152 warm memories

Two monsters are in the same school with a whip, one of them is too high to be cold, and one of them hates iron but not steel. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In my memory, when Mr. Asano was lecturing to two students, a figure suddenly appeared from behind, and a ruler swung at Asano, but Mr. Asano waved his hand back and caught it steadily.

"Ikeda-san, did you beat me today?" Mr. Asano smiled and looked back at the boy in front of him with a confused face, "Come, say okay, be a good boy today, study hard." ”

"Damn." Ikeda casually put the ruler on his shoulder, "Asano-sensei is still like a monster." ”

"I say, Mr. Asano." Ikeda didn't have much rebuttal after losing the bet, but looked at the man in front of him curiously, "Why did you rent a ruined school building on this kind of mountain to open a cram school in the first place?" ”

"You graduated from a first-class university abroad and got a great qualification." A girl looks at Asano-sensei, with little stars in her eyes.

"It feels like a waste of your talents and money." Another little boy with glasses also spoke, "And climbing the mountain is a waste of physical strength." ”

"There's no waste in this world, Nagai-san." Mr. Asano said gently, "This trail is a good way to improve your lack of physical strength. ”

"What about money? This cram school is a loss, right? The girl spoke again.

"Don't worry, Sen-san." Mr. Asano waved his hand, "The deficit is covered by the profits from my stock investments. Because I have talent, I can make money by speculating in stocks casually. The chairman said proudly and took out his wallet.

"I made about 500,000 yuan this month!" He gestured to everyone with his bulging wallet.

"Perfect Superman!" Everyone said with admiration.

"The teacher is perfect, but he is an educational freak." Ikeda was a little dissatisfied: "What do you want to teach us with such dedication?" ”

"It's easy." Mr. Asano raised his hand, "As long as you become a good student." ”

"However, the standard of 'good' is different for everyone, for Ikeda-san, for Ikeda-san, for Mori-san, for shrewd and capable, for Nagai-san, for serious and diligent, but in order to develop everyone's strengths, as a teacher, I must know all the good, and I am only out of necessity to become perfect."

"Uhhhh

The start of the cram school was very smooth. The three of them were the first students to be remembered. In the deep mountains where there is no noise, they fully cultivate their respective advantages, and that is the ideal education that my heart desires.

"It hurts." In the sun, Nagai collapsed in the grass, but Ikeda caught the flying basketball.

"Hey, I've warned you, you might as well hide." Ikeda is still a little dissatisfied, "It's really clumsy. ”

"You'll play this one as soon as cram school is over, you rough guy." Sen couldn't stand it anymore and said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm going to be a basketball player!" Ikeda said nonchalantly, and in a casual way, the basketball shook a few times in his hand, "I don't understand you nerd." ”

"Ikeda-san!" At this moment, a gust of wind sounded, and a familiar voice sounded, and in the blink of an eye, it snatched the ball from Ikeda's hand, "Nice dream." That's with me. Let's go one-on-one! Asano-sensei said, and came a beautiful backhand slam dunk.

"Let's have a game!" Mr. Asano said to Ikeda with a smile.

"Uh," Ikeda was embarrassed, "how could I have won against Perfect Superman!" ”

"Indeed." Mr. Asano was noncommittal, "I have the strength that you don't have. As he spoke, he threw the basketball into Ikeda's hand.

"In the same way, no one else will have your merits." Mr. Asano's voice continued.

"Oh." After thinking about it, Ikeda lowered his head, "I'm sorry, Nagai. ”

"Well, it doesn't matter." Nagai said indifferently,

Everyone has shortcomings, and in order to make them successful in the future, I tried my best to think and teach in order to make the most of their strengths in this society, and before I knew it, a year had passed. The students followed me here.

"What is this?" Looking at a golden leaf medallion in his hand, Mr. Asano had some surprises.

"Tie needles in the shape of leaves." Sen explained.

"We all pooled our money together to buy it." Ikeda pretended not to care, his hands behind his head, "Although it may not be as much as a fraction of what you can make from trading stocks." ”

"Hmm." Mr. Asano agreed, "Indeed, I also earned 7 million yesterday. ”

"The teacher is really good at drying." The three were speechless.

"But I'm happy." Mr. Asano laughed.

"Hey, everybody's been admitted to the high school of their choice." Ikeda gave himself a thumbs up.

"It's all Asano-sensei's work." Sen said humbly.

"When I grow up, I'll be a good guy and I'll see you again." Ikeda said happily.

"Hmm." Mr. Asano smiled softly and nodded.

Enough is enough, they really grow into "good students".

Immediately, he tightly grasped the tie pin in his hand.

Looking at my experience and achievements, more parents have given their children to me. Three years later, cram school is thriving.

"Toot beet...", the phone rang, and it was Ikeda-san.

"Oh? I haven't been in touch for three years. Mr. Asano thought about it and answered the phone.

"Ikeda-san, long time no see."

"Long time no see, teacher." The other party's voice was still full of vitality, "Your cram school is booming!" ”

"Sort of, what's the matter with me all of a sudden?" Communicating with his own students made Mr. Asano's heart much happier.

"Ah, it's okay, I just wanted to ask how you're doing." Leaning diagonally on the Tokyo Bridge, Ikeda asked with a smile.

"I'm the same as before." Mr. Asano asked with concern, "You are, you didn't make trouble for others by being naughty, were you?" ”

"How is that possible?" Ikeda laughed, "I did what you taught, and I worked hard to become the person I wanted." ”

"You seem to be busy, then I'll call you later. Next time, treat me to a delicious meal with the investment money! hanged", and at this time, Mr. Asano, who was on the rise, didn't notice that the other party's voice was a little wrong. And the tone is also a lot faster.

"Really." Mr. Asano smiled and put away the phone, but thought silently in his heart.

I'm going to his neighborhood next week, so I'll stop by and see him.

Mr. Asano raised his head slightly and looked into the distance, his eyes full of hope. What he won't know is what kind of disaster awaits him. (To be continued.) )