Who has the "League of Losers" published by Mr. Miao in the May issue of children's literature magazine 20 13 (the first issue)? It's urgent. it's urgent

The first sunny day after the rain brought hot summer sunshine.

Girls can't wait to put on their summer school uniforms, and the shorter and shorter plaid skirts are pinned with shiny badges, hiding a little caution.

When MuFan came with a clean mop, she was just stopped by the girls around her.

"Hey, Mufan, help me clean the window." The other party threw her a rag that was not wet by water, and she looked taken for granted. "I am wearing a skirt and it is not convenient to climb the windowsill."

Jose numerous looked down at the body has not changed the sweatpants, silently nodded his head.

There were several more complaints: "Is it annoying to clean once a week, Mu Fan, and help me sweep the floor later?"

"Mufan, help me pass the blackboard eraser."

"Jose numerous ..."

It seems to have become a habit. Mufan is doing things without saying a word, hanging the cleaned rag on the railing. There was a noise overhead, and the corridor upstairs was a mess because of cleaning. Mu Fan raised his eyes slightly, and something on his head covered a small shadow on his face.

She froze in place, and the screams from upstairs had already broken her eardrum.

"Ah-"

"Hua-"

The kicked bucket finally fell down, and a bucket full of dirty water poured down from upstairs, right on MuFan's head.

Jose numerous just stood, and at that time forgot to respond. The girl next to her screamed and retreated far away, for fear that dirty water would splash on her. Then everyone looked at MuFan stupefied and suddenly laughed.

"Ha ha ha, Mu Fanzhen, why did he stand there just now?"

"What bad luck, it stinks."

The thin coat has been wet to light color by water and stuck to the skin. Being paid attention to by so many people for the first time, whether it is banter or sympathy, makes Mu Fan feel at a loss. Looking down, I saw that the soaked clothes were more transparent, almost revealing the outline of underwear. Mu Fan's eyes were red at the moment, and he was suddenly wrapped in a dress behind him.

"Hey, it's too much. If you don't help, forget it and laugh at others."

Mufan turned around, and the girl with ponytail glared at the bystander. Her beautiful eyes showed concern at the sight of Mufan: "Go and wash."

Mufan was dragged to the bathroom by her, and the people around her dispersed in a hubbub because of that reprimand. Jose numerous looked at john young as the footsteps shaking ponytail, some reaction not to be able to come over at the moment. Like a woman who suddenly fell from the sky, she helped her in time when she was in trouble.

In a daze, the person who walked in front turned around, gave her a bright smile and held out his hand: "I'm Mai Qingqing from the art class, and you?"

Mufan hesitated for two seconds and whispered, "Mufan from Class Six."

At the moment of shaking hands, Mu Fan looked at Mai's face facing the sun, and the humble factor in his heart suddenly churned up-

This should be a person who is completely opposite to his own personality, dazzling and cheerful, like a lamp that cannot be ignored in the dark.

02. Shen's class notes

If you use an animal to describe yourself, what would it be?

Mu Fan has asked himself many times, and the answer is the same. Snail fence, always slow, with heavy armor, the wind and grass outside will make her alert to retract into the shell.

But Mai Qingqing is another planet different from her, beautiful, intelligent and rich. When she came out of the bathroom and offered to exchange her mobile phone number with Mufan, Mufan habitually lowered her head and stammered, "Sorry, I ... I don't have a mobile phone. Can I change my mother's? "

After a brief stupidity, Mai Qingqing readily agreed, and then skipped to the art building for class.

In physical education class in the afternoon, Mufan ended his free activities ahead of schedule because of catching cold. It was still class time, and the teacher's lecture came from the next class. Mufan gently pushed open the back door of the classroom, and a trembling voice suddenly reached his ears. She hesitated, and the half-opened back door showed a small crack, enough to see the boys sitting in the third row of windows and the strange girls who were at a loss.

"Shen, I ..." The girl was a little embarrassed, twisting her fingers around her skirts as if she had made up her mind, and suddenly said loudly, "I heard that you asked for leave some time ago. This is my class note! "

Like a balloon blowing bigger and bigger, it exploded with a bang. Compared with the calm protagonist, Mu Fan almost looked at everything in sight in amazement. It seems that this boy named Shen has never been to physical education class, nor has he participated in any activities in his class. At this time, he looked at the girl opposite absently, holding his chin. His tone was neither salty nor light: "Then what?"

MuFan subconsciously want to go away, but don't want to turn around and touch the door handle. A slight sound broke the silence inside.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I ..." Mufan repeatedly waved his hand, and the girl was shocked. She blushed instantly because she was caught. She suddenly stepped forward and took out a thick notebook from behind: "I know your grades are good, but after all, you missed so many classes." Please have a look if you don't mind. "

She stepped forward carefully and looked nervous. She wanted to hand Shen the notebook, but she stumbled and threw it on the desk.

Crashed with a clash, like dominoes, all the books in the front seat fell to the ground.

"Ah-"

Mufan walked in quickly, trying to comfort the bewildered girl: "Oh, never mind, I'll clean it up."

The girl bowed her head and thanked her in a hurry, and then ran away with a red face.

Jose numerous sighed gently, bent over to pick up the scattered books one by one, looked at her thoughtfully, and never stood up from his seat.

Mufan threw him the notebook he had dropped together and said kindly, "She gave it to you, at least take it."

Shen didn't refuse, and then the atmosphere became awkward. Mu Fan cleared his throat: "Then ... I won't say."

He looked at her blankly, then turned to the window and said simply, "It's none of my business."

Mufan Lengleng was about to continue to say something when the bell rang and the students who came back from the playground poured into the classroom. Mufan was pushed away by the crowd and silently returned to his seat.

Physical education class, who has just finished class, always consumes his physical strength, so he is sleepy in the next class. Shen Fei stared at the blackboard coldly, and his fingers inadvertently touched the corner of the hard paper on the desktop. The corner of the notebook with a plain blue cover was rolled up because it was often opened. Shen hesitated. When the tie happened, he slowly opened it.

A strange name jumps into your eyes, and when you look closely, it is clearly a story that has nothing to do with him.

Shen, this way of taking notes is the first time I have seen it. So it was ... writing a novel? Watching from the boring, unexpectedly clean and neat, different from the artificial posture, appears smooth and natural. When I came to my senses, the bell for class had already rung.

Shen was surprised to find that he had read the whole book honestly and put down his notebook in some surprise. There was a piece of paper in front of him, with beautiful handwriting and a plain sentence-please stay in school after school.

Again ... those boring excuses? Nothing more than borrowing books or asking for lessons. Shen put down the note and frowned again.

03. An Ruyu lost her courage.

Most of the professional courses of art are in the art building. Although I have heard a lot of comments such as "every classroom has plaster clay sculptures" and "the training room of the dance class is great", Mu Fan was shocked to climb to the fourth floor in one breath.

Painted drawing boards are scattered in every corner. From time to time, several piano pieces floated down from upstairs, and students dressed in untidy and weird clothes stood idly by and looked at the works carefully and intently.

So in the whole building, Mu Fan was the only one wearing a school uniform and suddenly became a different kind.

He has always been an unknown person, and it is difficult to adapt to everyone's attention for a while. Mu Fan is holding Mai Qingqing in his hand and writing a class note, wishing to embed himself. The friendship between girls is nothing more than going to the toilet together or on the way home from school. With the last bit of fetters, when I met him in the canteen for the second time, Mai Qingqing readily and generously offered to go home together.

The first time someone asked him out like this, Mu Fan was flattered but cautious, and the humble factor in his heart was ready to move. Would such a dazzling person mind such an ordinary self? At the same time, another voice passed through the chest and reached my heart clearly and incomparably-

In fact, the heart is eager.

I don't want to be alone all the time and I don't want to be so lonely all the time. It seems that the long road ahead is a person walking alone, and even the shadow is bleak. When cleaning, Mai Qingqing unconsciously took a step closer to her. Does that mean she can take the initiative to get close to someone else once?

Hanging his head and covering half his face with bangs, Mu Fan felt that his palms were sweating. But this way of stealing clocks has not achieved good results. In more and more eyes, a voice suddenly passed through the crowd and raised questions.

"Hey, is it MuFan?"

Mufan looked up and the beautiful girl came out with a gentle smile on her face: "Why are you here?"

Mu Fan paused, waiting for the other party to come closer and see that it was a senior. Fortunately, he finally broke the embarrassment of being watched. Mu Fan seems to have caught hold of the straw for the time being: "Sister Qian, I'm here to find Mai Qingqing."

Han shallow language some surprise: "ah? Do you know Qingqing? Art is the opposite. "

Jose numerous grateful nodded, thanked him and hurried to the opposite. The crowd behind her gradually dispersed, and she heard the voice of Korean shallow language behind her.

"Her mother is my aunt's helper."

A few sighs came from inside: "Ah, the family is not very good. In this case, it is not surprising to know that Mai Qingqing. The man is still like this ... "

The last few words were almost inaudible and were soon drowned out by the noise. Mufan subconsciously stopped, his shoulder was suddenly slapped heavily, and his eyes were lifted. It was Mai Qingqing's bright smiling face: "What's the matter, are you lost?"

Mufan shook his head gently and pulled out a smile: "Let's go."

Mai Qingqing nodded, then seemed to remember something and turned to look at her: "Come to my house this weekend."

Mufan promised to come down with joy, and looked up after going downstairs. The classroom of Class 6 was still lit and the classroom had become empty.

Dazzling incandescent lamps hung overhead.

Shen stood up slowly and the last few people in the classroom left one after another. He is always the last to leave and finally pack his backpack.

"Pa-"

The notebook with the same blue cover was thrown in front of him. Shen frowned and looked up to see the girl with neck-length short hair glaring at him.

He quickly recalled the opposite person in his mind, but the other person seemed to see through his thoughts and spoke first.

"Sure enough, you are very arrogant. You shouldn't remember my name. I am like jade. Give me my notebook back! "

"Ah?" There was some contrast with Shen's expected scene, and he paused.

An Ruyu seems to have no patience. She put her arms around him and glared at him. "Don't be silly. This thing suddenly appeared on my desk, but my notebook is gone. "

Shen's eyes rested on the table, AnRuYu lowered her head, generally picked up the notebook on the table in her arms. Shen Feibai realized that it was the girl who overthrew a confession on An Ruyu's desk, and the dull Mu Fan seemed to have made a mistake in the notebook and gave him An Ruyu.

"Hey, don't you see anything?" An Ruyu looked at him warily.

Shen couldn't help smiling. "What about you? Have you seen it? "

"Nonsense, how do you know that such disgusting things are written for you?" After that, she suddenly realized something, and her face turned white and red in an instant, which was very uncomfortable. "So you have seen it!"

Shen Baifei looked at her noncommittally and said for a long time, "not bad."

An Ruyu's face changed greatly after hearing this. She gritted her teeth and tried to say something. Finally, she gave up and walked away with a notebook. As soon as she reached the door, she suddenly heard Shen behind her and said simply, "Why don't you give yourself a chance? These stories should not be read by you alone. "

An Ruyu paused, looked down at the notebook in her arms and didn't answer: "What about you?"

"Why not give yourself a chance?" Didn't say this sentence, AnRuYu turned and took a white look at Shen Fei, and then quickly walked away.

Shen stood and waited for a while, as if it had taken a long time to remember something, looking down at his feet and revealing a weak smile at his mouth.

His opportunity seems to have been nonexistent from the beginning.

04. Mai Qingqing's fake birthday party

At noon on the weekend, Mu Fan arrived at the address left by Mai early.

As expected, the mansion heard the noise long before it entered the door. Mufan pushed open the door and saw balloons and ribbons everywhere in the yard, and well-dressed girls shuttled through them. A few people who are familiar with each other can see that they are classmates in the same grade. There is a huge cake in the center of the room, which says "Happy birthday to Mai Qingqing".

Jose numerous dazed, side was hit, she return to absolute being, found that the opposite is a face of surprised Korean shallow language.

"Mu Fan, are you there?" Han shallow language finished, as if aware of something, immediately smiled, "the birthday party is about to begin."

"Shallow language elder sister is a friend of qingqing? She is amazing, knowing so many people. " MuFan sincerely sighed.

"Our two families are family friends, but these people ..." Korean shallow language frowned, but did not go on.

"What should I do? I didn't know it was my birthday and I didn't prepare a gift. " Mu Fan smiled shyly. "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Han was shocked: "It doesn't matter. In fact, everyone only knows for a while. Don't care about this kind of thing. "

"How can ..." How can you care? This sentence is not finished yet. Mu Fan suddenly saw Mai walking down the stairs surrounded by several girls.

"Qingqing, that black skirt in your closet is really beautiful."

Hearing this, Mai Qingqing smiled: "If you want, I will give it to you."

This sentence made all the girls around laugh, while others pursed their lips: "What a sly thing, I like that limited edition bag ..."

Mu Fan sighed with emotion at Mai's popularity and vaguely felt that something was wrong. Han looked at her thoughtfully. "It seems that you and I just met."

"Huh?"

"Nothing." Korean shallow language with the wave, walked to the living room. MuFan stood, Mai Qingqing came in a delicate dress, and the people around him were still twittering.

"Qingqing, there will be a movie premiere on Friday night."

"ah!" Mai Qingqing wanted to think, and finally reluctantly smiled. "I asked my father to book tickets."

"Long live!"

The girls cheered, and Mai Qingqing went to the cake, only to find Mu Fan standing in the room. The smile on his face froze, and Mai Qingqing greeted him unnaturally: "Mu Fan, you are here."

MuFan nodded, vaguely feel strange atmosphere, like an invisible wall in front of them, they stood at the other end, and there is only one person here.

The birthday party will begin soon. Mufan avoided the crowd and went to the bathroom. When the tap rang, his heart was in a mess. Han's shallow words pop up from time to time, from the gossip behind that sentence upstairs to today's inexplicable attitude, which makes MuFan feel uneasy.

It's like a drowning man finally grasping at the straw, only to find that there is no edge at the other end.

What's going on? Mu Fan looked at himself in the mirror, puzzled and vaguely thought of something.

Even in Mai Qingqing's luxury villa, the sound insulation effect of the door panel is not so good. Mufan turned off the tap and heard unscrupulous comments from people outside.

"It's silly to give whatever you want, lest we leave her alone."

"Tick-tock, tick-tock ..." The crack made a clear sound.

"Even the clothes you like can be given away, and she has to pay for the next party. Anyway, it is rich. "

"Tick-tock ..." Jose numerous stretched out his hand over the faucet.

"The humble appearance, even the rich are very sad ..."

Just like when I was a child, I always thought I had blown out the most beautiful bubbles, but when I reached out and touched them, everything went up in smoke.

1 of "pa", somewhere in my heart is broken.

The girl who thinks her light is the same, the girl who always smiles brightly, and the girl who gives her a helping hand when she is most helpless.

She always thought that she would be what she imagined, conspicuous and popular, but she didn't want to ... Mufan felt a dull feeling in her chest. No wonder everyone is better off with her. No wonder her poverty is the reason to be close to her. She always thought that girls like Lighthouse made friends in this way.

How much can friends bought with money and gifts be worth?

I thought I was the first friend in my life, so how long will it take? She will keep her in the same way and tell her it's just a deal.

Jose numerous suddenly feel like being caught by a paw, and soon began to radiate a fine sting.

She seems to have the wrong person again.

05. An Ruyu shattered hope.

The flag-raising ceremony every Monday is always very lively. No matter how many times a disciplined teacher passes by, there always seems to be something new to talk about on weekends that are two days apart.

It is nothing more than which TV series has been updated and where the new clothes are. Mufan looked down at his toes, and the whole person was groggy because of lack of sleep. The national anthem sounded on the flag-raising platform, and she brushed away the bangs that covered her eyes, and there was a moment of silence around. Then a shrill voice passed through the crowd and reached her ears.

"What's the use of writing these messy things? What are you thinking all day! "

The students in class six looked back in unison. The brightly dressed woman threw the notepad on the ground, and the snow-white paper was scattered all over the floor, mixed with dense handwriting. The head teacher is also a scowl, and all eyes are focused on the tearful An Ruyu.

She bit her lip, glanced at the paper on the floor and ran away without saying a word at last.

The flag-raising ceremony ended on time, and the students who watched it dispersed in a hubbub. Mufan wanted to go over and pick up the paper on the ground, but found that there was a person one step ahead of her. The boy in the blue hoodie leaned forward slowly, with no superfluous expression on his face, but meticulously picked up all the papers on the ground.

Jose numerous dazed, shen seems to have found her, but still no said, finally turned away with a piece of paper.

When someone patted him on the shoulder, Mu Fan turned around and saw Mai Qingqing's smiling face: "What are you looking at, so lost in thought?"

"No ... nothing." MuFan subconsciously want to avoid. Mai Qingqing seems to see through her mind, and the smile on her face is stiff. "MuFan, what's wrong with you recently? You always seem to avoid me? "

"Maybe it's an exam. You're tired." MuFan quietly told a lie.

Mai Qingqing sighed: "I have the latest movie tickets here. Do you want to go together ... "

"Don't!"

Before I finished, I was suddenly interrupted by Mu Fanyi. Mei Qingqing looked at her in some consternation, with something shining in her eyes.

Mu Fan softened: "I'm sorry, I ..."

"If you don't have time, maybe next time." Still a bright smile, as if the light of May stung people's eyes. MuFan lower the head, no longer speak. He heard Mai say softly, "Mufan, I'm going to hold a film festival the day after tomorrow. I didn't shoot it myself, but I participated. It's in the lobby of the Art Building. I hope you can come and have a look. "

"I may have something to do that day." Without facing MuFan's empty mind, Mei Qingqing still has a smile on her face, but her eyes are dim. "Really, if you can go ..."