After the middle-aged woman saw the bank card, her expression became more and more awkward. Her hands were tangled together, showing her inner peace: "Teacher, can you please..."
Tan Zhao shook his head. This room was about a hundred square meters, but it was kept very neatly. It could be seen that the conditions of the family had improved in recent years. There was a family portrait of a family of three on the table next to it. He smiled.
Very happy: "Ms. Lu, this is Zhao Jia's wish. He is an adult and has the right to choose his own future."
"But..." With this money, he can feel much more relaxed. This is what she owes him.
"Zhao Jia has very good grades and has his own plans for the future. As his class teacher, of course I have heard of his 'legendary experiences' over the years, but a person's eyes can't deceive. Ms. Lu, he has grown up."
Big."
Grow up, such an ordinary word, Ms. Lu suddenly fell into silence.
"Although money is good, it cannot make up for regrets. If you can, please don't bother Zhao Jia again." Tan Zhao stood up and did not want to say more, "He will become a very good person."
She was gentle and devoid of any personal emotions, but Ms. Lu felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. It was as if her ugliness as a mother had been left out to dry in the sun.
She knew that Zhao Jia had been stubborn since childhood, but...
The door closed with a bang. Ms. Lu looked at the bank card on the table, and finally cried between her palms.
She self-righteously believed that Zhao Jia was still the angry child back then. She thought that as long as she donated the specified amount of money through the orphanage, Zhao Jia would accept it. Everything was her self-righteousness.
When Tan Zhao left the community, it was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining slantly on the unruly young man's body, mottled and beautiful.
Zhao Jia was holding two roasted sweet potatoes in his hand. One had already bitten half of it. The other saw Tan Zhao coming and handed it over very coolly. Tan Zhao reached out and took it and said with a smile: "Brother Jia is treating you, it's a rare treat!"
"..." Brother Jia turned his head and walked forward awkwardly.
"You don't blame the teacher for being nosy, right?" Tan Zhao said casually while biting a sweet potato.
Zhao Jia shook his head: "Does the teacher also think that I am too naive?"
"Isn't it bad to be naive?" Tan Zhao peeled off the ugly skin of the sweet potato, revealing the red and steamy flesh. It was sweet and sweet to the heart. "If you don't have this money now and will die, then I will
I advise you to accept it, because life is the most precious thing. But obviously, it is not."
Who wouldn’t be frivolous and waste his youth!
Is it hard to work part-time? Of course it is hard. It depends on the person's appearance, and you have to do physical work. The money you get is very little, but if he were Brother Jia, he would not ask for this "repayment".
Taking this money means buying out everything in the past, and all unwillingness will become humble. The dignity of a young man is far more precious than many things.
It deserves to be cherished.
No matter how precocious Zhao Jia was, he grew up alone. Although the teachers in the orphanage were very good, there were too many children in the orphanage. When he returned to the orphanage, he had grown up. In addition to self-defense, he also
Along with the others, along the way, he picked up trash and handed out flyers. He thought he didn't need the approval of others, but...it didn't seem to be the case.
It feels really good to be affirmed and recognized by others.
"Thanks."
Tan Zhao finished the last roasted sweet potato and then said, "And Brother Jia, it's not difficult to go to college."
"Ah?" Brother Jia was stunned.
"Brother Jia, your grades are not good. As for the fees, learn about various student loans, school scholarships, and the tutoring market in key universities. Well, I believe the teacher, the better the university, the less likely it is to let people go."
Gold like you loses its chance to shine."
Zhao Jia: "...Teacher, do you always encourage people to study like this?"
It’s amazing, Brother Jia is even joking with him!
One day later, Xiao Mingming saw Jia Ge return and couldn't help but pounce on him. Of course, he didn't succeed because Jia Ge was a cool school bully and did not accept the sticky affection of his younger brother.
"Oh, by the way, Brother Jia, that Li Zhiming came to see you."
Brother Jia even raised his eyelids: "What do you care about what he does? Did he memorize classical Chinese? Did he finish the math test paper? Did he draw the electrical diagram?"
Brother Jia asked three questions and quickly made Xiao Mingming autistic and unable to say anything.
If he learns, can’t he succeed in learning?
Xiao Mingming was still muttering about Li Zhiming in his heart, but then Li Zhiming never came to Class 13 again, and his small body was overwhelmed by the piles of studies. How could he still remember this!
Soon after reaching the second model, Jia Ge lived up to Tan Zhao's expectations and once again made it back to the top ten in his grade.
"Well done, keep up the hard work~"
Teacher Su told everyone in Class 13 this.
It is worth mentioning that Young Master Feng became the second person in Class 13 to break into the top 100 after Brother Jia. Even because the starting value was too low, the legend became even stronger.
The examination rooms for the senior high school examination are always arranged according to ranking. It took Feng Xiulan half a year to counterattack from the last examination room to the second examination room.
Such a strong self-learning ability is partly due to the online and offline tutoring provided by Mr. Su from all subjects, but no one can deny Feng Xiulan's learning talent.
"Teacher Su, why do I think the grade director looks at me strangely?"
Tan Zhao: "..."
Feng Xiulan was a little curious: "Can't you tell me?"
"No." Tan Zhao organized his words and said, "He just regrets that you didn't exert your strength earlier. Otherwise, with your ability, your results will definitely be no worse than Brother Jia."
"……oh."
"So ordinary? Boy, get up, 985 is not a dream!" Tan Zhao stretched out his hand and patted the boy. He felt so comfortable that he was spread out on the sofa, not showing any signs of being a role model for others.
Feng Xiulan felt that their class teacher was really the best in the whole grade in terms of dreaming.
However, he can work hard and live up to Teacher Su's expectations.
The gap between the first model, the second model, the third model, Class 13 and the ordinary class is getting smaller and smaller, and the distance to the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer. I took a physical examination, filled out the college entrance examination registration form, and took graduation photos, one by one.
While being completed, the final moment is coming.
The final admission ticket before the exam is issued. In fact, Tan Zhao's mission as a class teacher has almost been completed.
"Teacher, tell me something~"
"Want to hear the teacher mobilize you before the exam?" Tan Zhao said with a smile.
"Yes! The handsome guy's encouragement will give you a bonus buff!"
"That's right!"
Tan Zhao patted the podium: "I just said this to you, the teacher will say a few more words."
From the jokes to the spring breeze blessings, it was seamless. Their teacher Su was indeed Teacher Su, and they got Teacher Su’s buff. Before entering the examination room on the second day, especially the first test was Chinese, everyone was unexpectedly very calm.
Feng Xiulan and Jia Ge were a group of six people. Except for Xiao Mingming, Tan Zhao took the exam all the way. After all, everyone else had their parents taking the exam, and he had to protect the little kid.
"Go ahead and come back and buy you cold drinks~"
...I have an exam tomorrow, and Teacher Su is as generous as ever.
Cold drinks can be redeemed after all exams are completed.
It was a hot summer day, and a brief thunderstorm had just fallen. The air was still moist with earth, but a rainbow hung on the horizon, colorful and gorgeous, as if it was foreshadowing something.
"Here! Here!"
Feng Xiulan approached and found that Teacher Su was carrying a bag of cold drinks. The smile on his face couldn't help but rise: "Teacher, did you really buy it?"
"How can there be a lie? Well, it's all there, it's enough!"
As students pass the exams one by one, this struggle for high school seniors is finally over, but soon the results will come out and another journey is about to begin.
Not to mention boys and girls who are only eighteen years old, even Tan Zhao will inevitably feel melancholy and empty.
But soon, Teacher Su completely forgot about the joy of being a salted fish.
"Oh, by the way, I seem to have almost enough wine." Tan Zhao clapped his hands and suddenly stood up.
Feng Xiulan: "..." Oops!
The wine was hidden by Tan Zhao in the cabinet under the kitchen and was sealed tightly. As soon as he opened the lid, a light fruity sweetness floated out. The smell of the wine was very light and almost inaudible.
"Surprisingly..." It doesn't smell bad!
Hey, boy, what’s that look in your eyes?!
Tan Zhao had long bought repackaged sealed bottles online. It is very rare to give this kind of gift to students after graduation. After filling the bottles with Feng Xiulan, Tan Zhao took out his brush and wrote a message on the label of the bottle in small letters.
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"...Classmate Feng, don't peek!" Tan Zhao said, covering the bottle.
"It's not rare!" Although Feng Xiulan said this, his heart was really itchy.
Feng Xiulan was the last one. After Tan Zhao finished writing, he put down his brush: "Although I can't read this, you can drink the wine first. It doesn't have a high alcohol content and won't be intoxicating."
"...I refuse." Speaking of this, the terrible smell of the medicinal soup came to his mind! No, I can't think about it.
After the college entrance examination, it is a carnival for high school seniors.
After the carnival, the results came.
"Not nervous?"
Feng Xiulan shook his head: "I'm not nervous."
On the other hand, Tan Zhao, who was a high school teacher for the first time, was a little nervous. The teacher and student ordered fried chicken and were about to check their scores. However, after eating two pieces of fried chicken, Tan Zhao's cell phone suddenly rang.
The caller was the grade director.
Tan Zhao's heart skipped a beat and he picked up the phone. Before he could speak, he heard the excited voice of the grade director on the other end: "Zhao Jia is the top pick in the city!"
Damn it, this is such a surprise! Brother Jia is such a blockbuster!
"How many points?"
"718 points!"
Following the call from the grade director, the news of the upset of No. 3 Middle School spread throughout all high school teacher circles and QQ groups in Hong Kong, except... Jia Ge himself.
It wasn't until around ten o'clock in the evening that Tan Zhao got through Jia Ge's phone number.
"Oh, no wonder so many people called me. I thought they were harassing calls."
Looking at Brother Jia's reaction, Tan Zhao said: "...Brother Jia, have you just finished your part-time job?"
"Teacher, how do you know?"
"..." This is really not difficult to guess, Brother Jia.