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Chapter 13 0012 [Still an Opera Girl]

We have physical education class in the afternoon.

Today is a rare day. The physical education teacher is full of energy and has not changed the class due to sudden illness.

The whole class was very happy. They formed small groups of three or five and headed to the playground with light steps and laughter.

At this time, there are almost no nerds who still want to study.

The reason why top students are top students is that they study when they should study and play when they should play, and they can arrange their time fully and reasonably.

Several people also gathered around Chen Guiliang, including his roommates Xie Yang, Yang Hao and Xu Haibo, as well as Guan Zhiqiang, one of the three mythical gods.

"Who was the girl who came to see you at noon?" Xie Yang asked curiously.

Chen Guiliang said, "A freshman in high school."

Xie Yang said enviously, "Of course. When she left, she passed by my seat and I took a closer look. She's actually quite pretty. By the way, what's her name? Which class is she in, freshman year?"

"I don't know." said Chen Guiliang.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Li Jun was listening to music on his MP3 player and holding a basketball in his hand as he gradually caught up from behind.

Although this guy was annoying, he was still a member of the school basketball team. He was a good basketball player, and every time he had physical education class, there were always a few students who loved playing basketball and would gather around Li Jun to play with him.

"Fuck, Zheng Feng, you forget your friends when you see a beautiful woman!"

A student who was playing basketball there yelled at Zheng Feng, "Stop being a follower, come over and play basketball with us."

Zheng Feng's face turned red with embarrassment, and he quickly left Bian Guanyue and ran over.

Without his lackey, Bian Guanyue instantly felt much more at ease.

She put on her earphones and strolled leisurely listening to music.

Wang Siyu and a few close friends came over to her arm in arm. "Classmate Bian, what kind of music do you usually listen to? Do you listen to Jay Chou?"

"Listen." Bian Guanyue took off an earplug.

Although she appeared extremely aloof, she was not really acting on her own.

Take this moment, for example: when someone talks to her, she takes out one earplug, firstly out of respect for the other person, and secondly because she's afraid of missing something.

Wang Siyu said, "My favorite song is 'Dong Feng Po'. Which song do you like by Jay Chou?"

"In the Name of the Father." Bian Guanyue replied.

“My favorite is ‘Sunny Day’.”

"Obviously, 'Nunchucks' is the coolest."

"Love is before the Christian era, love is before the Christian era!"

"..."

Several girls joined the discussion one after another, chattering non-stop about Jay Chou.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the playground.

Class hadn't started yet and the basketball court was completely occupied, so we had to wait a while before a seat became available.

Li Jun put the basketball on the ground, pointed at a leaf and said, "Do you believe I can touch it if I jump?"

Naturally, everyone didn't believe it.

Li Jun immediately took off his coat, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and looked at Bian Guanyue. In order to attract the girl's attention, he raised his voice and shouted: "Look at me, I'm going to touch you!"

Sure enough, a few girls looked over.

Li Jun ran a few steps and suddenly jumped up. Not only did he touch the leaf, but he also picked it off. He said proudly, "No big deal. It's only a little higher than the basket. I can dunk it easily!"

"Wow!"

Many students, both boys and girls, were amazed.

Li Jun put his hands on his hips, straightened his neck and looked at the crowd proudly, feeling extremely awesome.

Xie Yang commented in a low voice: "Idiot."

Xu Haibo also said: "Strong limbs, simple mind."

Chen Guiliang smiled.

In a blink of an eye, the bell rang and the physical education teacher blew the whistle at the edge of the playground.

After the roll call, the PE teacher said, "Nothing to do today. After a 1,000-meter jog, you'll have free time. We'll reconvene for roll call before the get out of class ends. You need to warm up before running. Follow me and do a set of exercises."

During the warm-up, everyone's movements were loose, as if they would be laughed at if they took it too seriously.

On the contrary, only Chen Guiliang did it the most standardly, and he felt that he really should exercise.

"Okay, warm-up's done, time to jog a thousand meters. Don't be lazy, I'm watching."

The whistle blows and the run begins.

In less than 500 meters, the students in the class were clearly divided into several echelons.

Chen Guiliang belongs to the middle echelon, neither too high nor too low. But he still feels a little weak and needs to continue to eat more meat to replenish his body. His small body has not yet recovered from long-term malnutrition.

Starting tomorrow, get up early to exercise and keep running.

After running a thousand meters, the playground was staggering.

Some people were lazy and took shortcuts. The physical education teacher pretended not to notice and only said to the students who were tired and lying down: "Don't lie down or sit down immediately after exercise. Stand up and walk around!"

Li Jun put one hand on his waist and pointed at everyone: "Haha, you are too weak. You can't even run a thousand meters."

A bunch of classmates gave him disgusted looks.

Chen Guiliang clutched his stomach and panted as he walked slowly. He ran just fine in the 500-meter range, and his sprints were explosive. But his long-distance running struggled, and he'd run out of energy halfway through, requiring further nutrition and exercise.

Bian Guanyue had also finished the run by this time, without changing his expression or breathing heavily, and ran the thousand meters with ease.

"Lao Bian, you're still strong." Chen Guiliang has recovered.

This address was a bit unexpected, and Bian Guanyue asked in confusion: "Are you calling me?"

Chen Guiliang said, "Yes. If you are not satisfied, I can call you Xiao Bian from now on."

Bian Guanyue didn't respond to him and started listening to music with earphones.

Oh, this guy is too difficult to deal with.

Chen Guiliang didn't even know what her hobbies were. She just wouldn't tell him when asked, and it was no use trying to ask him indirectly.

Anyway, it's very mysterious.

It was very challenging and Chen Guiliang became very interested.

"Master Chen, it's time to play table tennis!" Xu Haibo shouted from a distance.

"I'm coming!"

Chen Guiliang responded twice, then asked Bian Guanyue, "Want to play table tennis?"

Bian Guanyue shook her head: "No."

Chen Guiliang said no more and trotted towards the ping-pong table.

"Reporting to the Discipline Office, reporting to the Discipline Office, Jay Chou from Class 2, Grade 3, come to the Discipline Office immediately..."

My roommate Li Yulin started singing while holding a tennis racket. The broken guitar in the dormitory was his, and it was also him who was scared away during the date at the artificial lake that night.

When Chen Guiliang was in his second year of high school, he also learned guitar from Li Yulin.

But the results were limited, I only learned to play "Two Tigers" and "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star".

After Chen Guiliang left the playground, Bian Guanyue rejected the invitations of several girls.

She circled the playground alone, her MP3 player plugged in at some point, and Stefanie Sun's "Sky" blared from her earbuds. "Why is my sky covered with wet tears?"

"My sky, why is it always gray?"

"Drifting on the other side of the world, letting loneliness invade me again and again..."

On the east side of the playground, the students are playing table tennis.

On the west side of the playground, students are playing basketball.

There is a football field in the middle of the playground, and some students are playing football.

There were also many girls gathered together chatting, in groups of three or five, with smiles on their faces, and I don’t know what interesting things they were talking about.

It seems that all these have nothing to do with Border Moon.

She seemed to be pulled out of this world, with nothing around her.

Only one song and one person left.

……

In the blink of an eye, Chen Guiliang had been reborn for a week.

Apart from gradually getting closer to Bian Guanyue, the rest of the time was spent familiarizing myself with the high school textbooks.

English and mathematics give him the most headaches!

I have to go home and get the textbooks for the first and second year of high school, and slowly make up for it chapter by chapter.

Mengya magazine should have received his manuscript. But whether it was read by anyone is hard to say. After all, with over 40 submissions, it would take the organizers more than a month to review them.

Friday, school is over in the morning.

Bian Guanyue took the initiative to speak: "Have you finished yesterday's geography exercise paper?"

"It's done." Chen Guiliang said.

Bian Guanyue said, "I have a big question I can't answer. Can I borrow yours to look at?"

"Here." Chen Guiliang took out the test paper from the desk drawer.

Bian Guanyue took the exercise paper, folded it in half and put it in her schoolbag.

Zheng Feng said attentively, "I've finished my paper too."

Bian Guanyue pretended not to hear and walked out with his schoolbag.

Zheng Feng hurriedly caught up.

The two walked to the bus stop, one in front and one behind, and waited.

There are many day students waiting for the bus.

A moment later, before the bus even stopped, Zheng Feng squeezed in desperately.

He tried his best to rush to the front and soon found an empty seat next to him. He ran over in three or two steps and sat down, and then used his schoolbag to occupy the seat next to him.

"Bianguanyue, there is a vacant seat here!" Zheng Feng shouted to take credit.

Bian Guanyue frowned. She didn't like others doing this and would rather stand the whole time than owe anyone a favor.

But if he refuses, it seems that he doesn't consider Zheng Feng as a friend.

Yes, although she was cold towards Zheng Feng, she already regarded Zheng Feng as a friend.

Chen Guiliang and Wang Siyu are also her friends.

Bian Guanyue walked over and sat down. Zheng Feng felt nervous and uneasy because they were so close. He was afraid of offending the goddess, so he moved his butt to the side, not daring to let his clothes touch Bian Guanyue.

Zheng Feng felt that time passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the place where Bianguan Yue got off the car.

He also got off the bus and planned to walk one stop home.

Zheng Feng stood by the road in a daze, watching Bian Guanyue walk into the alley.

This is the old town.

Strictly speaking, it is a back street that still retains some buildings from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. The government plans to transform it into a tourist attraction.

Bian Guanyue's residence is in a back street in a broad sense, and it is full of old staff buildings.

We are all familiar with each other and there are no secrets between us.

Zheng Feng asked his elders indirectly and found out that Bian Guanyue's grandparents were both retired employees of the cotton mill.

Bian Guanyue has an uncle who is currently a civil servant in the city. He moved to the city with his wife and children to settle down.

Bian Guanyue's mother remarried in Pengcheng after her divorce.

As for Bian Guanyue's father, Zheng Feng has not yet found out the exact information.

Seeing Bian Guanyue disappear around the corner, Zheng Feng hurriedly chased after her. Only after he saw the goddess enter the building did he turn around and walk back home.

Bian Guan Yue lives on the sixth floor.

Noticing that there was no one else in the corridor, the usually aloof and cold Bian Guanyue seemed to become lively all of a sudden.

She climbed the stairs briskly, humming a song, sometimes taking two or three steps at a time.

He put away the key and pushed the door open.

Grandpa is cooking in the kitchen.

Grandma was tidying up the flowers and plants on the balcony. When she heard the door open, she said, "Guan Guan is back!"

"came back."

A bright smile appeared on Bian Guanyue's face, and she seemed like two completely different people compared to when she was outside.

She threw her bag on the couch and walked over to the TV to face the wall.

There were old newspapers on the wall with many footprints on them.

Bian Guanyue suddenly raised his left leg, stepped on the newspaper on the wall, and then pressed half of his body forward.

She stretched her legs and adjusted her breathing.

After a short preparation, Bian Guanyue sang the Sichuan opera "Red Plum Blossom":
"Spring is in full swing on the red plum blossom branches, and I happened to meet a gentleman standing on the painted bridge."

"I pick a fragrant branch and give it to the young one. Don't let down her heart and secretly send it to you today."

"When the wind blows, my clothes flutter. How can I stop my heart from beating and my soul from shaking..."

When performing the opera, Bian Guanyue's temperament changed completely.

Especially that look, it is so bewitching.

Traditional opera actors must practice five techniques: hand, eye, body, technique, and step.

Anger, rage, sadness, and joy can all be clearly expressed through eyes.

If she used this kind of look in school, she could make all the boys in the class lose their minds.

Grandma came back from the balcony to the living room and sat on the sofa to watch her granddaughter sing. Her wrinkles smoothed out and she smiled silently from ear to ear.

Not long after, Bian Guanyue changed another leg.

Suddenly, there was a sound of unlocking the door, and then the door was pushed open.

Bian Guanyue thought his uncle had returned from the city, but when he turned around, his expression instantly turned cold: "What are you doing here?"

The person who came was her mother, Guan Xiaolin, who had already remarried to Pengcheng.

Guan Xiaolin, carrying a large number of gift boxes, smiled warmly upon seeing her daughter. "I heard from your aunt that you transferred schools, so I came back to see you. Why don't you continue studying in Chengdu? The conditions there are so good. What can you learn by returning to the county town?"

Bian Guanyue returned to the bedroom without saying a word and closed the door with a bang.

(End of this chapter)