When the red bold Arabic numerals in the upper right corner of the blackboard changed from double digits to single digits, the college entrance examination officially entered the countdown.

The students' pre-exam anxiety gradually became covered by the sad emotions that were about to part.

Just like after the control personnel of the rocket presses "ignition", it will slowly rise from the launch pad.

You may wonder why it is rising so slowly? When will it take to send the satellite it is on to outer space.

However, in the short time you were thinking, its body had quickly become smaller in your eyes as you stopped and looked up, and soon your naked eyes could no longer capture it.

The so-called graduation is the same. Every student in the class is now a rocket waiting for launch on the launch pad. After a period of time, they will be an audience member who is staying on the viewing platform at the distance at the rocket launch center with a look of surprise.

The next day after the countdown, Zhu Yuhang and Ye Yu returned to school, filling the originally vacant classroom with students again.

Although Zhu Yuhang said, "There is nothing good in Europe, so he just came back early." But everyone knows that he and Ye Yu came back specifically to graduate.

Jiang Lanqing stopped the pen in his hand and looked at Ye Yu carefully. This classmate obviously became more beautiful after spending his honeymoon.

The clothes on her body are no longer school uniforms with monotonous colors, but sweatshirts with beautiful patterns. The patterns on Zhu Yuhang's sweatshirt standing next to her can just be spliced ​​into a complete heart shape, and the diamonds on the earrings reflect the brilliance of the rising sun.

She went from a student who didn't want to dress up to an exquisite little woman, which also attracted the attention of the rest of the boys in the class.

Some people also regretted it in their hearts. "Damn, if I had known Ye Yu was so obedient, I would have confessed. It was obvious that I was her deskmate at the beginning."

"This girl's figure has improved a little!" Zhang Fan sighed in a low voice.

Then he attached himself to Jiang Lanqing's ear and whispered: "You don't need to be envious of your wife. We will become like this in a few days."

This time, Jiang Lanqing did not roll his eyes while scolding Zhang Fan as a pervert, but nodded slightly.

"Um."

Jiang Lanqing's voice was so soft that it was hard to hear, but the red glow that suddenly appeared on her fair and tender cheeks made Zhang Fan swallow a deep saliva, and he was also looking forward to the countdown on the blackboard to go faster.

The only two of them in Class 1 think so. Whether it is Zhang Fan or Jiang Lanqing, they have feelings for this class, but they can't talk much.

Other students did not deliberately isolate them, and they basically would not take the initiative to chat with them.

The two of them opened up a separate space in this classroom, and only Zhu Yuhang and Ye Yu would step in from time to time.

Perhaps it is because the college entrance examination is too important compared to the high school entrance examination. Even if everyone looks reluctant, no one writes such things as classmates. It is probably because they are despising this to waste their precious study time.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing did not take out their classmates' records and began to concentrate on reviewing their homework again.

Teachers no longer teach knowledge in class. In addition to reminding students about what pitfalls they need to pay attention to during exams, they spend most of the time chatting with classmates.

Recalling the stories of the past, lamenting the years we spent together, and talking about our plans for the future.

At this time, the teacher is no longer a strict teacher, but more like a close friend of the students.

Students are no longer students seeking advice, and they will deliberately joke with the teacher one or two.

In this happy atmosphere, the last class of each subject came quietly, leaving with separation and tears.

"Goodbye, classmates!"

"Goodbye, teacher!"

This "goodbye" was just a farewell in advance, because they would have a graduation party later.

The squad leader Chen Hua specially found Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing and told them the time of the party. Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, squad leader, we are also a member of the squad, and we will never be absent."

When Chen Hua heard Zhang Fan's words, he glanced at Jiang Lanqing again, and a smile appeared on his face. He reached out and patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder.

"Drink a drink then."

Looking at Chen Hua's back, Zhang Fan grabbed Jiang Lanqing's cheek. "Wife, why are you so popular?"

"Who made me look invincible and beautiful, the smartest person in the world, and the best person in the universe!" Jiang Lanqing raised his chin and replied proudly.

Zhang Fan is used to Jiang Lanqing's narcissism.

When I saw other boys in the class secretly looking at her, I couldn't help but sigh softly when I saw that there were other boys in the class who were also secretly looking at her and showed a hesitant look on her face.

"I will be targeted on the day of the graduation party! If you get drunk, you have to help me back, otherwise it will be bad if the girl who likes me is thinking about me."

"It's okay, I will act as a way to block the wine. I have a good alcohol tolerance." Jiang Lanqing said calmly.

"Wife, are you still drinking?" Zhang Fan said in surprise. He had never seen Jiang Lanqing drink.

His voice was a little loud, and the classroom asked other students who were packing their schoolbags to stop the movements in their hands and looked back.

Jiang Lanqing first kicked Zhang Fan, complained about his fuss, and then said proudly: "That's right, you won't get drunk with a thousand cups."

In fact, she only secretly drank her father's white wine in the first year of junior high school. After drinking a glass of wine, she felt very clear-headed, so she realized that she had a great alcohol tolerance.

At this time, the head teacher Qian Minghua walked into the classroom, looked at Jiang Lanqing and said with a smile: "Okay, I will have a drink with Jiang Lanqing during the party."

Qian Minghua came to send a license and remind students to pay attention to the college entrance examination. As soon as he walked out of his class corridor, he heard Jiang Lanqing's voice.

"Jiang Lanqing, I will have a drink with you at that time, and I can brag about being the one who has had a drink with the top scholar in the future." Ye Yu said as he looked.

As soon as she spoke, both girls and boys followed suit.

Although his mind is different, his purpose is the same. He wants to see Jiang Lanqing drunk.

Jiang Lanqing took these invitations one by one and finally said loudly: "But before that, you must pass my boyfriend's level first."

"No problem." Zhu Yuhang's voice was even louder. "I'm not drunk even if I drink a thousand cups."

His words were purely bragging.

Ye Yu looked at her boyfriend's confident look and felt embarrassed to reveal that his alcohol tolerance was not as good as hers, so she was knocked down by her father in a glass.

Zhang Fan looked at the attitude of the group of animals in the class that he must get him drunk, and then looked at Jiang Lanqing again, and a feeling of sadness suddenly arose in his heart.

"Wife, is this the wine you blocked for me?"

Qian Minghua stood on the podium without stopping the students from joking. He didn't speak slowly until their liveliness passed.

"Students..."

Although the graduation speeches of class teachers in each class in the third grade of high school are different, the contents are roughly the same.

I have mentioned the past and emphasized more about what college entrance examination students need to pay attention to in two days, such as: "Don't forget to bring their admission tickets."

Every year, things like the college entrance examination will become news, and both top students and poor students will make such mistakes.

Finally, Qian Minghua picked up the chalk and turned around and wrote eight big words on the blackboard, "The future is bright, don't forget your original intention." At the same time, he said: "The first four words are my blessings to you, and the last four words are my hope for you."

Zhang Fan looked at the eight words of dragon flying phoenix dance, gently held Jiang Lanqing's hand, and whispered: "Wife, come on."

"So too." Jiang Lanqing pinched Zhang Fan's finger.

After Qian Minghua said that, he walked out of the classroom with a determined look on his face. He was afraid that if he stayed there, his eyes would turn red and destroy his perfect image of "Qian Laohu" in the hearts of the students.

As the class teacher left, the students stood up from their seats one after another.

Someone called his friend and asked, "Where can I play?", and someone struggled to pick up a thick stack of books from the desk.

Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing had already taken back the textbooks and materials books from their desks to their homes before today, so today it seemed relaxed.

In the classroom, class monitor Chen Hua directed the students who were doing cleaning the classroom and decorating the examination room in the last week.

There were torn books everywhere in the corridor, and at first glance, it seemed like a layer of Kaikai's white snow was covered with.

The school specifically warned that high school students were not allowed to "scatter snowflakes" downstairs, so the shreds of paper were randomly thrown onto the corridor ground.

Students who have been suppressed for three years say goodbye to their past in this way, and at the same time express their determination not to repeat the school.

The sun was hanging in the west sky. Jiang Lanqing picked up his phone and looked at the time, then turned his head to Zhang Fan and said, "I haven't had evening self-study yet in the second grade of high school. Let's go and see Teacher Ju!"

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded and agreed, and he thought so too.

Ju Minghong was sitting in the office to correct homework, but it was not surprising to see Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing walking in.

Although she hasn't taught them now, these two students still come to her from time to time and ask for math problems they "can't do".

"Teacher Qian didn't talk to your mother-in-law?" Ju Minghong asked.

"He was afraid that he would cry out loud, so he announced early that he would finish school." Zhang Fan replied while handing his schoolbag to Jiang Lanqing.

Ju Minghong laughed. "He is a big man, and he still looks the same after so many classes of students, and he can't let it go."

"Teacher Ju, you are the same, your eyes are red." Jiang Lanqing reminded from the side.

"Is that true?" Ju Minghong rubbed her eyes and realized that she was crying, so she shook her head. "When people get old, they are prone to being sad."

"No, you are getting younger and younger, but you just can't bear to part with us." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Enjoying the students' concern, Ju Minghong sighed. "Yes!"

He also said, "You two will say goodbye to your classmates. Although everyone is studying on weekdays, they will still be classmates in the future."

"Um."

"good."

Jiang Lanqing and Zhang Fan nodded at the same time and agreed.
Chapter completed!