Our Days of Youth, Beautiful as a Poem

After the monthly exam, there was a wailing.

"Lao Zhang, a liar."

"It's so hard, Mom, math is so hard, why is it so hard."

Sitting among these people, Qi Cheng seemed confident. The monthly test has never been something to worry about for her top student. Her current mind is focused on another thing-the reading club.

Each academic year, there will be four important activities in the two semesters of Shangqing. It has a long history and is commonly known as the Four Meetings of Shangqing.

Book clubs, New Year's concerts, sports meets, and graduation ceremonies.

The monthly exam is also over, and soon it will be the cycle of the book club. This is the first large-scale event Pei Qingfei will host after being elected as the student council president. She herself is quite calm, but Qi Cheng is very nervous.

After the monthly exam, everyone's state is inevitably a little slack, but Qi Cheng sits in distress and looks like a bitter bitter hatred.

Jiang Chu teased her, "Why? Smashed the exam?"

Qi Cheng gave the other party a white look, "Reading club. After class today, the presidium is meeting, please don't tell me that I didn't receive the notice."

Jiang Chu smiled and said, "Just for this? You are not participating in the first year. It is not easy to take pictures of gourds."

Qi Cheng looked at the other person's heartlessness, and said helplessly: "It's always the same every year, you don't feel annoying."

Wonders in the world!

Qi Cheng actually feels that the activities must be different from year to year.

This guy has a lot of spooky ideas, but he is too lazy. After a year, he is thinking of playing some new tricks, but the only reason is that Pei Qingfei is the student president of this year.

It's as if you are holding a pearl in your hand and wishing to be the most gorgeous box to bring her to the front.

"You really love Qing Fei." Jiang Chu couldn't help but thumb up.

At the end of the day's course, the heads of the presidium of the student union met in the multimedia classroom on the ground floor of the second teaching building of Shangqing High School.

Of course, the student union has its own activity room, but right now this class is coming from the first year of high school. Jiang Chu and Teacher Wei of the Information Center have a good relationship, so he opened a small stove and got a spare key. They can use all the equipment in this multimedia classroom.

The Reading Club in Shangqing High School is one of the oldest among the Four Clubs. It has been retained since the establishment of the school. It aims to share their reading results between students and students, and students and teachers, and recommend meaningful books to each other. Enrich everyone's knowledge and vision.

The intention is very good, but these years have all been stereotypes. Randomly find a few student representatives and teacher representatives from the three grades, and take the manuscript to the front to read their own reading experience and experience, and then the students sitting in the audience He was drowsy, and finally everyone clapped together and ended the year's reading activities smoothly.

Qi Cheng had already participated once, and she really didn't want to participate in such a boring event a second time.

Pei Qingfei didn't want to, so she made some preparations.

The projection screen of the multimedia classroom was well used by her. Although it was only a discussion within the presidium, Pei Qingfei also made a presentation.

"I think everyone should have the same idea." Pei Qingfei opened a ppt file while linking the USB flash drive. She smiled and said, "I don't want to let such boring activities come from my own hands."

Counting Pei Qingfei, the university’s multimedia classroom has a total of five people, including Jiang Chu in style and sports, Qi Cheng in the secretariat, organizing He Wenhua, and promoting Xiao Jin. The original quiet atmosphere was broken by a shout of one person.

"Yes." Qi Cheng raised his hands and responded positively.

"So, I want to make this year's book club activity a little more novel." Pei Qing smiled.

"Okay, okay." Qi Cheng looked like an echo worm.

Jiang Chu helplessly covered his face. Among the five people here, he and Qi Cheng were in the same class. He really couldn't afford to lose this person.

He Wenhua is the squad leader of the second and third class of high school. He is deep and steady. He doesn't talk much, but he is reliable. From the beginning of high school, he has been in the organization department with Qi Cheng and has undertaken a lot of organization and arrangement work. He didn't express his opinion immediately, but wanted to wait for Pei Qingfei's ideas to be fully displayed before making a conclusion.

Xiao Jin is also from the science class, the 28th grade of high school, and he is gentle and gentle, but speaking, there is a long list of non-stop, and he is more suitable for leading the propaganda department than Qi Cheng. Right now, he has a completely different reaction from He Wenhua. He also belongs to the type of out-of-thinking. Before Pei Qingfei starts to show it, he has already put forward a lot of opinions.

Pei Qingfei’s activity plan is not too complicated, but the format is completely different from before. "I think we can arrange a large mailbox so that everyone and every teacher in Shangqing can write a handwritten letter. Put it inside, and after collecting all, everyone will take a copy. People who think they have drawn a good reading recommendation can raise their hands and share with everyone. What do you think?" After Pei Qingfei finished speaking, A pair of jet black eyes swept across several people, and finally landed on Qi Orange.

"How can the quality of the letter be guaranteed?" Qi Cheng asked.

Pei Qingfei smiled, "We don’t make hard and fast rules about this. It can be detailed or simple, even if there are only two or two finishing touches. The letters shared on the stage on the day of the event are checked by the recipient, and they are really written. It’s good enough to make people want to read it out and share it with everyone.”

"If you change the format of the book club rashly, will there be any resistance from the school?" Qi Cheng said again.

Pei Qingfei tilted his head, as if wondering why Qi Cheng would ask such a question, "I can talk to Lao Hu, I believe he will approve it, and the school will let us communicate at that time."

Qi Cheng finally let out a somewhat artificial sigh, "In the end, I'm really afraid that some people will take this opportunity to turn the reading club into a large-scale confession scene."

Pei Qingfei shrugged, "I have confidence in our Shangqing classmates. Everyone knows what occasion and what to do. Everyone knows very well in their hearts. Even if an unplanned situation occurs in the end, it is in line with our Shangqing philosophy, freedom, democracy and pluralism. Isn’t it?

Qi Cheng looked at Pei Qingfei, who was talking about his own questions, with a sense of pride spontaneously.

Qi Cheng asked if he could ask, and Pei Qingfei's answers were all reasonable and orderly. Naturally, the other people had nothing else to say.

Jiang Chu felt that Qi Cheng had deliberately asked these questions before them, so that Pei Qingfei would never fail to come to the stage because of other people's problems.

Scheming, Jiang Chu sighed.

Just as Jiang Chu was still trying to figure out Qi Cheng's thoughts, several other people had unanimously approved Pei Qingfei's proposal, and it was not too early, and everyone said goodbye to amiable.

Hey?

Is this going to go?

Jiang Chu only reacted, and a key flew towards Jiang Chu with a beautiful arc.

In order to avoid being hit by the key, Jiang Chu stretched out his hand and took it down neatly.

"Jiang Chu, the rest is up to you." Qi Cheng greeted Jiang Chu happily.

"Please." Xiao Jin hung his schoolbag on one side and waved to Jiang Chu.

He Wenhua didn't say anything, but simply nodded, expressing his thoughts.

Pei Qingfei had a little bit of conscience, and he could see a hint of embarrassment, but he didn't let Jiang Chu look at it for too long. Qi Cheng grabbed her hand and took the person away directly.

"Ah, hello, at least one person is left. I do the screen, turn off the device, and cut off the power alone. Do you have humanity? I want to go home for dinner too, okay? Hello."

Jiang Chu's screams echoed in the underground multimedia classroom.

The four people who ran away in advance can naturally hear it.

"Do you want to go back and have a look?" Pei Qingfei looked at everyone.

Qi Cheng smiled and took Pei Qingfei's arm, swaying like a kid who had succeeded in a prank, "Don't worry, who is inside, Jiang Chu, Jiang Ban, these little things, he doesn't need to say anything. It's done in minutes."

Xiao Jin, who is always the fastest, did not **** He Wenhua today. He nodded when he pushed his glasses and said, "Qi Cheng is right."

The few people who happily abandoned Jiang Chu on the road, rode their bicycles and bid farewell at the school gate.

At this moment, the sun is sinking, and the sky is covered with orange-red glow.

The two people walked on the broken bridge, looking from a distance, the eastward stream was sparkling, the evening breeze helped, and the orange-red waves rolled eastward, as if there was no end and tirelessly.

Qi Cheng felt that the hands around her waist seemed to be tight, so she stopped the car directly with her right foot on the ground.

"Look at it before leaving?" Qi Cheng asked with a smile.

The answer after waiting was that Pei Qingfei nodded vigorously.

Two people stood on Wangan Bridge, watching the sunset calmly retreating inch by inch. The whole process was short and long. The semicircle formed a line, the line formed a point, and finally became invisible.

The sky and the earth are shrouded in a layer of gray, which is the middle zone between day and night, but the Lingjiang River in Wumengmeng is still rushing.

"I really want to go to the Bridge of Sighs together. I heard that there is the most beautiful sunset in the world." Qi Cheng couldn't help but sigh as he looked into the distance.

"Oh."

Ok?

Just one word?

"Don't you have anything else to say?" Qi Cheng asked puzzledly.

"Say what?" Pei Qingfei said.

"Sigh for the beauty of the creator, or, or something else, are you a kid studying literature?" Qi Cheng said.

"Have you ever heard of it, there is no reason behind the title." Pei Qingfei preached in a serious manner.

"Have you been there?" Qi Cheng asked.

Pei Qingfei shook his head, "I guess."

"Cut, there is no romantic feeling at all." Qi Orange complained.

After the sun set, the night gradually enveloped the entire Lingjiang City, and the two looked at the time.

"It's okay, I'm going to be read again if I don't go back, Qing Fei will come up soon and go home." Qi Orange exclaimed.

Pei Qingfei didn't hurry and jumped on Qi Cheng's bicycle sideways. She wrapped Qi Cheng's waist, tilted her head slightly, and leaned against Qi Cheng's back.

Qi Cheng is tall and thin, tall and slender, but inevitably thinner, but this kind of back still makes Pei Qingfei feel safe. She looks in the direction of the setting sun. The sun is long gone. It will be there. In the night, just waiting for the arrival of a new day, a touch of nostalgia flashed through Pei Qingfei's eyes.

Bridge of Sighs, the most beautiful sunset in the world?

No, it does not exist. The most beautiful sunset must be accompanied by the most important person at the best age.

The author has something to say: I am happiest by doing things I like with people I like.

For Pei Qingfei, the most beautiful sunset in the world is not on the Bridge of Sighs, right in front of him.