Hu Peng coughed, and the coffee machine made a dripping sound.

"Therefore, it may be better for me not to win this National Outstanding Young Teacher Award at all."

Hu Peng grinned, as if laughing at himself.

"If you feel uncomfortable, take a break for a while, otherwise many problems will come back."

Mu Chun said earnestly.

"So you weren't happy when I told you about it?"

Hu Peng asked suddenly.

"No, I'm glad that I deliberately made you unhappy by saying something happy to me, and you're actually uncomfortable, and it's a kind of bluff vulnerability that you hit me back in that situation with 'what must have been a happy thing'.

Just like me, I thought I could be an astronomer, and proudly said that if the earth didn't want me, I would go to Mars. Life at this age, how easy is it to say, let alone really give up what you want to do well because of things that will always be washed away by time? ”

Mu Chun opened the refrigerator and took out two chocolate wafer cookies, one was thrown to Hu Peng, and the other was torn open and put in his mouth.

It seems that Mu Chun's situation is similar to his own, and Hu Peng has a feeling of sharing hardships and hardships.

"Originally, I thought that this matter would pass after I got this honor, because in those days or two, everyone was the same or even friendlier than before."

I relaxed almost quickly, I felt that everything was better, I didn't even check the camera at home anymore, I was really happy for two days, I didn't need sleep pills or extra cardio after work, I fell asleep when I fell asleep, I didn't feel groggy in the morning, I was completely relaxed.

But three days later, everything was the same as before, the same as when I knew that I had called a false alarm, and that I always suspected that the door was not locked properly and that I had three cameras in the house.

Do they think I'm a particularly unreliable colleague or teacher? ”

"They may feel in danger or that there is no need to get too close to you; Maybe you didn't think about anything, it's just weird, this person is like this, that person is like this, and everyone doesn't want to be too special. ”

Mu Chun gestured back and forth with his left hand and right hand.

"It's really uncomfortable, yesterday, the principal told me again that I don't need to be a homeroom teacher next semester, you know? It was almost the last straw that broke me. ”

"Change of class teacher in the third grade of primary school? Isn't it common for people to go from the first grade to the fifth grade now? How could there be a sudden change of class teacher? Parents are worried that your thoughts of "forced testing" will affect students? ”

"How do you know it's a parent?"

Hu Peng suddenly looked at Mu Chun suspiciously.

"I'm just guessing, it's actually easy to guess, around the ordinary teachers, that is, the leaders and colleagues, the parents, the students, and the society as a whole. The last item is something that everyone has to face, and students naturally don't put pressure on the teacher because you repeatedly check whether the door is locked, and the pressure from the leaders and colleagues has already been said before, and I actually said some of it when I came here before.

So, it's the parents who rule it out. The pressure of parents goes to the leader, and the leader's decision affects the colleagues, and finally to you, and then it may be the students, right? ”

Hu Peng nodded, "That's right, that's right, it's the parents, the parents seem to consciously avoid me, if I used to think that this is very good, much easier, because there will always be some parents who they think are very reasonable, but the school will feel that it is more difficult to deal with the request, such as every day after lunch, I must let my child sleep for ten minutes."

For example, our children are not allowed to attend the fourth class every Thursday morning.

This kind of request may seem normal to a parent, but it is a special existence for a class of forty students. The presence of special is always a matter that needs to be balanced for the class teacher. ”

"Well, "On the Art of the Daily Work of the Primary School Class Teacher."

Mu Chun said seriously.

Hu Peng's eyes lit up, "Is there a book?" What is the book? Which publishing house publishes it? Or is it learning material within the education system? ”

"Are you still interested?"

Mu Chun glanced at Hu Peng with slanted eyes.

"Of course," Hu Peng lowered his head, "I still want to know, I don't have the dream of being an astronomer, and I won't tell you, I liked to be a teacher when I was a child, isn't it funny?" ”

"It's not funny! It's not funny at all! I wanted to be a doctor when I was a child. ”

After Mu Chun finished speaking, Hu Peng looked up and saw that Mu Chun was holding a fork for eating cakes in his left hand and a table knife for cutting steaks in his right hand.

"Well, you mean you liked to be a surgeon when you were a kid?"

Hu Peng's cheeks bulged, just like the puffer fish in the fish tank that puffer fish bulge their entire body into a round ball when they are in danger.

"Poke!" Mu Chun raised his fork and table knife at the same time and gestured at Hu Peng.

Hu Peng couldn't help laughing!

Burst! Burst! Burst!

"I really don't understand, will the psychosomatic department have a chance to use a scalpel and a scalpel?" Hu Peng said with a smile.

"No, almost nothing." Mu Chun threw the fork and knife into the drawer in frustration, then clapped his hands and said, "What you don't have, you don't have." Hehehe. ”

"You're smiling so fake, and besides, I've always suspected that the hair thing you told me last time was also fake."

Hu Peng's sweat was almost out, so he put on his coat.

Mu Chun thought he was leaving, and hurriedly said, "What fake?" I said something fake last time. ”

"You said that the story of your ex-girlfriend looking for her boyfriend at home is not fake?"

Hu Peng pretended to question.

"Really, I'm so green, green, listen to an author patient say, in the world of the Internet, once the protagonist is green, there will be no readers in this book, and the readers are poisoned, you say I'm the protagonist of this physical and mental science, if I have nothing to say that I'm green, I'm not poisoning the patients? How could you make up such a thing for no reason! ”

"That's true!" Hu Peng felt that he had uncovered Mu Chun's scars again, and looked at Mu Chun a little unbearably. "Ah, I'm really sorry, I wasn't, I didn't mean to say that, I just."

"I'm living a good life from other people's displeasures"

"What?"

Hu Peng felt that he didn't hear the last two words of Mu Chun's words clearly, and he felt that Mu Chun, who was sitting with his back to the window, didn't say the last two at all.

"Nothing."

"What the hell is it, don't sell it like this, halfway through the talk, it's like those who point fingers behind their backs."

"Illusion."