Gradually, under the emotional infection, there are more and more students who shed tears, and a few boys who endured tears gradually turned red, whether they will feel cherished only when they are lost, whether they only know the preciousness if they have ever had, just like this sunny air, existing around us, but no one will notice its preciousness and importance, and the same is true of Fan Cheng, only when he is gone, they will recall and miss his smiling face, his voice, and everything about him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhou Qingmei turned her head sideways, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the empty seat that belonged to Fancheng, and her nose was sour.

"Students, the past is gone, let's put away our sadness, be strong, cheer for Fancheng, pray for him, don't give up, and believe that he will definitely come back to us," Zhou Qingmei put away her sadness and said seriously.

"Teacher, we want to see Fancheng!" a girl said with a crying voice, which caused a lot of echoes.

Zhou Qingmei was stunned, shook her head and said: "I can understand your feelings, but Fancheng, now that he is in a coma, it is better for him to have a quiet resting environment, everyone's mind, I believe he will be able to feel it."

"Teacher, then we will donate money for Fan Cheng! Survive this with him!" said another boy suddenly, and the students around him choked slightly, and then almost everyone began to echo.

"Donation?" Zhou Qingmei's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, she remembered the scene of seeing Fan Cheng's parents that day, looking at his parents' outfits, it can be seen that his family situation is not very rich, and now that he has experienced such an accident, I am afraid that the economy may also be stretched, at this time, this is indeed a good idea, this is probably the greatest help and support for Fan Cheng, thinking of this, Zhou Qingmei nodded and said: " This method can be done, but everyone does what they can, only their own minds can be, the teacher takes the lead, donates 300 yuan for Fancheng's classmates, students who want to donate, after class, hand it over to the class leader to make a list, and I will transfer it to Fancheng's family in the evening."

"Fancheng's side, the teacher will continue to pay attention, and I will inform you if there is any news, but now, please calm down and hurry up to review, the college entrance examination is approaching soon, let's not let Fancheng down, work hard", Zhou Qingmei thought about it and said.

As time passed, the bell rang for the end of class, and almost at the same time, the seat of the class leader Qin Qing was surrounded by classmates.

"Squad leader, I'll donate fifty!" "Squad leader, this is my one hundred pocket money this month!" "And my squad leader, I don't bring much, donate thirty first!" In the hustle and bustle, a pair of hands held coins of different denominations and danced in the air, this is not only money, but also a heavy love.

Liu Lu lay on the table, looking directly at the scene over there, she had an urge to cry, these days, every time she closed her eyes, her eyes would appear in front of Fan Cheng lying in a pool of blood, so miserable, so sad, there were so many wounds on his body, he must have been in pain at the time, if time could come back, how good would it be, she wouldn't go to the Internet café, she wouldn't leave him alone, she hated herself, hated why she didn't stay at that time.

Thinking about it, unconsciously, she looked at the empty position beside her, Zhengji, where have you been? Why don't you answer the phone? Why haven't you come back? Please, come back quickly! I miss you, Fan Cheng misses you too, we need you, I need you, Fan Cheng needs you more! Thinking about it, the scene of Zhengji and Fan Cheng standing together and looking at themselves with a bright smile gradually appeared in my mind, that bright summer, the three people eating cold ice cream are probably the happiest time in their lives, when can they go back to that time again, Fan Cheng, Zhengji, Liu Lu, once again leave their own memories.

"Ahcha", Masaki sneezed violently, rubbed his slightly sour nose, and was a little surprised, what was wrong with him, he sneezed several times in a row, and he didn't feel a cold, or rather, who missed him?

"Woo!" Suddenly, a whistle sounded, Masaki was stunned, his face showed a hint of joy, three steps and two steps out of the cabin, standing on the bow of the ship and looking into the distance, in the line of sight, a huge black cruise ship broke the wind and waves in the direction of Masaki, compared to the sailboat where Masaki was small and pitiful.

However, after the cruise ship gradually approached, Masaki's expression was no longer relaxed, and the excitement of meeting the same kind in the ocean disappeared, and in his eyes, he clearly saw the flag of the East Ying at the highest point on the top of the ship, and this was not a cruise ship, but a whaling ship! Just above the huge hook on the ship, there was still a dying whale struggling, and the blood flowed down the side of the ship like a waterfall, leaving a red mark on the sea, as if it was a wound of the sea, bright red and dazzling.

Masaki frowned deeply, as early as in his previous life, he heard about the animal rights organization's condemnation of Dongying's annual whaling activities and similar documentaries, but he didn't expect that he would actually witness this scene today, as the boat got closer and closer, Masaki saw the scene on the boat more clearly, suddenly, Masaki's pupils shrank slightly, and the harpoon inserted in the dying whale was obvious, it was the same kind that he had pulled out before! Subconsciously, Masaki looked at the seawater, could it be that the whale he saved also encountered this boat? Fortunately, the whale that helped him a lot had already left before.

The people on the boat, who had apparently spotted Masaki's sailboat, were lying on the side of the boat, pointing and chirping and not knowing what they were shouting, and occasionally there were a few ugly laughs, and their faces were stained with the blood of the whale, as disgusting as the old savages who drank blood.

Zhengji didn't respond, but looked at the other party coldly, although he hated the other party's behavior, but what could he do when he was alone, could it be that he rushed forward with his writing wheel eyes and taught them all a lesson?

The sailboat and the fishing boat passed sideways, and the first encounter between the sea and man ended with the ups and downs of the waves.

In the evening, Masaki saw the coastline with enough shadows, and the ships gradually increased, the ships docked, and once again stepped on the ground down-to-earth, accustomed to the bumpy Masaki on the sea, and even stumbled slightly, but quickly got used to it, looked at the port behind him, he was quite emotional, this nearly a week's journey, just like this, ended in a blink of an eye, and the harvest was quite rich.

"Masaki, you're back safely!" Just as Masaki was looking at the sailboat in a daze, a cry of surprise made him subconsciously look back.

"Brother Li?" a happy smile appeared on Masaki's face, and he hugged Li Rong tightly, patting each other's backs, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Why are you here?" asked Masaki with a smile as he was delighted.

"Since you left, I have been coming to the beach almost every day, first, I have been running in the sea all my life, and I feel uncomfortable not smelling the smell of the sea for a day, and second, I am here to see if you have come back, how about it, this voyage is going well, right? The day before yesterday, I saw that the weather forecast said that there was a typhoon, and I was a little worried about you, did you meet it?" Li Rong looked Zhengji up and down and said happily.

"It's good, I'm not coming back safely, as for the typhoon, I don't know, it's just that there is indeed a lot of heavy rain in the sky," Zhengji nodded, Li Rong's concern made him feel a little moved in his heart.

"Let's go, go have a drink, congratulations on becoming a qualified sailor!" Li Rong patted Masaki on the shoulder, and pulled him towards a bar not far from the sea.

The seaside bar, even the decoration style is full of the style of the sea, revealing a rough feeling, the wooden walls are directly spliced by one by one tree trunks, simple but elegant, and most of the guests are tough guys with big shoulders and round waists, and laughter and laughter sound from time to time.

"Boss, have two glasses of malt beer!" As soon as he entered the door, Li Rong's loud voice resounded through the bar.

"Brother Li, here!" "Master Li, what are you busy with lately?" "Brother Li, long time no see" With his voice, the bar responded with a gossip of greetings, and it can be seen that Li Rong is quite popular in this bar, and there are many people who know him.

"Lao Li, you old drunkard is here again! Didn't you say you want to quit drinking? Why do you regret it?" A man with a square face and a thick cheek in his fifties with a red nose and rosacea smiled and walked to Li Rong's table with two wooden wine glasses, and put the wine glass on the wooden table with a "bang".

"I can't quit it! I can't do without you old fellows," Li Rong said with a big sip of beer, patting the table and laughing.

"That's right, if you have wine today and get drunk today, and a sailor doesn't drink, can you still be called a sailor?" said a shirtless man at the table next to him, patting his chest.

"Who is this little brother? I haven't seen it before, Brother Li, your relative?" The bar owner who delivered the wine just now noticed the political discipline on the side and asked curiously, always feeling a little familiar.

"If only I had such good relatives! This is my new friend, who has studied sailing with me for a few days, and is considered half an apprentice! Masaki, don't you mind if I say that," Li Rong said with a grin.

"Of course I don't mind, the master is the teacher, it should be so, I learned a lot from Brother Li, and I should call the master as well", Masaki said with a smile.