ten o''clock today. Go and buy it yourself." The chairman said.


    Although the school allows overnight stay tonight, it is forbidden to leave the school after nightfall. In order to meet the needs of students, the canteen will extend its business hours. In the afternoon, he ma saw a pickup truck with replenishment from the canteen driving into the school.


    Meijiazi: "sure enough, the response is the same as my mother! Especially this impatient tone! "


    And Ma Gang wanted to tease the chairman with meijiazi. Nantiao baonaimei entered the classroom surrounded by three people from the technology society.


    Because most people in the classroom went to see the school love drama of class A and class C. at this time, there were only Ma and them in the whole classroom.


    "Chairman, how about the finished product?" The chairman of the trade society asked excitedly.


    After all, she is the head of the cultural festival activities in the class, and the results need her to nod.


    The chairman pushed his glasses, looked at nantiao carefully up and down, and nodded: "well, valiant, good."


    At this time, nantiao was dressed in ancient men''s clothes, but it was not entirely men''s clothes. The people of the craft Club added some designs that could reflect the signs of women in nantiao.


    Wearing this nantiao, wearing a hat and carrying a prop sword, you look like a valiant nvxia.


    One of the girls from the craft Club expressed her creative feelings: "nantiao''s body is so good. Even if it''s pure men''s clothing, it can easily be seen that it''s a woman as long as you tie up the belt and other places.


    "We originally planned to directly follow the clothes of the new group, but finally added some details that can highlight women''s identity."


    Nantiao didn''t listen to the explanation of the craft club at all. She looked at him and the horse directly.


    And the horse gave her a thumbs up: "very beautiful, very beautiful."


    Meijiazi sprawled on the table: "lost!"


    One of the girls from the craft Club saw meijiazi and immediately came forward: "we also made a suit for Fujii."


    "Eh? Me? I''m not from your class? I''m going to work at the fried noodles stand in our class. "


    "It doesn''t matter. Anyway, there are still materials left. I''ll do it easily."


    "Made of leftover materials? Or easy? I''m even more depressed when you say so. I''m born a man. I''m sorry! "


    Mega son Tucao fire is fully opened, and make complaints about Kansai. But she should be a native of Kanto. Kansai accent is strange.


    "Setting up," the girls of the arts and Crafts Society are busy introducing their masterpieces, lazy Rimi Kako''s Tucao, "you are the servant girl of the South bar, the only person who knows the two sides of the street. You look at the lady and the beloved, and make complaints about the sword.


    Meijiazi looked at the displayed clothes: "eh, it doesn''t look good. It''s for convenience, so it''s specially made into the style of fake kimono?"


    Women''s kimonos are very troublesome to wear, so now Japan has a "fake kimono" with ease as the main consideration. It just looks like a kimono. In fact, the layers of materials and belts are sewn together. You can wrap them on your body and button them.


    It''s the same idea as a simple tie without a bow tie.


    However, the Japanese were poor and fastidious, and those "workers" who ate by hand passing on kimonos would not allow this modern product to rob them of their jobs, so this new thing was soon wiped out.


    But in the field of costumes, this thing has been retained because of its convenience.


    After all, when filming, it is likely that a minor character will have to change many sets of clothes to walk through the stage one day. It is impossible to wear a formal kimono that is difficult to wear to death.


    And Ma saw that meijiazi was already eager to try, so he patted her on the shoulder: "you go and change it. It''s no trouble."


    "Well, since you and Ma said so." Meijiazi stood up, "then I''ll... Eh, and horse, look at the playground!"


    And the horse looked out of the window.


    On the playground, it seems that someone is pushing the trolley used to draw lines on the playground floor in PE class, drawing something.


    He Ma could not help frowning: this time he painted something on the playground like nascadi. Isn''t this the plot in the melancholy of Lianggong spring?


    He stood up and supported the windowsill to look out - it was too dark, but relying on the light on this side of the teaching building, he could barely see that the painting was a girl, with a school uniform skirt and long braided hair swaying in the night wind.


    At this time, she seemed to have finished spending, and the horse saw her throw the cart aside and light the match.


    She threw the match on the ground.


    At the next moment, all the marks she had just drawn with her cart on the ground were lit.


    That''s text.


    The huge "favorite" on the playground is burning.


    Fortunately, it''s Japanese and doesn''t have many strokes. If it''s Chinese, she''s afraid she can''t write when she runs out of materials on the trolley.


    Then the girl shouted to the teaching building, "sauce! I''ll give you an answer!


    "I like you best!"


    He Ma''s mouth opened into an O-shape. Unexpectedly, it was like the launch of the grand finale of Baihe firefly line in memories of autumn 2.


    So young?


    He ma saw a boy rocket out of the teaching building and went straight to the girl jumping and shouting on the playground.


    Behind the boy, a large number of people from the executive department of the student union took a fire extinguisher to bury it.


    Then he and Ma saw several figures in girls'' uniforms coming out of the teaching building, but they didn''t follow up, but stood at the door of the teaching building in an overwhelming posture.


    From the chest size, and Ma boldly speculated that it was the new student president RI Nanli dish.


    Nantiao and meijiazi also crowded in a window frame with the horse and looked at the playground, so they could see the outline of their pectoralis major muscles as soon as they bowed their heads.


    In a rough comparison, and the horse have a slight advantage?


    Meijiazi: "it''s so young. After that, I''m afraid the girl will be suspended for reflection? "


    Before the voice fell, the whole teaching building cheered.


    Because the boy kissed the girl in full view.


    Nantiao: "now, they are both going to stop school for reflection."


    "Isn''t that right? Take the opportunity to go on a date together." Meijiazi said in an envious tone, "anyway, they are only sophomores in senior high school and still have time to waste. Speaking of it, baonaimei, you wanted to instigate Okada to kiss! "


    "I was joking."


    "Really? I clearly think you are serious! "


    The two men argued with the horse. They turned their bodies to face each other because of the need for dialogue.


    He ma suddenly felt that the school uniform pants were a little small. After all, this was ordered in senior one. Even if there was room for growth at that time, it could not be enough.


    The chairman occupied the window next to the three, looked at the noisy playground below and muttered, "although I expected that the air would be full of hormones tonight, it''s too hormonal."


    **


    The flower house Longzhi and ruogo Daisuke had just climbed over the school wall and were squatting behind the street trees planted by the wall.


    "Did you get it? The window of class B in three years! "


    The flower house Longzhi completely ignored what was happening on the playground and focused on the classroom of class B in the third year.


    "I got it. It was sandwiched between two pairs of steamed buns of this size. Although Tongsheng and Ma didn''t do anything, readers will give him a brain supplement." If Miyagi keeps pressing the shutter.


    Their photographers are desperate to press the shutter without saving the film. Only when the number of photos is large enough, can they find one or two particularly beautiful photos in a large number of unused photos.


    Florist Longzhi: "not enough, not enough at all! We''re sure to get a better picture. Especially after twelve o''clock at night.


    "At that time, most of the students went to bed. It was time for the teachers on the night shift to go back to the office and drink. The time for young people began officially."


    Ruogo Daisuke listened with a "I understand" smile.


    Huafang Longzhi continued: "I always think that the design of summer school uniforms is so thin, just to increase the fertility rate.


    "When I was reading, I couldn''t hold the underwear outline under the sweaty clothes of the girls who came back from PE class."


    Ruo Miyagi couldn''t help but stop shooting and looked at his partner.


    Florist Longzhi continued: "I think sailor clothes are the best fun clothes. In the nightclubs I often go, this is the most popular cross dressing. These high school girls wear these clothes all day and shake in the sun. How can it be possible if nothing happens? "


    "Brother, this is not the first time I think you have a problem." If Miyagi has something to say.


    After all, I''ve been partners and friends for so many years.


    The florist Longzhi snorted.


    Now they are blocked by the fire fighters on the playground and can only hide under the tree.


    However, just as Huafang Longzhi said, it was 11:00 p.m. that was the highlight of this sneaking in and collecting materials.


    It doesn''t matter where you lie to kill time now.


    Just lie under the tree, it will be cheaper for the big mosquitoes in autumn.


    If Miyagi stops fiddling with the camera''s hand and puts a force on his neck, he is afraid of killing a big mosquito and bleeding his hand.


    **


    That night, he and Ma reviewed most of the history test site accounts, made a paper under the supervision of the chairman, and looked at the scores that could be obtained at this stage.


    Then he played with Nan Tiao, who was dressed in costumes, for a while.


    In addition to leaving the classroom halfway to deal with the fight between two boys, the chairman stared at and horses in the classroom.


    Finally, it''s time to turn off the lights.


    The chairman began to direct the students who stayed in school to push aside their desks and chairs and spread their blankets on the ground.


    Although the Cultural Festival is allowed to stay every year, the people in the class are still as excited as if they were sleeping with their classmates for the first time.


    Meijiazi rolled into class B''s classroom with her bedding. It was as if everyone hadn''t seen her.


    She rolled up her blanket next to her horse and opened it. As she spread it, she smiled and said, "this is the first time I sleep with my horse."


    "Do you have any ambiguity?"


    "It doesn''t matter. No one will care about such details." Meijiazi said carelessly.


    Nantiao: "didn''t the Kendo department go to hezu before?"


    "No, because since we joined the Kendo department in high school, we have entered the National Conference for the first time this year. Without the National Convention, there would be no enhanced accommodation. After all, beige is a very poor public school. The joint accommodation funds should be distributed to the societies that have entered the National Congress. "


    Nantiao nodded thoughtfully when he learned something new: "that''s right."


    Chiyoko also paved the bed and said to nantiao, "I have slept with nantiao for several times. I also slept in the same room with sister nantiao. "


    "Yes." Nantiao nodded, "when chiyoko was on the first day of the first day of the year, she would pedal the quilt at night. I covered it for her."


    Chiyoko brushed his face and blushed.


    Meijiazi: "the first day of qiandaizi... Isn''t that our first year in senior high school? Have I lost since then? "


    "No, although I saw horses and horses several times at that time, I didn''t leave a deep impression. I don''t even remember his face. However, I remember when he and Ma became very shy when they saw me. "


    Nan Tiao paused and added, "most boys will become very shy when they see me."


    "I think they just don''t know where to look," he ma jumped out and explained to the male compatriots, "look at the face, it''s too beautiful, you''ll be embarrassed, lower your eyes, you''ll see something more embarrassed..."


    Nantiao smiled happily.


    Meijiazi touched himself: "I''m not bad, actually?"


    Chiyoko: "sister meijiazi has the aura of a girl next door, or a girl next door who will come and hook up with boys, so the boys will be your brothers."


    Meijiazi glanced: "cut, where''s the egg?"


    She turned to look at the eggs.


    Everyone turned around with this problem.


    The chairman is standing at the window, looking at the starry sky, with thick framed glasses in his hand.


    When she took off her glasses, she had a restrained charm.


    And Ma: "what''s the matter?"


    "Nothing." The chairman shook his head, "I just think the moonlight today is really extraordinarily beautiful."


    He ma looked out of the window and saw the full moon in the sky.


    In other words, this date, converted into the Chinese lunar calendar, is roughly equivalent to around the Mid Autumn Festival on August 15?


    So it''s normal to have such a round moon.


    He ma looked at the full moon and was suddenly occupied by homesickness.


    Tang poetry how to say, raise your head to look at the moon, bow your head to think of your hometown.


    And Ma suddenly wanted to eat moon cakes.


    If the memory of my father and mother in my previous life is correct, my father should have just met the mother of the women''s basketball team in the factory basketball team at this time.


    He ma suddenly wants to travel across the sea to witness his parents'' romantic youth and see his birth - I don''t know if he will give birth to himself in this misplaced parallel time and space.


    He Ma also wants to go back to the boiler room in the factory yard and see the carambola forest he passed when he went to fetch water with his father when he was a child.


    He wants to witness the end of the two track system and the withdrawal of meal tickets from the stage of history.


    He wanted to go fishing with his father - when the ticket was cancelled, he had to get up early to buy meat and fish, but he couldn''t get them most of the time. So Dad took a fishing rod, sang Nanniwan, and took a small and horse to "respond to the call and get plenty of food and clothing by yourself". This situation did not gradually change until the vegetable basket project began. The tide of memories surged in, and the thick homesickness impacted and horses. He wanted to go back and see the country that had just got rid of the Holocaust, the shabby hometown that many people despised, and her dirty face. He and Ma stood in front of the window, looked up at the moon and touched the harmonica. He has been able to skillfully operate the harmonica. After all, since the beginning, he has been practicing carefully for nearly 100 days. He put the harmonica to his lips and without thinking, began to play Wang PI Ku''s "I love you China". Whenever I feel pain, I want you to hold me tight and touch my soul as you always do. Whenever I am confused, you give me a kind of warmth, just like someone''s arm tightly around my shoulder. Sometimes I will be lonely and helpless, just like the falling stones on the hillside, but as long as I think of your name, I will always regain my confidence. Sometimes I will lose my direction, just like the stray swallows in the sky I love you, China''s beloved mother. I cry for you and I''m proud of you... Blowing, there are too many snots and tears, the tone of the harmonica has changed, and the horse can only put down the harmonica and want to wipe it. The three girls immediately handed out their handkerchiefs, but Ma and Ma directly put a heroic wipe on the sleeves of the school uniform. The only chairman who didn''t hand over his handkerchief asked, "whose song is this for?"“ To mother. " And Ma answered without hesitation, "my dear mother."“ That''s right. " The chairman looked up at the moon, "it''s a wonderful song. I can feel the emotion. Your feelings will be transmitted. " And the horse looked up at the sky. In his last life, he didn''t like to go home and listen to his parents, and didn''t take the reunion significance of the Mid Autumn Festival seriously. It may be because in that era, the network eliminated the distance. He ma in the Internet age has never experienced what nostalgia is. Now he really experienced it. Sure enough, even if the leather bag has been changed, the beating under the chest is still pure and pure. He ma silently added one item to his future goal: to go home and have a look, even as an international friend.