Chapter Seventy-One: Youth

"Of course, please ask Mr. Shen to help shoot a video to encourage me!" Cheng Mo said without hesitation.

"Video?"

Cheng Mo nodded, "We also made an official campaign website, which has a special video area, and now there are quite a few clicks...."

"Yes? I'll take a look!" Shen Youyi's expression was a little surprised, sending questionnaires was still within the scope of students, and it was a bit out of the box to set up a campaign website.

Cheng Mo took out his mobile phone from his pocket, entered the password, clicked out the browser, Fu Yuanzhuo's official website jumped out directly, he handed the mobile phone to Shen Youyi, and then explained: "Because we have set the need for Changya's student number to register, and only when you register can you enter the video area, so you can only use mine first..... When you upload the video, I want Song Xizhe to help you open permissions. ”

Shen Youyi took the phone and replied, "Okay." ”

The first thing that caught her eye was Fu Yuanzhuo's beautiful cover and a beautiful line of English flowers "make a change", the picture was very amazing.

She flicked the screen at will, the page is very concise, there is not much redundancy, and the navigation is also clear at a glance, as a personal official website, the degree of completion is already quite high, not at all like the level of several students.

Shen Youyi turned his head to look at Cheng Mo, and said with a smile: "It's a bit beyond my expectations, did you ask someone from the photography studio to take the photo? ”

Cheng Mo shook his head, "The photo was taken by Yan Yitong, in addition, the website, photos, post, copywriting, video..... We did it all ourselves. ”

"Oh! Shen Youyi sighed, and then she clicked on the video of Fu Yuanzhuo's self-introduction.

At this moment, Shen Youyi felt a little strange, because the background of Fu Yuanzhuo's video really made her feel an inexplicable familiarity, which seemed to be similar to the night scene on her balcony, but Shen Youyi didn't think much about it, and was quickly attracted by Fu Yuanzhuo's self-introduction.

After Shen Youyi listened to this sincere and touching confession with bated breath, he turned his head and blinked silently, and whispered as if he had discovered some unknown little secret: "This must have been written by you." ”

Her narrow eyes shone with a moving light, and her expression was as beautiful as the fleeting sunset behind her, or the brilliant autumn, ripe and sweet, full of a longing warmth.

In Cheng Mo's heart, he felt that a woman like Teacher Shen was really a perfect woman, making people want to rest their foreheads on her knees, feel the breeze brought by the shaking of the pu fan, and listen to her slowly tell a bizarre story.

While mourning the white summer, while tasting the yellow tenderness of late autumn!

Cheng Mo suddenly felt a kind of happiness of being praised, and said softly: "I'm also good at doing a little bit of writing work, and I don't contribute much else." ”

"Don't underestimate the work of writing, so many years of human cultural inheritance has relied on words.... Although it is gradually declining now, I still think that writing work is a job that cannot be replaced, it requires enthusiasm and spiritual ....." After a pause, Shen Youyi reached out and rubbed Cheng Mo's messy hair, "Cheng Mo, I know that you are already familiar with how to write a moving text, but assuming that you will engage in writing work in the future, you must not use words to frame lies and be a person who is inconsistent!"

Cheng Mo lowered his head slightly, "There probably isn't much chance to be inconsistent..... My dream in the future is to build my own library and become an administrator..... It has something to do with the work of writing!"

Cheng Mo's ideal made Shen Youyi very surprised, and then came a surprise, she said with some happiness: "Is it to be repaired by the sea or lake, planted with luan trees, isokapok, cherry blossoms and double pod cassia next to it, so that the library can be filled with the fragrance of flowers all year round, the library must be built in accordance with the appearance of the Paradise Library, more than ten log-colored bookshelves towering into the roof, and there are ladders next to it, and the happiness of the book mountain and sea of books will definitely come to you....."

Shen Youyi closed her eyes slightly with her mobile phone, and seemed to have smelled the overflowing fragrance of flowers and the smell of fresh ink, of course she wouldn't say this if she were a different person, but for her, Cheng Mo was like a younger brother, and it was normal to say these words.

Cheng Mo looked at Shen Youyi's intoxicated expression and was a little dazed, "Hey, Mr. Shen, this is my dream! Don't make your own decisions, even give me what tree to plant!"

Cheng Mo said "Ah~~!", and then said: "I didn't think that far....."

Shen Youyi opened his eyes, "I hope your ideal can be realized..... I'm looking forward to it..... When the time comes, remember to leave a job as a cleaner with Mr. Shen. ”

"As long as you are willing to come, I will not ask for it. Cheng Mo returned as a matter of course, as if the library would start to be repaired tomorrow.

"That Cheng Mo, you have to come on....."

Cheng Mo said in his heart: "It's a pity that there is no need to refuel, and if you sell the cross bee, the space library is not a dream." He looked at Fu Yuanzhuo who was loudly encouraging the morale of his classmates, he handed a tissue to Zhen Siqi who was crying, Yan Yitong next to him saw Zhen Siqi wiping his tears, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry, this kind of grievance seemed to be contagious, and several girls also lowered their heads and cried quietly.

Fu Yuanzhuo slightly amplified the volume and said: "Don't be discouraged, it doesn't matter, Yu Junshan will continue to target us when he is scared, which shows that we make him feel scared, indeed, although we don't say it, everyone actually feels that the label of Changya (9) class is a shame for us, we are not far less dazzling than the people in class (1), but.... Life is not only about exams and grades, but also about hard work and dreams...."

The louder Fu Yuanzhuo spoke, his words were filled with surging power, "We want to prove to everyone that the people in our (9) class are no worse than anyone else, and we can change!"

At this moment, Fu Yuanzhuo's face was filled with enthusiasm, people with dreams can indeed shine, although that dream is just a vague direction, Cheng Mo feels that this is really good.

Hearing Fu Yuanzhuo's words, the students of class (9) gathered together, more than forty people gathered in a circle, stretched out their hands to the middle, Fu Yuanzhuo looked around, and found that there was a very important person missing, he turned his head to look at Cheng Mo and Teacher Shen who were standing in front of the flower bed a little farther away, he waved his hand at Cheng Mo and shouted: "Cheng Mo..... Come here!"

Shen Youyi pushed Cheng Mo for a moment, smiled and said, "Go quickly." ”

Cheng Mo took two steps, turned back to Shen Youyi and said, "Teacher Shen, you are here too!"

"Me?"

Cheng Mo said, "Aren't you also a member of our (9) class?"

More than forty people focused their eyes on Shen Youyi's body, she hesitated, but still smiled, and walked over quickly, "If you don't dislike Teacher Shen, you can't help much!"

Immediately, all the students cheered, "Teacher Shen, long live!"

"Teacher Shen, the most beautiful!"

"Teacher Shen, we love you!"

Shen Youyi walked into the circle of more than forty people with Cheng Mo with a little shyness, and everyone hugged them together, bent down slightly, and shouted loudly: "Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

This loud sound streaked across the silent campus, breaking the silence of the cyan foothills and startling a flock of birds that formed a black cloud that swept past the orange sunset and reflected the orange sunset.

Cheng Mo looked up at the burning horizon not far away, and inexplicably remembered a sentence: "I have no regrets in my career, and I think of running in the sunset that afternoon, which was my lost youth.....

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Fu Yuanzhuo proposed to invite a group of volunteers to go to the feast, but everyone shook their heads and said no.

The monkey standing in the crowd said: "Brother Zhuo! We are not helping to eat mixed rice! We really want to do something to support you! Now that the election campaign has not been successful, it is really unreasonable to eat and drink!"

"That's right! If you really want to have a dinner party, we will definitely slaughter you on the day when we win the election! Don't feel sorry for you at that time!"

"I don't think he will feel distressed if Fu Yuanzhuo invites us to eat!

Yan Yitong jumped up and shouted, "Women's clothing!"

"Women's clothing!"

"Women's clothing!"

"Yes! Fu Yuanzhuo, if you succeed in the election, we don't want to eat! We want to see women's clothes!"

More than forty people were heckling.

Fu Yuanzhuo was enthusiastic, waved his hand, and said loudly: "As long as the election is successful, women's clothing will be women's clothing!"

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