Who can fall in love if he can cultivate immortality?

Chapter 387: That Year of Eighteen·Part (two in one)

Ye Wenjun's arrival immediately triggered a wave of memories.

This situation is very common.

Because Ye Wenjun was also a little transparent when she was in school. Most people's impressions of her were that she had good grades, didn't like to talk, was a little shy, and dressed a little rustic. It's not like some 'man of the hour' who would cause a big incident that would be known to the whole class.

At that time, Gu Yuan was just one of the 'people of the hour'.

If it weren't for my high academic performance and several fights during my senior year of high school, I would have performed a magic trick at the New Year's Day party. In the hearts of many people, he is not even as good as those classmates who are often forced to stand on the podium.

of course.

If she hadn't suddenly entered most people's field of vision because of her last period of time with Gu Yuan, I'm afraid that in many people's minds she would have evolved into 'that person who has good grades, looks very pretty, but wears very tacky clothes' girl'.

It is precisely for this reason that when people recall, they often bring up many similar things that have been forgotten.

Some people say that he still remembers Liu Chao who loved playing electronic dictionaries the most.

Some people say that he still remembers the stingy Zhang Wei, who deliberately spit in order to prevent others from stealing his breakfast.

Someone said that he still remembered Zhang Xu and Lu Ren fighting at the back of the classroom.

Some people say that he still remembers Wen Zining, who was open-mouthed and liked to read poetry.

Some people say that he still remembers playing with his small umbrella as a meteor hammer and hitting An Fuquan's Hu Lin.

but.

While chatting, everyone suddenly discovered that there are many classmates who have been with each other for three years, and they only remember some things that the other party has done. No matter how hard I try to recall, I can't remember the other person's name, so I can only replace it with that one.

"By the way, do you still remember the name of my colleague? I suddenly can't remember it."

"You have forgotten the name of your colleague, how can I remember it?"

Listening to everyone's chat, Bao Ning patted his thigh and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. "I really can't remember the other person's name at all. The other person's name is obviously on my lips, but I can't say it out..."

"Yeah, when Gu Yuan said that it won't be long before he will forget the names of some classmates, I still didn't believe it." A girl glanced at Gu Yuan and said, "I remember when I graduated, everyone was still saying that I would never forget the names of some of my classmates." They will forget each other. It seems like it happened yesterday, but many people have forgotten it.”

This sigh suddenly made the originally lively atmosphere become deserted.

Only then did many people realize that the youth of those eighteen years was gone forever.

Some classmates are already married.

Some are about to enter society.

The adjective 'child' seems to be getting further and further away from them.

Sensing that the atmosphere was a little strange, Yu Xuemin smiled and patted his leg, "Once I was sick and slept from noon to night. When I woke up, it was already past six o'clock. For a moment, I suddenly felt like I was back to the morning self-study in my senior year of high school."

Luo Zhi immediately smiled and said, "I had a dream a few days ago, dreaming that I was sitting in the classroom."

"Really? I dreamed about it some time ago!"

"I also dreamed that I was taking an exam and that I failed miserably. As a result, I had to find my parents."

"It's nothing. I had a dream one day. I dreamed that I was late for the college entrance examination and couldn't find the examination room..."

At this time, Gu Yuan added with a smile, "This is not too miserable. If you are in your thirties and dream of yourself in the college entrance examination room, it will be really miserable."

"day!"

These words immediately aroused criticism. Luo Zhi rubbed his head: "I have almost forgotten all my high school knowledge. If I are asked to take the college entrance examination again, I'm afraid I will wake up from a shock."

Not most students are like top academics like Ye Wenjun and Yu Xuemin.

When you go to college, there are many people who dawdle, skip classes, and fail classes.

I have basically forgotten everything I learned in high school.

In Gu Yuan's last life, when he was in his thirties, it happened to be during the college entrance examination day every year that he dreamed that he was back in the comprehensive science examination room, and he couldn't solve a single question. Of course, what was even worse was that not only did he not wake up from the dream, he was also worried about what would happen to his mortgage if he repeated his studies and was unable to go to work...

The dreams of cows and horses are so simple and unpretentious.

"Is it so exaggerated?"

Li Qiao's face was full of disdain, "Now bring me a copy of the college entrance examination paper, and I can still pass more than 600."

Luo Zhi knew how to make trouble. He turned around and entered the room. He took out a science and comprehensive edition of "Three Years of College Entrance Examination and Five Years of Simulation" and threw it over. "Here, let you brag. Find a question about physics and electronics." Do it..."

The friend also knew how to praise him, so he took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and said, "Let's have a private bet. If you can make it, these two hundred yuan will be yours, and I will call you daddy."

Li Qiao flipped through the book.

Everyone came closer and saw that the first few pages were written, and most of the back pages were blank.

Obviously, Luo Zhi didn't study seriously at all in the year he repeated his studies.

Many people smiled knowingly, because they were also like this when they went to college.

Li Qiao pretended to turn through a few pages, but his eyes went dark. He had almost forgotten all the theorems and formulas. He could only return the book to the other party angrily and said: "Don't do such an immoral thing on a happy day. "

Then he turned to his friend and said, "Gambling is wrong..."

"Haha, Li Qiao still likes to show off."

"Yeah, I remember him being like this in high school."

Many people laughed.

No one thought it was wrong.

"Luo Zhi, aren't you going to receive other guests? Can you just stay with us?"

Someone asked curiously.

"Need not."

Luo Zhi waved his hand, "My aunts are here to help today. My dad said that I just need to entertain you well. Besides, I don't know many of my relatives, and I don't know what to say when I go there..."

"By the way, you haven't seen my wedding photos yet."

Luo Zhi suddenly remembered something, hurriedly entered the house, and took out a lot of thick photo albums.

Open it and take a look.

The men are in suits and leather shoes, the women are charming,
It is divided into Chinese style and Western style.

Many photos were taken of each outfit and printed into a book.

Boys don't feel much about this category, but girls like to watch it. While watching it, they keep hearing about the feeling of taking wedding photos.

Ye Wenjun put the photo album on his lap, raised his ears, and listened carefully.

"tired!"

Luo Zhi sighed and waved his hand, "Taking wedding photos is like being tortured. The photographer makes you keep posing. After a day of shooting, I almost fell down from exhaustion. And these bridal shops are very cheating. They took pictures There are hundreds of photos, but I deliberately don’t give you the negatives. If you want them, you have to pay for them.”

"Anyway, I don't want to do it again in this life!"

Li Qiao smiled and pushed him, "Do you actually want to take a second shot?"

Suddenly there was another burst of laughter.

"Luo Zhi."

Gu Yuan shouted, "Do you still have your graduation photos?"

"Yes, yes, if there are graduation photos, I will definitely be able to think of many of my classmates."

Bao Ning patted his thigh affirmatively.

"exist!"

After hearing this, Luo Zhi hurried into the room and took out his graduation photos.

After receiving the graduation photos, everyone gathered together.

"this is me!"

The friend found himself in a suit.

"I'm here……"

Luo Zhi also discovered himself. After getting their graduation photos, many people looked at them at that time and kept most of them at home, so many people had a hard time finding their place.

However, Gu Yuan and Ye Wenjun were more conspicuous.

Because they were standing in the corner, facing each other.

"Hey, why didn't I find Li Qiao?"

Bao Ning looked at it for a long time, but couldn't find Li Qiao's figure in the graduation photo. He turned around curiously and asked, "Did you not go to take pictures that day?"

"What the hell, he's not from our class at all, he's a student from Class 3."

Gu Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Damn it, I don't even remember him. I always regarded Li Qiao as a member of our class."

"This guy is a spy from Class 3, kick him out of the group."

Several people shouted.

Because like Bao Ning, they all regard Li Qiao as a student in their own class.

"There's one more thing."

Luo Zhi went back to the house again, and when he came out, he had a black-covered classmate's book in his hand. It said 'Tangtang Blog', which was a very popular 'Candy House'. In addition to being exquisite, she is a slut.

The buckle in the middle can also be opened and split into pieces.

This stuff was very popular back then.

Many students, during the most difficult period of their senior year in high school, rely on writing classmate records to get through this period. Unless their relationship is so bad that they don't talk to each other, they basically give each other a piece of paper to write. Some people will also use the time of writing classmate records to ease their grievances between each other.

of course.

There are also some people who are most looking forward to receiving the classmate list from their crush. Generally, they will write it very seriously in this situation.

Or you will give the first classmate album to the person you like.

However, there are fifty or sixty people in a class, and some of them have a wide range of friends, and even write across classes. Therefore, many people receive letters from people with whom they have only ordinary relationships, and most of them write in a perfunctory way, even writing down the messages from their classmates in a running account.

Even more straightforward, even just a few words.

"Classmate Record!"

"If you don't take it out, I almost forget that I have a copy at home."

“I’m in elementary school, middle school, and high school.”

"Bring it to me quickly and take a look..."

Everyone grabbed it and turned over it one after another.

Just like graduation photos, many people keep the photos of their classmates at the bottom of their boxes after graduation and basically never look at them. Now that I see this record full of memories, I can't help but get excited, as if I have returned to the period when I was writing classmate records.

Luo Zhi's classmates are relatively fancy, which suits his personality very well.

Each page has a different color, in addition to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, there are even black pages. Of course, this kind of page must be written with a 'white pen'. In addition to the name, address, email, birthday, zodiac sign, dream, phone number, and QQ on each page, there are also horizontal comments that are quite suitable for the 'non-mainstream' era:

【Who do I think of when I am in trouble?】

There is also a special place for posting photos on the page.

of course.

No one posted photos, they all posted photos.

Most of the boys were wearing white shirts and casual ties, with their hair covering either their left or right eyes. The more showy ones were holding guitars.

As for the girls, they were wearing headbands, pouting, and putting their hands in front of their faces, or they were scissor hands, and their styles were somewhat similar.

As for the patterns, they are all surprisingly consistent.

For example: We are sugar, sweet to the point of sadness; My life is a sin; Where is the person I love? This type of copywriting will make people pick their toes in embarrassment.

"this is me!"

Everyone gathered in a circle, and every time they saw the side of themselves written to Luo Zhi, they would cheer excitedly.

However, I can't help but blush when I look at the message I wrote back then.

"Why did I write my home address as 'Mars Middle School' back then?" A girl named Ding Xiaoxiao blushed. On the classmate list she wrote for Luo Zhi, she also posted four photo stickers with different shapes.

And they all have the hairstyle of "waiting behind the curtain to listen to politics".

"Where's Gu Yuan's?"

After browsing for a long time, the friend raised his head and asked.

"In the last few moments." Luo Zhi said.

"Hey, I'm at the front..." Friends grinned at Gu Yuan.

Luo Zhi did not dare to say that he ranked his classmates according to the degree of relationship closeness. The better the relationship, the lower they were ranked, which meant that he valued them more. But he didn't explain, otherwise he would offend most people by opening his mouth, and they would have to pretend to be stupid and say nothing.

Wow!
The friend turned over slowly.

Some male classmates saw that side of themselves and quickly shouted: "Hurry up and turn over, don't look at my photo."

In the photo, he has thick hair on the corners of his mouth.

Look at him now.

The hair at the corners of his mouth has long been shaved off, and he even wears a leather jacket.

Some girls have also learned to dress up, and they seem to be two completely different people from the photos.

The penultimate page is Ye Wenjun.

Because Ye Wenjun and Gu Yuan were together for the last period of time, her position in Luo Zhi's heart also gained a lot of weight. The relationship between high school classmates is like this. Because there are no interests involved, the relationship will naturally become closer if you get close to someone and play together for a certain period of time.

The one on the last page is Gu Yuan.

Obviously.

That loan made him always grateful to Gu Yuan.

"There is actually a photo?"

What is surprising is that there is no photo sticker on that side, but a serious photo with dates marked on it: 05, 4, 03.

Luo Zhi and Gu Yuan put their arms around each other and secretly gave Gu Yuan the middle finger.

Gu Yuan put one hand in his pocket and looked directly at the camera. He seemed to notice Luo Zhi's little move, so he raised his middle finger directly towards him.

The place where the photo was taken seems to be on the playground.

"When was this photo taken?"

Gu Yuan scratched his head. He really couldn't remember it. He didn't seem to have the slightest impression.

I don’t even remember taking a picture of myself.

"In the first semester of high school, I forgot who brought a camera, and I kept this photo."

Luo Zhi explained.

"You're in the first year of high school!"

Ye Wenjun squeezed into the crowd.

He kept looking at the photos and then at Gu Yuan. Five years later, although his appearance has not changed, the youthfulness on his face has diminished, and Gu Yuan is now more mature. After thinking about it, she quickly took out her mobile phone, adjusted the focus, and took the picture with a click.

She plans to go back and upload it to QQ space.

Lu Xueyuan, who originally wanted to take pictures, saw this scene and could only take back her phone angrily.

After reading the graduation photos and classmate records.

The classmates who were a little unfamiliar sat together and you poked me and I nudged you, as if you were back in high school, back when you were eighteen, back in that classroom, but there were fewer people around each other.

(End of this chapter)