Starting from you are my glory

"Yu Tu, thank you." After eating, he returned to the classroom. The students who had no energy slumped in their seats and were too lazy to move. Suddenly, a pleasant voice interrupted Yu Tu's thoughts. He put down the textbook in his hand and looked at the front of him. Qiao Jingjing lowered her head to speak and did not dare to look at her.

"Thank you for what?" Yu Tu said with a smile: "I am the squad leader, isn't it normal to do this?"

"No, I am the life committee member, and I have the obligation to take care of my classmates." Qiao Jingjing's soft answer was mixed with firmness.

"Then, you're welcome." Yu Tu looked at the stubborn girl in front of him. He seemed to be in a trance like the girl who was crying many years later. He felt aggrieved but still said firmly, "I hope you continue to be an aerospace designer more than anyone else." ! ’ The girl’s figure merged.

"I still have to thank you." Qiao Jingjing shyly took out a bottle of cold drink from behind, "This is a thank you gift for you."

"Thank you~" Looking happily at Qiao Jingjing running away, Yu Tu shook the cold drink in his hand. A chill came from his palm, but his heart was burning.

The sun became more intense in the afternoon, torturing the people in military training to the point of ecstasy. Sweat kept pouring out of the body like an unstoppable stream, clinging the already sweaty military training clothes to the body, which made people feel doubly tired. Feeling unwell, indescribable discomfort and discomfort.

Finally, after school ended in the afternoon, everyone rode at the highest speed since owning bicycles, hoping to use the wind brought by the high speed to cool themselves down.

The first thing I did when I got home was to take a shower. If I wasn't afraid of catching a cold due to the alternation of hot and cold, I would have wanted to shower directly with cold water on the way.

"Throw the clothes directly into the washing machine." Mother Yu ordered while placing the tableware: "On such a hot day, the clothes are soaked. I will dry them for you after washing in the washing machine. I won't delay your wearing them tomorrow."

It's also strange. It seems that no matter where you are, there is only one set of uniforms issued for military training, and you can only wash and dry it repeatedly before wearing it.

"Eat, son." Yu's mother smiled and put the dishes on the table into Yu Tu's bowl. "Eat more! Military training consumes a lot of energy, so you need to replenish it!"

Father Yu, who failed to pick up the food with his chopsticks for several consecutive times, smacked his lips a few times, as if he wanted to say something but said nothing, so he put down his chopsticks.

"Don't study too late at night. Your health is also very important." Yu's father's speech successfully attracted Yu's mother's attention. Taking advantage of the gap, he quickly and calmly picked up a few chopsticks and continued: "Your mother was very careful last night. Didn’t sleep well.”

"Why are you telling your son this?" Yu's mother glared at Yu's father dissatisfied, "Don't worry, son, just follow your own pace."

"Don't worry." Yu Tu put down his bowls and chopsticks and solemnly promised: "I will arrange my study and rest time, don't worry!"

In September, the sun is scorching during the day, but there is a cool breeze at night, with a slight chill. Fortunately, the school uniform has a jacket, otherwise it would be a bit cold.

Not even 10 minutes after arriving in the class, Teacher Zhang had already walked in, opened the book, and said nonchalantly: "Come, classmates, be quiet, we will continue the class."

"The courses that were delayed during the military training during the day can only be made up for by self-study at night."

The grief was everywhere, but it was of no avail. I could only take out the textbook obediently, try to cheer up, and keep up with the teacher's explanation.

Yu Tu, with his skills at his disposal, finally showed his status as a top student. Drawing inferences from one example to another has become the norm. The previously dormant knowledge in his mind burst out under the trigger of the teacher.

"Take a 10-minute break. The next period is English class." The bell rang for the first period of evening self-study. Teacher Zhang threw away the chalk in his hand, patted the chalk dust on his hand, and left the classroom calmly with the book under his arm.

Everyone was left in confusion, staring with big eyes and small eyes.

"Is this really the normal teaching progress?" Li Ming silently flipped through the math book and picked up the part that Teacher Zhang explained tonight. "I almost finished a large chapter at this speed. too fast!"

"It's really a bit fast." Although I have no pressure on myself, considering everyone's actual situation, even if my classmates' high school entrance examination scores are among the top dozens in the city, it is difficult to quickly accept this kind of teaching method.

When the English teacher finished explaining with the bell ringing, Li Ming put away the books on the table and said suspiciously: "I will go check with other classes tomorrow to see if they are all like this."

"Let me know when the news is confirmed." Yu Tu has no doubt about Li Ming's communication skills. In the whole glory, Li Ming is the only one who can compare with Zhao Peipei when it comes to news delivery.

She is Qiao Jingjing's best friend, the relay station for gossip news.

"Why do you still have a bottle of cold drink?" Seeing Yu Tu put the cold drink into his schoolbag, Li Ming asked doubtfully as he walked: "Didn't I see you drink it at noon?"

In front of her was Qiao Jingjing's seat, packing her schoolbag.

"I bought it myself." Yu Tu replied without hesitation; "I think it tastes good."

Hopefully she didn't hear the previous conversation.

"Then why didn't you drink?"

"I'm going to take it back to drink." Yu Tu was a little irritated because he saw that Qiao Jingjing's ears turned red, and it continued to spread to her neck and face. She must have heard it all.

"Hurry up, I want to go home early!" Why didn't I notice this Li Ming before? He is so talkative!

In the room, Yu Tu dug out an unused memory book. It seemed that he had bought it after graduating from junior high school and had not used it.

I took off the packaging of the cold drink, glued it to the first page of the memory book, pressed it flat, thought about it, and wrote below.

"On September 2006.9.2, [-], I received a gift from you for the first time. Thank you."

The days of military training moved forward slowly but firmly. We were sweating profusely during the day and were bombarded with new knowledge at night. Everyone had a very fulfilling life, and some of them were too full to digest.

"Tell me about it!" Following Instructor Wang's instructions, everyone took up their poses skillfully, "Our class will be the first to appear in the military training parade tomorrow morning. Are you confident?"

"Have confidence."

"I can't hear you. Do you have confidence?!"

"Have confidence!" Listening to everyone's shouts, Instructor Wang nodded with satisfaction, "Stand at attention!"

"Unity is strength, prepare, sing!"

As Instructor Wang started, singing military songs, a characteristic of military training, began again.

From singing carelessly at the beginning to singing hoarsely, everyone's original scattered emotions were condensed and sublimated in military songs again and again. An emotion called collective honor took root in everyone's hearts, and in the final military training The performance reached its climax.

"Now I announce that the 2006 high school military training is over!" With the principal's final speech, the week of military training came to an end. Looking at the students venting wantonly, the instructors of each class no longer managed the queues, but instead He looked at everyone with a look of relief and a bit of reluctance in his eyes.

"The instructors will go back in the afternoon." Teacher Zhang came down from the podium and took a camera in his hand. "Let's take a group photo together as a souvenir."

The emotion called reluctance began to spread, quickly replacing the original excitement. Some female students had already started to have red eyes, and they all came forward and asked to take photos with the instructor. Teacher Zhang did not refuse. At this moment, he was like a photographer. Complete photography tasks assigned by customers without hesitation.

"Are there any students who want to take pictures? We'll take a few more pictures and we'll end up with a big group photo." Teacher Zhang looked at the number of pictures taken by the camera, waved and said, "You have to take pictures as fast as you can!"

"Let's go together." Yu Tu, who stayed behind, looked at Qiao Jingjing who was about to step forward, "Do you mind if I show up and steal part of the screen from you?"

"No, I don't mind." The soft and waxy voice was so nice. Yu Tu pursed his lips, restrained his smile, and sandwiched Instructor Wang with Qiao Jingjing on the left and right, and completed the last photo before taking a group photo. .

Finally, with the help of the second class teacher, several group photos were taken. Under the reluctant voices of everyone, the instructors from each class gathered together and walked out under the leadership of the school leaders.

The memories of youth will eventually be blurred, but fortunately there are photos to freeze them. Maybe when you look back many years later and see the photos, you can find the memory of that time in the depths of your mind and see yourself at that time.