The second semester of the second year of high school is coming to an end, and the students in the third year of high school have already lived a leisurely and leisurely holiday life, leaving them and the younger students of the first year of high school as companions.

It was a hot day, and it was very stuffy for dozens of people to be crammed into one room.

The three girls were lying on their stomachs by the window blowing the wind, eating the popsicles they had just bought, chatting with each other.

"So you and Bai Lu broke up because of an idol?" Meng Xiangting was a little incredulous.

Zhou Luo nodded depressedly.

"I didn't expect it to be like this. But she liked him so much at the time. ”

Lin Jingjing hugged Zhou Luo with her other hand that didn't hold a popsicle, "Oh, don't be sad, the thinking of star chasers may not be the same as ours." You and both of us. ”

Zhou Luo took a big bite of the popsicle, and the ice hurt a little in her brain, so she eased up.

"It takes courage to be hated." She sighed.

The three chatted for a while, and there were still three minutes before class, Meng Xiangting was about to pull them back to the classroom, but was pulled back by Zhou Luo.

"It's too hot in the classroom, let's go in again when the bell rings, I want to blow the wind for a while."

Meng Xiangting agreed, she also felt that the classroom was too hot, "Hold on for a while, when we move into Lingzhi Building, there will be air conditioning." ”

"Yes, we'll be in our third year of high school when we come back from vacation. High school passed really fast. ”

The third year of high school is coming after all.

As soon as the third year of high school comes, parting is not far away.

Perhaps the topic was a bit heavy, and the three of them fell silent in unison, each staring out the window.

At the school gate, Wang Jiong came over with a group of people.

"Look at those girls, they're so good-looking!" Lin Jingjing suddenly pointed to the group of people excitedly and said.

Meng Xiangting looked in the direction she pointed, "Wang Jiong personally received it, who is this?" ”

This group of people has an outstanding temperament, and even seems to walk with the wind.

The three of them guessed for a long time, but they didn't come up with a reason.

The class bell rang, and Song Yao announced a notice.

"Today, there is a lecture on the art examination in the school auditorium, and the admissions staff and outstanding students of the major art schools are here, if there are students who want to take the road of the art examination, you can come to me now to get a ticket and go to the school auditorium to listen. But I want to say more, the cultural classes of our classmates are all top-notch in the grade, if you don't really love it, the teacher still recommends that you don't choose the art exam easily. Okay, let's go to self-study. ”

Class 7 is the only key liberal arts class in this year, and the students in it have the worst grades in the top 100 of their grades, so it's no problem to take a one.

Many high schools emphasize science and ignore literature, and Changhe is not exempt from vulgarity. While the teachers of other liberal arts classes have devoted a class to giving students the benefits of the science and art exams, Class 7, like most science classes, has just been brushed aside.

Students in key classes also go out to study art, and most of them are to be ridiculed by outsiders.

Everybody thinks so.

After Song Yao finished speaking, everyone was supposed to do what they should do.

Nobody cares.

Just when everyone thought that no one would sign up, Bai Lu stood up and walked straight to Song Yao.

Song Yao didn't say anything, and gave her the ticket very calmly.

Bai Lu went out almost under the attention of the whole class.

Song Yao smiled: "Don't look at it, although I don't encourage you to learn art, but if you really love or have talent in this area, I won't stop you." It's a personal choice, and you can think about it. ”

Everyone lowered their heads and began to go about their business.

Zhou Luo stared at the workbook, thinking about how Bai Lu had just gone out.

If Bai Lu goes to study art, then it means that she will go out for training after returning from the summer vacation, and she will basically not see her in the future.

She was a little inexplicable, but after thinking about it, the two of them had become like this, what was there to worry about?

Out of sight, out of mind, she should feel happy.

may be because the relationship between the two deteriorated too quickly and too absurdly, and she has never been able to accept this fact quickly.

She sighed softly.

Bai Luofan touched her with his elbow, Zhou Luo looked at him, and he whispered, "What's wrong?" Do you want to go too? ”

Zhou Luo shook his head and continued to write the exercises.

The lecture lasted for two hours.

When Bai Lu came back from listening to the lecture, she had already made a decision in her heart.

She's going to learn dance.

She is very aware of her appearance bonus, and she has also had some fans on the platform in recent years, and it is very advantageous to be admitted to an art school.

Song Yao was also very supportive.

It's just that if you want to learn dance, then you will hardly be able to stay in Changhe for the next senior year.

She looked uncontrollably towards Zhou Luo's seat and pursed her lower lip.

*

The end of the final exam marks the official end of the second year of high school.

After the exam, I took a day off, and I had to come back the next afternoon to get the transcript, and by the way, I participated in the ceremony of entering Lingzhilou.

Zhou Luo returned to the classroom of his class from the examination room, and heard the answer behind him, so he listened curiously.

The answer was taken by Chang Zilin from her mother.

Zhou Luo got the right multiple-choice question, which was very miserable.

Meng Xiangting sensed that something was wrong with her, "How is it?" ”

She shook her head.

If she had a glimmer of hope when she finished her answers, she was completely dashed when she saw her report card the next day.

It dropped thirty places, and the grade ranking fell to outside the fifty.

Bai Luofan is still in the top ten.

The gap between her and him is getting bigger and bigger.

She stood in front of the score column for a long, long time, and Bai Luofan comforted her and said that it didn't matter, it was just a mistake.

But she knows that it's not a mistake, it's that she's really regressing.

She was in a fugue during the entire entrance ceremony, and it wasn't until Wang Jiong finally began to read her name in the grade list that she was frightened and was about to come back to her senses.

After the entrance ceremony, the entire sophomore year began to move. Not only did I have to move all my belongings, but I also had to clean all the classrooms from the inside out. It doesn't matter if you don't clean it, this cleaning, all kinds of chicken bits and pieces of small things are found out of the corners.

There are three small blackboards hanging in the back of the classroom, which are used to assign thinking problems to the math teacher. Cleaning is generally to sweep the floor, wipe the table, and do enough work on the surface, and I don't know how many years I haven't wiped it on the blackboard.

Zhou Luo was hit by someone when he was passing by, and hit the blackboard hard, and the falling dust filled the air, and Zhou Luo sneezed a lot in a row.

"Take it off and wipe it, it's a lot of dirt." Zhou Luo rubbed his nose and said.

Bai Luofan agreed, and with the advantage of being tall, he easily took off the blackboard.

Something fell from behind the blackboard, a folded note.

Bai Luofan was busy picking up the blackboard, and he didn't notice it, so Zhou Luo quietly picked it up.

The paper was neatly folded, but the edges had begun to turn a little yellow, and it was estimated that it had been some years.

It wasn't until she got home in the evening that she opened the note, which contained a passage written in a black pen.

"You're getting better and better, and I'm feeling farther and farther away from you. There is still a year to go, and I must have my name written on the honor roll of Changhe along with yours. Today is the last day in this building, and I hide this note behind this blackboard, and it will probably be the same as my feelings, and it will never see the light of day.

Xu Zhihua, I've liked you for two whole years. ”

Her gaze was fixed on the name, and she remembered what Lin Hui had said when she came that day, and her heart moved.

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