Regarding the answer to this question, Si Yan also told himself.

There are no absolutes, early love is not necessarily wrong, the wrong start at the wrong time is not necessarily the wrong ending, and the reason why life is wonderful is also because there are countless unknown changes.

Until you get to the end, you never know what awaits you in the future.

"Go back and rest, and refuel tomorrow."

After speaking, Si Yan got up and walked away from Xing Hao.

Xing Hao sat on the steps and watched him get up, when the man's hands flashed in front of him, he wanted to reach out and grab them, but the moment this year flashed from his mind, he knew that it was too late.

……

The next day's exams ended quickly.

Most of the candidates rushed out of the classroom frantically, and the noisy sound filled every corner of the teaching building, but they couldn't tell whether they were happy or excited, or just just venting.

I don't know who started it, but when the invigilator found out, there were already a lot of white test papers floating outside the window of the teaching building, one after another, flying all over the sky.

Chixiao held a pencil case and walked at the back of the crowd, walking very slowly.

He looked up at the falling test papers in the sky, as if he vaguely saw his own 'face' in the sky.

Did he see it.

System-kun: Probably so.

After speaking, System Jun suddenly sighed.

Chixiao asked: Sigh what?

System Jun: It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised, dear you actually care about this, now that the task is finally over, are you a little reluctant to the group of classmates in your heart?

Chixiao clapped his hands.

Thought of it.

If the 'system' here is infected with a virus, it is easy to have bugs or even paralysis, I want to ask you which virus can deal with this kind of 'system'? ’

The voice of the system gentleman is fading away - I'm sorry, but the user you dialed is no longer in the service area.

Then, it seemed like it had really disappeared.

Chixiao returned to the classroom and waited for nearly half an hour before Si Yan, who helped seal the test papers, came back from the office.

When I walked into the classroom, I found a line on the blackboard.

Leave slip.

All members of the first class of the third year of high school, because they are about to step into the university campus, need to take leave, the time is from June 7, X year to the rest of their lives, hereby ask for leave, please approve.

Sincerely, respects.

Si Yan raised his hand and took a piece of chalk, signed his name in the lower right corner at the end, and did not control the strength well, the chalk was broken, and the movements in his hand were also paused, and he stopped for a few seconds before continuing to write.

He was lucky that this should be the best class he brought out.

If it weren't for the accident of the head teacher of the original class, coupled with the relationship between his parents, such a 'good thing' would not have been his turn to decide, but he was not happy at all, but more sad.

These children have good grades, but all the good is their own efforts to get back, others are playing basketball when they are doing homework, others are talking and chatting when they are memorizing texts, the more this is the more Si Yan is reluctant to suffer a little grievance on their future life road, the more he hopes that they can live an ideal life in the future.

After the last stroke, he turned around and said to his classmates with a smile.

"The first class of the third year of high school, the last class will start now."

The seats in the classroom have been arranged in a circle, and the students in a class are not so versatile, and a class lasts forty minutes, and most of the time Si Yan sits on the podium and chats with them.

There is a question that everyone is concerned about.

"Teacher, is it really easy when you get to college?"