Risking the chance that it might be someone with the same name, Le Yifan, a second-year high school student, hurried toward the academic affairs office. His eyes were already beginning to sting with loneliness.
He stood at the office door, panting, and looked inside at the figure bent over, filling something out.
Seeing him arrive in such a rush, with his hair all mussed, Director Yan exclaimed, "Oh, I was just talking about you, Yifan. Come here! The city awarded the school an Outstanding Student quota, and they've just finalized it based on the citywide rankings from the final exams..."
Le Yifan didn't hear a word. All his attention was fixed on the unfamiliar figure.
The figure turned around. Their eyes met, and both of them froze in place.
Le Yifan could clearly feel his heart suddenly tighten.
Le Yifan stood before him, his school uniform jacket hanging open after his sprint. His clothes were visibly wrinkled, and his fringe was a mess. His eyes were red, and he stared at him without wavering, as though something hot might burst out of them at any moment.
This was their first reunion in eleven years...
Lin Xiaoran was a head taller than him. The young man before him overlapped with the boy in his childhood memories. His features had matured, and silver-framed glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, making him look even more composed and grown-up.
"Oh! You two know each other?" Director Yan asked, seeing them frozen in place, nearly recognizing one another.
Le Yifan: "We don't know each other!"
A mischievous, roguish smile crept onto Lin Xiaoran's lips.
"Well, that's perfect! You can get to know each other now. You'll be seeing plenty of each other from here on out."
But while Director Yan turned around to pour himself a cup of tea, Le Yifan dropped that line and ran out without looking back.
Theme: Young people should set their ambitions early, aim high, and remain steadfast in their goals
Love it, love it, I really like this style of writing
What a great write-up by Mrs. Hope! Love it, love it ヾ(??▽?)ノ
The flow of clouds and flowing water, the wonderful painting of the painting, the case is stunning, the wonderful pen brings flowers, the pen sweeps away thousands of troops, the pen is full of flowers, the personality is public, the writing is smooth, one word wakes up the dreamer. If the word is not surprising, it will never stop.
Your wonderful pen is beyond the reach of a horse. Kan Jun's classical Chinese is better than ten years of writing.