Chu Yu walked out of the arch with a book in his arms.
There was no incoming crowd.
Instead, I stood on the rockery Mountain Summit and let the breeze blow my hair.
Yu Sheng and Freshmen waiting for 140th Cohort, according to their seniority, stood at the back and watched silently.
Of course, those people in every corner don't count.
They...
In name, perhaps he is no longer a student of the Ink Academy.
Even if Ink Academy admits it, they don't admit it in their own hearts.
In their hearts, they only deserve to stand in a deserted corner, watching the ceremony from a distance.
I have seen it in my dreams countless times, and I wish I could replace it with my own body...Graduation Ceremony.
They can even sacrifice their lives for this.
But...
Graduation Ceremony every year, there are faces that may be familiar or unfamiliar, but... they don't belong to them.
At this point, all teachers and students of the Ink Academy have arrived.
Everyone alive is without exception.
This moment...
All honors belong to those who are about to board that High Platform and leave from now on.
A pride that belongs exclusively to myself.
From boyhood to Young Man, the best years of life...
The greatest affirmation.
High in the sky, from Principal to Director of Teaching, they are still floating in the mid-air, just like War God has come to this world.
Exuding his own majestic energy indulgently.
"Ink Academy, 140 years since its establishment!"
"A total of 563 graduates!"
"Today..."
"Graduate 140th Cohort, Su Mo, Bai Yu!"
"Enrollment, we have been with you all the way for several years, and we are honored to be teachers!"
"Hope... the road ahead..."
"I will not regret this life!"
"Ink Academy..."
"Respect!!!"
Along with the sonorous sound of Principal, in the distance...
A Young Man, wearing a white Scholar's Robe, holding Folding Fan in his hand, walked slowly with a smile on his face.
In the eyes of everyone, step on the stone steps of High Platform.
One step... one step...
Finally reached the top of High Platform.
"Su Mo!"
"Enrollment five years, Four-Pattern Cloud Merit."
"135th Cohort, Freshman Competition champion."
"Beheaded Evil Cultist 125 people, 84 wanted criminals, entered Demon Domain three times, and killed Demon Beast 362 heads."
"Enter Demon-Suppressing Pass, thirty-six days!"
"Today..."
"Sixth Awakening, Graduation!"
Vice Principal, wearing his reading glasses, spoke plainly about Su Mo's achievements one after another.
It was just a series of cold numbers, containing an unknown amount of blood and tears.
Don't even know...
How much did Su Mo pay for this?
How many have I witnessed?
When he boarded the High Platform, he looked around. Wherever he looked, the people who fought together with Enrollment...
They are all gone.
This is an honor.
Likewise, there is also loneliness.
Su Mo stood a little silently on High Platform, originally thinking about all sorts of flirtatious things and how to show off.
But when he really stood here.
Looking at the envious, expectant and curious eyes.
Those young faces look very much like my former self.
For a while...
Su Mo's eyes are a little red.
myself...
It turns out that he is also a member of the audience.
It's just that back then, he had classmates, brothers, and the obscure Teacher...
There are also countless Ideal ambitions.
I even simply fantasize that one day I will stand on this High Platform with all my classmates and enjoy the eyes of others!
But...
He watched in the audience for one year, two years, three years, four years...
High Platform will always be there.
But there are fewer and fewer comrades standing beside him.
Even Teacher, who was careless and always thinking about how to bully them every day, has left forever.
Until that fourth year...
You are alone, raise your head and look up.
Thinking of my ambition again, I couldn't help but want to talk about it. The moment I turned around, there was no one around me.
Now, he finally stands on High Platform.
It's just like what I imagined back then, but... it's a different scenery and a different emotion.
In the crowd...
The newlyweds still walked together and couldn't help but whisper to each other.
All his eyes showed was curiosity.
Second Year was born, so he was a little silent, but looking at High Platform, he was still looking forward to it.
After that...
One by one, the lonely Third Year students stood scattered, only silent.
As for those scattered people in the farthest corner, trying hard to hide themselves in the darkness...
Take a deep breath.
Su Mo Clenched his fists hard.
"Ink Academy!"
"135th Cohort, mentor Meng Dong, monitor Fan Zhe, classmates Qi Ming, Yao Xinxue, Li Wei...Su Mo!"
"Everyone is reporting in!"
"Graduation today!"
Su Mo's voice was a little trembling, and the hands he was clenching hard were also a little pale.
But he tried hard to keep his tone calm.
He even forced out a smile.
"I can't understand why they cry after graduation!"
"When our brothers go up there, it will be noisy and lively. We will definitely laugh at them severely!"
"Yes, let's graduate with a smile!"
"On the day of graduation, I will give you a Meng Ba Pi beating!"
Enrollment In the first year, they innocently made their wish.
Smile!
Graduation with a smile!
Su Mo's smile bloomed, trying hard to maintain his elegance and grace.
But tears still fell from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.
"Enter Ink Academy..."
"135th Cohort all members... no regrets!"
Finally, Su Mo turned around and looked at Teacher divided into two columns, and the name Old Man in the sky...
Bow deeply.
"Su Mo is here, waiting for everyone on my behalf... Thank you."
Principal and the others just nodded lightly. The next second, they no longer suppressed their own energy, and Awakening Object emerged one after another, echoing each other in mid-air.
Under the rendering of energy, it is so eye-catching.
Even...
Compete with that Blazing Sun.
Although there are no words, it speaks through actions.
you...
Also the pride of the Ink Academy.
A man named Teacher synchronized, showing his own Awakening Object.
The flowers spread, paving a wide road under the feet of Su Mo.
Fire Phoenix stretches Wings around Su Mo.
Wisps of light surround it.
At this moment, Su Mo is so dazzling.
Including the students under High Platform, they also saluted collectively at this moment.
Inheriting the hopes and blessings of all teachers and students of the Ink Academy...
Toward the future...
That is your own path.
Keep... moving forward.
A Writing Brush floats above the head of Su Mo, and six bright Crystal Stone flash.
Su Mo stands in the center of High Platform.
again...
Bow deeply.
Back to the corner.