Our Days of Youth, Beautiful as a Poem

After the monthly exam, there was a wail.

"Old Zhang is a liar."

"It's so difficult, mom, math is so difficult, why is it so difficult?"

Sitting among these people, Qi Cheng looked confident. The monthly exam was never something to worry about as a top student like her. Now her mind was on another thing - the book club.

In each academic year, there will be four important activities in the upper and lower semesters of Shangqing, which have a long history and are commonly known as the Four Meetings of Shangqing.

Reading club, New Year's concert, sports meeting, and graduation ceremony.

The monthly exam is also over, and soon the book club will be held. This is the first large-scale event that Pei Qingfei will host after being elected as the student council president. She herself is quite calm, but Qi Cheng is very nervous.

After the monthly exam, everyone's state was inevitably a little slack, but Qi Cheng sat upright, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

Jiang Chu teased her, "What? Did you fail the exam?"

Qi Cheng rolled his eyes at the other party, "Reading club. Don't tell me that I didn't receive the notice when the presidium meets after class today."

Jiang Chu smiled and said, "Just for this? You are not the first year to participate, and it is not easy to follow the gourd."

Qi Cheng looked at the other party's heartless look, and said helplessly: "You look the same every year, you don't mind it."

Wonder of the world!

Qi Cheng actually had a day when he felt that the activities had to be different from year to year.

This guy has a lot of crazy ideas, but he is also very lazy. After a year, he wants to come up with some new tricks, probably the only reason is that Pei Qingfei is the president of this year's student council.

It's like holding a pearl in your hand, wishing to make the most gorgeous box and present her to others.

"You really love Qing Fei." Jiang Chu couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

At the end of the day's class, several heads of the student union's presidium met in the multimedia classroom on the ground floor of Shangqing's second-year teaching building.

Of course, the student union has its own activity room, but the current team has been working together since the first year of high school. Jiang Chu has a good relationship with Mr. Wei from the information center, so he got a spare key in a small way. They can use various equipment in this multimedia classroom.

The reading club in Shangqing Senior High School is the oldest among the four clubs. It has been preserved since the establishment of the school. It aims to share the reading results between students and teachers, and recommend meaningful books to each other. Enrich everyone's knowledge and horizons.

The intention is very good, but all these years have been in a rigid mode. Randomly find a few student representatives and teacher representatives from the three grades, and take the manuscript to the front to read their own reading experience and experience, and then the students sitting in the audience I was drowsy after listening to it, and finally everyone applauded together, successfully ending this year's reading activities.

Qi Cheng has already participated in it once, and she really doesn't want to participate in such a boring event a second time.

Pei Qingfei didn't want to either, so she made some preparations.

She made good use of the projection screen in the multimedia classroom. Although it was only an internal discussion within the presidium, Pei Qingfei also made a presentation.

"I think everyone should have the same idea." Pei Qingfei opened a ppt file while linking the USB drive, she said with a smile, "I don't want to let such a boring activity come from my own hands."

Including Pei Qingfei, there are only five people in the multimedia classroom of Nuo University, Jiang Chu in style, Qi Cheng in the secretariat, He Wenhua in the organization, and Xiao Jin in the promotion. The original quiet atmosphere was broken by one person's shouting.

"That's right." Qi Cheng raised his hands in positive response.

"So, I want to make this year's book club activities a little more novel." Pei Qingfei smiled.

"Okay, okay." Qi Cheng was like an answerer.

Jiang Chu covered his face helplessly. Of the five people here, he and Qi Cheng were the only ones in the same class. He really couldn't afford to lose this person.

He Wenhua is the monitor of class two and three in high school. He is deep and steady. He doesn't speak much in ordinary times, but he is reliable in his work. He has been in the organization department with Qi Cheng since the first year of high school, and has undertaken a lot of organizational work. Now after listening to Pei Qingfei He didn't express his opinion immediately, but wanted to wait until Pei Qingfei's thoughts were fully displayed before making a conclusion.

Xiao Jin is also from the science class, the second and eighth class of senior high school. He looks gentle, but when he speaks, he has a long list of non-stop words. He is more suitable for leading the propaganda department than Qi Cheng.Right now, he has a completely different reaction from He Wenhua. He also belongs to the type of thinking outside the box. Before Pei Qingfei starts to show, he has already expressed a lot of opinions.

Pei Qingfei's activity plan is not very complicated, but the form is completely different from before, "I think, we can arrange a big mailbox, so that everyone and every teacher in Shangqing can write a handwritten letter. Put it inside, after collecting everything, everyone will draw a copy, and those who think that the reading recommendation they have drawn are well written can raise their hands to share with everyone on stage, what do you think?" After Pei Qingfei finished speaking, A pair of jet-black eyes swept across several people, and finally landed on Qi Cheng.

"How can the quality of the letters be guaranteed?" Qi Cheng asked.

Pei Qingfei smiled, "We don't make hard and fast rules on this, it can be detailed or brief, even if there are only three or two sentences that are the finishing touch, the letters shared on stage on the day of the event are checked by the recipients. If it is done well, people will have the desire to read it and share it with everyone.”

"Changing the form of the study club rashly, will there be any resistance from the school?" Qi Cheng said again.

Pei Qingfei tilted her head, as if wondering why Qi Cheng asked such a question, "I can talk to Lao Hu, I believe he will agree, and the school will let us communicate."

Qi Cheng finally breathed out a little pretentiously, "In the end, I'm really afraid that some people will take this opportunity to turn the book club into a big confession scene."

Pei Qingfei shrugged, "I have confidence in our Shangqing classmates. Everyone knows what to do on what occasion. Even if something unplanned happens in the end, it is in line with our Shangqing philosophy of freedom, democracy and diversity. Isn't it so?"

Qi Cheng looked at Pei Qingfei, who was talking eloquently about a few of his questions, and felt a sense of pride spontaneously.

Qi Cheng asked all the questions that could be asked, and Pei Qingfei's answers were all reasonable and orderly, so the others naturally had nothing else to say.

Jiang Chu felt that Qi Cheng deliberately asked these questions before them, so that Pei Qingfei would never be unable to come down because of other people's problems.

What a scheming, Jiang Chu sighed.

While Jiang Chu was still thinking about Qi Cheng's thoughts, several other people had unanimously approved Pei Qingfei's proposal, and it was getting late, so everyone said goodbye in a friendly manner.

Hey?

Is this going?

It wasn't until Jiang Chu realized that a key flew towards Jiang Chu in a graceful arc.

In order to avoid being hit in the face by the key, Jiang Chu stretched out his hand and took it neatly.

"Jiang Chu, I'll leave the rest to you." Qi Cheng greeted Jiang Chu happily.

"Please." Xiao Jin hung his schoolbag on one shoulder and waved his hand towards Jiang Chu.

He Wenhua didn't say anything, but simply nodded, expressing his thoughts.

It's just that Pei Qingfei has a little bit of conscience and can see a trace of embarrassment, but Jiang Chu didn't let Jiang Chu watch for too long. Qi Cheng took her hand and took her away.

"Ah, hey, at least one person is left. Turn off the screen, turn off the device, and turn off the power. I do it all by myself. Do you have any humanity? I want to go home and eat too, okay? Hey."

Jiang Chu's screams echoed in the underground multimedia classroom.

The four people who ran ahead of time could naturally hear it too.

"Do you want to go back and have a look?" Pei Qingfei looked at everyone.

Qi Cheng smiled and embraced Pei Qingfei's arm, shaking it like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank, "Don't worry, who is that inside, Jiang Chu, Vice President Jiang, he doesn't care about these small things, let's take care of them." It's done in minutes."

Xiao Jin, who is usually the fastest, did not overtake He Wenhua today. Seeing He Wenhua pushing his glasses, he nodded and said, "Qi Cheng is right."

The few people who happily abandoned Jiang Chu and ran away rode bicycles to bid farewell at the school gate.

At this moment, the sun was sinking to the west, and the sky was covered with orange-red rays.

The two walked on the broken bridge, looking from a distance, the river flowing eastward was sparkling, and the evening breeze helped it, and the orange-red river waves rolled eastward, as if there was no end, and they were tireless.

Qi Cheng felt that the hands around her waist seemed to be tightened, so she stopped the car directly with her right foot on the ground.

"Look before we go?" Qi Cheng asked with a smile.

The answer that came was Pei Qingfei nodded vigorously.

The two stood on the Wang'an Bridge, watching the sunset calmly recede inch by inch. The whole process was short and long, the semicircle formed a line, the line became a point, and finally became invisible.

The sky and the earth are shrouded in a layer of gray, which is the middle zone between day and night, but the misty Lingjiang River is still flowing.

"I really want to go to the Bridge of Sighs together. I heard that there is the most beautiful sunset in the world." Qi Cheng looked into the distance and couldn't help sighing.

"Oh."

Ok?

Just one word and it's over?

"You have nothing else to say?" Qi Cheng asked puzzled.

"What?" Pei Qingfei said.

"Sigh the beauty of the creator, or, or something else, are you a child who studies literature?" Qi Cheng said.

"Have you ever heard of the truth that there is no such thing as a famous place?" Pei Qingfei preached solemnly.

"Have you been there?" Qi Cheng asked.

Pei Qingfei shook her head, "I guess."

"Cut, there is no romanticism at all." Qi Cheng complained.

After the sun set, the night gradually enveloped the entire Lingjiang City, and the two looked at the time.

"Oops, oh no, if you don't go back, you will be read again. Qing Fei, come up quickly and go home." Qi Cheng exclaimed.

Pei Qingfei took her time and jumped onto Qi Cheng's bicycle sideways. She wrapped her arms around Qi Cheng's waist, tilted her head slightly, and leaned against Qi Cheng's back.

Qi Cheng is tall and thin, with a slender figure, but it is inevitable that she is a little thinner, but it is such a back that still makes Pei Qingfei feel safe. She looks in the direction of the setting sun, and the sun has long since disappeared. In the darkness of night, only waiting for the arrival of a new day, Pei Qingfei's eyes flashed with nostalgia.

The Bridge of Sighs, the most beautiful sunset in the world?

No, it does not exist. The most beautiful sunset must be accompanied by the most important person at the best age.

The author has something to say: the happiest thing is to do what you like with the people you like.

For Pei Qingfei, the most beautiful sunset in the world is not at the Bridge of Sighs, but right in front of him.