June is our farewell song

Chapter 89 New Semester

Gu Yuan has never looked forward to the start of school so much.

On the first day of the new semester, he got up early, put away the shark alarm clock on the bedside table, and carried a schoolbag on his back, said goodbye to Mario lying under the bed and the orange on the stereo, and walked quickly walked out of the house.

The spring breeze at the end of February cut his face like a knife, but the days are getting longer every day, indicating the unstoppable pace of spring. Gu Yuan stepped on the familiar road in the dim blue morning light. The schoolbag on his shoulder was heavy, but he Still running on this empty and uninhabited path, with open arms, facing the bitter spring breeze.

The alarm clock in the schoolbag was ringing, as if urging him.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Seeing Nanhua's blue bricks and black tiles, his footsteps suddenly slowed down again, feeling a sense of longing in his heart.

As soon as the door of the classroom was opened, there was a familiar smell, because it was the first day of the new semester, everyone was wearing school uniforms, Yin Tian, ​​Tao Yishi, Gao Lian and a group of other people gathered at the back of the classroom to laugh and play, Feng Ziqiu rolled up She was cleaning the podium with a rag in her sleeves, while Cheng Xin carefully placed a palm-sized succulent on the window sill beside her.

On the first day of school, the desks and corridors are full of various workbooks, books and sundries, seamlessly connected with the mess from a month ago, and the cleaning before leaving at the end of the term seems to have never happened Happened.

Have these guys ever left?

"Morning."

Qi Yu's voice came slowly from behind the door. I haven't seen her for more than 20 days. This carefree guy even tied up her very confusing long hair with a rubber band. She looked much more capable at the same time, The aura of that kind of female man became more and more obvious.At this moment, she was holding a cup of yogurt and a small white spoon in her hand, shaking her neck left and right, eating with relish.

The clothes on everyone's bodies are obviously much lighter. This is the power of spring.It is different from the depression, heaviness and sadness that winter brings to people.Facing the day that will eventually cover the night, the branches that will eventually twitch, and the streets that melt from ice and snow, we are unstoppably optimistic.

Gu Yuan sat down on his seat with his schoolbag in his hand, and Qi Yu also wobbled over and sat beside him.The two glanced at each other, and then each gave a chuckle. Gao Lian ran over and put his hands on Gu Yuan's shoulders and pushed hard, then patted his face.At this time, the voice of the Volunteer March came from the radio, and then, the voice of Senior Zifeng sounded, reminding all classes to go to the playground immediately to prepare for the first flag-raising ceremony and the opening ceremony of the new semester.

Through the window, Gu Yuan saw several red, white and blue crowds rushing towards the playground neatly and loosely.

They, too, will soon go downstairs and become a tiny drop in this ocean.

This is how the new semester begins.

"Let's go."

Gao Lian patted his shoulder from behind.

The thought of spending four months with these guys again.

Gu Yuan was full of expectations for the future.

"what do you think?"

"The text is vain, without real feelings, only the picture has no connotation, and it is worse than the toilet paper in the story."

"Is it that bad..."

He happily brought the scene describing the beginning of the new semester to the literature club, but Gu Yuan, who was criticized mercilessly by Liu Qingsi, lay down on the table like a deflated ball.

"Actually, I think it's okay..."

"Me too."

"It's not that bad."

Feng Ziqiu, Qi Yu, and Chen Ying comforted him.

"As an ordinary high school student's work, it's okay, but isn't Gu Yuan's ideal to become a writer? This level is far from enough. The balance between narrative and picture is not enough. Practice more. If you stand still, you will die suddenly after publication."

"Oh."

Sullenly taking back his exercise book from Liu Qingsi, Gu Yuan directly covered it on his head.

"Dreams seem to be foolhardy at first, but if you are still brave and foolish in the end, then you are a complete fool." Liu Qingsi took a few books from the shelf beside her, "A lot of reading And practice is a necessary condition for improvement, come on."

Gu Yuan glanced at the four books, namely "Great Expectations", "Lin Yutang's Prose Collection", "Turgenev's Prose and Poetry Collection", and "Border Town".

"One month, four study notes, four exercises." Liu Qingsi nodded while talking, and then turned her index finger around, "Everyone."

"Huh? Everyone wants it?"

"Of course, this is a literature club. We didn't even organize a decent literature salon last semester. We can't sell dog meat on a pedestal, doing things that have nothing to do with literature all day long. Could it be that you come here? Is the original intention of eating snacks?" Said, Liu Qingsi tapped Qi Yu's hand with a pen to get the biscuits at the corner of the table.

"I feel like after the new semester starts, Sisi has the smell of being the next president." Chen Ying rested her chin with her fingers, "Speaking of which, except for the flag-raising ceremony in the morning, I didn't see it all day today. What about Miss Zifeng?"

"Should be busy with other things, isn't there a junior high school exam in the second semester of the second year of high school? It is said that from now until the end of March, this whole month will have to work and rest at the same time as the senior year." Qi Yu lay on the table, while As he spoke, he quietly reached out to the glass jar filled with handmade biscuits at the corner of the table.

After the second year of high school is the third year of high school. Students who enter the second semester of high school are often given the title of "prospective senior year" by the school and their parents. Many people don't like this title and hate this practice.Even though he was only a sophomore in high school, he was going to be called a senior in high school.

It’s as if high school life only includes freshmen and seniors who are about to graduate. Senior two is a completely gray area. In the first half of the school year, they are regarded as a group of freshmen who are still young, but in the second half of the school year, they are regarded as old people who are about to leave campus.It was as if this year's life didn't exist at all.

A major incident happened during the winter vacation. Jiang Yun’s father, Jiang Hanyue, was arrested in the north. It seemed that he was involved in an economic crime. According to Liu Qingsi, it was not a serious incident, but he had to pay a lot of fines. , with a high probability of not going to jail.But in the eyes of many people, Jiang Yun has always been aloof and very different from himself. This feeling is like a super catalyst, which suddenly makes this big gossip boil in the entire Nanhua High School.

The rich second generation who fell from the family fortune, known as a super genius who is rare in ten years, a mysterious criminal father, a wayward younger sister, all kinds of labels followed one after another, and they were pasted on Jiang Yun one by one. On the body, the people watching the excitement will never think that it is a big deal. Only he himself knows what kind of pressure Jiang Yun is under at this time.No one else will know or care.

When such a thing happened suddenly, it was impossible for Gu Yuan to go to Jiang Yun to ask for the promise he made at that time.

but.

"By the way, Gu Yuan, Jiang Yun asked me to tell you that you can go to him at any time."

"Eh?"

"Is there any unknown transaction between you? I asked him, but he refused to tell me, just smiled, hum."

"Actually, it's nothing." Gu Yuan shook his head, "Are he and Jiang Lu okay now? They didn't come to the flag-raising ceremony today, nor did they come to the opening ceremony."

"They, my mother wanted them to live in my house at first, but Jiang Lu didn't seem to be willing. Although Jiang Yun didn't refuse, she didn't show much interest, so she just stayed in the original place. place." Liu Qingsi tilted her head, and her hair fell limply to the side, "Although there is a lot of public opinion, Jiang Yun doesn't seem to be affected in any way. As for Jiang Lu, she seems to have gotten used to it a long time ago. .”

Are you used to it?I don't know why, but it always sounds a bit sad.

Go to him anytime?Will going to Jiang Yun at this time feel like taking advantage of the fire or adding trouble?

There are a little more than three months before the college entrance examination, one hundred days, 24 hours a day, one hour, six 10 minutes, one minute and 1 seconds.

It is a long time to say, but the nerves of senior high school students have been tense since half a year earlier.

No, maybe earlier.

On the other side of the playground is the third floor. Gu Yuan looked up at the sky above. The sun seemed to be moving bit by bit along a parabola with an opening downward, and it was a bit like an hourglass counting down.

The atmosphere there is really completely different from the first and second year of high school.

Good days always pass quickly. At this time last year, the group of them were still sitting in the classroom of junior high school, staring at the red countdown on the wall in a daze. Gu Yuan didn't have much memory of the high school entrance examination.He didn't feel the restlessness and confusion in other people's mouths at all, but the summer vacation after the exam was quite fulfilling.

"I've always felt that there was something wrong with the algorithm."

Ziqiu, Qi Yu, and Xiaoying seemed to be discussing new issues around the whiteboard by the wall. Gu Yuan looked up and saw two formulas written on it: ";"

I ran to the second floor of the third and second floors of the senior high school, and I could see these two formulas on the back blackboards of many classes. The reason I want to express is very simple. If you work harder every day, you will be many times better than others in a year. Work a little less every day , it will become waste after one year.

"If it is changed to, no, the calculator will not be able to calculate it."

Qi Yu knocked his head on the table, his eyes tried to look in the direction of the calculator on the tip of his nose, and became cross-eyed.

"It would be great if effort and gain could actually be quantified in this way."

Chen Ying sighed.

"However, in real life, it's not even all positive correlations, let alone calculations."

"Hey, what are you guys talking about, go read a book!"

"Ahhh! I'm going to do the cooking! No, I'm going to take a bath!"

"The faucet in my dormitory doesn't seem to be turned off..."

"Hey! You all come back to me!"

Gu Yuan rested his chin on his hands and watched Liu Qingsi holding two books and chasing Qi Yu around the table. In the end, the literary girl was defeated in front of the sports monster in less than a minute. blow.

It may be the luckiest thing in my life to meet this group of people in front of me.

(End of this chapter)