Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

The appearance looks like it has not been corroded and polished by the years!

The atmosphere in the small courtyard is warm and poetic.

After Liu Zhe arrived, several people entered the courtyard successively.

Finally, when the gentle night finally completely enveloped the courtyard.

Among the crowd, a tall figure suddenly stood up!

After glancing at everyone, he smiled and spoke.

"Okay, those who should come, should have come! The three who can't come, let them regret it themselves!"

"Before we eat, I have a proposal!"

"or......."

"Squad leader! Don't worry, it's been so many years, even though we haven't been together, you shouldn't just forget about me!"

Just as the voice of the man named Zhao Li fell, a gentle voice sounded from the door!

In the next second, a gracefully dressed woman appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

At this moment, everyone's eyes froze at the same time.

The woman smiled and waved hello to them.

Then, he looked towards Lu Ze under the tree.

After hesitating for a while, he walked over slowly with a smile.

The windbreaker rustled when blown by the night wind.

The woman with tears in her eyes stopped a step away from Lu Ze.

After taking a deep look at Lu Ze, he finally spoke with a smile.

It's just that when she uttered the first word, everyone heard a faint cry from her tone.

"Ms. Lu...how are you all these years?"

"Fan Meng... is back!"

Starlight finally falls.

The stars drifting outside the Milky Way are wandering for countless years.

Finally, after penetrating a layer of fog!

Found my own home!

"It's good to be back! I've really grown up now!"

A warm voice came from Lu Ze's mouth.

After smiling and nodding towards the girl, he adjusted his posture and turned to look at Zhao Li.

"This time, everyone who should come should have come! What do you want to say, you can start!"

The calm man nodded vigorously when he heard the sound, and spoke again!

"I know, that afternoon that year, when Teacher Lu sang that song to us, how many people were not there. If I remember correctly, there should be Liu Zhe, Wu Zheng...how many of you?"

"I also know that this incident has always been a regret in the hearts of the few of you!"

"Then today, while everyone is here, let's all sing this song again!"

"In case you keep talking about it for the rest of the decades, how about it?"

"it is good!"

"Thank you monitor, I have waited for too many years. To be honest, I didn't sing with everyone at that time. I really regretted it for many years..."

Amidst the bursts of discussion, I don't know who started it first.

Immediately afterwards, all the noise was completely covered by Qingling's singing.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of leaves, in the quiet small courtyard, there was a faint sound.

Penetrate the night sky and give them a warm and colorful youth!

Really draw a, the most perfect rest!

"It's time for the phoenix flowers to bloom again

Reminds me of an old friend I haven't seen in a long time

Memories slowly become fresh with feeling

Say goodbye to the crossing on the red hillside

What did youth take away and what was left behind

There is a piece of emotion left in my heart

The river of time flows into the ocean

Finally we split up

no port

is forever stay

There is an intersection where the phoenix blooms in my mind

With my most cherished friend..."

The indifferent voice is just a faint hum. Among the more than 50 neat voices, no one can hear a little regret and loneliness.

The past pages are really like a sealed notebook.

On the only title page that can be recognized by touch.

What was written was only two big words - "Goodbye"!

"The river of time flows into the sea

Finally we split up

There is no port..."

The singing voice that was repeated again, when singing somewhere in the middle.

With a "creak", the old wooden door was suddenly pushed open.

A somewhat round figure appeared from the door panting.

He tiptoed to look into the yard first.

Then, he took a step forward and ran towards a group of people.

Through the shadow of the moon, the students who had paused their singing could vaguely see an object held in his hand.

The pure white cover looks like it smells like the hot summer sun.

In this way, with a naive smile on his face, he passed through the crowd blocking him and came to Lu Ze's side.

He smiled and handed out the book in his hand that everyone had finally seen clearly.

He raised his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I'm late because I need to make gelatin!"

"Back then, I finally completed the mission you gave me!"

"Now, I'll hand in the paper for you!"

The air finally became completely quiet at this moment.

Everyone raised their heads when they heard the sound, and looked at Lu Ze who was smiling and flipping the pages of the book under the shadow of the tree.

His tone was full of curiosity and anxiety.

"Mr. Lu, tell everyone, what kind of book did Tang Yao write for you?"

"That's right, Mr. Lu, we are so curious. We didn't expect this little fat man to keep a hand! Share it with everyone."

With a cheerful smile, he continued to flip through a few pages of the book.

Lu Ze finally raised his head, looked around at the expectant Class [-] under the moonlight, and lifted the book in the air with a smile.

"The book is not for me, but for all of us!"

"I just took a quick look, and the content is well written! That's the name, it's more or less stretched!"

"Haha, Teacher Lu, tell me, what is the name!"

In the dark night, under the stars.

Lu Ze, who was slightly moved in his eyes, grinned slightly.

That look seemed to have really returned to many years ago.

The afternoon when I first met them.

Everything seems to have not changed!

In this way, he scanned every student's face with a smile.

Then, like the first day he stepped on the podium, he cleared his throat and took a sip from the thermos on the table beside him.

The tone is warm and calm.

"The title of the book—"

"Show off the entire scumbag class, you call this..."

"head teacher!"

.............

This article is over, draw a period!

But don't forget, youth will never end!

We, goodbye!