(Some people may think that this paragraph is Form 2.) When I was in my third year of high school, after the bell rang, the math teacher would be three minutes late before class, and asked the class leader to lead the classmates, everyone closed their eyes, and they must close their eyes and sing "True Heroes". I still remember that there are a few passages in the lyrics, grasp every minute of life, no one can succeed casually. I started to think it was funny, but after a month, I got used to it and became numb. Three months later, those three minutes were a spiritual baptism. Be strong, struggle, and work hard. ）

Ten minutes before the afternoon class, the school radio is on.

This time it was not the school's student hydrology, and the news was directly released by the supreme leader Qu Mengxiu.

"Hey...... Hey, students, I received good news in the morning, there are three students in our school who have entered the five categories of Olympiad training list, namely Yang Fan - Mathematics Olympiad in the third class of high school, Ye Haoran in the third class of high school - Physics Olympiad, and Gu Changfeng in the third class of high school - Informatics Olympiad, congratulations to the above three students. This is a new milestone for our school, and since its establishment 20 years ago, our school has worked hard and the teachers have worked hard ......."

Qu Mengxiu is still touting his merits and entering the routine. The students below have long been uninterested in listening to it anymore and have long acquired automated shielding skills.

In the list, three of them are all in the third class of high school. As soon as the news was released, the whole school was a sensation.

The classmates immediately fried the pot, and there was honor.

"Our third and third classes are about to go to heaven, the school has been established for 20 years, and I heard that a total of two people have entered the national team training. ”

"Therefore, the routine of one generation is not as good as the generation, and it doesn't make sense. ”

"Yang Fan, come on. ”

"Ye Haoran, come on. ”

"Gu Changfeng, come on. ”

Yang Fan glanced at Gu Changfeng, who was expressionless and couldn't see surprise.

Yes, at his level, high school informatics is no problem at all.

Gu Changfeng, a dead house, has been sharpening a sword for ten years, from the third grade of primary school to contact games, red and white machines, arcade machines, and mobile games, and then he was not addicted, and tried his best to develop the source code by himself.

In those years, the game industry was the most distinctive of the island country. In order to understand the dialogue of the characters in the game, etc., he also taught himself the island Chinese.

Classics such as heartbeat memories, tail lines, stinky works, etc. Yang Fan's road to the island country was poisoned by this sworn friend.

After middle school, he also worked part-time as a Chinese translator for the island country *****, making a lot of money.

After high school, the road was a little off, and the arts and sciences were a mess, but in the computer field, he threw off his classmates a lot, and the teachers in high school couldn't teach him anything. In the world of hackers, fame is even more widespread.

The reason why he is willing to expose technology this time is naturally because of family pressure. The homework is too poor, and the class has been crane for a long time, and even the hot-blooded teenager Yuan Wenbo is not as good.

To explain to his parents, in order to go to a prestigious school, he took a shortcut.

"Gu Changfeng, good job. ”

"Awesome, our class is going to heaven. ”

"Students, be quiet. Zeng Sisi, the head of the class, shouted, suppressing the chaotic words of a group of classmates, she had already received the news from the head teacher half an hour ago, but she didn't say anything.

The senior squad leader has something to say, and no one dares to make trouble. This is her natural aura.

Zeng Sisi's gaze swept over the three of them and said with a smile: "Please stand in front of the podium with three classmates." ”

The three named were confused, but they had to listen.

Yang Fan stood in the middle, Ye Haoran was on the left, and Gu Changfeng was on the right.

Yang Fan, the cold male god, felt that it was too embarrassing to stand solemnly in front of his classmates, and his elbows supported one person's shoulders.

"Take a souvenir and take a picture. The class leader smiled happily, this is a collective honor.

The classmates were stunned, giggled for a while, took out their smartphones, and snapped a shutter.

After taking the photo, the class leader Zeng shouted passionately: "Remember the students, the three in front of me are the best ones in the country among our peers, the three of them have walked in front of us, we must always follow them, watch them, and don't be thrown away by them." ”

"Yang Fan, he is foolish all day long, but I noticed that when he was in class, his energy was never scattered, and he couldn't wait to treat one class as ten classes. ”

"Ye Haoran, there are very few words, the reputation of a science genius resounded throughout the attached middle school, and for a question, he could specialize in three days and three nights. Gu Changfeng, with thick glasses, is dead, but only a few people know that he is maintaining the computer room in the school, and he set up the official website page of the campus. ”

"There is no fluke in success, where we can't see, they are working hard and struggling.

"The three of them have eaten with us, worked on a problem together, they don't have three heads and six arms, they live right next to us. The three of them are not perfect, they all have all kinds of shortcomings, and they often even have the actions of the second second. ”

"Don't envy them. We haven't succeeded because we haven't worked hard enough. ”

"A year later, today, it is almost the time of winter vacation, when the class reunion looks for you, the winners have already hung the title of a prestigious school, and the losers will be in a silent daze in the corner. ”

"Work hard, classmates, even for the next class reunion, you can raise your head and say that your university is not good. Three years later, five years later, ten years later, only the best people will remain, showing off to each other. The loser has long since disappeared into the sky. ”

"Half a year, use your remaining half a year to exchange for the opportunity of your whole life, there is no more cost-effective investment. We are still high school students, and we have such a big distance just compared with our classmates, and when we step into society, compared with the whole world, the distance will be far to the sky. ”

The voice of the class leader echoed in the quiet classroom.

The road of life needs a mentor. Zeng Sisi understands the pressure of the third year of high school, some people will give up on themselves, and some people will be fearless

The third year of high school is the most important turning point in life, and one step up may not be heaven. Downward, it must be standing still.

Listening to the words of the class leader, Yang Fan was full of emotion and couldn't help but say: "Students, students from prestigious schools may not necessarily succeed, and high school students are not necessarily failures. There is a word called choice, and when you enter a university, you will have more opportunities to choose. ”

"In the future, I can choose to intern in a large company or start a business. For high school students, it is obvious that they can only choose one of the two. When there are fewer and fewer choices, the road ahead becomes narrower and narrower, which is what is often referred to as class solidification. Please ...... hard Keep up. ”

Zeng Da looked at every student below, not expecting everyone to listen, as long as there is one, it is a success.

Clapping his hands twice, Zeng Sisi attracted everyone's attention and said, "Okay, the chicken soup has also been drunk, if you can't listen to it, put it aside." ”

"As the three of them, our third class is a whole, let us celebrate the three people in front of us, and shout with me: Yang Fan, come on. ”

"Yang Fan, come on. ”

"Ye Haoran, come on. ”

"Ye Haoran, come on. ”

"Gu Changfeng, come on. ”

"Gu Changfeng, come on. ”

A masculine female voice was followed by the chorus of nearly forty people.

They are young, they are energetic, and they are at an inflection point in the road of life.

"The third class of high school, come on. ”

"The third class of high school, come on. ”

The sound resounded through the attached middle school, rushing out of Wuzhou, and in the future, it will inevitably shake the world.

"Come on, come on, come on. ”