In the minds of the students in the second class of junior high school, Zhang Wenluo is an extremely strict teacher.

He has high requirements for his students, whether it is memorization or reading, he wants his students to do their best, so they are a little afraid of him. Among them, Zhang Wenluo's requirements for composition are the most demanding, and in other classes, the teacher can score 56 points for composition, but in his hands, he can only score 52 points.

And now, Zhang Wenluo scored a perfect score of 60 points in front of a whole class of students, what does this prove?

This proves that Gu Yang's composition level is definitely top-notch among junior high school students, and he is not picky!

Hearing 60 points, Gu Yang's expression was natural and calm.

Just kidding, a writer who can mix well in online articles, if he can't write a junior high school student's essay, then why are he still alive? Find a good place to bury yourself early!

Therefore, under Zhang Wenluo's high-profile evaluation, he was not shocked by the humiliation, and his face was very calm.

In particular, there is a smell of X.

Hearing 60 points, Ye Yuxuan's beautiful eyes widened and she was a little distracted.

As a representative of the Chinese class, although she thinks that her composition is very good, but her score is generally around 55 points, and she has never scored a full score of 60 points in her composition.

Looking at Gu Yang's calm face, suddenly, she was unconvinced in her heart, and the rebellious thoughts in her temperament quietly grew.

Hearing 60 points, Han Shenliang opened his mouth wide, and his psychology was a little unbearable.

"Grandma's, this dead friend is a bit of a bull, and he has not been inconspicuous, but as soon as he came out, he showed such a hand? No, no, you have been hiding it from me for so long, you can't just let it go so easily, eat a big family! Eat big after school! Don't eat poor, I don't have the surname Zhu! ”

With a feeling of hunger in his stomach, he thought viciously, looking at Gu Yang's head and feeling a bit like a hot hamburger.

Hearing the 60 points, Song Han's proud face froze, and his face turned a little red.

Since he went to junior high school, he has never scored 60 points, and his essay score has been hovering around 50 or 51 points, and now that Gu Yang has scored 60 points, the brain-dead sentence he just scolded is instantly untenable.

He scolded Gu Yang for being brain-dead, so what is he?

Not fully developed single-celled organisms? Or is there no such thing as brains in your head?

After saying that, Zhang Wenluo did not leave, but with a serious face, he said to Gu Yang: "Gu Yang, I'm sorry, about yesterday's incident, as a teacher, you shouldn't be so extreme, it's the teacher's attitude that has a problem, here I want to ask you." ”

Hearing this, Gu Yang's expression was stunned, and he almost thought that he had visual and auditory hallucinations.

Teacher to student daoqian?

Are you kidding?

But when he looked at Zhang Wenluo's serious expression, he finally confirmed that this was not a joke, but a fact that really happened in reality.

As a result, I couldn't help but feel emotional.

In his previous life, he never remembered that a teacher had ever daoqian to a student, even if the teacher was at fault, he never bowed his head, more of the abuse of students reported in the news, and even rape and incest, and now he met a teacher who personally daoqian because of a conflict with a student, he couldn't help but believe it, and then admired it.

This is a teacher with moral virtue, and he deserves his attention.

He weighed his words, stood up, bowed sincerely, and said, "Teacher, I was also at fault yesterday, please forgive me." ”

After a pause, he added, "You are the most responsible teacher I have ever met." ”

Zhang Wenluo waved his hand, smiled and asked him to sit down, put on a straight face again, and said in a deep voice to the students who stretched their necks around: "What else are you looking at?" Finished writing an essay? If you can't finish writing, you can't go home! ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding classmates immediately retracted their heads, and the rustling sound of the pen tip couldn't help flowing, and they hurried up to complete the composition in their hands.

"Ahem."

After cleaning up the thoughts of his classmates, Zhang Wenluo pretended to cough solemnly twice, squinted his eyes and returned to his podium, his gloomy mood was also a few points better, and he saw the sunshine.

"This kid is really a bit of a doorman."

As a teacher, he was still quite angry at the time when he was lost face by Gu Yang yesterday, but then he calmed down and thought about it, the main reason for this incident was indeed himself, so he didn't have the intention of talking to his parents. Now that I apologize, I can't help but feel relieved, and because I read that essay, I surprisingly feel a little better about this student with average grades.

Seeing Zhang Wenluo return to the podium, Ye Yuxuan watched his movements, turned around secretly, and said to Gu Yang: "Gu Yang, can you lend me the composition?" ”

Gu Yang glanced at her, did not refuse, nodded lightly, handed her the notebook, lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.

Ye Yuxuan took the text with an anxious face, and was a little unconvinced.

She has always been the most proficient in the class, and her Chinese score has pulled the second place a lot of distance, and now the one behind her who is not very good has scored a full score in the composition of an ordinary student, which makes her feel uncomfortable, not that she looks down on Gu Yang, but her self-esteem makes her unbearable.

Imagine a princess who has always been high, and one day suddenly a usually inconspicuous person stood on top of her, and even looked down on the princess, how could the princess be willing?

That's it.

Flipping through the text, ranking more than forty points all the way, Ye Yuxuan pursed her lips, lost her patience, and flipped all the way to the Zuihou article with the idea of "how could he get a full score", and fell into a skeptical gaze.

Then, she was stunned by the text of one of Zuihou's essays.

She returned the composition to Gu Yang in a daze, and finished writing her composition in a daze, not knowing how to write haode, and in a daze, after the class bell rang, she put away the composition and followed Zhang Wenluo into the Chinese teacher's office.

It wasn't until the smoky sunset fell on her face and the person who shone was warm that she woke up slightly, and the epilogue of the essay echoed in her mind.

"When I was in deep darkness, I never despaired, because I knew that where my heart longed, there was a dawn."

Ye Yuxuan's heart was inexplicably entangled.

After being in the front seat of Gu Yang for so long, of course she knew the situation of this classmate in the class.

Not taken seriously, forgotten or even isolated, no friends, no one except Han Shenliang wants to deal with him, in the most marginal position of the class, as for the "joke" he wrote on the note yesterday, she also didn't believe it, because no friends would bet with him at all, but in order to protect the other party, she didn't poke it, just coped with it, and today's essay completely shocked her heart.

It turns out that he is so rich and talented?

It turns out that he is so stubborn and refuses to admit defeat?

Thinking back to the face that was calm and calm after scoring 60 points, and then the scene where Gu Yang was red and confessed to her that day, Ye Yuxuan's heart couldn't help but throb.

If Gu Yang could hear Ye Yuxuan's heart at this moment, he would probably be depressed again, and shouted that this Gu Yang was not Gu Yang.

"Hey, what do you want?"

Zhang Wenluo's hand shook in front of Ye Yuxuan, making her sober up.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm distracted."

Ye Yuxuan spit out her fragrant tongue and daoqian to Zhang Wenluo, and her eyes inadvertently fell on the Chinese class.

It happened to turn to the chapter of "Couplets", and the handwriting was dense, and a huge spare part had the three couplets on the blackboard written in red pen on it, both up and down, and there was a line of annotation next to it: "Talented." ”

"How? Class representative, after reading Gu Yang's composition, was he deeply shocked? ”

Zhang Wenluo sat comfortably on the chair and said to Ye Yuxuan.

He liked this smart and clever student very much, so he put a lot of effort into it, and he usually spoke more casually.

"Very haode composition."

Ye Yuxuan hesitated for a moment, pointed to the "couplet" on the lesson case and said, "Teacher, yesterday's couplet ......"

She wanted to say that Gu Yang was the answer from the Internet, but unexpectedly, Zhang Wenluo laughed and broke all the images of Gu Yang in her heart: "Oh, you said this couplet, I made it up myself, and the second one is a residual sentence I heard from a professor, I thought that you should suppress your sharpness before the exam, so something was difficult, I expected you to match one or two, but I didn't expect Gu Yang to come out with all of them in one minute, I really can't see it, this kid is really hidden deep enough." ”

After saying a few words, he couldn't help but sigh again.

"Maybe the high school entrance examination is approaching, I can't hold it, if you have time, you can ask him for advice, the writing skills are really not weak, tsk, the foundation of haode high school students is not so strong."

Listening to the teacher's statement, Ye Yuxuan's expression became complicated, and a pair of bright eyes were a little unpredictable under the light of dusk.