"Mother Chang H, please pay attention to your wording. Don't use such unclear words as 'this kind of person' to describe my students. I understand your urgency, but in this matter, he has not done anything wrong.
, please apologize to my student Zhao Jia, who saved your daughter Chang H."
Brother Jia was standing in the shadow next to him. If Su Jinglin hadn't said these words just now, he would have turned around and left long ago. In fact, he didn't care about Chang H's mother's description, and even worse words were used on him.
What does this mean?
What surprised him was Su Jinglin's response.
It was new and unfamiliar, and it was really a surprise to Brother Jia.
Chang H's mother was a little embarrassed for a moment. As a "high-ranking" adult, how could she apologize to a gangster with "a lot of criminal records"? But as a parent, she naturally respects the teacher, so she hesitated for a moment and said to Brother Jia.
: "I'm sorry, I wrongly blamed this little classmate, thank you, thank you."
This kind of scene was even more unfamiliar to Brother Jia. He suppressed the urge to run away, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it.
Fortunately, Teacher Su is a very responsible teacher and said: "Chang H's mother, the ups and downs in grades are very normal. Chang H has just changed classes and is not used to the situation yet. You can't use the standards of an adult to make demands."
A child, please be more patient with her."
In fact, Chang H had already woken up from the wine, and the cool breeze of the autumn night had calmed down her originally heated mind. She remained silent at this time, just because... she was afraid.
Huge psychological panic spread in her heart. Not only did she fail in the exam, but she also ran out of home at night, alarming her class teacher and classmates. She also had the guts to drink half a can of beer. Was she... not a good child anymore?
Already?
"Yes, yes, Teacher Su is really troublesome for you. Why bother to come out to find this child this late at night..."
Listening to her parents' flattery to Teacher Su, Chang H felt so uncomfortable that she just wanted to disappear. Why did she have to do well in college? She had really worked hard.
Why are you still blaming her! She already had a hard time when she failed in the exam. It has always been like this. If she does well in the exam, she will continue to work hard. If she does poorly in the exam, she will be accused of not working hard enough. Ever since she was a child, it has been grades, grades, grades! Work hard, work hard.
,effort!
She is their daughter, not a learning machine!
I felt that her grades were not good enough because the class was not good, and her grades did not improve after she entered the senior year of high school, so she tried to transfer her to another class and not let her make friends with Jiajia, because Jiajia's poor grades would lead to her...
He said it was all for her own good, but Chang H felt like she was about to suffocate. She couldn't afford the heavy love from her parents.
It probably only takes one moment for the emotion to explode. The fireworks of the night market have not dissipated yet. In fact, this is Chang H's first time here. She has always passed by here before, but never went in. It's not because she doesn't want to, but because she's not allowed to. In fact, it's Chang H's first time here.
She also knows that her parents are working hard, so she has always asked herself to be proud of her parents, but now she finds that she can't do it at all!
She sometimes has anxious dreams, and would dream that she failed the college entrance examination, and her parents locked her out and said with a cold face that they would no longer recognize her as their daughter.
"I don't want to go back!" Chang H suddenly shouted loudly.
Chang H's mother immediately looked sad, but due to the presence of Teacher Su, her words softened: "Look at your kid, his dad, please help me!"
Of course, two adults can drag a little girl down, but Chang H's resistance was unexpectedly fierce: "Let me go! You know how to criticize my grades, but you never ask me about my performance in school."
You have to be happy or not! I am also a human being, why don’t you ask me how I feel!”
Chang H's parents were heartbroken when they were asked: "You are my daughter, would I still harm you? Ah! If you were not my daughter, why would I care so much about you!"
"Then just leave me alone!" Chang H blurted out.
"You, you, you - are you going to piss me off to death!" Chang H's mother held her head, feeling that her kind daughter didn't understand at all, and felt extremely chilled.
Chang h was nervous, she was actually scared in her heart, but at this time, the young man would never bow his head.
They were the closest relatives, but the quarrel turned red and thick. Tan Zhao felt that it was too difficult to be a teacher. Did Chang H's parents have bad intentions? Of course not, they were ordinary and ordinary, and they wanted the best for them.
For your own children, use your own social experience as a criterion to formulate a path that is most conducive to the growth of your children.
Even when the children don't understand them, they will tell their children - you will definitely thank them ten or twenty years from now.
In fact, is this really the case?
"Chang H's mother, although Chang H has transferred classes and is no longer my student in Class 13, I have taken her for more than a year and she has always been a good and worry-free student. She is never late or leaves early for class.
Listen carefully and actively complete your homework after class, so that you can respond to every exam in the best possible condition."
"As her former class teacher, I see every effort she makes. If she hadn't come to tell me that she wanted to work harder for such a worry-free student, which teacher would let such a student go?"
leave?"
"This is my first time as a class teacher, so maybe I didn't do a good job, but Chang H is also my first time as a high school student, but she did very well." Tan Zhao said seriously, "Achievements are not a measure of everything a student has.
What's more, Chang H's grades are not bad, and she is self-disciplined enough. It is not easy to study in the third year of high school. As her former class teacher, I hope you will be less harsh on her and praise her more. I believe that Chang H will not let you
Disappointed.”
Chang H's tears were still rolling in his eyes: "Teacher Su..."
Chang H's mother was shocked by these words. Is she really too strict with her daughter? But she is doing it for her own good. Isn't this bad?
But she wasn't stupid either. When she saw her daughter's reaction, she didn't understand.
The cool breeze at night finally blew away the last trace of fireworks in the night market. Chang H finally left with his parents. Tan Zhao tightened his tight cardigan and felt that the head teacher of Class 5 must treat him to a barbecue.
"Huh? Brother Jia, you haven't left yet?"
Brother Jia was leaning against the iron fence. When he heard this, he hummed softly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Tan Zhao stepped forward, reached out and patted Brother Jia's not-so-broad shoulder: "Let's go, the convenience store is open at this time. The teacher doesn't have much money, so I'll treat you to oden."
With that said, Brother Jia was not allowed to refuse, so he pulled Brother Jia away, euphemistically saying that he was rewarding Brother Jia for his courageous actions.
"Not bad, the Oden radish cooked in this convenience store is particularly delicious..."
It was steamy and there was no one in the convenience store at night. After paying their bills, the convenience store clerk sat behind the counter and played with his mobile phone, as if there was no one in the store.
Brother Jia was holding the hot oden, and his originally arrogant temperament suddenly softened.
Probably because it was too dark tonight and there were no pedestrians on the road at all, he took a big bite of the radish. It was indeed sweet and rich, and the radish soaked up the soup. It was a delicious food he had rarely tasted.
If it were him, he would never spend this unjust money. He would just go hungry in the middle of the night and it would be a waste to eat.
"Let me tell you a secret."
Brother Jia rarely responded: "What?"
"Actually, the teacher also grew up in an orphanage."
It seems to be mentioned casually, and the ease and calmness in the words can be heard completely.
"Surprised?"
"No..." Actually, it was a bit. Brother Jia thought to himself, how could a boy with such an outstanding appearance like Mr. Su stay in an orphanage and grow up? This has always been the favorite type of child for adopters.
"Brother Jia, has anyone ever said that you are gentle?"
Brother Jia:...I think you are lame!
"Okay, okay, go back as soon as you finish eating. You have to go to bed early, otherwise you won't grow taller."
Jia Ge drank up the oden soup in two gulps, threw the box into the trash can nearby, put his hands in his pockets and stood up: "Let's go."
When he reached the door, the electronic sound of welcome again sounded. Tan Zhao threw the garbage in his hand into the trash can, and seemed to hear the boy's awkward words: "This word is more suitable for you."
It was already midnight when we returned to Young Master Feng's house. Fortunately, he didn't have to go to work tomorrow, so Tan decided to take a long nap.
After opening the door and going in, the light in the entrance hall was turned on, and the wall lamp in the living room was also turned on. Tan Zhao took off his shoes and walked in. He saw young Feng wrapped in a blanket and sleeping like a fool.
"..."
Tan Zhao felt a little moved, and a little funny looking at this sleeping posture.
It just so happened that Feng Xiulan also woke up. He was not sleeping deeply. After waking up for a while, he said, "Has the person been found?"
"Well, I found it."
Tan Zhao did not elaborate, and Feng Xiulan was not very interested in it either. He yawned and went back to sleep.
The next day, the sun was very nice.
Tan Zhao opened his eyes and turned on his phone, and saw the apology and thank you text messages from Chang H. He briefly replied to the text messages, and then started to linger.
Xiao Feng is a very diligent student and is already studying in the living room.
"Here, breakfast!"
"Thank you, classmate Feng!"
Tan Zhao said thank you and said while eating: "Are you happy that you can remove the plaster today?"
Young man Feng was very tough: "Only children will be happy."
"Hey, is that so? The teacher was so happy when he removed the cast." After all, it's really difficult to bathe with one hand, let alone one leg.
"..." Student Feng refused to accept this sentence.
I made an appointment with the doctor to remove the plaster in the afternoon and review it at the same time. Now that the medical system is complete, Feng Xiulan made an appointment online early. After the plaster was removed and the recovery situation was checked, Feng Xiulan also showed a relaxed look after the doctor announced that the healing was good.
"Let's go, let's have a treat, teacher!"
Feng Xiulan: "...Teacher, are you sure you still have money in your salary card with your spending method?"
When Tan Zhao heard this and was looking depressed, Feng Juvenile's cell phone suddenly rang.