Sweet Green Plum Cultivation Program

Chapter 122 Parting ([-])

Not long after Qiao Xinwu left, Bai Luofan came back with a cup of porridge.

Zhou Luo looked up weakly: "Breeder, you came back very late today."

He didn't speak, and sat down beside her.Insert the straw and put the porridge on her table.

Zhou Luo took a few sips of it, even if she drank porridge, the wound would still hurt, she frowned.

"If you can't bear it, eat something. You can't go on like this." The boy said worriedly.

"But it really hurts, I don't want to eat."

If it wasn't for the fact that people would starve to death if they didn't eat, she really didn't even want to drink porridge.

The young man sighed faintly, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the score line pasted on the corner of her desk.

He knew that she wanted to be admitted to A University, and all her pressure came from this.

"In fact, the journalism department of University A is not as good as that of University C, and the score line of University C is relatively lower. It is no problem for you to score higher than University C. Naturally, it is the best to get admitted to A. If you fail to pass the exam, there are still good schools to choose from. , it’s not that A is the big deal, don’t force yourself like this.”

Zhou Luo's swallowing movement paused, glanced at him, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and whispered: "No, it must be A."

She also knows that University C may be more suitable for her level, but University C and University B are far away, even if it is a car, it takes two hours to drive.

She lowered her eyes, pinched the straw with her fingers, and stirred it subconsciously.

Zhou Luo has been twisted since he was a child, and it is difficult to change what he is sure of. Of course Bai Luofan knows it, but he doesn't understand why it must be an A university.

"why?"

Zhou Luo bit her lip, and slowed down the movement of stirring the straw.

"because I like it."

I like A big, I like to be closer to you.

Bai Luofan didn't say any more, thought for a moment, tore a piece of paper from the notebook, pressed it with his fingertips and pushed it onto her desk.

"In that case, you bear the pain, eat well, eat on time and according to the amount for a day, you can write a wish on this, and ask me to fulfill it."

"Any wish?"

"Ah."

"Pick a star for me to see first?"

"..."

Zhou Luo was so happy that he finished the porridge in his hand.

"Just kidding." She thought for a while and then said, "Then I can write twenty wishes?"

"It depends on your performance. Every meal must be eaten well to be counted."

"it is good."

Zhou Luo folded the paper carefully and put it away.She looked up at the time, and it was almost time for her lunch break. She lay on the table, thinking about what to write.

At this time Xu Rong came over to ask Bai Luofan a question, the young man looked at it, took a pen to outline it for him a few times, and explained the reason seriously.

As he spoke, his lips opened and closed, and the lines of his side face were very smooth, extending to the Adam's apple, slightly raised.

With his head resting on his arm, Zhou Luo quietly looked sideways at the serious-looking young man beside him, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.There was some noise in the classroom, but at this moment, it seemed to be the background sound, and she could only see this boy in her eyes.

Bai Luofan's voice of lecturing stopped abruptly, and he raised his eyes and glanced to the side. The girl quickly buried her face in her arms and covered her eyes.

He slowly withdrew his gaze and continued to give Xu Rong a lecture. After just a few seconds, the gaze from the side followed him again, and he stopped again.

Xu Rong: "What's wrong?"

Bai Luofan glanced to the side, and raised the corners of his lips, "It's okay, let's continue."

Zhou Luo was almost caught just now, and was huddled in his arms like an ostrich, thinking to watch it one last time, and then went to sleep.

She gently turned her face to the side, her black and white almond eyes collided with the boy's half-smiling gaze.

Xu Rong didn't know when he left. The young man was supporting one side of his face with his hands, and with a smile on his lips, he was lazily looking at her.

Their gazes collided for an instant, Zhou Luo's breathing stagnated, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

In the next second, she looked away calmly, and silently buried her entire face in her arms again, covering her blushing cheeks.

A few seconds later, she heard a chuckle from the boy.

"..."

Until the end of the lunch break, Zhou Luo didn't raise his head again.

*
The closer it was to the time for the college entrance examination, the more dignified the atmosphere in the class. Not only the students, but even the teachers were nervous, and everyone tensed up.

Song Yao was especially serious. One day she was lecturing in class, and she suddenly fell down on the podium, which scared them enough.

The school doctor said it was because Song Yao hadn't had a good rest during this period, coupled with irregular diet and fainting caused by hypoglycemia.

After hearing this, everyone was silent for a while.

After Song Yao woke up, she continued to grade papers and go to class like a normal person, but she could feel that the group of children in front of her had changed.

On the day when the examination room was set up, the monitor personally wrote a leave note on the blackboard.Song Yao stood on the podium, looked up at the blackboard, then turned around and smiled at them with relief.

"When I first met you, you were still freshmen in high school. In a blink of an eye, you will be graduating. Time flies really fast."

The students in the audience also looked at her with smiles and listened to what she said word by word.

"The two and a half years I have been with you is really tiring, but it is also worth it. Sometimes you are really naughty. I see you laughing at me, and I feel that I can't be angry with you, because you are really cute. .”

"Our students in class seven are the cutest in the eyes of the teacher, no matter whether their grades are good or bad."

"The third year of high school is really hard. In this year, we have done countless papers that we can't even count by ourselves. We have studied the test questions from all over the country, seen the sunrise in the early morning, and then left the classroom wearing stars and moons. But all of you You made it through, you guys are really good, really. You are the best class of students that the teacher has ever had."

Almost everyone has heard the teacher say that she is the worst class of students they have ever supervised, but Song Yao is not, she said they are the best class she has ever supervised.

The thick lenses on the bridge of Song Yao's nose were shining brightly from the sunlight coming in from the window, her eyes behind the lenses were already wet, she wiped her tears with a smile.

When the silent students in the audience came to their senses, they realized that their faces were already wet. Everyone was crying and smiled knowingly.

"Borrow a very popular sentence on the Internet." Song Yao's eyes were filled with tears, "I will accompany you on this journey for the rest of your life. Even if you are reluctant to let go, but the bus has arrived, I will return the same way. Fly away."

She turned around slowly and faced the blackboard. On the top was written the words "leave note", and below it was written:

"There are all students in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School who need to leave school due to graduation. Please ask the teacher for approval.

Time: June 6, XX - the future

Teacher's signature: "

Song Yao picked up a piece of chalk, and solemnly signed her name on the blank space after the teacher's signature.

Facing all the students again, he said with tears in his eyes, "Zhu Zhenzhong."

After a few seconds of silence, the monitor yelled to stand up, and all the students stood up. There was a sound of chairs being dragged, which was obviously harsh, but no one cared.

This sound will probably never be heard again.

The teenagers and the young female teacher on the stage looked at each other in silence, and bowed solemnly in the direction of the podium.

it is more than words.

The windows are clear and clean, the golden sunlight reflects the red eyes of the teenagers, and the breeze in June accompanied by the singing of cicadas will be sealed in the memories of the teenagers forever.

(End of this chapter)