"I'm ......" An Luyao looked at Zuo Jue, not knowing what to say. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Back in class, let's go." Zuo Jue took her hand and firmly. They didn't let go until they walked into the classroom.

The rest of the things are like An Luyao's imagination, the head teacher talked a lot in the class meeting.

"Students, most of the students in our class have done well in this exam, and some students have made great progress......

Li Qingchen is the easiest to doze off on such occasions, and after the novel was recently put on the website, it has been updated more than once a day, so as expected, he stayed up late yesterday. The vision in front of him began to blur, his eyelids began to relax, and he was ready to sleep on Zuo Jue's right shoulder.

"Especially Li Qingchen, the progress is really very great." Lao Dong looked at Li Qingchen.

Zuo Jue coughed, "Ahem, cough, cough!" Li Qingchen is still in a state of fog.

"Classmate Li Qingchen!" Lao Dong directly used the lion's roar skill.

He was taken aback and subconsciously stood up, "Here!" Then, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Lao Dong looked at this group of children with some distress, and then sighed leisurely.

"You come to my office after class, and An Luyao. Okay, that's all for today's class meeting, and there's still time for everyone to study on their own. ”

Li Qingchen didn't know what the situation was now, but when he saw An Luyao looking back at him, he wanted to say something, but he wanted to stop talking.

"You stayed up late again yesterday?" Zuo Jue whispered to Li Qingchen and motioned for him to sit down.

"Yes, my novel is at a very important stage now, and I can't finish it without staying up late." Li Qingchen stretched.

An Luyao turned his head and looked at the two of them. "Qingchen, what is the name of the novel you wrote?"

"Uh......" Li Qingchen really blamed himself for being too talkative, if An Luyao knew that he was Zimo who wrote "The Secret of the Passing Years", then he would have to do it!

"It's just writing casually, it's not particularly good, it's nothing." Li Qingchen looked at An Luyao's eyes with sloppy eyes, and said that he was Zimo?

No! Of course not! At least not the best time.

"Oh......" An Luyao didn't delve into it further.

"Have you read the most recent book, though?" An Luyao listened to them talk about the novel and became interested, "It's the Zimo I told you about last time, his book seems to be ......." ”

"Li Qingchen, An Luyao, you two come with me to the office." When Lao Dong packed up his things and was about to leave the senior group, he remembered his two students who were a bit of a headache.

"Oh......" An Luyao reluctantly, "Let's go, Qingchen." ”

"Why were you called over?" On the way, Li Qingchen and An Luyao walked behind the head teacher, whispering.

"What else could it be, I failed the test." An Luyao pouted, his eyes were helpless.

"Aren't you the first in language? Did the others fail the test? Li Qingchen asked her.

"Language ...... What's the use of that, it's the world of mathematics, physics and chemistry now, and what I'm most worried about now is ...... I don't know how to tell my parents and my parents, I'm annoyed. She covered her face, feeling like this was the problem of the century.

"Come in, you two." Lao Dong put down his things and went to the pantry to make himself a cup of hot tea.

Then, there is silence......

The head teacher looked at these two children, these were the two he was most optimistic about in the class, for no other reason, but among so many children, he saw in them his proud protégé, that is, the shadow of Li Qingchen's mother.

Especially An Luyao, although her composition is not as good as Su Qing's, but the composition is the composition, no matter how well she writes, it is only the "Eight Strands of Scholars" that restricts the children's thoughts, there are gorgeous rhetoric, and there is no empty shell of thought, which is also the sadness of education now. However, he saw something unusual in these two children. Especially Li Qingchen's materials and An Luyao's narrative, which is why he is worried about them.

"Do you know why I called you here?" Lao Dong took a sip of tea and smiled at them.

"Yes."

"Understood."

"Oh? Let's talk about it, you two. Now it's Lao Dong's turn to be curious.

"I ...... yesterday"

"You went as a thief yesterday and slept in class? It's not the first time for you, Qingchen, when your mother sent you here before school started, do you remember what you promised, do you remember? The head teacher spoke again.

"I know, but ......"

An Luyao on the side was also very strange about the relationship between the head teacher and Li Qingchen and their family, so she wrote this curiosity directly on her face.

"Alright, you'll talk about that later. Now, Lu Yao, let's talk about you. ”

An Luyao was at a loss for what to do, "I ......"

"The report card is down, and the results are known?"

"Hmm."

"I'm not going around the bush with you two anymore. Lu Yao, you have to do a good job in mathematics, physics and chemistry, especially mathematics, this failure is really unacceptable in the experimental class, and there are transcripts...... I didn't send it. Lao Dong was a little helpless, "This is all sent to your parents' mobile phones by the school newsletter, this ...... I can't help it, your parents should already know the results and rankings. ”

"Ahh An Luyao suddenly felt that her sky had fallen.

"So, you have to communicate more with the classmates around you, and ask if you don't understand. Another thing, I heard that you like to read books very much, so ...... "Lao Dong wants to take something out of the drawer."

"I know, teacher, I won't watch it in the future." An Luyao pulled his head, like a small grass scorched by the scorching sun.

"These ...... To you. The head teacher handedly handed An Luyao a few books that had been selected in advance from his thick booklet. Don't give up on your dreams, the teacher can see that your words can speak. It's just that the current society is really too realistic, and not many people are willing to stop and think about something. ”

"Teacher...... I ...... "An Luyao received several times more accidents today than before.

"You have to pass the college entrance examination first, and then pursue your future. So, I still have to read books, but now I need to focus on my high school homework. ”

"Yes, Lu Yao, if you like ......" Li Qingchen just wanted to say, but was interjected by Lao Dong.

"You stinky boy, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, I sleep in class every day, and I don't know if it will affect the classmates around me."

"Antique, you know me."

An Luyao looked at the pair of teachers and students in front of him, and was a little surprised.

"Lu Yao, Lao Dong is right, if you don't understand. Just ask me. ”

"That's right, there is also the fact that you can usually communicate and write, what you don't understand, or some small things that you have written recently, you can directly take it, and I will help you take a look." Lao Dong stroked his reading glasses and said kindly, "However, after this exam, you yourself must know what is the most important thing now, and you must not put the cart before the horse at this point in time." ”

"Got it." Li Qingchen likes the old man in front of him, except for the fact that he is very nagging, he can accept everything else.

"Teacher......" An Luyao originally thought that the head teacher was just talking about his grades, but he didn't expect him to care so much about himself, and wanted to say that it was fake if he wasn't moved, "I know, teacher, I will work hard in the future!" ”

"That's okay, it's okay, you guys should go back early." Lao Dong was still so kind-eyed, "Remember, take a good look at these books I gave you." ”

"Hmm."

When he walked out of the grade group, Li Qingchen was calm, but An Luyao was worried. As if noticing her, Li Qingchen waved his hand in front of her, "Hey, come back to your senses, little fool." ”

"Why do you all call me a little fool, I'm obviously not stupid, okay!" An Luyao retorted to him.

"Yes, yes, you're so stupid." Li Qingchen teased her.

"I, Qingchen, how did you control your time so well?"

"You mean, study and write?"

"Yes, I think I can't control myself, when I see a good article, I can't help but want to read it, and after reading it, I can't help but think of myself, and then ......" An Luyao thinks that he is a complex of contradictions.

"That'...... Why don't you write it down with me? ”

"Write it down?"

"Well, write it down."

I have the impression that there is a boy who said something like this to himself, yes, he is Zimo:

"Why don't you write down what comes to mind? Write what you want, what you want to say, what you want to portray. ”

Write it down! Write it down! Write it down!

The voice shouted loudly to itself.

"It's okay, if you don't know how to do your homework, I'll teach you, no more, and Zuo Jue!"

An Lu didn't say anything, just thought quietly. casually opened the first page of the book that Lao Dong gave him.

You have to take control of your days, don't be wronged by your dreams, and take control of reality.

Then, step out of the heart wall and soar with wings.

-- Leaves