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

The next day, Shang Yang woke up an hour and a half early, trying to catch up with Shang Houde before going to work, chat with him, and give him a word or two of comfort.

It's just that Shang Houde was earlier than him.

When Shang Yang woke up, breakfast was already warmed in the insulated box on the table in the living room, and the quilt in the master bedroom was neatly folded and the air was cold.

People have already left.

Shang Houde seems to have wrapped his emotions tightly with a thick tortoise shell, self-decomposing, self-digesting and self-absorbing.

In him, Shang Yang could not find a single emotional gap.

This 40-year-old middle-aged man perfectly interprets the maturity and decency of an adult.

It was like this for three days in a row.On the fourth day, Shang Yang stood beside the thermos cup on the table in the living room, looking at the master bedroom with the door wide open and the bedding neatly arranged, with a gloomy look on his face.

The hour hand of the clock on the wall hugged the minute, and there was a click, and the pendulum sounded to push the air out of the invisible ripples.

It was five o'clock.

He got up half an hour earlier, but...

After closing the insulation box, Shang Yang picked up the water cup and went to the bathroom to wash up, facing the mirror, and sighed silently.

The race against time is so tense, how tiring is Shang Houde's life?

"Okay, okay, baby, don't worry, I will definitely buy that bag for you when I go back today. What? Expensive? Not expensive, not expensive! Why do you think it's expensive to buy things for baby?"

In the office of the Political and Education Department, Zhang Hongtu was sweetly talking on the phone when there was a knock on the door.

"Honey, let's stop chatting, someone knocked on the door. I won't go home tonight, you wait for me in the house, good boy."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hongtu stretched, yawned and said, "Come in."

A young teacher walked in: "Director, we have already investigated Principal Shang's return to Provincial No. [-] High School two days ago."

Zhang Hongtu looked up at him.

The teacher hesitated and said, "Principal Shang went to the funeral. The one who passed away was his close friend and a teacher."

Zhang Hongtu asked suspiciously, "A teacher too?"

The teacher said: "Besides, this teacher was a little... wronged by the student's death."

The teacher told the truth about the matter.

Zhang Hongtu listened in silence for a long time.

The young teacher looked up at Zhang Hongtu: "Director, what about your previous plan?"

The January exam is coming soon.

Because of Shang Houde's "rhetoric words" when he first arrived at Shangxi High School, Zhang Hongtu originally planned to force Shang Houde at the recent meeting, and it would be better for him to issue a military order—to get a good grade in the January examination .

If it cannot be completed, Shang Houde will naturally be discussed and doubted about his ability.

But now, Zhang Hongtu didn't recover for a long time, and waved his hand feebly.

"This matter...take it easy."

The young teacher pushed open the door and went out.

Zhang Hongtu sat alone for a long time before letting out a deep sigh: "Just like the migrant workers outside, everyone is doing work for money... What educational significance, ideals, and life-changing things do you want to talk about? ..."

"It's thankless..."

"Why bother?"

"Ideals, idealists... Let me tell you, no ideals or ambitions are as reliable as getting the money in your hands and enjoying all the benefits!"

"Oh, what a pity..."

If a student's life is like a long and short highway, then one test after another is a distance sign standing beside the road.

Time drifted by with the exhaust of the car, the wheels rolled up the snowflake-like test papers and exercise books, and the blue sign was in the rearview mirror, forming an afterimage.

Only when the driver looks back suddenly will he suddenly realize that half a year has passed quietly.

The January transfer exam of Shangxi High School has arrived.

This is a crucial exam.The city's unified examination, unified examination papers, unified correction, unified ranking, unified marking of colleges and universities, all high schools dare not underestimate this monthly exam.The same goes for Shangxi.

There is also a saying in the market that the results of the January adjustment test are basically equal to the results of the college entrance examination.

Being able to get good grades in this exam is a great encouragement to all teachers and students in the school.

The teachers and students in the third year of high school, including Shang Houde, were all very busy.

One week before the exam, the light in Shanghoude's room was on until midnight every day, and turned on very early the next day.

Time never fails to live up to hard work.

The grades of Shangxi High School's third-year exam in January are very surprising.

According to the score line of one book and two books jointly divided by several key high schools in the city.Twelve of Shangxi High School's Chinese and Science subjects passed the first line.

This result may not be worth mentioning in other key high schools, but you must know that there were only 3 people in Shangxi High School who passed the first line in both liberal arts and science last year.

This year it has more than quadrupled.

On the day when the results were announced, the screams and cheers of the students on the third floor almost toppled the roof tiles of the teaching building, and the atmosphere was as lively as New Year's Eve.

The teachers are even more happy. According to Shanghoude's new regulations, each of them can get a generous bonus.

A group of teachers smoked red plum cigarettes and were willing to change to the Yellow Crane Tower. The bald big hands waved into a box to buy Bawang, and the clothes changed from a street stall to a Hai X house. It can be called a shotgun. , the enthusiasm for teaching almost hit the daily limit overnight, and I was gearing up to think about how to continue to adjust and teach students in my dreams.

Money is the most honest and eternal motivator.

In addition to the happy teachers and students, the parents also wiped their tears and came to express their gratitude to Shang Houde.

Two days after the exam, Shang Houde’s office was filled with souvenirs from parents in the far and near suburbs, ranging from seasonal vegetables such as broccoli and lettuce to various fruits such as apples grown in his own garden.

...and nothing else...

Shang Houde will not accept any other valuables.

All the vegetables were sent to the cafeteria by Shang Houde to add vegetables to the students.

Shang Houde took the fruit to Shang Yang's home, and Shang Yang took it back to school. He forced Li Qing to help him share it under the pretext of "wasting food will be punished by God".

In the joyful atmosphere of the whole school, what changed was the attitude of the students.

In the beginning, because of Zhang Hongtu's precedent, they were not optimistic about Shang Houde, and they also felt a little cold-eyed about his "great ambition".

Shang Houde changed their prejudices with actions.

Shang Houde has become a well-deserved star on campus. Wherever he goes, a group of people greet him proactively. He is very popular.

"Fluorine, chlorine, bromine and iodine have a negative one-valence; positive one-hydrogen silver and potassium sodium..."

"The minister is a commoner, and he worked hard in Nanyang, and Gou Quan's life was in troubled times..."

"The subjunctive tense of the future perfect tense should use..."

……

After the senior high school entrance examination in January, it was followed by the high school entrance examination in January.Although the second year of senior high school does not require the city's unified examination, but with good grades in the third year of senior high school, everyone in the second year of senior high school is still unavoidably stimulated and nervous.

On the day of the monthly exam, just as a ray of light appeared on the edge of the dim sky, the noisy sound of reading filled a class of classrooms, and the energetic 17-year-old faces were full of enthusiasm.

Ji Li Guala memorized a few lines of poems, Shang Yang glanced left and right, impatient to sit here and waste time.Seeing that Lao Zhangtou was not there, he swaggered up and was about to sneak out to pick up Li Qing.

As soon as he sneaked out, Shang Yang was bumped into by a ghost-like person.

Xu Chengcai.

Xu Chengcai took a step back from the bump, before reacting in a daze: "...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now."

Shang Yang glanced at Xu Chengcai's blue and vain eyes, hesitating: "...do you want to take a rest?"

The students in the dormitory said that Xu Chengcai has worked harder since the last exam. He only sleeps for three or four hours a day. After the lights in the dormitory are turned off, he goes to the toilet to study with a flashlight.

Xu Chengcai's lips twitched for a while, showing a crying smile: "No thanks." He turned and left.

Shang Yang frowned and looked at his back.

If he read correctly, Xu Chengcai's shoulders were shaking at that moment?

Is he afraid?

Afraid of exams?

He remembered the calls that Xu Chengcai answered in the stands of the stadium after each monthly exam.Shang Yang didn't say anything else, and put a copy of general practice notes he had organized on Xu Chengcai's desk.

The monthly exam ended uneventfully.

Li Qing's score is still far ahead, and No.1 is as stable as a rock.

Shang Yang is No.2.

Compared with the last time, his total score has improved by about [-]%. Considering that the difficulty value of each test paper is different, the fluctuation of this score can be ignored.

No.3 is very surprising

——It was Zhang Yufei.

She is very partial to subjects, and her Chinese and English are surprisingly good, and she can often get a high score of 140.But mathematics, physics and chemistry are full of shortcomings.This time, she didn't know how much hard work she had done secretly, and she actually made up for these three doors.

Lei Tiantian was so happy that she insisted on inviting Zhang Yufei to a meal to celebrate.

But Zhang Yufei's attitude is a bit strange, more sad than joyful.

Cheng Chengcheng and Lei Tiantian are still in the top [-] of the class, making steady progress.

And Xu Chengcai failed the exam again... No. 30.

After the papers were handed out, Shang Yang never saw his back straighten up.For a whole day, he silently solidified into an inconspicuous stone sculpture in a small dark corner.

The most surprising of all the achievements is Yufei.

After just one month of tutoring, he improved by a full 150.From the age of 569 to the grade of 435.Although Shangxi High School was ranked 435th in the grade, I'm afraid he couldn't even reach the tail of the higher vocational line.

But it's already a good start.

In the evening self-study after the results came out, Li Qing's seat was empty as usual.

Shang Yang went to the rooftop easily.

When he walked to the stands of the stadium, thinking of the silent and depressing stone sculpture on the front table, Shang Yang turned around and walked in silently.

This time Xu Chengcai did too badly in the exam.

Shang Yang was worried that something might happen.

"No. 31? You got so bad in the exam, you still have the face to stay here? Why don't you die?"

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the stands of the stadium, Shang Yang heard familiar curses and found that familiar shadow.

In the corner of the stand, the starlight was blocked by the high walls, and the small triangle was extremely dark.Xu Chengcai was wearing a black down jacket, hugging his knees, curled up in the darkness, silent and depressing like a green and black moss plant.

The phone is ringing.

"Chengcai, don't look at your father saying that, we are also doing it for your own good."

……

"Why don't you die? Why don't you die because you have given us such a big shame for your grades?"

……

"Chengcai, but you did really badly in the exam this time. You know how much your parents have paid for you. You have to be worthy of your parents, right?"

Under the pressure of scolding words like a knife, Xu Chengcai's shoulders trembled violently, hugging his knees, biting his lips tightly, not letting himself cry out.

Shang Yang's heart sank, and he was about to step forward, but he saw a figure appearing on the other side of the stand.

It is Shang Houde.

Shang Houde acted resolutely, snatched Xu Chengcai's cell phone, and cursed at the other end of the phone: "The child failed the exam, and it is very sad, do you know how much pressure your words will put on the child! "

"I'm Xu Chengcai's head teacher."

"Tomorrow, I hope you and your wife can come to the office. I think I need to have a serious discussion with you about the education of your children."

"Children are your children, but they are also my students."

Following Shang Houde's reply sentence by sentence, Xu Chengcai, who buried his head in his knees and closed himself up, slowly raised his head.

Shang Houde was still stern, and he didn't know what was said there, he asked scoldingly: "No.1? May I ask if you and your wife were always No.1 when you were in school?"

"You owe you one child at a time. Have you ever thought about whether the kindness of the child is what the child wants? With all due respect, you are a moral kidnapping!"

After a few more arguments, the phone was hung up by the other end in a rage.

Xu Chengcai's voice was uneasy: "Teacher, my parents have a bad temper. Did I cause you trouble?"

"Don't worry, the teacher knows how to do it. The teacher will talk to your parents tomorrow." Shang Houde sat next to him, hugged him in his arms, and rubbed his hair. "Your parents have hands and feet. Adults, you are so young, you shouldn't be burdened with their lives."

'You shouldn't be burdened with their lives', these words pierced into the softest part of his heart like a knife, Xu Chengcai started the film almost instantly in embarrassment, not wanting to show his red eyes.

"teacher."

Shang Houde patted his back lightly: "Cry if you are sad, it will make you feel better when you cry."

Under the various punishments of his parents, Xu Chengcai was able to arm his whole body with silence, without showing any emotions.But Shang Houde's just a word of warmth and concern broke his strength in an instant.

Xu Chengcai lay on Shang Houde's lap and cried, "Teacher, I... I didn't fail the exam on purpose... I really didn't do it on purpose... I did my best, I really did my best..."

The cry grew from small to loud, and finally turned into howling, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and sorrows that had rotted and accumulated since childhood.

Amidst the heaven-shattering cry, Shang Houde comforted him softly, his back was huge and generous in the starlight.

Seeing this scene, Shang Yang curled his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just turned his head and left with a smile, his steps brisk like stepping on the wind.

When Shang Yang went to the rooftop, he found that Li Qing was writing and drawing with a book.He leaned over to take a look. It was the biology paper of "Three-Year College Entrance Examination and Five-Year Simulation", and immediately rolled his eyes without interest.

"You already know this set of questions, why are you still writing?"

Li Qing said: "It's for Yu Fei, his foundation is too weak. I'm going to choose some simple questions for him to lay the foundation for him."

There was sourness in Shang Yang's tone: "Oh, the relationship between you brothers is really good."

Li Qing looked at him.

Shang Yang hummed and chirped: "According to the month, someone seems to have to call me brother, hum hum—"

Hearing his sourness, Li Qing stared at him amusedly.Shang Yang immediately tilted his head, looking at the sky as if nothing had happened.Li Qing laughed helplessly, rubbed his head as if he couldn't help it, and stuffed him with a book.

"Well, for you."

Shang Yang felt joy in his heart, but on the surface he still wanted to take Joe: "Oh, that brother of yours picks up the leftovers and brings them to me. Do you think I want all the rags?"

Li Qing raised his chin: "Do you want it? If not, I'll give it to Yufei too."

Shang Yang revealed in a second: "Yes!"

When he got the book, Shang Yang opened it and found that it was actually a wrong Chinese question book, which remembered Shang Yang's wrong questions in the previous monthly exams, as well as a summary of the ideas and methods for solving the questions.Shang Yang: "Banhua, you really are an undercover agent sent by the old man, right?"

"Fuck you." Li Qing scolded with a smile, "I've been writing for several days. Give me a serious look. Don't be perfunctory, I want to check. You are too serious about the subject, and the Chinese score should be mentioned. .”

Shang Yangsheng has nothing to love: "...Oh."

The night is dark and there is no one, the flower field is under the moon, lonely men and widows, each with ghosts, what a good atmosphere, suitable for making sauces and sauces, and then making sauces and sauces, over and over again...

Why does he use it to learn!language!arts!

With this kind of resentment, Shang Yang accidentally fell and sprained his foot when he was going downstairs after the rooftop tuition.

Shang Yang glanced at Li Qing with small eyes, oh, oh, groaning in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, I can't walk anymore, my feet hurt when I move, what should I do?"

"..." Li Qing said helplessly, "There are only two steps."

Shang Yang said confidently: "That's right, I just fell on the second floor."

Li Qing squatted down as if watching a child with a temper tantrum acting coquettishly, and said helplessly: "Stop barking, I'll carry you down."

"Okay!" Shang Yang happily climbed onto Li Qing's back, wrapping his arms around his neck.

He wasn't worried that Li Qing couldn't move his back.

Although this guy is thin, he has a strange strength. Shang Yang and him have been suppressed all the year round... don't mention it.

Li Qing picked him up easily.

At the door of the classroom, Li Qing squatted down and put Shang Yang down.

Shang Yang grabbed Li Qing's shoulder, just as his left foot stabilized and was about to touch the ground with his injured 'right foot', he let out a cry.

Li Qing turned back nervously: "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Shang Yang took advantage of the situation and threw himself into Li Qing's arms, rubbing oil on his chest.Facing Li Qing's eyes, he said without guilt.

"Oh, I hurt my foot and couldn't stand firmly. I'm so sorry."

Li Qing: ...

After sending the person in his arms to the chair and sitting down, Li Qing sighed helplessly, whispered to Shang Yang's ear, and reminded: "You injured your left foot just now."

Shang Yang: ...

What the hell!