In a blink of an eye, it has come late November.

On Saturday, it was drizzling in the sky, and Cheng Lixue and Bai Zhengyu took the bus to Qingshan No. 3 Middle School.

It was a revisiting trip to the old place. Cheng Lixue held an umbrella and looked at the name of the Third Middle School in front of the school, and was filled with emotion.

In his previous life, he studied in high school here for three years.

It’s just ridiculous. In the past three years of youth, there are not many things and people that can be recalled on this campus.

Some are just detailed libraries, canteens, classrooms, and dormitories in the Third Middle School.

At that time, Cheng Lixue spent a lot of effort and put in a lot of effort in order to improve his studies.

Therefore, Cheng Lixue generally doesn’t want to recall his high school and college, because those seven years were boring.

In addition to studying, it is also learning.

Who didn’t want to walk with a girl you like while walking under the tree-lined avenue on campus and talk about a relationship without asking about tomorrow, regardless of the future?

Love on campus is not mixed with any impurities. If you like it, you like it. If you don’t like it, you don’t like it.

Such a love is beautiful and simple.

But, it will never belong to myself in my previous life.

Perhaps this is why he became often irritated when he got along with Lin Chuen.

Because Lin Chuen is the self in his previous life, and even has many things that cannot be done than in his previous life.

Looking at Cheng Lixue who had been stopping at the school gate for a long time, Bai Zhengyu frowned and said, "Many leaders have arrived."

"Yes." Cheng Lixue nodded and walked into the school.

It's almost eight o'clock, so it won't be too late if I don't go too late, because the game started at nine o'clock.

But many leaders have arrived early, and if they don’t go, they will obviously leave a lot of bad impressions on them.

There is no shortage of people who change points. If some points are deducted for this, it would be unprofitable.

In a conference room of No. 3 Middle School, Cheng Lixue and Bai Zhengyu walked in and sat down in their seats. All the students sent by seven high schools in the city to participate in the city's live high school composition competition were all here. Twenty-one people sat around the conference room, which was very wide. Basically, the two students were separated by more than one meter.

The leaders who came to visit began to speak. After they finished speaking, the principal of No. 3 Middle School spoke, and the principal of No. 3 Middle School finished speaking, and the competition began.

The invigilator sent them one by one the exam questions for this composition and the composition paper.

The venue for the live high school composition competition in Qingshan City adopts a reincarnation system, and a school is changed every year.

This year, it was exactly the turn of No. 3 Middle School.

Cheng Lixue looked at the composition topic.

When time quietly comes to early winter, 2008 is about to pass. Looking back at this year, the BJ Olympics in August resounded throughout the world. The launch of the Seventh Seven in September allowed the world to see China's feat. This year, the Wenchuan earthquake was a pain point that no one in China could forget. The snow disaster in January affected 19 provinces in China. People often say that it is difficult to prosper. Please write what you want to say about this year with the title of "Dialogue 2008".

There is no limit on writing style, except for poetry.

The number of words in the composition must not be less than 1,000 words.

Perhaps it was an essay competition, and the number of words in the composition was two hundred more than in the usual exams.

Cheng Lixue pondered for a while, then picked up the pen and started writing.

In fact, he really had a lot to say about 2008.

Time passes quietly, and everyone is writing the stories they want to write in their hearts.

Everyone's feelings must be different for this year.

Of course, except for one person.

Halfway through the competition, a male student wearing a hat handed the composition to the invigilator.

The invigilator nodded after receiving the composition, and the student left the conference room with a smile that was sure to win.

Cheng Lixue looked up and saw that this guy was really heartbroken. If he cheated, he would obviously not dare to hand in the paper so early. At least he had to load it up and hand in the paper in the end.

Otherwise, I would have finished writing a 1,000-word essay so soon. If someone noticed it, it would inevitably be possible to be discovered.

However, it may be that I am too confident about myself, and I feel that I have not copied other people's books, and I have not checked any books on the spot, and I have memorized them all. Who can find out?

That's why it's so unscrupulous.

Cheng Lixue smiled and he had also written this thousand-word essay.

It was full of scatteredness and no changes in the middle, so it was truly done in one go.

After looking at his beautiful fonts with satisfaction, Cheng Lixue also handed over his composition.

Cheng Lixue walked out of the conference room and was relaxed. After writing this article, he had a clear conscience. As for whether he could win the first place, it had nothing to do with him.

Because Cheng Lixue did not have any confidence to surpass others to know the topic in advance, and he spent several days writing an essay.

He is not Li Bai who wrote a hundred poems after being drunk, nor is he who can write "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" on the spot with a big stroke when Mr. Yan was invited to a banquet.

When he first wrote something, he only recalled some of the complaints he made on the forum when he was young at night. Later, these complaints became popular and began to make a living by it.

Even if I wrote too much later, my writing style improved, but I couldn't compare it with those real masters.

However, since the school has been selected to participate in this competition, we must do our best to treat it.

The rain in early winter will get a little colder every time it happens.

Cheng Lixue put his hands in his pocket and lay on the corridor to look at No. 3 Middle School during the Winter Rain season.

The conference room is on the top floor of the senior high school teaching building, and next to the conference room is the Class 7 of the senior high school that Cheng Lixue once stayed.

But now, the seventh class of senior high school is obviously not the group of people that Cheng Lixue was once familiar with.

Those people should be in Class 17, Grade 1.

However, it’s just familiarity that Cheng Lixue had no friends in high school.

If I see the self in my previous life now, I'm afraid I feel very distressed.

At that time, Cheng Lixue was filled with gloom, so naturally no one was willing to contact him.

Cheng Lixue opened his arms and breathed in the fresh air of winter rain, and wanted to yell at the empty campus of No. 3 Middle School.

Because this life is completely different from the previous life.

But, let’s just forget it, after all, there are still many people still in class.

Cheng Lixue heard the footsteps and looked back and found that it was Bai Zhengyu who had handed in the paper and walked out of the conference room.

"After the competition, can we leave?" Cheng Lixuewen said.

The reason I stayed here just now was because he didn't know whether he needed to stay here for other things after the game.

Bai Zhengyu didn't say anything and walked straight downstairs.

Cheng Lixue: “…”

Forget it, who made me accidentally see things I shouldn't have seen?

I endure it!

After going downstairs, they walked out of the No. 3 Middle School campus with an umbrella, and the two of them waited for the bus in front of the bus stop.

More than ten minutes later, bus No. 14 to No. 1 Middle School arrived, and the two got on the bus and returned to No. 1 Middle School.
Chapter completed!