It seems that the aunt who collected the money at the door did not simply despise Zhen Lang, and the people in the No. 4 bag were all classmates of Zhen Lang's class back then. Counting Zhen Lang and Yun Jia, there are just eight people who make up a table.

When the old classmates who haven't seen each other for many years meet, everyone feels a lot, and it is inevitable that there will be a greeting.

In such greetings, Zhen Lang was even more embarrassed.

To be precise, he was blown away.

Among the group of classmates, five are in college, one has joined the job, one is unemployed at home, and there is a girl named Luo Juan, who was very delicate back then, got married last year, and now has become a housewife, and actually came with a five-month-old belly.

Hearing that Luo Juan had been married for a year, Zhen Lang felt a strong impact from reality.

Before today, he had never felt how quickly time passed, and he had never thought about what he would experience after graduation. He once thought that every old classmate was just like him, carefree on campus, as if living in a news broadcast.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he was truly living in reality for the first time.

"You two, honestly, when did you come together?" Luo Juan gossiped as much as she did in junior high school, looking at Zhen Lang and Yun Jia, looking like she had seen through the hearts, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys of the two of them: "When I was in junior high school, I felt that the two of you were tired, and sure enough, you are about to graduate, when will you drink your two happy wine?" ”

Yun Jiaxiao's face was red, and his voice trembled slightly: "What nonsense, I happened to be on the way with him." ”

"Who are you fooling, I just saw you two Qingqing and I walk in, and you said that there was no adultery?" A lewd man with glasses interrupted the road, this thing liked to engage in voyeurism when he was in junior high school, and now he has not changed his nature.

"Zhen Lang, don't admit it. In the first semester, we bet you wouldn't dare touch Yun Jia's breasts, but you rushed over and touched it. Li Xiaoqiang, who had a good relationship with Zhen Lang back then, also interjected, revealing the truth: "Everyone understands that at that time, a little boy bullied a little girl, but he actually liked her in his heart." ”

Zhen Lang didn't expect that his silence was golden, and he could actually lie down with a gun.

The man with glasses immediately echoed: "I remember, you don't know how much force you used that time, and you made Yun Jia cry." ”

"Glasses, you fool, no wonder you can't have a girlfriend, does this have anything to do with the severity?" Luo Juan, a pregnant woman, was quite a person who came over, and she didn't blush at all when she discussed this kind of topic, and analyzed: "At that time, all our girls thought that Yun Jia would report to the teacher, and they would definitely change seats with Zhen Lang, but I didn't expect her to be fine after crying, and continue to share the table with Zhen Lang, what is this not love?" ”

"Well, from ten years ago to now, the two of you are definitely true love." Another old classmate also spoke.

Yun Jia was speechless, blushing and lowering his head, his little hands kept rubbing the corners of his skirt.

When the classmates saw her reaction, they became even more energetic, and brought out the story of Zhen Lang and Yun Jia in junior high school, and ridiculed for a while.

Ten minutes later, Luo Juan saved the two, and she asked a question that piqued everyone's interest: "Zhen Lang, when you first came in, did Teacher Liu's wife and children rush over to fight with you?" ”

Zhen Lang: "No. ”

Luo Juan: "It is estimated that you have grown so tall that I didn't recognize you." ”

Li Xiaoqiang also interjected: "Yes, we were all betting just now that if you came, would you be kicked out." ”

The man with glasses also joked: "Zhen Lang, we didn't see it, it turns out that you are a prophetic emperor." ”

This topic made Zhen Lang even more unable to respond.

He didn't expect that his words would become a prophecy, and the things in the composition would become a reality.

At that time, Mr. Liu assigned an essay entitled "One Day in Ten Years", and asked students to use their imagination to write an 800-word essay on any topic. So Zhen Lang used his imagination to write an essay that caused a sensation in the whole school, and boys and girls took pictures with their mobile phones and scrambled to forward it.

The composition reads as follows:

On that day 10 years ago, I was so happy that I finally didn't have to go to elementary school anymore.

My Chinese teacher in primary school was very dishonest, and she told us, "You have to be honest." ”

Once, when I was writing an essay, I asked her: "We don't have a military family around Aunt Zhao, how should we write it?" ”

Here's how she taught us to be honest: "Use your imagination, for example, when you get up in the morning and go to help Aunt Zhao, a military family, clear the snow." ”

I asked her, "But we haven't had snow in this place for 20 years." ”

Here's how she taught us to be honest: "Then you go and help the military family Aunt Zhao do housework, sprinkle water and sweep the floor." ”

I asked her, "And then?" ”

Here's how she taught us to be honest: "Then you have to learn from Uncle Lei Feng, do good deeds without leaving a name." ”

I asked her, "But Uncle Lei Feng wrote down the good things he did in his diary." ”

She taught us to be honest like this: "You can also write it into a diary, this essay on helping the military family Aunt Zhao, you can use it as a diary, write about the process of helping the military family Aunt Zhao." ”

I asked her, "But shouldn't a diary be about real things?" ”

Here's how she taught us to be honest: "You bear kid is endless, listen to the teacher!" You write like this, before dawn, you braved the biting cold wind to help the military family Aunt Zhao clear the snow and clean the yard...... Okay, after writing these, you can end it, when the military family Aunt Zhao hears the voice coming out, do you know how to write it? ”

I learned to draw inferences: "Aunt Zhao, a military family, will definitely ask 'who is it'?" in a panic? Then I should have trotted away in a puff of smoke, leaving my voice in the biting cold wind - we are all red scarves! ”

The teacher was very satisfied, and gave me a high score for that essay.

But I was not satisfied because I knew she was teaching me to brag with my eyes open.

When I was in junior high school, I was so happy that I finally didn't have to see my elementary school Chinese teacher.

But I didn't expect that I would meet an even more dishonest junior high school Chinese teacher.

I think I'm probably too young to judge my Chinese teacher fairly.

One day, ten years later, I finally grew up.

On this day of this year, I came to Xishan Cemetery.

This is the most expensive cemetery in the city, and my grandmother wanted to bury her grandfather here ten years ago, but she couldn't get her way.

One day I asked my grandmother, "Why don't you bury your grandfather in Xishan Cemetery?" ”

Grandma said, "It's too expensive to afford." ”

I asked her, "So who can afford it?" ”

My grandmother said, "All the teachers in your school can afford to buy cram schools. ”

Walking to Xishan Cemetery today, I think of my grandmother and my grandfather who died ten years ago.

I stood in front of a tombstone and fell into deep thought.

A gray-haired old man came over, patted me on the shoulder, and praised me so much that I was embarrassed, and he said, "This child is so filial, he has come to your junior high school homeroom teacher to go to the grave again." ”

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