Volume 1 The third day of the new year Chapter 2 The spring silk is exhausted, and the wax torch turns to ashes
An Zishan's Shanyang Junior High School is not large, and it is the only junior high school in Shanyang Township, with a four-year system.
After graduating from the fifth grade of primary school, students will enter junior high school for four years of study, which is the complete nine-year compulsory education.
At that time, Lianshan County still implemented the nine-year compulsory education of the 'May Fourth System', and it is not clear when it was changed to the 'Six-Three System' An Zishan.
There are only two four-story teaching buildings in Shanyang Junior High School, the others are bungalows, there is a small canteen on the campus for teachers to eat, and several rows of large tiled houses are student dormitories, with an average of 20-30 students in each dormitory.
A relatively simple reading room, of course, is also a bungalow, and the rest is basic teaching facilities, such as a chemistry laboratory.
Walking on the road to the office of the language group, looking at Mr. Wen in front of him, An Zishan was not nervous.
is also that in the eyes of an adult who has experienced more than 30 years of ups and downs, it is not much of a fault to make a small action in class, and there is no junior high school student who is about to face the awe and nervousness of the teacher's reprimand, and Wen Min is not as old as him in his previous life.
In his previous life, thinking of this word, An Zishan's face became dull, and he didn't know why he was reborn.
But he is grateful for this rebirth, which gave him the opportunity to start all over again, and also gave him the opportunity to escape from reality.
In his previous life, he was the owner of a business, a small and small enterprise, and he started a business from scratch for five years with hard work, and he had a little bit of success.
However, when the company was facing difficulties and An Zishan was exhausted, his wife Li Fangping chose to divorce.
The reason is that it is not the life she wants, An Zishan is busy all day without company, An Zishan sleeps all night, and she also sleeps restlessly.
She said that this is not the life she wants, she doesn't care how much money she has to spend, what she cares about is companionship, and it is a life where the two of them can go to the vegetable market together after work to buy vegetables, cook together, and walk together after eating.
He smiled bitterly, still remembering that when she was not married, she said, "If you don't buy a house, you won't get married." β
However, An Zishan's parents are only poor farmers, and An Zishan has an older brother, so how can his parents have the money to buy him a house.
So An Zishan chose to start his own business, and since then he has embarked on the road of day and night, and he is worried and sleepless.
In the end, through his own hard work, hard work and persistence, An Zishan bought his own house in Zhaoshi and bought an Audi car without spending a penny on his parents.
However, now that she says that what she wants is companionship, An Zishan is helpless.
He is just an ordinary person, from a humble background, and he may be able to achieve some results because of luck, or maybe he works hard enough, but he still can't balance material and life and coexist in harmony.
At her insistence, they divorced.
At his insistence, all the property was given to her.
Along the way, they have been in love for nearly ten years and married for nearly five years, and he feels sorry for her and pities her.
However, along the way of life, there are many people who are strange when they walk, and their original intention is not there.
It's not anyone's fault, it's just that it's not enough love.
An Zishan looked at the still familiar campus, and the past events in his memory emerged at the same time, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and his face was extremely complicated.
Suddenly, there is a kind of fantasy magnificence like watching a fantasy blockbuster.
I remember that in 2000, when the state promulgated the policy of merging townships and towns, Shanyang Township was merged into Hongze Township, and the alma mater junior high school was also demolished and merged into a junior high school in Lianshan County.
It's a pity that An Zishan was in high school at that time, and when his career was beginning to succeed, when he went home once, he felt something and drove back to visit his alma mater and teachers.
However, I found that the school had been demolished, leaving only the general outline and a familiar school gate, which was a little relieved.
The office of the language group is in a row of bungalows more than 200 meters in front of the teaching building, and the bungalows in the north refer to the red brick houses, which are made of bricks with walls and roofs.
The roofs of brick houses are supported by triangular structures, and tripods are often made of the trunks of common trees (elms, locust trees, poplars, etc.).
The office of the language group is located in the easternmost part of this row of bungalows, about eighty or ninety square meters.
"Report!"
An Zishan walked to the door of the office where Mr. Wen was, and was about to push the door in, when he suddenly thought of something, stopped suddenly, knocked on the door and shouted.
I almost forgot that I was just a junior high school student now, An Zishan thought with an embarrassed face.
"Come in. β
I don't know which teacher's voice it is, anyway, it's not Teacher Wen, An Zishan pushed the door in when he heard the voice.
There were still three teachers in the office, An Zishan glanced around, the other teachers didn't look up, and he didn't know him.
It's been so many years since I graduated from junior high school, and I can still remember that Wen Min was all made by a string of paper cranes, and other teachers really can't remember their names if they don't have special events.
So he walked straight to Mr. Wen's desk and stood still.
"Ann ......"
"Teacher Wen, I'm sorry I was wrong, I shouldn't have folded thousands of paper cranes in class, please believe me, I will correct my mistakes, I will study hard, and live up to your expectations. β
Before An Zishan could finish speaking, he admitted his mistake in a very sincere tone like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.
On the way, he has already typed the draft, which is the basic skill of an adult, but whenever he needs to speak, as long as he is prepared, he will have a draft.
After speaking, An Zishan was confident, but looked at Teacher Wen with a guilty face, waiting for the teacher's 'amnesty'.
According to An Zishan's estimation, after he finished speaking, the 'teaching whip' in the teacher's hand would eventually be raised high but gently fallen.
Of course, these words are also the heartfelt words of An Zishan, who has lived a lifetime, otherwise the flamboyant prevarication is not stupid, how can he not distinguish clearly.
Being able to live a new life and study hard is a long-standing thought in his heart.
After all, after experiencing all kinds of hardships and pains in his previous life, and the bitterness of starting a business from scratch, he concluded that the school he attended in college was really important.
In his previous life, he was admitted to a second-rate university, and there was no good foundation at all.
However, well-known first-class universities such as 985 and 211 are completely different from each other in terms of the starting point of students' graduation salaries, networks, circle of friends, and breadth and breadth of perspectives.
The foundation is different, the starting point is different, the difficulty and height of the climb are completely different, of course, it is not excluded that the child of destiny, born from the grassroots, stands at the peak of the world.
But people are self-aware, An Zishan has never dared to be so naΓ―ve, only occasionally YY.
Teacher Wen looked at An Zishan dumbfounded, completely blinded by his call.
It took a long time to come back to his senses, clear his throat and say, "An Zishan, it's good that you can recognize your mistakes and take the initiative to admit it, the teacher is very happy for you." β
"Junior high school Chinese is the time to lay the foundation, and it is particularly important to connect the previous and the next at the whole learning stage. β
"If you don't study hard at this time, it will be difficult to catch up in high school, and the more you fall behind, the more tired you will be in the later studies, and it will be difficult for you to be admitted to an ideal university in the future. β
As he spoke, Teacher Wen laughed, perhaps relieved that he could make a naughty student lose his way, and paused to continue: "The problem of your Chinese grades mainly occurs in your composition, and your understanding of ancient poems and articles is good. β
"The grammatical structure is also very well mastered, but the composition is too much of a hindrance. After I took over your class, I read the papers of all the students in your class in the third semester of junior high school, and you only got 9 out of 50 points for the 100 questions. β
An Zishan's face turned red, and he pursed the corners of his mouth, embarrassed.
This black history, no one knows about it after junior high school, because it's embarrassing, it's too embarrassing, and the essay is 9 points, which is unbelievable.
If it were known by the high school classmates and teachers of the year that the students who were read out in the class every time they were in Chinese class only scored 9 points in their essays in junior high school, they would probably drop a lot of jaws.
If known to his classmates and teachers in the university in his previous life, An Zishan, who was known as a talented person in the Chinese department, wrote articles and poems and distributed them all over a bunch of well-known newspapers and magazines.
When I was in junior high school, I only scored 9 points in my essay, and I can't imagine what kind of heavy news this is and what kind of turbulent waves it will set off.
Thinking of this, An Zishan looked at Teacher Wen's eyes with respect, without this teacher's spring silkworms, the wax torch would not have countless glory in the future.
What a bastard, he thought of himself in his previous life.
I didn't remember Mr. Wen's hard work at all, but only deeply remembered the humiliation he gave.
The string of paper cranes was like a shackle that bound his open-minded mind and the eyes that should have been clear and wise.
At this time, I remembered the gentle voice of Mr. Wen: "The proposition method and the method of constructing the composition outline I told you last time, how did you learn, and in addition to choosing words and sentences, you should read more books and develop a good habit of making reading notes." β
"Some beautiful words and phrases, record them, keep them in your heart, when you store enough vocabulary and beautiful words, and slowly you will learn to use and combine them flexibly, and you will definitely be able to change the status quo of the composition that is dragging its feet......"
Looking at Mr. Wen sitting behind the desk in front of him, with a young and beautiful face, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a relaxed ponytail tied behind his head, he looked at himself with concern and taught him earnestly.
The corners of An Zishan's inexplicable eyes were a little moist, and he was glad that he had been able to meet such a good teacher, and he was moved by such a dedicated teacher.
"Thank you, Mr. Wen, for your teachings!"
An Zishan bowed deeply to Teacher Wen, sincere and sincere.
"What the teacher taught me is deeply engraved in my mind, and I think I have understood the teacher's teachings. β
Yes, if I hadn't understood your teachings, I wouldn't have had a great literary talent in my previous life.
An Zishan saw that Mr. Wen's eyes were slightly red when he bowed, and somehow, could it be that he was moved by himself.
Am I so obedient, well-behaved and able to speak students is not too rare, An Zishan speculated.
"Then the teacher will rest assured, if you don't understand, you can ask the teacher again, there are essay questions in next week's quiz, the teacher wants to see your results, it's okay, you go back to study." β
Teacher Wen lowered his head slightly, avoided An Zishan's direct gaze, shook his hand, and whispered to An Zishan.
I was almost moved to cry, it's good to be able to be understood by the students, but this can't be seen by the students, Wen Min thought to himself, but what the student said sounded so comfortable.
"Yes, I will not disappoint the teacher, goodbye to Mr. Wen. β
An Zishan is a little into the play, and throws out a bunch of clichΓ©s, which he was not like this before.
He didn't know what prompted him to say these words, maybe it was because the mood of rebirth was not yet calm, or maybe it was the true feelings.
An Zishan turned around and gently pushed the door open, walked out, and just closed the door when he heard the voices of other teachers inside.
"Teacher Wen, you are a very sensible, polite, and very good talker. A voice that was clearly a male teacher chuckled.
"Well, I don't know what's wrong today, this kid is suddenly so sensible, I was almost moved to cry, I said him a few times before, his temper is very stubborn, and the change is not very big, today this child said that it seems that he has suddenly grown up, I am blind. β
Teacher Wen's voice floated out gently, and there was a slight smile hidden in it.
An Zishan stood at the door of the office and grinned, Teacher Wen, you are really wise, didn't I suddenly grow up, and there was a soul in my thirties in my teenage body.
However, this is not a problem, there are many mature children, and An Zishan doesn't care too much, but there are some details that he really needs to pay attention to, he thought.
I remember that my eldest brother once said to him in my previous life that a person will mature one day, will have an epiphany, and will understand, sooner or later.
Fortunately, I realized it very early in this life, and there is still a lot of time.