When Jiang Futing walked into the classroom, the sound of discussion in the class was the first to reach his ears.

As if he didn't know anything, he walked to his position as calmly as before, and before he arrived, there was an urgent sound of surprise behind him, and his shoulder was suddenly grabbed by a hand: "Jiang Futing, you are really here!" I thought those people in the post bar were talking nonsense! ”

Jiang Futing slowly opened his hand and responded lightly: "Well, have you had any exams in the past two weeks?" ”

"Can you take off your Xueba character for a while, your family and the Song family have been in trouble for so long, and you are not too tired to ask you to study as soon as you come back?" Yang Linsheng said angrily.

"Not tired." Jiang Futing looked at the dust attached to the table, too many things have happened during this time, and they have changed too fast, and there is always an illusion that the last time I sat here to study was really a long time ago.

"Is there any paper?"

"Yes." Yang Linsheng casually glanced at the paper towel on someone else's desk, and took out a stack without asking.

Jiang Futing glanced at Yang Linsheng's hand coldly, but he took it because he was in a hurry to use the paper, and said to the female classmate who was sitting in the position and was afraid to speak: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, just take whatever you want." The female classmate's face was flushed shyly, and she lowered her head and said softly.

"Did you hear that, people are generous, and they say take it casually!" Yang Linsheng smiled unceremoniously.

Jiang Futing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and wiped the table silently.

The other party didn't seem to feel his impatience, and sat directly on the table of the person next to him, and asked leisurely, "Are those things said on Weibo true?" ”

"Which ones?" Jiang Futing asked casually, his attention was all on his hands, and he finally wiped the dust off the table.

"On Weibo!" Yang Linsheng knew that he was asking knowingly, and screamed: "Song Cheng became a fool, Song Minghui was crazy about the sentence, and the reporter still photographed you at the scene that day!" ”

When Yang Linsheng raised this question, the other students on the side invariably stopped their respective things and quietly paid attention to Jiang Futing's answer.

Although these things were reported by the official in person, it felt different when I heard the person concerned say it with my own ears.

What you see on the Internet always makes people feel a sense of distance and out of reach, but when people around you who have experienced it say it, they will feel as if they are close to it.

"Yes." Jiang Futing responded simply, these things were already well known, and these people had to verify them in person.

"By the way, I met you on the road that day, did you just come back alive?" Yang Linsheng remembered the chance encounter with him on the road that day, and was eagerly curious.

Jiang Futing's action of tidying up the desk inadvertently paused, and then continued.

Yang Linsheng saw that he seemed unwilling to answer, knowing that there must be something interesting, and continued to harass: "Just tell me, how did you run out, and why did they announce that you died, the Public Security Bureau issued your death certificate!" ”

Jiang Futing was about to start driving people impatiently

, the pleasant class bell rang in time.

"It's class." He indifferently glanced at Yang Linsheng, who was still sitting on someone's desk.

Receiving a threatening look, Yang Linsheng put away his frolicking appearance and reluctantly returned to his seat.

In the classroom, because people who hadn't seen each other for a long time suddenly came back, the sound of squirming discussions continued, and Jiang Futing rarely didn't manage it too strictly, and it wasn't until the head teacher walked in that he gradually quieted down and restored the previous order.

The calm eyes looked at the podium, just in front of the head teacher's pleased eyes.

Teacher Liang put down the preparation in his hand, after all, as a person who leads the class, no matter how happy he is, he can't be like this group of children, but the ruddy face shows his joy at the moment.

He coughed twice and said: "A lot of things have happened in our class during this time, and some students have even experienced disasters that we can't imagine. ”

As if guessing what he was going to say, the moment he spoke, the class instantly fell silent. The events of this semester seem to have been experienced only yesterday, and they are vivid in everyone's minds.

For the first time, these students took the initiative to immerse themselves in the words of the class teacher, rather than listening perfunctorily.

The head teacher looked at them with deep meaning, and felt that his students had become a lot more sensible during this time: "Your youth is only for a few years, and in a few years you will have your own different lives, and some of you may inherit the family business." ”

He said that his gaze stayed on Jiang Futing for a little longer, and then swept to the other students: "Some students will go to work, and some will start their own businesses to make a living." It doesn't matter what you're going to do in the future......"

His voice couldn't help choking up, he was old, and the only thing he could do was to spread more good expectations to everyone sitting here, and those weather-beaten eyes had a layer of mist: "But the best three years of your youth were entrusted to me by your parents, and you only have these three years in your life." Therefore, I sincerely hope that in this last year, you will not disappoint your own youth and give yourself a satisfactory answer. ”

"Not for me, but for yourselves." The head teacher's throat rolled, and he swallowed back the tears that had almost overflowed just now: "At least when you recall this time in the future, you will have no reservations and no regrets." ”

After he finished speaking, the class was still very quiet, and every word just now was like thunder, hovering in everyone's hearts for a long time.

Yes, it's not about half a year since the college entrance examination!

Excluding a winter vacation, plus the remaining time in school, it seems like a long time, and if you count it carefully, it will be more than a hundred days.

Adolescent students are already emotionally sensitive, easily irritated, and easily moved.

Many people have a trace of remorse in their eyes, and some have been classmates for three years, although it is still a little early to touch on this topic

, but recently a series of accidents in the class have also given the class teacher a heavy boost, and I hope that students will learn to cherish time.

He picked up his notebook and folded it twice on the podium, only then did he pull the group of people below back from their heavy thoughts and resume their previous meticulousness: "This is just a reminder to you, as a teacher, I have done my best, what kind of road to take in the end, it is still up to you to choose, if you want to go better, then take advantage of everything is still in time, let yourself enjoy the feeling of fighting for your dreams!" ”

At this time, the students sitting below suddenly looked a lot more determined.

Jiang Futing sat quietly, and he could feel that the students on the side who were used to being casual on weekdays were burning with a strong fighting spirit.

"In addition to this, there is one more thing to announce." The head teacher saw that the mood of these students returned to normal, and took out the notice clipped: "Due to the postponement of the autumn sports meeting originally scheduled for the end of November, this semester's sports meeting will be arranged at the end of December, the sports meeting and cultural festival will be arranged together, the sports meeting time is from the 29th to the morning of the 31st, and the afternoon of the 31st is the cultural festival activities of each class, and the evening art evening." ”

"The sports you each want to participate in will go to the sports committee to register after class, because the preparation is more urgent, hand in the list before tomorrow, and the class group activity sports committee will decide directly."

"I thought there would be no sports day this semester."

"It's quite time-consuming to be arranged with the cultural festival! The school really does the math. ”

"It would be nice to be able to do it."

The sound of muttering discussion was heard again.

"Quiet!" The head teacher snorted sternly and continued: "The students in the third year of high school have a team competition to interact with their parents, so each of you has discussed with your own family, and this time parents must participate to draw a successful end to the last sports meeting of your three years of high school." ”

"Huh?" Yang Linsheng's depressed voice was the first to cry out, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Then what should I do if my parents are inconvenient?" They're all busy people! ”

"You have to come, you have to communicate with your parents yourself, I don't believe that your parents don't even participate in such an important activity as their children at school, if you can't move, I will personally persuade your parents." The head teacher said undoubtedly.

"Then forget it, don't bother with it, I'll call it myself!" Yang Linsheng said aggrievedly, stopped talking, and buried his head in the desk.

Jiang Futing glanced back at him, and the other party's flamboyant face looked a little lonely at the moment when it was covered by the book.

Recall that in the past, every time he organized a parent-teacher meeting in the class, he didn't seem to have received Yang Linsheng's parents, and the only time he found someone to impersonate him, because he couldn't match the true information of the students when he came, and he exposed them.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he withdrew his attention.

At this moment, the head teacher has begun to enter the class directly from the podium.

At noon, the school's bulletin board was also posted with an announcement of the merger of the sports day and the cultural festival.

When I passed by the restaurant, I could hear the sound of the sports meeting everywhere.

It's just that the school is too hasty to prepare, and there is no time to train or something.

Other students who are more Buddhist think that everyone has no time to prepare, and that the last person who takes the first place will rely on their own talent.

After eating, Jiang Futing went to the complex building by the way, the vice president of the student union is a sophomore in high school, even if he is not there, things in the student union are still going on in an orderly manner.

The other party's talent and organizational skills are not inferior in any way, and it is estimated that the new president candidate at the end of the semester is also inseparable.

As for the program screening of the theatrical evening, the host rehearsal has all been on the right track, and now he only needs to practice regularly every day.

Jiang Futing stood outside the door and looked at the people in the studio who were sweating hard and rehearsing hard, as well as those who coordinated unexpected situations from time to time, and suddenly felt a little emotional.

He took over as president in his first semester of high school, and two years passed.

At that time, he was still like a new student with ignorance and invisible, and he turned around and became the role of the senior who handed over the task to him.

He didn't go in again, returned to the student union office, reconfirmed and sorted out every important information bit by bit, and then left silently.

(End of chapter)