The corridor is covered with a layer of marble tiles, dyeing the afterglow of the sunset.

Xia Linxi stood against the railing, looking down at his shadow. It was the setting sun, and the light from the sky shone slanted, pulling her shadow very long.

The head teacher passed by her, still serious. He held a stack of documents and walked straight into the front door of the classroom.

"Good afternoon, parents," said Teacher He, standing in the classroom, "Thank you all for attending our parent-teacher meeting. Today is August 27, 2012, and there are only 283 days left before the college entrance examination next year..."

He walked up to the podium step by step: "All our teachers understand that the next period of time will be extremely critical. It is best for all the students in our class to focus all their energy on their studies, not to waste any time, and try their best to pursue the college entrance examination."

He emphasized: "Especially the top students in our class."

After saying that, he also took a look at Meng Zhixing's location.

Meng Zhixing happened to stand outside the window and caught the head teacher's eyes. His heart trembled, feeling that the teacher might know something, but he didn't say it directly.

After figuring this out, he quickly went downstairs and ran away.

Zhang Huaiwu carried his schoolbag and watched Meng Zhixing leave, and also sighed: "Hey, college entrance examination, college entrance examination, every word is inseparable from the college entrance examination."

Like Xia Linxi, Zhang Huaiwu was also waiting for the end of the parent-teacher meeting and then went home with his father.

Unlike Xia Linxi, Zhang Huaiwu's total score in the monthly exam this time was very low, almost the worst time he has ever had since he entered high school.

He lay on the railing and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. It wasn't that he didn't do well in the exam on purpose, but that he really performed poorly.

"Your dad seems to be chatting with my dad," Xia Linxi asked suddenly, "Do they know each other?"

Zhang Huaiwu turned his head and then noticed Xia Linxi beside him.

He looked into the classroom and saw Teacher He showing the slides. The slides showed the grades of the whole class, the grade rankings of each person, and even the school's estimated score lines... Not surprisingly, Xia Linxi, Chen Yichuan, Meng Zhixing, and the names of these top students were all added with a little red flower to express their praise.

His own name was bolded in bold, just as a warning.

Zhang Huaiwu raised his hand, grabbed his hair, and said in a hint: "How could my dad know your dad? I haven't heard him say..."

Xia Linxi paused and asked indirectly: "Do you know Jiang Zhenghan's parents?"

Zhang Huaiwu said: "I have met his father. At the parent meeting in the second semester of the second year of high school, his father also talked to me for a while."

He picked up a Coke bottle and tapped the railing with the bottle: "Brother Zheng's father is a good person at first glance, very gentle, and likes to laugh... Anyway, he is just someone else's father, you will know if you have seen him."

Xia Linxi said: "It's a pity that I haven't noticed it before."

I really haven't noticed it.

Before the first year of high school to the second year of high school, the whole school had a class-divided examination, which divided the key classes of the grade according to the ranking of the class-divided examination. Xia Linxi's classmates were all winners in that exam. They were like a group of allies on the expedition, shouldering the mission of continuing victory and creating glory.

And in this legion, some people are destined to be outstanding, some are destined to be mediocre, and if they don’t want to do nothing, they can only be outstanding.

If we only talk about achievements, Jiang Zhenghan is probably the one who is mediocre.

Xia Linxi had never paid much attention to him before, and she didn't know who attended the parent-teacher meeting. There were only two parent-teacher meetings in the second year of high school, once in the last semester and once in the next semester. She was not present every time.

At today's parent meeting, Jiang Zhenghan's parents are likely not to appear.

Xia Linxi felt a little regretful.

She then began to reflect on herself again, why she felt regretful. She and Jiang Zhenghan were ordinary classmates, and the two of them were just ordinary relationships. She thought of a reason for herself, perhaps it was just curiosity.

Yes, it's curiosity.

As if to satisfy her curiosity, Zhang Huaiwu continued: "But Brother Zheng's father is a little different from others..."

Xia Linxi asked: "Where is different?"

Zhang Huaiwu scratched his head, as if he was weighing the words, but after thinking for a while, he finally just said: "It's hard to describe, you will understand when you see him."

Xia Linxi did not give up, and then asked him back: "Don't you feel uncomfortable if you keep it halfway through your words?"

Zhang Huaiwu said "tsk" and was about to answer her question, his eyes suddenly lit up again. He held the Coke bottle in one hand and pointed the other hand at the entrance of the stairs: "Look at, his dad is here."

It was almost half past six, the sky became dimming, the dusk was tumbling, and the light and shadow became softer.

Xia Linxi carried his schoolbag and looked towards the stairs. The first person to catch his eye was Jiang Zhenghan.

However, there was a strange middle-aged man beside Jiang Zhenghan.

On such a hot August day, he wore long trousers, long sleeves, ink blue clothing, and dyed a few spots of motor oil.

Zhang Huaiwu said: "Brother Zheng's father must be very handsome when he was young. Look at him in his forties and fifties. His eyes are eyes, and his nose is nose, and he looks so straight."

Xia Linxi asked: "What is the eyes and the nose is the nose?"

"Oh, I can't describe it well," Zhang Huaiwu raised his foot and walked towards the stairs, "It's pretty good anyway."

Zhang Huaiwu ran towards Jiang Zhenghan, while Xia Linxi was still wandering on the spot.

She thought to herself, isn’t Jiang Zhenghan’s father just wearing a job outfit? This can be considered different from others?

She didn't agree with Zhang Huaiwu's words just now.

But when Jiang Zhenghan's father stood behind the classroom and pushed open the wooden door as if he was normal, Xia Linxi realized that the middle-aged man's right sleeve was empty.

He only has the left hand.

And after being blown by the wind, the sleeve tube on the right hand floats like a flag on the field, facing the wind.

Xia Linxi fell into a long period of loss of consciousness.

Before Jiang's father entered the door, Jiang Zhenghan said a few words to him. His father smiled kindly. As Zhang Huaiwu said, he was a very gentle person.

Teacher He on the stage was still talking nonstop. He was polite and repeatedly emphasized: "We teachers always have the united front with our parents, everything is for the children and for the college entrance examination!"

It was at this time that Jiang Zhenghan's father sat down.

There was a pile of materials on the table to sign. Jiang's father took out a pen from his pocket, opened the cap with one hand, lowered his head and wrote with his left hand. He looked calm and signed one by one, and acted very patiently.

Time flies away quickly, and the sunset retreats in the sunset.

Xia Linxi stood stupidly for a while and found that there were fewer and fewer classmates around her. Not long after, she received a text message from her father, which read: Your class teacher said that the teacher will come to speak later. I guess it will not be over for an hour. You can go home first.

Xia Linxi replied: OK, I'll go home first.

After sending it, she added another one: Thank you for your hard work, Dad.

Her dad replied in a second: It’s not hard, it’s OK.

Xia Linxi took his cell phone and went downstairs alone.

The night lights on the street were already on, and there were more moths and mosquitoes. At this time, it was the peak of get off work. There were many cars parked outside the door, and bicycles could only walk from the sidewalk.

However, not long after walking, Xia Linxi discovered that her tire was leaking.

She half-squatted beside the bicycle, pinched the outer tire, and the place where her fingertips touched was concave, like a piece of hard plasticine. She remembered that she had not checked the condition of the car for a long time, and this time she had a memory.

So what to do? She looked around and couldn't find a place to repair the car.

After about half a minute, or a minute, people came and went away gradually, until Jiang Zhenghan pressed the gate and stopped beside her.

"What a coincidence, you came right," Xia Linxi asked, "Is there any place nearby that can repair a bicycle?"

Jiang Zhenghan pointed forward: "Turn right at the Sanchakou eastward, there is a repair shop, about fifteen minutes away from here."

Xia Linxi didn't say a word, as if considering his proposal.

"I'll take you there, and it will be repaired soon." Jiang Zhenghan said.

The sky was completely dark, but the lamps were brighter than the other. The wind blowing through the street was still very hot, and the coolness brought was very stingy.

Go to the right at the Sanchakou and enter the old city.

At dusk, the clouds were gone, and the street lights illuminated the entire long street, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street.

As the name suggests, the old city has groups of old houses. Xia Linxi has hardly been here. She looked around the strange streets and alleys and saw children wearing open-crotch pants running around, and the local dogs tied to the roadside barking at her.

She couldn't help but speed up and walked closer to Jiang Zhenghan.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and Jiang Zhenghan, who was walking in front, said to her: "We have arrived."

Xia Linxi looked up and saw the sign of "car repair".

It was a handwritten signboard, written on yellow cardboard with brushes. An incandescent lamp stood under the cardboard, illuminating the two words "Repair".

As night fell, a few moths flew around the lamps, and the fragrance of food came from the door, as well as the sound of washing pots and pans.

Jiang Zhenghan carried Xia Linxi's bicycle into the store.

He carried it very easily and his arm strength was a bit amazing.

Xia Linxi followed him across the threshold and found that the car repair shop was actually an old brick yard with seven or eight motorcycles and a shabby van with tires stained with yellow mud ideas.

Jiang Zhenghan took the tool and knelt on one knee next to Xia Linxi's bicycle. He repaired the leaking tires in just a few strokes.

His fingers were slender and stained with a little oil, which did not affect his appearance.

Xia Linxi stood there, holding her own cell phone, and after a while, he said, "So you can repair a car."

After saying that, she asked again: "Do we want to say hello to the owner and pay a little more?"
Chapter completed!