The weather started to heat up in May, with the temperature soaring to 30 degrees Celsius. The fans in the classroom began to work, whirring tirelessly.
Meng Yao's high school life came to an end in the hot weather.
With only half a month left before the college entrance examination, Feng Han organized an event.
That night, all the senior high school students did not attend the evening self-study in the second half of the semester. Under the leadership of the class teacher, they all gathered in the corridor outside the classroom.
Everyone was confused about the situation and looked at each other in confusion. I don't know who looked out accidentally and exclaimed, and then everyone followed his gaze and looked over.
——A huge crowd stood in the open space below the high school teaching building.
They were all wearing Feng Han's school uniforms.
All the senior high school students were shocked by this scene and couldn't help but say:
"It seems like these are all freshmen and sophomores in high school."
"What are they doing here?"
"I do not know."
"Oh my God, why are they all holding glow sticks in their hands? Are they holding a concert?"
It's really possible.
Song Siqi pulled Meng Yao and lay on the outer wall of the corridor, looking at the dense crowd of people downstairs. She recalled carefully for a moment and said, "I remember we didn't do this when we were in the first and second years of high school, right?"
Meng Yao lowered his eyes and said "hmm".
All questions and discussions were suspended with the presence of the Director of Political and Educational Affairs.
Feng Han's dean, whose surname is Wu, is in his early forties, a little chubby, and very serious. Because of this, almost no students dared to make mistakes in front of him.
As soon as he appeared, everyone felt as if a criticism meeting was about to be held, and they all fell silent.
The dean held the microphone in his hand and cleared his throat. A loud voice came out through the microphone instantly.
His speech was brief, two or three minutes. The contents are all motivational words for senior high school students who are about to take the college entrance examination.
Having heard these words so many times this year, everyone is a little numb.
The dean probably knew it very well. After speaking briefly, he turned the topic to what everyone was most curious about tonight.
He said that the junior students in the first and second grade of high school wanted to send blessings to them and specially prepared a song.
It's really a concert.
Everyone was a little surprised, and a little excitement and curiosity were added to the surprise.
After all, all the senior high school students have not participated in such entertainment activities for a long time.
Everyone looked down with expectant eyes. Among the people standing downstairs, there were several students holding microphones in addition to light sticks.
There is no accompaniment, it is completely sung a cappella.
From the first sentence, many people guessed that they were singing the song "Stubborn" by Mayday.
The lyrics are very appropriate and the chorus works well.
Perhaps the people below were waving light sticks and singing for them, the scene was grand, or perhaps the lyrics were too in line with the current state of mind. In short, many people were moved, and some girls with low tears even cried.
Gradually, the senior high school students also integrated in and started singing along.
"Me and my last stubbornness
Hold your hands tightly and never let go
Is the next stop going to be paradise?
Even if you are disappointed
Can't despair
…
Me and my proud stubbornness
I sing loudly in the wind
Crazy for myself this time
just this once
Me and my stubbornness”
…
Every lyric is like a declaration or a catharsis of all the accumulated emotions of this year.
One after another, it was shocking.
By the end of the song, everyone below was shouting at the top of their lungs: Come on, seniors and sisters, you will win the college entrance examination.
It made Song Siqi's eyes wet and she choked up when she spoke: "When did the school have such a sense of ritual? The previous high school seniors didn't get this kind of treatment... I really shed more tears in my senior year than I did in kindergarten." It will be more in total by the second year of high school.”
Meng Yao remained silent. Song Siqi turned to look over and found that Meng Yao's eyes had turned red at some point. In addition, perhaps due to the light, her eyes were slightly bright at night.
*
The last moments of my senior year of high school passed quietly. The date of this year's college entrance examination is still the same as in previous years.
Meng Yuanshan was worried and rushed back from other places to take the exam. Song Lan also asked for two days of leave from her workplace.
Compared to Meng Yao, who seemed indifferent, the two of them were more anxious like people taking the college entrance examination.
But in fact, Meng Yao didn't look so calm and calm. No one knew that she had been suffering from insomnia in the days leading up to the college entrance examination.
It was strange. She was not thinking about anything, was not particularly worried about the college entrance examination, and was even very calm, but she just couldn't sleep.
In the dead of night, when everyone had rested, Meng Yao lay on his side with his eyes open for a long time. Unable to fall asleep, he got up from the bed and lit a lamp.
The light from the desk lamp was not strong, illuminating her desk.
The place where Meng Yao lives now was rented by Song Lan when he was admitted to Fenghan High School, just to be close to the school.
The house is not very spacious, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, which is just enough to live in. Meng Yao's bedroom has a small balcony. When she moved in, Song Lan said that the light was good and let her live in this room. The room is equipped with a wardrobe, but Song Lan bought it specially for her to study.
At that time, Song Lan chose the simple wood-colored desk, saying that she would only live here for three years and it would be convenient for her to do her homework.
But Meng Yao crouched in front of this table and wrote not only all the homework for three years of high school, but also the secret thoughts of a girl.
Now that she is about to graduate, there are a lot of things piled on her desk. Various books, corrected wrong question papers, written test papers, copied words, notes from various subjects, etc...
These are what Song Lan and Meng Yuanshan can see. They are the marks left by her three years of high school, but the marks of her three years of high school are more than that, and there are also the items hidden in her locked drawer.
Meng Yao sat at the desk, reached out and flipped through his notes, and then opened the locked drawer.
She finally understood why she had insomnia, probably because there was a feeling of loss lingering in her heart.
There are some things in this world that you can choose to do over again when you feel regretful, but youth only happens once. No matter whether you are successful or frustrated in life in the future, God will not favor you and give you the opportunity to start over again.
The night before the college entrance examination, Meng Yao received a call from her grandparents. The two elders were encouraging her, and the topic went off the rails, and they actually talked about Meng Yao's childhood dream.
Meng Yao learned a text in elementary school about astronaut Yang Liwei. After many years, Meng Yao could no longer remember the content, but her grandmother said on the phone that she had always said that her dream was to be in the future after learning that text in elementary school. When asked why she wanted to become an astronaut, she said very seriously that she wanted to go to the sky to pick stars and give them to her grandparents.
Meng Yao had long forgotten the children's words and had no memory of his former dreams, but it could be heard from her grandmother's tone that she was obviously very happy with her words back then.
This joy lasted for many years.
Meng Yao couldn't explain her emotions at this moment. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she broke her grandmother's happiness. She held up her cell phone and asked her grandma in a low voice if she would be disappointed. She could not fulfill her dream back then, and even the direction had deviated far away.
Grandma was stunned by her words for a moment, and then smiled and said on the phone: "What nonsense are you talking about? Grandma has never been disappointed with you. We are so outstanding, with good grades and obedience."
Grandma's voice has a warmth even through the phone: "It's normal for people to change their ideas when they grow up. No matter what your dream is, grandma supports you. Don't feel pressured. In fact, grandma’s request for you has never changed, just be happy and healthy.”
These few words gave Meng Yao great strength, and she suddenly had the sense of security that no matter what you do, there is someone behind you to support you.
Meng Yao didn't suffer from insomnia that night and slept very well.
The weather was good on the day of the college entrance examination, with clear blue sky and cloudless sky.
Song Lan and Meng Yuanshan were more nervous than the parties involved. They didn't sleep well all night. They got up early that day. They were afraid of accidents such as traffic jams on the road that would delay the exam. They had breakfast and set off from home early.
Song Lan asked Meng Yao several times on the way if she had brought her admission ticket and test items. Meng Yao lowered his head and checked twice in front of her, and Song Lan relaxed a little.
Meng Yao's test center was not in Fenghan, and she was not in the same school as Song Siqi. When she stepped into the examination room, she looked at the unfamiliar campus and suddenly remembered that in the last class before the college entrance examination, Shen Heyi had explained all the precautions for the test and stood on the podium. He didn't speak for a long time, and the classmates below him were also very quiet. After a while, a smile appeared on Shen Heyi's face. He looked at them and slowly said, "Actually, I secretly drafted a long draft of what I want to say today, but the content is too lengthy and I'm afraid you don't want to hear it. So I decided to keep the story short."
"I know you've heard too many inspiring words, but I still want to say-"
Shen Heyi's eyes gently glanced at every young face: "I am very proud to be your teacher. The two or three years of fighting side by side with you are very happy and unforgettable memories for me. You are about to embark on a new journey. I hope you can move forward bravely on your journey. No matter where you are or what happens in the future, I hope you will remember that tomorrow will always be sunny for young people, and nothing is worth being discouraged and depressed."
"In this special and important exam, the teacher wishes each of you to be on the gold medal list and have a bright future."
…
Meng Yao walked into the examination room with blessings.
In her senior year of high school, she experienced countless times how quickly time passed, but she never expected that the college entrance examination, which made countless people panic, would be so short when it came time to actually face it.
For the last exam, Meng Yao put the last stroke on the test paper and glanced out the window.
The college entrance examination in just two days brought a neat end to her long and difficult three years of high school. At this point, her high school days were completely over. From now on, it would no longer be the group of classmates around her who would watch the sunset outside the window with her.
Outside the classroom, the noisy cicadas, the hot wind, the dazzling sunshine, and Meng Yao's gone youth were all fixed in this June.
Thinking about it later, I can only miss it in the form of memories.
