Chapter 4: The Announcer: "The Last Fifteen Minutes"

Looking up at the sky outside the window, the rain was still falling. After moving his wrist and thinking for a moment, Jun Rongrong continued to write.

"I have ambitions and dreams, but the benchmark for achieving my dreams is high. Besides, being admitted to Tsinghua University is only the first step, and babies will experience many difficulties when they take the first step from climbing, but they can only succeed and cannot fail, just like me.

This step affects not only the present, but also the whole life later, and it is crucial.

I have to admit a reality: teacher, you are an overly emotional person. It's not Lin Daiyu, why is she so delicate, but sometimes she is very strong like Sister Feng.

This is really unpleasant, why put so much pressure on yourself? Sometimes learn to deceive yourself, don't be so reckless, and make yourself happy no matter what you do, maybe it won't be the situation you are in now, right?

To do something, no matter how difficult or simple, most people believe that in order to achieve the best results, there should be a saturation critical point from quantitative change to qualitative change, which is a gradual process, which is an eternal truth.

But there are no absolutes. Just like Yue Fei, who is loyal to the monarch and patriotic, he would never have thought that he would be framed by the villain Qin Hui!

Surprises can sometimes catch people off guard, and so do differences. The ancients used to say: 'The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear', but this is not a universal theorem. Sometimes people often know themselves best, so their worst enemy is also themselves. ”

Put down the pen Jun Rongrong looked around, looking at the classmates in the classroom, it was really a group of freewheeling teenagers, it turned out that the polarization was so serious.

Some people in the classroom fell asleep on their desks, and time seemed to be a dispensable thing for them. However, some people are making full use of the limited time, racing against time to fight against time, seizing the time to answer, and forging ahead.

"What kind of person am I?" I have asked myself the same question countless times in my confusion, including now.

I thought about it for a long time, but I realized very few answers. For example, as long as I can convince myself, I can do anything. To put it bluntly, I always feel that this is a talent, a potential ability that makes my external perception very accurate.

So please be assured that my decision was not made on a whim. It was a deliberate decision I made.

I used to think that if you want to do something, you can do it if you want to, if you don't want to do it, you just do what you want, there is no need to force yourself to make yourself unhappy. So you never need a reason to do something.

But this time, I clearly perceived that I had to take a break from school! It may seem contradictory, but it is not in conflict. No matter what you do, you will receive the corresponding results, but I don't regret it, Tsinghua has to be him.

I felt stupid and didn't wake up until today. They all said that in class 15, you are the most caring and favored person, the most caring and attentive person, and the most loving and ...... There has never been only one gentleman.

Teacher, thank you very, very much, but I always let you down, I'm sorry, please forgive me for my clumsiness, please forgive me for all the wrong things I did in the past.

Hard work always pays off, but I haven't tried hard and I'm still complaining. You're right, I've always been worried about the sky and mediocrity. ”

The classrooms are lit up by fluorescent lamps like daylight under a clear sky, which contrasts with the gloomy weather outside.

Looking back suddenly, I found that time had passed, and two years had passed, leaving no trace.

What grades have you taken in exams, what friends have you made, and what major activities you have participated in in in two years, you suddenly find that you have forgotten them. The only memories I keep now are the bits and pieces between you and me.

Your teachings:

You tell me, "That's not called 'thief', that's called 'thief', how do other people treat these 'thieves'; What is called the poor ambition of people; What is called knowledge to change fate; What is called the poor ambition of people; What is called knowledge to change fate; What is called open-mindedness, as long as you are admitted to a good university, you can do what you want to do, and you can change your destiny; What is gratitude......

There are too many, and I feel like I can't tell you all the time of my life.

Your grace:

In the winter of the first semester of high school, you gave me new shoes; At the end of class, I was handed a lot of snacks; Teach me how to ask people to communicate. Throughout the semester of high school, I have done so many wrong things, which has made your already pale face even more tired.

Like the mother of the nurse, you always leave me the purest and most beautiful pure land behind you, without a trace of dust. Thank you for everything you have done for me.

When I was a junior in high school, you gave me three bags of clothes, which not only moved me, but also helped me to recognize the current situation and no longer escape from reality. You gave me the courage to face difficulties. In the future, there will always be a new kind of thinking and cognition than others.

Perhaps, this is the legendary precociousness. But it was only with your impetus that I understood.

Cui Yan, thank you, my dear friend. Thank you for believing that what I said was true and that I was doing the right thing when everyone was denying me. Even if it does, there is a reason. Thank you for your continued tolerance and selfless dedication. ”

took out a tissue to wipe the tears that fell on the paper, Jun Rongrong picked up the pen again and wrote:

"Family, it is you who let me know what warmth is, what love is, and what gratitude is. Please forgive me for living a messy life since my freshman year of high school.

After sleeping for more than two years, I finally woke up. Now that you have woken up, you must make up all that you owe before. That's my reason, I don't want to compromise.

Teacher, I'm 17 years old now, and I'm almost an adult. I have my own criteria for judging right and wrong, and I believe that my dream will come true. Perhaps, when I return, the history of Nan'an will be rewritten, leaving the strongest stroke on the calendar. ”

Thinking about it, a faint smile appeared on Jun Rongrong's face, and it could be found that she was in a good mood now.

Don't read it, 'high-profile people and low-key things' will always be remembered.

Fool:

Jun Rongrong

As soon as he put down the pen, he suddenly heard the noise of the radio, and Jun Rongrong secretly said that he was not a woman, and sure enough:

"The last fifteen minutes; The last fifteen minutes; The last fifteen minutes. ”

"...... "It's over!"

Looking at the blank math test paper in his hand, Jun Rongrong wanted to faint suddenly.