In fact, Tang Yu's mother said something to Tang Yu before leaving, "Xiaoyu, you have grown up, and your mother can't control you, but you are the hope of our family, we are all from the countryside, if it were not for the reform and opening up, it would not be possible to have today's achievements, I hope you will focus on the overall situation, think about your future, see things clearly, think about it, by the way, talk to that girl, with your current ranking of 55th in the whole class, you are really hopeful, think clearly, tell me." Tang Yumu sent his mother away.

Looking at his mother, who was already in her 40s, Tang Yu was silent in his heart and sighed from his mouth.

Back in the classroom, Tang Yu was quietly taking notes, and the Chinese teacher was in class, "Students, the author of "Farewell to Kangqiao" is Xu Zhimo, he is a modern poet and essayist, and this text is in the United Kingdom... The Chinese teacher continued.

The sun's rays shone into the classroom at this time, and an orange light made the classroom somewhat beautiful. Sister He looked at Tang Yu, at this time, she knew that the other party was hesitating and entangled, but she loved him, not harmed him, her love was not wrong, and she should not delay her happiness because of her age, so she felt that she would do something.

In the afternoon, because Yangzhou is at the southern tip of the country, the temperature is still a little hot in winter. Tang Yu and his classmates in the dormitory were eating in the dormitory, "Tang Yu, give me a few pieces of chicken, don't eat too much, you will get fat." Lulu shouted.

Lulu was almost out of money, so he only had scrambled eggs with tomatoes in his lunch box, and in order to fill his stomach, he decided to attack Tang Yu. "Don't clip it, you're so thin, tomatoes are enough for you to eat without eggs. He Qijun said, Lu Lu's face seemed to be crying at this time, "Here you go, clip it." Tang Yu said, "Hehe, Tang Yu is still good to me, in the future, my brother will cover you." Lulu said.

The time soon came to 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and a figure knocked on the door of Tang Yu's dormitory with his hand, "Tang Yu, go downstairs to the courtyard to fold the quilt, and the instructor said that the quilt is not up to par." A dormitory administrator said, and after saying that, the person left, and Tang Yu came to the compound.

At this time, other students were folding quilts, Tang Yu took his own quilt, squatted aside to fold the quilt, "Study hard, you won't even break the quilt, how to be admitted to university in the future, classmates, to be self-disciplined and self-reliant, you have to learn to fold the quilt, understand? An instructor shouted loudly, Tang Yu followed the dormitory administrator to fold the quilt.

After a while, half an hour passed, "Tang Yu, right, can your skills be a little worse?" My God, half an hour, most of the others have done it, only you and another person are left, so let's do it, you will fold the quilt again tomorrow, and that's it today." The dormitory administrator shouted, Tang Yu walked into the dormitory with the quilt in disappointment, at this time, the students had already gotten up to go to class, although Tang Yu was a little tired, but he still got up and reluctantly went to class.

A few hours later, it was club time, Tang Yu was walking alone on the way to the club classroom, and Sister He followed him, "Tang Yu." Sister He said, Tang Yu paused.

Turning around, Sister He was holding a rose in her hand at this time, "Tang Yu, I'm not very good at talking, and I know that we don't match a little, but I really like you a little, can you accept me?" Sister He said, Tang Yu's eyes looked at Sister He sincerely, "Let's fall in love, I kind of want to fall in love with you, although I have a hunch that we won't be together in the future, but I want to leave a good memory in this high school." ”