Chapter 28 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The team stopped their training at the sign of first snow in Luoyang. Everyone made their final dash to prepare for the semester’s finals and welcome a joyous spring.

“Really can’t get used to getting home so early.” Yang Pan looked up at the night sky, which was dyed crimson by the city lights.

“This is early? The sky’s already dark!” Zhang Jun retorted.

“The team isn’t training anymore and it’s just half past five. Zhang Jun, let’s play some PS?” his best friend suggested.

“No way! Our exams are coming,” Su Fei protested at once.

Zhang Jun glanced helplessly at Yang Pan.

“Fine! Fine! Study well and improve every day!” His best friend pouted.

“It’s going to snow again tomorrow.” Zhang Jun sighed at the sky.

“This year is weird though. It’s already January but there hasn’t been a single snowstorm, just a few snowflakes floating around,” Yang Pan countered. “The traffic police have it easy but it won’t feel like the snowy season.”

“I hope that it snows hard tomorrow.” Su Fei smiled. “That way we could make snowmen and have snowball fights! Heh!”

“And you just mentioned the finals.”

“Work hard, play hard! And it’s been a long time since my last snowball fight!”

“Ah! Double standards! Not fair!”

“Hehe!”

…

Heavy snowfall hit Luoyang the next day; and so, the traffic police met their formidable enemy. But in schools, the 10-minute break between classes became golden hour. There were raucous groups everywhere who had snow ball fights, built snowmen and played soccer on ice.

In this season of chilliness, schools were the warmest place.

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The frantic as well as busy moods dissipated after three and a half days of examinations. In turn, a scene of “carnage” was left behind―a whole layer of paper slips scattered across the floor.

Different students had different attitudes towards the exams; there were the calm ones and the busy bees.

There were two types of people who would be relaxed; the first was usually studious. For them, exams were simply an extension of their routine tests as they progressed towards their final goal of the high school examination. In that journey, they would face any other exams on the way under their usual calm.

The other calm type were the failures. Their scores would not change regardless of what they scribbled on their test papers. Their parents and teachers were already jaded; the exam hall was just a place they walked past.

Nevertheless, a majority of students fell within the category of busy bees. Their results tended not to be bad, but they did have a softer state of mind and therefore, were easily flustered―it showed in their results. They would be even more flustered if their parents held high expectations.

It was not even the day of the holiday ceremony yet but the students were already yelling, “It’s the holidays!” and beginning to enjoy their pre-winter break. Not one of them thought of distasteful things like report cards and parents; springtime was painfully short – it had to be cherished in its entirety!

With Su Fei’s help, Zhang Jun managed to pass the finals. Yang Pan’s results had always been excellent and this time was no different. An Ke and Ren Yu De had their own special tricks up their sleeves. Nonetheless, they were also headed for a joyous New Year. Regardless of what else transpired in the semester, it ended on a good note.

…

Zhang Jun’s family were not locals, but after staying there for nine years, they were almost Luoyang natives. Still, they were spared the pain of visiting local friends and relatives along with the need to prepare more ang pow money.

Su Fei’s family went to her grandmother’s home in Chengdong while Yang Pan and his mother traveled to Xinxiang to meet his father.

Zhang Jun’s daily life became a mess. He would sleep late in the mornings, switch on the TV for China’s special traditional programs, indulge in gluttony and sleep in the dead of night. Many days passed in this manner until one day, he looked into the mirror and found the reflection of a life form that closely resembled a bovine. He knew then that it was time to stop pigging out and start exercising.

The weather was good with the sun shining warmly. Zhang Jun decided to play soccer, but even before he reached the pitch in his neighborhood, a loud noise could be heard―someone else was already playing.

“When did you get back?”

“This morning.”

“This morning? Bastard! Not one call when you got back!” It was then Zhang Jun noticed that Yang Pan was playing unusually. There was not much noise and the ball did not deflect much off the wall.

“Been a long time since I’ve seen you play with this ball.”

“Since our second year in middle school.” Yang Pan drove it towards a wall 30 m away.

“So, you can’t let it go, even more than yours truly.”

“Rubbish! Go pick it up for me!” Yang Pan pointed a finger at him. “Look at you, eating so much that you’re like a pig’s relative now! What’s going to happen if you don’t exercise?”

“Mind your own business!” Zhang Jun said despite the fact that he was already running over to get the ball. He picked up the soccer ball, which was filled with grains of sand inside and flung it firmly at Yang Pan.

Yang Pan caught it with a volley and the ball hit the wall like a cannonball, ringing heavily.

“Such a nostalgic sound…”

…

“Auntie, Uncle, Happy Chinese New Year!”

“Su Fei’s such a good girl! Here you go! Here’s an ang pow for you!”

“Thanks, Auntie and Uncle!”

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