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Yang Fan's deskmate reflexively followed Yang Fan's instructions to solve the problem. After a moment, he was surprised and happy and said, "Great, Yang Fan. You are getting better and better."

Yang Fan's ears turned red with embarrassment because of the praise.

Yang Fan's deskmate took out a bottle of refreshing drink from the drawer and handed it to Yang Fan, saying, "Brother, we can be deskmates. This is the fate we have cultivated for several lifetimes. You have to pay more attention to my studies in the future."

Just when Yangfan was at a loss, Sui reached out and grabbed the drink.

"Oh, don't be polite, I'll take it for my little brother. If you don't know how to do it, just tell me." Sui Yi unscrewed the bottle and took a sip, saying, "If he doesn't teach you, you can come to me and I'll take care of him."

"When did you become his big brother?" Yang Fan's desk mate asked with a smile.

"I just became your sworn brother." Sui Yi shook his hair shamelessly and said, "I can't help it. He's too charming. He cried and begged to follow me, but I was too soft-hearted."

"You're joking a bit too much." Yang Fan's desk mate complained.

Yang Fan, the class teacher who was standing at the door, saw this cheerful scene and nodded with satisfaction.

When the bell rang for class, Sui Yi made a wasted trip and left a message to Yang Fan, his desk mate, saying that he had wasted his time and that he would have to accompany Yang Fan to work for her next time.

Yang Fan, my deskmate, agreed readily.

It was another sunny afternoon. The students were in class, and Suiyi was lying in the quiet playground basking in the sun.

"Five years old..." The anxious call made her frown.

A figure ran towards her, and when he got close, he said breathlessly, "Go and have a look, Yang Fan's mother is here at school."

"What is she doing here?" Sui Yi had a bad feeling.

"I don't know either." Yang Fan's deskmate said, "We were just in class when the head teacher called Yang Fan out. I saw that Yang Fan didn't look right, so I thought of coming to you to check on him."

If we talk about the person who is most familiar with Yang Fan in this school, it must be Sui Yi.

They all knew that Yang Fan had once committed suicide.

They were a little scared at the beginning, but after getting along with him, they found that Yang Fan didn't do anything excessive except living in his own world and ignoring others.

Especially in recent times, Yang Fan has not only become more easy-going, but also gets along well with them.

Yang Fan wasn't in good condition, and they were actually quite worried.

Suiyi and his deskmate Yangfan stood stealthily outside the teacher's office door, peeking at the scene inside.

Yang Fan stood beside the desk with his head lowered. It was impossible to see the expression on his face, but from the veins popping out on his hands that were grasping the hem of his clothes, it was clear that he was trying hard to endure something at the moment.

"Director, Teacher Xia, you don't know how sad I was when I saw this phone." Yangfan's mother actually shed tears as she said this.

Yang Fan's class teacher, Ms. Xia, quickly handed her a tissue and said, "Yang Fan's mother, I understand how you feel. It's wrong for your child to hide his phone. Don't worry, we will definitely criticize him severely."

"Teacher Xia, our Yangfan has always been a good and obedient child. His father and I have always been very strict with him. We didn't even give him pocket money because we were afraid that he would develop bad habits." Yangfan's mother said with a bitter face, "But I didn't expect that despite all the precautions, I still couldn't prevent him."

"It's not that serious, Yangfan's mother." Even though Teacher Xia was tired, she tried her best to persuade: "Yangfan has been doing very well in school recently, and his grades have improved."

"He even got second place in his grade in the last exam, which shows that Yangfan has good self-control and will not be affected by external temptations like mobile phones."

"Yangfan mom, you have to believe that your child can manage his studies and time well."

"Impossible!" Yang Fan's mother's voice suddenly became sharp, and her eyes widened and looked a little scary: "How can he do it well without me watching over him!"

The dean and Teacher Xia looked at each other. They might have some understanding of why Yang Fan suffered from depression.

The child is a good kid, but the parent is too suffocating.

"Yangfan is such an outstanding child, which is definitely inseparable from the careful teaching of Yangfan's mother. I wonder what job you do, Yangfan's mother, and how you are so good at educating children?" Teacher Xia asked Yangfan's mother gently.

"My husband has his own business, and I stay at home to take care of Yangfan full-time." Yangfan's mother explained anxiously, as if she was hiding something: "I didn't go out to work because of him. I wanted to take better care of him so that he could focus all his energy on studying."

"We understand." Teacher Xia said in a steady voice, "I am also a mother, and I understand your feelings, Yangfan's mother. We all want to give the best to our children, and we all want to reduce their burden so that they can study well."

Teacher Xia's words were very helpful to Yang Fan's mother. She looked at Teacher Xia with emotion and said, "Thank you, Teacher Xia. You don't know how shocked I was when I saw his cell phone while cleaning his room. That's why I couldn't help but come to school to tell you about the situation. I hope I didn't cause you any trouble."

"It's not a problem. This is all for Yangfan's own good. We also want to thank Yangfan's mother for her trust and cooperation with the school's work."

I have to say that Teacher Xia is worthy of being named the head teacher of the Rocket Class, who was rated as an excellent teacher. Her communication skills are much better than those of Teacher Liu, the head teacher of Year 1. Every word she says can touch the heart of Yangfan's mother.

"That's good." Yang Fan's mother breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I was afraid that I might have made a mistake."

"No." Teacher Xia said: "When we encounter problems with students, we should communicate more. Yangfan's mother, you are much better than other parents."

Yangfan's mother felt a little embarrassed by the praise, but if you look closely, Yangfan looks quite like his mother, even their shy facial expressions are similar.

Teacher Xia, Yangfan's mother, said thoughtfully, "Since you are so worried about Yangfan playing with his phone, have you ever thought about letting him live on campus to completely eliminate the hidden danger of him playing with his phone?"

Yang Fan’s mother seemed to have not expected Teacher Xia to make this suggestion, and she was stunned.

"Look, Yangfan's mom, our school has very strict management of students living on campus. It's basically a closed management system. No electronic products are allowed, and we only get along with students from the same school."

Teacher Xia said with a smile: "This will not only effectively prevent students from coming into contact with bad things, but also reduce the burden on parents."

"Especially since Yang Fan is already in his third year of high school, he will be able to ask the teacher for help whenever he encounters something he doesn't understand..."

"No!" After a brief moment of shock, Yang Fan's mother interrupted Teacher Xia excitedly, "I have to wash his clothes and cook for him, and I have to supervise his studies. My son can't do anything well without me, so I can't let him live in the school."

Teacher Xia was even frightened by her red eyes.