Chapter 200 Regrets are always closely related to youth
Chapter 200 Regrets are always closely related to youth
Bai Qingxia turned around and found that Lu Yuanqiu was holding his head high with a very genuine dazed expression on his face.
She realized... Lu Yuanqiu didn't prepare a speech because he was confident, but he seemed to have forgotten to give a speech!
Seeing that Lu Yuanqiu didn't respond, Liu Wei adjusted her glasses and put her hands on her hips: "What are you standing there for? Don't tell me you forgot to prepare!"
...It's true. I studied hard and was busy all day yesterday. I actually forgot that I had a speech today, Lu Yuanqiu muttered to himself.
The main reason was that he really didn't take the matter to heart, thinking that he could get away with it anyway. Even if the content of his speech was not good, his performance would be stable and he would not get a low score.
...He is worthy of being the one who can forget such an important and terrifying thing. The girl next to him murmured nervously in her heart, and her two little hands clenched the black pen at the same time.
The boy rubbed his hands on his thighs and responded with two dry laughs: "No... No, no, I didn't forget."
He stood up and walked towards the stage. He was not nervous at all, but he didn't prepare a draft in advance, so he didn't know what to say.
Everyone in the class also noticed that Lu Yuanqiu didn't have a speech in his hand, but they didn't find it strange.
After all, Lu Yuanqiu is known for being thick-skinned, and this semester, especially, giving an impromptu speech must not be too stressful for him.
Standing on the stage, Lu Yuanqiu stretched out the "uh" sound, rubbing his hands slowly while thinking silently.
...It's over, he's really not prepared! Bai Qingxia was sitting in her seat, worrying about Lu Yuanqiu, holding the pen tightly in front of her chest.
"Just tell me when you're ready." Liu Wei said, leaning against the wall with a stern look on her face.
Lu Yuanqiu laughed dryly for a moment, then pointed forward as if an idea had struck him, and asked the whole class with a serious expression: "If you were reborn at the age of 32, which is about fifteen years later, which year would you most like to be reborn into?"
The whole class was suddenly stunned by his question.
Liu Wei looked at him in surprise: "Are you kidding me? How do you know I'm exactly 32 years old this year?"
Lu Yuanqiu smiled unexpectedly: "No, then teacher, let me interview you on behalf of everyone. If you have the option of rebirth in front of you, which year do you most want to go back to?"
Liu Wei sneered and did not respond immediately. Instead, she asked the boy, "So the theme of your speech today is rebirth?"
Lu Yuanqiu did not give a direct answer, but made an inviting gesture with a serious expression: "Teacher, please answer my question first!"
Zheng Yifeng, who was sleeping in the back row, opened his eyes at this moment and looked forward in a daze.
Seeing that all the students were looking at her, Liu Wei casually replied, "Of course I would go back to when I was 18 and change my major. If I could do it again, I would not become a teacher. You guys are so mad that I have a heart attack. If I don't become a teacher, I can live another years."
The whole class burst into laughter, even Liu Wei herself laughed out loud.
Lu Yuanqiu on the stage did not laugh. He stared at the teacher and asked in a serious voice:
"But you only have one chance to be reborn. Teacher, do you really want to use this opportunity to change your application?"
...Of course not, I was just joking. Liu Wei actually loves her career in education.
But when Lu Yuanqiu asked this... it suddenly brought back many memories that she should have forgotten.
That's probably the only thing I want to change the most after my rebirth.
——"Xiao Wei, we have the same score, so why don't we both apply to the same normal university? Then we can go back to Lucheng No. 7 Middle School to be teachers together."
——"Of course, Yanyan, we are really destined to be together. We have been in the same school since we were young."
Thinking of this past conversation, Liu Wei silently turned her head and looked in the direction of Class 29 next door.
In No. 29 Middle School, everyone knows that Zeng Yan, the head teacher of Class , is her mortal enemy.
But no one knows that she and Zeng Yan are good friends who grew up together.
They had agreed to go to the same normal university, then return to their hometown Lucheng together and become teachers at their alma mater, No. 7 Middle School.
Of course, they did everything they had agreed to do, but their relationship could never go back to the way it was before... just because the same man they met in college ruined everything. Liu Wei sighed deeply.
She should have long forgotten that Zeng Yan was once her good friend, but she suddenly remembered it at this moment.
I feel unhappy, but what can I do?
The word "rebirth" is fictional. How can anyone really be reborn?
"Teacher, you sighed." Lu Yuanqiu suddenly spoke.
Liu Wei looked up at him and retorted: "What's wrong with me sighing?"
Lu Yuanqiu shook his head: "Nothing, it's just that I can now answer your question. The theme of my speech today is not rebirth, but regret."
“Everyone has regrets.”
"When you sighed just now, I thought you were thinking of a regret you had in the past."
Liu Wei stared at the young man on the stage, without refutation or speech, and remained silent for a long time.
When Lu Yuanqiu said this, he lowered his head, holding the chalk on the podium, and then raised his head. He should have looked at a figure in the back row of the classroom, but at this moment he did not dare to raise his eyes.
The young man said slowly:
“Actually, I have regrets too.”
It's just that I'm lucky enough to sit together with my past regrets.
Because there really was an option of rebirth in front of me.
Thinking of this, the boy raised his lips slightly, threw the chalk aside, and said to everyone: "But today I want to hear everyone's regrets. Yes, today is an interactive speech."
"Everyone! It's show time!"
……
“No one can confidently say that they have no regrets in their youth, but regrets are always closely related to youth.”
"How many years have passed since the last New Year's Eve party you attended on campus?"
"Do you still remember the dazzling girl at the New Year's Eve party?"
……
In the back seat of the taxi, Qin Luo took some time to write the draft of this special topic in his notebook. After being reminded by his junior Lu last time, he had already decided the theme of this column as "Regrets of Youth".
Seeing the taxi arrive at the gate of No. 7 Middle School, Qin Luo closed his notebook, paid the fare, and walked over immediately with his bag on his back.
Grade Dean's Office.
As agreed, Ge Ritian handed a piece of A4 paper to Qin Luo and said with a smile: "The programs for the New Year's Eve party have been reviewed. There are 24 programs in total. Take a look."
Qin Luo took the program list, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Haha, just looking at the program name is definitely not enough, Director, you guys need to rehearse, right?"
Ge Ritian said: "Of course."
Qin Luo: "Notify me during the rehearsal. I have to select a few programs that fit the theme first. When the official performance begins, I will have the photographer focus on those programs and then select a picture that best fits the theme and put it in the newspaper column. I will also record a video and put it in our newspaper's official online account."
(End of this chapter)