I have to teach the world a lesson

It's late summer and autumn has not yet arrived.

The bustling Yanjing is full of flowers.

The evening sunlight shines through the window into the desk, dyeing it a light red.

On the desk, Lin Xia took off her glasses and stretched lazily, then felt an indescribable feeling of reluctance.

After two and a half years of hard work, the final draft of the 200,000-word novel "That Summer" was finally completed. Just like the three-year journey of high school, it finally came to an end.

"Finally finished?"

"It's finished!"

"Okay, I'll contact the editor-in-chief right away to plan the publication. Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard work, it's you who worked hard. During this period, thanks to your guidance..."

"Hey, don't say that. This is what I should do. Wait for my good news."

"good!"

After Lin Xia sent the 200,000 manuscript to the editor's mailbox of [Daystar Publishing House], he briefly exchanged greetings with the editor and then closed the computer.

The sunset is about to set, and the sunset glow in the distance is red, like a flame, burning all over the sky.

She stood up and glanced at the graduation photo on the table.

In the graduation photo, three years of time seemed like a fleeting glimpse of a dream. The appearance of every classmate was imprinted in Lin Xia's mind. Memories came in like a wave, making her feel a sense of disappointment.

[Some people are destined to only accompany us on a very short journey. No matter how reluctant they are to leave, they just wave their hands]

[Wave your hands and leave, and you will leave forever. Apart from the figures in your memory, you will leave nothing behind.]

Thinking of the last paragraph in the book "Youth", Lin Xia suddenly became extremely sad. She picked up her graduation photo, looked at the faces in the photo, and recalled each person's story.

The memory goes back to the last class before graduation and after the college entrance examination.

There is no heavy academic work, no stressful college entrance examination, and no whip-like employment pressure. Everyone is chatting about the future, talking about the future, and talking about employment.

Gao Fei's NBA basketball dream, Zhang Panpan's singer's dream, Shen Lanlan's animation dream, Zhang Mengjie's loud confession...

Before going their separate ways, everyone was thinking about the best future, and said some words that they had not dared to say in class, but as they said it, they somehow brought tears of farewell.

[You are the best class I have ever taught. May you have a bright future, may you have a rainbow all the way, may you be young when you return many years later! 】

The head teacher "Monk" who once called them shit also rarely praised everyone. After blessing them, everyone left the classroom in a hurry.

Class 2, Grade 3, is the best class in Cangdong County and the best class in the entire Canghai District College Entrance Examination in 2009!

Recalling his past achievements, Lin Xia couldn't help but feel a little proud, and a crescent moon appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She was the best in the entire class and one of the few people in Canghai District who was admitted to Yenching University.

After feeling proud for a while, she put her graduation photo back on her desk. After gathering her emotions, she picked up the novel "The Last Penny" by Tsarist Russian writer Chikolu and read it.

Chikolu is one of Lin Xia's favorite writers. At the same time, I heard that he is the hottest nominee for this year's Nobel Prize in Literature and one of the popular writers that the organizing committee is most looking forward to.

"The Last Penny" is a book that is profound and simple. It uses the protagonist as a thread and connects the joys and anger of each character in a very humorous way. Lin Xia was immersed in it, and before she knew it, the time had reached six o'clock in the evening.

The setting sun has already set, and the sunset glow has turned half the sky red.

Lin Xia reluctantly put down the book, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen.

Although, in school, she is a gentle, sensitive girl wearing glasses, but deep down she is an independent woman.

My mother is busy with work. Although she meets her every day, she can barely talk for a few words before being interrupted by countless phone calls. Then she always leaves home in a hurry. My father, on the other hand, is abroad all the year round and rarely sees me a few times a year. Even though I was admitted to Yenching University, I only received a phone call from my father to praise him and never came back.

Lin Xia has been sensible since she was a child. Although she occasionally passed by a shopping mall and saw other parents taking their children to visit other shopping malls, she would be envious. However, she understood her parents and never complained. When she was in junior high school, she also began to gradually try He lived independently. After graduating from high school, he fired the aunt his parents invited and officially moved to Yanjing to live alone.

After walking into the kitchen, she put on her apron and started making dinner by herself.

At this moment, the phone kept ringing.

She frowned, took out her phone, and saw text messages.

[Lin Xia, now that I have graduated, can I invite you to have a meal with me? I have something to tell you! 】

[Lin Xia, there is a sentence that I have buried in my heart for a long time...]

[Lin Xia, I like you! 】

【……】

Seeing these text messages, Lin Xia couldn't help but blush, and began to feel panicked and at a loss.

Text messages are messages of confession.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence or a prank, but Gao Fei, the sports committee member of the next class, and Xu Kangjian, the study committee member of the class, sent themselves text messages at almost the same time.

Lin Xia finally replied a few words, "Thank you for your like, but, I'm sorry..."

After replying, she turned her phone to silent.

These boys were great, but she didn't like them.

It seems that subconsciously, she doesn't want to fall in love at this time?

or……

After falling in love, even after being together, many people can't stand college or the turmoil of society and eventually break up...

Isn’t that what is written in many books?

future?

Who knows the future!

Lin Xia put the phone next to her, smiled suddenly, and then continued to make dinner.

"I am Lin Xia's classmate!"

"I am really a classmate of Lin Xia's owner..."

"Ouch, I really don't know what to say to you. I'm a student, and students don't have mobile phones!"

"I'm really not one to post small advertisements...these advertisements, oh..."

"You let me in, at least let me meet the forest owner, right?"

"I can understand you, but please understand me. Why don't I just take off my clothes and let you see it? I really didn't bring any advertisement. I told you, I just got off the advertising truck..."

"I don't sell anything, I don't even have a mobile phone, how can I sell it!"

"..."

Just as she was about to start making dinner, there was a commotion at the door.

After hearing a familiar voice, Lin Xia frowned slightly, then turned off the gas and walked outside the house.

outside the house.

Under the afterglow of sunset.

Lin Xia saw a young man with disheveled hair and wearing [Senran Integrated Stove] work clothes, breaking away from the hands of a group of security guards and running towards him...

"Classmate Lin!"

"Classmate Lin... I am Zhang Sheng, and I am your deskmate!"

"I want to talk to you about dreams..."

"You need me, I am sure you need me, I will be the noble person who changes your life!"

"Give me a minute, no, give me thirty seconds!"

"Don't look at me dressed like this. In fact, I am a writer and I am experiencing life..."

"..."