Section 2 Graduation Day (Middle)

"Hey, hey, I'm calling you, what's the fuss." Seeing that Feng Chaochen didn't answer himself, he was still standing there with a stupid expression, Xiu Yanjia thought to himself that Feng Chaochen probably felt a little reluctant to leave this campus where he had been for six years. Suddenly, he felt that he was also a little interested, and five white-skinned and good-looking fingers shook in front of his eyes, and he sat down on the flower bed at the school gate, regardless of whether it was clean or not.

The image in his mind was too clear, the colors were too strong, and the impact was too strong, so that at this moment, Feng Chaochen's heart was pinched, and he could clearly feel it fluttering wildly in his body, and he didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to his current state.

This kind of memory of more than ten years does not seem to be like this!

Feng Chaochen feels that he is now more like a 3D cinema with a ring screen, so natural, so appropriate, so immersive, and the protagonist in the movie is himself, himself in the next ten years!

"Hey, I said, it's okay for you, are you sick?" Xiu Yanjia talked alone for a long time, and when she looked up, she found that Feng Chaochen was still in a daze. The rare similarities and differences between the feelings and the heartfelt feelings just now were all in vain, and he suddenly became angry, but he called a few times in succession and did not see Feng Chaochen respond, he was a little puzzled, stretched out his fair and warm little hand to probe Feng Chaochen's forehead, touched his head again, and frowned: "It's not hot." ”

Feng Chaochen instinctively dodged a little, and only after a warm palm was attached to his forehead did he suddenly wake up, and now he was just graduating from elementary school.

"Oh, nothing, I just got a little distracted." Feng Chaochen came back to his senses and explained.

"Hey, Feng Chaochen, you say, this is graduation?" Xiu Yanjia sat down again and said sullenly. The classmates who have spent so many years together in the same class said that they were going to be separated at this time, and they didn't know when they would be able to see each other again after this graduation. No matter how much he likes to fight, play and make trouble on weekdays, but now that he is about to separate, Xiu Yanjia's heart is still very lost and uncomfortable.

Feng Chaochen nodded gently, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he sighed leisurely: "Yes, this is graduation." ”

The tone was a little sad, Xiu Yanjia became more and more sullen when he heard it, and he simply didn't bother to deal with Feng Chaochen, who was constantly wandering in a daze, and sat alone and sad.

Soon, the other students of the 61 class also rushed to the school one by one, although the graduation and separation added a bit of melancholy to everyone's hearts, but after all, everyone was just a little kid in his early teens, and dozens of people in a class got together and left this inexplicable loss behind without chatting a few words.

Just when everyone was chatting hotly, the head teacher, Mr. Zeng, walked into the classroom with a stack of graduation certificates and high heels under his feet. In the spirit that we won't see each other again after graduation anyway, there is no need to go against the teacher on this last day, and the sadness of graduation still makes people a little unmotivated, and the noise in the class gradually subsided.

Looking at Teacher Zeng on the podium, Feng Chaochen also felt a lot of emotion, so suddenly he recalled the scene of the year, looked down at the pitted desktop in front of him that had been destroyed by himself and others for several years, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion for a while.

When the fifth grade of primary school was divided, Feng Chaochen was assigned to the May 1st class taught by Mr. Huang, who taught mathematics, also served as the position of the class teacher, and his teaching style was very strict, and the students in the class who were more naughty and mischievous thought that they could continue to make waves in the new class as before, but in just a few days, she was brought back to life, and even the school bully Li Qiang, who was known as the underworld boss, had to clamp his tail in her class and be quiet and honest.

However, although the style is very strict, Mr. Huang's teaching is really good, and everyone's grades in the class have improved quickly, so all the students in the class have great respect for Mr. Huang, and have never given Mr. Huang a nickname behind his back and insulted Mr. Huang. In the fifth and sixth grades, as long as it is Mr. Huang's class, the whole class is extremely quiet, to put it mildly, it is almost to the extent that you can hear the echo of a needle on the ground.

However, this is not the true face of Feng Chaochen's class, it's just that Teacher Huang's methods are superb and the training is good. In Mr. Zeng's Chinese class, everything was reversed, the class was noisy, he didn't write homework, he had nicknames behind his back, all kinds of tricks, and all kinds of weirdness. When it came time for the city's unified examination, Feng Chaochen's class repaid the two teachers who were also hard-working with the first place in mathematics and the penultimate in Chinese in the city.

In the next semester, Mr. Zeng also changed his style and began to learn from Mr. Huang's appearance, and he was stern when he was in class, but unfortunately, it backfired, the more strict Mr. Zeng was, the more noisy and loud the students in the class became, and sometimes even Mr. Zeng couldn't even go to class, and for a long time, the Chinese grades in the class naturally deteriorated. But what makes Feng Chaochen feel ridiculous in retrospect is that every time he distributes the test papers, when he sees Teacher Zeng's depressed face, the students in the class will feel a special sense of accomplishment, but they haven't thought about the consequences of going on like this.

Looking back now, Feng Chaochen is very bored, more than ten years have passed, and looking back, in fact, there is nothing particularly worth mentioning about this whole thing, although Mr. Zeng said that his temper is indeed worse, but he is actually quite serious when teaching. Thinking that he once wrote an essay about the future imagination that year, it is needless to say how he and his classmates were so angry, and at the end of the composition, Feng Chaochen waved his pen very chicly, and sent Teacher Zeng directly to the school in a small village in the countryside to teach, but fortunately, this ridiculous and absurd idea was discovered and stopped by his father Feng Linjun in time. Looking back now, Feng Chaochen couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle because of his youthful frivolity.