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As the number one gang in the country, the Azure Dragon will control a large province in Zhejiang. I don't think I need to introduce them here.

Furthermore, the Azure Dragon would always form an alliance with the largest gang in Taiwan, the Qing Gang's subsidiary gang, the Flood Dragon Association. The two would not only have deep business contacts, but also have a lot of exchanges in the underworld. Once the battle between us and the Azure Dragon Society enters a stalemate, it's hard to say whether or not the flood dragon will get a kick in. It's hard to judge the terror of such an old international gang, so we should try to avoid clashing with them too much before we mature.

In short, before we are completely prepared, we cannot rush to fight with the Azure Dragon Society. "

Zhang Jun's words could be said to set up the situation for the next year, as well as the direction of the attack.

When everyone replied in unison, Zhang Fei, Su Xiang, and a few others could hear a hint of unusualness in it.

After looking at each other, Su Xiang said: "Clan Master, you … You want to leave? "

Zhang Jun smiled and replied, "I'm not leaving. I'm returning to school to complete the tasks that a student of mine should complete."

In the blink of an eye, it was already the end of May. After a period of time, the annual college entrance exam would begin. Seeing the arrival of the black June, everyone sighed in admiration as they prepared to make their final sprint for the college entrance examination.

Zhang Jun and the others also stopped fighting for the time being as they shuttled back and forth between the school and the society. Zhang Song gave up everything and calmed his heart to accompany Mu Xinyi as she made all sorts of preparations for the final sprint. The two of them once again returned to the warm life they had before.

Today, the crowd is once again ushering in the most exciting moment of the year. The graduation ceremony of the third year has arrived on schedule. Today, all the teachers and students were gathered together in the school's auditorium, preparing for the graduation ceremony.

The auditorium was huge, equivalent to a large movie theater. The auditorium's seats were divided into three areas. From left to right, they were arranged in order of a year, a second year, and three years.

The decorations in the auditorium had already been prepared yesterday, and they were only waiting for the arrival of today. At four-thirty in the afternoon, the exciting, sad, and memorable music began to play in the school's broadcast room. At the end of the song, the broadcast began to sing a song from He Wei, "Gardenia Blooms".

"Gardenia blooms, Sobeautifulsowsite; this is the season, we will leave; you, shy girl, are like a sweet smell lingering in my heart." (TL: OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG Gardenia blooming, so lovely, waving goodbye to joy and helplessness, the time is like water fast, day and night our youth irrigation. Gardenia blooming, Gardenia blooming, like a sparkling wave, blooming in my heart... Gardenia blooming, Gardenia blooming, like a sparkling wave of flowers, blooming in my heart, Gardenia blooming, Gardenia blooming, is a young, pure love.

Listening to He Rong's shy young voice, the light music lightly described the feelings of parting, the simple rhythm of music, allowing people to hear the light fragrance of the gardenia floating in the air; the clear and fresh melody and lyrics, with a very strong campus smell. The high school students who were about to leave the campus couldn't help but shed tears. Three years of vague companionship, three years of youth, and three years of beautiful life. Until now, they were on the verge of parting. Their hearts were filled with reluctance and regret.

Under the lead of the music, the students entered the auditorium, found their seats, and sat down, quietly waiting for the graduation ceremony that was about to begin.

At five o'clock sharp, the commencement ceremony officially began with the sound of the bell. Under the anticipation of the crowd, a male and a female host walked up to the middle of the stage.

Male: Respected leaders and teachers.

Woman: Dear students.

Good afternoon, everyone!

Male: It is an honor to meet with everyone in this passionate June, in this sorrowful June!

Woman: I am very happy to meet you all at the "go away to flight, youth launch - graduation ceremony" site!

Male: Youth is a great song. Three years ago, we entered our alma mater with our dreams of color. In these three years, we laughed, cried and experienced hardships to grow up.

Woman: Three years later today, we are here to relive the youth of the past, because tomorrow we will each run to the ends of the earth. And because of this, today, we bear too many blessings and thoughts, too much care and hope.

Men: Today, let us revisit the people and events that touched us: the hard-working figures in the brightly lit school buildings, the domineering men defending their collective dignity on the basketball court, the rambunctious chitchat in the dormitory full of cheers and laughter...

Woman: After three more years of reincarnation, on the same cool summer night, will you remember the parasol tree on the campus, will you remember the bookmarks in your diary, those colorful days?

Male: After countless three years, will your yearning increase unabated? In the years of your growth, in every day you roam the world, will there be a few moments that make you long to return to the past?

Woman: Let's quietly enjoy the challenge. In the race with time day after day, you will become stronger and more spirited! Another journey of youth begins from today, another story of time is told today.

Man: Dear schoolmate, don't take the departure with you, because tomorrow is a new starting point, because we believe that we will meet again, we are still a moving song!

Woman: It is a pleasure to have the opportunity to meet with you today and to say goodbye. Let today engrave in our hearts, let alma mater keep our style!

Male: On the campus in June, the sun shines brightly.

Woman: June campus, fragrant flowers. Summer is a season of passion and hope; but it is also a season of gradual separation.

Man: Time flies, time flies, three years of journey, is glorious thorny road, with dreams and expectations, we have come all the way.

Woman: At this moment, standing in front of the door of hope and looking back, the thorns along the way have actually become a blooming rose.

Male: Three years of wind and rain, three years of laughter.

Female: Three years of struggle. Three years of growth.

Male: Three years ago, we met here for our dreams. Today, we are parting from each other for our dreams of higher and more distant.

Woman: No matter how hard the process is, it will always be the most beautiful memory in the future.

Man: Wherever we're going, this is where our wings are.

Woman: Today, let's all witness our growth.

He: Let's give the warmest applause to the graduates. Applause please.

Following the host's words, hundreds of graduates majestically entered the stage one after another. They all neatly walked towards the seats that they had already allocated previously. They were like a soldier whose equipment and equipment had been inspected.

After the hundreds of graduates were seated, the hosts on stage began to talk nonstop.

Male: It's been an unusual year for the school this year. The school continues to carry out all-round quality education, three years of cultivation, determination and perseverance, spring and autumn, peach and plum fragrance.

Woman: This year has been a fruitful one for graduating students. What gives us comfort is that they also embody the love and vitality of post-nineties children. Today, they were less childish and more mature; they would straighten their chests and walk towards the next morning sun.

Man: There is a beautiful creature called the Spring Silkworm — the Spring Silkworm ends at the end of its life.

Woman: The Spring Silkworm has never said anything boastful in its life. The silver thread it spits out is a ruler that measures the value of life. Your love, as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring wind, as sweet as the spring water. Your love is more severe than that of a father, more exquisite than that of a mother.

Man: There is a sublime spirit called red candle - wax turned into ashes and dried up.

Woman: You are a beautiful cultivator, a beautiful sower. It is you with the beautiful sunshine, with the beautiful rain moisture, our heart field green grass, flowers like brocade! You for the blooming of flowers, fruit of maturity busy, silently hanging leaves of the shade! The reason why we have today's results, cannot do without the hard work of teachers along the way.

Male: For three years, dear teachers have worked hard for us without complaint; I know that they have not done so in return, but in order to open up the blue sky to us. In a few years, in retrospect, remember that there was once such a student, they were as young as a child, but full of youth, they promised us, with youth to give us their gratitude, with a good future to offer their most sincere gratitude to us.

Woman: In June, the river bank's gentle breeze means warm, the sea of flowers on the campus is overflowing with fragrance.

Man: June, thinking of the rush of graduation, full of the infinite sadness about to be lost.

Woman: June, pick up the past hidden in the past, taste accompanied by three years of joy growth.

Man: June, let you and I understand cherish, cherish every period of time in school flowing light.

Woman: Graduation, is a heavy verb, the action is full of yearning and reluctance.

Male: Graduation is an unforgettable noun. There is bitterness and bitterness in your words.

Woman: Graduation, is a tearful adjective, indispensable but also can not decline.

Male: Graduation, is a regretful adverb, experiential growth but let life fill.

Female: Graduation, is when we are lonely in the future, with smile and regret to recall the auxiliary words;

Male: Graduation is a false word that we wake up in the middle of the night without touching and without feeling.

Woman: Three years ago, we met to know each other, warm chest, with dreams.

Male: For three years, everyone has worked together to promote youth and to grow happily.

Woman: Three years later, each side of the world will be creating their own dream of heaven.

Male: Years later, if we can still remember that time, maybe it's not memorable, and it doesn't belong forever, but just a memory of growing up.

Woman: My friends, don't let the tears wet your face, the passion will bloom tonight, let our hearts soar in the sky, grow in youth, and sail warm in the light of time.

Male: Let's clap. We invite student representatives to speak on behalf of all graduating students. I have a question for you, Zhang Song of the third year and second class.