Chapter 471

Today is the first day of summer vacation, Saturday, June 18, 2089. Lu Zhengkang came to the school gate. This may be the last time he stepped here. He didn't realize that he really graduated until he walked on the shady path to the complex building.

In front of the auditorium stood many graduates of the same level. Instead of wearing school uniforms, they changed into their favorite clothes. It's rare to do so. On weekdays, they wore school uniforms and surrounded by red scarves. Their ugly and clumsy appearance really made people unhappy. Finally, I don't have to be taught by the teachers here any more.

Lu Zhengkang saw Meng Qijun. She was standing at the edge of the crowd. Under the shadow of a camphor tree, mottled light fell on her long white skirt. She was clearly a little girl, and also gave people a gentle and graceful style.

Lu Zhengkang walked over with a smile and exclaimed, "Wow, isn't this our talented girl Meng Qijun! What are you doing at school today? Is it to see your dear and wise senior

Meng Qijun muttered softly: "Lu Zhengkang, I'll ask you which junior high school you want to go to in the future."

Lu Zhengkang scratched his belly. "Oh, well, Xuanxuan and I talked about going to Ninghu middle school on the other side of Luoshan. Do you know?"

Meng Qijun lowered her head and twisted her hands behind her. She didn't wear a hat, so her long soft black hair came down. A disorderly breeze suddenly blew over her face. The little girl's face was blocked by her hair in the disordered wind. She stretched out her hand to tie up her flying hair in a flurry, just like pulling away a cloud of ink, revealing her red face.

Seeing that she was clumsy, Lu Zhengkang reached out to help her put all her hair on the back of her head.

Meng Qijun's right hand clenched his hair, and his left hand kept swinging in front of him. He stepped back two steps. "Classmate Lu Zhengkang, you really have no demeanor." She couldn't help but speak a little louder. Her sharp voice was like the electric current creaking in the radio. Meng Qijun himself was also startled. He took back his left hand and covered his mouth with a very low look.

Lu Zhengkang laughed, rubbed her head, and scattered her hair again. "Little boy."

"Lu Zhengkang! You are bullying your classmates again Su Xiangli came over from behind and jumped up to hook Xiaolu's neck. The little girl developed early and was only slightly shorter than Lu Zhengkang. Hooking her neck would not make Lu Zhengkang feel suffocated.

Lu Zhengkang squatted down a little, his hands hooked back, and he lifted Su Xiang off his back. Su Xiangli screamed. Lu Zhengkang grinned and ran around with the girl on his back, causing the students to look around one after another, and the familiar friends rushed in.

I don't know who said "pig Bajie carries his daughter-in-law!"

Everyone began to shout "pig Bajie back daughter-in-law!"

Su Xiangli was so embarrassed that he buried his face on Lu Zhengkang's shoulder and held the boy's neck tightly. "Lu Zhengkang, die for me!"

Meng Qijun retreated to the back of the tree. She touched her throat and looked to the direction of Lu Zhengkang.

Why?

I can't say it. I can't understand it. Just want to follow the boy, the warm as the sun, you can't reach.

……

At the graduation ceremony, the president in his seventies stood on the stage and said, "I'll just say three words."

Then the second sentence: "happy graduation, students!"

Everybody clapped.

The third sentence: "it's another six years for all the teachers, teaching directors, cadres, leaders and staff of our school to send away a group of lovely students. We all see your hard work in our eyes. Let's sincerely say that you have worked hard!"

Everybody clapped again.

The fourth sentence: "I wish all graduates a bright future and a bright future!"

The headmaster came down the platform, and the students wanted to break their palms.

Next came the director of education, a middle-aged greasy man. His first sentence was "I say two things."

Then the two things were divided into four or five points, and finally one thing was added, which lasted for a total of 40 minutes.

Lu Zhengkang heard several male teachers whispering in the corner of the auditorium.

A science teacher surnamed Shao, who did not want to be named, said: "the teaching director's skills are getting better year by year."

A sports teacher surnamed yuan, who did not want to be named, said: "he is a middle-aged man. I heard that he is bald."

A Chinese teacher surnamed Zhao, who did not want to be named, said, "isn't that right? The hair looks very dense. "

Shao: "I know that. He has long hair on the left side, and it goes to the right side to cover the top."

Yuan said: "yes, I heard that he had three hair transplants and all of them died. The most successful one was for eight months

Zhao: "no wonder it's always three or seven percent cream."

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Ha ha ha."

"Quack quack."

When Lu Zhengkang heard the speech, he immediately knew it. When the teacher in the grandstand thought of his father's achievements, a kind of pride came into being.Brave young deer, stride forward to bald fate!

Su Xiangli poked Lu Zhengkang's ribs, "you are in a daze again."

"I was thinking about what to have for lunch."

"Is there any result?"

"It's too hot to eat. Would you like some smoothies? I invite you

……

At the end of the graduation ceremony, Lu Zhengkang distributed the draft and walked out of the auditorium with Su Xiangli, Zhang yingxuan and Zhou Ping, but he didn't see Meng Qijun. He must have left. Lu Zhengkang sent her an email telling her to be careful on her way home.

Graduates may be in groups of three or two, or they may follow their parents and lead the robots out of the school slowly. When they turn back, although the door is still open, everyone knows that they may not take another step.

Su Xiangli, wearing orange short sleeves, suddenly felt a little cold. He picked up his arm, moved to Lu Zhengkang and sighed, "bad guy, we are really graduating."

Zhang yingxuan holding a hand-held small fan to cool himself, "it's liberation at last, let's go to eat smoothie quickly, it's so hot."

Zhou Ping hissed and scolded him, "Hey, you're a wet blanket. Now it's obviously a time of great sorrow!"

Lu Zhengkang shakes his head and says: "young people don't know the taste of sorrow. For the sake of new words of Fu, we have to say sorrow. Don't feel sorry. Su Xiang is a little pig away from you, just a little bit." As soon as the two of them left, Zhou Ping and Zhang yingxuan ran with them, faster and faster, walking through the city's flat streets. Countless tall glass buildings glittered with pure glass. Sunny days shone on the earth. Long live our childhood and youth.

……

Two hours later, four children were sitting at the counter of the cold drink shop, holding the smoothies.

"Hami melon is delicious."

"Red beans are better."

"I don't believe it unless you feed me." Su Xiangli opens his mouth.

Lu Zhengkang took a spoonful of it and put it in front of her. The little girl came up like a fish and gently sipped the red bean smoothie, showing a happy smile. "Delicious, you win."

Zhou Ping asked Zhang yingxuan, "why do you want to buy two lemon flavored ones? They are so sour."

"In summer, of course, it's cool."