Wang Xu thought so in general, but he went a step further and believed that entering society was his true destiny.
Regardless of the reason, everything happening in the front row at this moment is irrelevant to him and the people around him. This irrelevance seems to have been lost on him since the beginning of junior high school, when he bent down to pick up his pen during a math class.
Just like sitting on a stage watching a circus, those who can't perform can only watch. But the biggest difference here is that the clowns are in the audience.
Although Chen Bing spoke well, Wang Xu, feeling annoyed, didn't want to watch these outstanding students entertaining themselves any longer. He lowered his head, thinking that if only he still had his phone, he could have played games in the back row; if only he had just left when he was in the restroom, he wouldn't have had to listen to these irritating words; if only he had taken leave in this last month, he wouldn't have had to attend this pep rally; if only he had studied hard these past three years, he could have sat in the front row and enjoyed his youth…
"Now, please allow me to digress a bit." After delivering a better speech and raising his hand to calm the excited students in the front row, Chen Bing on the stage turned the page of his speech, glanced at it to recall the contents, and continued his speech without notes, "Three years sounds like a long time, but in reality, it's just a memory after a long time."
Our school, Baishi No. 1 High School, doesn't have a graduation ceremony or anything like that. I think the only things that will leave a lasting impression on everyone this summer, besides this pep rally, are the graduation photos in a few days.
The outcome of the high school entrance exam isn't just about getting into a top-tier high school, and those taking the exam aren't just the students in the front rows. Our so-called pep rallies shouldn't be solely about getting into a top-tier high school. More importantly, for a rural high school like ours, I think it's a pep rally for the future after the high school entrance exam.
Two or three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and summer is here again. Like leaves scattered by the wind, the end of the high school entrance exam marks the end of many people's youth.
Years after leaving this school, we will still remember that summer, filled with the incessant chirping of cicadas, when we quietly turned back and said goodbye to that door full of stories. When it was opened again a few months later, it was to be filled with someone else's dreams.
No matter where we go after these three years, whether it's a regular high school or a vocational high school, whether we go home or repeat a year, these three years at Baishi will be a shared memory for all of us from the Class of 2017.
After this parting, we go left and Baishi goes right, our future paths will be parallel lines that never intersect. I hope we can spend this last month without regrets, pass the high school entrance exam, and then strive to face a brand new life.
Flowers will bloom along the way, and so will our future path...
The above passage wasn't particularly brilliant in Chen Bing's entire speech; his subsequent address to all the students over the next three years was far more moving, giving even the academic underachievers more courage to face the future. But Wang Xu just liked this passage.
The reason was simply that the stadium was relatively quiet when Chen Bing said those words, so he could hear them clearly.
The reason is somewhat ridiculous, because what moved him was that he was sitting in the front row of the speaker's heart.
A poor student who was not valued, a poor student who could only sit at the back of the rally, sat in a circle around the speaker like everyone else, and clearly heard his words, that was all.
And how many people share his thoughts?
...
On June 11th, Chen Bing's speech, devoid of any humor, successfully energized the entire audience. Almost everyone could find in his words the significance of the high school entrance exam for them, and also felt the significance of the past three years for them.
Contrary to the view in "The Three-Body Problem" that "civilization should be given to the years, not years to civilization," Chen Bing believes in his speech that the beauty of youth lies in the beautiful years themselves, rather than what we do in those years.
Although the school leaders had reservations about such unorthodox remarks, since it was Chen Bing who delivered the speech, they could only express their reservations with "reserved" and "reserved" comments.
As for the students in the audience, they really liked Chen Bing's words. Especially those students in the regular classes with average grades, their opinion of him was rising higher and higher, and the value of Chen Bing's reputation at Baishi No. 1 High School was also increasing.
The most obvious sign is that from the mobilization meeting on the 11th to today, the 17th, the number of love letters this kid received has steadily increased, and in the last two days, it has even reached a record high.
The usual scenario is that as soon as Chen Bing enters the classroom, he is greeted by the teasing smiles of everyone in the class. Only after he sits back in his seat does he realize that there are even more love letters on his desk today.
I counted them roughly; there were about six or seven.
It can't really be called a love letter, because the letter contained other things besides the declaration of love.
For example, the one Chen Bing is opening now is a letter written to her by a boy.
The letter mentioned that he was Wang Xu from Class 5, and he was deeply moved by Chen Bing's speech at the pep rally. He had been feeling somewhat inferior because he didn't plan to go to high school, but after hearing Chen Bing's words, he understood that everyone has their own path.
So, he figured he was doomed this year and planned to repeat a year next year. He didn't expect to get into the Experimental High School or the Third High School, but at least he'd…
No, no, buddy? You understand that everyone has their own way of life, so why are you suddenly thinking about the high school entrance exam?
Chen Bing paused at this point. Unbeknownst to him, Wang Xu was genuinely eager to learn from him precisely because he could utter such moving words. He now felt that studying hard was truly valuable; whatever he did in the future, the books he had read would subtly and effectively help him.
And indeed, that's exactly what happened. A few years later, after graduating from university, Wang Xu chose to pursue a career in motivational speeches for college entrance exam takers, hoping to help others like Chen Bing did. It's a very positive thing to do.
Unaware of the other person's future story, Chen Bing carefully put away this letter and the others, intending to read them slowly when she had time after class.
"That's great, Chen Bing, boys are writing you love letters."
Shang Yunmiao, who had been standing next to Chen Bing, peeked out and watched Chen Bing read Wang Xu's letter. Afterwards, she said sourly, "These past few days, letters of all kinds have been flying into Chen Bing's desk like snowflakes."
Not to mention the letter written by the boy who seemed to admire Chen Bing, some girls even boldly confessed their feelings in their letters, recounting their three-year journey of secretly loving Chen Bing. All of this made Shang Yunmiao quite dissatisfied.
Although she was quite unhappy, Chen Bing was genuinely happy to see so many people liking him. After hearing Xiao Shang's sour words, he smiled and tilted his head to ask if she was jealous.
"Yes, a little."
"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, your brother is so outstanding, and I really shone at the pep rally. Now that it's graduation season, a lot of girls want to take this last chance to be brave. You have to understand. You know, in my heart, you're definitely the only one."
Xiao Shang puffed out her cheeks and didn't say anything. Chen Bing continued to tease her, saying, "Why don't you write one for me too? I can trade with you. Limited-time special offer, one letter can get you all of them."
Shang Yunmiao felt that these words sounded familiar, and then suddenly remembered that something similar had happened when she was in fourth or fifth grade.
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