"Who said no? Zhao Xinghe!" Murong Qiao stretched out his hand and pulled the basketball over with his thick arms. Zhao Xinghe, who had just entered the classroom, winked in a very artificial way, "Would you like to chat with me for a while?

We can talk about our ideals and the future."

"You've got nothing to do again." Zhao Xinghe said expressionlessly as he took his hand out of Murong Qiao's arm and said, "Go back to your own class to study. Don't always be in our key class and influence us.

The seed players in the class will study.”

Murong Qiao touched his nose: "You are going too far when you talk like this. How can you say that I will only affect everyone? I am here today, but I am very serious."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart if you have any." Ye Qingmeng and Zhao Xinghe's tone was exactly the same.

Murong Qiao mysteriously took out the camera he had prepared for a long time, ran all the way to the podium, turned on the video function, and cleared his throat to the whole class: "Ahem, cough, cough, I'll say a few words, everyone will watch.

here!"

There is no class yet.

Everyone in the class who was doing homework, memorizing, and speaking all looked over.

The camera in Murong Qiao's hand scanned everyone, and he slowly sat in the front row: "In five days, we will have the college entrance examination. After the college entrance examination, we may have to separate from each other. I am also in your class.

Here, after hanging around for so long, everyone is considered to be a biological classmate. So, I will record a video now. You can say anything you want, just chat, talk about what you want to do in the future, what school you want to go to, etc.

Yes, haha!”

"Let me take myself as an example first." He turned the camera towards himself and smiled at the camera, "Me! I don't have any big ambitions! I can just take the management major. The ideal is that I want everyone in my family to

The managers of the company all handed over their account books to me!"

After saying that, he took the camera and scanned the people one by one: "Okay! Everyone come one by one..."

"I want to get admitted to China University for Nationalities." This is a shy girl.

"I want to study abroad and come back to open a large listed company! More than my dad!" This is an arrogant boy.

"I have nothing to think about. I miss my grandma..." This is a girl who misses home.

"I want to take the National Theater Examination! I'm super talented in acting." This is a top performer who has been suppressed for a long time by being a top performer in a key class.

"I don't know which one to take, but I must pass the exam!" This guy is full of confidence.

Although the boys and girls left in the camera were hesitant and uncertain, what was hard to conceal was that they were high-spirited and high-spirited.

Murong Qiao happily acted as a recorder dutifully. After recording everyone in the class, he turned to the back row by the window.

Tang Bairi was lying on the table, smiling and not knowing what he was talking about. Qin Ling smiled back at her while writing the paper.

"Qin Gou! Come, as the squad leader, I will summarize!" Murong Qiao turned the camera towards him.

Qin Ling suppressed his smile, sat up straight, leaned on the back of his chair, put his arms on the back table, and looked at the camera: "Don't make me look so big."

Murong Qiao looked at the scene in the camera and changed the angle: "Handsome, handsome, your face is so angry that both humans and gods are angry, no matter how you take it, you still look handsome."

"Then are you stunned by my handsomeness?" Qin Ling asked with a smile.

"Go away!" Murong Qiao tilted his head and pointed the camera at the face of Tang Bairi, who was watching the excitement, "Then let me interview classmate Tang Bairi. Have you decided which school you want to apply for?"

"You donated ten buildings to get into that school." Tang Bairi smiled with an innocent look on his face.

Murong Qiao: "…………" Thank you, I was ridiculed.

"Qin Gou! Look at your Tangtang! Can you take care of it?" Murong Qiao shouted aggrievedly, "You little lovers are bullying me like this!"

Qin Ling looked up at him, disapprovingly.

Tang Bairi snorted coldly, copied several thick Huanggang papers from the table, and made them into shapes like Shang Fang's sword: "Wing Chun, Tang Bairi!"

"Slap him!" Zhao Xinghe watched the fun and didn't mind it.

"It's time to smoke!" Ye Qingmeng agreed.

Qin Ling watched several people singing and coming and going. As the monitor, Qin Ling sighed deeply: "It's time to go to class..."

Before he finished speaking, the class seemed to be ignited by the excitement and the pressure zone was ignited. The whole classroom seemed to be trapped in a bombing zone and started to commotion.

Boys and girls kept making noises, screaming and shouting.

"Hahahahaha, Murong's humor is really wasted on his face!!!"

"Tang Tang will win!!!"

"Murong Qiao doesn't look as tall as Tang Tang. To tell the truth, Tang Tang is the tallest girl I have ever seen. The class monitor really took action and has caught up with her!!"

"..."

In the tense and depressing senior year of high school, everyone seemed to be venting something and relaxing.

When the dean heard the noise, he rushed down from the office upstairs and stepped into the classroom. His eyes widened: "What are you doing! What's wrong! What are you arguing about!!"

The whole group's laughter was restrained at first, but when they saw the dean rushing down with a few strands of Fire Cloud Evil God's hair floating in the wind, they burst into laughter again.

"Murong Qiao, it's you again! Stop taking the lead and laugh! Stop, why do you always come to other people's classes!" The dean protected the few hairs left on his bald head and squeezed through the crowd with difficulty.

"Heavenly Buddha Palm" slapped Murong Qiao on the back.

"Director, what are other people's classes? Don't separate them so clearly! Just in time, you are here, take a photo for us!" Murong Qiao laughed and threw the camera to the dean.

"Ah? Taking pictures?" The teaching director of "Fire Cloud Evil God" was stunned as he held the camera.

While he was in a daze, the classmates in the class had spontaneously gathered together while laughing.

"Teacher! Shoot quickly!"

"Director Li! Hurry! I can't hold back my expression anymore!"

"yeah!"

The dean, who was still stunned, looked at this posture and subconsciously raised the camera in his hand: "Okay... let's look at the camera! That Murong Qiao, stop laughing! He's like a landowner idiot."

Murong Miao suppressed a smile, his facial features were very funny.

Before the dean pressed the shutter: "Okay... pay attention! One! Two! Eggplant..."

At the last second, Qin Ling turned around with a smile, kissed Tang Bairi on the side of his face, and made a handsome gesture with his other hand.

There was a "click" sound.

In the frozen picture, the little flowers are in their youth.

…………

Five days later, the college entrance examination is coming.

The little warriors, armed with weapons, are ready to go and move forward with their heads held high.

Three years of high school, thousands of days and nights, solving thousands of questions and doubts every day, working hard with pen and paper under the lights.

"The sky is full of stars spreading along the road, and there are lights at the end of the long road."

When gathered it is a ball of fire, when scattered it is a sky full of stars.

We work hard together and we will meet at the top.

Live up to the thousands of miles, just pursue the dream, wandering around, and eventually become a dazzling light.
Chapter completed!