Song Zhihe and Jiang Jinnan heard this, and after glancing at each other tacitly, a trace of unruly smile crossed the corner of each other's eyes.

As the teenagers lowered their heads and gently plucked the strings of the guitar, slowly playing the intro, there were also streamers pouring out of the gaps.

In the airy guitar sound, not only four people.

Even the students next to them were unconsciously stunned for a moment, and they all held their breath and quieted down.

They all looked at the four teenagers sitting side by side in the middle.

There seem to be memories and expectations, and distant longings unconsciously appear in my mind.

One after another, they opened the glow sticks, lifted them, and shook their bodies.

Suddenly.

Ye Hewan and Yun Xinyin held hands, looked at each other with a smile, and said in a soft voice: "Stop and go along the way, follow the traces of the teenager's drifting--"

The moment I heard Ye Hewan sing.

Song Zhihe subconsciously glanced at Ye Hewan who was beside him, and his side face was glowing with a gentle soft light.

"The moment before I stepped out of the station, I was a little hesitant--"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Ye Hewan's ears, clear and low.

Gradually blended with their singing, very recognizable as a teenager, but strangely unobtrusive, unusually harmonious.

Ye Hewan glanced sideways slightly, just in front of Song Zhihe's eyes.

Ground.

Ye Hewan stared at Song Zhihe, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, with a little cool night.

The smile was full of warm starlight.

The stars in each other's eyes are vague and throbbing.

A teenager playing a guitar, a girl singing softly.

Slowly, they raised glow sticks and sang together.

Glimpse the movement, and can't help but join in the atmosphere of youthful rendering.

Holding a camera, I took a picture of this scene, and froze the moment of their youth in the photo.

"I couldn't help but break into your smile, I couldn't extricate myself from the size of the world, and I was also addicted to it, and I was addicted to it."

On the playground, the shouts of the teenagers and girls resounded little by little.

One by one, the fluorescence converges into a sea of stars.

wanton, flamboyant, uninhibited, bright······

The term of youth blooms on this night.

A smile with tears in her eyes, a song that borders on screaming······

Regret and beauty, that year's self.

"Whatever the heart moves, it goes with the wind; In the name of love, would you still like to--"

In the summer evening breeze, the teenagers swaying in the wind.

The singing in his ears, the bright moon and stars above his head, and the young friends beside him.

The future may be, even if time passes.

When they look back, they remember that night.

Teenagers, the cry of youth.

I can also sigh with a smile.

That's us, the boyhood of death.

The wind is blowing.

However, the wind did not stop.

······

That night, the chorus performance of the four people led the audience to high spirits, which can be called a scene that made history in China.

It wasn't until later that the students of that class left the campus.

Their stories are still being told in No. 1 Middle School.

Under the starry night, the chorus of thousands of people sang that year.

The next day, the day of the military training report performance.

Ye Hewan and Yun Xinyin didn't keep up with the class because they went to the toilet.

When they walked to the playground, they saw Wu Yangyang standing full of classmates wearing military training camouflage uniforms.

The two were dumbfounded.

I'll go, which one is their class?

Seeing that the surrounding classmates and classes were almost standing in line, she and Yun Xinyin stood on the road, which was particularly conspicuous.

Ye Hewan had no choice but to respond to the scalp and drag Yun Xinyin to search for the location of their class.

While searching, I ran with neat steps.

Walking under the banner of the marker, Ye Hewan was at a loss again.

The first one to stand, was it their class?

Kind of familiar.

However, the one on the right is also familiar.

Ye Hewan fell into a tangle, and stood there talking to himself.

Yun Xinyin quietly pulled down Ye Hewan's sleeve.

Ye Hewan didn't notice it.

Suddenly, she had an idea.

Walked to the middle of the two classes, looked up at the sky, and roared loudly: "Class 15 of high school, all turn right!" ”

The class on the left immediately reflexively turned to the right.

Nice, perfect!

The case has been solved, and the one on the left is their class.

Just when Ye Hewan happily pulled Yun Xinyin into the class, his clothes were pulled, and an unnatural cough sounded behind him.

Ye Hewan suddenly felt bad.

Really.

Twist your head.

I'll drop a grandma.

Yun Xinyin stood beside her with an embarrassed expression.

Their class boss Wang, the teaching director Liu Yunlin, and the instructor all stared at her in unison.

That look is hard to describe.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would already want to dig a hole in the spot at this moment.

However, who is Ye Hewan.

She put her hand behind Yun Xinyin, and immediately forced.

Yun Xinyin was caught off guard and bowed 90 degrees to the three of them together with Ye Hewan.

Ye Hewan also took the lead in shouting: "Good teacher, good instructor!" ”

Then, he raised his head and ran to the team after Yun Xinyin, standing up as if nothing had happened.

Everyone: "······"

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's not going to be me who is embarrassed.

Half a day.

After the national flag is raised and the national anthem is played.

It's a series of speeches like this.

The leaders finished speaking.

It is Ye Lixie, who was an outstanding student in the last session, and Yun Xinyin, the representative of the freshmen.

At last.

After the girls performed sign language exercises - "Grateful Heart" and "Country", and the boys performed military boxing.

The military training report performance was successfully concluded.

The high school life of the four also officially set sail.

······

Weekend, Ye family.

Ye Hewan looked at Zhaocai's empty kennel, and looked at the room that had lost a little bit of life.

I kind of miss her family to attract wealth.

In the last half month of Ye He's late summer vacation, Zhaocai was taken to them by his grandparents to play.

In the words of the two old men, the grandson has been raised, and now there is no new one, so send the fortune over to raise it.

Ye Lixie opened the door after training in the club, and saw Ye Hewan sitting on the sofa in a daze, with a sad face.

"What's wrong, little Tangyuaner? Is this someone bullying you? ”

"No, it's just a little bit of a way to get rich." Ye Hewan pouted.

"That's easy, make a video, next weekend we will go to pick up Zhaocai back, and it just so happens that grandparents have signed up for a tour group to play."

Ye Lixie smiled easily when he heard this.

He thought something was going on.

Ye Hewan nodded approvingly.

"By the way, brother, what are you holding in your hand? Dog food for fortune? Why is there a cat on it, is there a new version of dog food? ”

Ye Hewan glanced sharply at the exposed corner of the bag that Ye Lixie was carrying, on which a picture of a cat could be vaguely seen.

"Oh, it's just a packaging pattern, nothing. That, my brother is a little tired, so I'll go back to the room first, and you can go to bed early. ”

After Ye Lixie finished speaking vaguely, he left in a hurry.

Ye Hewan, who had an inexplicable face, stood in the living room.

Her brother is so weird.

Long.

Ye He was about to go to bed when he lay in bed, but received a message from Song Zhihe.

[Is the figure skating training camp also at the end of the month?] 】