It was the first time that the class meeting was held in the evening. Xie Jun was not sure until the head teacher walked into the classroom that he was very sure that he had never had such a class meeting in his previous life.

The sky outside the classroom will be dark or not, and the sky can still be seen as blue in the sky. It is almost the same in summer. Anyone who has studied geography knows it.

The class monitor wrote the big four words "My High School" on the blackboard, and wrote "The Last Class Meeting of this Semester" in a smaller font on the lower right foot

The old classmate walked into the classroom with two bags and looked at the words on the blackboard. He smiled and praised it as well. He put the computer on the desktop and asked the class monitor to operate the connected computer projector.

The snacks I bought earlier were distributed to each student's desk at this time. Everyone was very interested in looking at the podium, looking forward to what the head teacher would say later.

When the computer equipment was debugged, half of the projector curtain covered the word "high school" and the old class walked onto the podium.

She said: "It's still a little while before the college entrance examination. It's not long or short, but it's just over. I feel that many students are probably a little impatient and can't continue to learn at this time, and I don't know where to start learning.

I just want to use this evening to hold a class meeting for everyone to liven up the atmosphere. Otherwise, I don’t think it’s a good thing for you to be too boring. Maybe after tonight, I know where to start learning, and I want you to have a deeper thought."

"Today's class meeting theme is my high school, no, it's your high school," the old class laughed. "I teach students every three years, and every time at this time, I feel a little reluctant to let go. Of course, it's not that I can't let you go. You make me worry all day long, and I can have a good sleep when you graduate."

A burst of laughter sounded under the podium, and I felt that the head teacher was joking, and the atmosphere also aroused at this moment.

The head teacher continued to say on it, "I have brought you this class, and I really want to apply to the principal to not be a head teacher in the next class, so I can give young teachers more opportunities."

The classmate who had good things said, "Teacher cannot, you give up!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"I tell you, it will be difficult for you to find a girlfriend when you go to college like this." The old class joked, and the classmates were also making excuses.

"Okay, let's get to the point. Some of the classmates in our class were taught from the first year of high school, and some of them were from the second year of high school to my class. On the road of life, in the three years of high school, I hope you will have unforgettable memories of you in these three years."

"When you were studying, I spent time making a short photo album and borrowed some photos from other teachers. Some of them may not be recognized, but they should be familiar with each other. Most of these photos were taken in the first year of high school.

Some of you may not have them. If you want to ask me after reading it, then tell me your email address and I will find some time to pack it and send it to you."

A classmate laughed and said, "Teacher, you can take pictures of us secretly."

"That's not considered a secret photo shoot. It's just recording life. I just didn't share the photos with you."

"Huh... Ghost Trust!"

At this time, the teacher had already fiddled with her mouse, then looked back at the screen, feeling that the light was too bright, so he asked the students in the front row to turn off the lights in front.

From time to time, the sound of classmates tearing open snack packaging bags sounded in the classroom, and the teacher also began to play the album she made. With a sound of background music, everyone looked up at the projection.

Lin Fei listened to the background music, and she felt familiar, "Brother Jun, what's the name of this song? So familiar?"

"You, my deskmate," Xie Jun looked at the blackboard, and the young and young people in his first year of high school came to his mind. For him, it was a memory from more than ten years ago, and I really couldn't remember it clearly.

He replied to Lin Fei's words and looked at her, and saw the little girl like a frightened bird. She quickly avoided his gaze and looked at the podium.

Xie Jun smiled and said, "What are you thinking?"

"nothing."

Xie Jun had a playful look on his face, opened a lollipop and handed it to her, "I was thinking about your deskmate's song, which is very good, and then I thought of you again. The teacher's choice of background music is really amazing, just right."

Lin Fei let out a light huh, thinking in her heart why she thought of me?

She took the lollipop handed by Xie Jun and put it in her mouth. Suddenly she saw the photo of Xie Jun when he entered the military training in the first year of high school. She pulled the clothes around his waist with her little hand and said softly with excitement: "Brother Jun, you are so thin when you were in the first year of high school! You are so good at standing in the military posture."

The head teacher is really, why should I give myself a close-up?

Fortunately, his photos just passed by immediately, and then he started to put other people's photos. Anyone whom the head teacher found interesting would put them inside. There were many funny photos, and everyone could not stop smiling when they looked at them.

Lin Fei stared at the photos with Xie Jun. Many of them were personal goods of the head teacher. When Lin Fei saw something funny, she pulled off his clothes and said.

She had never been to his first year of high school. Looking at his tender face, she felt that compared to now, she was much more elegant.

Of course, it is also very handsome now, but it has a little more mature, such as a little bit of a beard, which is a change brought about by age and cannot be avoided.

In the second year and third year of high school, there were also many photos of everyone doing group activities, and many people watched scenes appear in their hearts.

Lin Fei next to her was also a little reluctant, "We used to laugh so happily, but we didn't feel that happy at that time. Now, it's different."

"It's a bit, but I think you're very happy now."

Lin Fei nodded, "Yeah ~ Brother Jun, are you putting it in the third year of high school now? There are still photos of running exercises in the morning."

The students also talked about it, "Look, is that last one..."

"Why does it feel a little Shunguai? Thinking of military training, the instructors could not teach at that time, and they almost turned the instructors into Shunguai. I don't know if the instructors have retired now?"

"I remember the instructor seems to be from western Sichuan, so he should go back there after retirement."

Xie Jun's memory of the senior high school is quite clear. He knew at a glance that when he replied to Lin Fei, "It's the senior high school. Look, she even took photos of us in the classroom to read books in the morning. I only know now.

When did she come? She had no impression at all."

"I don't know, it's elusive."

The album is four or five minutes long. The students are very happy to watch it. There is not much sadness of parting, but just memories of the past, and they are enjoyable.

After the playback is over, I still feel a little unfulfilled.

At this time, the head teacher walked onto the podium and said, "Okay, I've finished reading it. This is just a short section of your high school. Next, I'll talk about another topic."

She opened a ppt and said, "The first item of the class meeting process has ended. The second item is to help you analyze the existing confusions, tell me how your seniors spent the last period of time before, and I didn't write down some of the words I said to you after graduation.

However, I can tell you in advance the third and fourth items of the class meeting. You can also take the time to think about it."

"The third and fourth items," the head teacher took out a bottle from the bag she brought before. "This third item is to let everyone write a sentence and give it to themselves ten years later. They will be put in this bottle and sealed. I also want to take this opportunity to make an agreement with you. In ten years, I hope everyone can reunite."

There was a noise in the classroom, "Teacher, can you write anything?"

"Write whatever you want, for example, what kind of person do you want to be in ten years?"

"This is fun!"

"Why does it feel a bit pretentious? I don't want to write it."

"Write it casually, but I will read it ten years later. Maybe I forgot what I wrote at that time, which feels very interesting."

"Mainly, I don't know what to write."

"Then write about love. Don't you like that person, get married and have children with her ten years later?"

"roll!"
Chapter completed!