Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 101 Mobilization Meeting
6 month 3 day.

There are four days left until the college entrance examination.

The number of students in Class 8 of Grade 3 increased today, and some students who had disappeared for many days returned to campus.

But it still hasn't returned to full capacity. From their conversation, I learned that some people have gone to work in other places.

The last day of campus life came so suddenly, yet so naturally.

Today, there are no more sleepy morning self-study classes, no teachers coming to class early, and no people wandering in the aisles collecting homework.

Everyone was waiting for the "mobilization meeting" or "graduation ceremony" to start at ten o'clock.

Some high schools in big cities may require students to wear formal attire, giving boys and girls the opportunity to experience the discomfort of ties and the pain of leather shoes for the first time. However, this is obviously not realistic in small towns, and forcing this requirement will only result in some strange attire.

However, many boys grew their hair and shaved their beards, and many girls wore hair accessories, or even put on a little makeup, and the security guards at the school gate no longer cared.

Zhai Da sat in his seat, filling out something called "Classmate Directory". This thing was most common in elementary school, but it was no longer common in junior high school. By high school, only two girls had prepared it.

Zhai Da wrote down his name and contact information, and found that there were embarrassing "hobbies" and "specialties" to fill in below.

I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if I wrote "I like thin legs".
But in the end, I honestly wrote down the two items of "magic" and "writing".

As for the last blank, "Message from Classmates", Zhai Da looked up at Liu Meng who was looking expectant, and wrote in neat handwriting:
"I wish you great success soon, great achievements, good fortune and money, and a great leap forward at the age of twenty-three!"

In fact, yearbooks are a bit outdated these days. There are too many ways to keep in touch, such as mobile phones and QQ.

Losing contact wouldn’t really be because of having no contact information.

Don’t you have any idea that the relationship is not good?
Just think of it as a little girl’s sense of ritual.

Liu Meng happily took back the yearbook and admired it for a long time: "Zhai Da, your handwriting is really beautiful."

Zhai Da smiled. His handwriting was normal in his previous life because he wrote and drew more due to his work, so it was better than that of an average office worker.

But the biggest credit for the current fonts is the set effect "nimble hands", which is both stable and accurate.

There are so many places where this ability can be helpful.

"By the way, Zhai Da, where is your exam venue? Is it this school? No. 3 Middle School? Or No. 1 Middle School?"

"III."

The school issued the college entrance examination admission tickets yesterday. Judging from the fact that Lu Wei received the admission tickets earlier than him, the school must have withheld them for a few days.

We were lucky this time as we were both in the same examination room, "San Zhong". However, there were only three examination rooms in Dongyang, so the probability was not small.

"You're also at No. 3 Middle School? I'm going to check out the exam venue with a few classmates from No. 3 Middle School. Zhai Da, are you coming?"

Lin Shuyao at the side pricked up her ears. Today the girl dressed up a little and put on light makeup. It was obvious that her technique was not very good. Fortunately, it did not go to the extreme of scraping putty. She just applied a layer of the most popular BB cream at the moment.

She has a good foundation, and she has become much more quiet after becoming Zhai Da's desk mate, which really makes people's eyes light up. Many boys in the class came to her to take photos. Lin Shuyao didn't take any photos of two people, but she did not refuse photos of many people.

She was also taking the examination at No. 3 Middle School. If Zhai Da also went to check out the examination venue, she could also show up naturally and wear her regular clothes.

But it's a pity. Zhai Da thought about it and shook his head: "Forget it, I went there during the subject level test of No. 3 Middle School. I'd better review honestly in the last three days."

"Subject level test? Didn't you take it at this school?"

“Bring your friends to check out the place.”

While we were chatting, the class teacher Ding Rong came in. Seeing how lively the class was, she rarely refrained from scolding.

"Our class is the noisiest in the entire corridor!" At least this class of students will no longer have the opportunity to say this catchphrase.

Look at the countdown at the back of the classroom.

From today on, the time will forever stop at "There are (4) days left until the college entrance examination." She couldn't help but wonder whether she should have included the last three days of vacation when calculating the date.

Now, this number that has been with us for more than half a year will never truly count down to “0”.

Also good
It always makes people feel uncomfortable when they reach the last page of a notebook.

Ding Rong clapped her hands: "Get ready to go downstairs, gather at the playground."

When we arrived at the playground, all the senior high school students had already arrived and were lined up in long queues by class.

A temporary platform was built on one side of the playground. It was a bit simple, with a steel frame raised one meter. Behind it was a not-so-grand spray-painted cloth, and several leaders' desks had been set up.

It seemed that they intentionally left some time for everyone to take a group photo on the playground, and the chaos did not officially begin until half an hour later.

During the period, Zhai Da was dragged to take more than a dozen photos with others, including photos of two people, three people, and ten people. His face was frozen from smiling.

He even didn't refuse the photo taken with Lin Shuyao. At the last moment, all the minor frictions didn't matter anymore.

Finally, the "mobilization meeting" and "graduation ceremony" officially began.

Considering that it happened very late, the latter may be more meaningful.

The process was not much different from most school activities. First, the harsh speakers played exciting music that I couldn't name, then the small leaders spoke, the big leaders spoke, and the bigger leaders spoke.
The whole process lasted for an hour. To be honest, the students below said they were not "mobilized".

Their quietness and concentration are just because they are immersed in their own sense of loss.

My youth is gone?

It was not until the outstanding student representatives spoke that many people came back to their senses. The Dean stood straight and said in a long voice: "Now please welcome the outstanding student representative of the 08 class: Zhai Da, to the stage."

Zhai Da in the queue took a step forward, and under everyone's attention, he strode onto the stage and took the microphone.

After a short pause, he smiled and said:

"Hello everyone, I am Zhai Da from Class 8 of Senior 3."

"Because of the tight time schedule, I can only read from the script. Please forgive me."

Having said that, his expression was relaxed and he didn't look like a student who was pulled onto the stage to give a speech.

Zhai Da's emotions were too stable, even a little strange.

For most people at this age, adrenaline rushes as soon as they stand on the stage, their vocal cords shrink, and it is normal for their voices to break as soon as they open their mouths.

In front of everyone, Zhai Da took out the prepared manuscript from his pocket and unfolded it into an A4 paper.

Since there was no microphone stand, he seemed to be able to only hold the microphone in one hand and the manuscript in the other. He gestured left and right, but it seemed that he couldn't do it easily.

So Zhai Da simply threw the manuscript away.

The unexpected action attracted the attention of many people, but what was even more unexpected was yet to come. The manuscript paper did not fall to the ground, but floated in front of Zhai Da.

It's just so unfounded, as if it were floating in the air by magic.

Zhai Da even deliberately ran his hands up, down, left and right across the manuscript paper to indicate that there were no threads hanging.

Then he even directed the manuscript to fly across the podium! It was as if he had lost control and couldn't catch it.

There was a brief silence, followed by exclamations and continued applause.

It’s much better than the principal’s speech just now!

Everyone in the grade knew that Zhai Da could perform amazing magic, but on this special occasion, everyone's hands still clapped until they were red.

Zhai Da and the others' applause gradually died down, and with a snap of his fingers he recalled the manuscript paper. The "little guy" who had been disobedient just now obediently returned to Zhai Da.

"Isn't it amazing? In fact, if you decipher it, it's just a simple magic trick. But few people will act out of curiosity, and only a small number of people will really get to the bottom of it."

Of course, he is not just showing off his skills.

Instead, he used this introduction to start his speech.

However, compared to the opening with magic, the subsequent speeches were rather lackluster. The top student in the grade seemed to have taken this speech as an opportunity to show off his writing skills, and used gorgeous words and allusions to pile up a five-minute speech.

Several thousand words
Almost every sentence is a "golden sentence", every other paragraph is an allusion, with parallelism and rhyme
But such a density of wonderful words, squeezed together, instead fell into inferiority. Even Ding Rong at the back shook her head slightly.

She had reviewed the manuscript and advised Zhai Da that it was unnecessary and that it would be enough to just give everyone some encouragement in a formal way, such as "time flies, the years pass by like a shuttle."

Zhai Da even chose a theme like writing an essay, which is weird.

Forget it, who made him the first?

But surprisingly, the students in the audience listened very attentively and seemed to be really stunned.

Five minutes later, Zhai Da finished his speech, put away the manuscript paper that seemed to be floating but was actually bound by transparent silk threads, and subconsciously patted the [Young Straight Stick] in his pocket.

Finally, I took a look at this special perspective and the hundreds of young faces below.

He may have countless opportunities to speak in public in the future, but it will never be to this group of people again.

Among these people, there are probably only about five people he really cares about. It can be said that 99% of them are just passers-by.

But when they stood together, it became the most profound path they had walked in their youth.

Today, the road called high school has come to an end.

Zhai Da nodded slightly again and walked down the podium amid countless applause.

It took a long time until he returned to the team.

Regardless of the content of the speech, he is the only "high school student" speaking at the "high school graduation ceremony".

He bid a final farewell to all his classmates.

Outside the campus, separated by an iron fence.

Wu Yue, wearing school uniform, looked inside.

In the end, he never entered the campus again. When he was just one step away, he retreated for some unknown reason.

However, he still stayed behind the railing and watched Zhai Da's entire speech.

Well, I didn’t understand most of it.

Bang bang bang.
Wu Yue clapped his hands subconsciously.

"You are awesome, brother!"

　It will be on the shelves tomorrow, and there will be comments on the shelves in the evening
　　Today is still the double monthly ticket day, if you have tickets, you can buy them~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)