silent me, silent us

"Xu Qizhang."

After being run over by the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in two festivals, and looking at the two festivals of Asian landscapes, the sound of the bell seemed to be accompanied by the arrival of the dove of peace. When Xu Qizhang closed his eyes and was about to enter a dormant state, he was suddenly tapped twice on the shoulder and regained his sanity.Turning his head with slack eyes, it was his female classmate sitting in the back seat.

"Umm... Boss, teacher is looking for you, in the tutor's office." The female student seemed to be frightened by his fatigue, but her face was a little red.

"Okay, thank you." After Xu Qizhang thanked him, he staggered out of the classroom.

Why is he so tired every day?Stay up late to study?still……?

The female classmate was full of infinite reverie.

There is no unparalleled road in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings.

After hearing what the head teacher said to him, Xu Qizhang's mind, which was about to stop, sobered up instantly, and immediately put together the two slang words that were wrong with each other.

"Qizhang, do you want to run for student council president?"

Smiling kindly, the mother-type Teacher Guo stopped correcting her homework and looked up at Xu Qizhang.

Candidate for... president?

Running with...Ye Guang?

It's a bit like being declared the winner of the lottery without warning.Xu Qizhang's expression was still calm, but his heart was beating wildly.

A certain road seemed to be opened, which made his hesitant steps start to move.

Teacher Guo motioned him to sit down on the rattan chair beside him, then turned around and told him.

"The monitor of Class [-] has to withdraw from the election because of his studies, so there is still one spot. In fact, the teacher wanted to recommend you for the election before, but he didn't recommend you because he was afraid that you would be too tired to take care of your studies and your family. .”

Teacher Guo is the only person in the school who knows that Xu Qizhang works at a noodle stall. She also knows about Xu Qizhang’s family situation, so after knowing that Xu Qizhang was working, she still kept her usual smile and said, “Even if you are busy, you still have to take care of your body.” With such a sentence, there is not much else to say.This is what Xu Qizhang respects her most.

There are few teachers who try to listen to their students instead of forcing them to obey.

"The student council president of our school, the welfare is very good. The teacher just remembered a few days ago. You said you wanted to study abroad when you were a freshman in high school, right?"

Teacher Guo patted his hand lightly, and Xu Qizhang opened his mouth lightly, but he didn't speak.

"If you are elected as the president, the school will be able to provide opportunities to study abroad, and you don't have to worry about the money. If it is not enough, the teacher can lend you."

Seeing Xu Qizhang's expression of refusal after hearing the loan, before he could open his mouth, Mr. Guo said again: "It's a loan from you, not to you, you still have to pay me back, but these will be discussed after you are selected." .”

She always cares for those talented students who lack resources. For these students, a little more partiality is needed. This is her idea.Teacher Guo looked at Xu Qizhang with a smile, and that smile seemed to never disappear, except when the fifth class was scolding.

The teacher still remembered what he said earlier...the dream of setting off to go overseas.

At that time, there was a sudden desire to get away from the current disturbing environment, like escaping, or going out to find hope.

Also because he is in a disturbing environment, dreams are just dreams after all.

Now that dream is still there, but compared to the previous strong desire to go abroad, my current mentality is more and more easygoing. Maybe it is because the atmosphere at home has gradually improved because of the noodle stall, or it may be because, He has one more reason he can't live without, one more dream.

Ye Guang, his dream.

As early as the moment Xiaohua confessed, he understood that if he continued to deceive himself like this, it was just another kind of self-abuse.

He could no longer bring himself to know nothing.

Running for the president, if you think about it a little further, it is an opportunity for him to go abroad and fulfill his dream, but for now, what he cares about is the opportunity to get close to Ye Guang.

He can stand on a level playing field with Ye Guang and approach him openly.Maybe after running for the election, maybe if he works harder, he will no longer be a classmate he doesn't know to Ye Guang, no longer a classmate who passed by but can't get into his eyes, no longer a friend who only wears the same clothes when he meets. students in school uniform.

He wanted to be a competitor Ye Guang couldn't ignore, a person he couldn't ignore.

He has learned to endure many things, learned to be indifferent to many things, but he finally understands that only Ye Guang, he cannot learn to be indifferent.

This year, which he thought was calm and breezy, did not make him feel better. The emptiness in his heart has long since filled him. Perhaps his expression has already sent out a lonely distress signal, just like Ye Guang. ...

I shouldn't have given up the position next to Ye Guang without doing anything.

It turned out that the reason why he didn't dare to act before was because he lacked an opportunity to be upright, an opportunity not to be hypocritical, an opportunity for him to completely convince himself.

It turns out that my own inferiority complex is the most boring self-esteem.

To be close to him, even if it's just to be friends; to be close to him, so that Ye Guang can face himself.As long as you can get close to him a little bit, as long as you don't let the feeling of liking Ye Guang silently suffocate in your hands, even if it's just a little bit, get close to him.

Be honest with yourself, Xu Qizhang.

"How about it? The teacher doesn't want you to be too tired, but you can think about it."

Hearing Teacher Guo's worried words, Xu Qizhang raised his head, with a bright smile on his face, as if even the dark circles under his eyes had been faded.

"Teacher, I want to run for election, please."

As if declaring war, Xu Qizhang's indifferent big eyes with dark circles were filled with flames. Teacher Guo was relieved to see that kind of fighting spirit. Sincerely cheer for him from the bottom of my heart.