After rebirth, I just want to win

The years are lingering, the flowers are fragrant, and as time goes by, another graduation season has arrived as scheduled.

At noon on June 9, the 2010 high school graduation ceremony of Experimental Middle School was held in the playground.

The students stood upright and looked resolute, singing the national anthem in unison and paying attention.

There was a flag-raising ceremony every week for three years in high school, but today’s flag-raising ceremony is so different.

This was the last flag-raising ceremony for the students in middle school. They were extra energetic, stood extra straight and focused more than before.

Xia Chuan still clearly remembers the principal's message at the ceremony.

First, cultivate your moral character and have high aspirations;

Second, work hard and forge ahead without stopping;

Third, seize opportunities and be brave in innovation.

He warned students to keep in mind the school motto of "Advocating literature and promoting Tao, working hard to be self-sufficient".

No matter where we are, Experimental Middle School is always a harbor for all senior high school graduates and a cradle for students to realize their dreams. I wish all the students to be on the gold list.

‘Sure enough, my memory is relatively clear’

Xia Chuan knocked on his head. Not only did he sneak across the border, but he also pried open his forehead.

Or is this the correct way to start rebirth?

This is a bit of a bug.

But it’s been reborn, so it wouldn’t make sense without some bugs, right?

Otherwise, it will still be difficult to achieve great results.

The pretty girls in the other row glanced at Xia Chuan, feeling baffled by his strange movements.

The girls sang "Grow Up with Me" and the students were deeply moved.

Xia Chuan felt nothing. Standing in the crowd, he felt like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, watching the ebb and flow of the tide.

At the end of the melody, the student representative delivered a speech, cheering for all senior high school graduates and wishing every student a bright future.

Next, the music teacher wearing a deep V dress came on stage.

Xia Chuan couldn't help but stare at it for a few times. The dress was very white. The only drawback was that it was a little saggy and might not be tied tightly.

One thing to say, the music teacher is still so beautiful.

But when she put on the dress, she was not elegant.

Because the music teacher's face is not dignified, but has a bit of a foxy look, she is very pretty, and she occasionally wears black stockings and skirts in class, so the girls privately say that she is very coquettish.

But in the eyes of boys, music teachers are everyone’s dream lover.

Not to mention him and Yang Jia, most boys definitely have sex all the time.

This is not an embarrassing thing. It is human nature for young people to be jealous.

"The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and rainy. Students, it is normal to have sunny days and rainy days in life. You must love life and face it bravely."

Xia Chuan believes that music teachers should become Chinese teachers.

Face it bravely?

I'm afraid that if the hemp rope is cut too thin, I won't be able to bravely face life and take a leap of faith.

Xia Chuan complained about himself in his heart.

In that case, he could only bravely jump down and wake up the society. After all, the atmosphere was already there.

Finally, the vice principal of the Experimental Middle School announced that all senior high school students had successfully graduated.

Xia Chuan graduated in a daze, that's all.

After the disbandment, students with mobile phones can still take photos at their alma mater.

Yang Jia said eagerly: "Xia Chuan, Teacher Wang is so beautiful today."

"Yes, I may never see you again."

Xia Chuan patted Yang Jia on the shoulder: "It's such a sad thing, so reward yourself when you go back."

"Go away, come with me to the music room."

Yang Jia walked in front.

Xia Chuan knew that this kid was very evil and wanted to take another look at her, so he joked: "She doesn't even bother to look at you."

"It doesn't matter, I just need to take a few glances from a distance."

What a guy, he has the potential to look like a dog.

The music classroom is far away from other classrooms and laboratories and is placed on the highest floor of a multi-story teaching building.

The area is not small. There is a large podium on one side of the width of the classroom, with a black piano placed on it.

"Are you satisfied?"

There was no one in the music room. Xia Chuan walked to the window and looked at the students who were still playing and taking pictures on the huge playground.

Some students have good families and already use Apple phones.

For example, the conditions at his home are relatively poor. The only mobile phone he has ever touched is a PHS. The PHS can barely log in to the Penguin. It has been tied to a small sun for three years, and it is impossible to take pictures.

Besides, it belongs to his father.

Xia Chuan walked to the piano and sat down, and his fingers started beating.

Yang Jia was surprised: "You can play the piano?"

"Don't make any noise, watch my performance..."

I looked at the lake, which was dull

It seems that there is still a small boat that is quiet and quiet.

It's a good story with no one to disturb it.

…

It is a song that Xia Chuan likes very much, especially when he is listening to it while looking out the window on the bus after get off work, it feels very emotional.

Yang Jia knew that Xia Chuan sang very well, but his piano playing was so bad that he couldn't bear to look at her.

Xia Chuan was singing attentively, and his playing was scattered and fragmentary.

I can go wandering with you and know the end will be bad.

It's almost midnight and everyone is quiet. The only thing that opposes is the moon.

I will hold the candy and look in your direction

Tell me you're on your way

I can go wandering with you and wait for you to appear again

…

I can accompany you to distant places. Don’t waste it. I hated you once.

Can you take me wandering like you described

Tell me you're on your way here

"You play really badly~"

The girl outside the window laughed playfully, like beads falling on a jade plate. It was very pleasant and full of joking. She looked into the classroom with her bright face and glanced at Xia Chuan strangely.

Dou Qingqing said in surprise: "Yang Jia, Xia Chuan from Class 6?"

"hello."

Xia Chuan said hello: "I've never learned piano, so I'm always laughing."

He knew Dou Qingqing and was in the same class with him for the college entrance examination.

But his eyes couldn't help being attracted to another girl, with her white skirt, delicate and flawless face, bright smile, and sweet and moving smile.

Clear and bright eyes, curved eyebrows.

Xia Chuan felt that the words "bright aptitude, slender skin, and inhuman" in "Tang Yulin Supplement 1" might be referring to this kind of girl.

"Hello classmate, do you still remember me?"

After seeing the girl, Yang Jia approached her enthusiastically.

Xia Chuan looked at Yang Jia: "Do you know him?"

The girl said suspiciously: "You are..."

"Me, I went to register for the driving school yesterday and happened to meet you." Yang Jia explained.

"Ah~ I have no impression..."

The girl let out a meaningful "ah" and gave Yang Jia another fatal blow.

Xia Chuan didn't hold back and laughed.

Sunshine and handsome.

Dou Qingqing glanced at him: "Xia Chuan, you sing so beautifully, why didn't you get admitted to art school?"

"Art school tuition is too expensive."

Besides, he is not here to eat this bowl of rice.

Yang Jia looked embarrassed: "It doesn't matter if you don't have an impression. Now you have an impression. Are you going to study subject two?"

"Um."

The girl nodded lightly and looked at Xia Chuan: "The song you sang just now was very nice. Your voice is great, but your piano playing is average."

The girl was more interested in singing and did not answer Yang Jia's words.

"You don't have to say it a second time."

Xia Chuan said seriously, not feeling ashamed, only children would feel ashamed.

The girl was speechless.

"Let's go quickly, my mother is here to pick me up, Xia Chuan, goodbye."

Dou Qingqing said suddenly, took the girl and ran away.

"Your mother is not here to pick me up~"

The girl looked back and forgot to ask the title of the song just now;

Forget it, let’s go back and search.

Looking at the girl in jeans, school uniform, and black hair shawl in the distance, Xia Chuan withdrew his gaze and reminded: "Don't look, she's gone."

"Jiang He from Class 1 is so beautiful. I heard that her family is very rich. I met her when I signed up for the driving school yesterday evening. I also met her mother, who is also very beautiful."

"?"

Xia Chuan looked at Yang Jia with something wrong.

What do you mean, my mother is also very beautiful? What do you think?

Xia Chuan said earnestly: "Such a girl, if nothing unexpected happens, has nothing to do with us. She is more likely to be a music teacher."

"But the music teacher is married."

"It's not better if you're married, you only have one opponent, but if you're not married, you're surrounded by opponents."

Yang Jia was stunned and felt that what Xia Chuan said was too reasonable.

Yes, once you get married, you only have one opponent!

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