"Bai Yu!"
"Enrollment Eight years, Four-Pattern Cloud Merit!"
"Behead Evil Cult, there are countless wanted criminals, and serve Dark Pavilion for three years!"
"Keep Demon-Suppressing Pass for two years!"
"My pulse was severely injured and I was bedridden for a year!"
"Today... graduation!"
As Su Mo's Graduation Ceremony ended, the Principal voice sounded again.
far away...
Bai Yu's figure appeared, wrapped in a thick black down jacket, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
He raised his head and saw Su Mo wearing only a robe on top of High Platform. A daze flashed in his eyes, but he soon smiled freely and shook his head.
Even a second before he walked towards High Platform, he still had tit-for-tat thoughts with Su Mo.
But for some reason, the moment I stepped onto the stone steps, my heart suddenly became calm.
No joy or sorrow.
All kinds of past events kept coming back to my mind.
Shatter and Image are slightly blurry faces.
It's... too long.
It has been so long that many people and many things have been forgotten.
In the past eight years, I don't know how many people close to me have fallen in front of me.
There are classmates, colleagues, comrades...
Boarding High Platform, looking back, all I see is red.
Like blood.
The scorching sun, the heavy clothes, and the body was covered with sweat without even realizing it.
He didn't pay attention to the curious and complicated expressions of the people below.
Bai Yu just stood there silently.
Compared to Su Mo, Bai Yu behaves more silently.
At least...Su Mo can still shout slogans one after another and ignite the passion in his body.
But he couldn't.
The entire Playground fell into absolute silence.
As time passed, there was silence.
Bai Yu was a little absent-minded, not knowing what he was remembering, for a long time...
Open your mouth gently.
It was like humming a tune, in a relaxed style, but the way he hummed it was a little off-key, nondescript.
If the situation were different, I would probably face a barrage of complaints soon.
But Bai Yu looked very serious.
Until...
In the corner, the drunk man also started humming along and looked at Bai Yu.
The song ends.
Bai Yu stood on the High Platform that everyone was looking up to, and the drunkard huddled in a corner where no one cared.
Looking at each other in silence.
Bai Yu looked at the drunk man and spoke several times, as if he wanted to tell something, but in the end it just turned into a helpless sigh and shook his head slightly.
The drunk man's originally clear eyes became hazy again.
But his body remained stubbornly upright.
It's like...
The moment he first entered Ink Academy, he was so heroic and young as Heavenly Pride.
It's so dazzling.
Bai Yu slowly took two steps back, bowed slightly to the drunken man.
Amid the surge of energy, he retreated to Su Mo.
Compared with Su Mo, it is much less fancy, but also adds a little loneliness out of thin air.
The lively and festive Graduation Ceremony that I originally imagined, with everything starting and ending in pretense, did not appear.
Instead, it seems heavy.
It's like there is a piece of Giant Rock pressing on the hearts of many Freshmens, making them somewhat breathless.
Zhao Zicheng took a deep breath. "These guys are so depressing!"
"When we graduate, we must give them a good show!"
"I'm Blood-Colored Twin Fiends, Zhao Gaga!"
"When it comes to showing off, I never lose!"
At this moment, Zhao Zicheng's eyes were full of fighting spirit.
Sun Wen nodded in agreement. "Yes, I will come to the design session when the time comes, and they are doing it too poorly! When we graduate, I will hire at least two Eighth Awakening and a dozen Seventh Awakening to do nothing but use energy to create special effects for us!"
"Please invite a popular female singer to sing for our Graduation Ceremony!"
"Yes, Gaga, you perform another chest-breaking performance!"
Sun Wen keeps giving his opinions.
Zhao Zicheng's body stiffened.
In the corner, Yu Sheng's eyes suddenly brightened, and he kept looking at him, as if he was measuring whether Zhao Zicheng's small body could bear it.
For a moment, the air seemed to get colder.
"Sun Wen!!"
"Why do you want to mix some weird things into the good Graduation Ceremony design!"
Zhao Zicheng shouted through gritted teeth.
But Sun Wen seemed not to hear it and was still thinking of new designs.
"When I graduate, I should be 18 years old!"
"When the time comes... I'm going to wear a white dress, with a fairy-like air!"
Lin Xiaoxiao is a little yearning.
But the words he said made several people feel like they were struck by lightning.
Graduation... Eighteen...
Look at those two people on High Platform, they are both in the final stage of Young Man!
Is this still human language?
"I will let everyone know my name Mu Yu."
Mu Yu spoke softly, turned his head and glanced at Yu Sheng.
"Me too!"
A Tai clenched his fists hard!
For a time, 140th Cohort Freshmen set sail again with infinite fighting spirit!
Just like...
Just like the Freshmen of that time.
Everything fell into Reincarnation.
With the end of this short, not luxurious graduation ceremony, everything returned to calm.
Freshmen people are still dreaming about their future.
The old students withstood the pressure and left with solemn expressions.
In the corner, the scattered people silently returned to Inner Courtyard.
The drunk man also got up, took out a bottle of wine from somewhere, and took a swig of wine. The smell of alcohol filled the air again.
Staggeringly, he turned around and left, finally leaning against the arch and falling asleep with the bottle in his arms.
The clean clothes that had just been changed were covered with dust again.
Chu Yu silently walked down the rockery, glanced at the drunk man, and returned to the depths of the Academy with the book in his arms.
"Help... help me..."
Bai Yu said in a voice that sounded like a mosquito, and his voice was a little weak.
Su Mo glanced in the direction of Bai Yu and remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"Hurry up!"
"I have heatstroke and can't walk!"
"A group of people are watching below!"
Seeing Su Mo's indifferent look, Bai Yu gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Yo yo yo, why am I suffering from heatstroke?"
"Old seniors can't act out of anger, this is not good!"
"You're quite old, and you have quite a bad temper."
"Wearing a down jacket to climb up this Great Xia day, tsk tsk..."
Su Mo said, but he had no intention of helping at all.
"Ten thousand!"
"Okay!"
One question and one answer, very natural and tacit understanding.
Just look at Su Mo taking a step forward without leaving any trace, blocking in front of Bai Yu, holding a mobile phone in his right hand behind his back.
There is a payment code hanging on it.
Bai Yu endured his physical weakness, barely scanned it, and transferred the money.
Su Mo calmly took back the phone.
He turned around and looked at Bai Yu with a sincere face.
"Enrollment five years."
"Thank you to Senior Bai for your advice."
"Su Mo's blessing."
As he spoke, he bowed slightly.
Bai Yu's eyes lit up and he realized something. He decisively took Su Mo's hand and said, "Junior is joking."
(Modified a small bug in the previous article. Bai Yu is three years older than Su Mo. I wrote it backwards before... Sorry)