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Yang Zijian saw that the time was not early, so he hurriedly stood up and said goodbye to Mr. Lin.

At this time, Mrs. Lin had already gone out to run errands, and only Mr. Lin's youngest daughter, Lin Rong, was sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating apples while watching TV.

When he walked to the door, Mr. Lin held him and said, "Wait a minute, don't be in a hurry to leave, you haven't eaten yet, just eat here with me, Ah Rong, you go and get a double bowl of chopsticks." ”

"No, I'm not hungry." Yang Zijian hurriedly said, he didn't expect his stomach to be angry, and the "cooing" sound was like a frog's roar, which made his face flush with shame. I couldn't help it, I thought hard about countermeasures last night, and I silently reviewed thousands of poems of all kinds, and in the morning I was nervous and nervous, and I consumed a lot of calories.

Teacher Lin and Lin Rong laughed together.

Lin Rong is a thirteen-year-old girl in the second year of junior high school, she pushed Yang Zijian to sit on the edge of the dining table, and said generously: "Look at you like this, let's supplement your nutrition, I heard you talking to your father, you are really amazing, you can memorize so many poems, and you can write articles to publish in the newspaper, it's amazing!" ”

As he spoke, he went into the kitchen and took out clean dishes and chopsticks.

Yang Zijian thought about it, the elder gave it, and he didn't dare to resign, and this was also the moment to get closer to Teacher Lin. He sat down with some restraint on his face, but behaved generously, and then gulped down his breakfast.

Mr. Lin's home-cooked food is still quite rich, porridge, steamed buns, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, assorted vegetables, pickles, dried fish, etc., originally half of them were left, but they were emptied by Yang Zijian.

Teacher Lin sat on the sofa in the living room and smoked, sometimes thinking, sometimes watching the silhouette of the students eating. He felt that he was very lucky to have met a genius, and he was thinking about how to train him, how to make a name for himself in essay competitions in the city, province and even in the country - for a teacher, cultivating an excellent student is not only his duty, but also his honor and life value.

He was treated differently because of Yang Zijian's talent, but this is a matter of course, excellent students must always focus on training, which has nothing to do with snobbery or anything.

After eating, Yang Zijian said goodbye to Mr. Lin's father and daughter with gratitude, and after walking downstairs, he found that Mr. Lin did not ask about the "ordinary composition", and the excuse he made was useless. The psychological mechanism of human beings is sometimes so strange, when Lin Kechun thinks that Yang Zijian is garbage, everything about him is garbage, and the few advantages are just coincidences; But when he thinks that Yang Zijian is a piece of treasure jade, the only flaw will be automatically erased for you.

In order to save himself, Yang Zijian made preparations for a night, and he thoroughly analyzed Mr. Lin's character of being rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, and pure in heart. He believes that only by gaining the sympathy and trust of Mr. Lin can he gain the understanding and support of the entire Nanjian No. 1 Middle School.

"Forget it," Yang Zijian shrugged and muttered to himself. He finally understood that teachers care about students after all, and in the teacher's heart, any student is worth saving. And when he wrongs a student, the teacher will often help him and protect him with greater love.

Inexplicably, Yang Zijian remembered a famous sentence in "Flower Season and Rainy Season": "How can a teacher beat a student?" ”

Now I understand that students are born in a position of being loved and have an innate advantage to win.

At this time, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, and Yang Zijian stayed at Teacher Lin's house for an hour.

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, he was baptized by the hot eyes of more than a dozen classmates.

Xie Xiaoqin, Lin Yi, Fan Long, Tang Weiquan and other roommates came over with different expressions and asked, "How is it?" ”

Yang Zijian smiled: "It's okay......"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yun ran over in a hurry, slapped Yang Zijian's desk angrily and said, "I heard a teacher in the teaching and research department say that the poems you published are plagiarized? What the hell is going on! ”

The fifty-four students in the class fell silent, as if time had stood still, and all looked this way.

Yang Zijian hurriedly stood up and defended loudly: "This is a misunderstanding, some teachers don't believe that I wrote it, so they mistakenly think that I plagiarized." I have explained it clearly to Mr. Lin just now, and he also believes that it was my original. And Mr. Lin also told me that another set of prose poems in praise of Nanjian No. 1 Middle School, "The Scenery of School", has just been published in Nanjian Youth Daily. Mr. Lin was very happy and invited me to eat at his house! ”

Wow, it's published again, and it's also about the school of Nanjian No. 1 Middle School, so it's impossible to plagiarize!

The class was a sensation.

Lin Yi immediately loudly supported his fellow table and said: "Yang Zijian has been writing non-stop last week, his hands are swollen, I watched it with my own eyes on the side, there was no plagiarism at all, and he also taught me how to write poetry, I have made records, very useful!" ”

Xie Xiaoqin was also indignant: "Zijian is like Lu Xun, relying on manuscript fees to support himself, his family is very miserable now, the house was smashed by usury, and his younger brothers and sisters walked from the town to the city to find Zijian, and they almost asked for ......food."

Yang Zijian hurriedly grabbed Xiao Qin and said: "Don't say it, it's not a usury - my family's business, don't talk about it!" ”

However, the night before yesterday's self-study, many classmates saw Yang Zijian's younger siblings, and immediately told Yang Zijian's family about the situation, saying that it was a miserable, almost ruined family, and even the squad leader Wang Yu immediately wanted to launch a fund, but Yang Zijian stopped him-

"Please, class leader, I now have more than 100 yuan for just two manuscript fees, and I have sent more than a dozen places, I may have an income of 200 yuan this month, which is equivalent to the salary of an ordinary worker, you mobilize donations, isn't this a slap in my face? Anyway, I'm absolutely against donating to me! Lin Zijian shouted, he was very afraid of what kind of donation he would come up with!

Wang Yu saw that Yang Zijian was anxious to refuse, thinking that although he was a student now, he already had a means of making a living, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay then." Remember, we are a big family, if you have a problem, just let us know, and we will solve the problem together. ”

Yang Zijian breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Okay, as long as you don't don't make donations!" ”

Wang Yun squeezed up, smiling and blushing, and said embarrassedly: "Yang Zijian, I'm sorry, I wronged you." ”

Yang Zijian shrugged and said, "Forget it, I've been wronged a lot, and I'm already immune." ”

Wang Yun listened to his tone, as if he still had some resentment, and was about to explain again, but he didn't know what to do, he had already apologized, did he still have to kneel, what a stingy boy! She stood beside her for a moment, touching her smooth chin and thinking.