The rest of the report is that I am doing it myself. I have no special impression of this school. It seems that it is being renovated and constructed. Some buildings have been building since I came and have not been finished yet until I graduated and left.

When we entered and left the dormitory, we were not familiar with each other. We were very kind when we had to speak, and we couldn't tell whether the person was good or bad. We all learned dance and looked very glamorous. I just skipped the parallel products of grassland dance for a few days, and I was really embarrassed to talk more.

As required, I arrived at the designated classroom and sat at random. The two girls and I and I arrived late. The front row had already been occupied, and the back rows were basically all boys.

So I chose the penultimate row by the window, and two other girls sat with me.

Later, we also got a seat behind us, so I didn't turn to see it. The classroom was on the third floor, and my view was very good. The information building opposite was still under construction. Before the class leader gave me a lecture, I was in a daze.

I thought about something, but it wasn't clear. I don't know what kind of life I'll live next, and I don't expect or get excited. I just know that I might stay here for three years, three years, and another three years.

Director Ban appeared and let everyone be quiet. Without saying a few words, they were called out by people outside and went out again.

The classroom soon started chattering again. When the class director came in again, he stared at the direction of our side, "You three, take me the front!"

I was frightened and thought I was calling me. I didn't say anything.

While staring at the head of the class director's face, the three people sitting in the back row had already gotten up, walked to the front of the podium one by one, and stood with their heads down. One of them had a serious expression, while the other two were still smiling.

There were more girls in the class. As soon as these three people stood side by side, the classroom was filled with an uproar.

I looked up and didn't immediately realize that they were in a turmoil. The girl next to me pulled my arm, "Xiao Chang, so handsome!"

I looked at it again and looked at the faces of these three people one by one, well, three handsome guys.

No, why does the one in the middle look familiar? After thinking about it, I didn't remember it.

All three were tall, one was white and one was black and the other was relatively normal, the normal one was thin, and the other two looked quite strong.

The female classmates were all secretly watching, and I would also like to take a look at each other from time to time. The thinner one loved to laugh, and she smiled like a little monkey.

The headmaster pulled a book and started to call.

The first name: Li Hua.

No one spoke, and the head coach called out again, "Li Hua!"

The three people standing on the podium, the handsomest white one, asked her to give her a shy smile, and nodded to the class leader, "Instructor, it's me."

The instructor glanced at him and said, "Go back and sit."

Li Hua walked back first. When this big man walked in the classroom, the girl couldn't help but follow him. He knew that he was a little embarrassed, and smiled and touched his nose and sat behind me.

Then he called the name and clicked on everything that should be called, including Shao Siwei and Xue Jiazheng standing on it, all of whom were put back one by one.

The girl sitting next to me was a little excited, and three handsome guys sat behind him. Who wouldn't be excited when I saw the handsome guy? But I knew it was useless to be excited. Excited handsome guys were not yours, so I didn't feel that much.

I was wondering, where did I see Li Hua? Why did he look so familiar or did he look like a star?

The next class teacher gave a lecture, I hate it so much, and my corner is very good, and there is almost no place to see on the podium.

So I lay down and spread my hands on the table, like a dead dog.

Alas, going to school is really boring.

I was bored, and I kept kicking under my chair board, which scared me so smart. As soon as I looked up, the class director was still talking.

I turned my head and stared at the person behind, Li Hua, and said, "You are sick!"

Li Hua was a little confused and looked at me with his lips pursed. Shao Siwei and Xue Jiazheng were standing beside him and couldn't hold back their laughter. I understood what was going on and glared at them quickly.

This is my first meeting with three friends in college, nothing special.

At the beginning, I had to train military, which was not the professional course I was most worried about. As long as I took the professional course, I was exposed.

During the military training days, everyone was burned into black charcoal, and it was impossible to tell who was beautiful or not. Even Li Hua, who has always attracted attention, was burned into black.

The whole look of the Xue family just came back after finishing the coal.

On the day the military training ended, there was a welcome party at the school. The girls in the same dormitory and I went to the playground stands to squat. There were many people in the same class.

Including those three handsome guys.

We sat too far and couldn't see the performance on the stage clearly. Shao Siwei came to me and said, "Little Chili?"

"What are you doing?" I glanced at him.

He smiled, as if an ancient man touched silver, he took out an envelope from his collar and shook it in front of me.

"What?"

"you guess?"

"boring."

I ignored him, he cleared his throat to remind me of my attention, but I ignored him. He opened the envelope directly and began to recite, "To Yan Xiaochang..."

I quickly snatched the letter paper and envelopes. I never thought that someone would write to me, and no one knew my current address. When students write letters, they usually use colorful letter paper with flowers and fragrance, but the letter paper of this letter is the manuscript paper with red lines, which looks very serious.

This word is very familiar.

I pulled to the second page and read the signature: Wang Zhaoyang.

My face was wrong at that time. I stood up from the crowd, found a corner without anyone, sat on the stairs, and then read the letter seriously with a very unclear moonlight.

He said: If you can see this letter, it means you have arrived at school, so I will feel at ease.

I know I shouldn't decide your life, but I still want to push you. You are the first group of students I have. I have feelings for each of you and for you.

I don’t hope that any of you will have a bad life in the future, and I will feel that I have my own responsibility. Of course, not everyone I can take care of. Perhaps it is because of my family, I will take care of you more.

Yan Xiaochang, you shouldn’t be a girl who goes with the flow. One day you will grow up, and then you will find that the worries you are now are not worries. One day, you will stand on the road and have something that can make you settle down, and find that you are no longer different from everyone.

Don’t be inferior or proud, but always believe in yourself. You are not the best student I have ever taught, but you have your own shining points. Being strong and forbearable is not something that children of your age can do casually.

So you are excellent and excellent, so I don't want to watch you continue to sink in that kind of place.

Going to school is not the only way out, but I have been to college and I know the significance of college to life. In these three years, you must cherish and feel it with your heart. Grades are not the most important, nor are they not unimportant. Try to be the best of yourself, no matter what people and things are.

Be cheerful and enthusiastic. You were originally a lively girl. Don’t you know that you look good when you smile, haha, and your eyes are curved.

The teacher will keep your photos, and other classmates.

Maybe all of the previous words are too official, so let’s say it’s true. Please give me good things and don’t embarrass me.

I will no longer be a teacher when I send you off. I don’t know where to go. I don’t need to reply to me.

Wang Zhaoyang.

04.9.1.

I read this letter several times, and I always felt that I had revealed something, so why didn't I mention it? What happened to us last time we kissed? How could he not mention a single word?

He looked at it again and looked for clues about feelings between the lines, but he really didn't mention a single word.

I only remember one sentence, "Give me good luck" and "Don't reply to me."

What a heartless feeling. If he doesn't mention it, it means he doesn't want to mention it, nor does he want to go along with it any further, pretending that it hasn't happened, or simply forgetting it.

I cried with the letter paper, tears fell onto the paper, wetting a few Chinese characters.

Shao Siwei sat aside and looked at me with his chin on his back. Seeing that I hadn't finished crying, he handed over a pack of tissues. I took the tissue apart, wiped my nose, and threw it aside to continue crying.

Holding my mind in my hand, I hugged my knees and cried. Shao Siwei silently took the letter paper, folded it and put it back into the envelope.

Slap my back, "What's wrong? My boyfriend broke up with you?"

I raised my head and stared at him, staring Shao Siwei a little scared, and comforted me, "What, everything is so easy to cry. I have been through such a difficult military training, why don't you go and sing with us."

"Who?"

Shao Siwei, "Huazi and Jiazheng."

I looked up and saw Li Hua and Xue Jiazheng standing a few steps away. They squinted their eyes and looked at the program on the stage. I really couldn't see clearly.

Shao Siwei stood up and stretched out one hand to pull me. I really put my hand into his palm and pulled it up by him.

Let go, Shao Siwei, "Huazi, let's go and stop watching."

Li Hua nodded and swayed and went downstairs with Xue Jiazheng. I wiped my tears and bulged my mouth, "Shao Siwei, carry me."

"Why?"

"Or I'll cry."

Shao Siwei was helpless, "Okay, come up."

I was very light and didn't feel tired when I was carrying it. Shao Siwei asked me: "Whose letter is it? Is it my boyfriend?"

"no."

"Then why are you crying?"

"none of your business!"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Where is the person you like?"

I was stunned for a moment, very determined, "No."
Chapter completed!