The moment the announcement began, almost all the uncontrollable cries poured out at once.

The head teacher was also very impatient, looking at the table mates who hugged each other below and said, "You must work hard, you must see you next time, and you must contact each other often".

What to do?

He wanted to come back for many more years!

The head teacher was a man in the end, and he forced himself to hold back the tears in his eyes and looked at the children below.

Then, he took out a wooden box from under the podium and sat down, not knowing what he was doing.

For a long time, until the suppressed cries in the classroom gradually sank, until the atmosphere of the classroom became uplifting.

The head teacher raised his head, still sitting in his chair, and the wooden box was still in front of him.

"Students, let's play a game!" He took out the black pen from the box, "Now I'm going to tell you, don't cry anymore!" ”

The words were in his eyes, but his classmates saw the tears in his eyes again.

Regardless of whether anyone responded, he took out another thing from it, a piece of paper, his head lowered, and the hand holding the pen moved.

"The first one, Xia Xia."

The eyes of the students were fixed on the teacher's movements, tacitly, and they did not cry or speak again.

A quiet and harmonious atmosphere lingers in the small classroom, if someone passes by outside the window at this time.

You will definitely find that everyone's eyes are sparkling and moving.

It was a female classmate who was seated at the head of the first group.

At this time, there was a special case for high school juniors who did not need to wear school uniforms, so she wore a blue skirt.

The tears on his face have not dried, and he is heavy step by step!

The classmates looked at their old class and handed him a blue envelope, looking at their students carefully, and the things in their eyes were gratifying!

He didn't look down the whole time, turned around and continued the next job.

"The second, Hu Tian."

"The third, Zhang Yu."

"The fourth, Yang Yang."

……

"Fifty-ninth, Fu Mengya."

It's the same action every time, hand him an envelope, a different color, speak, turn around, and continue writing.

At first, the students didn't understand what special meaning this action had.

Gradually......

Some of the sensual classmates wet their eyes again.

But he forced himself to be silent, for this unique quiet, this special peace!

They found that—

The teacher lowered his head and wrote the words that were drawn to them.

The names he shouted were according to the position in which he was seated.

And the color of the envelope is their favorite color that they once revealed themselves.

What's more, he didn't look down during the whole process, and those small pieces of color information were not counted.

What does this mean?

Say yin, their stupid homeroom teacher! Silently operating a small touch.

Silently remember the sitting order of each student, silently remember what color they like, what they like!

What kind of feelings is this, they have no children in their old class, treat them as their own children, and make a good example!

After the last student finished receiving his things, the old class suddenly stopped moving and sat on it.

There was a sparse sound of unpacking envelopes below, and no one came back to their senses, immersed in this neat class meeting for a long time.

"Students, put things away and go back and look at them again, we won't stir up tears today."

"Now, let the best and best homeroom teacher in the world come and see the surprises we have in store for you!"

The oppressive atmosphere didn't take long for the gray offshore wind as the squad leader to carefully put the envelope away and appease.

……

In this world, the only person who can restrain you is yourself.

- Naruto