Chen Yu looked like he hadn't come to the Supreme Academy for a long time, and since he had released his suspicions with Xia Zhihan, he had never felt so comfortable.

This class is still Miao Feng's class, and it seems that the experience of studying abroad still brings Miao Feng rich experience. Chen Yufeng praised Chen Yufeng for his authentic American English, although there were occasionally a few new words that the whole class did not understand, but it did not affect the students' enthusiasm.

Miao Feng was talking to her classmates about Western literature at this time.

"If you want to talk about Western literature, you can't avoid one person, and that's Shakespeare. This great writer, known as 'Zeus on Mount Olympus of Anthropological Literature', can be said to have influenced many people. His works are full of realism and Lang comism. He has written extensively, but he is best known for his tragicomedy. Marx once commented that he was the greatest theatrical genius of mankind, and it was appropriate. Miao Feng gushed endlessly on stage, although it was all in English, even a layman could feel her passion.

"You are about to usher in the college entrance examination, as your teacher and class teacher, in addition to urging you to study hard, I will also solve the confusion you encounter. Now, I'll give you a quote from Shakespeare: Donot, foronerepulse, forgothepurposethatyouresolvedtoeffort." Miao Feng said.

"Don't give up on what you're determined to achieve just because of a single setback. Offstage, Chen Yufeng muttered.

"Is it Hamlet?" asked Xia Zhihan, who was sitting on the side.

Chen Yufeng nodded and said, "Yes, it's Hamlet." The vengeful prince is gone, but what has left behind is something that we need to learn from future generations. ”

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, and you will be separated from this classroom by then, will you feel sad?" Xia Zhihan held her cheeks and said softly.

Chen Yufeng was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "It's false to say that I'm not sad, but what I regret the most is that I don't know many people in the class." ”

Xia Zhihan was silent, as a school flower, she has never lacked a large number of suitors, but perhaps because of this, there are not many intimate friends, which has to be said to be a pity. Especially after everyone knew that she was Chen Yufeng's girlfriend, there were fewer people who came and went! The suitors who bothered her before were gone.

Looking at Miao Feng who was pointing out the country on the stage, Chen Yufeng couldn't help but sigh: "Let me reminisce about the rest of my life." ”

……

After school, Xia Zhihan left first because she had something, while Chen Yufeng sat in an empty classroom and ate lunch.

Looking at the rows of calculations on the blackboard and the chalk shavings blown by the wind, Chen Yufeng suddenly felt a sense of melancholy.

Today's weather is a little stuffy, and the acquaintance outside the window has begun to chirp, and the originally irritating sound has become a natural sound in Chen Yufeng's ears at this time!

"How sentimental is that!"

Chen Yufeng shook his head and sighed, came to the blackboard, wiped the blackboard clean, then picked up the chalk and wrote the following sentence on the blackboard:

“Indelaythereliesnoplenty.Thencomekissme,sweetandtwenty. Youth′sastuffthatwillnotendure.”

Looking at this handsome English sentence, Chen Yufeng smiled slightly and muttered, "It's done." ”

"Delayed, the days are numbered, twenty Livzon, please come and kiss me, the withered grass and withered poplars, youth is easy to pass. ”

At this time, a crisp female voice echoed in the empty classroom, and this familiar voice made Chen Yufeng smile.

"Long time no see. ”

Looking at the innocent, snow-lotus-like girl standing at the door of the classroom, Chen Yufeng greeted her.

The girl smiled lightly and said, "It's been a long time, I just passed by the door of your classroom, and I saw you dancing and writing here." Out of curiosity, I came in. ”

"That's really a coincidence!" Chen Yufeng sat on the podium, looking at the English sentence he wrote, stunned.

Yin Yiruo stepped on small steps, came to Chen Yufeng's side, looked at his slightly melancholy face, and couldn't help asking, "Are you reminiscing about the years?"

Chen Yufeng shook his head and said, "No, I'm just feeling this precious friendship with my classmates, but it's a pity that there is no one I miss." ”

Yin Yiruo chuckled lightly and said, "It seems that we are the same kind of people! I know very few classmates in the class, because in my life, I read books and books, and they all secretly call me a nerd!"

"I didn't see it! I thought that a young and beautiful little beauty like you was pursued by many people!" Chen Yufeng said jokingly.

Yin Yiruo glanced at him and said, "What is this, where is it! High school life is just a stop for me to enrich myself, and I have already read this famous quote of Shakespeare you wrote when I was in junior high school!" Yin Yiruo's tone was full of pride.

"Alas!"

Chen Yufeng sighed and said, "You are only a sophomore in high school now, and you don't understand my mood at the moment." The best memory of our life is campus life, which was full of innocence. When we enter the society, after crawling in the torrent of steel, we may recall our campus life, and we will have endless emotions and remembrances. Why do many adults lament that they didn't experience campus life at that time? It's because they yearn for a paradise where there is no intrigue, no pursuit of fame and fortune, no hypocrisy and cunning!"

Chen Yufeng paused and continued: "As a senior who is about to graduate from high school, I certainly cherish my last high school life. But I'm sorry, I don't make any close friends, especially in the class, I hardly intersect with anyone! ”

Hearing Chen Yufeng's words, Yin Yiruo couldn't help but ask, "Don't you still have elementary school and junior high school life? You should have made a lot of friends, right?"

This sentence made Chen Yufeng fall into silence, and an inexplicable sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Did I say the wrong thing?" Seeing that Chen Yufeng was silent, Yin Yiruo's heart was full of puzzlement.

Chen Yufeng jumped off the podium and looked at the blackboard newspaper at the back of the classroom. This is a blackboard newspaper on the theme of youth, with a big clock drawn on it.

"This blackboard is a good one. Yin Yiruo praised.

Looking at this issue of the blackboard newspaper, Chen Yufeng thought of a lot of things, and muttered: "I can't stand the flow of years, and I can't escape from the young man here." ”

Yin Yiruo was stunned, she looked at Chen Yufeng with surprised eyes, she had been in contact with literature and history all day long, and she was used to the obscure ancient texts, but Chen Yufeng's words still made her refreshed.

Chen Yufeng picked up his newly bought mobile phone, opened the Kuwo music box, and played Hu Xia's "Those Years".

"Go back to the beginning, stand in front of the mirror in a daze, clumsily tie the knot of the red tie, comb your hair into the shape of an adult, put on a handsome suit, and you will be more beautiful than you imagined when you see you later. It's like going back to those years, back to the front and back of the classroom seat, deliberately begging you for gentle scolding. Arrange and combine on the blackboard, are you willing to untie it? Who sits with whom and he loves her......

There is no fancy gorgeousness, no deliberate sensationalism, there is just a sad loneliness......