Bite Your Fingertips

Day by day, time flies faster.

After the final exam for the second semester of high school, it is a short vacation, and then start the make-up class before the third year of high school.

When Chu Yu looked up from the pile of test papers, he found that the scorching sun was gone, and the air had cooled down due to several autumn rains.

Li Hua also looked out the window, "I wonder if the leaves of the ginkgo tree beside the Fengshan Taoist Temple have already turned yellow."

Fang Ziqi took the sentence, "Do we still have a chance to go out for an autumn tour? No, it's impossible, don't imagine it."

"Academic Committee, dark circles are almost becoming your standard. Would you like to find a time to get a good night's sleep?"

Chu Yu stretched out, and then remembered, "By the way, I was listening to English just now. Did Lao Ye come in once and say something?"

Li Hua answered his question, "Lao Ye said, tomorrow, September 1st, the school will officially start, and he will go to the school's auditorium together to attend the opening ceremony.

"It's September 1st?"

After his posture was stagnant, Chu Yu had no sense of the date recently, and couldn't help but sigh, "The time is so fast!"

Fang Ziqi added, "Also, the late self-study was changed to a class meeting, and Lao Ye presided over. I guess that Lao Ye should have a new poem coming out, and I can't help but ask us to appreciate it."

Chu Yu held his chin with his hand, "To be honest, I think Lao Ye's level of writing poetry is really much higher. Do you remember that the second year of high school only started, Lao Ye said, "The frogs crow in the field, toad. Leaping in front of the window', I was still thinking that this poem is really funny!"

Brother Meng just finished playing basketball and came over with a drink bottle. He just heard this sentence and was reminded of him, "Hey, you still remember the school flower! You don’t know. At that time, Old Ye finished reading and I was sitting at the front table. The girl whispered that if there are toads jumping around in front of the window all day long, she will scream for twenty-four hours! Then she said at the same table that if there are bullfrogs jumping in front of the window, it's okay, you can catch braised. !"

"Braised bullfrog? That's a great idea!"

With that, Chu Yu looked behind Brother Meng, "Hey, what about Lu Shi, didn't you guys play basketball together? Why didn't you come back together?"

"It was really accurate by Lu Shen, he said you would definitely ask."

Brother Meng slapped the wind with his hand, "On the way back, I ran into a mathematics teacher. The teacher was worried about how many solutions to a problem. When he saw Lu Shen, he forced a strong man. Lu Shen is in the office now, which is probably, The busyness of Xueshen alone?"

Chu Yu nodded, and immediately couldn't sit still.

"That's it." He got up, "I'll go out to get some air!"

Li Hua said, "Translation: I will go out to meet God of Land."

After being dismantled, Chu Yu still looked complacent, "Well, pick him up by the way."

After going out from the back door of the classroom, Chu Yu walked along the corridor towards the office. There were two sparrows on the ground. As soon as Chu Yu approached, they flew away responsively.

The office was at the end of the corridor. Chu Yu didn't get too close, so he stood by the railing and waited.

The playground and the main road were filled with red banners welcoming new students. It is said that the sculpture standing in the fountain at the school gate was scrubbed twice in the previous two days.

I don't know which classmate had nothing to do in his spare time. He was extremely enthusiastic. He even made a set of clothes for the sculpture and put it on overnight.

The dean of education early in the morning, as soon as he entered the school gate, he was shocked to hallucinate himself. Later, I personally took off the clothes of Spicy Eyes and set up a sign-it is forbidden to dress for the sculpture!

In a daze, Chu Yusi didn't know how far he had dispersed. Suddenly he heard the door bang. He turned around and saw Lu Shi walking out of the office.

The white shirt was dazzling and bright in the sun, and the sleeves were tied to the elbows, revealing the black braided bracelet on the wrist.

Lu Shi approached, standing loosely, with a small smile in his eyes, "Come to pick me up?"

"No, I came out to breathe, accidentally walked a little farther."

Chu Yu was inexplicably hot, and asked Lu Shi, "Has the question been completed? Is it difficult?"

"It's not difficult. Together with the teacher, I found seven solutions." Lu Shi walked outside, helping Chu Yu block the sun.

Passing the corridor outside the classroom, Chu Yu suddenly remembered, "Some people once hated me and don't want to sit at the same table with me!"

Lu Shi answered, "Some people like you now and don't want to be separated from you for a second."

His voice is very soft, like a glass of sake, with an intoxicating effect.

After listening to Chu Yu, he couldn't help but laugh at the beginning.

In the evening for self-study, everyone was discussing in low voices, what is the purpose of Lao Ye's class meeting. In the end, they all agreed that Ye must have a new poem and can’t wait to share it with them.

So when Old Ye entered the classroom, he found that all the classmates were looking at him expectantly.

Looking down at his dress, making sure that the buttons were buttoned correctly, Old Ye said nervously, "Classmates, the look of yours makes the teacher a little flustered!"

Brother Meng answered, "Teacher, we are all waiting for you to read a poem to us!"

Old Ye laughed, "Waiting for the poem? I really haven't written it! In the past half month, the teaching and research group has been meeting every day. The tedious meetings have wiped out my enthusiasm for writing poetry, so don't expect it."

He shouted, "The monitor and the school committee come over, and each student will send one."

After a while, a blank colored paper was placed in front of everyone.

Old Ye said, "Tomorrow, September 1st, I am going to attend the opening ceremony and mobilization meeting. I have attended this many times. It's boring. So this evening, we will use it for self-study. We will use it for class meetings. It doesn't mean that we have to do everything. A sense of ritual? We also engage in ceremonies to give everyone a sense of being in the third year of high school."

Someone in the class was curious, "Teacher, what is this paper for?"

Old Ye also has one of his own. He held it in his hand and shook it, "Write about the university or scores of your goals, or about your dreams, or about the future you are chasing for. It's all right, don't make a proposition, you play it yourself!"

What Chu Yu received was a piece of light blue paper. He blindly found a pen from the belly of the table and began to write.

"I hope to be admitted to a school with Lu Shi. I hope that every day in my life will be bright. I hope to become a very good person."

After he finished writing, he turned his head and looked at Lu Shi's, only to find that the paper was blank and Lu Shi didn't even move his pen.

"Brother, don't you write?"

Lu Shi's brows were dark, and there was a slight coldness, but there was no more depression and restlessness.

Under the desk, Lu Shi shook Chu Yu's fingers again, squeezed-kneaded, and replied, "Because the goals, dreams, and the future I pursue are all by my side."