1

In my freshman year, I was idle and bored, and built a QQ group named "Let's make hormones", calling myself the owner of the group, which is euphemistically called expanding my horizons and promoting communication, but actually adjusting the imbalance between men and women in all departments and placing restless youth.

at least three times a week, I actively play the role of matchmaker, so that single men and women from all walks of life can convey love eyes and capture love signals. I remember that in less than a month, eight couples have succeeded in holding hands, including a man and a woman. That lively scene can be called the university version of If You Are the One.

One day, a person named "Crying in the Late Night" requested to pass through the group.

I typed back: "Who is crying in the middle of the night?"

the other party: "me."

me: "Who the fuck are you?"

the other party: "I am who I am, different smoke and fucking fire."

I like this tone. We need fresh blood in our group, and we just lack such people with distinctive personalities. I immediately added him as a friend through the other party's request.

Soon, I sent a little yellow face expression from insidious smile. "Classmate, are you looking for love, too?"

The other party immediately replied, "I'm here to find Ding Hanhan."

I sighed at the computer. "Classmate, Ding Hanhan is a famous prodigal son, and he is the one who muddied the pure air in the group. You have no idea how many flowers have been ravaged by him and how many hearts have been broken by him. I'm also a female compatriot who shares your common enemy. I advise you that this kind of person ... "

The other party suddenly sent a window jitter." Quiet, don't talk nonsense, I'm Zhang Fei. "

I screamed and the mouse in my hand almost flew out.

2

I believe that in this world, some people are born to shine, while others are born to make a fool of themselves. With a flick of a stick, God put Zhang Fei in the latter category.

Zhang Fei's original name was not Zhang Fei, but Zhang Feili. Calling a girl Zhang Fei shows how many insults she has endured and how unfair she has been treated. Well, I was the initiator of her nickname.

Zhang Feili is my high school classmate, with dark skin, thick eyebrows, honest figure, reckless personality and a natural nosy and warm heart. Whenever a bold boy molests a delicate girl at work, Zhang Feili always shouts loudly and stands beside the girl. Needless to say, she akimbo, stares and stomps. That momentum, there is a male force that is superior in skill and quiet.

As the monitor and Zhang Feili's deskmate, I kindly removed the word "Li" for her and called her Zhang Fei, which is well deserved. A few years later, when Zhang Fei's beef was popular all over the country, I could always see a little Zhang Feili's shadow on the tough uncle dressed as Zhang Fei outside the store. Presumably this is the so-called charm.

Zhang Fei's IQ is worrying, especially in reciting ancient Chinese prose. At that time, among the group of people left behind by the Chinese teacher to recite ancient Chinese, there was always a round and strong person who looked like a big drum at first glance.

The drum is quiet and earnest, reciting ancient Chinese over and over again, and the compatriots around him never hurry after they leave one by one. Until the night outside merged with Zhang Fei's skin color, she could not recite it. Later, when the Chinese teacher saw Zhang Fei, he looked constipated. After trying various methods and still failing, he finally sighed and said, "Zhang Feili, go, and you don't have to recite ancient Chinese in the future."

This incident was greatly exaggerated by a classmate in the class, to the effect that "Zhang Fei's stupidity is a kind of cancer, and even the teacher can't cure it". High school life is boring to death. Unfortunately, Zhang Fei can just be used as a radiant joke and become the collective memory of our graduates.

Zhang Fei said angrily to me afterwards, "Quiet, I hate Chinese teachers! What do you mean,' Zhang Feili, you go'? Isn't this a desperate ending for my life and a verdict that my IQ has reached the end? Am I that bad? He doesn't know how I killed myself when I got home. What is ancient prose? I can't remember it once, so I will do it twice, three times, ten times and fifty times. I don't want to tell you how hard I work, I just want to say that I really love ancient Chinese. "

I shook my head. "Zhang Fei, no matter what you do, everyone only looks at the result. Who cares if you are true love or fake love?"

of course, it also includes love.

3

Last semester, Ding Hanhan transferred to our class. For this person, the universal version circulated among girls is described in three words: handsome. On the first day when the class teacher arranged his seat in front of Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei looked at the back of his head for a whole class.

Soon, anthomaniac girls of all grades smelled the smell of Ding Hanshuai. From the gentle senior in the repetition class upstairs to the eccentric younger sister downstairs, they all came to the door of our classroom to write love letters to Ding Hanshuai. Ding Hanhan has a busy business, so he rarely sits in his seat in quiet time, listening to MP3 with headphones plugged in.

One day when I was sleeping on my desk, I vaguely caught a glimpse of a dark side face. On closer inspection, the smile on Zhang Fei's face began to shake like an electric shock.

"Zhang Fei, you scared me to death!" I was wide awake, so I straightened up. "Tell Ding Hanhan if you like. What's the matter with staring at people's strange smiles?"

Zhang Fei suddenly stood up and dragged me to the back door of the classroom. She pointed to the broken door and told me, "Be quiet, I told him. That day, I blocked Ding Hanhan here and showed him my heart. "

"what did he say?"

"He only said three words."

"impossible?"

"No."

"in your dreams?"

"not really."

"Is it' I love you'?" I exclaimed.

Zhang Fei shook his head. "It's' You go'."

I suddenly remembered my Chinese teacher's words, and I couldn't help laughing. Zhang Fei ignored me all morning and two classes in the afternoon.

In the third year of senior high school, Ding Hanhan got a girlfriend, which completely broke the old saying that "water and fertilizer don't flow from outsiders" and "the moon comes first when the water is near". Who let our class be a science class, the survival rate of beautiful women was almost zero.

Zhang Fei watched helplessly as Ding Hanhan took the girl's hand in the other class, and she was so heartbroken that she sang sad love songs on her desk every day after class, all of which were written by Eason Chan: Long time no see, Don't talk, King of karaoke, Insomnia all over the world and so on. Eason Chan's songs are difficult to sing. I didn't expect Zhang Fei to sing well, but there is something unspeakable about his pronunciation.

It has been proved that when a girl who looks like Zhang Fei falls in love with a boy who looks like Ding Han, the outcome is tragic in nine cases out of ten. Ding Hanhan never turned to talk to Zhang Fei once, and hardly heard her singing, because he always wore headphones.

Time made most girls in the class have a crush on Ding Hanhan, except Zhang Fei. Until graduation, her strange smile never stopped and her singing never stopped.

I advised Zhang Fei, "I loved you, but I don't regret it."

Zhang Fei nodded thoughtfully. "I just want to sing him a song when I graduate."

"it's not easy, it's on me." As a class leader, I promised Zhang Fei that she and Ding would be in a private room on the day of graduation.

I didn't think Zhang Fei almost missed the number.

4

On the night of graduation, there were more girls who sang songs for Ding Hanhan in KTV rooms than they could count. Most people give themselves an explanation by parting, even if it is the swan song of love. At first, Ding Hanhan was a gentleman. Sitting on one side of the sofa, he kept smiling, clapping and praising intermittently. Later, I got a little impatient, yawned, went to the toilet and looked at my mobile phone. I'm tired of listening to love songs, not to mention single love songs without exception.

When a girl with a zit on her face tore her heart out and sang "I love you the most, how can you make me sad and leave without saying a word when I need you most", Ding Han picked up her bag and stood up, ready to leave without saying a word.

it was at that time that Zhang Fei grabbed the microphone.

"Ding Hanhan, wait a minute!" Zhang Fei turned around and winked at me desperately when he saw Ding Hanhan.

I hurried to the song-ordering monitor and ordered a song "King of K Songs".

Zhang Fei just sang two sentences, and a forceful and rhythmic opening suddenly sounded, and a fat man with a ponytail suddenly appeared on the screen.

Liu Huan inside began to sing: "The river flows eastward/the stars in the sky join the Beidou/hehehehehehe/a bowl of wine at the turn of life and death ..."

After two seconds of silence, the audience burst into laughter.

"Who the fuck cut the song? ！” Zhang Fei roared.

I swear on all the lives in the private room, it's definitely not me.

Zhang Fei called the classmate closest to the monitor to change the song back. The classmate poked his finger on the screen several times and told Zhang Fei sadly, "It's stuck."

Zhang Fei thought for half a minute, and his painful face twisted like a twist. She suddenly walked up to Liu Huan in a few steps, rested on her hips, stared and stamped her feet, cheered herself up and shouted, "It's all lit up, sing!"

to tell you the truth, Zhang Fei sings The Song of Good Han very well. How good is it? Good enough that she can change her nickname, not Zhang Fei, but Liu Huan.

Ding Hanhan stood at the door and listened to Zhang Fei's song, saying something that someone in the place will never forget.

He smiled and said, "Classmate, please sing in Mandarin."

I finally understood what was wrong with Zhang Fei's articulation amid the laughter that couldn't stop.

Zhang Fei's authentic taste of salt and pepper turned her magnificent song offering into a funny one. But disapprovingly, she held up the microphone and shouted, "Ding Hanhan, I know you have a girlfriend, but I still want to tell you that I still like you, regardless of the result." When you meet love, you should shoot when you should! "

5

After graduation, I went to a university in other provinces to study. I didn't expect to meet several old high school classmates there, and Ding Hanhan was one of them. Some students mentioned Zhang Fei, saying that she did badly in the exam and stayed in school for a year. We exchanged a few old jokes that Zhang Fei never got tired of hearing, and quickly rushed to a brand-new university life. Who would have thought that I would meet her in a QQ group?

a week later, I sat opposite to Zhang Fei, making hot pot in her dormitory. Cockroaches run rampant on the unpaved floor, and the old fan creaks overhead. It's so hot in summer and the dormitory is so broken. Zhang Fei, wearing a large white T for pajamas, spread his legs at 9 degrees, scalded his hairy belly and told me why he was here.

Zhang Fei was going to repeat her studies, but when she heard that Ding Hanhan applied for the university, she decided to go to the same city with him. Her score is only enough for junior college, so go to junior college. Where Ding Han is, she will follow.

My head shook like a rattle. "What is it that you follow him like this?"

Zhang Fei chewed a hairy belly and vowed, "I've thought about it. I still have strength. I'll chase him again. I don't want any regrets in my life."

"But isn't everyone ungrateful?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't appreciate it. I still like him. When you meet love, you should shoot when you should! " The way Zhang Fei slammed chopsticks on the table was particularly man.

I took a look at Zhang Fei's yellow white T, but I didn't dare to tell her that Ding Hanhan's girlfriend lives next door to my dormitory. Her pajamas are light purple, silk, lace and full of sexy and mature style. You female man, there's nothing you can do to shout your voice out, and it's no use beating your hands.

I am puzzled by Zhang Fei's behavior of coming to our school every week to find Ding Hanhan. It takes two hours to go from her school to our school one way. Zhang Fei came all the way just to see Ding Hanhan. Ding Hanhan is obviously a handsome guy with high emotional intelligence. Although he is not interested in Zhang Fei, he is always interested in Zhang Fei, inviting him to dinner and chatting with him. He is not negligent and unambiguous.

In the past two years in college, girl friends, who walked beside Ding Hanhan, has changed sexy mature style, cute loli style, pure royal elder sister style, personalized rock style and fresh mori girl style in no particular order. But even after a round, it didn't fall on Zhang Fei's head

"People's first love takes all their strength at a glance," I said to Zhang Fei, who was biting the milk tea straw in front of them. "Why do you have inexhaustible strength, but the more frustrated you are?"

"They are' doing' and I am' doing'."

I sneer. "The ending is the same. It's all the product of the word' can't get it'."

On a sleepy summer afternoon, Zhang Fei's serious face was horribly refreshing. "I know, you all laugh at me. But I didn't want to get him, but to be worthy of myself. A person, living in this world, life is short, it is not easy to meet a person who really likes him.

"From the moment I met, I told myself that this was not a playground, but a battlefield. I picked up my gun, and every line of defense I broke through and every fortress I conquered was actually not aimed at others, but at myself, my cowardice, timidity, doubt, failure to do my best and failure to do my best to win. You can cry, but you can't give up easily. No matter how it ends, I will always present myself with a bouquet of flowers, which will be a triumph. A clear conscience and a life-and-death struggle are triumphs. "

"Zhang Fei, what you said is really high-spirited, which will be very difficult and tiring."

"Of course, I'm tired. Do you think the screen name' Crying in the middle of the night' is used for fun?"

I was stunned.

6

One day, Zhang Fei invited Ding Hanhan and me to karaoke.

In the private room, Zhang Fei finally sang "The King of K Songs", which was not dedicated to Ding Han when he graduated from high school. She still sings beautifully, and when she speaks, she still smells like Trump.

after singing a song, Zhang Fei said, "Ding Hanhan, let me tell you a secret. In fact, those Eason Chan songs I sang at my desk in high school were all for you. One day, I stole your MP3 while you were in the toilet. I took notes of all the songs and thought I had learned to sing. If I sing to you every day, you will like me. As a result, you only listened to the music by yourself and never took off your headphones. "

I was shocked. "Zhang Fei, you silly girl, can do such a calculated thing!"

Ding Hanhan smiled and said, "I'll tell you a secret, too. In fact, I know your secret. I pressed the pause button and listened carefully to your singing. Thank you for your company. "

Zhang Fei said, "Thank you for your respect. Goodbye."

ding hanhan nodded, "goodbye."

after the break-up, Zhang Fei and I went back to her dormitory, and Ding Han didn't go back to school.

in the taxi, I asked Zhang Fei, why did I suddenly give up when I liked Ding for so long?

"Because I have done my best, and I have no strength. Quietly, I remember you once told me that you loved it and didn't regret it. I don't think so. I don't regret it if I can't move my love. " Zhang Fei burst into laughter. "I've worked my ass off and done my best. It's time for me to give up."

I stared at Zhang Fei, and felt that she was really like the night outside the window, and I couldn't see through it.

"Zhang Fei, don't be too sad, and don't cry in the middle of the night," I patted Zhang Fei's hand. "No matter what the ending is, you are fucking good."

Zhang Fei burst into a flurry of laughter again. "I'm not as miserable as you think." After that, Zhang Fei took out his mobile phone and opened the photo album inside to show me.

In the photo, a man with dark skin and white teeth.