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

Probably because of this incident, Shang Houde rarely did not work overtime and returned home early.

That night, as soon as Shang Yang opened the door, he saw him sitting on the sofa reading a physics test paper, frowning from time to time, taking notes.

Shang Yang wore earphones and hummed, put away the umbrella, hung up the keys, changed his shoes, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of iced Coke, skipped Shang Houde directly, and was about to enter the house.

Shang Yang's voice came from behind: "Yang Yang."

Shang Yang's footsteps did not stop.

Shang Houde called out again: "Yangyang."

Shang Yang had already walked to the door of the room, and his hands were on the doorknob.

"Yangyang, this matter is indeed my mistake." Shang Houde's voice was tired as if he had been up for three days and three nights: "I didn't expect that she would go to you. I didn't plan to remarry. That woman is me alone The mother of a former student. His father died in an accidental car accident two years ago, and his mother couldn’t accept the shock. I visited their house once during my home visit and arranged a job for that woman.”

"Later, I found out that the child's mother was a bit stubborn, and insisted that I had a lot of energy in the Provincial No. [-] High School, and wanted me to put his child in a key class..."

Shang Houde was tired, "I have seriously rejected her three times. I thought she had given up, but I didn't expect..."

He said, "Yangyang, I'm sorry."

Without saying a word, Shang Yang directly opened the door and strode into the room.

Outside the door, Shang Houde's voice came in hastily: "Yangyang, when that woman came to you the first day, you should have come to me."

"Next time, can you give me more trust?"

Shang Yang's response was to purse his lips into a straight line and slam the door of the room.

If this happened to Grandpa, Li Qing, or even Lei Tiantian, he would have to go straight to the point of verification first.

But Shang Houde...

The light of the desk lamp is a kind of brightness between yellow and white, and the shower sprays down like a blooming shower, printing a slightly indifferent cold hook on the wall with the boy's resolute brow bone and the ups and downs of the jaw, writing the first word.

trust?

Shang Yang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then spread out the workbook.

This thing was overdrawn by Shang Houde himself six years ago.

I don't know what method Shang Houde used.In short, the lady surnamed Tao never came to see Shang Yang again.Shang Yang just pretended that this never happened, and never asked Shang Houde a word.

The relationship between the father and son who had just warmed up turned into a stranger who passed by under one roof.

Shang Yang began to frequently stay at Li Qing's house, the reason being: "I'm in a bad mood recently, and I don't want to see Shang Houde at home."

Whenever Li Qing hesitated, he hugged Li Qing's arms and acted coquettishly.

"Banhua..."

"Li Xiaoqing..."

"Brother Li..."

Calling him nicknames, he yelled and sold miserably in one breath, and stared at Li Qing with the eyes of "I'm so obedient, don't you have the nerve to die?"

It looks like a handsome human figure that can't be pulled off after sticking to it, and vividly interprets the words "skinless and faceless".

Li Qing's hesitation was only because he worried that Shang Yang's frequent cold wars with Teacher Shang would not be good.

Seeing Shang Yang playing such a rascal, he could only nod helplessly.

At this time, Shang Yang will immediately return to his original nature, proudly put his hips on his hips, and domineeringly said: "Banhua, your brother Shang wants to eat spicy chicken, spicy shredded chicken and drink beer today. and celery!"

After some movements, before Li Qing said anything, the people around shook their heads first.

Lei Tiantian: "It means that Li Qing has a good temper and pampers you, and someone else would have been beaten to death."

Cheng Chengcheng seconded the proposal, looking at Lei Tiantian with hope: "I also want to have a good buddy like Li Qing."

Lei Tiantian smiled at him, showing a row of white teeth: "Really? Little Chengzi?"

Cheng Chengcheng: "I remembered, I haven't finished my chemistry homework yet, bye."

Shang Yang doesn't care how other people are 'jealous' of him, anyway, he has thick skin and blood resistance to max damage.

Seeing that Li Qing promised so well and softly, he had already written the name of the dish in his notes, his long eyelashes trembled, and his expression was focused and harmless, his heart itched unbearably.

How could this guy be so attractive.

Glancing around, he hooked Li Qing's neck wide open, leaned over to get an eraser on Li Qing's desk, and brushed Li Qing's ear with his lips unintentionally.

Facing Li Qing's surprised eyes, Shang Yang had a straight expression on his face: "Good buddy, thank you."

Tsk, the taste is really soft.

So the whole afternoon, Li Qing tensed his face seriously, and when he lowered his head seriously to do his homework, the redness on his ears never went down.

The college entrance examination is less than two months away.

That day, when I met Cheng Chengcheng in the corridor, Shang Houde stuffed his milk into his arms, encouraged him to grow taller, and when he entered the office, he heard the phone ring.

It was still Jia Chengfeng's phone call: "Principal Shang, don't come here without any problems."

Shang Houde responded impeccably: "Mr. Jia also has amazing perseverance."

Jia Chengfeng heard the thorn in Shang Houde's words, but he didn't care: "I heard that Principal Shang made a crazy goal when he first arrived at Shangxi High School. To catch up with No. Save a high?"

Shang Houde: "Mr. Jia, what do you want to say?"

Jia Chengfeng smiled and said, "Don't be so hostile, Teacher Shang. I just want to help you realize this wish."

Shang Houde said: "Use what you said to replace the current batch of students in Shangxi, and recruit a large number of high-quality elite descendants who can afford the price?"

Jia Chengfeng: "Principal Shang needn't say it so harshly. This is a win-win business. Your reputation is well-known even in other provinces. Shangxi now has a large number of high-quality teachers you recruited, such as the young Teacher Xiao Fu, and those retired super teachers, and your team of Shangxi teachers who have been polished."

"The combination of your high-quality educational resources and my sufficient funds, I believe we can maximize our benefits."

Shang Houde paused.

"And, Principal Shang, don't you think your efforts are a little too ridiculous?" Jia Chengfeng said with a light smile, "Promoting education reform by yourself, wasting a lot of high-quality educational resources on a group of rural children with such a low starting point body.

"It's a cost-effective thing."

Shang Houde suddenly asked: "Mr. Jia, have you heard the story of Kua Fu chasing the sun?"

Jia Chengfeng was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Shang Houde asked: "Do you think Kuafu is worth it?"

Jia Chengfeng said: "Of course not, that's a fool."

"Oh." Shang Houde said, "I think you will feel the same way." He said seriously: "Mr. Jia, if the way is different, don't conspire with each other."

Jia Chengfeng was not surprised by this result.

"Principal Shang, I will contact you again after the college entrance examination. I hope your answer will change by then."

Why is there a change after the college entrance examination?

Shang Houde vaguely sensed something was wrong, and wanted to ask a question, but the phone was hung up.

After the college entrance examination?

A glimmer of haze rose in Shang Houde's heart.

Although he doesn't want to pay attention to Shang Houde, Shang Yang still cannot avoid dealing with Shang Houde.

He was an older man who was extraordinarily attractive on the podium.

After today's physics class was over, he sorted out the textbooks and lesson plans on the podium, and smiled kindly at the students.

"Students, let me tell you some good news."

"From today, our progress has completely caught up with the progress of the provincial middle school and the second middle school in the city. After the third year of high school, we can directly enter the second round of review."

The students all paused, and then cheered and exclaimed "ah".

Regarding the teaching progress, Shang Houde told them as early as the first class, and proposed to catch up with the teaching progress within half a year.

So far, physics and English are the two fastest subjects.

"This is a small victory, and it would not have been possible without everyone's efforts." Shang Houde smiled mischievously, "As a reward, there is no physics homework today."

There was an even more excited cheer in the classroom.

Amidst the cheers, Shang Houde left the classroom door and was soon surrounded by students asking questions.

Around the topic just now, the classroom excitedly discussed in twos and threes.

The three little girls who went to the bathroom holding hands talked and went out through the back door.

"Teacher Shang is really amazing. He didn't tell me that I didn't notice how fast our progress has been in the past six months."

"Yeah, I don't feel strenuous at all. Listening to his lectures is a pleasure, and every time I don't want to leave the get out of class."

"And Teacher Shang in class is really charming. It's the first time I've seen such a strong teacher."

They didn't notice that the two boys sitting at the back door didn't look up from beginning to end.

Li Qing glanced at Shang Yang worriedly.

Shang Yang didn't look up.

He knew what Li Qing was looking at.He had already written the test papers for two classes on the table without looking up, and his test papers were only half written.

He doesn't want to look up.

The iPhone actually died long ago.Battery life has always been its old problem.The earphones naturally lost their sound.

But he still wears it.

Not for what to hear, but to express what you don't want to hear.

Shang Houde...

Shang Yang stared at the words on the test paper, and smiled wryly after a long time.

If it wasn't for what happened six years ago, maybe they would be able to get along peacefully.

Shang Yang actually planned to sleep at Li Qing's house that day.But Li's mother suddenly had some accidents and had to go to the hospital for emergency treatment.

After Shang Yang accompanied Li Qing to settle Li's mother in the hospital, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Shang Yang said he would accompany Li Qing to watch the night, but Li Qing forcibly drove him back.

When I got home, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

The entire corridor was as quiet as a doze, Shang Yang quietly opened the door, expecting to see a room of darkness and silence.

The door of the master bedroom was open, revealing a ray of dim light.

Seeing the back of Shang Houde sleeping in front of the desk, Shang Yang paused as he went to the second bedroom.

With his hand already on the doorknob, he suddenly turned around and went to the master bedroom.

Shang Houde's breathing was steady, his chest rose and fell, apparently falling asleep.

I touched his forehead to make sure he didn't have a fever.Shang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and put the blanket on Shang Houde.

Before going out, he glanced at the table.

It was at this glance that he suddenly discovered that there was something more on the messy desktop besides mother's photo, family portrait lesson plan and reference books.

—It was an open notebook.

The uncapped pen was placed next to the notebook. Shang Houde was probably extremely tired, and fell asleep halfway through writing in the diary.

Knowing that this is Shang Houde's privacy, it has nothing to do with him, he has no right to interfere, and he should withdraw now, but Shang Yang picks up the notebook by accident.

That is a letter.

Yanan:

Today is a happy day with a little rain.It's your favorite weather, walking on the tree-lined road with an umbrella, with a romantic taste.

I remember the first time I met you was on a rainy day when we went to Tibet to teach in a high school. It has been 26 years in a flash.

Is it raining over there?

The progress of Shangxi High School has finally caught up with Provincial High School.I am very happy.Thinking of Yanan, you will be happy too, I will come back quickly and want to tell you.

That guy Jia Chengfeng said that it was a waste of time for me to use good teachers and resources on this group of children, but he couldn't see the savage vitality and huge potential of these children in the mud.

This is a group of children destined to create miracles.

You must think so too, right?

A long time ago, you said that your favorite myth is Kuafu chasing the sun, chasing an impossible future with all his strength, and turning his crutches into a peach forest at the end, blessing the latecomers.

You said that you want to be like Kuafu, and try your best to chase an unattainable goal.

This is the reason why I left from Provincial High School.

Your unfinished dream, I will help you realize it.Su Lan, have you seen it?

When the letter was written here, it came to an abrupt end.The water droplets hit the back of his hand, and Shang Yang suddenly realized that he was crying.He wiped away his tears in embarrassment, and turned to another page tremblingly.

The second letter was dated a week ago.

"Yangyang quarreled with me today. He mistakenly thought that I was going to remarry. It's my fault. Children of Yangyang's age are the most sensitive and stubborn. I blame me for not explaining it to him early.

When you were young, Yangyang was the closest to you.If you were here, our father-son relationship would not be so rigid.

For some reason, I always think of you.When I think of you, I blame you and myself, blame you for being so cruel, willing to leave me alone in this world for so many years, blame me for taking all the money away that day...

After so many years alone, I am too lonely and tired.

Yanan, I'm not afraid to tell you, in fact, I've been on a blind date several times and met many women.When this woman wanted to remarry me, I also hesitated.

But every time at the end, I find that I can't do it.

Every time I see a woman, I can't help but compare with you.

But where in the world is there another Jiang Yanan?

Holding the diary, Shang Yang clenched his fists tightly to prevent himself from making a sound. His body gasped silently because of the oppression and severe pain, and every nerve in his body seemed to be about to rupture.

It took a long time before a sob overflowed from his throat as if he couldn't suppress it.

He struggled to turn a few more pages.

The date is a month ago.Shang Yang vaguely remembered that it was before and after Zhang Yufei left.

Yanan:

Remember Zhang Yufei?Such a gentle and kind girl, she still left.My four-hour persuasion with his parents was ultimately ineffective.

Before leaving, the child came over and bowed to thank me for my teaching.

But what can I do.

How can He De He can.

Family, education, economy, environment, parents, concepts, thoughts, talents, intelligence, physical fitness, everything affects and even shapes a child's life.

Education is one part of it, but it cannot determine the other parts.

Education changes lives?

Educational equity.

can i do it?

Yanan, I am very confused..."

2012 10 Month 28 Day.

2012 10 Month 27 Day.

2012 10 Month 26 Day.

……

This notebook was from 2012, and Shang Yang flipped through it in the room.

Probably because he didn't expect Shang Yang to enter his room, Shang Houde's things were directly placed on the floor.Shang Yang easily found a small box at the foot of the bed, which contained seven notebooks.

Hastily flipping through the entire notebook, Shang Yang found that Shang Houde would write a letter every day, write a page or two when he was free, and only write a sentence or two in a hurry to record the life of the day when he was busy.

But 365 days a year, the writing never stops.

In the past seven years, Shang Houde used the letters he wrote to his wife every day to keep his diary.

Shang Yang grieved as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, he bit his lip repressedly, his throat was choked and trembling violently, and he could barely stand with his back against the wall.He squatted down slowly as if he was exhausted, bit his hands tightly, curled up and hugged his knees, and suffocated as if his heart had been choked.

There seemed to be a wild beast in his chest that was about to rush out, and he wailed silently as if he was about to burst out all the suppression he had suppressed for six years.

After a long time, he finally calmed down, put the diary away as it was originally, put Shang Houde on the bed to sleep, took off his shoes, covered him with a quilt, and walked out the door lightly.

The next morning.

Shang Yang snuffed out Shang Houde's alarm clock, got up early in the morning, and made Shang Houde a nutritious breakfast with a combination of Chinese and Western dishes.

Shang Houde found that the alarm clock didn't ring, and put on his glasses in a hurry, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Shang Yang: "It's getting late, I overslept today, Yang Yang must be getting up."

Seeing Shang Yang who was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, he blinked twice blankly, thinking that he had misread.

Shang Yang put a poached egg and a bowl of porridge on the table, and pushed them to Shang Houde: "The craftsmanship is not good, so let's just eat it."

Shang Houde was so flattered that he thought he was still dreaming, and for a long time his hands and feet turned to the left and his body turned to the right, and he even forgot how to walk.

Shang Yang couldn't see Shang Houde like this, turned around and went into the kitchen again, and said through the whirring of the range hood fan: "I will make you breakfast in the future, and you can sleep a little longer by yourself. You go to bed later than a dog every night, Get up earlier than the chicken, you think you are a hard-working person."

Shang Houde was scolded by his son, his head was muddled, and he almost stood up tremblingly to be scolded: "Oh, oh, good..."

Shang Yang packed two poached eggs and white porridge in an insulated box, put his schoolbag on his back, went out, and threatened viciously: "And if you come back after twelve o'clock today, I will lock the door and prevent you from coming in! With so many shifts, are all the people under your command dead?"

Shang Houde quickly responded: "No, no, I have a spare key."

Shang Yang's eyes widened, thinking that his father was deliberately making things difficult for him, and he slammed the door shut.

Outside the door, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he walked away towards the rising sun with high spirits.

Even though he was still too unfamiliar to call that 'dad', Shang Yang decided to reconcile with this poor middle-aged man and his damn life starting today.

With the sound of closing the door, all the brain cells of Shang Houde, who had been knocked out by his son, slowly returned to their place. Finally, he pieced together all the facts from the almost ruined disaster scene, and put it in front of the dining table.

After realizing it, he slowly covered his face, crying and laughing.

"Hehe...hehe...Yanan Yanan, Yangyang made breakfast for me today, and he also said that he will make breakfast for me in the future, hehehehe..."

That morning, when Li Qing arrived at the school, he saw a radiant, smiling, and radiant Shang Yang.

Li Qing smiled and said, "So happy today?"

Shang Yang smiled and said: "Well, today I have done a great event that benefits the country and the people, and I am [-] meters handsome!"

The author has something to say:

Confession in the next chapter or two

After that, the two people who are tired of death show their affection every day

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