Tsinghua University

Chapter 51 pull hook

In the evening, light gray clouds once again blocked the sun.The rain in the early autumn seemed to have a special liking for this mountain. The rain fell from the sky and made circles of ripples on the small river not far away.

Jiang Fusheng opened the windows in the room a little to let the wind in.Before, the six of them were assigned to a small room on the balcony on the top floor. The place transformed from a utility room was already crowded with six beds. Adding the tools and some luggage used for painting, it was too crowded, so I asked the teacher Offered to change room.

Next week is the National Day. During this time period, the hotels around Shidu are quite tense.This "farmhouse" is no exception, and there are not many empty rooms downstairs.Under the teacher's arrangement, Zhao Han lived downstairs with the other two, and only Shen Tinglan, Jiang Susheng, and Jiang Huaiyang were left on the balcony on the top floor.

The TV was on, and Shen Tinglan played whatever channel he wanted.This is a children's program, and it reruns "The Adventures of Jackie Chan".Originally, they still had some sketches to draw at night, and they were busy with their homework, so they didn't have the time to read, so they just heard a noise.But Jiang Fusheng next to him became interested in this cartoon, and while drawing sketches, he learned the words of the characters in it:

"My name is Heihu Afu, you are ready to die!"

"Crows take a plane!"

"Tornado destroys parking lot!"

"..."

Shen Tinglan was so annoyed that she wanted to change the channel.But Jiang Fusheng grabbed the remote control first, so he had to take the sketchpad and go to the TV to change channels.Seeing him standing up, Jiang Fusheng joked, "Why, do you want to dance a flamenco dance with me?"

"Fart jump!" Shen Tinglan tapped Jiang Susheng's head with a sketchpad. He sat on the edge of the TV cabinet, bent down to touch the small button under the TV, and listened to a TV station that broadcast cross talk.

The performance is a single-speaking "Liu Luoguo Farewell".

Jiang Fusheng listened carefully for a while: "Hey, when we go back to Binhai, let's go to listen to the cross talk together. Some small venues are good and cheap. When I was young, these folk artists didn't live in In a high-rise building. At that time, I lived on the street, and my neighbor was talking about cross talk."

"When I was seven or eight years old, I stole 100 yuan from my dad and went to a nearby restaurant to listen to cross talk. I listened to it all afternoon and enjoyed it. Later, my dad searched for me all over the street and couldn't find me. He thought I was being photographed. Hanako was kidnapped and almost called the police."

"Did your father beat you later?" Jiang Huaiyang asked.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? You should ask my dad if it hurts me. When I got home, my mother said that if Pai Hanako really abducted me, I would have to eat poorly. I have to send this big Buddha back home.” Jiang Fusheng added, “After the college entrance examination is over, let’s go to listen to cross talk together. On the west bank of the People’s Park, go in and buy a plate of melon seeds, make a pot of tea, and serve a plate of fruit. I treat guests and spend money to buy happiness."

"Okay, Boss Jiang is grand." Shen Tinglan glanced out the window, through the rain, the pencil in his hand outlined the outlines of two mountains.He imagined the scene that day, a teahouse that was not too big, with several rows of tables and chairs, a plate full of melons and fruits, and guests seated.Two microphones on the stage, with a sound of wake-up, slowly told a pleasant story.

It only rained outside for a while, and the dark clouds set down the mountain together with the setting sun.If the weather is fine tomorrow, they will go to the nearby village to sketch.Climbing a mountain is a physical activity that requires a good rest.They finished washing before ten o'clock and lay down on the bed.

Jiang Huaiyang fell asleep quickly, Shen Tinglan and Jiang Susheng were both night owls, this would make them go to bed early, and instead get used to it.Jiang Fusheng turned back and forth like pancakes, knowing that Shen Tinglan was not asleep, so he called him softly, "Lanlan, can you sleep?"

"I can't sleep."

Jiang Fusheng raised his eyes to look out of the window, and had an idea: "How about the two of us go to the rooftop to watch the stars."

"Look at the stars?"

"Hmm." Jiang Xusheng pointed to the sky outside the window, "There are so many stars outside, do you want to go?"

Shen Tinglan was aroused by Jiang Xusheng's phrase "there are so many stars". When he was a child, he heard from his grandfather that there used to be many stars at night, like countless fireflies flying up.

He has never seen what a firefly looks like, and it is difficult to imagine a specific picture.Anyway, he couldn't fall asleep while lying down, so he lifted the quilt, pulled on his shoes, carried a ponytail with Jiang Fusheng, and walked out the door lightly.

The rain that accumulates on the roof forms irregular puddles, and when the wind blows, there will be faint ripples.It was cold at night, so each of them put on a long-sleeved shirt and put the ponytail on the ground casually.

Shen Tinglan sat beside Jiang Fusheng, they held each other's hands in the gently blowing wind, and looked at the boundless sky at the same time.

There are actually not too many stars here, and the Milky Way is still not visible.But compared with the city, it looks dense and beautiful.Shen Tinglan used to like to read popular science books, and he also recognized several constellations, pointing them out to Jiang Fusheng one by one.

Jiang Fusheng's gaze followed the direction of Shen Tinglan's fingers as he moved across the starry sky. He was not interested in most of the constellations, but he still carefully memorized their positions and shapes.After a while, the humming of the cicadas stopped for a moment, and Jiang Fusheng asked Shen Tinglan, "Which one is the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd?"

Shen Tinglan pointed out the two stars to Jiang Fusheng respectively: "Actually, they are very far apart, 16 billion light-years away, and it is impossible to meet. But they met in the story, across a distance of 16 billion light-years, The impossible has become possible."

Shen Tinglan's tone was a bit of a smile: "But in the story, they are separated by a Milky Way, and the boat can't get through." He deliberately said, "A great poet in the Song Dynasty wrote it. If the relationship between the two lasts for a long time, how can they be in the court?" Twilight."

"Are you stupid? Qin Guan is just a writer. He knows what a magpie bridge fairy is." Jiang Fusheng pointed to the sky, "As the old saying goes, one day in the sky is one year in the world. Cowherd and Weaver Girl can stay on top all day long , we are the only ones who mourn spring and autumn year after year on earth.”

Shen Tinglan laughed instantly: "Hey, then do you want to spend time with me day and night?"

For some reason, Jiang Fusheng felt a little shy when Shen Tinglan asked him such a straightforward question.He was embarrassed to show his shyness, nodded heavily, and said, "Of course it's you."

"Then pull the hook." Shen Tinglan stretched out a little finger to Jiang Fusheng, "Hanging on the hook, it cannot be changed for 100 years."

The author has something to say: I, Hu Hansan