After the college entrance examination, the hot weather lasted for a short time, and finally dropped again. In the rare good weather, Wen Li finally developed the habit of taking a nap, and now he can basically fall asleep when he returns to work after eating.

But because the senior high school graduates have moved out of the school, the school doesn't have so many restrictions on lunch breaks, and you can sleep when you want, and the student union only checks it occasionally. And after the senior high school graduates left, the whole campus seemed empty, and even the cafeteria aunt changed her attitude towards the sophomores.

It seems that Teacher Li has also relaxed the control of the classmates, and there are not a few people who talk during the lunch break.

On this day, after Wen Li returned to work after eating, he put his coat on his body and went to sleep. Before going to bed, the girls behind Wen Li were talking, and they could still hear their voices until Wen Li was about to fall asleep, and then Wen Li fell asleep and it was not very clear.

When they woke up during the lunch break, Wen Li and Hu Yunyao went to the bathroom to wash their faces and sober up. As a result, as soon as he returned to the class, he obviously felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and when he returned to his position, he found that several girls in the back row were not in his seat, Wen Li asked Su Yu in the back row in a low voice.

"Su Yu, what's going on in the class, why don't you speak?"

"These girls were named by the student union during their lunch break, and they were just called to the office by the head of the class." Su Yu explained.

"Oh~" Wen Li turned around and continued to look at his information without thinking too much.

"Class representative, the teacher told you to go to the office."

Wen Li looked up and saw a red-eyed girl sobbing.

"Okay, I'll go now." Wen Li replied.

The girl wiped her tears and walked back to her place, burying her head low.

Wen Li was also embarrassed to look at it more, so he walked to the office.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?" Wen Li opened the door and saw several girls wiping their tears with their heads down, and one holding Teacher Li's phone and talking about something.

"Wen Li, let's not take the exam today, write an essay, you send the composition paper." As he spoke, Mr. Li handed Wen Li a stack of composition paper.

"What is the theme, I will copy it on the blackboard in advance." Wen Li took the composition paper and said.

"No need, I'll talk about the theme in the class later."

"Oh, good!" Wen Li went out after agreeing.

"That's it, replace the next one!" When Wen Li went out, he heard Teacher Li say coldly to the girls.

After Wen Li handed out the composition paper, he returned to his position, and the class was still under low pressure.

After the class bell rang, Teacher Li and the girls still didn't come out of the small office, and some students couldn't sit still and asked:

"Class representative, what kind of essay are we going to write in this class?"

"The teacher said that the subject matter will come and talk about it herself later." Wen Li explained.

Sure enough, after Wen Li said this, the class returned to a quiet state.

After about two minutes, the door to the small office was opened, and there was a 'squeak', and the whole class looked outside.

The girls who spoke came out of the office with red eyes and bowed heads, and the eyes of their classmates turned from them entering the class to returning to their places.

Teacher Li entered the class after a while.

When she arrived at the podium, she was silent for a moment, and then began to speak:

"Do you know what day it is?"

Wen Li glanced sideways at Hu Yunyao, obviously she didn't know either, and the classmates in the class were also silent.

"I'm sure some of you know it's Father's Day." After Mr. Li finished speaking, he stopped and glanced at the classmates who were bowing their heads below.

Wen Li suddenly realized, and believed that the students in the class also felt this way.

"I don't know if you ever said 'Happy Father's Day' to your dad when you went out in the morning, but if you didn't say anything, you can go back and say it in the evening. What does the name of a classmate have to do with Father's Day today? I just asked a few classmates to call their dad and say happy holidays to him over the phone, and they all cried, did they all see it? Teacher Li asked.

Without waiting for her classmates to answer, she said to herself:

"Some classmates' fathers were in a meeting in the office, and they hung up the phone after a hurried word; Some fathers are in taxis, and they can still hear passengers complaining about traffic jams on the phone; Others are in the supermarket ready to buy delicious food to make for their children tonight. No matter which father it is, they are working hard to give their children a better life. Teacher Li paused and bit his lip.

"But what about you? Can't you see it? Don't you know what they're doing to make you feel better? What are you guys doing here! Lunch break, let you rest, what is there to talk about!? Teacher Li couldn't go on.

"Your parents thought you were working hard at school, so when you came home at night, you took care of you with good food and drink. Is this how you repay them? Do you know when it is, the building across from it is empty, it won't be empty for long, because you're going to that building soon. Teacher Li slapped the table on the podium.

"This composition class, the theme is your plan for the life of the third year of high school, imagination, anything, I just want to see what you want in the future, and I will accept it when the next class ends, Wen Li remembers!" Teacher Li said to Wen Li and then went back to the small office.

The classmates in the class, you look at me, I look at you, they don't know how to write, and they whisper something.

"Haven't you talked enough?" After Yin Xin finished speaking, the classmates in the class quickly quieted down.

Wen Li didn't know what to write, so after thinking about it, he wrote about his senior year of high school life in his mind.

After the bell rang for class, no classmates went out to the toilet to do anything, they were all immersed in writing.

Not long after the bell rang for the second class, Wen Li had already finished writing his composition. Wen Li looked at the other students in the class, some were writing seriously, and some were racking their brains with pens in their mouths.

"May everything be done!" This is the last sentence in Wen Li's composition.

After class, Wen Li began to collect essays, but a few classmates did not hand them in, so Wen Li couldn't wait to take the collected essays to the small office.

"Teacher, there are a few students who haven't finished their essays." Wen Li said honestly.

"Let them send it themselves when they're done!" Teacher Li took the composition from Wen Li's hand and looked at it roughly.

After returning to class, Wen Li repeated Mr. Li's words on the podium and then returned to his seat.

When he got home in the evening, Wen Li put down his schoolbag, and Wen Hai poked his head out of the kitchen and said:

"Wen Li~ Wait a while, Dad will finish cooking, you can eat by yourself, I'll go to the evening self-study later."

"Good!" Wen Li agreed.

Wen Hai turned off the gas stove and brought out the dishes, then quickly unbuttoned his apron and went back to the room to change clothes.

When Wen Hai came out of the room, he saw Wen Li standing at the door of the room.

"What's the matter, why don't you go to dinner?" Wen Hai looked puzzled.

"Dad~ Happy Father's Day!" After Wen Li finished speaking, he went up and hugged Wen Hai.

End of Chapter 67

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