New Year's Day party.

After the school's leadership team was renewed, this was the first time that a campus party was held, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces, and they came to the small theater in groups, which belonged to the New Year's Day party of the third grade of junior high school.

The scene was noisy, and I was excited because of the freshness.

It was a very small theater, sitting in the fifth row or so, but the stage in front of me was a little blurry, which seemed to me.

I'm really short-sighted.

Next, by the host on the stage, the party officially kicked off, although I can't see clearly, but you can see that the host is a boy and a girl, the girl is very beautiful, boys, at this time there is not too much attention.

The party is nothing more than singing and dancing, but because the students here rarely see this type of program, the audience is very enthusiastic and applauds without interruption.

In the last year of my junior high school career, I am very happy and satisfied to see this type of program performed.

At that time, my favorite thing was to watch shows, I also liked to chase stars, and I was particularly interested in the entertainment industry, TV series, talent shows, music...... There are also novels, almost all of which are of interest.

I loved the evening.

The party is still going on, the students are in high spirits, as an ordinary middle school, there are very few talented students, even if the first few singing performances have become the scene of the car accident, but the audience is still very enthusiastic to applaud, standing on the stage, it is a kind of courage.

"Next, I will invite the third and sixth classes of junior high school ......"

Once again, the students didn't report much hope, and even I didn't pay attention, thinking that it was the same as the students who performed in front of me......

"Open the diary and sort out the broken mood ......"

"Wow-" The girls in the audience were almost boiling, and they really knelt down! It doesn't sound too good!

At this moment, the boy who sang passionately with a microphone on the stage seemed to exude an aura of charm, turning on the circle fan mode, maybe it was the contrast of the previous classmates' singing, maybe it was his own singing charm, in short, it was perfect.

It's really a feast for auditions.

When he sang, time passed exceptionally fast, as if it had ended at the beginning, and immediately switched back to the identity of the host after getting off the stage.

Myopia and face blindness caused me to only have a one-sided relationship with him, and the only thing that can be confirmed is that he is the male host. Although there is only one side, he is the best person I have ever heard to sing in reality.

Admittedly, it's not just me, it's the whole audience can attest. And there is a lot of stamina, until the end of the party, my mind is also full of this song, a single cycle.

This male classmate also took advantage of this to gain a group of little fan girls, between classes, you can hear a group of girls in the class, gathered together to discuss him, very handsome, very charming, very sunny, etc., and so on.

I sat in my seat, my ears pricked up, but I couldn't hear the name of the classmate, and strangely, I didn't meet him once on campus, maybe because I always walked with my head down.

At that moment, that scene, and the song he sang, they are all so deep in memory that they are still unforgettable.

Later, gradually, I called him my idol, an idol in reality.

……

early morning

Morning self-study.

"Where's my chemistry book? Odd. "That's right, my book is gone, and I suddenly panicked in my heart, and I hate this feeling very much, just like the science books that used to be snatched away by others, this familiar and unspeakable grievance has become a shadow of my life.

And this time it was quietly lost.

After class last night, I remember that the books were placed in the hole in the desk, after all, it was the third grade of junior high school, and there were a lot of books. So, only the books that have been left for homework are packed in the bag, and the rest are left in the classroom.

But, it's gone.

I turned around slightly, looked at the classmate behind me, it was Na, and after a moment, I asked, "Na, have you seen my chemistry book?" With my name written on it. ”

"Nope." Na shook her head, she was a resident student, and she was sitting at my back table, if she didn't see it, it would really be lost.

What will I do in the next class?

Won't it be the same as before...... No way! Neither can it! Subconsciously, I always feel that there are a lot of people who hate me, and I hope it's just an illusion, hopefully.

"When you study in the evening, let me ask for you."

"Well, thank you."

There is a very delicate fate between me and Na, as if it existed when we were in the same examination room for the first time.

She's a boarding student, so the school can't be charged, which is the case in most schools, so she always asks me to take her phone home, fully charge it, and bring it the next day.

And she, when she comes home on the weekend, downloads a lot of e-books and movies, and I transfer all these resources to my small computer, so that I don't have to go to the Internet café anymore.

Because WiFi was very rare at that time, most of the people in the class mainly passed things to each other.

At that time, the most popular novels were "The Domineering President Fell in Love with Me", which was very popular and popular.

I'm watching too.

Since then, reading novels has become one of my hobbies.

The next day.

I came to the classroom as always, and saw that the chemistry book was lying unharmed in the hole of my desk, I thought which classmate should have used it, and now I returned it, so I didn't ask Na too much.

At this time, I suddenly noticed a strange phenomenon, that is, some girls in the class began to write original novels, and they started with a notebook.

This can also be done?

I've read some of them, and they're pretty good.

Later, when I came home, I thought, they can, so can I? Yes.

So, hesitantly, I turned on my computer, created a new notepad, and began the long process of choosing a name.

A novel called "Summer Love" was born, and then due to my sister's complaints, it was renamed "Time, Memories Engraved on the Corner of the Table" But, because I didn't understand it at the time, the novel was gradually hidden by me, after all, what I wrote in junior high school will inevitably be very naïve.

But I won't delete it, because it's a memory, it's precious, it's the germ of a dream.

Gradually, you will find that writing a novel is not a simple thing.

And I, without Na's knowledge, copied the prototype of the novel I wrote into her mobile phone, so stay tuned for her evaluation.

I didn't get Na's evaluation, but I heard Xin's question: "Hey? Na, why didn't I finish downloading the novel of "Summer Love", at the dinner party...... After that, it wasn't.,Is it not updated yet? Look at it. ”

At this moment, Xin was asking Na, because she was also copying Na's e-book to read, and she could hear her joy.

After hearing this answer, I gradually smiled with satisfaction, is this considered recognition? It seems like yes.

Now I have more motivation to write.

Before that, my hobby was painting, and my dream was to become a painter, but after that, I gradually seemed to like writing novels even more, and being a writer became my second dream.

Maybe you like to make up stories.