Quick Pass Raiders: Male God, beg for the top!

Chapter 26 University Slag Reconstruction Program

Chapter 26 University Slag Reconstruction Program (25)

"By the way, apart from these trivial matters, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

"I decided... to work hard."

"Just like when you fell in love with the old man and lived and died for him like a fool, I also fell in love with someone, and I am willing to pick up that bit of dignity and work hard for her."

"Yes, besides this, there is one more."

"Mom, I will have no relatives in the future. After so many years, I have really been disappointed."

"I'm really disappointed. It just so happens that I'm an adult now and can survive independently."

"After that, there's nothing left."

"If you're lucky, in June this year, I'll come to you to burn paper and tell you about my grades..."

"If it's not a fluke." When he thought of this, he was inexplicably afraid. After a moment of silence, he kowtowed towards the tombstone, "Mom, please bless me, let me be lucky."

Thirty years.

In the huge cemetery, among countless tombstones, a handsome young man in a long black down jacket walked slowly.

He straightened his back, in the cold winter snowflakes, with a calm expression.

Step by step.

To the distance, to the future, to...

my beloved girl.
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After New Year's Eve, Yu Yang's calls came on time.

Yan Xiao glanced at his call records casually, and didn't know if he didn't read them. He was startled when he saw it, and in a blink of an eye, the winter vacation was about to pass.

Logging in to QQ, watching the dormitory students in the QQ group of the class already discussing the matter of moving the quilt to the dormitory tomorrow, Yan Xiao felt a little conscious of starting school.

The day before school started, Yu Yang's call came an hour earlier than usual.

"Scholar~"

"What happened today that made you so happy?"

On the other side, Yu Yang smiled and stroked the last number on the calendar, "It's nothing, but school starts tomorrow, I'm very happy."

Yan Xiao laughed.

Hearing her laughter, Yu Yang also laughed.

The two of them laughed into the microphone for a long time. In the end, Yu Yang reported on his recent study. Yan Xiao did a small spot check on him as usual. Here comes a word.

Yu Yang said in a low voice.

"Xueba, see you tomorrow morning."
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On the first day of school, both Yu Yang and Yan Xiao came very early.

After meeting at the desk, Yu Yang felt that his whole body was full of vigor and vitality. When he saw her, he couldn't help but bloom a flower in his heart to sway.

At about 08:30, the class teacher came to the school to roll the roll.

After the roll call, Yan Xiao found that the head teacher had written on the blackboard with red chalk in the lower right corner of the blackboard, the countdown to the college entrance examination: 118 days.

A very simple line of words, but the meaning represented by this line of words——

Yan Xiao glanced left and right, and many students who were a little impetuous just now quieted down.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, the homeroom teacher cleared his throat and started the annual 'On the College Entrance Examination'.

Although the Chinese teacher is not big, she has a very loud voice, yes, not only her...

On this floor, all the graduating classes are filled with the rhetoric of the teachers.

You are in the third year of high school, and you are only 110 days away from the college entrance examination. On that day, you will bring a pen and paper, and the knowledge you have learned in the past 12 years, and use your own pen to outline your future destiny.

The teacher said on the stage that the college entrance examination is not the only way out, nor is it that if you are admitted to a good university, you can be carefree and smooth for the rest of your life.

But at present, an offer from a prestigious school is the first ticket to a bright future!
 good night

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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