Ten years ago,

I don't know you

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We're still around a stranger,

Walk through the familiar streets.

Ten years later,

We're friends

Also greetings.

……

The familiar lyrics echoed in the ears of several women,

"Ten Years" sung through Xia Liu's deep voice actually has a unique taste.

Looking at Xia Liu's deep eyes again, Shi Mengyao's heart seemed to tremble, his figure gradually became clear in his mind, his smile, and everything he .......

"Perhaps, in the future, it will be a happy thing to have someone to accompany you!" Shi Mengyao thought silently in her heart.

After singing, Xia Liu walked off the stage and asked, "What needs to be improved?" ”

Because Shi Mengyao participated in more competitions and had more experience in this area, everyone turned their attention to her.

"It's not much of a problem with the voice, it's just that the behavior is too serious, just be natural. Well, the tone is on time. Shi Mengyao said slowly.

"Then I'll do it all over again." After saying that, Xia Liu went up and sang, and after several revisions, he stopped when he felt satisfied.

So, after the mentality of the girls eased, they also slowly rehearsed .......

After Shi Mengyao and his party returned to the dormitory, they closed the door, and the girls who couldn't help it asked questions.

"How long have you known each other?"

"It's been more than half a month!"

"Where?"

"Football field."

……

In the midst of the questioning, time passed slowly.

Tao Enchanting asked curiously, "Then have you ever thought about being with him?" ”

Shi Mengyao thought about it seriously: "You can't be together without understanding each other, and love without a common language is irresponsible for your own youth." No matter what happens, I can't shake my resolve. ”

Looking at the determined Shi Mengyao, the girls also know that who doesn't want to draw an end to their youth? But how many people in the world can do it? In the end, it's the memories that remain!

How far is the road of life, who can stick to their own heart?

"In the past, someone accompanied me on the road, and said that I would accompany myself to the prosperity of the world and watch the flowers bloom and fall. But as they walked, the people scattered. But now the road is still there, and the people are long gone. Guan Xue'er sighed on the side.

Perhaps, she was right in insisting! What about my insistence?

In the night sky, Guan Xue'er's voice echoed in the cold wind, but who could hear it?

……

Xia Liu, who returned to the dormitory, slowly looked at the downloaded subject 1 test questions .......

"Xia Liu, why do you insist on running?"

"When I was young, my health was poor, so I slowly got better under my grandfather's exercise."

"What did your grandfather do?"

"Veterans."

"I don't know about the rest."

"What's your dream?"

"Marry a wife who is like a flower and give birth to a lively and lovely child for me."

"Short-sighted."

"So what do you think is the long term?"

……。

In the early morning when it was raining sporadically, the voices of the two echoed in the rain.

"Second brother, why are you wearing such a formal dress today?"

"Is it necessary for you to look in the mirror for half a day?"

"Yes."

"Is this morning Teacher Song's class?"

"Are you really going to chase it?"

"Is it wrong to love beauty?"

"It's not."

"I'm going to take on a new look for a beautiful day."

"You can play, I'll serve."

“……。”

Xia Liu, who returned to the dormitory, heard Liangchen and Jian Nanchun arguing with Yuanyuan.

Finally feeling satisfied, I went out of the dormitory with my roommate.

"There are three things that need to be done in journalistic writing. First, authenticity. Second, objectivity. Third....... Song Hui's voice echoed in the classroom.

……。

"Students, because of the National Day, we are going to play the Welcome Cup. So I think it's necessary for all of us to train in our spare time, do you have any questions? Liu Hu's voice echoed in the ears of the team members.

"But I don't have much time in the afternoon!" Zhao Xing said helplessly.

Zhang Jun: "It's too early in the morning, I don't think I can get up." ”

Zhengzhou: "I have time in the morning. ”

Seeing that everyone looked lazy, he was tempted from afar: "Do you want to get off the list?" Do you want to be a campus figure like Xu Jiaming? Do you want to make flowers? Do you want people from other colleges to know you? Do you want your senior sister to be impressed by you...... ”

The passion of everyone is slowly rising, who doesn't want to be famous, who doesn't want to be a beautiful woman, and who doesn't want to be in the limelight.

So the team members said in unison: "Yes." I really want to, I really want to. ”

looked at Xia Liu from afar: "Now someone has successfully walked to the front, and that is our classmate Xia Liu." Not only did he receive love letters from girls from the Department of Political Science and Foreign Languages, but he also had a relationship with the girls of the Department of History, and most importantly, he also had a connection with our school flower, Shi Mengyao. Now I have the floor for our heroes. ”

In the hungry eyes of everyone, Xia Liu shouted loudly: "All for Senior Sister!" Defeat the freshman, overthrow the sophomore, overwhelm the junior, and run to the first ....... The sound kept echoing through the classroom for a long time.

Looking at everyone's wolf-like eyes, the roommates on the side also admired Yuanyuan and Xia Liu's eloquence.