Chapter 66 The Last Day

The morning sun illuminates Qinghe County.

This small county town has come alive again.

The steam from the breakfast shop rises again, as if it is endless.

Zhang Xin was awakened by the alarm clock and sat up in a daze. He felt that his biological clock was a little disordered, as if he had gotten up later than usual, and it was already bright outside.

For more than a year, every day when he woke up, it was still only dawn outside the window.

After a long while, Zhang Xin realized that there was no class today, only a "mobilization meeting."

Today is the last day of high school.

On the old rooftop.

Guo Sheng threw the English dictionary aside irritably, feeling a little discouraged.

His grades might only allow him to go to a junior college, and there is still a big gap from undergraduate studies.

Even if he has been working hard every day recently, it seems that it is not enough to make up for the previous arrears.

He began to regret why he didn't realize it earlier and wake up earlier.

Forget it, don't think about it, go to school.

At a bus stop, Tong Xin was wearing a school uniform, holding a Chinese textbook, pacing back and forth, muttering to herself.

"I often think all day long, but it is not as good as what I learned in a moment"

The sun shines through the leaves and onto the pages of the book, making each word dazzling.

The bus stopped at the platform, and the driver opened the door and said to her: "Little girl, do you want to take the bus? I saw you wandering around here since six o'clock, and I have driven two round trips."

The company has a rule that the bus must stop if there are people on the platform, otherwise he would not ask too much.

Tong Xin looked at the time and smiled:

"It's almost time, this bus can't be missed again."

Han Ziyin combed her long hair carefully in front of the mirror. Even if she was sleepy, she couldn't hide her delicate facial features.

Although she has only been in Qinghe County for more than a month, she is not completely without feelings for Qinghe No. 1 Middle School. The month here is very precious to her.

It made her forget a lot of painful things.

On the last day, she wanted to appear in the most decent manner, appear in Qinghe No. 1 Middle School, and appear in front of someone.

"Oh! I slept too much! Mom, you didn't even call me!"

Li Wenqian rushed into the bathroom in a hurry. Fortunately, the biggest advantage of mushroom hair is that it doesn't need to be taken care of.

Mother Li Huihua said indifferently: "There is no class today, it's okay to be late."

"That won't work! There will be a big event today!! Forget it, you won't understand it even if I tell you!"

Li Wenqian only took ten minutes to go out with the bun in her mouth.

"Run slower! Don't fall!"

Li Huihua kept reminding from behind.

Zhou Rui walked into Qinghe No. 1 Middle School with his schoolbag on one side.

The juniors and seniors of the first and second grades have already started classes, and the campus is full of senior students.

The atmosphere is a bit depressing. On the one hand, there is the pressure of the college entrance examination, and on the other hand, there is the heaviness of the four words "last day".

Zhou Rui looked around, not knowing what he was looking for.

He went to the classroom first and put down his schoolbag.

The classroom was very noisy. The boys and girls were using wanton noise to relieve the inexplicable feeling in their hearts. Although they would return to school after the college entrance examination, it would be completely different by then.

After putting down his schoolbag, Zhou Rui went to the principal's office and checked the "mobilization meeting".

Today, he is a magician.

After returning to the classroom again, Huang Dewei came before he sat for a few minutes:

"Everyone follow me to the playground. The mobilization meeting is about to begin."

Rarely, Huang Dewei put on a white shirt and combed his hair meticulously.

It was just that the shape of tucking into his pants made him look a little strange in proportion.

Class 7 of Grade 3 lined up to the playground. A temporary podium had been set up here, with microphones and several tables on it.

More and more students came out of the teaching building, and finally all nine classes of Grade 3 gathered on the south side of the playground, away from the teaching building.

Nine columns lined up in order, facing the podium.

After waiting for another fifteen minutes, the school leaders walked onto the podium one by one. The principal and the dean of teaching, who Zhou Rui was familiar with, were on the podium, and behind the student formation, there were so-called TV station videographers.

It wasn't a big scene, there was only one reporter and one cameraman, they were from the city's TV station, shooting materials for the college entrance examination related broadcasts. Qinghe No. 1 Middle School was not a key high school, so they might not use it after shooting, it was just a routine.

"Old Ji, is the battery of the machine enough?"

"Don't worry, I'll be full after shooting for more than ten minutes, what are we going to eat later?"

"It is said that there is a 'Dongting Restaurant' here that is not bad, let's go there for a meal later, and the station will reimburse us."

Among the students, Li Wenqian poked her head out from the front row and gave Zhou Rui a playful look from a distance, as if to say "I'm watching you."

Zhou Rui rolled his eyes at the little girl and ignored her.

The speakers around the playground played "pure music" for a long time. Finally, when the students were getting impatient, the dean Zhang Benqing finally stepped forward and said in front of the microphone:

"Dear students of Qinghe No. 1 Middle School! Today is a special day"

Then there was a long list of opening speeches. The dean was very confident in his manuscript.

It has been used for five years and has never been wrong.

The process of the mobilization meeting is not complicated, opening speech, warm applause, principal speech, warm applause, student representative speech, warm applause, principal summary speech, warm applause!

For each student, it may only happen once in a lifetime, but for the school, there is already a fixed pattern.

But even so, the students listened more seriously than usual.

They really cherished the "last day".

Even if they probably won't remember it in the future

Finally, after all the long speeches, especially the principal's 30-minute impromptu speech, the headmaster stepped forward again and said, "Thank you for the principal's encouragement. We will definitely make persistent efforts. Now, please invite the senior student representative, Zhou Rui, to speak on stage."

Swish, swish, swish.

Hundreds of eyes all looked at Zhou Rui at the back of the seventh class.

I thought the student representative would be Li Wenqian, who has been the top student for several years.

It turned out to be Zhou Rui, who has been in the limelight recently.

Zhou Rui took a deep breath and calmly walked from the side to the podium.

After stepping onto the stage, looking at the hundreds of eyes below, even Zhou Rui, who was reborn, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

This is the first time he has spoken in front of so many people in his two lives.

The inexplicable pure music stopped, and only Zhou Rui's voice remained on the entire playground.

Zhou Rui scanned the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the audience, and then took out the manuscript paper he had prepared in advance.

"Hello, classmates, teachers, and school leaders. I am Zhou Rui, a student in Class 7 of Grade 3."

A formal opening. The manuscript was given to him by the school. Although he has the right to revise it, the tone is actually there, and there is not much room for revision.

"Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, three years have passed. In these three years, we have completed the transformation from teenagers to young people."

Even if it is a very common speech, Zhou Rui's words seem to have some kind of magic, and hundreds of senior high school students below are listening very seriously.

"In a blink of an eye, the three years of high school have passed. In these three years, classmates have been together day and night, and teachers have taught them earnestly."

"Imagine, everyone three years ago"

Reading this, Zhou Rui suddenly paused.

Everyone looked at Zhou Rui curiously, including the school leaders behind him.

Zhou Rui exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Then he carried the manuscript behind him.

The dean of teaching was stunned. Is Xiao Zhou going to make a temporary revision?

He instinctively began to worry, wondering whether he should go up and interrupt. He turned to look at the principal, but saw that the principal was calm and didn't seem to want to stop him.

"Imagine that thirteen years later, you are lying somewhere in this world, in a quiet night or a tired morning"

"By then, what will the three years of high school mean to you?"