"Okay, okay, I said, I said it's not okay?" Teacher Li was really grinded out, and finally confided the truth, "That guy Lao Zhao was transferred to burlesque half a month ago, but he couldn't let go of this in his heart, plus he had been in poor health before, so he retired from illness, and now, he has gone home to rest." ”

"How is this possible?" Peng Hui asked in surprise, "Hasn't the teacher's health always been good?"

"Heart disease, at his age, he has heart disease, and he basically has half a life. Teacher Li explained helplessly.

Peng Hui stopped talking.

"Well, here's the address, if you're going, say hello to me. Teacher Li tore off a page at random, wrote down an address, and handed it to Peng Hui.

After Peng Hui thanked him, he left in a hurry.

Looking at Peng Hui's back, Mr. Li sighed with emotion.

"How come I haven't met such a student?"

After buying two catties of fruit, Peng Hui finally came to Zhao Feng's house after several twists and turns.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by a middle-aged woman with an indifferent face.

"I'm Peng Hui, a student of Teacher Zhao, and I heard that the teacher was sick, so I came to take a look. Peng Hui took the initiative to speak.

As soon as she heard that it was Zhao Feng's student, the middle-aged woman's expression immediately became closer.

"Yo, Peng Hui, right? Fast forward, fast forward, Lao Zhao has always been thinking about you. ”

"Teacher Zhao, I'm here. Peng Hui entered the door and spoke.

However, as soon as he entered the door, a pungent smell of Chinese medicine greeted him, almost smoking Peng Hui on his head.

A sense of foreboding flashed through my heart.

And when he saw Zhao Feng, his face changed suddenly!

A month ago, Zhao Feng in Peng Hui's impression was a burly and strong man, but at this moment, Zhao Feng who appeared in front of him was just an old man in a wheelchair.

This is just a month's contrast, and it's really shocking!

"Teacher, you're ......?"

"Oh, it's Peng Peng......" Seeing Peng Hui, Zhao Feng squeezed out a gentle smile and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"Teacher, what are you...... What's wrong?"

"I was so angry that I had a stroke. The master sighed on the side.

"Can that be treated?" Peng Hui asked.

My wife was silent.

"Is it because of the money?" Peng Hui asked.

"The difference in medical expenses is tens of thousands of yuan......"

"Gui Zhi!" Zhao Feng scolded.

Peng Hui hurriedly took out his wallet from his coat pocket, took out a bank card and stuffed it into his wife's hand, and said to his wife: "There are 100,000 yuan in this card, take it to help the teacher treat the disease first! Don't delay the treatment!"

"Huh...... This ......" didn't seem to expect at all that Peng Hui actually handed over a bank card of 100,000 yuan, and his wife looked frightened and looked at Zhao Feng as if asking for help.

Zhao Feng was also stunned, as if he didn't expect that Peng Hui would be able to take out 100,000 yuan at once.

But after coming back to his senses, he immediately scolded: "You take this money back! I can't ask for it!"

"You are my teacher, what can't you want?" Peng Hui said dissatisfiedly.

"I've only taught you for a year......"

"One day as a teacher and a father for life!" Peng Hui said solemnly: "Besides, it's not about spending money indiscriminately, it's for curing!"

"But I can't pay it back, I'm sick and retired, and I don't even have my salary, you ...... money"

"I'll talk about it when you're free. Peng Hui said: "Go for treatment first, don't delay the condition." Peng Hui said, and said to his wife: "Master, help me first, let's send the teacher to the hospital for treatment first, and then talk about everything after the treatment." ”

As he spoke, he had already started to contact the nearby hospital.

Although he tried his best to stop it, in the end Zhao Feng was sent to the ambulance.

In the next few days, Zhao Feng was being treated, and Peng Hui and his wife took turns to stay by the bedside, waiting for the treatment to end.

Thankfully, after three or four days, the treatment was finally over.

Although he still can't stand up for the time being, Zhao Feng's mental state has improved a lot.

It was only at this time that Peng Hui asked about the real cause of Zhao Feng's stroke.

"Teacher, how did you get a stroke, can you tell me now?" asked Peng Hui.

Zhao Feng smiled bitterly, knowing that he couldn't hide from this day, he hesitated, and still told Peng Hui.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is very simple.

Over the years, Zhao Feng has always been working against a vice principal with real power because he has not been able to let go of the puppet performance department.

However, in recent years, the puppet show has not been able to recruit students, and Peng Hui has become the only remaining seedling.

As a result, not only does the puppet show classroom have to be shared with other majors, but there is not even an ordinary classroom of its own.

In the words of the vice principal, there is no one anyway, and there is a shortage of teaching materials, so let Zhao Feng sacrifice it.

Before, because he really couldn't recruit any students, even if Zhao Feng was dissatisfied, he could only endure this breath.

Now, when he finally met Peng Hui, Zhao Feng naturally treated him kindly.

This is also the reason why the relationship between the master and apprentice is so close.

But all this does not stop the fact that the puppet show system is in decline.

And this year, the old principal retired, and the vice principal with real power went up all of a sudden, and Zhao Feng's life was sad.

First of all, he was transferred out of the puppet performance department.

This didn't say, after all, no matter how dissatisfied Zhao Feng was, it was impossible for the school to waste teacher resources because of this.

The dissolution of the puppet performance department became inevitable.

This was nothing, and Zhao Feng had already been mentally prepared.

But the point is, when it comes to the real student allocation, there is a problem!

The current principal, on the grounds that Peng Hui was not a regular admission channel to enter the play, actually wanted to expel Peng Hui!

In this way, Zhao Feng naturally couldn't sit idly by and go directly to reason with the principal.

Although Peng Hui was finally allowed to stay, he was also choked by the principal.

When I got home, I had a stroke.

When he heard that Zhao Feng was so angry that he had a stroke because of himself, Peng Hui felt extremely guilty.

"Teacher...... I'm sorry......," Peng Hui said in a choked voice.

"Okay, okay, isn't it cured now?" Zhao Feng patted Peng Hui's hand with a smile and said softly: "A big man, what kind of horse pee? Hurry up, hold it back!"

"Hey, teacher, your Northeast dialect is getting less and less like it. Peng Hui wiped the corners of his eyes and joked with a smile.

"Fuck off!

"Cut-" Peng Hui finally burst into tears and laughed.

"Okay, after talking so much about me, let's talk about yours, what's the matter with your 100,000 yuan?" Zhao Feng changed the topic with a smile.

"Didn't I always think about promoting puppet shows? I just wanted to make something to promote puppet shows, and then I thought about singing, but you know, I didn't know anything, so I went to learn lyrics and composition, and by chance I wrote a song, and when I sang it in the live broadcast room, it was uploaded to the Internet, and then the song became popular, and I made a little money. ”