Lao Zhao was very experienced and allowed them to cry for a while and gave others some time to calm down.
Then he walked back to the podium and said in a rare gentle tone:
"Okay, okay, just like what Zhang Jiaqi said just now, it's not a matter of life and death. We can still meet each other in school in the future."
"I am also here to express my opinion on behalf of Class 14. All students who have left, you will always be members of Class 14. You are welcome to come back at any time."
After a while, he reminded:
"You guys pack up and go to the liberal arts class to register. The head teachers of the two liberal arts classes are already waiting for you."
After Zhang Jiaqi and the others left, Lao Zhao went on to the next topic: "Due to the separation of arts and sciences, students from two classes were divided into nine other classes."
"So there are eight students who will join our class in the future. Now I invite them in to introduce themselves."
Lao Zhao went to the door and waved, and the eight people who were already waiting at the door filed in.
There are six men and two women in total.
Most of them didn't seem to be in a very high mood. Two girls' eyes were swollen and they looked like they had just cried.
If we look at it carefully, they are worse off than the eight people who went out just now.
Those few people just chose liberal arts and therefore left their original classes, which is equivalent to having a "parental family" who they can come back to visit at any time.
These students' original classes have been demolished and will no longer exist. They have become "orphans" living in other classes.
For high school students with a strong sense of collective honor, this is an emotional setback.
There are both nostalgia for the past class and doubts about whether they can integrate into the new class. It can be imagined that the farewell scene they just experienced may be even more sad.
So they simply introduced their names, their original classes, and some even mentioned the school they graduated from.
"My name is Fang Yi, from Grade 1, Class 4..."
The only exception was a tall, handsome boy. He didn't look sad at all and said enthusiastically:
"Hello, classmates. Nice to meet you all. My name is Qian Jiahao. I used to be in Class 1."
"I am the chief drummer in the band, and I also play other instruments."
"I can play basketball pretty well, and I can also swing a few tennis balls. My favorite athlete is Nadal."
"By the way, I also know a little bit about hip-hop. You are welcome to play with me."
After he finished speaking, he grinned, showing his neat and smooth teeth just right, and the angle somewhat imitated a certain Mr. Chen who loved photography.
Of course it's the low-profile kind.
The reaction from the audience was even more enthusiastic than that of the previous ones, and they started chatting: "Class 1 is a key class and has not been demolished. Why did he come to us..."
The girl looking at the face: "You look so handsome when you smile..."
"Why didn't I know that the band also has the title of chief drummer?" This sour remark came from the old bear next to me.
Boys' first impressions of this guy are not very good.
It's not jealousy, but I understand his subtext.
"Red Cliff" in 2008, this era-changing masterpiece of bad movies, was not that long ago.
In addition to the famous scene of "Meng Meng, stand up" contributed by Duiyin Xiaoqiao, another famous meme is the catchphrase "I understand a little" by a certain RB actor.
Most of the people here know this joke, so this classmate Qian just introduced himself seemingly modestly, but the translator said:
"I'm awesome."
Of course Lin Yi would not forget this guy, but it was his first time meeting today. He shouldn't know everything about this guy, so he just said calmly:
"This is self-proclaimed, but he is indeed the best player in this class."
Old Xiong didn't believe it: "You don't know how to play drums."
It is true that Lin Yi cannot play the drum, but even those who dislike him have to admit this.
"Maybe he couldn't make it in the key class and was eliminated. I'll go home and ask..." Old Xiong was still mumbling.
It doesn't look like this guy was kicked out.
Old Zhao didn't know if he had heard the mystery.
He ended this session neatly: "Okay, we will have the opportunity to get to know each other well in the next two years. Let's arrange seats next semester."
"That's it for this semester. I wish all of you a happy summer vacation!"
"Happy summer vacation!" everyone cheered.
…
After a while, Zhang Jiaqi walked out from the dormitory dragging a trolley suitcase, and Gu Caiwei was waiting at the door with a small bag on her back.
The two of them happily linked their arms and walked outside, talking and laughing, as if they had forgotten that they had just hugged each other and cried.
"By the way Caiwei, why on earth did you decide not to study liberal arts with me?"
"Didn't I say it before? I really hate endorsements, and I don't understand politics or history."
"All right."
Zhang Jiaqi also gave up trying to persuade her. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Caiwei, I said those words accidentally before. I didn't say you were bad. Don't take it to heart..."
Gu Caiwei waved her hand carelessly: "Oh, I don't care anymore. How about we go see a movie tomorrow..."
The two of them quickly walked out of the school gate and found Mother Gu who was waiting there in advance.
She was still dressed as she was in Zhao Mingcheng's office in the morning, with a red Porsche Cayenne parked next to her.
Mother Gu is not a flamboyant character.
When she first arrived in Lin'an, she also drove a more humble family car, but soon discovered that she needed a little prop to reduce the small troubles in daily life.
Mother Gu opened the trunk door and prepared to take the box from Zhang Jiaqi's hand.
"I'll do it myself, Auntie, I'm bothering you again today." Zhang Jiaqi quickly put the lever away, then lifted it and put it in the trunk.
She also found it strange that Aunt Gu had known her for several years and was very kind, but she always felt very reserved in front of her.
Mother Gu didn't argue, she walked to the front row and got into the driver's seat.
The other two people got into the back seat together, and Zhang Jiaqi asked casually: "By the way Caiwei, when will you return to Yuezhou this year?"
Gu Caiwei raised her head and met her mother's eyes through the reflector.
"Next month." This was the answer from Gu's mother.
"oh……"
Zhang Jiaqi didn't ask any more questions and continued chatting with Gu Caiwei about some little girls' topics until they got off the bus.
After sending Zhang Jiaqi off, only mother and daughter were left in the car. Mother Gu said while driving:
"Xiaowei, you said before that you wanted to study science. Mom respects your opinion."
"Actually, you don't have to work so hard. We don't have to go to the single-plank bridge to squeeze into the college entrance examination."
"I asked someone about it and hired the best study abroad consultant. Two years of preparation is enough to apply for a well-ranked school."
"Your English foundation is not bad. You can sign up for a TOEFL class this summer and then practice next year. Anyway, you can take the test again and again."
"Would you like to go to the United States, England or Australia?"
She thought for a while and then added: "Canada is also okay, but it seems to be very cold..."