Time is not alluring

"Life does not accept mediocrity! Destiny only collects wonderful things!"

"Even if you hit your head badly, you have to rush into this building!"

"No bitterness or tiredness, high school is tasteless, if you don't work hard, high school is useless!"

"The road to Tsinghua University and Peking University is paved with paper!"

It's the paper... that's... of... of...

The banner of Jiangnan has not been taken down yet, wherever the bright light shines, it will reflect a red color in a flash, which is really exciting.

As the college entrance examination was approaching, everything was being prepared non-stop. I took the candidate number and suddenly remembered that I hadn't seen Jiang Chuanfeng for a long time, so I posted it on the table.

The name is really interesting.

Yan Xu.

Xiao Huan opened the window, poked out half of his head, and shouted at me, "An'an, help me."

"Oh." I nodded.

I put down the candidate number, hurried out, lifted the table with Xiao Huan, and put it aside.

Today, we started to set up the examination room. We moved out the stools and tables on one side of the corridor. We also wiped off the writing on the blackboard and rewritten it as 'This examination room is a video surveillance examination room. Candidates are requested to take the exam in a civilized manner...'

Tai Renbin came up from the end of the corridor with a tape measure, stuffed one for each of us, opened the tape measure, and began to measure the distance between the tables, which was more than 80 centimeters...

I took a marker pen and made a mark on the ground, then moved the table, pasted the candidate number, and checked whether the drawer was written, whether there was something stuck, and whether it was smooth.

After finishing all this, I stood up, stretched my waist, caught a glimpse of Liu Xu staying under the table out of the corner of my eye, thought for a while, and walked over with a tape measure.

"what are you doing?"

Liu Xu was startled by me coldly, her head collided with mine, she froze for a moment before she realized, I grinned at her in a good mood.

Liu Xu rubbed her head, she didn't know why I was smiling, she pointed her finger, and said, "Look."

I leaned over and saw that there was a character engraved on this table, which was very similar to Mr. Lu Xun's early characters. I got closer and could see it more clearly. It was a "grass" character with a small small character attached to it.

...Everyone's drawer has secretly reserved a person's place and put a person's name.

Extraordinarily abundant and boring high school life.

"Give me the scissors!"

Xu Jietian here is holding red paper and tape in his hand, stepping on the table to cover the wall chart above, the moment he covered the red cloth, I vaguely saw the portrait of Sun Yat-sen, as if he was doing some kind of ceremony , the whole process was very sad.

Xiao Huan handed the scissors to the side, and Xu Jietian took the scissors, rubbed them, and cut them with a snappy movement without the slightest hesitation.

I squatted down and moved my eyes slightly. For some reason, I felt a lot of sadness in my heart. After the knife went down, it was like a sign that we would go our separate ways in a short time.

Seeing Liu Xu, I was relieved, we are only freshman now, why think so much?

That afternoon, we took a stack of thick name strips, tore off one by one, and pasted them one by one. When the candidate numbers in our hands were thrown out one by one, it meant that there were a group of people whose youth was here. June is coming to an end, let's start again.

The light was pressed and pressed by Xiao Huan, and he let go only after making sure that the light was working normally. I did not give up and pressed it one more time. If it broke, it would take longer and we stayed longer.

With a snap, the light came on, Xiao Huan turned and shouted at me, this light has just been checked!

I said I know, you just checked, but I just want to press, huh.

The fan squeaked for a long time, there was no noise or wind, I stood underneath, thinking blankly, how important the college entrance examination is, you should show some face and work harder.

There is a single table for 30 people in five rows and six columns in the classroom. The seat number and the admission ticket number are pasted on the upper right corner of the table. On the blackboard, the words "goodbye youth" and "goodbye senior year" they wrote on the blackboard have been truly said goodbye.

The wall charts on the wall were covered with a layer of red paper, and no one could see their shadows. When they were uncovered again in September this year, they suddenly realized that time had quietly dusted.

The place where they played and laughed for three years was cleaned up by us.

But I almost forgot that what is more painful than graduation is the arts and sciences. Graduation is not bad, all the big guys graduate, and a good meal comes.

No arts and sciences, that is, a knife becomes dull when it is sharpened in the heart, and it hurts badly even if it is moved even a little.

The science registration form was in Xiao Huan's hands. After class, a group of people whirled around her, writing down their names one by one, 56 names, more than half of them in an instant.

On the other hand, Zhu Beibei, who was holding a liberal arts registration form, was empty.

This large contrast made me feel uncomfortable for a while, so I simply lay down on the table, thinking nothing, ignore me, ignore me, just treat me as dead.

After a whole day, Xiao Huan didn't ask me whether to choose liberal arts or science, and Liu Xu didn't ask me whether to choose liberal arts or science. They all chose not to ask.

I am most afraid that when I ask, I don't know how to answer, and I will just pretend that this has never happened, and the days are still long anyway.

A day is a day.

"An'an, are you going to the liberal arts?" Xu Jietian asked me this question so desperately.

I opened my mouth, unable to speak, and looked at Liu Xu indiscriminately. She was writing a physics problem, she was concentrating, but she didn’t respond to what she heard.

Zhu Beibei sarcastically said, "It must be liberal arts. With her grades, what are you doing? Why are you staring at me? Why don't you let me talk? I'm not telling the truth? Kindly give her some advice, don't go astray, snort."

Thanks to Zhu Beibei for her kind suggestion, I went to the toilet and saw Xiao Huan when I came out, I smiled at her, Xiao Huan didn't say anything, and patted my shoulder.

When I went back to the classroom, I made a deliberate circle and passed by Xiao Huan's seat. Then I couldn't stop walking all the way.

On her desk, there was a science registration form. I sat in her seat and flipped through the pages. Yan Lili, her deskmate, asked me, "An'an, do you choose liberal arts or science?"

"Liberal arts." I took it for granted.

"Oh, then I won't be in the same class as you." Yan Lili said again.

The first name on the science registration form was Xiao Huan, and the second name was Xu Jietian. Many names were mixed together. I couldn't find Liu Xu, and just as I was about to put it down, Xiao Huan came back.

"Science?" she asked.

Before I could answer, the class bell rang, and I almost ran away, not daring to look directly at the word science.

In the afternoon, I listened to the class in a daze, but it’s actually not that rare, why are you so hesitant, what am I... afraid of?

"An'an, try to see if the broadcast in the examination room of Li 2 is normal." Bi Xiaoxiao saw that I hadn't recovered, and simply patted my head, "Recovered..."

"Oh." I nodded, absent-minded no matter how I looked.

"Is there something on your mind?" Bi Xiaoxiao asked.

"Not really."

"Come on, how many times have you lost your mind in one afternoon."

I lowered my head and concentrated on broadcasting. The college entrance examination is coming tomorrow. Now the exam room is reopened for a second inspection. The air-conditioning, broadcasting and monitoring systems are re-adjusted. The exam room also needs to be checked and cleaned again.

A variety of preparation plans have also been made for the listening test. If the listening equipment fails, the radio pauses and the magnetic sound is disturbed... what we have to do now is to try to eliminate the problem.

"Senior sister... I'm at a loss." After hesitating for a while, I still felt like saying it.

"What's the matter? I see you are depressed."

"About choosing liberal arts and science..." I let out a long breath.

"What? Didn't you already have the answer?" Bi Xiaoxiao tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"I want to choose science, but I dare not choose. It seems that there is a voice in my heart that has been urging me."

"Why?" Bi Xiaoxiao asked, "Is it because the science score is relatively low?"

"No." I shook my head, "I don't know, probably because there are relatively few liberal arts subjects in the class."

"What does that matter? Whether you choose a liberal arts or a science major is your own business, and it has nothing to do with others."

"Hmm..." I nodded, "I know, but I can't seem to convince my other self to choose liberal arts so frankly."

"Sister, don't you ever struggle?" I asked again.

"What are you struggling with?" Bi Xiaoxiao smiled, "The future? The future major? Or are you unsure about just one person?"

I was silent for a while, and Bi Xiaoxiao had an epiphany, "For a person to walk a path that does not belong to me, living examples tell me that the end will often be miserable."

"What happens?" I asked.

"Plant a sunflower seed and water it hard, but it won't grow a single rose."

"It makes sense." I let out a long breath.

"Wrong, it doesn't make sense." Bi Xiaoxiao spread her hands, "If it wasn't for the balance in your heart, you would never agree with these words. Some things are like a dead line. If you don't hit the south wall, you won't turn back."

Bi Xiaoxiao smiled, and changed the topic, "But speaking of it, there are really few people who choose liberal arts. In my class, there are only two classes in liberal arts."

"Ah..." I was surprised and said, "Isn't that boy very popular?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bi Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and flicked my head, "Squeezed among a bunch of daughters, but it's not gentle, it should be said, wouldn't it be even worse."

"An An."

"Ok?"

"Just get over it." Bi Xiaoxiao looked serious, "In the future, no one can help you, except yourself, and you are the only one left."

"Anything can choose to follow the heart."

The banner of the test center at the entrance of Jiangnan was pulled down again. The principal of Jiangnan, the teaching director, and Song Shanshan stood underneath at the end of the weekend, directing a few tall boys.

"After a while..."

"Lower..."

"A little to the left..."

"OK OK……"

Quite a few people came down to Jiangnan in groups to check out the test sites, walked through the examination rooms, looked at the candidate information posted outside the classroom, pointed at themselves on it, and said to the people next to them, "I'm here!"

There is a song that seems to be sung like this.

hear the winter leave

I wake up in a certain month

i think i wait i look forward to

The future can't be arranged rationally