Hearing this, Tan Zhao was not too surprised. After all, given Feng's current grades, he had more or less guessed it, but he didn't expect... his junior classmate would be so honest.
In order to live up to his elementary schoolmate's frankness, Tan Zhao did not deny him simply and rudely: "Don't want to study? Then what do you want to do?"
Probably because Tan Zhao's attitude was gentle enough, Feng Xiulan did not hide back in the room this time, but his hand holding the crutch tightened a little: "In less than two months, I will be eighteen years old."
"Yeah." Tan Zhao has a very good memory and will never forget the information he has read. Classmate Feng's birthday is the first day of December, which means it is indeed less than two months ago.
"I'm going to leave Xiangzhen and go...to a place where no one knows me. I promised my grandma that I would live well." After Feng Xiulan finished speaking, he grabbed the crutches tightly and the veins on his hands suddenly bulged.
Tan Zhao pretended not to see it, and even sat down when he should be standing, so that Feng Xiulan could relax: "It seems you have already planned it?"
Feng Xiulan said nothing.
The room was quiet for a while. The moonlight was just right outside the large floor-to-ceiling window next to it. The cold moonlight spilled in and fell on half of Tan Zhao's face. He reached out and took off his glasses. His temperament suddenly became much sharper: "I don't want to talk to myself.
Reconciliation?"
Just leave in embarrassment with all the injuries, without letting those who hurt you cry and repent, and get retribution? The young man is stubborn and cold, refusing to be approached by others, but he is so gentle?
These words were so gentle that the young boy who was already very gentle suddenly lost control of his emotions: "How can I reconcile with myself! When my grandma died, she held my hand and told me not to blame them! Let me live well, I
What can I do! Teacher Su, what else do you think I can do?"
The young man's suppressed cries sounded intermittently, and even his crying was so restrained. Tan Zhao could not imagine how wronged the young man had been. He stood up, stretched out his hands and hugged the young man into his arms.
The crying became louder and louder.
Apart from grandma, this is the second person in the world to hug him.
In the past, it was not that no one wanted to be friends with him, but after those people came to find him, they all stayed away from him. Later, his grandmother died when he was seven years old, and no one wanted to protect him anymore, so those people found someone to bully him.
He, he was beaten, he hit others, and became a so-called "social bastard".
From then on, those parents stopped even making lies and treated him as if he didn't exist at all!
What is this? If you don’t love him, why should you give birth to him?
"Perhaps your grandma doesn't want you to blame them, she just doesn't want you to live in resentment."
Feng Xiulan's eyes suddenly widened, a tear slipped from his eye socket, and then... he cried even louder.
When the moon outside had climbed into the sky, the young man held the cooled milk tea and took a deep sip before his mood stabilized.
"Teacher Su, do you want to hear a story?"
Of course Tan Zhao wanted to hear it.
"For a while, there was a saying on the Internet, 'Parents are true love, children are accidents.' They were very loving. In order to be together, they even disobeyed grandma. My eldest brother was their first accident."
...Tan Zhao has never heard of this.
Feng Xiulan took a sip of milk tea with some concealment. He originally didn't like this sweet drink, but today he felt it was particularly touching: "I heard from my grandma that my eldest brother grew up in the Feng family and acted like a ruler.
It was the same as measured. My parents told others that they taught him carefully and sent numerous tutors and etiquette teachers. In fact, they never paid attention to him. Grandma felt sorry for him, but then, my eldest brother did something."
"Actually, I don't know what it was. I just know that there was a big fuss at that time. I hated him, and he kept making noises. It made grandma very angry and sick. He slapped his butt and severed ties with the Feng family and went abroad.
Grandma..." Feng Xiulan pinched the milk tea cup, almost deformed, but she still didn't realize it, "My father only has eyes for my mother, and my eldest brother only cares about his own happiness or not, and I...
…”
"You are not." Tan Zhao's voice finally sounded at this time, "You are you, they are them, everyone is an independent individual."
Feng Xiulan buried himself in the shadows. He was a little lucky that he only turned on the wall lamp now. Teacher Su couldn't see clearly the embarrassment on his face: "Then he disappeared, and I started to be a 'bastard'."
"Actually, I once heard the Feng family's doctor say that I should have been aborted. Later, due to various reasons, I learned that I was a twin. I asked her..."
Damn, these damn parents!
"Stop talking." If you give birth without nurturing, raise without educating, if you don't love them, then don't give birth to them. These children are not worthy of being parents at all.
"Actually, I don't even remember what they look like." Speaking of this, Feng Juvenile's words were unexpectedly calm, "Those people have no need to deal with me like this, they have given up on me long ago."
Although there was a cover-up, Tan Zhao could still feel the deep hatred when the young man mentioned the words "those people". No one would not hate those who harmed him, and Feng Xiulan did the same.
"Although the college entrance examination is not the only way out, do you really not want to give it a try? The teacher sees that you are pretty and you are a good material for studying." Speaking of this, Tan Zhao couldn't force a child. Saying this,
It's just to liven up the atmosphere.
Unexpectedly, Feng Juvenile did not reject him immediately. Instead, he thought for a moment and gave an uncertain answer: "Teacher Su, can I think about it for a few days?"
Teacher Su immediately replied: "Okay."
The next day was another busy Monday for the senior class teacher.
Tan Zhao is not only Feng Xiulan's teacher Su, but also the teacher Su of the thirty children in Class 13. Especially since there is a parent-teacher meeting this week, he has discovered that Chinese lectures are the easiest in his teaching career.
a job.
No wonder the hairlines of the teachers in the senior year office were so far back. Tan Zhao touched his hair and began to consider resigning very seriously.
System: Actually, I thought I would quit the day after you sent me this message.
[I am not you, I want to have a good meal.]
Tan Zhao was walking on campus with his lesson plan. It was recess at this time. Even though it had been more than a week since Tan Zhao changed his appearance, there were still many students secretly watching him. There were also bold female students who came to say hello to him, knowing his temper.
After he got better, he would still praise him for being handsome, which was quite difficult for Teacher Su to bear.
"Teacher Su, you look handsome again today!"
"Teacher Su, how did you hurt your hand?"
"..."
"Class starts in two minutes, students." Tan Zhao looked at his phone and said.
After persuading a group of children to leave, Tan Zhaocai stepped on the school bell and walked into Class 13. After the class was over, he announced that there would be a parent-teacher meeting this Friday and asked the class monitor to count the number of parents who would attend.
Monitor Brother Jia:......
Brother Jia did not admit that he was the squad leader, but because Su Jinglin kept the part-time job secret for him, he kicked Xiao Mingming to do it.
"Brother Jia, why did you kick me? It hurts!"
"Just know it hurts and don't do anything!"
Classmate Xiao Mingming dared not speak out in anger, so she took the form like a little wife and started looking for someone to ask about the situation.
When the statistical form came to Tan Zhao's hands, it was very good. Not even half of the parents who were sure to come would come.
...This is an egg.
But since someone was here, the parent-teacher meeting still had to be held. After Tan Zhao arranged the process, he went to the hospital to remove the plaster the day before. Not to mention, it was much faster to loosen the plaster after removing it.
The next day, Teacher Su looked even more radiant without the eyesore of plaster.
Anyway, in student forums and various QQ groups, Teacher Su’s “beautiful photos” have been flooded with blood, and some students even expressed their desire to transfer to Class 13.
Of course this is a joke, after all they think that their parents will break their legs to let them know that this is wishful thinking.
In the afternoon, parents arrived one after another. A total of twelve parents came from Class 13, which naturally did not include the parents of Feng Xiulan, nor the parents of Brother Jia and his four younger brothers.
Speaking of which, Brother Jia and his three younger brothers were all born in an orphanage like the original owner. Only Xiao Mingming had parents, but Xiao Mingming's parents were not here today.
But having said that, there are advantages to having fewer parents. Tan Zhao gave suggestions one by one.
After the parent-teacher meeting ended, parents from other classes gathered around the teacher to ask questions about the senior high school entrance exam or grades. The parents in his class were running faster than the students. Only one parent stopped him.
"Teacher Su."
Tan Zhao remembered that this parent was Chang H's mother, the little girl who came to the office to inform him that Feng Xiulan was fighting. Chang H's grades were also at the top of Class 13, at the second or third level, and she was probably ranked around 200 in her grade.
"Change classes?"
Chang H’s mother also felt that it was a bit difficult, but the conditions for Class 13 were put here. When the class placement test was taken, her daughter was assigned to Class 13 because she was ill and absent from the test. Now that she is in her senior year of high school, she still hopes that her daughter can advance further.
Rush a little.
"Well, Chang H's mother, have you ever talked to Chang H?"
Chang H's mother's expression was obviously not there.
Tan Zhao then said: "Well, let me help you ask. When you go home, you can also communicate with Chang H, okay?"
It was obvious that the Chang family was not rich, otherwise they would not have followed his path. It would be faster to find the director. Tan Zhao sent Chang H's mother away and turned around to meet Young Feng's inexplicable eyes.
"Where are you waiting for the teacher?"
Young man Feng has always been stubborn and will never tell the truth: "No, I left my 53 in the classroom and didn't take it."
"...Nonsense, you don't have Wusan at all, and you don't even have a decent book in your desk." Teacher Su showed no mercy and exposed the student's little lie in an instant.
Who knows, it was probably raining red in the sky today, so Young Feng actually took out a copy of Wu San from the hole in his desk. It was very new and smelled of ink: "Who said there isn't one?"