Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

The early morning sunshine illuminates Qinghe County. new

This small county town has come to life again.

The steam from the breakfast shop rose again, seemingly endlessly.

Zhang Xin was woken up by the alarm and sat up in a daze. He felt that his biological clock was a little out of whack. He seemed to have woken up later than usual, and it was already sunny outside.

For more than a year, every day when he woke up, it was only dimly lit outside the window.

After a while, Zhang Xin realized that there were no classes today, only a "mobilization meeting."

Today is the last day of high school.

On the old rooftop.

Guo Sheng threw the English dictionary aside irritably, feeling a little discouraged.

I'm afraid my grades are only good enough to get into a junior college, and there is still a big gap between me and a bachelor's degree.

Even if he works hard every day recently, it seems that it is not enough to make up for the previous arrears.

He began to regret why he didn't realize it earlier and wake up earlier.

Forget it, don't think about it anymore, go to school.

At a bus stop somewhere, Tong Xin was wearing a school uniform, holding a Chinese book, pacing back and forth, mumbling something.

"I often think about it all day long, and it is not as good as what I learned in just a moment."

The sunlight shines through the leaves and onto the pages of the book, making each text shine brightly.

The bus stopped at the platform, and the driver opened the door and said to her: "Little girl, are you going to take the bus? I've been seeing you hanging around here since six o'clock, and I've driven back and forth twice."

The company has regulations that you have to stop when there are people on the platform, otherwise he won't ask more questions.

Tong Xin looked at the time and smiled:

"It's almost time. You can't miss this train anymore. New"

Han Ziyin faced the mirror and carefully combed her long hair. Even though her eyes were sleepy, she could not hide her delicate facial features.

Although she has only been in Qinghe County for more than a month, she is not completely devoid of feelings for Qinghe No. 1 Middle School. One month here is very precious to her.

Made her forget a lot of painful things.

On the last day, she wanted to appear in the most appropriate manner, in Qinghe No. 1 Middle School, in front of someone.

"Oops! I've slept with you so long! Mom, you didn't even call me!"

Li Wenqian rushed into the bathroom in a hurry. Fortunately, the biggest advantage of mushroom hair is that it doesn't require much care.

Mother Li Huihua said nonchalantly: "There are no classes today, so it's okay to be late."

"That won't work! There's a lot of fun today!! Forget it, I don't even understand!"

It only took Li Wenqian ten minutes to go out with the bun in her mouth.

"Run slower! Don't fall!"

Li Huihua kept reminding her from behind.

Zhou Rui walked into Qinghe No. 1 Middle School with his schoolbag on his side.

The junior high school students, who are in the first and second grades of high school, have already started taking classes, and the campus is full of high school students.

The atmosphere was a little depressing. On the one hand, it was the pressure of the college entrance examination, and on the other hand, the weight of the four words "last day."

Zhou Rui looked around, not knowing what he was looking for.

He went to the classroom first and put down his schoolbag.

The classroom is very noisy, and the boys and girls are making wanton noises to relieve the inexplicable feelings in their hearts. Although they will go back to school after the college entrance examination, I'm afraid it will be completely different by then. New 𝟼𝟿 Book Bar→𝟼𝟿𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚡.𝚌𝚘𝚖

After putting away his schoolbag, Zhou Rui went to the principal's office to check on the "mobilization meeting".

Today, he is a magician.

Returning to the classroom again, Huang Dewei arrived within a few minutes of sitting down:

"Everyone, follow me to the playground. The pep rally is about to begin."

Rarely, Huang Dewei put on a white shirt neatly and had his hair styled meticulously.

It's just that it's tucked into his pants, which makes him look a bit strangely proportioned.

Class 7, Grade 3, lined up to the playground, where a temporary podium with microphones and several tables had been set up.

More and more students came out of the teaching building, and eventually all nine classes of senior high school gathered in the south of the playground, away from the teaching building.

Nine columns were lined up one after another, facing the podium.

After waiting for another fifteen minutes, school leaders stepped onto the podium one by one. The principal and dean of students who were familiar to Zhou Rui were all on them, and behind the student square, there were so-called TV videographers.

There wasn't much of a battle, there was only one reporter and one cameraman. They were from the city's TV station, shooting material for college entrance examination-related broadcasts. Qinghe No. 1 Middle School was not a key high school, and they might not be able to use it if they filmed it. It was just a routine matter.

"Lao Ji, does the machine have enough power?"

"Don't worry, I'll be exhausted after more than ten minutes of filming. What can I eat later?"

"They say there's a good Dongting Restaurant here. Let's go have a meal later and we'll pay for it."

As the students lined up, Li Wenqian poked her head out from the front row and gave Zhou Rui a playful look from a distance, as if to say, "I'm optimistic about you."

Zhou Rui rolled his eyes at the little girl and ignored her.

The speakers around the playground played unknown "pure music" for a long time. Finally, when the students were getting a little impatient, the dean of students, Zhang Benqing, finally stepped forward and said in front of the microphone:

"Dear students of Qinghe No. 1 Middle School! Today is a special day."

A long series of openings followed, and the dean was very confident in his manuscript.

I've been using it for five years and haven't had any issues.

The process of the pep rally is not complicated, including opening speech, warm applause, principal’s speech, warm applause, student representative’s speech, warm applause, principal’s concluding speech, and warm applause!

For each student, it may only be experienced once in a lifetime, but for schools, it has already been a fixed pattern.

But even so, the students still listened more seriously than before.

They really cherish the "last day".

Even in the future, there is a high probability that I will not remember it.

Finally, after all the long speeches, especially the principal’s 30-minute unscripted speech, the instructor stepped forward again and said: “Thank you for the principal’s encouragement. We will definitely continue to work hard. Now, I would like to invite the representative of the senior high school students, Zhou Rui, to speak on the stage. .”

Swish, swish, swish.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes all looked at Zhou Rui at the rear of Class 7's formation.

I thought Li Wenqian, who had been number one in the student representative committee for several years, would

Is it actually Zhou Rui who has been in the limelight recently?

Zhou Rui took a deep breath and calmly walked from the side to the podium.

After getting on the stage, looking at hundreds of pairs of eyes below, even the reborn Zhou Rui couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

In two lifetimes combined, this is the first time I have spoken in front of so many people.

The inexplicable pure music stopped, and only Zhou Rui's voice was left in the entire playground.

Zhou Rui glanced around at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the audience, and then took out the manuscript paper he had prepared in advance.

"Hello, classmates, teachers, and school leaders, I am Zhou Rui, a student in Class 7, Grade 3."

The opening was straightforward. The manuscript was given to him by the school. Although he had the right to modify it, the tone was actually there and there was not much room for modification.

"Time flies, time flies. In the blink of an eye, three years have passed. In these three years, we have completed the transformation from teenagers to young adults."

Even though it was a very common speech, Zhou Rui's words seemed to have some kind of magic power, and hundreds of high school seniors below listened attentively.

"In the blink of an eye, the three years of high school have come to an end. During these three years, the classmates got along day and night, and the teachers taught me diligently."

“Imagine, you guys, three years ago.”

After reading this, Zhou Rui suddenly paused.

Everyone looked at Zhou Rui curiously, including the school leaders behind him.

Zhou Rui exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Then he carried the manuscript behind his back.

The dean was suddenly startled. Is Xiao Zhou going to make temporary revisions?

He instinctively began to worry, thinking about whether to go up and interrupt. He turned to look at the principal aside, but saw that the old principal was there, and he seemed to have no intention of stopping him.

"Imagine that you will be lying somewhere in this world thirteen years later, in a silent night or a tired morning."

"At that time, what will the three years of high school mean to everyone?"