Chapter Seventy-One: The Class Teacher
I couldn't sleep well after two bites of dinner, so I went out of the house under the pretext of going out to buy some pens and notebooks. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It was half past seven, and it was still early, but it was dim, and it had not yet darkened.
After I bought the notebook, I didn't really want to go home, so I rode the tram around the first and third ring roads, going back and forth, walking the roads I hadn't walked before, and meeting people I had never met before.
Before I knew it, my mood was much better.
Soon, the lights came down, and I thought it was time to go home, otherwise the third grandfather would be worried.
My third grandfather's house is in the west of the city, and I am now in the first ring of the city center, if I want to go home, I have to go west to the west first ring road, and then go north, and if you go north, you will pass by our school, and you will also pass by the small forest.
As I passed by the grove, I deliberately stopped for a while, pushing the cart slowly outside the fence, looking intently into the woods.
The wind is very cool, the night is very quiet, because the terrain is remote, so even if it is very cool in summer, there are not many old people who come here to dance square dances, so the whole road will be very quiet at night.
Of course, I was covered in hair when I walked here alone, but fortunately, after experiencing these incidents, my psychological endurance was much stronger, and all I thought in my heart was "soldiers will block, water will cover the earth." ā
It's just that I'm out there tonight, so nothing can happen to me.
I thought, walking.
After walking for a while, I suddenly felt a little chill in my back, and I couldn't help but shrink my neck, but suddenly, the evil qi behind me was like a spark in the oil field, and it burned up!
I subconsciously turned around suddenly, only to see a black shadow at the school gate not far away, which quickly disappeared into the darkness.
I hurriedly threw down the car and ran towards the school gate, but when I ran there panting, I saw that the gate was closed and there was no figure.
Looking in through the window, it seems that only Uncle Li is watching TV happily, and the duty room is less than ten square meters of land in total, and it can be seen clearly at a glance, but I think it must not be Uncle Li who will have murderous intent towards me, otherwise why didn't I feel it last time I saw him? Moreover, the third grandfather said that the sensitivity of evil qi is extremely strong, as long as you pay attention to people or things once, you will always remember it in the future.
So it's definitely not Uncle Li.
I went back and forth to take a look, a big road, empty, only a two-yuan car from time to time, could it be someone from the school?
This is the only way to go.
I just wanted to ask Uncle Li who had been here just now, when suddenly two people came out of the school, and their voices were quite familiar.
I looked at it curiously, it turned out to be our homeroom teacher, and there was another one I didn't know, but it seemed that the two of them were quite familiar, and when I walked to the door, the man suddenly touched his pocket, as if he had forgotten what he was carrying, and after saying a few words to the homeroom teacher, he hurriedly ran back.
Our homeroom teacher is a man in his thirties, surnamed Zhang, not very tall, looking quite kind, teaching us Chinese, I heard that it is very powerful, and has won the national outstanding teacher medal.
Lao Ban saw me at a glance when he came out, and asked in a daze, "What are you doing here?" Aren't you home? ā
I was a little embarrassed, so I scratched my head and said, "I just went to the street to buy some notebooks and pens, and when I passed by the school, I walked a little slower." ā
The old class said "oh", smiled, and said, "Then hurry home, although it is said that day students don't have to study in the morning, you also get up early to preview your homework, I heard that your foundation was still good before, if it weren't for ......"
The old class hurriedly stopped and looked at me apologetically.
Alas, there is no impermeable wall in the world! I just hope that the old class will stop being like my homeroom teacher in junior high school.
I smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay, teacher, I'm used to it." ā
The head teacher suddenly took two quick steps towards me, touched my head, and looked sad: "When this kind of thing happens, there is no way, and it must have suffered a lot by being so rumored, now everyone knows the truth, and they are all regretting what happened that day, and they know that you still don't want to live in school because of that day, everyone regrets it,"
"I've been mobilized in the class, no one will dare to say that you are not a word in the future, the classmates in our class will not let him go in the first place, you think about it, the most difficult times have come, now these are all small things, right? Don't think too much, we'll be a family in the future! ā
I nodded my head again and again, but the more I listened, the more wrong it became. W-what does this mean? Do you know the truth? What truth? Why didn't I know that this tirade of the old class completely confused me, and the whole class regretted it?
Seeing that I lowered my head and didn't speak, Lao Ban sighed and said, "Alas, a little child, I have experienced so much, it is too distressing. ā
Although I didn't understand it before, the head teacher's words almost made me cry.
It was the first time since that incident that I received comfort from outsiders.
I have always had very low tears, but now I am naturally in tears, and I said to the old class: "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely study hard!" ā
Lao Ban touched my head, nodded affirmatively, and said, "Teacher believes in you, you have to remember that it is these painful experiences that make you stronger!" And it will become a stepping stone for your future life path, helping you to go further and further. ā
After that, he looked at me deeply and said, "Only extraordinary people will have an extraordinary life, so the teacher thinks you must not be a child who is willing to be mediocre, right?" ā
I'm almost in tears, okay?
Before that, I had always been a confused and helpless entanglement, not knowing what I was, whether I was a human or a ghost, panicking about my identity, and not knowing where to go.
But now, I feel that all of a sudden I have power, yes, since I was a child, I dreamed of having a different life, and I don't want to be resigned to mediocrity.
Isn't that how I live now?
So what's there to worry about?
I've been saying 'the soldiers are coming, the water is coming', but often, I can't really do that.
I nodded vigorously, and the old class was also very moved, took out a tissue and handed it to me, comforted me a few words, and told me to hurry home.
Looking at the figure of him leaving, my whole body was filled with this warm current.
He was a wonderful teacher, and I have never forgotten him until now, and his image in my heart has always been clear, radiating light all around me, and comforting again and again inspired me to be lost and fearful when I walked alone in the dark.
I have been in school for 20 years in my life, I have experienced many teachers, and I have to say that teachers are the people who have the greatest influence on students, and I am most grateful to this teacher.