After listening to Xie Wenqing's words, freewill and the others basically understood that there were no arts classes in No. 1 High School to begin with. This was because this was a provincial key high school, and they were most focused on learning.
Therefore, if they wanted to be art students, they could only transfer schools. No. 8 High School was the best school with arts classes.
"since this is a matter of the future, of course we will be happy for you, " freewill said. The other three girls also nodded.
Although Fang Qing and Xie Wenqing were not very familiar with each other, the friendship between girls was cultivated so quickly, and it seemed that they soon began to talk and laugh.
In the afternoon, the four girls stayed together. They stayed in the dormitory and talked about a lot of topics.
When they left, there was always a special kind of sadness. The sudden departure, just like now.
"okay, girls, I'm leaving. " There was already a boy at the door. It should be her boyfriend, who came to the school to help her pack her things.
Xie Wenqing had left. He had left her three roommates, left him, and lived in the dormitory for almost a year.
"Don't be so sad. We can still meet again in the future. I didn't leave this city. I just transferred schools. In the future, you can come to my school to play. I will definitely take you to tour our No. 8 High School. "
The three girls broke out into laughter, crying and laughing as they nodded.
They believed that when they were fated in the future, they would meet again and get together again.
Although they thought so in their hearts, when they really saw Xie Wenqing leave, they couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.
The invisible gap between Pan Yan and Fang Qing seemed to have faded in the afternoon. From not saying much at the beginning, they often greeted each other at the end.
They also began to cherish the fate that they had together.
It was worth mentioning that their dance club gathered everyone the next day to take a souvenir photo.
Everyone was dressed beautifully, looking like they were taking graduation photos.
After the students'noisy discussion, the photographer and his assistant arrived.
Gu Yinshu deliberately stood behind her. His clothes and her dress were of the same color, looking very harmonious.
"Ok, smile at me. One, two, three... " the photographer bent down slightly, and with a click, everyone's smiling faces were left in front of the camera.
In the Jingjing campus, the atmosphere was full of youth. Gu Yinshu looked very cold in the photo, but the outline of the young man was particularly bright under the sunlight.
He was in high spirits, young and frivolous.
And this photo was almost frozen in the most beautiful moment of their lives.
Many years later, when he recalled this scene, looking at the old photo, he felt quite emotional.
It turned out that many things had been decided at a certain moment, but the process was still very beautiful.
Although there were regrets, sadness, and setbacks, in the end, they still settled in the immature years.
When he thought about it, it was engraved in his heart.
Soon, the winter vacation began.
The winter in an Cheng always seemed to be less obvious. Although the trees and withered leaves highlighted the bleak atmosphere, not even a single snow particle fell.
In fact, freewill had some regrets about the winter in an Cheng, but because of someone, it seemed to make up for these minor regrets.
During the winter vacation, freewill did not idle, but she was always making up for her homework.
Her studies were not particularly outstanding, so it would be very difficult for her to get into a school like Gu Yinshu's.