正上初二的周伟是那种可以用英俊来形容的男孩子,瘦高的身材、利落的短发、高挺的鼻梁,还有被照进屋子的阳光勾勒得有些深陷的眼睛,有些忧郁,却让他更加帅气。进咨询室十几分钟,他始终没有说话,而和他同来的母亲则不停地督促他:“你倒是说话呀!你知道吗?这样下去就完了,快和老师说说……”坐在母亲边上,周伟却将头深深埋下,不去理会母亲。 Zhou Wei, who is on the second day, is a boy who can be described handsomely, a tall figure, neat short hair, a tall nose, and some deep-drawn eyes that are shone into the room’s sunshine. Some Melancholy, but let him more handsome. Ten minutes into the consultation room, he never spoke, but the mother who came with him kept urging him: "Do you speak! Do you know? So go on to finish, talk to the teacher soon ... Sitting on the edge of the mother, Zhou Wei, but his head buried deeply, do not ignore the mother.