Author: A bucket of pudding

This answer sounds reasonable, but it makes the two teachers feel a little embarrassed.

The final exam questions of Haizhou High School are given by the Municipal Education Bureau for unified examinations, and the results must be reported and kept. Others, such as the start of school, and the monthly exam questions are given by the school. He is not clear about other subjects, but the math papers for the second grade of high school are discussed by all mathematics teachers. Ning Qing said "I don't want to write", which seems to be that the teachers' level of setting questions is not very high.

"Huh... why don't you want to start writing? You don't want to start writing this final exam, and you don't bother to start writing the basic exam at the beginning of the school year. What's wrong? The high school math questions are not what you like?" Before Luo Zhen could speak, Teacher Yan, who came over, asked quips.

This question is really hard to answer, so Ning Qing simply stayed silent.

After decades of life experience, the most precious ideological wealth given to him is probably to understand the principle of saying more and making mistakes. Not answering at the right time is always the only way to make the question simple. Human beings are a species that is good at scrutiny. Silence can often give oneself and the other party more room for thinking.

Coincidentally, not saying a word is in line with Ning Qing's originally dull temperament. At least in front of these two teachers, he is a little qualified to be tough at this time.

...

Luo Zhen took a deep breath and was about to speak when the office door suddenly rang, and then a chubby head came in: "Ning Qing, Ning Qing..."

The three of them looked back and saw that it was Luo Shiyin in the class.

"Is there anything wrong?" Luo Zhen recognized Ning Qing's deskmate at a glance and asked.

"Well, Teacher Luo, that's right. Ning Qing's parents came to school, but were stopped at the school gate. Then they called Teacher Fan. Teacher Fan asked me to ask Ning Qing to see his parents outside the school." Luo Shiyin walked into the office and said.

Although he was answering Luo Zhen's question, it was obviously Ning Qing who was affected. The high school department of Bilingual No. 1 Middle School is managed in a closed manner. Except for weekends, he usually stays in school. This is actually quite good for Ning Qing now, because he is not ready to meet with his parents in this world. Unexpectedly, the two old people came to him.

The mood is a bit complicated.

Luo Zhen frowned and asked, "What did you Teacher Fan think? Don't you let the guards come in directly?"

Teacher Fan’s name is Fan Zhen, who teaches politics, and is also Ning Ji’s third class teacher in bilingualism in Haizhou. The biggest advantage of being a class teacher is that he can choose to only lead one class. By looking at Luo Zhen’s expression, you can know that this teacher Fan’s reputation among the teachers is not very good.

However, it is said that Fan Zhen is a relative of a principal named Fan in the school, so he is naturally very "aware".

Luo Shiyin stuck out her tongue and said, "I don't know. Anyway, Teacher Fan just said to me when she was passing by the classroom and asked me to find Ning Qing and inform me that I would go to the school gate. I'm just a person who leads the conversation. Let's go."

Luo Zhen glanced at Ning Qing, shook his head and said, "Forget it, Ning Qing, you go to see your parents first to see what's going on. So, come here again during evening self-study. I'll talk to you carefully about this mathematical modeling competition."

...

On the way to the school gate, Ning Qing carefully looked through his memories of home in his mind, thinking about what happened at home. It would make his parents come to the school to find him at the same time.

Before he could reach the school gate, he suddenly stopped and took a deep breath. He remembered that he left a last letter at home last weekend and was stuck in a book...

Suddenly I felt embarrassed.

At this moment, Ning Qing felt that he could use his feet to directly extract a three-bedroom and one living room.

He really didn't expect this kind of start, but there was no way for life to be like this. As soon as he had a direction, he suddenly realized that life was still like a mess, which was too messy to be cut. Fortunately, with the direction, he could always give all these messy things to Lu Qing.

So Ning Qing took a deep breath, walked to the main road at the school gate again, and saw his parents anxiously waiting outside the school gate.

My father's hair was much whiter than in my memory. Mu Qing, who had been watching, had already seen him and was waving his hand at him anxiously. Ning Qing hurriedly ran a few steps to the school gate. The security guard did not make any more embarrassing Ning Qing and directly asked him to leave the school gate from the security room.

"Dad, mom, why are you here?"

"You're okay..." Ning Qing's father Ning Shengjie was about to lose his temper, but was pulled on the sleeve by the woman beside him. After all, he just sighed and said nothing more. He just looked at him with complicated eyes.

Angry, worry,

"It's nothing. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat well at school, so I'll take you to a meal. Don't stand here, go." Shu Xin took a step forward, held her son's hand, and said without any refusal.

...

Soon, Ning's parents took Ning Qing to a restaurant next to the school.

The restaurant is not very big, but small restaurants are the norm on this street. This kind of restaurant with two floors is already big. After all, it is aimed at the student business, and the price-performance ratio is the most important. It was dinner time, and the hall was already very lively. Ning Shengjie asked for a small private room on the second floor.

Before Ning Qing expected, when he walked into the box, Ning Shengjie ordered a few dishes casually, Ning's mother took out a piece of letter paper from the handbag she carried with her and asked seriously: "Ning Qing, this is what you wrote, right? Do you know what these words mean?"

Ning Qing looked at the letter paper and began to recall the second-tier words written in the letter. He didn't know how to talk for a while. He was never good at lying in front of close people. After pondering for a while, he saw the worried gaze of his family, and a sense of strangeness still surged into his heart.

"Dad, mom, I'm sorry, I've worried you. I had some of my thoughts before, but now I've figured it out and set my goals again. If you can still believe me, I will work hard to go to a good university, but maybe it's not just relying on the college entrance examination."

Ning Qing spoke sincerely, of course the credibility is not that high.

"Hey, Ning Qing, today when my mother was helping you sort out the book, she really scared her mother when she saw this letter. I figured it out on the way to school. I just discussed with your dad that everyone has their own way of living, and we don't require you to get into the best school anymore. It's so much pressure that you just need to figure out what kind of life you want to live in the future."

Hearing this words from my mother's mouth, Ning Qing subconsciously glanced at his father.

It just so happened that this middle-aged man who was not good at expressing himself was also looking at him. His eyes were less than 0.1 second. The two of them turned their heads, and then they looked at each other with disgust.

Father's love and mother's love are different after all...

(End of this chapter)
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