New week.

When the students of the No. 2 Middle School dragged their heavy steps into this campus that should have been quiet, the big board standing at the school gate suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

All the students stopped here.

They looked up in amazement at the dark wall, where there should have been a serious and old-fashioned propaganda column.

But today, what is presented on it is a stunningly large-scale painting.

With the black wall as the night sky, dotted with stars, a shockingly bright white comet dragged its long multi-colored comet tail across half of the wall in a graceful arc and fell into the distance.

Below is the sea of clouds, and the city looming beneath the sea of clouds.

On one side, two silhouettes of figures looked out at the comet in the distance, the wind whipped their clothes and a few pages of books that were blown apart.

In the blank space below the comet, eight words were written:

Thoughtful,

Something will happen.

All the students were a little confused, but they all enjoyed it without exception.

"Wow, is our school open!!"

"This big board report is so powerful? It's amazing......"

"The background of the night sky is made on a blackboard, and the comets are sketched in white chalk, which is really ingenious."

"It's a comet, 'if you think about it, you will achieve something', so if I make a wish on it, can I be spiritual?"

Under the big board, everyone was chattering excitedly.

More people see this as the school's unique way of publicity, a message to the senior high school students.

So, someone actually made a wish to the comet with their hands folded.

There are two in one, and more people have joined in, and others have allowed it, but I don't allow it, isn't it a loss?

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Fu orange finch disease is not yet cured, but it is in much better condition.

She was asked by Fu's mother to recuperate for one more day and forbid to play with her mobile phone.

Wen Yu arrived at the school as usual, and was startled by the group of alumni as soon as he arrived at the door.

A group of people in Ulala joined together and prayed at the school gate, and I don't know which temple they thought they had entered.

Awkward and speechless, superstitious or unacceptable.

After consuming the number of times the "Imposter Master" is used, the painting level after being greatly improved is really strong.

I went to the classroom a little weakly, put down my schoolbag on the front foot, and someone shouted on the back foot: Wen Yu, Chen Ban asked you to go to the office.

Broken!

When I arrived at the office, I found that Peng Hui (Xiaogua), Fang Ling, and Lu Min were already standing on the side.

Chen Xiongguo is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a square face and a large mole at the corner of his jaw, and two hairs floating on the mole all year round.

He has a yellowed double-walled glass, and every time he drinks water, he drinks tea leaves, and then smashes it and spits it back.

He's a good guy, but he has a fierce face at this moment.

Seeing Wen Yu enter the office, he pressed the teacup on the table, sucked the tea leaves directly into his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed it.

"Wen Yu, come here!"

He let out a roar.

The boy took a few steps forward.

"You did the painting of the big board newspaper?! Isn't it you! Don't say no, I've investigated it all! ”

"It's me, Mr. Chen."

Chen Xiongguo was angry, "You ...... Do you know what you're doing? Yes? That's a big board newspaper, is that where you mess around? ”

"Teacher, the situation is urgent, I can only do this."

"What an emergency! No matter how urgent it is, you can't make a claim! ”

Wen Yu listened to the head teacher's shouting, but he was not angry, and said aggrievedly:

"Teacher, Saturday's heavy rain washed us all the way before, Fu Chengque ran to save it on Saturday, she rushed to the big board newspaper in the rain, the tarp fell off, she dragged it back in the rain, but the wind was too strong, her body was thin and weak, where to take off. I just wanted to go over to help her, but the wind suddenly became stronger, blowing the tarp directly into the sky, and the orange finch was also taken to the ground, covered in mud.

Later, she hugged the big board and cried, I couldn't stand it anymore, dragged her home, and told her that I would definitely be able to help her find a way.

She was fine, but suddenly had a high fever on Sunday. The first thing I said to me when I had a high fever was 'board newspaper'!

I've never seen such a desperate talisman orange finch, so I decided that something had to be done......"

Sprinkled with sound and color.

Behind Wen Yu, Fang Ling and the others were stunned when they heard it, thinking to themselves, there is such a singing and crying paragraph on Saturday?

Chen Xiongguo stopped the fire after listening to it, and his mind repeatedly appeared in his mind that the thin figure of the baby student struggling to rescue the big board newspaper in the storm on Saturday was completely out of fire when he spoke again.

"This ...... It's been a hard two weeks...... You're doing a great job. ”

Peng Hui (Xiaogua), Fang Ling, and Lu Min's eyes widened: Old class, what you are pursuing now is Wen Yu's good advocacy and drawing a big board newspaper, you were led astray by him......

The scene in the office happened to be seen by Director Lin of the Teaching Office.

What happened at the school gate, he also observed for a while to make sure that it didn't have much impact before coming up. I happened to meet Chen Xiongguo and reprimanded him.

He stepped forward quickly, first signaling that Chen Xiongguo didn't need to explain, and then turned his gaze to Wen Yu and the others.

"Which of you drew a poster? Or did they work together? ”

Wen Yu didn't want people to take the blame.

"Teacher, it's me. I painted them all. ”

Director Lin looked at Wen Yu and asked, "Why did you draw that?" Can you tell me what you think? Surely it's not a casual drawing, and a few words you wrote? ”

Wen Yu pondered for a while.

"The teacher knows that we are all juniors in high school, and the college entrance examination gives us a lot of pressure, and sometimes we are frightened when we see the school. Rather than a line of slogans, I hope that such a painting can give students a moment of peace of mind. As we step into the school, every step forward, not fear, but hope. ”

"Good!" Director Lin clapped his hands violently, "Although there are still a lot of children's ideas, it is good to say, the school should move forward towards hope." ”

He also said: "I will discuss with the principal whether to keep the big board report this time, if you can't keep it, I hope you also understand the school's distress." ”

With that, he let a few people go back to the classroom.

This wave can be regarded as a thrilling past.

The result of the final discussion of the school leaders is: this is the fourth class of students who are also high school students to everyone, and it is also a message to the college entrance examination candidates, with beautiful meanings, novel forms, drawing intentions, temporarily retained, and then considered after the development of the situation. In principle, the students in the fourth class who are in charge of the big board newspaper should be criticized, and a review should be written and handed in on Tuesday, and a "deep review" should be made in front of the students in the fourth class. In addition, considering that Wen Yu and the others are kind-hearted, optimistic and positive, they verbally praise and encourage.

The world had changed outside, and Miss Fu Orange Bird, who didn't know anything, only woke up from her sleep on Monday night.

After cleaning up his mood, on Tuesday, Fu Chengque followed Wen Yu again.

She resembles a tail, the colorful tail of a comet.