Chapter 6: The Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony

This day is the day of the Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony of the hometown junior high school.

The 100-day swearing-in ceremony at hometown junior high school is very interesting. It is divided into three processes.

The first one is a meeting, a conventional meeting, with student representatives speaking first, and then leaders speaking.

The second process is to bury the time bag. The school gives each student a sticky note and a small glass bottle, allowing each student to write down messages, wishes, and even wishes for the future. It's just a little thought, buried under the largest redbud tree in the corner of the campus, waiting for a ten-year appointment.

We who are fifteen years old this year will probably wait until we are 25 years old, that is, two or three years after graduating from college, to return to school again and look at ourselves again, our original selves.

Has your original wish come true?

Do we have to pay tribute now?

The third process is to eat cake, which gives a sense of deja vu as the school celebrates the coming of age ceremony for the students. Of course, there is no coming of age ceremony for children aged fifteen or sixteen, it is just this feeling .

When grapes are born, they are green and astringent.

It has not yet reached maturity.

However.

An Ting quickly discovered a bug. He looked at the squad leader Song Ci and asked: "Didn't I tell you to write a message for the future? Where is the paper?"

out.

The whole class looked at Anting in the corner with disdain. Well... Anting's location is in the corner. In order not to affect other students, this arrangement was specially arranged.

His deskmate is Gao Fei.

Before Song Ci could answer, Gao Fei complained: "An Ting, are you awake? We wrote it last Friday and handed in the note."

Although today is the day of the 100-day swearing-in ceremony, I finished writing it and handed it in last Friday.

"Ah...!?"

The people in Anting were stupid. They originally wanted to write about a lofty ambition like changing the world, but they didn't expect that they wouldn't even have this opportunity. It seems that the time point of rebirth is not very good.

Song Ci thought it was nothing, and said: "The notes have been put into the glass bottle. If you want to change the content, you can write it again. It is not difficult. What do you want? I still have it here. Extra glass bottles."

An Ting was very thoughtful, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I won't change it, it's pointless!"

"Okay..."

Then again, what on earth did I write in my time bag in my previous life?

This is a very delicate situation. Although I wrote the content last Friday, I have actually been separated from this ray of soul for 14 years.

There are 14 years between today and yesterday. His revolving door went back from the age of 29 to a few days before he was 15, but he has no memory of the longer past.

Moreover, in his previous life, when he was 25 years old, he did not go back to school to dig for tips, and he did not remember what he wrote at all.

At this moment.

The head teacher, Lao Li, appeared at the door of the classroom. He looked at Song Ci and said, "Song Ci, you will go on stage to speak as a student representative later. Have you prepared your speech?"

"Well..."

"Do you need the teacher to help you review the manuscript?"

"Thank you, teacher, no need, I'm ready."

Lao Li is very satisfied with Song Ci, a student who not only manages the class affairs in an orderly manner, but is also excellent in both conduct and learning.

Lao Li, who is about to turn 40 this year, met such a worry-free student for the first time. As he thought about it, Lao Li seemed as warm as a smiling Buddha.

However.

The next second, Lao Li looked at Anting. The sky turned cloudy, no, the sky turned thunderstorm. He cursed and said: "Anting, you are going to go on stage later! Get ready!" "

"Um...I am also a student representative?"

An Ting can't remember that he still has such a glorious past! ?

Although Hometown Junior High School is a public junior high school in a small town, and you can attend it for free if you have a household registration, its educational level is considered to be above average in this city. It is a great honor to be selected as a student representative. thing.

Unexpectedly.

Bao Weiwei poured cold water on her and joked: "You are also a student representative, but on the opposite side!"

"What do you mean?"

Gao Fei thought Anting was pretending, so he poked his waist with his elbow and said, "Stop pretending... Half a month ago, you had a fight with Wei Feng from Class 37, Grade 3, and the school specially asked you to I came on stage today to make a self-review."

"Hmm..."

An Ting searched his memory and vaguely found such a dusty past event.

Wei Feng, a boy in Class 37 of his hometown junior high school. If Anting is a naughty and unruly loner, then Wei Feng is an out-and-out school bully. He is not alone. He is keen to form gangs and dominate the youth circles in small towns.

On the eve of the Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony, he had a battle with Wei Feng, and the cause was alreadyI can't think of it. It seems that a lot of things can be explained by saying that I am young or frivolous.

As for going on stage to conduct self-criticism.

Then go.

In his last life, Anting studied mechanical maintenance in technical secondary school. He worked as a technician for two years, and then worked as a salesperson for a long time, making a living with one mouth.

Thanos snapped his fingers, and he was gone, but his mouth was still there, and he even said: I am fine, really fine!

　……

　Nine o’clock in the morning.

The Hundred Days Oath-taking Ceremony officially began.

There are two lines of teams, girls in front and boys in the back.

Logically speaking, the taller Anting should have been at the back of the queue, but Teacher Li asked him to sit first. On the one hand, it was to prevent him from messing around in the back, and on the other hand, It is convenient for him to come on stage to review later.

It’s a coincidence.

There is another person who wants to speak on stage, it is Song Ci, she is sitting next to Anting.

The girl sat upright, exuding a faint fragrance. The spring breeze blew by, and the strands of hair fluttered in front of Anting, making him feel dazed from time to time.

Just when Anting was careless, Song Ci suddenly lowered his head and didn't know what he was writing. It should be a speech on the stage.

I thought it was her speech on stage, but I didn’t expect that after she finished writing, she suddenly thrust the speech she had just finished in front of Anting and said seriously: "Take it!"

Um...

This is not her speech, but Anting’s self-reflection.

Looking at Juan Xiu’s handwriting on the draft paper, Anting was a little stunned.

　“What are you doing standing still!?”

　“I don’t need your help, I can do it myself.”

　“Hey...you can? You It refers to your previous works - "My Chartered Father", "My Wilderness Survival Diary", and..." At this point, Song Ci seemed to have thought of something, his face turned red, and he shut up.

And... "My School Girlfriend".

Of course, "My School Girlfriend" does not mention Song Ci by name, but only generally depicts a very beautiful girl.

Although Song Ci thought it was him, he felt it was too ugly and did not dare to admit it.

Especially in front of Anting.

Listening, Anting smiled awkwardly, remembering a lot of past events, no, it should be said to be dark history.

LiThe teacher is a class teacher and a Chinese teacher. Maybe he is lazy, or maybe he really likes this teaching method. He is keen on allowing students to communicate and learn, such as exchanging and correcting each other's compositions.

If two people with poor Chinese proficiency exchange essays, there will be no learning value and they can only communicate about illness.

Therefore, the advantages and disadvantages complement each other.

As Anting is the worst student in the class, he is naturally matched with the best student - Song Ci.

Song Ci has been reading his essays for three years and is dumbfounded every time. She has a very accurate understanding of the level of his essays. She knows that he cannot write a self-criticism and is too lazy to go online and plagiarize. .

I simply wrote it for him.

At this moment, feeling Anting's wanton gaze, Song Ci's face turned red and she said awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, it's just mutual help between relatives... quasi-relatives..."

Um...just relatives.

"Thank you!" Anting couldn't explain, so he simply acted free and easy, showing a bright smile, with red lips and white teeth.

The boy was always unkempt, especially in the early morning and morning, his hair was as messy as a bird's nest; but at this moment, looking at him, Song Ci suddenly became distracted.

Hmph!

Bad students.