Sun Hui's words may sound a little inexplicable to ordinary students, and they may even say Do you always think too much, but Sun Hui knows that in Cheng Ran's place, this word has the weight it can convey.

Cheng Ran knew what Sun Hui meant, and from his point of view, he probably had seen a lot of protégés, so he didn't want to see him repeat the mistakes of the past and put forward his advice.

One bets that he understands, and the other knows what he says.

How can there be so many mundane years quiet?

All living beings, desperately striving to swim upward, some fell to pieces, some walked on thin ice, some turned back and did nothing, frightened for a hundred years, and some felt that the future had infinite possibilities when they were young, but they could experience in the copper furnace world, and they knew that it was not easy to even work hard to live.

It is said that people have good luck for three years in this life, but there is no lack of a dull life, and they all say that carp jumps over the dragon gate, not to mention how many carp stand out, how high is the dragon gate, and how many heavens are there in the river and sea?

Carp can jump over the dragon gate, and how to cross the gate of heaven?

Cheng Ran knew what Sun Hui meant, and he received him this love.

Cheng Ran nodded and said, "Teacher, what you said is really good." However, I still think that the uncertain future is more interesting, and life should not be arranged, but created in a down-to-earth manner. If you don't hold it yourself, it doesn't make sense, does it. ”

"The big truth is better than mine, okay, okay. You have to count yourself, it's ......" Sun Hui smiled and waved his hand, with some spurring jokes, "Then you are still far away!

Sun Hui, who was talking, smiled with encouragement and doting, and after Cheng Ran nodded to confirm that there was nothing else to leave, his smile slowly faded, and the reason why he behaved like that just now was to see the young man's expression from beginning to end, knowing that he would not accept his fate, and he did not want to be disappointed, so he cooperated to give him encouragement.

What needs to be said has already been said.

That's all he can do.

Sun Hui looked at the corridor where countless smiling youths outside the door once existed, and sighed silently.

......

After all, it is an office where grade teachers are gathered, and there are thirteen classes in one grade of the second year of the expanded tenth high school, most of the teachers are working in a spacious office, with two doors before and after, Sun Hui's desk is in the middle of the aisle wall, and the aisle from the front door is connected to the stairs, and they are the five classes going upstairs, and the corridor leading to the atrium of the tic-tac-toe building is down.

Cheng Ran himself was called out by Sun Hui during physical education class, and at this time, thinking that there was still physical education class, he did not come from the front door, but came out of the back door and went down the stairs to the playground, but when Cheng Ran went down from the back door, he seemed to hear footsteps on the upper stairs at first glance.

Their class is a physical education class, but the other classes are all in class at this time, but it may not be that there are no other classes who didn't go to the playground and sway on the stairs, Cheng Ran didn't think much about this detail, and went straight downstairs.

And just after the sound of Cheng Ran's footsteps echoed down for a long time, Jiang Hongshao, who was hiding from Cheng Ran on the upper stairs, was in front of the white wall and the meter-high mottled green paint.

Her back was against the wall, and her breasts were already well developed, even in the wide school uniform.

Before the physical education class, Sun Hui suddenly instructed Cheng Ran to call to the office, and the smart Jiang Hongshao might have guessed something, so the sisters who would have invited her to the playground looked for a long time but didn't find her.

When Cheng Ran came out to the back door, she rushed upstairs in a panic to avoid it.

It's hard to say what kind of mood she felt in her heart at this time.

She was not only moved by Cheng Ran's sentence "Life is not arranged but created by herself, not meaningless to hold with her own hands", but she also felt the heaviness of Sun Hui's remarks.

This is not an old man's condescending preaching, there are realistic examples around her.

She is grateful to Cheng Ran for his words and attitude, this young man is always able to inject a trace of warmth into his heart at critical moments, like in a night as cool as water.

And she who covets this kind of comfort, will it be the selfishness of her own desires?

There is no answer.

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The clock ticks and roars, and the bell tower of the years swings many days and nights.

In the second half of the second semester of high school, the courses of various subjects are obviously urgent, and some teaching content is also speeding up. Even if each class walks at its own pace, it will inevitably be affected by these, although the tenth middle school is still relaxed on the surface, and the activities of the clubs are not left behind, but in terms of learning, the latent atmosphere of the arms race and the reluctance to lag behind is still tightly hung on the students of this period.

Cheng Ran seemed to find that the relationship between him and Jiang Hongshao began to show signs of cooling after the dinner at her house during the holiday and the date in the second half of the winter vacation.

Although in school, the two of them don't look up and see each other every day, Jiang Hongshao is the same to him, and the smile he shows to him sometimes must be the brightest, but in the school, Lao Jiang is busy with affairs, and he can't take his eyes off class, and he either writes homework after class, or his free time is occupied by the work of the student union and clubs, or he plays badminton with friends, causing onlookers and uproar on the court.

When the two of them get home, they will also send text messages or log on to CQ at night, of course, Jiang Hongshao usually says at night, "Write homework first, read books, and sleep and talk later." ”

Cheng Ran sometimes waited until the evening and would send her a text message, "Why don't you sleep?" I'm not urging you, it's just that people are also sophisticated machines, and ensuring adequate sleep is the basis for high-intensity thinking and brain vitality. ”

After a while, Jiang Hongshao's text message will come back, "Well, just took a shower...... Then I sleep, good night. ”

Sometimes I will talk about the interesting things of the day, but I don't talk much, Cheng Ran can understand, and there is still a trace of pity for Lao Jiang, as a student, the day is still full, and for top students like Jiang Hongshao, the pressure she bears and the affairs around her are busier, after all, the first grade, sometimes Cheng Ran feels that this is not the reason for his goal, and maintaining the first place is not such an easy thing, talent and hard work are essential, and she knows how to manage her time and strict rules and rest scientifically。

Just look at Jiang Hongshao's dedication, you can know that the outstanding student youth pacesetters with high prestige in the first and grade grades are not easy things to achieve.

With a certain mood of building a protective wall, Cheng Ran also tried not to let himself affect her, intervene too much and occupy her time.

On weekends, Cheng Ran will still ask her out to go out to the park, or the old local café to brush up on the questions, which holds the idea of letting her breathe, of course, deep down in his heart, he also has the selfishness of facing her to see her in the private time and occasion of the two of them.

After all, just staying with Jiang Hongshao in a café or cold drink shop is already the focus of envy on everyone's faces. Of course, Cheng Ran would not find a place like the Tianxing Daoist Hall with many acquaintances to block himself.

However, in the last few weekends, Jiang Hongshao has not come out, and her response is that there is something at home.

Cheng Ran sits alone in the café, reading a book after brushing the questions, and thinks of the scenes that seem to be hidden in a slice of time in this private café with creeper vines during the holidays.

He could smell her nice shampoo and the smell of soap wafting from her body up close. can also stop the pen and raise her head, you can see Jiang Hongshao's beautiful nose and cheek lines half-buried in the question, and the most itchy of her focus on doing the question and reading the book's beautiful eyes, as if running with five colors and ten lights.

Now Cheng Ran is sitting here alone, after making a set of math papers, he picks up a book on financial history and looks at it, and sometimes takes a sip of coffee placed on the table, which has a bitter taste in the mellow aroma.

And I didn't see it, just across the street, the shade of the small leaf banyan and the iron fence of the pedestrian road.

A green silk is wearing flat shoes in a sportssuit, but it is also Jiang Hongshao, who is standing alone, looking at him from a distance.