Xueba Raiders

C'est vousquiavez choisile franais, mais é coutez bien, le franais vousa choisi.

(When I knew that the college was going to prepare a small surprise for graduates, I thought of you first. I hope that after returning to school, all past experiences have been internalized into your precious wealth. You and French are destined two-way choices , may you go further, more steadily and more excitingly on this road.)

Hu Yue knew it.

How deep is the relationship between students and teachers?Not good.The ancient teachings, "Only recognize one master in a lifetime" are no longer taught. The same university teacher may only teach two or three classes in a student training plan.A student will meet too many teachers, and maybe hope that he will not fail the subject. The moment the grade is released is the moment when the fate is exhausted.One session after another, come and go, get together and part.

But there will always be someone who leaves a strong and colorful stroke. After more than ten years, students will still be grateful to this teacher when they recall it.The teacher will also be gratified that he can meet such a good seedling, train him, accompany him for a journey, and see the stars.

Tinder left.

Lin Weizhen's nose was sore, and he tried his best to hold back the tears.

Suddenly his arm was lightly touched, and he turned his head to find that it was the girl next to him who returned the pack of tissues.Her eyes were red, but she wanted to laugh a little.

Lin Weizhen was a little embarrassed and didn't react, the girl said seriously: "I only used a piece of paper."

It's over, W's big man, the legendary Lin Weizhen, didn't hold back at the graduation ceremony, and the idol burden was destroyed.

After the graduation ceremony, the school also allows free borrowing and returning of bachelor’s uniforms from the counselors. This week, the campus is full of graduates taking pictures, leaving their last memories in teaching buildings, classrooms, playgrounds, activity rooms, lawns, and courts. .

The teacher's office has seen a sudden increase in the number of people, most of whom are wearing academic uniforms to take a group photo, and the teachers also put in more effort to touch up their makeup every day.

There are also a lot of people confessing. I heard that the frequency of yelling downstairs in the dormitory has become higher, and there are actually a few couples.The most exaggerated thing is that a boy placed a circle of roses and called seven or eight buddies to help him shout.The lights on the girl's building were all on, and she stood on the balcony to watch the excitement.

Unique to youth, warm and lively.

Lin Weizhen's schedule is very full recently, and there are many activities during the graduation season. Almost all clubs related to music have come to him for programs.Lin Weizhen almost declined all of them, mainly because the internship at the Foreign Affairs Office could not be scheduled and he could not rehearse with other people, but he agreed to go to the performance or have a meal with others who had a good relationship.

"None of them?" He Qing asked on the phone.

He seemed to subconsciously think where Lin Weizhen was going to sing a song, and it was a pity that he was missing this one.

"There is one," Lin Weizhen said. "This Saturday, um, it's a self-organized song meeting. It's not in the city hall, but on the school lawn. You've been there, and there's a stage there."

Lin Weizhen asked immediately, "Are you free?"

"Yes," He Qing said with a smile, "If you don't have it, you have to."

The author has something to say:

It's almost over, but I have plans to write a high school episode!

感谢在2020-07-1413:20:37~2020-07-1517:17:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Beijuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

---------------

## Chapter 72

==============================

On Saturday night, Lin Weizhen insisted on going to the subway station to pick up He Qing. Getting off the overpass was as busy as it was a few years ago. The advertising boards had changed several businesses, and the flower shop was still open. Walking by the door was full of healing aromas.The two of them were not in a hurry, neither took the bus nor took a taxi, and walked leisurely all the way to the gate of W, and heard the sound before seeing anyone, and the singing party had already started.

It's not dark yet, but the campus lights are fully turned on, and even the library is lit up a warm orange.Some people were standing on the lawn, some were sitting, and some were lying down casually, with the smell of mud all over their noses.The stage is not big, standing in the middle of the lawn, only a few square meters, and there are three steps to go up and down.There are decorations hanging on the fence, such as balls, stars and moons. I don’t know who tied the white short sleeves that were uniformly issued at the opening ceremony to the fence. When the evening wind blows, it is all the years .

There is an electric keyboard on the table, and beside it are guitars, violins, and spare microphones.I heard that people from the music club wanted to bring all the drum kits, but in the end it was too heavy.The one who is playing the piano is the president of the junior year, and the one who is singing is her friend from the senior class.

It was a classic old song, and everyone recognized it when the prelude sounded.

"They are all old, where are they? Fortunately, I have accompanied them to open..."

He Qing whispered, "I can also play this song."

Lin Weizhen squeezed his fingers, and responded in a low voice: "Then you will come up and play a song later."

He Qing took a step forward, with rejection written all over his body.Lin Weizhen walked over with a smile, and then quietly pulled him in the dark.

"La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la, is she still driving..."

The voices singing on the middle stage have been drowned out, almost becoming a lawn chorus.People sitting on the ground stood up one after another, turned on the flashlight of their mobile phones and started waving.

Who has no mood to distinguish between true and false, and who has not walked through spring and autumn, winter and summer together.

When I graduated, all I remembered was the good old days.

One after another, some people cried and some laughed, some came and some left, and some people got emotional and rushed to the stage to sing a cappella impromptuly.

The sunset glow has dissipated, the sky can no longer see the light, and the light is on the ground.

"It's my time," Lin Weizhen turned his head and said, "When I signed up, they said I was behind this song."

He Qing nodded with a smile, Lin Weizhen signaled him to stand still and wait, and then strode onto the stage.

Someone on the lawn had already recognized him, and they shouted "Lin Weizhen" and "Come on Lin Weizhen" a few times.

There is no host, and no one joins the show. At this moment, strangers become familiar.Lin Weizhen took the guitar from the previous performer and said "thank you".

He Qing said, "He wants to play the guitar?"

"The following song is written by myself," Lin Weizhen adjusted the microphone and said with a smile, "I wrote it for... an important person."

Young people are most eager to boo. These words are like throwing a torch on the lawn, and the crowd immediately boiled.

He Qing was suddenly a little nervous.

The singer does not need to say too much, the words are all in the song.After a simple opening sentence, there are a few simple single notes, and the steel string texture of the folk piano cannot be replaced by other instruments.

"The light shines on your face,

You look in the direction of the blackboard.

An auxiliary line, ideally connected,

The sunset and the playground, the memory is too long. "

He is telling a story.

The story begins with a young high school, you look at the blackboard, and the people around you are looking at you.You can solve math problems, but you can't solve happy things.

In the sunset, on the playground, walking side by side, you said you would be a good doctor.

He Qing's palms were slightly sweaty, and he couldn't take his eyes off for a moment. What Lin Weizhen plucked was not the strings of the guitar, but his heart.

The audience is smart, and they guessed the long secret love.The next emotion will come in again, it's sour and sweet.

"The high-speed rail speeds past, past the past,

The city is in deep sleep, who is delusional.

I have seen leaves grow and fall, tea and bloom,

I have heard the tides and waves holding a crescent moon. "

The moon also smiled, laughing at what love is in the world.

As soon as the pitch is turned, the single note becomes a chord.

"Are the fireworks beautiful,

Not as bright as your eyes.

J'ail'avenir tracé commetul'écris (My future is exactly the trajectory you draw)

Situveuxqu'ons'apprenne (as long as you wish to know me)"

When the French came out, the girl next to He Qing couldn't help but let out a "wow", and whispered to the girlfriend next to her: "I want to make a video."

"Someone has already recorded it later," another girl smiled and urged, "Hurry up, before it's over."

Only He Qing was immersed in the memory of the fireworks, the Ferris wheel rose to the highest point, dazzled for a moment, and confessed in his heart.

"The rose is bright,

It's because you're by my side.

Ceuxqu'il savouent, couvrent et découvrent (words confessed, hidden, or discovered)

Situveuxqu'ons'apprenne (as long as you wish to know me)"

I love you, said the rose, but you never knew it.

I know, He Qing thought, from the moment I know, eternity is given meaning.

"From heartbeat to confirmation of heartbeat,

You came,

Poems have concrete,

It is you,

Do you take care of me too?

Nothing could be happier than this,

Don't say I love you,

But love has nowhere to hide. "

Lin Weizhen sings a sentence, reads a sentence, he is the only one on the stage