The approaching college entrance examination also means that graduation is approaching.

Students in the same class for at most three or two years must separate and go to different cities to study in different universities. They will not meet each other again in three or five years or even ten or eight years. Some students may never meet again after graduation.

Such separation is quite sad for children who are young, so they began to write classmate records, hoping to record the friendship between classmates with a piece of paper, and hope that a piece of paper can keep the years.

The class teacher repeatedly stated that learning is the most important thing, and these fancy things are not allowed to be used. However, there are policies and countermeasures at the top. Students can secretly pass on these things among students.

There are many styles of recordings for classmates, including those with fixed pages and loose pages, which are colorful and beautiful.

In comparison, loose-leaf is more convenient. I send it to my classmates page by page, and I will return it after I finish writing it.

No matter whether the relationship is good or bad, there is always a souvenir, so Dongyang also received some records of classmates. However, she didn't have time to write, so she put more than a dozen records of classmates of different sizes into a book and found an opportunity to write them later.

Zhang Kuang received more student records than Dongyang.

It is not much like Dongyang's situation. He doesn't have many books, and others have books in their desk holes and on the table. He is quite empty, so many students first pass on the fixed pages of classmate records from others, and finally pass them to Zhang Kuang. Anyway, he has a place to put it on, so he can finish writing anytime.

Dongyang sat next to Zhang Kuang, and when he turned his head, he could see several student records stacked on the desk. There were a few random papers on it. If the wind was a little stronger, the classmate records would be exposed, which would be particularly silly.

"Can you clean up your desk? The class teacher found out that the classmate was found," Dong Yang kindly reminded.

She was not worried that Zhang Kuang would be dealt with, but she was afraid that the head teacher would confiscate all the students' records and implicate other students.

Zhang Kuang collapsed on the table like a boneless person. He heard this and sat up straight and lazily packed up.

Dongyang really disliked his dying look, so he disliked him and said, "Go away, move backwards, I'll clean up for you."

Zhang Kuang was happy, and his movements of retreating were quite quick.

As a result, Dongyang took away the papers recorded by his classmates, and he accidentally looked at him and faced the head teacher's eyes of death behind the glass window of the back door.

Dongyang was startled, his hand shook, and he touched several student records. There was a crackling sound, which seemed particularly loud in the quiet classroom.

The students turned their heads to look at them one after another. At the same time, the head teacher pushed open the back door and strode to them, shouting sternly, "Xue Qiqi, Shi Lei, stand up for me!"

Dongyang and Zhang Kuang looked at each other and stood up obediently.

The head teacher bent down and picked up the students who fell to the ground, and read two books casually. His movements were very slow, which made all the students in the class feel hearts.

The most heart-wrenching thing is Zhang Kuang and Dongyang. They are the center of the incident. The teacher has to deal with them. The students will definitely blame them. They are really not people inside and outside.

Sure enough, the head teacher asked them to take all the classmate records to the office. Not only was he scolded, the head teacher also confiscated all the classmate records.

When they returned to the class, they both felt embarrassed to see other classmates.

Most students take classmate records very seriously. A piece of paper not only records their own information, but also fills with good wishes to their classmates. Many years later, the owner of classmate records and the person who writes classmate records may no longer contact each other, and they will be strangers to each other when they meet, but at least at this moment, their feelings are sincere and their blessings are also very sincere.

Dongyang and Zhang Kuang were accidentally hurt by many students.

No one came to settle the score with them, but the more they were, the more they were more dissatisfied.

One morning, Dongyang was quite bored, and he was not attentive enough to listen to the class, and his learning efficiency was extremely poor.

After school at noon, Dongyang, who had been patient for a whole morning, finally couldn't help but step on Zhang Kuang's feet.

Zhang Kuang started to roar and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing? It hurts so much."

"It hurts so much, aren't you screaming loudly?" Dongyang said angrily, "I knew it would be no good for being a deskmate with you. I was naked this morning. It's your responsibility to not be good at the college entrance examination!"

This is just a moment of anger. If the college entrance examination is not good, it will affect your life. No one can bear this responsibility except yourself.

Zhang Kuang didn't expect that something would happen if they were sitting together in less than ten minutes, but he felt very at ease when something happened. He lowered his voice and said to Dongyang mysteriously, "Wife, do you think anything is strange?"

Dongyang stepped on his feet again, and glanced at him and said, "What's the weirdest thing? Just call me 'wife' the strangest thing. Please pay attention to me."

Zhang Kuang didn't bother with her and said, "We are in the punishment paper now, but isn't this punishment paper too calm? If you don't say it far away, just talk about the previous punishment paper. I'm very troubled, and you've always felt very uncomfortable. This book is nothing different from that book than that. If nothing happens to make us smoothly, I'm always uneasy."

After he said this, Dongyang became uneasy.

Faced with the college entrance examination, Dongyang was under great psychological pressure, but this pressure has faded a lot as she gradually adapted to the rhythm of her senior year and her grades rose. Compared with the inner torture she suffered in the previous punishment paper, it was really a slim.

The punishment volume shouldn't be like this. The smoother the front, the more terrifying what's going to happen later.

"Have you ever died in the punishment paper?" Dongyang asked Zhang Kuang very heavily.

Zhang Kuang was startled, "What do you mean? Do you think you will die or I will die?"

Of course Dongyang didn't know that this was just the worst result she could guess.

Because of Dongyang's inexplicable guess, both of them had a taste of lunch.

During the lunch break, Dongyang forced himself to read books and do the questions seriously, but his efficiency was still not high. Zhang Kuang didn't know what to do. He didn't see anyone after the meal. He didn't come back in a hurry until after the preparatory bell for the first class rings, and he was carrying an oversized cloth bag like a sack in his hand.

"What did you buy?" Dong Yang asked casually with just a glance at him.

Zhang Kuang took out the things in the bag, as if he was deliberately showing them to Dongyang to show him, "It is better to take out any student book than to be confiscated by the teacher. Now it can always make up for the mistakes I made before."
Chapter completed!