The day of leaving school is getting closer and closer, and there is only one last night left.

The arrival of the third year of high school means that the students are overwhelmed with academic pressure.

For diligent students, the third year of high school is like a battlefield, and there are very few people who have achieved real success.

After preparing the package for the start of school, Jiang Mingfeng and Lausanne lay on the bed again, their four eyes staring at the ceiling above their heads.

This time it was no longer pleasant, but inexplicably calm.

Tomorrow's school year Lausanne will join the third year of high school again as a transfer student, Lausanne is looking forward to what Yu Ru will react to after seeing him, and looking forward to what state Jiang Mingfeng will face Yu Ru.

Jiang Mingfeng took a sharp puff of smoke, and there was no expression on his fair face, as if nothing had happened.

Maybe for him, now he is facing only the college entrance examination, not something that has no meaning.

"Jiang Mingfeng, school will start tomorrow, what do you think I should wear tomorrow?"

Lausanne couldn't contain her excitement and faced her high school career again.

"When did you become like a girl? Wear everything the same, and you won't be a girl anyway. ”

Is Jiang Mingfeng making fun of Lausanne?

Luosang glanced at Jiang Mingfeng and said with a wry smile: "Do you know Jiang Mingfeng?" The third year of high school is a time worth remembering for a lifetime. ”

"Why?"

The third year of high school is a watershed in life, the same study is under one roof, some people can continue to go to school after graduation, while some people are working, with the advent of the third year of high school, classmates will spend less and less time together, and there will be fewer opportunities to see each other in the future.

Today they are still classmates, and tomorrow they will be a group of people with different identities.

Let's do it and cherish it.

Jiang Mingfeng's questions have always made Lausanne feel whether he is a cold-blooded animal or not.

Still, he should know in a moment.

Lausanne replied in a low voice: "Time will always prove a qiē." ”

Jiang Mingfeng glanced at Luosang, closed his eyes tightly, stopped talking, and didn't know what he was thinking

The night is deep, the cold wind is blowing, and the waning moon shines in the sky.

The breath of midsummer is still there, but the days like this will become less and less common.

Tomorrow is the day of the start of the semester, and after Yu Ru packed his luggage, he couldn't lie on the bed.

Yu Ru looked at the calendar on the table next to the bed, and a large red circle stood out.

On September 1st, this day has really arrived.

How did the summer vacation pass so quickly, the fatigue of the second year of high school until the end of the semester, and finally ushered in the summer vacation of perhaps the last study career, how could it be that school is about to start in the blink of an eye?

Yu Ru has an indescribable feeling in her heart, is she lamenting that time flies so fast? Or does the thought of the future make her feel something?

This summer vacation was originally a good relationship with Jiang Mingfeng, but it inexplicably became a summer vacation alone.

His departure felt like a loss, as if his body had been hollowed out.

However, it has been about two months since Jiang Mingfeng has been in contact with him at all, and as time fades, his feelings about him have become complicated, I don't know if the love for him is continued from the bottom of my heart, or if I am unforgettable for him.

Hate because of love? No, no, this state is loss, and Yu Ru doesn't hate him.

Even if he does, we don't want to contact each other again.

What will it be like after meeting? Yu Ru didn't know either.

Two months will dilute the relationship of 18 years, and it is like a joke.

With a hint of concern, wolf bèi, loss, speechlessness, nostalgia, and a complicated state of mind, Yu Ru closed his eyes on the bed

Maybe it hasn't changed.

The next morning, the sun has already shown a corner, the night has receded, the soft morning light slowly awakens the active creatures, the warm soft wind blows away the coolness of last night, and the campus is full of natural breath.

Jinchen Private High School has been famous in XX City because of its perfect equipment, enlightened system, advanced concepts, and solid teaching, and in recent years, it has reached the peak of education, and the admission rate of college entrance examination graduates has increased year by year, with an average of more than 60% of college entrance examination graduates admitted to undergraduates.

Therefore, there have been many high school graduates who have not succeeded in the entrance examination from other schools and have chosen to repeat their studies at Jinchen Private High School.

Now Jinchen High School is a paradise for learning in the eyes of parents, and it is also a place for high school graduates with dreams to pursue.

Students have different starting points, and the final result may be very different.

Maybe they've made the right choice.

Jiang Mingfeng and Lausanne spent nearly an hour to come to the door of Jinchen Private High School, in front of the gate is an open field, few vehicles, pedestrians are unimpeded, rows of maple trees are planted on both sides of the open land, a cool breeze blows slightly, the maple leaves are sandwiched with a natural fragrance floating in the air flowing in the campus, the wind is slightly stronger, the maple leaves will fly with each other to make a pleasant "rustle" sound, scattered and scattered on the ground.

Students walking under the maple trees should feel refreshed, right?

At the end of the open field is an office building, and in front of the office building is a waterhole, in the middle of which is a very long and straight thing shaped like a fountain, and when the water without leaving a trace of dust gathers to a certain distance in a certain period of time, suddenly a stream of water seems to be free from the constraints of nature, like a blooming flower, spraying everywhere, and finally scattered in the waterhole.

Girls in short black skirts and white sailor uniforms that look like Japanese anime school uniforms walk through the campus, those girls with shawls or pigtails, no grease powder on their faces, white skin is red and white, their feet are wearing white cotton socks and sneakers, and they are carrying a small satchel printed with cartoon patterns, which is really indescribably youthful and moving.

The boys wore sunny white suits, spotless black leather shoes, and walked on the concrete floor with a pleasant "boom" sound. Those boys with short black and silky hair, or combing the's head, occasionally wear fancy dresses, they are in the prime of their youth, their blood is strong, their spirits are gorgeous, and their whole body exudes an alluring youthful atmosphere.

The school, which is full of youthful atmosphere, is really a treasure.

Lausanne first went to the principal's office to report and confirmed that the transfer procedures were completed, and then it could be implemented.

From today on, Lausanne will be a repeat student in the third year of high school, and his goal is to work hard for the college entrance examination.

Lausanne offered to study in the second class of the third year of high school, that is, the class where Jiang Mingfeng, Yu Ru and Manchen were, and the principal didn't say a word, so he naturally agreed.

It's half past eight in the morning, which is usually the time for the first class, but since it's the beginning of the school year, there is usually a class meeting.

After being promoted to the third year of high school, the class changed places, and the mottled teaching building of the third year of high school was in stark contrast to other glamorous buildings.

The environment is different, the teaching process is different, and even the teachers have changed from the class teacher to the senior teacher with more teaching experience.

This is the third year of high school, and in the face of the college entrance examination, they have become the hardest hit area.