Two years later, the entire third grade of junior high school will usher in graduation.

The original Class 7 is now the best class in the whole grade.

After this class, students will have to start a few days off to prepare for the high school entrance examination.

In this class, Chen Chu gave a lecture on the papers for half of the class, and then threw all the books and papers aside.

"Students, it may be too early to tell you this, but I still want to ask you what you want to do in the future or what dreams you have."

About dreams.

Every student is asked in elementary school.

Scientists appeared the most frequently at that time.

But now we are in the third year of junior high school, and after the exam and another holiday, we will move towards a brand new high school.

For a moment, everything was said.

But this time, the frequency of always appears is the highest.

Chen Chu asked a classmate why.

The classmate stammered and replied: "Teacher Chen, I want to be a person like you."

All the students applauded hard.

Only Chen Chu felt his nose sour.

"Then Li Yue, what do you want to do?" Chen Chu asked the squad leader.

"I want to study finance because my family is very poor and my parents support me to go to No. 7 Middle School to study, so I want to make money in the future." The students didn't expect that the class monitor would say such things.

Because in their opinion, it is too vulgar to say money.

But Chen Chu looked at Li Yue very seriously: "Students don't laugh. This dream is very good and can think about your family. However, it is difficult to learn finance. You must always maintain this kind of knowledge-seeking heart. I wish your dreams come true as soon as possible."

"What about Huang Qiu?"

"Teacher, I want to inherit the family business."

Everyone laughed again.

"Huang Qiu's dream seems simple, but everyone should know that it is not that easy to manage a company. In a sense, your dream is even more difficult than the class monitor's, so you must be prepared in your heart."

"Where is Jin Chao?"

"Teacher, I want to repair cultural relics."

"Yes, everyone's dreams have value to realize, but every industry has its hardships. You are a very patient child. If you have a dream, you have to realize it. Repairing cultural relics is a boring but also very interesting job. The teacher is looking forward to going to the museum one day and seeing you repair the broken history with your own hands."

After saying that, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, but Chen Chu pretended that he didn't hear it.

The students also seemed to have no ringtone, and they patiently listened to the teacher's comments and supported everyone's dreams.

"Well, Xiao Ming, what do you want to do?"

"I want to write in the future." After saying that, Xiao Ming looked at Chen Chu carefully. After all, writing such things is a bit like not doing his job properly.

Chen Chu did not show the contempt that Xiao Ming thought, but asked seriously: "Then what is your purpose of writing?"

"I want to create many characters, and everyone has their own stories, and I like writing essays and writing. I want to watch everyone in my writing jump vividly, but I also have a private message from my teacher, which is to make what I write can be recognized by more people."

Chen Chu thought for a while: "Actually, everyone has fantasized about another kind of life, avenging revenge, and whipping the horse. In fact, in my opinion, each of you is the protagonist of this world. The future is waiting for you to create and change, but the teacher does not recommend you write before college. In college, the teacher suggests that you can try the screenwriter industry. Engaging in screenwriters will not affect your creation, and will be well-known to more people. The teacher is looking forward to you to go to the world you want to go to and create your own stories."

Chen Chu spoke very slowly, as if he was deliberately delaying time.

But the students didn't think so at all.

They just want time to be slower.

Slower.

Those ringtones that look like blades.

Unfinished stories.

I want to listen to the teacher continue to tell them about the backgrounds of characters related to the text.

Why doesn't the emperor wear clothes?

Why did Yugong move mountains?

Will there be other endings for the little match girl?

But I will never hear it again.

This is the first time Teacher Chen has been dragging the class in three years.

But it was also the last time Teacher Chen went to the class.

Many male classmates had red eyes.

The female classmate's tears fell.

Chen Chu has finished everything he should say.

To be honest, he couldn't bear to leave these cute and hard-working children.

In the past three years, he has witnessed too many changes in children.

But.

Those who leave will eventually leave.

I don’t know that many years later, my classmates graduated from high school, graduated from college, and started working.

Will you come back to see yourself during the holiday?

Some will.

Some don't.

I always say that you are the worst class I have ever led, but in fact, Chen Chu never thought so in his mind.

It's time to leave.

Say goodbye to these children.

Chen Chu listened to the sob below and silently packed the papers and textbooks on the table.

"Students, get out of class is over."

With difficulty speaking this sentence, Chen Chu took a deep breath and walked towards the door of the classroom.

But when he walked to the classroom door, he suddenly stopped.

Turning his head and saying seriously:

"Students, you are the best class I have ever taught."

After saying that.
Chapter completed!