The next day, Lin Guoqing took Lin Yi to the training institution to pay the money and got the registration receipt, which he took directly with him on the day he returned to school.
He knocked on Zhao Mingcheng's office door early in the morning. Old Zhao was a little surprised:
"Lin Yi, what can you do so early?"
Lin put his registration receipt on the table and bowed very formally:
"Thank you very much, Teacher Zhao, for your patient help. After I went home and discussed with my parents, I have registered for these classes. This is the receipt."
Lao Zhao didn't even look at it. He picked up his thermos cup and took a sip. Then he turned to Lin Yi and signaled with his eyes.
It means let go if you fart.
"That's it, Teacher Zhao."
"You should know from the last phone call to my parents that they completely trust the school and you, but they have no idea about education issues."
"What they mean is that next time you have any academic problems, you can just tell me directly."
Lao Zhao has been teaching for so many years, and he knows that his last phone call was a complaint: "Were you scolded when you went back? Or were you beaten?"
Lin Yi flatly denied: "No, my parents are very supportive of my studies."
"I just feel that I am an adult now and can take care of my own business. It is very inappropriate to let them worry about me."
Zhao Mingcheng was a little surprised. Lin Yi was not an outstanding student in the class before, nor was he a top student.
However, achievement and maturity are two different things. These two sentences do sound a bit "adult".
As a backbone teacher in a key high school and a class teacher for many years, Lao Zhao has met and heard many people and will not agree to anything casually:
"Then it depends on your performance. Work hard during the summer vacation to give your parents some credit."
That's about it for this reason. Lin Yi's "real" age is only twenty-eight years old, not as old as Lao Zhao now, so he doesn't expect to be able to defeat him with a single shake of his tiger body.
Lin Yi quickly said goodbye and went out.
He touched his pocket as if something had been left behind and couldn't remember it for a moment.
Not long after, Lao Zhao heard a knock on the door and thought it was Lin Yi coming back, so he said without raising his head:
"Come in."
As a result, what came in was a beautiful woman who looked like she was no more than thirty years old. Her face was pretty and well-maintained, and she was five points similar to Gu Caiwei.
She was wearing a simple and elegant modified cheongsam, which outlined her slim figure, and she was carrying a small bag without a logo. The material looked good.
The cheongsam is a very recognizable piece of clothing. If the wrong person wears it, it will look awkward.
But she was dressed very gracefully, as if she should be dressed that way.
"Teacher Zhao."
She said hello, her voice clear and gentle.
Only then did Zhao Mingcheng raise his head, and immediately stood up in surprise and greeted her: "Mother Gu, why are you here? Sit down quickly."
"No need to close the door, just open it."
The last half of the sentence was addressed to Gu Caiwei, who followed in.
Lao Zhao pulled up the empty chair next to him. Mother Gu gathered the hem of her cheongsam and sat down gracefully:
"I sent Xiaowei to school today. I just thought that I haven't visited Teacher Zhao for a long time, so I came over without permission. Don't interrupt me?"
"No interruption, no interruption, student Gu, this semester..."
Gu Caiwei stood nearby and listened to their greetings. Her mother visited Lao Zhao at least twice every semester, just to talk about home affairs.
Although Lao Zhao still praised himself a lot, he never mentioned his achievements, which was hypocritical.
But she thought wrong. Mother Gu had something serious to do today.
She mentioned it naturally:
"Teacher Zhao, I heard that some time ago there was a physical education committee member of Class 9 named Qi Yiming. He ran into the class during evening self-study and almost had a conflict with his classmates?"
"Boys at this age are really not easy to discipline, so I have to ask Teacher Zhao to take more care."
Lao Zhao knew everything that happened in the class.
Although Mother Gu said it politely, if something really happened, I'm afraid we would have to call the police today.
"Don't worry, I have already communicated with Teacher Wang from Class 9. This kind of thing will never happen again. The school is a place for teaching and educating people, so you can rest assured."
"That's good. I think children of this age should focus on academics. I entrusted Xiaowei to Linzhong because of the learning atmosphere here."
Gu Caiwei didn't want to listen to the conversation between adults, it smelled of old-fashionedness.
Her eyes wandered around the table boredly, and suddenly locked on a receipt. Why did Lin Yi's name appear on it...
The two didn't chat for long. Gu's mother stood up and was about to leave. Before turning around, she mentioned again:
"Last time I heard that the daughter of Mr. Zhao's family is interested in practicing calligraphy. I have a friend from the Provincial Calligraphy Association and has accepted some students."
"If it's convenient for Teacher Zhao, why don't we get to know each other someday? Maybe we will fall in love with the child..."
Lao Zhao hesitated for a moment. After all, it was a child's matter. After some thought, he agreed.
He sent the mother and daughter to the door, turned around and sat back on the chair to drink some water. Then he remembered that he had forgotten to ask Gu Caiwei to bring Lin Yiluo's receipt back to class.
Among the parents of students he has come into contact with, Mother Gu's status is not considered noble, but her appearance and temperament are indeed unique.
He was slightly nervous.
…
In the morning, the teachers of each subject handed out the final papers and then reviewed them, so the afternoon was the time for the class meeting.
Lao Zhao randomly found a classmate who went to his office and brought the receipt to Lin Yi.
Lin Yi stuffed it into his schoolbag casually. This thing was actually of no use.
The bell rang in the afternoon. Lao Zhao entered the classroom with a thermos flask, stood on the podium, cleared his throat and said:
"This semester, our class's grades are still not ideal, ranking middle to lower among the grades."
"Everyone has their own problems. The teachers of each subject have talked about it this morning. You can go back and reflect on it..."
"Some students whose grades are temporarily lagging behind need to know what they need to do and make up for what they need to memorize. Three years is actually very fast. They will be in their second year of high school next semester..."
Lin Yi noticed that his eyes swept over him.
"You can still have some fun during the summer vacation, but don't go too crazy. Don't go to dangerous places, and be careful when playing in the water."
"Especially when some students go back to their hometowns and there are ponds and lakes without lifeguards, adults must be beside them when entering the water..."
Old Zhao Luoli gave a long talk.
Lin Yi thought that he was still treated like a child and had to be told everything.
After a while, Lao Zhao finally finished talking and then moved on to the next topic: "In addition, students all know that arts and sciences are divided into subjects starting from the second year of high school."
"Eight students in our class finally chose liberal arts, and they will report to the liberal arts class soon."
"Come up here and say goodbye to everyone."
After he finished speaking, he gave up his position on the podium and stood by the door. Eight classmates stood up one after another and went to the podium one by one to deliver their "farewell speeches."
When Lin saw that Gu Caiwei didn't stand up, she realized what she was thinking.
These eight people happened to be four men and four women.
The boys are more restrained and don't say much. They just want to thank their teachers, classmates, or friends, and play ball together.
Girls are more emotional. Each one talked a lot, and one of them even burst into tears on the spot.
Zhang Jiaqi was the last one. Although her eyes were red, she smiled cheerfully and said after taking the stage:
"Don't cry so much!"
"We're not separated by life and death, right?"
"Where do I start? During the military training in the first year of high school, we stood in military posture under the sun for a long time, and our skin peeled off."
"Lu Bowen, it's you, a dark and muscular boy, who actually said you couldn't participate in the training due to illness. It was very unpleasant for you at that time..."
"And Chen Yang, what silly slogan are you thinking of? You can't even shout it out, okay..."
"You're stupid." Chen Yang and Zhang Jiaqi had known each other for a long time and responded unceremoniously.
Zhang Jiaqi ignored him and continued to talk about herself:
"Wen Jing, wow, you were really thin when school started, only about 70 pounds. To be honest, I was a little scared at the time. Fortunately, you are getting healthier now with our feeding..."
"My roommate Sissi, let me tell you a secret. She can write ancient poems. She writes very well. I think it's super romantic..."
"And Lin Yi, he was so handsome when he drove away that stinky gangster from Class 9 that night, but you are too stingy..."
Lin Yi didn't expect to be called out, so he smiled and didn't care.
"Also, Lao Zhao, don't you suddenly pop up in the back window during night study, so scary? Can't you just walk through the front door openly..."
It was rare for Lao Zhao to smile with his eyes reduced to slits, looking naive.
"The last one is my best friend Caiwei."
"Don't cry, or I won't be able to bear it anymore. We agreed to be best friends for life, and no one can be a puppy..."
She choked up when she said this:
"I have known many of the classmates here since elementary school, and then to junior high school and then to high school. Sometimes we get together and sometimes we are separated, but it does not affect our relationship."
"I love you, long live Class 14!"
She rambled a lot, but after she finished speaking, she still couldn't hold it back. She ran off the stage and hugged Gu Caiwei, who had already covered her face and cried bitterly, and cried in each other's arms.
Lin Yi was a little surprised.
Twelve years later, they are still known as "model besties", but they didn't expect to cry like this after a simple farewell.
But when I saw other students looking sad, I seemed to have some understanding.
In the adult world, there are polite and considerate smiling faces everywhere, but how many tears can only be chewed and digested by oneself late at night.
But at this time, they have not learned to be defensive, so they can let their emotions flow freely without any scruples.