Chapter 55

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It might also be related to the rising temperature. Some phenomena that teachers had strictly guarded against are now gradually surfacing.

On Monday noon, Feng Yiping returned from washing dishes in the cafeteria. As he passed through the corridor, Lin Hui came towards him, holding her hands and staring straight at him. The passion in her eyes could surely melt even the hardest steel. Feng Yiping glanced at her, but he couldn't help getting goosebumps.

This scene was familiar, as he had experienced it before. When he looked up and met Lin Hui's melting gaze, he was momentarily at a loss, standing there in a daze. However, Lin Hui didn't even see him; she walked past him and directly approached a boy in front.

So this time, he quickly lowered his head and moved to the side, revealing a third-year boy behind him.

The boy was quite tall and looked older, possibly a retake student.

The two of them didn't walk together but leaned against pillars, a few meters apart, gazing at each other like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

Their bold behavior didn't attract the attention or teasing of their classmates. Instead, the students passing by tried to stay close to the classroom walls to avoid disturbing the couple.

Feng Yiping didn't know the name of this boy, but he knew that Lin Hui's future husband would definitely not be him. Well, he didn't need to worry about it. Lin Hui wasn't a great student, but she had a talent for matters of the heart, so there was no need to worry about her getting hurt.

On Tuesday, Feng Yiping welcomed his first Youth Day.

He didn't know what was going on this year, but the school announced that there would be no classes today, only group activities! Feng Yiping remembered that this was the only time during his student days that he received such treatment, and it never happened again.

The school's schedule was as follows: in the morning, everyone would go to the town cinema to watch a movie. They would return to the school for lunch and then go back to the town cinema in the afternoon to watch a celebration organized by the Youth League. In the evening, the school would show an open-air movie on the playground.

After morning exercises, when the principal announced this news, many students spontaneously applauded. Even during the morning self-study period, the reading voices in the classrooms were louder than usual, as everyone was energized by the day's schedule.

After a hurried breakfast, without any urging from the teachers, the students lined up on their own. Accompanied by their homeroom teachers, each class formed a loose line and walked along the road to the town cinema.

Since it was just Youth Day, the town looked no different from usual. There were few people on the streets, and the few shops had no customers. The shop owners stood lazily at their doors, watching the students pass by, providing a free spectacle.

Some idle aunties also came to watch, standing at their gates, some even cracking sunflower seeds, occasionally shouting at their grandchildren and granddaughters who were following the group, "Be careful, don't run into the middle of the road, what if you get hit?"

The few preschool children, who seemed to get more excited the more people there were, darted from the front to the back, from one side to the other. Some even raised their thumbs and index fingers to form guns, aiming at the older students passing by, making "pop pop" sounds.

When they reached the front of the cinema, there was finally a festive atmosphere. A red banner hung there, reading "Celebrate Youth Day."

The movie was "Jiao Yulu." On the cinema wall, a large color poster was displayed. Li Xuejian, playing Jiao Yulu, wore a yellow sweater over his shirt, a blue Zhongshan suit, and stood on a yellow earth slope with a drooping tree, hands on his hips, looking solemnly down.

Most of the students didn't know who Jiao Yulu was, but his clothing was similar to that of their parents, though slightly better.

The cinema was small, and the hundreds of students filled it to the brim. There were only two rows of long wooden benches at the front, where the teachers sat. The students had to stand, and if everyone brought their own chairs, there wouldn't be enough space.

The students dispersed, finding their own spots, with the taller ones naturally moving to the sides and back.

At first, there was some buzzing, but soon the screen lit up, and the students quickly quieted down.

The opening scene of the desolate Gobi Desert was unfamiliar to everyone, but the scene of carrying a coffin for a funeral was something many had experienced, so the atmosphere was somewhat somber. Then, Jiao Yulu reported to the county committee, and on the way, he encountered children of similar age, pale and thin, wearing tattered cotton clothes, begging on the road, which made many students feel sympathetic. When they saw the crowded train station, with people covered in snow, carrying bundles, and helping the elderly and children, many female students couldn't help but cry.

Everyone felt sad, not just out of sympathy, but also because of a sense of shared suffering.

None of the students present had experienced hunger, but they had all experienced hard times in their childhood. Seeing these similar scenes now, they couldn't help but feel a deep connection.

So, when the county magistrate appeared later, many students whispered curses. As the story progressed, Jiao Yulu visited villages, transported relief supplies, and fought floods with the people, deeply touching the students.

For most of the students present, the county party secretary and the central party general secretary were the same, only seen on TV, busy with their work.

Now they realized that there were party officials who were so close to the people.

Near the end, the townspeople lined the streets to bid farewell to Jiao Yulu, who was going for treatment. Soon, the screen displayed the words "Jiao Yulu passed away," and many students, including Feng Yiping, had tears in their eyes.

He thought he could be immune to such things now, but he found that being moved is hard to control. When it's time to be moved, you still get moved, regardless of age or experience.

This should be one of the few successful main theme movies. Similar to it is "Kong Fansen." They can succeed, move people, educate people, and make people cry because they are not exaggerated, not overly elevated, and have a real-life basis.

This is indeed a successful movie. After watching it, the image of Jiao Yulu, representing an excellent Communist Party cadre, will be firmly imprinted in everyone's mind.

The movie ended, and although everyone was heavy-hearted, they were definitely filled with positive energy.

For these simple rural middle school students, this was also a good lesson. On the way back, the group was very quiet, and during lunch, everyone cherished the food in their bowls even more.

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