Eastern Star Spot

The first period was the Chinese class. Liao Dongxing listened to the teacher with his hands on his forehead. I don't know if it was his illusion. The teacher watched him a lot in this class.

Maybe he was moved by his helping others, he thought to himself.

It's nice to be a good person and a good deed once in a while.

The blank pages of the book were flipped under his hands, and after a moment of stupefaction, he asked Pan Guomao, "Is Zhao You doing well?"

Pan Guomao, a senior fan, immediately puffed up his chest proudly: "What do you mean, it's not bad, the first few in the grade, it's super good, okay?"

Liao Dongxing rubbed his chin in thought.

After class, he didn't sleep, and walked out the back door unsteadily. Pan Guomao thought he was going to the bathroom, so he lay down on the table and continued to sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard booing and sighing from the next class, and he faintly heard Zhao You's name.

My fans went to watch curiously.

Liao Dongxing put his hands in his pockets and wore his school uniform, giving him a romantic and youthful charm.

Zhao You talked to him with a smile on his face.

The wind is neither cold nor hot, the boy is stylish and the girl is light, it is a picture that can be made into a movie.

There are a bunch of eyes lying on the window in the open and in the dark, joking or jealous, more watching the show, the two of them have been surrounded by so many people that they can ignore these scrutiny and talk to themselves.

Pan Guomao took a look and went back to the classroom. From childhood to adulthood, the wind, cloud and moon have nothing to do with him.

Liao Dongxing returned to his seat before class started, while Pan Guomao was still sleeping, and he didn't even look up when he felt the chair next to him being pulled away.

Zhao You came over at noon.

Liao Dongxing's seat was at the back door, she knocked on the back door twice, and made eye contact with Liao Dongxing, and he accepted the other party's request for a private chat.

He came back in about 2 minutes, with a stack of papers between his jaws, his thumb pressed down, and his four fingers spread apart behind him, with a residual smile on his face.

Pan Guomao leaned over: "What is it?"

He took a look, there were English and Chinese, neat and clean.

"Zhao You's notes, photocopied." Liao Dongxing said while flipping.

Pan Guomao's heart was soaked in sour plum juice, and he said awkwardly: "Last time I said I didn't know her well..."

Liao Dongxing didn't raise his head: "I want a file, but I'm not familiar with it."

He had already forgotten the last time the three of them met, so he paused and added: "Ordinary friends."

What kind of ordinary friends are you, Pan Guomao thought to himself, they are good-looking people, the world will give way to you with a smile, there are few things you can’t ask for in this life, how can you understand the pain of our mortal crush? ?

"Don't study hard, you are so handsome, if you study well, how will we dicks live." His tone was relaxed, with a bit of sarcasm that he had already noticed.

Liao Dongxing was wearing earphones, flipping through the listening audio, and smiled at him when he heard the words: "Yeah, I'm so handsome, but I can do whatever I want."

"cut."

At this time, the head teacher happened to enter the door and saw him looking down at the phone, so he looked around the class without any trace.I found that he was the only one, and everyone else was studying honestly.

She frowned, and the sound of the collision of her heels on the ground gradually faded away. After a while, the squad leader came to convey her will.

"Liao Dongxing, the class teacher asked you to go to her office."

"what's up?"

The squad leader shook his head: "I don't know, she's quite angry."

Skipping classes every day and no one to take care of him, honestly, troubles come to his door, it's his life.

It was the first time for Liao Dongxing to come to the office of the head teacher of the third year of high school. Her desk was near the rear window, which was covered with gauze curtains, and the midday sun blurred the secular boundaries.

"coming?"

"Ah."

The head teacher just finished correcting a stack of papers, and inserted the red pen into the black mesh pen holder.She is an unsmiling teacher, and there are always two deep nasolabial folds between her brows.

Perhaps because she is serious and responsible, she is very popular with parents.

"I came to you this time to find out about your situation, sit down."

At the moment, only the Chinese teacher is in the office. She has a very low sense of presence, and she can't make a sound while drinking tea.

Liao Dongxing picked up a chair, and the class teacher pointed to the position by the table, and picked up the cup on the table, as if he wanted to have a long talk.

"How is the school adapting these days?"

"pretty good."

"The next time you come to school, don't bring your mobile phone. I won't accept you this time. If you see it again, you will directly hand it over to the Political and Education Office."

Liao Dongxing was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Okay, thank you teacher."

His head teacher is so straightforward, but it is not easy to make use of the topic, and talk about other things: "Your class teacher in the first and second year of high school is Mr. Hong?"

Liao Dongxing looked like he was recalling, but in fact his brain was empty for two seconds, and he said honestly: "I don't remember."

The head teacher smiled: "He has a deep impression on you, and he will change your deskmate every three days."

Liao Dongxing changed a lot of deskmates in high school, and the front and back desks changed several times. In two years, almost the whole class sat around the classmates.

She continued to advance the rhythm: "I still deal with the puppy love problem for you."

When Liao Dongxing heard this, his body became vigilant first. He leaned back with his arms folded on his chest, and his cheeks rose and fell subtly for a moment. Maybe he bit off his back molars. His eyebrows and eyes were still the same, but somehow it became difficult to get close.

He said coldly, "I haven't talked about it."

The head teacher may not believe it, but his expression is still the same: "Why don't you talk about it?"

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it. Isn't the school not allowed to fall in love? I'm a good student." Liao Dongxing smiled very lightly after speaking. If Ye Ban was there, he would probably be fascinated by his temperament which is very different from usual.

It is not convincing for him to say this with such a school bully face, the head teacher said: "The school told you not to skip class and complete your homework on time and listen carefully, why didn't you obey?"

Liao Dongxing remained silent.

"Do you know Zhao You from the class next door?"

"I know, I don't know."

"I heard you often go to see her?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"..." Here it comes, this prickly feeling.

The head teacher put on airs and said earnestly: "The teacher has heard some bad things about your junior high school recently. You are a student in my class. Although I haven't taught you a few lessons and don't know you well, I can see you You don't look like a child who would do that kind of thing, do you have anything to say to the teacher?"

Liao Dongxing was curious about how his senior high school head teacher got involved with the junior high school head teacher, and the two schools are not a national chain.

"You don't look like me? Why don't you look like me, I am."

What he said was so ignorant, the class teacher was a little annoyed when he put down the cup, "So you have nothing to say, right?"

Liao Dongxing didn't move or make a sound.

"Okay," the head teacher said blankly, "Then I don't care about it, after all, no matter how good the doctor is, the patient who wants to die can't be cured."

She put the pen cap on the pen she didn't know when she was holding it, and with a click, she announced the end of the irrelevant matter, "You go back."

Liao Dongxing stood up silently, nodding his head slightly, probably to thank the teacher for his troubles, but the thanks were so detailed that the class teacher even felt that he had to express his attitude out of etiquette.

It's rare to know etiquette, so the class teacher also nodded coldly.

He turned around and went out.

After he left, the head teacher said to the Chinese teacher behind him: "You saw it too."

"I have been teaching for more than [-] years, and I have encountered many students like this. They don't take their lives seriously, so what are you worrying about? I asked his former teacher that Liao Dongxing's family situation is quite special. He never showed up, only his aunt came to the parent meeting since he was in high school."

"No parents?" The Chinese teacher was taken aback, "But, if this is the case, shouldn't we teachers pay more attention to him... After all, he..."

The head teacher raised his hand and waved: "The teacher is not a savior. We really do a good job in class and do things within our ability. It is not easy."

Her tea was cold, so she went to the water, and said in a gentle tone: "There are thirty students in the class. If I take care of them one by one, I won't be able to sleep every day. The teacher's time is spent on worthy students. , you will get used to it when you encounter more in the future.”