After transferring to another school, I was at the same table as the school girl who had a crush on

Apart from the unpleasant tablemate, Shang Yang was slandered by the class the day before.

The teaching progress of Shangxi High School is far behind that of Shengyi High School.

The first high school in the province, including most of the high schools in the city, taught all the knowledge of the three years of high school in the first and second years of high school, and did one round, two rounds and three rounds of general review in the third year.After the end of the first year of senior high school, Provincial No. [-] High School took less than half of the second semester of the second semester of senior high school.

Shangxi High School didn't even finish the course of the first semester of the second year of high school.

With this kind of teaching progress, the third year of senior high school will definitely not be able to complete three rounds of review.

In addition, in the key science class of the second year of high school, where the enrollment rate is guaranteed, this group of teachers in class one are perfunctory in class, as if they came from an ancient yamen.

The English teacher, surnamed Hu, showed up wearing an ankle-length crimson and bright purple skirt the day before, which shocked the aesthetics of the whole class. Then, she successfully hypnotized most of the students with her wonderful accent of pronouncing z as s and h as Ahci.

I really don't know if her ears are still alive when she was awarded the teacher qualification certificate.

The biology teacher is an old man in his fifties, his head is rolling, and from a distance it looks like a clump of old and white cauliflower. He has severe rhinitis and sneezes every word.As he gets older, his memory may also be affected. He can forget the words when he reads the lesson plans according to the scriptures. He is still on the podium, and his brain has retired early.

The math teacher is only 24, a female college graduate who has just graduated, with a nerdy face of "the top three in the class since childhood, timid and timid".

Her teaching level is actually good, but she is limited to the self-expression of the pre-set procedures. Once she encounters students asking questions or being asked questions by students, she will get nervous and blush.

After two classes, Shang Yang felt that the knotted nerves in her brain could knit a sweater.

The Chinese teacher is an old smoker with a stutter, and the lectures are not good enough.

Only the chemistry teacher, although his appearance is extremely sloppy, with a chicken nest on his head, the residue of the meat buns on his pants, glasses as thick as beer bottle caps, and a strong Jiangcheng dialect, his lectures are very organized and meticulous. .

But because he has such a good temper, the people who tell short stories and read novels in his class are the most.

After one day of class, Shang Yang had a preliminary understanding of Shangxi High School, and also understood the reason why Shangxi High School's enrollment rate is at the bottom every year.

It's a hell of a way to increase the rate of enrollment in this way.

These three months can be regarded as a test of courage——Shang Yang thought as he was brushing the paper.After the fourth chemistry class, it was time for the much-anticipated lunch.As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the teacher hadn't fully uttered the word "end of get out of class", and a large group of men and women with lunch boxes rushed into the cafeteria like an arrow from the class.

Shang Yang was half a beat too late, and when he looked up, the class was more than half empty.

When he first arrived, Shang Yang was not in the mood to eat, so he picked up his wallet and prepared to go to the canteen to buy some bread to make do with it.

"You..." Li Qing next door looked up at him, hesitant to speak.

Seeing that he didn't continue, Shang Yang didn't take it seriously, and walked out wearing earphones without pausing.

When he went out the front door, he turned his head for a strange look.

Because people had almost left, the classroom was very empty, only the sound of a few studious students chewing buns and turning the pages of the book, the cold air seemed to be connected with the pale gray of the continuous cloud outside the window.The back door was closed, and the last row formed a small dark corner. Li Qing sat alone, half of his body covered in darkness, slightly raised his head, and stared at the aisle Shang Yang had just passed by.

At that moment when he lowered his eyes, a trace of sadness and loneliness flashed across his pale face very quickly.

That glance was too fast, and Shang Yang disappeared before he could take a closer look.

He is suspicious.

Delusion?

He ate bread and brought a bottle of Pulse, and watched a football game. When Shang Yang came back, Li Qing was still doing his homework in the classroom.

He sat back on his seat and saw a piece of rubber under his feet, which looked like Li Qing's.

Kicking the rubber to Li Qing's feet, Shang Yang covered his head with his coat, made a gesture of keeping strangers away, and fell asleep wearing headphones.

Noticing Shang Yang's movements, Li Qing bent down to pick up the eraser, his eyelashes drooping.

The first class in the afternoon was biology class. Last semester's biology class represented a lot of money and transferred to a middle school in the city.

There is a lack of a new class representative in the class.

The biology teacher wiped his chalk-stained hands on his trousers, recalling the old days and sighed: "The current students are really not as good as the previous class..." While touching the head of the cauliflower, he followed the report card. Slipping down to look down, he called out a name: "Shang... Yang?"

The deeds of the big fool's new classmate from the first high school in this province are so amazing that his name has long been known in the class.With this sound, countless pairs of eyes turned to the last row.

There was no movement in the last row.

Shang Yang was wearing earphones, shaking his raised toes once and for all, brushing the exercise book he got from a friend in Provincial No. [-] High School.

The headphones were so loud that he couldn't hear what was being said on stage.

"...Shangyang?" The biology teacher thought he had called by the wrong name, so he called out again.

Li Qing poked Shang Yang lightly with his elbow.

Shang Yang was solving a difficult problem, and was very impatient when he was interrupted. He lifted his eyelids and understood the surrounding situation.

Meeting the eyes of the biology teacher, he lazily raised his hand: "Here."

"You are Shang—ah——" Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, bringing up small strands of chalk dust. The biology teacher widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide in surprise.The experienced crowd turned pale with fright, as if they saw a wave of orcs attacking the city, they took up weapons to defend, and raised books in front of them.

Only Shang Yang looked at all this and didn't understand, so: "Teacher, I'm not a teacher..."

"Oh shit—"

The earth-shattering sneeze instantly covered Shang Yang's refusal.Most of the class was shrouded in this powerful qigong impact, and the tables, chairs and benches trembled.

Shang Yang expressionlessly took out a tissue and wiped away the sporadic saliva that didn't exist on his face.

Such a large lung capacity... Very good, it seems that this old and hardy teacher has a very healthy cardiovascular and cerebrovascular.

The biology teacher pulled a tissue and wiped the podium: "I'm sorry, rhinitis becomes more and more frequent in autumn. By the way, what did you say just now, classmate?"

Shang Yang repeated: "I am not a class representative."

Obviously not expecting this sentence, the biology teacher choked.

There was also a small commotion in the class.You can vaguely hear words such as 'This is too cool', 'It's really cool', 'It's worthy of being a provincial high school', 'This guy owes a lot'.

The big sneeze teacher looked at Shang Yang for about two seconds, saw that Shang Yang sat down directly, put on the earphones again, and lowered his head to brush the questions. He probably understood his psychology and sighed in his heart.

Adjusting his glasses, he called another name: "Then Cheng Chengcheng... you come to be the representative of the chemistry class."

Finally, when school was over in the afternoon, Shang Yang did not participate in the evening self-study, and ignored the teacher who was still assigning homework, he picked up his schoolbag, put the skateboard on the ground, put his hands in his back pockets, and was the first one to go out the door.Passing by the canteen, he bought a bottle of Pulse.

Gululu poured down a whole bottle of Ice Pulse, Shang Yang mixed in with the endless stream of people after school, just walked out of the school gate, half a street away, he caught a glimpse of Li Qing being blocked by three or four girls.

The leading girl blushed, and stuffed a lavender-wrapped gift box and a pink envelope into Li Qing's arms.

Shang Yang only glanced briefly, then put on the earphones again, stepped on the skateboard, and swam out of the crowd like a little dragon.

Puppy love?

Fuck him.

Shang Yang received a call from Shang Houde when he was lying on the bed eating spicy beef jerky while playing Xiaoxiaole on his mp4 after washing his hair at night.

When the phone rang, seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, he thought it was a nuisance call.

While swiping his mobile phone, he acted like the emperor proclaiming an edict, and said in a dawdly way: "I don't buy a house, I don't buy insurance, I don't have a car, I don't get a card, please have a copy, and I will leave the court without a copy."

The heavy male voice on the other end of the phone said: "Yangyang..."

Shang Yang felt that the voice was quite unfamiliar: "Who are you..."

Shang Houde said: "I am father."

Shang Yang moved faster than his reason: "I'll pay you back."

The moment after hanging up the phone, Shang Yang remembered that he really had a father.

Thinking of his grandfather's instructions, Shang Yang suppressed his depression, and called back in a polite manner.

After a while, the other party seemed to have entered a noisy place, and the noise on the phone was filled with crowded human voices, making it seem that the signal was not good.

The sound of bargaining in the vegetable market can also be vaguely heard.

"Can't you sell the cabbage for one yuan and five?"

"You give me three yuan of food, do you want to do this business?"

"Two yuan and two yuan, my student works in this industry and knows the market. You all buy only one yuan, so you can earn a little less. Wait ah, my son is calling. Two yuan and six are agreed, and then spare me Half an onion. Hey, Yangyang..."

Shang Yang knew Shang Houde's stingy nature and his embarrassing appearance that he couldn't take advantage of him every time, so he rolled his eyes and hung up the phone directly.

Before hanging up the phone, I heard the peddler's voice.

"Originally, I gave you one yuan and six, and I gave you two yuan to install it. After cutting the price for so many years, why didn't you make any progress..."

One minute later, Shang Houde called back.It can be seen that he should have found a quiet place again very quickly.

"Hello, Yangyang? I'm sorry, Dad didn't expect you to call so soon, so he went to buy some vegetables."

Shang Yang interrupted politely: "Mr. Shang? What's the matter with your call just now?"

Shang Houde could only swallow the remaining half of the explanation, and said, "Shang Yang, are you still used to it in the new school?"

Shang Yang said: "I'm not used to it."

Shang Houde sighed and persuaded: "I didn't expect Dad to send you here too...Although the conditions in Shangxi are a bit worse. The children here are pretty good...It's normal for you to not adapt, but you only use Wait for three months, just be patient, maybe you can find that Shangxi also has a bright spot. By the way, the weather has turned cold recently..."

Shang Yang was impatient: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Shang Houde was still chattering: "It is said that there was a big drop in temperature, you should keep warm, I remember you are not in good health..."

Shang Yang said: "It's nothing, I'll hang up first. I wish you good health."

"Wait—" Shang Houde was afraid that his son would die again, so he didn't dare to chatter anymore.

Shang Yang took the mobile phone and waited quietly for Shang Houde.

Shang Houde asked: "Yangyang, have you seen a kid named Li Qing in class?"

Li Qing?

Shang Yang pursed his lips: "He is my deskmate."

Shang Houde breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. The child's father is the first batch of students. He has had a difficult life these years. You sit close to him and take care of him when you encounter problems. It is a help. Daddy is doing a favor."

Shang Yang sneered: "It's not easy?" It's not easy to collect protection money in school?

Shang Houde heard that Shang Yang's tone was wrong: "Yangyang?"

Shang Yang hates people who report behind their backs the most.Even though he didn't wait to see Li Qing, he didn't complain on the phone: "Mr. Shang, seeing is believing. If you have time, you should come over and take a good look at the son of your proud student who 'has had a hard time'."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, as if shocked by Shang Yang's sharp tone.

Shang Yang took a deep breath, and hastily suppressed the little emotion in his heart: "It's nothing, I'll hang up."

The phone call stopped abruptly.

The invisible link in the air is severed.The room became quiet again.

Hypocritical and polite social etiquette habitually whitewashes the peace, as if using polite words and unemotional greetings can make the world peaceful and peaceful, and erase all the deep gaps of emotional estrangement.

But both father and son knew that the ditch was always there.

Shang Yang is no longer in the mood to play games.

Shang Houde, although he is stingy and long-winded, rough and rustic, he is born with the old and the young, he nods and bows when he sees people, his back is not straight, and he is easy to bully, but he is actually a good person.

In these days, those who can still be called good people are either honest people and pure fools. They are the true holy fathers, the kind who can laugh out loud after being tricked by others.

Shanghoude is all three.

Shang Houde is a good teacher. He treats the students wholeheartedly and considerately. He looks exactly like the gardener in the textbook who burns himself like a candle to illuminate the students. Every cell in his body looks the same.

He is still a good citizen, he will hand over the money to the police uncle when he sees the wallet, he will help the old lady cross the road, he will never drive more than sixty yards, and he has not deducted points on his driver's license for 20 years.

He's still a good buddy, although he doesn't usually spend time with you, push and drink with you, good buddies.Whenever there is a big event and people can't avoid it, he is always there when you go to him.

But he was not a good husband and father - he killed Shang Yang's mother and unborn sister.

One autumn night six years ago, one of his students had an accident on the construction site and was critically ill when he was hit by steel falling from the sky. His wife went to the family to borrow money.Shang Houde rushed to the hospital with all the [-] savings in his family, without even taking the phone with him.

Fate is really coincidental and cruel.

That night, because Shang Houde had not returned for a long time, Shang Yang's mother, who was eight months pregnant, wanted to go to the hospital to see her husband. As soon as she went out, she fell down from the top of the stairs.

Mother Shang's womb was inherently dangerous, and if she fell down, she would be in critical condition immediately.

Noticing the movement, Shang Yang rushed out the door, unable to lift his mother in pain, and having no money to call a taxi, he finally knocked on the door to call out the neighbors, and sent his mother to the hospital.

The neighbor didn't bring enough money to pay the hospitalization fee, so he had to rush back to collect it.

When signing the letter of knowledge for the family members of the operation, because there was a medical disturbance in the hospital, the medical procedures were relatively strict. Although the doctor had already handled special matters, Shang Houde's absence still delayed some time until the neighbors got the money. When we arrived, Mother Shang's operation had been delayed for a long time, and it was finally too late.

That day, neither Shang Yang's mother nor the younger sister in her stomach were rescued.

This incident happened when Shang Yang was 11 years old.

From then on, Shang Yang never forgave his father.