Graduation season has been the most talked about over the years, and it is also the season that is most likely to cause memories for those who have stepped into society for many years, especially high school.

Once upon a time, with the dead friends holding the ball on the basketball court and the classmates next door, an ordinary basketball game turned into a class honor battle.

Looking through the memories, can you still remember the bits and pieces of high school?

In the middle of the night, can you still remember the crush on her or him in high school?

Every high school experience is an irreplaceable and unforgettable memory.

It was our purest golden age.

No abortion, no disgusting complicated love triangles, quadrangular love n angular love,

There is no hatred, there is no so-called pretending to slap the face of the squad leader, the rich second-generation study committee,

There are no complicated minds, some are just simple minds,

Like, hate, everything, all of them disappeared in crying, laughing, and disappearing after graduation.

This season is loaded with too many people's memories, and naturally it has received too much attention, compared to the busyness of graduating from college, graduating from high school is the best time.

As an old qualification who has been teaching and educating people for more than ten years, Deng Ronghua's mentality is not unforgiving, but even so, being able to personally handle the art festival that is equivalent to a graduation performance can still bring a great sense of accomplishment to his heart.

After teaching and educating people for more than ten years, his son has already grown up and started a family, and he has nothing else to ask for material, so he naturally began to pursue this spiritual enjoyment.

Of course, after so many years, the name of the "rain god" that has gone far and wide has also made Deng Ronghua distressed for a while, and then he let it go and ignore it.

Still holding the spring breeze in a good mood, he walked into the classroom of the third (16th) class of high school, and wanted to come over to inform him of the matter, but he didn't expect to be greeted by a pair of "green" eyes.

The light reminded him of running in the sunset, the lost youth, ahem............ In fact, I remembered the Aruba tragedy that happened when I took the graduation photo a few days ago, after the graduation photo was over, some good people counted that there were 30 classes in high school, and there were 28 classes of Aruba teachers, many of whom taught several classes, so you can imagine how tragic the consequences were..................

Subconsciously sat down, clamped his legs, and played the manual notice to everyone.

"It's raining outside, so this festival is still being held in a small auditorium as usual."

"It's a small hall again.................."

Hearing the news, there was a sigh in the classroom,

It's been three years, and the three years of the art festival have been held in a small auditorium, is that the open-air auditorium really lost in this life?

Lin Jie looked at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and God's gloomy face obviously gave Lin Jie a positive answer,

No way.

"Alas, Ziyue, let's go, let's go to the small hall." sighed, patted Zhuo Ziyue, who was sitting beside him, put his hands in his pockets, and took the lead out of the classroom door with an umbrella.

"Eh, Lin Jie, wait for me!"

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"Niantian, Su Xue, here." In the small hall, Zhuo Zhixing and his wife, who arrived first, sat in their seats and beckoned to Lin Niantian and his wife, who were late.

There are not many people around, and the few people who are leaving are just scattered around the stands, Zhuo Zhixing's position this month is in the second row, and the two families are ready to sit in front of them, and they will surprise their children later.

After signing the names of the classmates around him, holding Su Xue's arm, the husband and wife sat next to the seat of Zhuo Zhixing and his wife, the two big men sat together, talking about their children's performance today, and the two housewives sat together, chattering about whether their children were dressed up beautifully when they performed.

Well, men and women have different concerns.

"I heard Ziyue say, this time the chorus song of several people in their class was written by Lin Jie, you are a father who only found out so late, I don't know how to feel?"

"What can I think, I don't know what Ling Ling thinks, my home is so close, I just want to be a dormitory," rubbed his temples with a headache, obviously a little helpless for Lin Jie, who was getting older and more assertive,

It's still cute when I was a kid and doesn't resist anything.

"Okay, don't have a headache, high school is almost over, what else do you have to have a headache, I'm quite interested in the song Lin Jie wrote by himself now,"

"What's there to be interested in, just a few years of guitar and music theory knowledge, not even a half-ass, what good songs can you really expect him to write?" said so, but the eyes looking at the backstage showed a look of expectation,

Zhuo Zhixing, who saw Lin Niantian's expression clearly, shook his head helplessly,

"You just have a hard mouth."

"It's not a hard mouth, it's a fact."

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Backstage, four hosts, two men and two women are nervously facing the lines, reciting the lines, two old people with two newcomers, this is the practice of the host of the art festival every year, and in the big open space on the other side, there are piles of people, yes, yes, yes, it's heaps,

Bunches of people gathered together, each discussing what to do and how to say the lines when they came on stage.

"Lin Jie, what should I do, I'm a little nervous." Zhuo Ziyue, who has rarely had the opportunity to face so many people over the years, was a little nervous, and grabbed Lin Jie's arm tightly, Zhuo Ziyue decided to learn from Lin Jie.

"Calm, calm, I'm nervous, it's useless for you to catch me."

"Are you nervous? Why can't I see it? Looking at Lin Jie, who was extremely calm from head to toe, Zhuo Ziyue was a little confused,

"My little heart is pounding nervously, how can I not be nervous."

"It's okay, take a few more deep breaths, it's really not good, when you sing for a while, you will treat all the people in the audience as carrots or cabbage, anyway, don't treat them as people, think about it a few more times, and relieve your mood."

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When Lin Jie and others were communicating, two hosts had already walked on the stage with the microphone, and through the audio, the voice announcing the official start of the art festival was transmitted to the backstage, and the first one to appear on the program list was Lin Jie's class next door, because his homeroom teacher's surname was Wang, also known as the old Wang class next door.

"You don't have to be so nervous, we didn't have a lot of luck when we drew lots, and we were drawn to the last position, which means that we are the finale, and there is still a lot of time for us to adjust to our condition,"

"So, don't be in a hurry, don't panic, slowly adjust your state nervously, if you are not nervous, what should you do."