Chapter 55: Heroic and Cool, the Best of Us (10)

Chapter 55: Heroic and Cool, the Best of Us (10)

On the night before the parade, a bonfire party was held, which can also be said to be a farewell party, because tomorrow morning after the parade, we will leave for home in the afternoon.

The big guys are around the bonfire in the middle, and they are very happy, as if they are going to fly happily, is it because they are leaving here?

Perhaps, at least 80 percent of my heart is in this mood, happy to leave, but 20 percent is a very strange feeling.

Mixed tastes.

Maybe it's reluctant.

After all, I've been here for about ten days, and I'm still a little emotional, and if I say it's emotionless, it should be AI.

Now, the long-awaited bonfire is coming as scheduled.

Before entering the camp, they began to report the program, screen, rehearse, and perform, and the students in these performances were very good, and the training was already very tiring, but they could still be so energetic.

It's about to present us with a perfect stage.

Night, soon to come.

It's still this familiar training base, but the layout of the scene is different, and the stage built manually looks pretty good, but it is the head teacher of Class 18 who is in charge of it, the female teacher who broke the mirror of my roommate in my dormitory that night, and now when I see her, there is still a bit of malice in my eyes.

It's just that she left a deep impression.

However, it is said that she was responsible for planning today's party, as well as the on-site layout, warm and lively, isn't the fierce teacher I saw at the time her?

Ay! Ignorance.

Sure enough, it was a bonfire party, and a huge bonfire was burning in the middle, the flame was very large and wonderful, and everyone was facing a fiery red face, and laughing like the sun.

Before it even started, it was already buzzing.

Finally ushered in this day, and I continued to be very happy in my heart, carrying a small bench to occupy the front row, holding the distributed glow sticks in my hands, waving enthusiastically, and everything was ready.

Born to like to watch shows, today is still a competent audience, but I don't know if I will meet an idol, he should have a show, right?!

Hopefully there will be.

The audience was full of green, unified and harmonious, all holding their little heads and waiting for the start of the party, and some people couldn't wait to go backstage to ask.

The answer was: "Right now!" ”

But how long will it take? It's fascinating.

Good things need to be waited, and it is worth waiting, so, wait.

There is no official opening dance, and it is the host's speech at the beginning, and she is still familiar.

The homeroom teacher of Class 18 is not only the chief planner of the entire program, but also takes on the responsibility of the host, responsible for the strings and the process.

Full of affinity.

If it's the first time I've seen her, I'm going to love her. After all, she is very great, beautiful, fairy, and gentle today.

Not only does it make me wonder if she has twin sisters, or is it a split personality? How is it completely different?!

This, as expected, is that people are not allowed to look good.

used to say that she was not good, but that she felt that she was a little fierce, and sometimes she would indiscriminately wronged people, and inexplicably folded a mirror, at that time, I really hated her.

But all of this seems to have disappeared at this moment, and she is like an intellectual big sister, leading her classmates to dance.

The party was officially kicked off by a group dance, and after the warm applause, they walked off the stage, with looming tears in their eyes, I think, should be sighing for the hard work of the past few days! I can't help but applaud myself.

And we really applaud them, because they also sacrificed their rest time to give us a perfect bonfire, so that they were able to practice so perfectly.

After the humble performance, he stepped off the stage and became an audience member like us, looking up and continuing to enjoy the next performance.

One program after another, very smooth, the atmosphere was extremely warm, the head teacher of class 18 was very good at arranging, a slow song, a cheerful dance, and then interspersed with an interesting sketch, in short, it is to improve people's attention throughout the whole process, and there will be no tired moments.

The lockdown of the past few days has completely isolated us from the outside world, and suddenly for a moment we are quite enjoying the moment, there is no complicated Internet, no noisy environment and exhaust fumes everywhere.

However, it was only for a moment.

If there is no hard military training, I would like to stay here, at least live a real and happy life, but it is impossible, you can't have both, whether to leave or stay, after all, it is not something I can say.

Thinking about tomorrow's parade performance, I can only stand dryly and watch from the audience, and neither side can participate, I feel that I have been busy these days in vain, and there is nothing in the end.

Life is not a TV series, miracles will happen, but they are rare, and they will not befall me voluntarily.

Perhaps, it was my own lack of ability that failed to create a miracle of counterattack, in my eyes, counterattack is just a fairy tale.

Thinking about it, it's time to reach the last show.

It is the chorus of all the students of Class 18, led by their homeroom teacher, the momentum is very strong, the singing is very unison, looking at them, there will be envy, if you recall it in the future, it must be a good memory.

And it's hard to have a class like theirs united.

Although their homeroom teacher is fierce, he is very different and can always make people love and hate. Sometimes it's as warm as a mother, sometimes it's as fierce as a bad mother-in-law, weird, it might be just giving you a candy and a slap in the face.

In any case, after all, I am someone else's homeroom teacher, and I can't make an in-depth evaluation, after all, there is no close daily contact, so the evaluation is one-sided, or, I am an insignificant pawn, and the evaluation I think is even more useless.

Good or bad, it's none of my business.

Then, I saw the students in their class forming a circle, running around the bonfire, smiling, dancing to the bonfire, and later, the students who wanted to join also joined in and danced together.

The scene came to an end in such a joyful atmosphere.

And we are like real audiences, taking our own small benches and returning the same way, without idol shows, which is quite lost.

In the dark night, facing the faint light, it is difficult not to be sad, the heart is cold, and the body is naturally not warm.

And this not extraordinary September, destined to be different, so fulfilling.

It is said that the golden autumn is September, but only I am the sad autumn September.

……

Night.

The last page of the military training diary writes down his experience, and then turns the page to another life, it's time to say goodbye here.

When I packed my suitcase, all my luggage was the same when I first came and when I left, it was still the same item, but there was a little more sand, and there were eyes that seemed to be allergic, maybe it was an allergy, in short, after a few days here, the redness and swelling never went away.

The things are still those things, but the mood is very different.

In this city, without grandpa's greetings and grandma's advice, I know how happy I am in my hometown.

After coming here, I didn't dare to squeak at all, because the result was the same, I would only be disgusted, saying that I was hypocritical, troublesome, at most to buy some medicine, or the cheapest medicine in the pharmacy, not willing to pay a penny, and their daily mantra is to cry poor.

I sometimes wonder if this is the real parent or not.

Yes or no, these are also facts, so, later, I developed a habit, as long as there is a little problem, I choose to endure, endure it and it will pass, after a long time, I also found that this is a good way, so, I got used to it.

Accustomed to such a lifestyle.

Or drink more hot water, hot water can really cure all diseases, as long as you are not feeling well, immediately pour hot water, and soon you will be fine.

Test it yourself, hot water is really everything.

On the last night I left here, I tossed and turned the same way, and I couldn't sleep for a long time.

I wonder if life here is over, but what will campus life be like? Will I still be alone in the future?

……

Exercise.

Early in the morning, I got up early, although I couldn't run for the official pacesetter, but I had to be there, which was also the responsibility of the substitute.

Always on call.

The military training in high school is much more advanced than that in junior high school, and the large open space in front of the gymnasium is the final venue for our exercise.

Not only shaking the body.

Each team came to the venue in advance, according to the arrangement of each class, neatly and neatly, today is more nervous than yesterday, because there are the most authoritative representatives sitting on the rostrum, if anyone makes a wrong step, it is not only themselves who are ashamed, but the entire class and the entire military training base.

Guilt is worse than shame.

So, everyone should be working hard.

A while.

The chief instructor came to the stage and began to read out the speech, and today's chief instructor is even more energetic, standing on the stage is the most beautiful instructor, and we are all applauding him.

The chief instructor walked down, raised his hand, and then the familiar music sounded, and we all knew it was officially begun.

The results of our show are displayed.

The pacesetter is really the most important, there are only four people, each holding a corner of the flag, their eyes are unwavering, and their footsteps are loud!

Opening.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on them and became the focus of the audience.

Under such a gaze, you really can't make any mistakes, and you usually think about whether you should continue if you make a mistake, but here, there is no if, and you are not allowed to make mistakes.

The fact for me is that they went on the pitch and I should have done my job, and I could only be a substitute after all.

I can't help but fantasize that the pacesetter on the scene at this moment is myself, raising a confident expression, taking firm steps, following the drumbeat, walking in everyone's eyes sassy, I want to prove that I am not a little transparent!

But......

It's just a fantasy.

At this moment, I can only stand in the corner and watch their demeanor, applaud them, and be proud of them.

There are a lot of miracles, none of which seem to have anything to do with me.

Looking at it, the corners of my eyes were full of tears, just dots of tears, trying to restrain their outpouring out, and I didn't want to show my feelings.

Tears, it is undeniable that it is because I can't play, and there is another reason for looking at the classmates who walked in front of me at the moment, and it is another feeling, they are great, better than any practice walking.

The neat steps, the loud slogans, and the confidence that exudes from everyone's faces.

This is the heroic posture of sass, this is the best of us!

……

Long.

After everyone left the stage, I was the only one who completed the regret, the solitary parade performance, humming music in my heart, and making a loud noise under my feet, this is the first time that I feel that it is an honor for my feet to hurt.

Because the momentum it exudes is unstoppable.

After stopping, looking around, there was no one, and the expression of frustration immediately appeared, and in the end, a great maneuver was not experienced.

Looking at the past, full of regrets.

The eyes that have lost their light immediately droop, like a extinguished candle, burning themselves, illuminating the way of others, and in the end, there is nothing left, only tears, which are rejected by the world.

The wax torch turned to ashes and tears began to dry.

It's the sound of wax.

Looking at this piece of land for a long time, I turned around and walked out of here, and in the distance, I saw a figure. It was the chief instructor, he smiled, gave a thumbs up, and was kind as a father.

I was afraid that my tears would welled up again, so I bowed to him and immediately ran away, thanking the chief instructor.

His affirmation is a kind of motivation.

Life here is completely over, and it's time for us to go.

Only this day will feel that time flies so fast, and suddenly it is time to go, unlike the beginning of the year, it is really time to go, and it should not be reluctant.

People always have their own way ahead.

……

Homecoming.

It was still the same batch of buses that came to pick us up, and the driver's uncle told us the truth, so that we couldn't believe it.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and your complexion is a degree healthier."

Although it is a joke, it is indeed black, a black mess, and even black is not unusual, but those students who wear glasses, take off their glasses as if they are a different person, and the initial skin is white and tender around the eyeballs, like their own glasses frames, which is particularly funny, looking at them, I can't help but want to laugh.

When I came, I sat side by side with Yan, and when I went back, I was left alone, and I walked into the bus, and I couldn't find it.

As a result, Mr. Hai waved at me and motioned for me to sit next to him, because I was the only one standing in the aisle of the car, which was very obstructive.

So, I walked next to Mr. Hai, the first row, and after sitting down, the discomfort came again, it was this familiar motion sickness.

This time it seemed to be okay, because I fell asleep as soon as I got in the car, and then, bumpy all the way, I slept all the way, enduring dizziness and vomiting, every now and then, I would wonder when I would not get motion sickness, why so bad things would come my turn.

It's like a bag of mosquito bites on the arms and legs, why me?

Mosquitoes are the only ones in the world who like me......

The frolicking, noisy, and greetings in the whole car were all as if they had nothing to do with me, like two parallel worlds, without interfering with each other.

I tried to fall asleep because I was afraid, afraid of the embarrassment of waking up.