On that day, Mo Jian, Li Tianying, Duan Twelve and others talked a lot, whether it was separation, memories, or the unknowable future, but the only thing that connected them was the relationship between them and those around them. of mellow friendship.
A thousand pieces of gold are easy to find, but a friend is rare. There are no good or bad friends. Only those who don¡¯t understand friendship will label their friends as good or bad.
Maybe they didn¡¯t know each other for too long, but the memories that accompanied them were as long as they were born with them, so that day, they were all drunk without exception.
The next day, early in the morning, in the dean's office, the dean looked at the five teenagers standing in front of him with a livid face.
At this moment, he could clearly read the pain that only those who have been drunk can understand from the pale and haggard faces.
He has been drunk before, so he understands, so he will know that these pale-faced students have not yet woken up from the strong drunkenness.
However, he knew clearly that what they said was not drunken talk, just because of those eyes that shone with determination like faith.
"Dream?" He slowly raised his head and looked at the white floor above. He was silent for a long time until a pungent burnt smell came from the cigarette butt at his fingertips.
"It's so stupid!" He stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up suddenly, and looked at the same but different faces in front of him with a solemn expression.
"What do you think this is? A third-rate school? A cheap hotel? A place for leisure activities?!" A frightening anger appeared on his stern face, "I tell you, this is DP, a domestic A well-known university, if you don¡¯t know, let me tell you, you should be proud, proud, just because you are a student of this school!¡±
"But it's a pity that you don't have this consciousness!" He exhaled heavily, a cold light as cold as ice and snow flashed in his eyes, "You are just locusts, gnawing at the blood and sweat of your relatives and the reputation of this school. locust!"
"You must think that I am too much! You must think that I am very harsh! You must think that I am cold and impersonal!" The dean glanced at the calm faces, "But I can tell you that I have sacrificed for you. It¡¯s passed, but what about you? Have you worked hard for your parents and this school?!¡±
The dean smiled coldly, not giving any of them a chance to speak, and said: "You haven't, or you have never thought about it at all, and you just wishfully think that the school is persecuting you, and the school is forcing you to study hard. But I must tell you that the future is only your own, and I am only responsible for using your severe 'persecution' to guide you in the most correct direction."
"But we also have our own ideas!" Zhang Bao finally said with his head raised uncontrollably.
"Ideas?!" The dean sneered again upon hearing this, "Let us tell you that your so-called ideas are just derivatives of ignorance!"
"You!" The dean did not give Zhang Bao a chance to refute, so he pointed at Zhang Bao and said, "Because I have a father who is the director of education, I only know how to do random things all day long!"
"You!" Li Tianying followed Zhang Bao, "You don't have any bad conduct, but your biggest flaw is that you appear to be calm but don't know how to discipline others and yourself!"
"And you!" The moment he was stared at by the dean, Frogboy also shrank a bit, "I laugh and laugh all day long, all I do is pick up girls, this is a school!"
"Are you still going to say it?!" The dean pointed at Gu Jue with bulging veins, "Ever since you entered this school, you have been drinking, fighting, and picking up girls, and the most ridiculous thing is that you are not ashamed of it, but proud of it! "
Gu Jue, who had always been fearless, actually lowered his head in shame at this moment. However, the dean did not stop there until he turned his eyes to the figure that was as straight as a javelin.
"You must be very proud, you must think that you are very good, and that you have done nothing wrong!" The dean suddenly slapped the table and said in a stern tone: "But let me tell you, you are not only wrong, but also very wrong! Do you know how many students have been hurt because of you, and do you know how many students have changed because of you! Now I can tell you clearly that you are not the pride of DP, but the shame and cancer of DP!"
"Are you done?" Mo Jian looked into those cold eyes without flinching, and said calmly: "I respect you as a teacher and have listened to your teachings, so can you listen from the perspective of a student? My request?"
¡°Stubborn!¡± ¡®Bang! ¡¯ The roar and thump sounded almost at the same time, but in the next moment they were swallowed up by a louder sound.
"You are the one who is stubborn!"
The dean was stunned, but he was not the only one who was stunned. Li Tianying and others were also shocked. It was hard for them to believe that Mo Jian, who had always had a reserved temper, actually changed his temperament and got married to the dean today. , how can this not surprise Li Tianying and others?
"What did you say! How dare you yell"
"Facts!" Mo Jian coldly interrupted the dean's words, and then said: "Shouldn't students have dreams? Is it true that everything can only be achieved when everything is done before we can dream of those dreams that are out of reach?!"
Silence, the silent silence exuded a cold and murderous aura. Anyone could easily read the anger that was about to emerge in the trembling face of the dean.
However, he continued to speak, with his straight figure straightened, and in a tone without any hesitation or fear, he continued: "What are students? In your eyes, they are just a tool, a tool to increase your reputation. ? Of course you can deny it, but how do you explain these mechanical educations? You can say that you have worked hard for us, but have you ever looked at it from our perspective? Didn¡¯t you when you were a teenager? Don¡¯t you have teenage dreams? Have you forgotten the original intention of standing here and just keep killing interesting and beautiful dreams one after another for a stupid reason?!¡±
The dean was as silent as a speechless statue at the moment. He could only stare blankly at the young man who spoke righteously. He should roar, be angry, and even use the decades of life he had saved to tell this boy. What is the cruelty of reality for young people.
However, he never said a word, just because he could not refute, just because he had experienced it, and just because he had not forgotten the most beautiful and truest dream in his life.
Only when you lose can you learn to cherish, only when you lose can you regret it, and only when you regret can you wake up to how beautiful those memories were.
He slumped down on the soft leather swivel chair in a state of confusion. He looked at the young men in front of him with an unshakable belief even though their faces were pale.
Now he finally understands why he is angry, why he roars, and why he wants to kill those stupid dreams, because the dreams are not stupid, what is stupid is that they simply do not come true, but he simply no longer believes in them.
Smoke curled up from his fingertips, and amid the silent silence and complicated thoughts, he finally slowly opened the stiff corners of his lips.
"If it doesn't happen, just do what I say."
"We will make it happen for you, for sure!"
Mo Jian and the others left, and finally disappeared through the thick door panel as if they had never been there. However, they left behind evidence of their visit. Although there was only one sentence, even though there were only two words, it made the serious people laugh. The dean showed a trace of innocent smile.
"Thanks."
He lay quietly on the swivel chair, looked at the door that had already stood still, and murmured: "This winter is unexpectedly hot."