The three of them pulled eggs on the rooftop for an hour. When they came down, they happened to see their head teacher Cao Xuejun coming up from downstairs.

"Hello, old class."

"Well! Let me tell you something when I get back to class." Cao Xuejun came over and waved his hand.

Xia Feng and Ma Xiaoguang returned to Class 32, while Deng Wenjie went to Class 34.

The slightly noisy class slowly returned to peace after Cao Xuejun came in, and finally the needle could be heard.

"Students, you will go to the exam room next Wednesday..."

Cao Xuejun replayed the old tune.

However, the not-heavy tone became solemn because of the short five words "next Wednesday".

Especially the "elites" in the back three rows, their expressions that are indifferent all day long have become more confused at this time.

Among these people, 99% are about to enter society.

However, they were only 18 years old, wearing a cloth clothes, bare hands and no one even had a wooden sword, so they had to face the "monster" of society.

I don’t know if they regret not studying hard when they were beaten by society many years later?

The next week, the atmosphere in the senior year of high school became more and more depressing.

The school holidays are on two days before the exam, and the students make arrangements at the school themselves.

No one tear up books, no one throws quilts, and most people are still reading books and memorizing knowledge points.

A few students took out their notebooks and asked everyone to write graduation gifts, but they were stopped by Cao Xuejun. He said that after the exam, they would have to estimate their scores together, fill in their application forms, and write gifts on the bus.

The morning before the exam, the school organized a test room to see the exam room. Xia Feng's test room was in a high school on the outskirts of the city called "Nanyuan" High School.

However, in his previous life, he changed his name to "Zhongjiao" high school in 2007.

Xia Feng felt that the name was changed to a high level. Nanyuan was homophonic to "difficult to fulfill" and difficult to realize his dream. It was just that he could not get into college. The suburbs were homophonic to "deal". When it was successful, it was natural. This name was so auspicious.

In the afternoon, Cao Xuejun went to the class to talk about a lot of precautions about the examination room. The general requirement was to relax and check for omissions.

One of them is to prevent others from plagiarizing or even snatching test papers.

At the same time, I specifically reminded several top students in the class not to expose their mock exam results. People don’t know how good your level is and will not rashly copy you.

"That's it! Finally, I wish you all a victory and a triumphant return!"

"Smack sex..."

Everyone applauded desperately, and the emotional classmates were even more tearful.

Even Ma Xiaoguang's eyes were red.

Xia Feng curled his lips and said, "Don't you put on the pig's nose and put on garlic."

Ma Xiaoguang reached out to wipe his eyes and said sadly: "Hey, Brother Feng, I'm really sad."

"You're so excited, right?" Xia Feng spat and raised his hand and shouted: "Teacher, Ma Xiaoguang saw that everyone was nervous and said he wanted to go on stage to sing a song to relax."

More than 60 pairs of eyes in the class looked at Xia Feng in a "swish".

Cao Xuejun stood in front of the podium and smiled and said, "Okay, come up!"

Ma Xiaoguang said in grief and anger: "………Brother Feng, I won't take you as cheating as you do."

Xia Feng laughed and said, "Go, I'm afraid of a hammer! I'll graduate the day after tomorrow. If you don't show off, you won't have a chance."

Everyone next to him followed suit and cheered, "Ma Xiaoguang...Ma Xiaoguang...Ma Xiaoguang..."

Ma Xiaoguang stood up with a blushing face and said in a voice that only he could hear: "I...I can't sing."

At the call of the whole class, Ma Xiaoguang walked up to the podium with a stuttering voice: "I...I like listening to music...but I really...I really can't sing..."

After saying that, Ma Xiaoguang looked at Xia Feng and saw him grinning so happily. Suddenly, an inspiration flashed through his mind and said, "By the way, Xia Feng can sing, especially Cantonese songs, which sing very well. Everyone applauded and welcomed me!"

As he said that, Ma Xiaoguang took the lead in applauding, "Baoba..."

Xia Feng: "*&…%￥#@!"

"Xia Feng, come up~" Cao Xuejun followed with a smile.

Xia Feng grinned.

He didn't expect to joke with Ma Xiaoguang, but ended up cheating himself.

But at least he was the boss of the company for nearly ten years, so this kind of small scene is certainly not a problem for him.

Get up and strode towards the podium.

Ma Xiaoguang quickly moved out of his position.

Xia Feng said with a smile: "I don't have any tone, so I won't sing anymore. Let's chat.

That...my grandfather used to be a veterinarian, but of course, he has gone to the fore. In my second year of junior high school.

Although my grandfather is a veterinarian, he is also a literary lover. His biggest hobby is to study poetry, songs and essays."

Ma Xiaoguang, who was standing next to Xia Feng, was puzzled in his heart, "Didn't he say that his grandfather didn't know if he had a big word, and he didn't know if he had a shoulder pole fell down. When did he become a literary enthusiast? He also likes to study poetry, songs?"

"Influenced by my grandfather, my dad also liked reading since he was a child. It mainly martial arts novels.

My grandfather likes me very much. I remember a serious sentence to me before my death. It is very meaningful and I still remember it very clearly.

Now I will give my grandfather’s words to all the classmates.”

At this point, Xia Feng paused for a moment, and then said, "If you fall in love with someone in the future and he is a boy, you can give him a photo of the sunset; if it is a girl, give her a photo of the snow scene."

"Supporting the Role" Ma Xiaoguang asked: "Why?"

Xia Feng was very satisfied with his performance, so he gave him an admirable look, and then said with a smile: "Because you look at the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening, I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit; and because I admire the flowers in spring and the snow in winter, I miss you when I wake up and miss you when I dream!"

The girls in the class were stunned for a moment before they understood what it meant and they covered their mouths and cried out in a whisper.

“Wow, it’s so beautiful ~”

“Yes, it’s so romantic~”

“…”

The boy tasted it and slowly came back to the taste. Xia Feng was teaching them to pick up girls, and they howled.

Writing such romantic sentences to girls you like will definitely greatly improve the success rate of pursuit.

Cao Xuejun also nodded secretly, applauded and said, "It's OK."

The classmates who came to their senses in the class applauded together.

"Baoba..."

...

July 7th, Wednesday, the light summer heat, the weather is sunny.

In the late 1990s, the whole society paid far less attention to the college entrance examination than it was later. It was shut down, road closure, and parents accompanied the exam. Everyone hid their attention to the college entrance examination in their hearts.

Just like Zhou Yumei, although she knew that Xia Feng could not get into college, she still told him to have some rest last night, and this morning she cooked two eggs for him for the first time.

Before leaving, Lao Xia gave him 50 yuan, asking him to buy some food when he was hungry, and also told him not to feel psychologically stressed.

Is Xia Feng under pressure?

Of course there is.

He was afraid that he would not be able to go to college even if he was afraid, so he would have to go to society and start a boring life of making money.

At 6:40, Xia Feng arrived at the entrance of the old alley of the Meat Cotton Factory, but Lin Wanjing was not there.

Xia Feng was a little strange and nervous.

Lin Wanjing did not take the college entrance examination in her previous life. I don’t know if the appearance of his butterfly can rewritten her fate...

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

20 minutes.

Half an hour...

Xia Feng felt more and more panic, and he couldn't help but run into the entrance of the old alley.

When he was about to run to the end, he saw a white shadow running towards him.

After a closer look, it was Lin Wanjing.

Xia Feng's heart, which was about to jump out of his throat, finally fell down and stood there waiting for her to come.

Lin Wanjing also saw him. When she was about to reach him, her steps slowed down and then slowly walked to him. Her two somewhat rough hands were uneasy in the edge of the canvas schoolbag and whispered: "Yes... I'm sorry."

Xia Feng didn't ask anything, just come.

Hold her hand and turn around and run.

It was already 7:40 when we arrived at the school, and the students were already lined up.

Now unlike later, everything has to be followed by the school's arrangements and acted in a unified manner.

Seeing Xia Feng coming, Cao Xuejun handed him the admission ticket, "Why are you so slow? If you don't take the exam, you have to pretend to behave."

Xia Feng wiped the sweat from his head and grinned his teeth and said, "I read books all night last night, but I got up late."

Cao Xuejun: "...Okay, don't be poor. Line up and set off right away."

Just as Cao Xuejun was talking, the bus came over there.
Chapter completed!