Rebirth and the Beautiful Soaring

There is a reopening day, and no one is young.

Whether the things that happened during our school years were right or wrong, they weren't that important. Many years after entering society, when we look back on them, we'll smile faintly, and they'll become the most beautiful memories of our youth.

As a reborn person, Yu Fei is lucky.

He was able to relive this special period of youth through the eyes of a man in his forties, by looking at the body of a teenager.

Chen Dazhuang is a guy who likes to gossip and brag.

Yu Fei walked with him, and the other man did almost all the talking, while he had to be the listener.

Fortunately, the campus was very close, and in the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the gate of No. 1 Middle School. Yu Fei no longer had to listen to Chen Dazhuang's nagging.

"Seek truth and be pragmatic, pursue excellence!"

Seeing these eight characters of the school motto brought back some memories for Yu Fei.

The campus of No. 1 Middle School is a bit old and small, but Yu Fei felt particularly warm and familiar with it when he came back and saw it again.

If it had been a few years later, he wouldn't have been able to see this old campus.

The school will move to a new location where the campus is more spacious, the classrooms are brighter, and the facilities are more complete.

However, memories are an indelible mark. Yu Fei spent most of his youth in this old campus, so this is the campus he liked the most.

As for the new campus where he only stayed for half a year, Yu Fei always felt that it was not as good as the old campus, lacking the historical accumulation of a century of vicissitudes.

Yu Fei and Chen Dazhuang arrived relatively early. There weren't many students registering at the school yet. The two quickly paid their tuition and fees at the academic affairs office and then went to see their new classroom for Class 1, Grade 9.

The junior high school section of Linxian No.1 Middle School has a total of 24 classes, all crammed into one large teaching building.

The first-year classes are on the first floor, the second-year classes are on the second floor, and the third-year classes are on the third floor, which is somewhat like the idea of ​​rising higher each year.

"Now that we've moved to the third floor, we can finally hold our heads high! From now on, we're the boss of the entire junior high school."

Chen Dazhuang's excited appearance made Yu Fei smile. "Young and Dangerous" was released in 1996. It was a film that influenced a generation of young people. The gang fights and brotherhood highlighted the passion of youth.

They say the early bird catches the worm.

But this sentence should be changed to: the students who arrive early have to do chores.

When Yu Fei and Chen Dazhuang arrived at the classroom of Class 1, Grade 9, on the far east side of the third floor, Yu Fei and Chen Dazhuang saw their homeroom teacher, Liang Zaili, directing several of the first male and female students to arrive to clean up.

Ms. Liang Zaili had been teaching Yu Fei's class since the first year of junior high school until graduation, so Yu Fei naturally had a very deep impression of her.

In my memory, she was a rather strict teacher who kept a close eye on the students in her class.

Yu Fei's classmates were all afraid of this homeroom teacher, but Yu Fei was the only one who was never afraid.

Because he has studied very hard and been very self-disciplined over the years, he doesn't need his homeroom teacher to manage him at all.

Looking back at her now, Yu Fei finds a strange sense of familiarity.

In fact, many years later, when those classmates recalled her, they all spoke well of her. Because after you enter society, you will understand that the teacher who is strict with you is the one who is truly responsible for you.

"Good morning, Teacher Liang!" Yu Fei greeted him with a smile and full of energy.

Chen Dazhuang also shouted, but the shout was barely audible because he was most afraid of this homeroom teacher. Last semester, he was criticized by her several times for chatting in class.

When Liang Zaili saw Yu Fei, her face immediately lit up with a smile. She said, "Yu Fei, you've come at the perfect time! I'll leave the cleaning to you as the class monitor. I have other things to do. Oh, and there's a class meeting at ten o'clock. Please write a notice on the blackboard."

Yu Fei nodded and said, "Okay, Teacher Liang."

As Liang Zaili walked out the door, she said to Chen Dazhuang, "Chen Dazhuang, what are you doing hiding in the back? As long as you don't make any mistakes, the teacher won't criticize you. Okay, go and help clean up."

After the homeroom teacher left, the atmosphere in the classroom immediately became relaxed and lively. Everyone greeted each other and asked how their summer vacation was.

When Yu Fei saw these familiar figures and thought about their lives ten or twenty years later, he felt a pang of sadness. If he hadn't been reborn, who could have imagined what everyone's future would have been like?

Yu Fei even felt that he could be a prophet at this moment.

Compared to his naive arrogance in his previous life, Yu Fei is now naturally different in his speech and actions.

He easily arranged for everyone to clean the classroom, while he himself wiped the blackboard and then wrote a notice in his beautiful handwriting that the class meeting would be held at ten o'clock.

As more and more people arrived, Yu Fei connected each of them with their later lives, and the differences were indeed quite significant.

Some of the girls, in particular, had changed so drastically that Yu Fei felt he probably wouldn't recognize them if he only had memories of his past life.

The classrooms change every year, and the seating arrangements are adjusted accordingly, so naturally, your deskmate will also change.

At this moment, many students were talking about who they would be sitting next to.

Yu Fei remembers that during his three years of junior high school, he had three deskmates: two girls and one boy.

In the first year of junior high, I was deskmates with Chen Dazhuang, so Chen Dazhuang always had a good relationship with me and would tell me anything.

My deskmate in the second year of junior high was a girl who wore glasses named Sun Xiaoxiao. Yu Fei didn't talk to her much throughout the year. At most, he would answer her questions when she asked him questions, and that was about it.

It was probably she who spread the word about Yu Fei's arrogance, but Yu Fei didn't care. Let him be arrogant, he was indeed arrogant, and he didn't deny it.

In Yu Fei's previous life, his deskmate in the third year of junior high school was Song Qiubo, the English class representative. She was known as "Secretly Sending Autumn Waves" and was a petite beauty with particularly beautiful, expressive eyes.

She once had a crush on Yu Fei, but Yu Fei was too oblivious at the time to know. It wasn't until many years later at a class reunion that she, after having too much to drink, brought it up as a joke. Then the classmates kept shouting for them to get together, which made Yu Fei quite embarrassed.

Now, when Yu Fei sees Song Qiubo again, he no longer feels awkward; instead, he feels a gentle warmth, as if reliving memories.

He recalled Lao Lang's song "My Deskmate," which truly evoked those powerful memories of youth.

Sing if you want to, and sing it loud and clear.

Since you're going to pursue a musical career, start changing the image of yourself that your teachers and classmates have of someone who can't sing from the very beginning of the school year.

Just then, Chen Dazhuang said, "I change my deskmate every year. I wonder who I'll be sitting next to this year."

Yu Fei picked up the conversation with a smile: "No matter who it is, looking back years after graduation will be a special memory. Just like the song 'My Deskmate' by Lao Lang..."

"Will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday tomorrow?"

When Yu Fei's magnetic voice rang out, all the students' eyes immediately turned to him.

That surprise, that disbelief, could be easily read from their eyes.

Yu Fei, however, showed no signs of nervousness and continued to sing softly with a smile.

"Will you still remember the you who used to cry the most tomorrow?"

The classroom had fallen completely silent because they discovered that Yu Da, the class monitor who had never sung before, could sing so beautifully and so infectiously, just like a song played from a tape recorder.

"The teachers can't remember you, and can't guess the answer to the question. I only remembered you, my deskmate, when I happened to flip through some photos. Shall we all sing this part together?"

Squad leader Yu Fei's words have never been so inspiring.

The students' answer was unanimous: "Yes."

Led by Yu Fei, the chorus began: "Who married you, so sentimental? Who read your diary? Who tied up your long hair? Who made your wedding dress?"

After Yu Fei finished singing this part, the students all stopped and listened to him sing.

"You used to be very careful, even asking me to borrow half an eraser. You also once casually mentioned that you liked being with me."

"Back then, the sky was always so blue, and the days always seemed to pass too slowly. You always said graduation was a long way off, but in the blink of an eye, we've all gone our separate ways."

At this moment, everyone surprisingly joined in, saying, "Who met you when you were sentimental, who comforted you when you cried, who read the letter I wrote to you, and who threw it away in the wind?"

"The old days are gone, and I will have my own wife. I will show her photos and tell her about you, my classmate."

"Who married you, so sentimental? Who comforted you, so prone to tears? Who styled your long hair? Who made your wedding dress? La..."

The final chorus was much better than the beginning; everyone was completely immersed in the performance.