Reborn, then become a male god

Chapter 69 High school is over.

At the end of the song, when Jiang Mu put down the guitar, the class bell rang just in time.

Many people still feel a little unsatisfied.

The two elementary school girls were even more mesmerized listening to it at the scene, and looked at Jiang Mu as if waking up from a dream.

There is only one thought in their hearts now, Senior Jiang Mu is so handsome!
After this period of exercise, Jiang Mu's body shape has become much more well-proportioned, with well-shaped chest muscles, broad shoulders, and an appearance of 79, just short of the so-called one-in-a-thousand class.

Compared with that 'school grass' Lin Huai, to be honest, except for being a little worse than "beauty", other dimensions are completely crushed.

Coupled with the BUFF bonus of playing the guitar, which is almost a lore in high school, how can a few elementary school girls who have just entered high school and have not faded their greenness be able to withstand it?
Just looking at Jiang Mu's profile, they all felt their hearts beating wildly.

So handsome, just like the heroines in those youth novels.

Handsome, good at studying, and versatile!
"Let's go back first, sorry for the trouble." Jiang Mu thanked the school girl, turned around and walked out of the radio station in a cool manner.

He Shun took the guitar subconsciously, and followed Jiang Mu silently.

Along the way, there was a rare silence.

Maybe the two elementary school girls just think it sounds good, but for someone like He Shun who is about to graduate from high school, after listening to this song, he will undoubtedly feel more in his heart.

Three years of high school, only the last week left.

This means that their youth is about to come to an end.

"Brother Mu, what school are you going to go to?"

"Get rich."

"Hey, then I guess I'm out of luck. It would be nice to take a test."

He Shun sighed, and said sincerely, "Brother Mu, I will go to Shanghai to play with you in the future."

Jiang Mu glanced at this kid, smiled and complained: "...Why are you so sensational, kid?"

In fact, young people can also understand that it is always easy to feel sad.

What kind of yearbook do you make when you graduate, and you agree to have a class dinner during the holidays, and hug each other, as if parting from life and death.

Just wait until you get into college.

Jiang Mu is someone who has experienced it, so he can see it clearly.

When I first went out, I might still miss high school. From time to time, some people in the class shared their knowledge of the new school.

However, as everyone met new friends in the new environment and formed a new social circle, gradually, there were fewer and fewer people chatting in the group.

It is said that memories will fade with old photos, but in fact, the graduation photo has not faded, and many people have left those strong emotions behind.

A few good brothers, when they were freshmen and sophomores, they still insisted on making appointments to meet each other during the winter and summer vacations, but later it became that you have something to do, and I have something to do.

Like back then, it was said that there was a class reunion for ten years after graduation, but in fact not even half of them attended.

In the past, cars and horses were slow, and they might spend their entire lives in the county town. Now everything has become faster. After graduation, they will go all over the world.

Busy, no time to take care of behind.

Looking at the eyes of his good brother beside him, Jiang Mu thought for a while, and said again: "Contact more, come to Magic City when you are free, and treat you to dinner."

He Shun was a natural optimist, but in a blink of an eye he started to be serious again: "Okay, brother Mu, if you have a new sister-in-law, remember to bring it out for my buddies to see."

"Fuck you, I'm such a man." Jiang Mu pouted.

"Yes, yes, good man."

He Shun rolled his eyes, and beeped softly: "...a good man will come to the radio station to play guitar at noon when he has nothing to do."

Jiang Mu naturally heard it, but he didn't explain, just smiled.

It is estimated that many people think that he wants to show off at this last moment, right?

In fact, he really didn't have that idea, it was just a feeling.

The song "I'm still young, I'm still young" that Qiao Qianhui played in the empty classroom that day aroused Jiang Mu's emotional resonance, and he felt a little empathy.

It is precisely because of this that he decided to leave a memory for his youth at the last moment.

This memory is not only for Qiao Qianhui, but also for everyone, and even for herself.

Theoretically speaking, he and Qiao Qianhui should be regarded as the same kind of people.

It's just that he was lucky and had the chance to do it all over again.

"After experiencing all kinds of warmth and coldness in the world, this smile is warm and innocent..."

Jiang Mu looked at the blue sky, the fluffy and white clouds floating freely.

Nothing has changed, just like the day of rebirth.

Thinking about it, Jiang Mu couldn't help but smile.

What happened at noon was just a small episode, and it didn't cause much disturbance in the school.

After waking up from the lunch break, the originally strong separation emotions were left behind by everyone, and they re-invested in the intense study.

With just seven days left before the college entrance examination, the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, and the strings in many people's hearts that have not been relaxed at all are tightened again.

Even though they knew it hadn't been long, many people still wanted to take advantage of the last time to memorize Chinese poems, mathematical formulas, and English words.

The college entrance examination is about the basics.

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Time flies.

Soon, the weekend is here.

This was also Jiang Mu's last weekend in high school.

In the morning, Zhang Hao took a thermos cup and walked into the classroom. The expression on his face was obviously much gentler, not as serious as before.

The classroom was full of noise, and it was going to be a holiday in the afternoon, so everyone was a little excited.

Standing on the podium, Zhang Hao didn't calm them down, but just glanced at the faces in the classroom one by one, as if he wanted to record this scene forever with his slightly cloudy old eyes.

Finally, many people noticed Zhang Hao who was silent on the podium, and felt a little strange. They sat back in their seats and stopped talking.

Finally, the classroom fell silent.

"Finished?" Zhang Hao opened his mouth now, his eyes swept around the classroom, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled old face.

Everyone looked at the uncoordinated smile on that old face, and suddenly started laughing underneath.

Zhang Hao coughed, and the classroom became quiet again, listening to him.

"Today is everyone's last day at school. We have three days off before the college entrance examination. Come back next time, it will be the time for the college entrance examination."

"I guess everyone should know about this, right? Those who are so excited are much more informed than I am."

After roughly explaining the precautions for the college entrance examination, Zhang Hao said, let you go back this time to let you relax, and don't hold this book to chew on it.

It’s already this time, just take it with you for a while, but don’t play too crazy, if you accidentally forget the college entrance examination, you can study with me for another year tomorrow.

"By the way, no one should have such an idea, right? After all, in the third year of high school, there must be quite a few people speaking ill of me behind my back."

Zhang Hao suddenly made a joke, and the whole class laughed again.

Of course, many people looked at Zhang Hao in surprise.

Didn't expect the other party to be so humorous?
Afterwards, when I thought about the reasons and realized that today would be the last day for them to sit in the classroom and really come to study, I felt a little empty in my heart for no reason.

Obviously before, I still wanted to finish the exam quickly and get out of the sea of ​​suffering, but now I feel a little bit reluctant.

　At one o'clock in the morning, the transitional plot was written and written, and I was depressed... I really want to go back to high school!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)