The artistic rebirth of engineering women

Chapter 112
Less than a month after receiving the graduation certificate, the high school admission notice was mailed home.

Open the envelope and take out a thin piece of hard shell paper inside.On the title page, it was in a tone she was familiar with, and there were five large characters written in smooth fonts in the middle - "Admission Notice".Below, Yanzhi's school badge lay quietly there, so low-key, but because of the meaning it represented, it seemed so ostentatious.

Yue Wenjing finally chose Yanzhi Middle School as her high school.

If she ever hesitated, the arrival of Yue Zhengze became the last and most important weight in her determination.

It's just that in this life, because she passed a selection test held by Yan Zhi before the high school entrance examination, she got a place to enter the science experimental class—although she was not exempt from being directly admitted to the high school entrance examination, she was also like Deng Lin, equivalent to getting a place in a disguised form. pass now.

However, this also means that even if she is still on the same campus, she and those old classmates who used to be close friends with her may never have any intersections between them, even her best friend Luo Tanchang .

People who are not in a strict environment can never imagine the distance between classes, or in other words, key classes and ordinary parallel classes.

In fact, she had experienced it when she was in junior high school.

The classrooms of the three key classes are on the same floor as another ordinary class——class four. Because their serial numbers are in the middle, they are brother classes with very good relations with the adjacent classes. People who love to communicate, when they meet people in their two classes, they can call them by name, say hello and so on.Although the other two classes are a little distant in comparison, most of them are familiar with each other unless they are "hermits" who are not completely unknown.

As for Class [-], even though they are on the same floor, even though she is already very active in diplomacy as the class monitor in this life, she still has no impression of this class.

It's not any kind of differential treatment. Their course arrangements, learning progress, teacher arrangements, etc. are very different. Therefore, it is destined that the closest relationship between most of their classmates is just nodding acquaintances.

In Yanzhi, the pressure and study intensity of key classes are much greater than those of ordinary classes, which may be one of the reasons why her senior year of high school was so easy.

After doing it all over again, she finally knew what it was like to be in a realm above excellence—not having the capital to be frivolous and doing whatever she wanted, but a heavier mission—the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.Because what she bears is no longer just her own honor, but the glorious history of Yanzhi Middle School over the past hundred years.

They are the main body of the continuation of the myth.Therefore, every one of them who was selected had to do their best to make themselves better and better.

Facing such a heavy responsibility with some compulsion, she was not only reluctant, but it inspired her ambition.

That's right, as one of the best class monitors in the rumors, and a person who has never been in the top ten in every exam in junior high school, how can she let herself fall behind?Besides, it's not against her will, is it?
Her hand lightly brushed the edge of the paper, and a hint of arrogance flashed through her eyes.

However, she understands the truth, thinking of the three years of junior high school that passed away so easily, she still feels a little inexplicably sad.Especially, in front of someone, she will always inadvertently reveal some fragility that she has never been aware of.

At this moment, the two were sitting by the seaside, watching the sunset slowly sinking into the horizon, Yue Wenjing felt inexplicably sad.

Leaning his head on Xiao Qinghan's shoulder, he chatted about some small things that happened in junior high school, happy, sad, complaining, and proud, with mixed feelings.If she hadn't mentioned it this time, she herself would never have imagined that so many stories had already happened.

"We just disbanded like this." The slightly rising ending voice revealed a powerless sigh that things are right and wrong.

Xiao Qinghan didn't speak, and listened carefully to her venting the whole time, holding her with one arm and shaking her with the other.When she ended with a sigh, she rubbed the hair on the top of her head with her chin, and said dotingly: "Little daughter's emotions." Feeling the slight resistance of the person in his arms, as if expressing his dissatisfaction, he So before she could make a sound, she said again: "But it's rare." Then, her hand was squeezed hard.

"I know. It's just that I still feel a little sad occasionally." The two quarreled for a while, and finally subsided. Yue Wenjing buried his head in his arms and said in a muffled voice.

"Yeah." Putting one hand on her neck, he gently kissed her forehead, seemingly silently comforting her.

The boredom and sorrow caused by the setting sun gradually subsided, Yue Wenjing exhaled deeply, and hooked Xiao Qinghan's finger. "Let's go, let's experience the customs and customs of this coastal city!" After finishing speaking, he returned to his previous full of vitality.

Seeing that her gloomy expression was swept away, Xiao Qinghan also breathed a sigh of relief.Without bringing up that topic again, the two walked into the night market by the sea together.

They arrived at Binhai yesterday, and the purpose is self-evident--tourism.

It's quite embarrassing to say that, in the two lifetimes combined, Yue Wenjing has never seen the appearance of the sea. The only similar experience he had was to go to southern Xinjiang to see the mysterious and beautiful Xunxian Lake there.

At that time, she was deeply fascinated by the bewitching and refreshing blue, and she had the wish to see the sea once in her lifetime.I remember that when Zang Mu mentioned in the dormitory before the small vacation in college that she was going to play with her classmates who were studying in Binhai, she was still envious.However, when she was invited to go together, due to various considerations, she finally refused.

Who knows, after that, there will be no more chances.

This life has finally paid off.

Looking at the people around him again, Yue Wenjing couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling softly.This is another kind of consummation, right?
Because Xiao Qinghan's vacation was not long, they could only stay here for a week.However, it was enough for Yue Wenjing to fall in love with this city.

The folk customs of Binhai are very simple, and the local residents are very hospitable.It is different from the arrogance of the people in the capital, and also different from the aggressive and casual nature of Tanzhou. Compared with the boldness and roughness of Mobei, and the exotic customs of southern Xinjiang, it is another experience.People living in seaside cities seem to be contaminated with the breath of the sea. When the weather is calm, they are gentle and tolerant of everything.

Yue Wenjing took away a delicate little conch, and took this wonderful experience with him.When you are bored or depressed, stick it to your ear, and listen to the sound of the waves coming from inside, and the impetuous mood can also be calmed down.

The moment she set foot on the return journey, she didn't necessarily feel much reluctance and sadness.It's like saying goodbye to an old friend, no matter whether we can see each other or not, but because of the memory of a confidant, so the world is like neighbors.

Goodbye by fate, Binhai.

(End of this chapter)