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

After school at noon, Li Qing declined Cheng Chengcheng and Lei Tiantian's invitation to go to the cafeteria, and took out a lunch box from his schoolbag.

The drowsiness brought on by the medicine came and went. After sleeping in one English class, Shang Yang woke up and went to three classes energetically.

But at noon, he yawned again.

Covering his head with the school uniform, he lazily leaned against the wall, dozed off with half-closed eyelids, and shook his head like a chicken pecking at rice.From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Li Qing tending to lose his sight, and he woke up immediately.

"where are you going?"

Li Qing raised the lunch box: "Go to the office and ask the teacher to borrow the microwave oven, shall we?"

Since the morning, Shang Yang hasn't left his seat much, Li Qing wants him to move.

Shang Yang's reaction was half a beat slower than usual, he had already slowly got up, and stuck to Li Qing's back like a wandering soul, only then did he remember to answer: "Go!"

Li Qing rubbed his head: "Let's go."

At the door of the office, Li Qing asked the teacher in the office to borrow a microwave oven.

Shang Yang leaned against the door frame, glanced at Li Qing out of the corner of his eye, and squinted comfortably under the scorching sun at noon in summer.

"Shang Yang." Suddenly someone called him from behind.

It was Teacher Hu's voice.

Shang Yang was very sleepy and didn't want to talk to her, so he turned his head slowly: "Teacher Hu."

Teacher Hu gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Shangyang, what happened in class today, the teacher didn't mean it..."

After being scolded head and face by her younger brother, she also knew that she had gone too far.

The factory near Upper Creek High School has been purchased for a new stadium and lab building.After the construction is completed, the enrollment will officially start next year.In order to show a stronger trump card when recruiting students, this year's key arts and science class must show better results.

Li Qing pierced that layer of window paper in class, and she discovered the invisible resistance to her in the class.

She pinched her nose and apologized.

Being very comfortable in the sun, Shang Yang's sense of warmth has drifted away.

Something was buzzing next to it, it was so noisy.Can you make it stop talking.

He heard his own voice: "Teacher, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"Teacher Hu." Li Qing came out of the office carrying two lunch boxes.

Teacher Hu's words paused for a moment, and he remembered the embarrassment of being unable to get off the stage after being asked by him in class, his face turned green ugly.

Li Qing touched Shang Yang's forehead and saw that the temperature was normal, so he glanced at Teacher Hu.

"Do you have anything to do with Shang Yang?"

As he tried his best to calm himself down, Teacher Hu's tone became a bit ferocious: "I actually want to ask Shang Yang to apologize..."

Li Qing said: "Oh?"

Teacher Hu gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't order Shang Yang on purpose today...I know his situation..."

Li Qing raised his head and smiled: "Mr. Hu, did you admit that you ordered him on purpose?"

Teacher Hu's face turned pale.

"Hmm—" being so noisy that he couldn't sleep, Shang Yang stood beside Li Qing, leaning his head on Li Qing's shoulder, rubbing his head twice to urge him.

Li Qing rubbed his ears: "Good boy, right away."

Then he looked at Mr. Hu and chuckled lightly: "Mr. Hu, I am very pleased and agree with you for being able to condescend and ask Shang Yang to apologize. But..."

The word "but" gave Mr. Hu a sense of foreboding.

Li Qing slightly raised his eyelids: "But if I remember correctly, the teacher taught us in elementary school that an apology should be an act of the perpetrator to compensate the victim psychologically and even materially with guilt, and doesn't care about the form. And you, in the office In the corridor in front of you, in front of so many people, is this apology for Shang Yang or someone else?"

Teacher Hu's complexion was changing from blue to purple.

Li Qing half-smiles: "Mr. Hu, no one is stupid than anyone else."

"Let's go." Li Qing put his arms around Shang Yang's shoulders and brought him back to the classroom, "You didn't eat much in the morning, eat something before going to bed."

Shang Yang gave a vague 'huh'.

As soon as he returned to the classroom, Shang Yang put his school uniform on his head, lay down on the table, and dozed off with his eyes closed.

Li Qing asked: "Have you eaten?"

Shang Yang buried his head in his school uniform, covered his ears with his hands, and arched towards the wall, meaning 'you are noisy'.

Li Qing smiled helplessly, opened the bento box, and the salty, spicy and overbearing aroma of boiled pork slices came out immediately.

A few students in the class who ate dry bread and steamed buns in order to save time from going to the cafeteria all glanced in this direction sadly.

Li Qing picked the thorns from the fish with chopsticks, and put the fish in front of Shang Yang: "Today is boiled fish fillets."

After being quiet for a while, Shang Yang half-closed his eyes, slowly got out of his school uniform, and opened his mouth wide: "Ah."

Li Qing picked up a chopstick for him and stuffed it into his hand: "Eat quickly."

After eating, Shang Yang fell asleep on the table and fell unconscious.

After Li Qing finished packing the lunch box, he asked Xu Chengcai who was eating steamed buns at the front table to borrow his notes, intending to sort out the lessons left over during this period, and go back to teach Shang Yang.

No treatment for any disease is comfortable and easy.Pain and suffering are companions of disease.Mental illness is also supplemented by long and suffocating doubts and fears, self-doubt and self-loathing.

He couldn't help Shang Yang suffer and fear in the middle of the night, he could only try his best to help him create a warm and comfortable nest when he opened his eyes during the day.

In the third year of high school where time is precious, not many people are willing to waste a lot of time on lunch.At [-]:[-], the class is full of people again, those who read books, those who catch up on sleep, make coffee and go out to get hot water, those who sort out the test papers ask someone to borrow notes, gossip, and look around, peeking at romance novels Be wary of the dean who is rushing out from the back door.

The air is tense and peaceful.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

A boy was wearing earphones and holding a mobile phone, and rushed in: "Everyone, come and watch this video, it has been spread all over our grades. I just saw it when I went for a walk in Class 7."

Cheng Chengcheng said in shock: "You're playing with your mobile phone in the classroom, fat man, are you going to cut off your righteousness with your mobile phone?"

Lei Tiantian had already rushed forward, and said seriously: "Don't make noise, watch the video, it's about our school teacher monk."

More than half of the class looked up.The crowd slowly gathered together, and the fat man simply pulled out the earphone cable and turned it on.

Hearing the word 'Teacher Shang', Li Qing also turned his head to look at the phone screen.

It was a business conference site.

In a room similar to a lecture hall, a banner of the "Shangxi Elite Middle School" renovation plan was hung on the top, and a large screen was in the middle. Jia Chengfeng stood in front of the large screen with a pen in his hands. There is a microphone in front of him.Below are the invited guests, surrounded by a large circle of reporters.

A promotional video was playing on the big screen.

The first is an introduction to the expected architecture of Shangxi High School. In addition to the existing teaching buildings, there are also a gymnasium, an artificial lake, a large green football field, an art exhibition hall, a small museum, a swimming pool, and even There is also a small horse farm...

It is clean, bright and beautiful, like a pastry display with bright colors and every filling in the window.

Only unlike Shangxi.

It is not like the dirty and dusty Shangxi High School, which is backed by the urban-rural fringe, adjacent to a small factory, and has students ranging from poor to poor.

After the pilot film was played, Jia Chengfeng picked up the microphone to introduce the promotional film: "This is the appearance of Shangxi High School after it is completed next year. The environment is beautiful and the air is comfortable, which is very suitable for students' life and study.

In addition to these hardware facilities, at the same time, in order to meet the different needs of different students, if it is for the college entrance examination, Shangxi High School will also have 10 provincial-level special-grade teachers, including many retired and experienced old teachers, and a group of teachers. Young and strong teachers have enthusiastic new teachers. These teachers have proved themselves in this year's college entrance examination, and they will give you a more perfect answer sheet for next year's college entrance examination.

If the target is an Ivy League university abroad, we also have an all-English teaching environment, as well as experienced teacher resources for IELTS and TOEFL preparation.

If you want to develop your hobbies in Shangxi High School, we also welcome, we have the best graduates of folk music and western music from Beijing Conservatory of Music, and their professors will come to give a speech every month..."

The students in Class [-] have all gathered around. This group of children from nearby villages or small towns, who have no other way to change their destiny except the college entrance examination, looked at a person with capital and advocated the glamor and beauty that did not belong to them. future choices.

I don't know who swallowed.

I don't know if it's envy but anger.

"Shangxi Elite Middle School." Jia Chengfeng said in a passionate voice, "High-quality education is for you who deserve it more."

A group of guests in the audience applauded, and the staff began to distribute exquisite brochures about Shangxi Elite Middle School. Everyone whispered to each other and flipped through the brochures with smiles.

A voice suddenly came from among the reporters: "Mr. Jia, you set the tuition fee of Shangxi Elite Middle School at 10 a year, which is undoubtedly a relatively high price. I heard that Shangxi High School was originally a rural middle school. Most of the students in it come from nearby towns and villages, and most of them cannot afford the price. If you renovate this high school, these students will drop out of school or have to be transferred to another vocational school with worse teaching conditions. Regarding this, you Is there any solution?"

Jia Chengfeng said with a smile: "Of course we have also considered this issue. Therefore, for the students who are still studying in the school, we will give a certain tuition discount. Although it will be higher than the current school, we have tried our best."

"After all, high-quality resources come at a price, especially educational resources."

"For those students who have to transfer to vocational schools, I express regret. But I believe that truly outstanding and determined people will not be affected by the environment. I look forward to them being able to overcome the influence of the environment and burst out with style."

"Thank you."

"Easier said than done!"

"Oh shit!"

"Hold!"

I don't know who blurted it out first.

Like the firecrackers that exploded in front of the ammunition depot under the high temperature in summer, everyone's suppressed emotions for a long time were detonated loudly.

"Fucking overcoming the environmental impact, the students who pay the money will know the introduction of environmental teachers and educational resources, and we will say that the environmental impact has been overcome."

"There are not many serious teachers in that group of vocational schools. They all study by themselves in class, and all the exams are full of water. Overcoming the environment? Shit!"

"Fuck *you*!"

"Why doesn't he come and try..."

……

Amidst the emotional scolding, a girl suddenly cried while covering her face.

"I miss Mr. Shang. Those teachers are all teachers that Mr. Shang found for us! Last year's college entrance examination results were also led by Mr. Shang! Now they are all used to recruit students for the new school."

There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

The silent angry wildfire seemed to be poured down by a bucket of ice water, and black smoke burst out. The atmosphere was as oppressive as if you were in a deep sea with great pressure, and every breath had to be exhausted.

Teacher Shang...

These changes were all brought about by Mr. Shang, but Mr. Shang has already been driven away. What should they do?

Although no one said it out loud, when they saw the neat and bright school building, excellent teachers, countless bright futures, students wearing beautiful school uniforms walking through it, and laughing, they felt inferior.

Without Teacher Shang's efforts, these resources would never be accessible to them in their lifetime.

Education changes lives.

But what about those who do not have the conditions to enjoy excellent educational resources?

What about their lives?

Be bound by this land, a dragon begets a dragon and a phoenix, the son of the shepherd will herd the sheep, and the son of the mouse will make holes?

No matter how much the outside world advocates that reading is useless, in the land of Shangxi, education is the only narrow ladder for them to change their destiny.

Even though it is narrow, there is always a road.

The current state monopolizes the education industry, and the differences in education are still so obvious.After the future education industry is gradually marketized, will future children still have this ladder?

Someone murmured: "I finally understand why Mr. Xiao Fu said that we were lucky to meet Mr. Shang during the first session."

No one spoke.

No one answered.

There was a sense of lonely, sad despair in the air.

Yes.

It was their luck to meet Teacher Shang, but Teacher Shang had already failed and was driven away.

What should they do?

This may be the first time these children face the sharp and naked reality, a world completely different from the Utopia in the book.

Growth is often in these moments.

No one spoke for the whole lunch break.

After watching the video, Li Qing sat back in his seat, only to realize that Shang Yang had woken up at some point.

"woke up?"

Shang Yang rubbed his sleepy eyes: "I slept too much in the morning, and I can't fall asleep."

Li Qing asked, "Drink water?"

Shang Yang took the mineral water bottle and took a sip.

After a pause, he asked, "Li Qing, what kind of person do you think Shang Houde is?"

Li Qing thought for a moment: "A good person with idealism."

"Idealism?" Shang Yang murmured, "But is this world suitable for idealism?"

"Not suitable." Li Qing said seriously: "But I believe there will be a miracle."

"Maybe." Shang Yang said confusedly.

For a whole week after that, everyone was in a sluggish mood.

It was about a week after the video was uploaded to the class.

After school in the afternoon, Li Qing went to the office to ask the head teacher to renew the leave.

Shang Yang had to sleep ten hours a day recently, and the evening self-study could not last, so Li Qing was going to ask for leave to skip the evening self-study.

When Li Qing was taking leave in the office, Shang Yang was holding the skateboard, leaning against the outer wall of the office, facing the light, squinting his eyes, basking in the blood-colored sunset.

Xu Chengcai just came out with a book in his arms: "Shang Yang?"

"Hmm." Shang Yang squinted his eyes like a cat: "Hero Xu, it's you."

Xu Chengcai was puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

"Here." Shang Yang raised his chin: "Over there, someone is spraying paint on the wall."

Li Qing just carefully folded the leave note and came out, hearing this, he looked in the direction Shang Yang said.

It was a section of the outer wall facing the road outside the school.Because the gymnasium is being built next door, the wall is surrounded by scaffolding for a small half, so few people usually come.Several boys and girls painted something on the wall with spray paint.

Although it is not yet formed, you can see what they are spraying.

That is a painting.

There is a steep hill in the center of the picture. On the top of the hill stands a man wearing a suit on the upper body and dirty mud legs on the lower body. He just climbed up the hill from the ladder and was about to kick the ladder out.

A group of teenagers and girls with schoolbags on their backs and patched clothes grabbed the ladder in horror, and fell down the mountain with the ladder.

There are two lines of writing at the bottom.

- Upper Creek High School is not Upper Creek Elite High School.

——We want Principal Shang to come back.

"My God!" Xu Chengcai froze with a dull face, "They are too courageous."

"It's really courageous." Shang Yang stretched himself comfortably, "The painting is quite talented."

Xu Chengcai murmured: "But, aren't they afraid of being discovered by the school?"

"Maybe." Shang Yang looked at Li Qing, "Can you recognize who painted it?"

"The people who sprayed the characters are from Class 7. They used to have a good time with Yufei." Li Qing said, "You can recognize one of the painters."

Shang Yang looked at him: "I also recognize it? People from class one?"

"Yeah." There was a slight smile on the corner of Li Qing's lips, "Cheng Chengcheng is the one who drew, and Lei Tiantian is helping to spray the words."

"They..." Xu Chengcai's lips moved.

He wanted to say how dare they?

Are they not afraid?

But he couldn't ask. Before their courage, he was so timid and cowardly that he couldn't bear it.

Shang Yang smiled: "Little Chengzi is timid, it must be Sister Lei who threatened him."

Li Qing curled his lips lightly: "Tiantian's character just refuses to admit defeat."

Shang Yang stood up straight, his brows were flying like a gorgeous rising sun, and he waved to Li Qing, "Go up and do me a favor?"

Li Qing said: "Good!"

"Me too..." Xu Chengcai's lips trembled, and just as he lifted his foot, his mother's sharp cry and his father's furious roar came to his ears.

"We didn't send you to school to make you fool around!"

"There have been no college students in our family for generations, you must give us a good grade in the exam, honor your ancestors! Other than that, don't do anything!"

"Your only task at school is to study, and you don't have to worry about any teachers or classmates! If you cause trouble, get the hell out of the house!"

"Parents are doing it for your own good!"

Shang Yang patted him on the shoulder, "Hero Xu, forget about it. Use good steel on the blade, go back and study hard, get good grades in the exam, and get mad at that big-tailed wolf surnamed Jia."

Xu Chengcai's lips trembled for a while, but he didn't say anything.

"Hero Xu." Shang Yang, who had already walked downstairs suddenly, turned his head and waved, "You have lost a lot of weight recently, you have to work hard."

Xu Chengcai nodded vigorously: "You, you too!"

Then he watched Li Qing and Shang Yang go downstairs, walked towards the wall, greeted people, picked up the paint gun...

Reflecting the hot wind whistling from far away in the sky, the sultry summer heat rising from the ground in the evening, towards the blood-colored sunset in the distance,

——The teenagers strode forward without any restraint, their slender backs flaunting like fire.

Maybe the reality is always forced and desperate, but the clean and hot spirit of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy can ignite everything.