a memo

Chapter 93
The main text of "A Memorandum" was completed on September 21, 9.

On the 10th, I went back to high school to visit my teacher.

I originally planned to invite a few high school classmates who had a good time together, but unfortunately they started school too early and had already left the city.

I was still a little nervous to go to see the teacher. I got on the familiar bus, looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze, and took off the nail polish that I painted on my hands on a whim a few days ago.

The school system has changed a bit. To enter the school gate, you need to call the director of the moral education department.

If I knew I was going back in school uniform, I told the security directly that I was a student who asked for leave to go back to study—like I have asked for leave countless times before.

The security guards wouldn't let me in, and I didn't have the director's number, so I sent WeChat messages to the teachers one by one, asking them to come down and pick up the little gift I picked.

It doesn't matter if you can't get into the school, the teacher will have to meet, anyway, I took the bus for two hours.

Father Sheng was the first to come out, holding a seal he carved himself—a seal with my name on it.

"Here, here is this for you. I carved it myself. There is no gift box, so I put it in a jewelry box." Father Sheng opened the box and showed it to me, "This, this is your name."

Hey, there is a seal with my name on it, and Father Sheng made it himself.

I suddenly made up a picture in my mind. One day in the future, my book will appear in a big bookstore. I will take the chapter given by Sheng Daddy and print my name on every book bought by readers.

Of course, it is difficult to publish a book. I don’t know if there will be a day when my wish will come true, but just imagining it makes me feel very, very beautiful.

I bought a blanket for Sheng Dae: "Teacher, this is a knee blanket. It will be cold in a while, and if you change your homework until late, you can use this to cover your legs."

Father Sheng smiled: "Thank you."

When other students came, Father Sheng walked over to greet them.

When the geography teacher came, she had the phone on hand, and she called the security guard: "I have already called the director, and the director agreed that this student should enter the school."

The security checked and let me in.

"It's too troublesome. Just come out and get your things. I don't have to go in." I was a little embarrassed.

"It's rare to go back to school, how can I not let you in?" The geography teacher slammed her umbrella towards me, "Except for your class teacher, the other teachers are on the second floor, I will take you directly to the second floor .”

Pushing open the door of the office on the second floor, Sister Qin was correcting her homework. She looked up at me, and we had a wonderful one-second look at each other.

"Hello, teacher." I spoke first.

"Oh, it's you. I didn't realize it when I stood at the door." Sister Qin nodded at me, "I've been reading the book you wrote recently, and it's pretty good."

I froze for a moment, a little embarrassed: "I wrote it casually."

"You still call me Sister Qin, I don't even know." Sister Qin smiled while correcting the dictation homework at hand.

"Ah, at the time I thought it was more friendly to call it that way." I looked at sister Qin's corrected homework, "The new students should have a higher level than us."

"No, I feel all right." Sister Qin looked at the flamboyant words on the dictation book, "I can't understand anything written here. Your class was really good."

Teacher Ang opened the door and came in. When he saw me, he smiled at me: "I have paid attention to the video you made, and it is quite good. I heard that I am writing a book recently."

It's amazing, I don't know who leaked the news, the teacher knew about "A Memorandum".

"Now the book has been revised, and the currency part has been deleted." Teacher Ang took out a new textbook, "The new students have to learn ideology and culture when they first arrive, and it may be difficult to accept."

"Yes, I found it a bit difficult to learn currency at that time, not to mention the history of thought directly when I first came up." I flipped through the new textbook, and the illustrations and words in it were very unfamiliar.

Arts and sciences are no longer divided into subjects, and the textbooks we used at that time are no longer used.

It's a very subtle feeling - the division of arts and sciences has become history, and I have the honor to witness it.

Lao Hong was teaching the graduating class of the third year of high school, and he was also the class teacher. He was very busy. He was very happy to see me back to school. He took me to the underground garage, took out his calligraphy from the trunk and gave it to me.

Four big characters - Wengui brings forth new things.

Give it to me who is going to study journalism.

Lao Hong said: "Don't be in a hurry to fall in love in college, settle down well, and learn your majors solidly, so that you can stand firm in society in the future."

After reading Lao Hong, I went to see the teacher in charge. Because he had said hello in advance, the teacher in charge was not very surprised: "Oh? Here you come? Come and sit, come and sit."

"Happy Teacher's Day." I walked to the innermost position, "How about the new students? Is it easy to bring?"

"It's much more qualified than you guys." The homeroom teacher smiled, "much more sensible than you guys."

"That's good." I nodded, "If someone asks for leave like I did back then, you must stop it, so as not to ruin the class atmosphere." As the "leave king", I am somewhat self-aware.

Around noon, I had a meal in the cafeteria with my teacher. I had a teacher's meal. Father Sheng ran around to help me get food. Teacher Ang and the class teacher also came to eat with plates, and asked from time to time if the food was enough.

After a good meal, Sister Qin came over and said, take me to the shop to swipe the card: "It's been a long time since I visited the shop, I miss the snacks, let's go, I'll treat you to buy some snacks."

I randomly took a few packs of kelp shreds to think about it, and Sister Qin waved her hand: "Hey, take more, I finally came back once."

It's really nostalgic, seeing those snacks that I used to eat when I was in school, I actually feel like crying.

Before leaving, I went to see the dormitory auntie, but the old auntie didn’t see her. The little auntie went to work in another factory, and only chatted for a while with the auntie who brought us in the third year of high school.

Auntie was very happy and washed me a plate of dates and asked me to sit for a while.

It's Teacher's Day, but I was the one who received the gift.

It feels very special to return to the school where I have lived for three years as a guest—probably because I can clearly feel the passage of time and feel motivated to face the next journey.

(End of this chapter)