June is our farewell song

Chapter 101 Youth Immortal

I don’t know if the teachers in the college entrance examination group have any brains. Anyway, if it’s time for their college entrance examinations, and the composition questions are still so vague, Gu Yuan feels that his brains will definitely show off in the examination room. .

Just as he was thinking, the paper was passed to him, and when he took it over, the name on the top was Jiang Yun.

Although I had seen him before the summer vacation, seeing his name on this paper still felt strange. Gu Yuan didn't know where he was now, and he never asked Jiang Lu, but with his grades, Apart from the two universities in the north, there should be no other options.It's just that I haven't confirmed it, and I can't be sure.

The number of excerpted essays is not many, there are only five in total, each of which is very well written, with brilliant writing, sophisticated logic and elegance, cleverly linking the evanescent youth with the eternal relationship.But Gu Yuan can only feel a superficial sense of beauty, which does not come from the article itself, but from the choice of words and sentences and logical reasoning, which is more like the analysis of a math problem than creation.

Only Jiang Yun's composition reads differently from others. His whole article does not talk about the relationship between immortality and youth like others, but discusses in detail what youth is.

Gu Yuan read it carefully from beginning to end, and then read it word by word in turn.

I don't understand it, I don't understand it at all.

But he could feel that when Jiang Yun was writing this composition, what he was thinking in his heart was definitely not only the composition questions with dozens of words, but also many, many other things.

Because I can't read it, I can't remember it very well. Although Jiang Yun's writing style is really very good, what Gu Yuan really remembers is only one paragraph, this paragraph:

"If there is medicine for regret, then the rabbit in the tortoise and the hare will be able to outrun the tortoise, and the crow will not be cheated by the fox for fat, and all regrettable things will become perfect, and there will be a lot less scolding, complaining, tears and tears in the world." Sigh, but until now, the regret medicine has not been developed, and the whole world is only perfect in the pocket of Doraemon. There is no time to do what you missed, and you will not have the opportunity to correct the mistakes you made before. So someone I feel that regret and failure are the symbols of youth, maybe that’s it.”

"The tortoise and the hare race...the hare...the hare...wait for the hare..." Qi Yu murmured in his ear, and he could tell without looking, that her thoughts had gone to nowhere, and Gu Yuan was no longer surprised by this , Thinking that what comes out is what comes out, this kind of thinking mode is the fundamental source of Qi Yu's infinite creativity, and no one can change it.

Chen Ge wrote on the blackboard, and began to talk about the structure and language skills of argumentative essays, but most of them were commonplace tricks. After listening to him nagging for a whole year, Gu Yuan felt that his ears were getting callused.Not to mention memorizing it backwards, at least it is no problem to write it down silently.

But understanding and remembering and whether it can be applied to practice are two completely different things.

Chen Ge said that Chinese is not something that can be improved overnight. Language and writing can be improved through a lot of training and imitation, but there is no fixed training model for the way of thinking. Except for talented people, they can only comprehend it by themselves , life is the best teacher, at least much better than him.

When talking about this, Qi Yu whispered next to him:
"The article hates life."

Gu Yuan turned his head to look at her, and found that she was lying on the table and drawing on the draft paper with a pen.

"What do you say?"

"Didn't Du Fu say that writing hates life, but charm is gratifying." Qi Yu raised his head and said to him, "People who write good articles and poems must have a very unhappy life, because they have rich experience to have something. Write. But if you have to become like that, it’s better not to write good articles for the rest of your life.”

Gu Yuan nodded noncommittally.

After class, Gu Yuan still remembered the incident at noon, so he washed a box of strawberries and went downstairs to find Chi Yu.As soon as I arrived at the stairs on the first floor, I saw a person walking out with a large stack of papers and exercise books.

It was Liu Qingsi, she was wearing a creamy yellow turtleneck sweater, her cheeks were slightly bulging, it seemed that it was not easy for her to hold this pile of test papers and exercise books.Seeing Gu Yuan, she was slightly taken aback, blinked, glanced at the strawberry box in his hand, and laughed after a second.

"Why are you here? Are you looking for Chi Yu?"

"Well, where is she?"

"As soon as the get out of class bell rang, I ran to Teacher Wu's office. Damn, she's been like this for the past few days, and I don't know what's wrong. I have to move all the homework and so on by myself." Liu Qingsi turned to him. He raised his chin, "Hey, do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know. I also think she's a bit strange recently. I want to ask her."

"Hey, don't you know?" Liu Qingsi curled her lips, "I thought you should know."

"I'm not an omniscient and omnipotent god." Gu Yuan let out a sigh of relief, "Aren't you the queen of liberal arts? Why are you carrying so many math papers?"

"Queen of Liberal Arts? Where did you hear that strange title again? It sounds so old." Liu Qingsi squeezed her nose, "I'm the math class representative, just like Chi Yu, this is our homework yesterday .”

"Yesterday's homework? So much?" Gu Yuan hissed, "You seem to be struggling, or..."

"Just waiting for your words."

Before Gu Yuan finished the second half of his sentence, Liu Qingsi sent the pile of papers and exercise books into his arms.

"Wow... so many...?"

Gu Yuan shrugged his shoulders, adjusted his posture, and hugged the stack of papers and booklets with his left hand.

"Yes, it's a bit outrageous, but it is said that the dean arranged the arrangement directly, and our teacher can't do anything about it." Liu Qingsi smiled, "It seems to be a traditional art of Nanhua's liberal arts class."

"Isn't it only the first semester of the second year of high school? Is it necessary to start the sea of ​​question tactics so early... Besides, shouldn't Nanhua's tradition be self-study? When did it become a crazy practice?"

"You are talking about science classes. If you want to improve in liberal arts, brushing the questions is the most stable method. After all, there are fixed templates for the answering routines of many questions." Liu Qingsi clapped her hands, "Okay, please Help me send it to the math office of the second year of high school, the second desk on the right hand side of the door is there."

"Hey, wait, take this."

Seeing that she was about to leave when she turned around, Gu Yuan quickly stopped her.

"Huh?" She froze.

"Why are you in a daze? It's not for you. Give it to Chi Yu for me. You don't want me to take it all the way to the math office, do you?"

"Oh oh oh, ok ok."

She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Liu Qingsi ran in quickly and put the strawberry box on a table by the window, then ran out again, and found that Gu Yuan was still standing outside, so she greeted him again.

"Why are you still here?"

"Uh... Mathematics Office... how do I get there?"

Gu Yuan opened his eyes wide in embarrassment, smiled, showing his white teeth.

"I've been studying here for a year, and you don't even know where the math teacher's office is. You're still a science student."

Liu Qingsi walked in front, and Gu Yuan followed behind. The teacher's office building was at the other end of the teaching area. The two of them walked through the hall and the garden. On the way, they saw Joey lying on a tree basking in the sun. They saw the two passing by , she meowed, as a greeting.

"I don't usually run to Wende Building, I don't know if it's normal..."

Gu Yuan was still stubborn.

"Huh..." Liu Qingsi took a breath, stopped, and turned to look at him.

"?"

"Fool."

"Why are you scolding me..."

Liu Qingsi didn't answer, she just turned her head and walked forward on her own.

The two of them didn't talk much for the rest of the way, the lobby of the office building was empty and silent, only the two pots of green plants at the door recorded their footsteps.This kind of atmosphere makes Gu Yuan inexplicably feel a little creepy. He has a slight social anxiety disorder. Whenever he encounters more than one person, he will feel a lot of pressure when no one is talking, and he puts all the responsibility for the silence on himself. body.

When people are nervous, they will have nothing to say, and they will easily say the wrong thing when they have nothing to say. This is vividly reflected in Gu Yuan. I don't know if it is a short circuit in the brain or something. A topic that shouldn't be brought up was brought up.

"Qingsi, do you know that there are many people who like you?"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. If he hadn't held the paper in both hands, he might really have done so.

In her line of sight, Liu Qingsi, who was covered by the cold sky light, turned her head slightly, as if she was thinking about how to answer, then she tapped the floor tile lightly with her heel, took a small step and turned around to look at He said:

"so what?"

so?what so?so what?Gu Yuan was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer.He felt that he should do something to prevent himself from continuing to be stupid, but he didn't know what to do, so he stood there blankly, staring at each other with Liu Qingsi.

"Hahaha, what an idiot."

After a while, Liu Qingsi nodded her head pretending to be deep, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Why scold me again..."

Feeling the easing of the atmosphere, Gu Yuan let out a long breath, took two steps in three steps, rushed up, and walked slowly beside Liu Qingsi.

"Do you think being liked is a good thing?"

"Of course, it goes without saying." Gu Yuan replied, "When you are sad, someone will silently accompany you, when you go out to play, someone will laugh with you, someone will understand your preferences, and someone will treat you as a Isn’t it a very happy thing to have a very important existence?”

"That's not necessarily true. Sometimes liking is not happiness, but a burden." Liu Qingsi said, "Especially when being liked by more than one person."

(End of this chapter)