For some reason, Huang Cheng cut his long hair into an inch that was close to a bald head, and swept away the image of being always full of greasy and long hair and sloppy before, Huang Cheng suddenly became refreshing and clean, and his handsome facial features became clear and clear, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and a resolute contour. It's a pity that the deep eye sockets and the always slightly frowning brow give people the impression that they are always so cynical and unapproachable.

Half a month after the start of school, as the head teacher, Mr. Zeng has used the weekend to do a comprehensive home visit to several poor students in the class, but Huang Cheng's family Teacher Zeng has been hesitant, one is because Huang Cheng's father is not here, and the other is that Huang Cheng is suspicious of Teacher Zeng for letting him repeat the grade, and does not want the conflict between the two to further deepen, Teacher Zeng entrusted his daughter to go to Huang Cheng's house instead of him, and saw what was the reason for Huang Cheng to sleep in class every day and not complete his homework well.

On this weekend, Zeng Bixian came to the vicinity of Xiangyang Cinema to look for Huang Cheng's home with a note written on it after work, but she didn't know if the address was unknown or she was a road idiot, so she couldn't find where the staff dormitory of Xiangyang Cinema was, and when she was annoyed, she suddenly saw the first year of high school (2) Huang Lihua, a member of the study committee of the class, and several classmates seemed to come to the cinema to watch a movie, as if they saw a life-saving straw, Zeng Bixian walked over, fortunately, one of the classmates had been to Huang Cheng's house, under the leadership of Huang Lihua and this classmate, a group of three people came to the back of the Xiangyang Cinema, through a dark bridge hole and then came to a row of dilapidated courtyard walls, this wall is lined up with several rows of dilapidated bungalows with gray walls and black tiles, and the ditch in front of the house emits an unpleasant smell, except for the faint yellow light from the public toilet in the distance, and the surroundings are pitch black, and there is not even a street lamp。

In this quiet and terrifying environment, the three of them walked in fear, Huang Cheng's home was hidden at the end of the last row of bungalows, the light from the window of his house proved that there were people in the house, Zeng Bixian was secretly happy, and suddenly out of nowhere the intermittent piano sound scared the three of them, Huang Lihua and the classmate resolutely did not go forward, Zeng Bixian and the two classmates said goodbye and personally knocked on the mottled wooden door, and after a while, an old man with a bun and a cardigan opened the door for Zeng Bixian, and heard Zeng Bixian introduce that it was Huang Cheng's teacher, and the old man politely welcomed the beautiful girl in front of him into the house。

As soon as Zeng Bixian walked into the room, she smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, probably because of the smell left over from the long-term brewing of traditional Chinese medicine at home, the furnishings in the room were very simple, tables, chairs, benches, wooden sofas, coffee tables, awards on the wall, star posters, photo frames, and the most unexpected thing was that there was an old black upright piano in a corner of the living room, and I saw a slender middle-aged woman sitting on a wooden bench in front of the piano with her back to her, skillfully performing Bach's "Song of G Strings" with fingering skills Zeng Bixian, who had studied piano for several years at the request of her mother in junior high school, found that there was a small flaw in the sound of this wonderful music, Zeng Bixian approached the piano and observed carefully, and found that there was a "pull" on the low scale on the left side of the keys The sound doesn't seem to be able to pronounce the sound, which does not affect the enthusiasm of the performer at all, standing aside and listening to the performance silently, Zeng Bixian took a closer look at the woman who should be Huang Cheng's mother, the white and almost transparent skin not only shows a morbid beauty, but also gives people an otherworldly temperament, and the beautiful face gives people a feeling of beauty twilight.

After the end of the song, the woman playing the piano invited Zeng Bixian to sit on the sofa, from the self-introduction just now, she already knew that Zeng Bixian was Huang Cheng's teacher, Huang Cheng's mother introduced herself very politely, it was the first time to see such a temperamental middle-aged woman, Zeng Bixian was a little overwhelmed, and secretly wondered if Huang Cheng's mother had heard that she had a mental illness? But the temperament woman in front of her holds her head high, talks normally, and is generous, not at all like a patient, through the small talk of the two, Zeng Bixian knows that Huang Cheng is not at home tonight, because his father is working far away in Wuhan, and his mother's health is not good, most of the time he is sick in bed or in the hospital, Huang Cheng usually takes care of his diet and daily life at home by his grandmother, but his grandmother's energy is limited, and his eyes are not very good, so Huang Cheng's current behavior is very perverse, no one can control him, Huang Cheng's mother hopes that the teacher will care more about him, Huang Cheng is actually a very sensible and well-behaved child, kind-hearted, afraid that grandma is tired and often helps with housework, The reason why I like to fight and make trouble is because Huang Cheng's parents have a special family background, so that Huang Cheng has been bullied since he was a child, Zeng Bixian listened, listened, although she didn't fully understand what Huang Cheng's mother meant, she seemed to understand a little bit of Huang Cheng's hard work, and couldn't help but feel a sympathy for Huang Cheng from the bottom of her heart.

After staying at Huang Cheng's house for an hour, he still couldn't wait for Huang Cheng to come back, but seeing the pots and pans in the kitchen, and the vegetable leaves and garbage scattered on the ground, Zeng Bixian glanced at her grandmother, who was almost blind, rolled up her sleeves and cleaned the kitchen carefully, although Huang Cheng's mother repeatedly blocked it, Zeng Bixian did a rough job of cleaning at home before getting up to say goodbye, although I didn't meet Huang Cheng tonight, but tomorrow is a rest day, I don't believe you are not at home, Zeng Bixian decided to come again during the day tomorrow, and he must sincerely do Huang Cheng's ideological work, and he can't let him go on like this。

At noon the next day, I happened to meet Huang Lihua who came to the school to find me, Zeng Bixian and Huang Lihua came to Huang Cheng's house together, this time I happened to meet Huang Cheng washing clothes at the door of the house, Zeng Bixian asked Huang Lihua to help buy some food, after lunch at noon, Zeng Bixian has been looking for a chance to talk to Huang Cheng, but Huang Cheng stayed in his room and didn't come out, and after Huang Lihua went home first, Zeng Bixian came to Huang Cheng's room and said frankly,

"Huang Cheng, I came to your home to visit, both as a teacher and as a friend, I am your English teacher, I want to ask you why you are asleep in every English class, are you dissatisfied with my teaching?"

Huang Cheng, who was lying on the bed and rolling his eyelids from the magazine "Aviation Knowledge", replied without raising his eyelids,

"There's no dissatisfaction, not only your classes, I'm sleeping in all classes!"

"What do you do at night, when do you sleep in class and don't do your homework, when are you going to graduate from high school?"

"It doesn't matter to you whether I graduate from high school or not, are you full and have nothing to do, what are you doing at my house?"

"You, you, Huang Cheng, how can you do this?"

Zeng Bixian was so angry that she was speechless for a while, and her eyes began to burst into tears.

"Although I'm just a new teacher, I don't have much experience, I don't have much ability, but I just want to do my job well, you can despise my teaching level, you can ignore my existence, but I can't ignore you, since you are assigned to my class, you are one of the thirty-eight students in my first (2) class of high school, whether you want it or not, I will take care of it!"