The sweet smell of citrus

"Hi, student Song." As an elder, Cheng Weiguo smiled kindly, "I took the liberty to call you, I'm really bothering you."

"It's not an interruption, Uncle, do you have anything to do?" Song Yi didn't like to wait too nervously, she liked to play straight balls, so she could just say what she had, which was easy to deal with.

Cheng Weiguo paused, "There is indeed something."

He talked about the fact that Cheng Jialan was determined to go to Shanghai for college entrance examination in the past two days, "To be honest, I'm surprised that she can ignite such a fighting spirit."

Instead of asking for guilt, she praised Cheng Jialan, and Song Yi also praised her, "She has always been very smart and has a lot of fighting spirit, but the fighting spirit doesn't focus on her studies."

"If you don't talk about it, if you don't put it in your studies, it's the same as nothing. It's far away. I'm calling you because I hope you can help me."

"What is it, uncle just say."

"Lanlan's motivation to study is due to you. I hope that from now on, you can get in touch with her more and give her a little motivation and a sense of urgency."

Therefore, Cheng Weiguo is worthy of being a businessman, and he speaks in a different way.

Song Yi quickly understood what he meant, and agreed, "I understand."

"Thanks a lot."

"Student Cheng is my good friend, it's easy to do, and besides...in my heart, I really hope that I can be in the same city as the friends I know."

The two had another half-hour-long friendly exchange. After everything was detailed, Cheng Weiguo hung up the phone contentedly.

-

Cheng Jialan and Song Yi have been in frequent contact recently.

Because Song Yi told Cheng Jialan that he had a lot of time during the 'vacation' recently, if Cheng Jialan didn't understand anything on the way of studying, he could ask her.

Recently, she has indeed started to follow the tutor to follow the knowledge points in the textbook. When she made the workbook by herself, there were many questions that she couldn't figure out. She liked to send videos to Song Yi very much.

But she found that the nearest monitor was really busy.

Even if you don't do the topic, your hands will move around.

Once she couldn't help but asked, "Squad leader, what are you doing?"

"It feels like it never stops."

"It's nothing." Song Yi on the phone side smiled, "I'm sorting out some classmate records."

"...classmates?"

"Well, I made an appointment with a few classmates to go to Fuda to study together, and the college entrance examination is coming soon. Thinking of these things, I want to sort out the classmate records." Song Yi is looking down at the table at the moment, as if he is very serious , "When the time comes to chat together, we can also find another topic."

"..."

Students who took the Fuda exam together.

"Are there many classmates who are taking the Fuda exam together?" Cheng Jialan asked.

Song Yi paused, "Of course, it's an old prestigious school, and many majors are well-known in China. Our class is also considered a top class. Of course, many people go to the exam together."

Her tone of saying that going to Fuda is as simple as eating breakfast deeply hurt Cheng Jialan, an elementary school scumbag, she bit her lip angrily, "Well, many people will accompany you to take the Fuda exam, and there will be a lot of monitors at that time." Many friends."

"I can't pass the exam." Cheng Jialan was a little disappointed, "I can't go to the same school."

"Will we gradually fade away in the future, and you won't be friends after you finish college?"

"How is it possible?" Song Yi focused his eyes on the camera of the phone, his eyes seemed to be full of love, "Regardless of whether he is in the same school or not, Student Cheng is a very special person, you are my best friend."

"Even if we are separated by a city, we can still meet by means of transportation. What's more, we may be in the same city at that time. The traffic in the magic city is well developed. It's just a subway ride when we come out to meet each other."

She expressed that she was willing to go out for her, which surprised Cheng Jialan a little.

But before she was happy for 2 minutes, she heard Cheng Jialan say again: "When I mentioned my classmates who were admitted to Fuda University, I remembered what happened in junior high school."

"junior high school?"

"Yes." Song Yi's junior high school is not in Jiangke, but in a lesser-known middle school in the suburbs of the imperial capital. The teaching level and student resources there are far inferior to those in the urban area. It can be said that Song Yi is the golden phoenix that flew out of that small junior high school. , among the best, strange and strange.

"At that time, everyone's grades were not very good, but the teacher once asked, what school do we want to take in the future—" As long as the class ranks in the top 50.00%, they basically target prestigious schools, and the last one is the 211 focus of the local capital.

At that time, everyone was young and frivolous, and they always felt that they could do anything.

This period of the past also brought some good things to Song Yi.

The teachers in junior high cared about her very much.

Cheng Jialan also saw the softness in her eyes, "It must have been like this at that time, is the monitor still in touch with them? Are they planning to take the college entrance examination before the university they wanted?"

"No contact."

"At that time, I took the Jiangke exam. I was too far away from everyone, and my study was hard—" Song Yi sighed, as if he was very sorry, "We separated for various reasons, and then the contact became less and less, and gradually faded away."

It faded away.

Faded.

Faded.

"It's very strange now. Maybe you won't recognize it when you meet."

strange.

I don't even know each other.

It's only been two and a half years!

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