my landlord is koi

Qiao Yuening paused in front of the bookshelf holding the book. When she participated in fan interaction before, she was asked about her major.She didn't think too much at the time, and answered truthfully.Now being asked by Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly, she couldn't help thinking about it, wondering if Mo Xiaoxiao would think of it.

Qiao Yuening put the book back on the shelf calmly, turned around and walked towards Mo Xiaoxiao, sat on another chair, looked at Mo Xiaoxiao across the desk, and reorganized a career for herself: "Travel, I used to think As a tour guide, I can travel around the world with tour groups. But later I found that life was different from what I imagined, so I stopped working in this industry.”

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't notice that Qiao Yuening's pause was very suspicious. She focused on Qiao Yuening's answer, and when she was struck by her words, she suddenly felt that a confidant was rare, and she nodded in agreement: "Yes, life is often different from myself. I imagined it was different. At the beginning, I was full of pride and wanted to be a good teacher, and I applied for the normal school with a little expectation. But now I wish I could go back in time and change my major.”

Mo Xiaoxiao showed an annoyed expression when he applied for a major, and Qiao Yuening raised his eyebrows with interest. This was the first time Mo Xiaoxiao talked about himself.She looks gentle and easy to get along with, but in fact she is far away from others and never reveals her affairs easily.

Even if today is not going well, and she accidentally cut her hand with a kitchen knife and left a hole, she will just quietly find a band-aid to deal with it, and will not yell to attract others' attention.In the face of other people's inquiries about the wound, it is also polite and perfunctory, without going deep or complaining.

It's rare that Mo Xiaoxiao opened up a topic today, allowing her to express some thoughts in her heart. Of course, Qiao Yuening would not let go of such a good opportunity to get to know her.

If the profession of teachers is stable, it must be stable. The iron rice bowl of the country, the days of working all year round add up to less than half a year, and the rest of the time is paid vacation, which is the first standard for many parents to choose a career for their children.With Mo Xiaoxiao's personality, he should be a good teacher who can get along well with students.But judging by her appearance, her dislike for this profession is very strong.

"I used to want to be a good teacher, don't you think so now? The stability of the teacher is guaranteed, and there is plenty of free time, which doesn't hinder you from writing novels." Qiao Yuening asked naturally, it seemed like a random question, but in reality What she wanted to get out of Mo Xiaoxiao's mouth was all in this question.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked up at Qiao Yuening, and chuckled twice, the smile on her face was indescribably lonely, and also vaguely sad.She crossed her fingers in front of her chest, her eyes moved away from Qiao Yuening's direction and fell on the ceiling, her expression was in a trance.

"My family is not well-off. My parents' biggest wish is that my brother and I can be successful, so they sent me and my brother to school desperately. Their culture is limited. In their hearts, the best profession is a teacher, the most respected My profession is also a teacher. Because teachers are cultural people, they teach and educate people. One or two classes a day is the rest time. In their hearts, teachers are a noble, great and easy-to-earn iron rice bowl, so my brother and I Major, we don’t need to worry about what to choose, just fill in the normal school.”

After the college entrance examination, the score line came down, and that thin piece of paper became a turning point in future destiny.No matter how good or bad the grades are, everyone will struggle back and forth among the hundreds of occupations.

Mo Xiaoxiao also struggled. She was at a loss with the volunteer form and didn't know how to choose.At that time, in her eyes, the future was a path covered in fog, with cliffs on both sides. She was helpless, at a loss, and didn't know where she would end up.

There is no lighthouse in the mist, so Mo Xiaoxiao can only seek foreign aid. While her parents say that she is uneducated, she can't give her any good advice, so she can ask other people.

Mo Xiaoxiao lingered in the answers that they seemed to have not given an opinion but had actually set their requirements. When they asked others, they got similar answers.Because people in a region have common ideas in some respects.In her hometown, everyone regards teachers as saints, so the answer she got was Teacher.

"Girls, it's the best thing to come out to take the teacher's exam in the future. It's stable, the salary is high, and there are so many holidays every year. Look at that certain family, who is a teacher in a certain place this year, how prestigious it is."

This is the sentence that Mo Xiaoxiao listened to the most when filling out the application, so everyone is drawing a brilliant blueprint for teachers, but no one has ever asked Mo Xiaoxiao if he likes it or wants it.

Oh, someone asked again, it was brother Mo Xiaoxiao, the college student who was about to graduate from the normal school.But when he heard that Mo Xiaoxiao wanted to be a fashion designer, his brother only asked her two questions: Does the golden ratio count?Do you understand high mathematics?

Mo Xiaoxiao was taken aback by the question, her brother blocked her foot that hadn't stepped out yet.

What she needed most at that time was courage, but no one was willing to give it to her.Everyone locked her in the small box of Teacher Fan, and she was not allowed to see other skies.They say she is free, but have clipped her wings.

Mo Xiaoxiao held the volunteer form and circled the schools related to the normal school, but her mind was blank.She has no way to go before she has figured out what kind of path she is going to take.

Seventeen or eighteen years old, that is really an embarrassing age, in the middle of maturity and immaturity.When adults don't want to talk to you, they will say that you are an adult and you have to deal with your own affairs.When adults want to restrain you, they will say that you are still a child and you must be obedient.

So they use this attitude of taking advantage of both sides to fool people who are half-acquainted.If this person has a little rebellious thought in his chest, sees a little starlight in the haze, finds a clear road, and wants to rush towards this road, then he is rebellious and ignorant.

Then the grown-ups who think they have eaten more than the road you have traveled will "hard work" to drag you back from that road and let you follow their script.

After a long time, Mo Xiaoxiao, who began to have a clear understanding and plan for the future, found the right words to describe this situation.That is the ignorance of a group of people weaving a carnival net, and the fish that died in Qingming are caught in the net.

"I didn't hate teachers before, even when I just graduated, but later..." Mo Xiaoxiao paused, then laughed at herself, with an extremely lonely voice: "Everything has changed. I've been blacklisted here, and I don't think I'll ever be able to rekindle my enthusiasm for it."

"Could it be that something unpleasant happened during the internship, which is why you have such a big resistance to this profession?"

Mo Xiaoxiao always has a way to avoid the important ones, and Qiao Yuening can hear her reluctance from her words, but this is not the answer she wants in the end.Mo Xiaoxiao is still hiding her deepest emotions. Whether she laughs or recalls, no matter how much sadness she remembers, after she blurts out, it is only an understatement.

Qiao Yuening doesn't like this feeling of being completely out of control. She is a very possessive person. She wants to understand deeper things and thoroughly understand Mo Xiaoxiao.

"No, I was very happy during my internship. Because the kids liked me and behaved well in my class."

Occasionally, Mo Xiaoxiao is thankful that she has a cute face, which makes people feel good about her, and the first impression she makes is gentle.The place where she practiced was an elementary school. The fourth-grade teacher asked for maternity leave, and she was a temporary substitute.On the first day when she was brought into the class by the head teacher, she nervously stood on the podium to say hello to her classmates, looking at the clear eyes off the stage, she felt prouder than ever before.

The two-month internship period passed quickly, and Mo Xiaoxiao still remembered that when she left, the group of children asked her if she would go back.Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't answer, she liked this group of children, but she didn't like this place.People and environments are different.

"Ms. Mo, you are the best teacher I have ever met. I will never meet a teacher better than you in the future." The girl with short hair grabbed Mo Xiaoxiao's clothes and said this sentence seriously. The words were repeated twice.She expressed her heart in the most clumsy way, even if it was premature.

Mo Xiaoxiao took her hand and said with a gentle smile: "No, you have to move forward, and you will meet better teachers in the future. I am just a good start, and there are better people waiting ahead you."

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't know how those children got along with the teacher before. She only knew that after she went, the children stayed in the classroom between classes. Those children were not afraid of her, and would come to check her mobile phone and chat with her.That feeling is very comfortable, Mo Xiaoxiao feels that she is a big sister, leading a group of younger siblings in class.

Mo Xiaoxiao was deeply impressed by the short-haired girl's words, because he was deeply moved.In many cases, there is one less good teacher when you meet one.But Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't let these immature children be afraid of the future. She told them that there is a better way, and everyone must move forward boldly.

"I hate teachers, and it's entirely because of my family. It's probably because things go against each other. The admiration of my parents, the persuasion of relatives and friends, and the gossip from my neighbors make me feel like I'm living in a world where only teachers are the profession. That kind of The feeling of being overwhelmed is terrible. I began to resist, loathe, and even hate. When I was the most depressed, I even wanted to jump off the top of the school and let the words "school" and "teacher" become my parents. A thorn in my heart, so that they will never bring it up again."

The reason for running away from home was stated in one breath, and Mo Xiaoxiao always had a self-deprecating sneer on his face.She thought that there would be no worse person in this world than her.I chose the wrong road, stepped into a dead end, and tried desperately to climb out, but always failed.

There is not one person blocking the way, but a group of people.The profession of teacher has become a kind of distorted values ​​in her hometown. Those who have it are considered successful, while those who don’t want it are losers who cannot get up.

She clearly told her parents that she would not take the teacher test, and she gave up this path.Her parents, even the seven aunts and eight aunts thought she was crazy.

Mo Xiaoxiao thought, maybe she is really crazy.