Sitting on the playground of the new campus, high school students in physical education class not far away were lazily doing preparatory activities.
Two or three of the boys took advantage of the teacher's back to fight and push each other. The young smiling faces shined particularly brightly in the sun, and the teacher's shouts floated faintly to their ears.
I seemed to see Leizi running in front of me from over there, waving his hand in front of my eyes: "This kid must be stupid."
Just as I was about to retort, Xiao Chuanlu's voice sounded next to me: "Let's go and watch me play football."
I wanted to turn my head to look at him, but an arm was wrapped around my shoulders, and Xiaopang leaned over with a smile: "The scales are mine today, don't take them from me."
"You grown men, can you stop being sticky all day long?" Pan Qi said contemptuously.
I no longer wanted to start a fight, and watched them laughing and having fun with a smile on my face.
There are few windless days in Dalian in autumn. Even if the sun is dazzling, I feel a little chilly.
I lightly wrapped my coat and stood up, stopping a football that had rolled to my feet. The boy was covered in sweat, grinning with white teeth and said to me, "Thank you, uncle."
Concept: Innocent high school feelings and evocative high school life in the 1990s