The rebirth of a small town, starting from birth

"Another person has sent a love letter to Brother Bing!" Zhang Yuan was more excited to see this than when someone else sent him a love letter. He didn't even see what was on the paper, but he started to shout.

Hearing this, everyone in the class suddenly perked up and cast gossipy eyes towards Chen Bing.

Shang Yunmiao didn't want to gossip. She was only deeply alert. Damn, I have to stay up late to write a love letter tonight!

Before things got irreversible, Chen Bing raised the "love letter" in his hand and explained loudly to the people around him: "It's to write a yearbook. You think too much."

After hearing Chen Bing's words and taking a closer look at the paper in his hand, everyone's eyes showed a little disappointment. What? I thought someone else came to confess to Chen Bing.

However, this little misunderstanding reminded everyone in the class.

It is a common practice to find someone to write a yearbook during the elementary school graduation season. For children of Chen Bing's age, or those born earlier, because electronic contact methods are not yet popular, they have to ask classmates to leave contact information and other personal information every graduation season.

For a time, all kinds of exquisite yearbooks would fly into bookstores near the school and become popular commodities.

So, after seeing that some people had already started preparing yearbooks, the classmates in the class were tempted. Several people who had already bought them but had not yet given them out also took advantage of the incident just now to give their yearbooks to people in the class.

Except for a few people who didn't want to participate, everyone, no matter how close they were, would hand in their yearbooks one by one, even if it was the opposite sex that they had avoided before, they could give them out openly at this time.

So, in a short break, all kinds of exquisite papers flew onto everyone's desk like snowflakes, making everyone overwhelmed. Among them, it was not Chen Bing but Shang Yunmiao who received the most.

Unexpectedly, right?

In fact, as a beautiful, kind, neatly dressed, and good-achieving little girl, Shang Yunmiao is quite popular among girls.

Boys are not as thoughtful as girls, so most of the first to buy the yearbook are girls. Shang Yunmiao naturally became the one who gained the most, which also reflects her popularity from the side.

Shang Yunmiao, who was trapped in this painful happiness, put on a happy and troubled expression, and then she picked up her pen and wrote the yearbook carefully one by one. Because the workload was heavy, her work was far from finished even if it continued until the school bell rang.

After school, while pushing her cart and talking with Chen Bing, she was still thinking about her unfinished yearbook.

"By the way, Chen Bing. Should we buy one too?"

"Forget it, there's no point in doing that. After a few years, most of the classmates in elementary school won't even remember their names."

The words of the adult Chen Bing were very realistic, and they immediately extinguished the enthusiasm that had just risen in Shang Yunmiao's heart. However, after seeing the change in Xiao Shang's expression, he immediately added: "But if you want to buy it, I can go with you."

After hearing Chen Bing's turn, Shang Yunmiao hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"Chen Bing, I will do whatever you do with you!"

You are so good, I will reward you with a kiss.

Just kidding, this is still outside, you can't mess around. Of course, you can't do it at home.

After a short rest at home, Chen Bing and the others returned to school, and then continued to face the yearbooks that were pouring in like a tide.

Unlike Chen Bing's hasty and casual writing when writing the yearbook. Shang Yunmiao treated every yearbook very seriously. Except for filling in the wrong address and leaving the phone number and QQ as a small number according to Chen Bing's requirements, he wrote everything else well.

Not only did he write a lot of "what I want to say" and "future message" and other messy things, but he also wrote a series of touching words based on his common experiences with each classmate.

Of course, under Chen Bing's supervision, writing to boys is definitely a different matter.

This is not possessiveness, this is clearly the discipline that a big brother should have over his younger brothers.

In this way, under Chen Bing's supervision, Shang Yunmiao hastily finished writing the last yearbook in his hand, which was given by a boy.

"Okay, give it to me, I'll give it to him later." After pressing Shang Yunmiao's shoulder to stop her from getting up, Chen Bing took the yearbook from her hand, and then walked a few more steps to distribute it one by one.

"Thank you, Brother Bing! Your handwriting is so beautiful!"

After returning the last yearbook, Chen Bing waved to the classmate who said this to indicate that it was okay, and then prepared to turn around and return to his.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Bing, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

"What?"

"Where do you want to go to junior high school? I want to continue to be your classmate."

The boy who spoke ranked about fifth in the class, so if he really wanted to follow, there would be no problem with the school.

"Well, I plan to go to Baishi No. 1 Middle School."

"Why not Experimental No. 1 Middle School? I thought you would go there, Brother Bing."

"Because... someone has to stay here." Chen Bing didn't think about explaining in detail to the classmates in front of him. He got excited and said something he thought of casually.

Someone has to stay here...

Although I don't understand it very well, it's so handsome! Just like what the protagonist says before turning around and leaving in the anime!

After repeating it in his mind a few times, the boy excitedly told the conversation he had just had with Chen Bing to others.

Soon, the news that Chen Bing planned to go to Baishi No. 1 Middle School spread throughout the class. Many people gathered together and discussed Chen Bing's choice.

"Why don't I tell my mother that I want to go to Baishi No. 1 Middle School, so that I can still be classmates with Chen Bing."

"But it's hard to get into the science and technology class of Baishi No. 1 Middle School."

"Yes, it would be terrible if I were to go to a regular class. I heard from my mother that the teachers in the regular class would even play mahjong during class."

"But if the grades are good, there is still a chance to be promoted to a higher class, right?"

"I don't think I have that possibility."

After the discussion, they all sighed and lamented, thinking that it was all regret for their unsatisfactory grades.

"I heard that Baishi No. 1 Middle School will hold an entrance exam next Sunday. Is it too late for me to start studying now?"

"It's just an ordinary class. As long as you study hard after entering junior high school, you will definitely be promoted. What do you think, Zhang Yuan?"

Hearing someone calling his name, Zhang Yuan pursed his lips: "My grades are not good, and my mother may not agree to let me go to Baishi No. 1 Middle School."

"Is that so..."

At this moment, accompanied by the graduation season of grades, volunteers, and further studies, the students felt the pain of separation for the first time. Because the sixth grade class of the 17th graduating class has been better than other classes in terms of grades, activities, and class backbones in the past few years, her class cohesion is also much better accordingly.

For a moment, when everyone present thought that such a big family was about to fall apart because of graduation, they were filled with a little sadness.

It turns out that childhood will not last forever.