Chapter 200 Regret is always closely related to youth
Bai Qingxia turned around and saw that Lu Yuanqiu had his head held high, with a very real stunned expression on his face.
She could tell... It wasn't that Lu Yuanqiu was confident that he didn't prepare a speech, but that 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: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Don't tell me you forgot to prepare!"
...Really, I studied hard all day yesterday and was busy all day long. I really forgot about the speech today, Lu Yuanqiu muttered in his heart.
The main reason is that he really doesn't take this matter seriously, thinking that he can fool him no matter what. Even if the content he talks about is not good, the typhoon must be stable and it is impossible to get a low score.
... He is worthy of being able to forget such an important and terrifying thing. The girl next to him muttered nervously in her heart, and her two little hands clenched the black pen tightly at the same time.
The young man rubbed his hands on his thighs and responded with a dry smile: "No... no, no, I didn't forget."
He stood up and walked towards the stage. He was not nervous, but he didn't make a draft in advance and didn't know what he was going to say.
Everyone in the class also noticed that Lu Yuanqiu had no speech script at all, but they didn't find it strange.
After all, Lu Yuanqiu is famous for being thick-skinned. Especially this semester, unscripted speeches are definitely not stressful for him.
Standing on the stage, Lu Yuanqiu said "uh" in a long voice, slowly rubbing his hands while thinking silently.
...It's over, he really wasn't prepared! Bai Qingxia was worried about Lu Yuanqiu in her seat, holding the pen on her chest tightly.
"Let's talk when you're ready." Liu Wei said, leaning against the wall with an unkind expression.
Lu Yuanqiu smiled dryly for a moment, then pointed forward as if he had an idea, and asked the class with a serious expression: "If you were reborn when you were 32 years old, that is, almost fifteen years later, what would you most like to be reborn?" To which year? ”
The whole class was suddenly confused by his question.
Liu Wei looked at him in surprise: "Are you kidding me? How do you know that I am exactly 32 years old this year?"
Lu Yuanqiu smiled unexpectedly: "No, teacher, let me interview you on behalf of everyone. If there was an option to be reborn in front of you, which year would you most like to go back to?"
Liu Wei sneered and did not rush to respond. Instead, she asked the young man: "So the theme of your speech today is rebirth?"
Lu Yuanqiu did not answer directly, but made an invitation 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 drowsily.
Seeing that all the students in the class were looking at her, Liu Wei said casually: "Of course, I would go back to when I was 18 and change my aspirations. If I could do it over again, I would not be a teacher. One of you two would have a heart attack." I’m so angry. I can live another twenty years if I don’t become a teacher.”
The whole class burst into laughter, and even Liu Wei herself laughed out loud.
Lu Yuanqiu on the stage did not smile. 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 revise your aspirations?"
...Of course not, I was just joking. Liu Wei actually loves her education career.
But Lu Yuanqiu's question...in an instant, it brought back many, many memories that she should have forgotten.
I'm afraid that's the only thing I want to change most after my rebirth.
——"Xiaowei, we have the same score. We both apply for the same normal university. When the time comes, we will return to Lucheng No. 7 Middle School to be teachers together."
——"Of course Yanyan, we are really destined to go to the same school from childhood to adulthood."
Thinking of this dialogue, Liu Wei silently turned her head and looked in the direction of Class 29 next door.
In No. 7 Middle School, everyone knows that Zeng Yan, the head teacher of Class 29, is her mortal enemy.
But no one knew that she and Zeng Yan were good friends who grew up together.
They had agreed to attend the same normal university and then return to their hometown of Lucheng together to return to their alma mater No. 7 Middle School to become teachers.
Of course, they did everything they had agreed to do, but their relationship could never go back to what it was before... just because the same man they met in college ruined everything. Liu Wei sighed deeply.
She should have forgotten that Zeng Yan was her good friend, but she suddenly remembered it at this time.
I feel unhappy, but what should I do?
The two words "rebirth" are fictitious. 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: "It's nothing, but now I can answer the question you just asked. The theme of my speech today is not rebirth, but regret."
"Everyone has regrets."
"When you sighed just now, teacher, I think you must have thought of a certain regret you had."
Liu Wei stared blankly at the young man on the stage. She didn't refute or speak. She was speechless for a long time.
When Lu Yuanqiu said this, he lowered his head, pinched 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 he did not dare to raise his eyes at this moment.
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The young man said slowly:
"Actually, I also have regrets."
It's just that I'm lucky enough to sit with my past regrets.
Because the option of rebirth really appeared in front of me.
Thinking of this, the young man raised the corner of his mouth 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'sshowtime!"
……
"No one can confidently say that his youth has no regrets, and regrets are always closely related to youth."
"How many years has passed since the last campus New Year's Day party you experienced?"
"Do you still remember that dazzling girl at the New Year's Day party?"
……
In the back seat of the taxi, Qin Luo took the time to write the draft of this topic on his notebook. After being reminded by Junior Lu last time, he had already set the theme of this column as "Regrets of Youth."
Seeing the taxi arriving at the gate of No. 7 Middle School, Qin Luo closed his notebook, paid the money, and walked over immediately with his bag on his back.
Grade Dean's Office.
Ge Ritian handed a piece of A4 paper to Qin Luo as agreed, and said with a smile: "The programs for the New Year's Day 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, do you have to rehearse?"
Ge Ritian said: "Of course."
Qin Luo: "Notify me during the rehearsal that I have to select a few programs that fit the theme first. When it's time for the official performance, I will have the photographer focus on those programs to take pictures, and then select a picture that best fits the theme. Put the picture in the newspaper column, and then record the video and put it in our newspaper’s official online account.”
(End of chapter)