When it was time for dinner, Tan Xiaotian was still lying on the bed and did not move, for two reasons, one was that he was weak and didn't want to move, and the other was that he was bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, he followed the doctor's instructions, and he didn't dare to eat indiscriminately.

Having witnessed yesterday's game, Tan Xiaotian knows very well that Liao Xiaohui is a very powerful opponent, and he also knows that the feeling of playing against the table is not the same as the feeling when watching from the sidelines, and when fighting face-to-face, the pressure caused by the opponent is often several times higher than imagined!

When the body and mental state are at their best, it is still possible to fight five or five waves of victory and defeat, but now, I have no strength at all over my body, even if I move my fingers, I have to use a lot of determination, as for the mental state, I have been lying for two hours, and I am dizzy as if I am wearing an impermeable iron hat. I'm afraid that even 30% is overestimated, right?

It stands to reason that the poor form is like this, and the postponement of the game is the best choice, as Lin Zicong said, no one can blame him for this. It's just that in that case, how many people will be schadenfreude, talk about the east and west behind their backs, how many people will regret and be disappointed, and bear the pressure, and Liao Xiaohui's appearance when he provoked that day was really very arrogant, which made it difficult for people to bear it, so after thinking about it, this battle must not retreat!

Is what you're doing right or wrong?

While I was thinking about it, I heard footsteps outside the house and came back so soon? It's rare.

thought that Lin Zicong and Li Taibai had come back from dinner, but Tan Xiaotian didn't care.

"Tiantian, hungry, aren't you?" The voice sounded, it was not Lin Zicong, nor Lin Taibai, Tan Xiaotian opened his eyes and looked, but it turned out to be the class teacher Jacky Cheung. He was also carrying a black-lacquered food box.

"Uh, Mr. Zhang, why are you here?" Tan Xiaotian hurriedly sat up from the bed and asked.

"Heh, I met Lin Zicong and Li Taibai in the cafeteria just now, and I heard them say that you have no appetite and don't want to eat, how can this work. As the saying goes, people are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. Now is the time for you to grow your body, and you can't starve. I consulted with Dr. Zhou, you can't eat anything that is too greasy and difficult to digest in your current situation, and a little lighter is conducive to the recovery of the stomach as soon as possible, so I brought you a bowl of rice porridge, which is pulpy, specially fished at the bottom of the pot, and put two spoonfuls of sugar. Very delicious. Jacky Cheung said with a smile, put the food box on the table and opened it, and took out the things inside one by one, a bowl of rice porridge. A plate of pickles, and two small buns.

"Thank you, teacher, you are so kind to me." Looking at the rice porridge that was still steaming, Tan Xiaotian suddenly had a sour nose. Tears involuntarily fell out of the frame of the eyes - far away from home, farewell to relatives to study in a foreign land hundreds of miles away, people are easy to feel lonely. What's more, it is a child who is only a little over six years old, and Sun Dong, who originally thought that he could accompany himself and take care of himself, went to the capital to develop, it is impossible for him not to have a sense of loss that is abandoned by others, although he always pretends to be strong in front of others, and does not want to be pitied by others, but deep down he is still fragile, looking at Jacky Cheung's care and care for himself, and then thinking of the way his aunt took care of himself when he was sick before, the thin protective film finally couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed instantly.

"What's the matter? How could you suddenly cry when you are so good? This doesn't look like a man. Seeing that the child suddenly cried, Jacky Cheung was also startled, and hurriedly walked over and stroked the child's head and comforted him softly.

Under Jacky Cheung's comfort, Tan Xiaotian's mood slowly calmed down, he wiped a handful of tears, and his expression became firm, "Teacher, don't worry, no matter what the result of today's game of chess is, I will fight to the end and never let you down." He said very seriously.

In a word, Jacky Cheung's heart is mixed, and he can't say the taste - a child's mind is simple, whoever is good to him, he will be good to whom, there is no gain or loss between them, there are just the simplest and most direct feelings, and what about himself? deliberately cared about Tan Xiaotian's situation, and specially called Tan Xiaotian for a sick meal, is it really just for the health of the child and has no other purpose? Looking at the child's teary eyes but unusually firm eyes, Jacky Cheung suddenly felt that he was really despicable, the child was sick, because he was worried that the unhappiness of the senior management of the chess academy would affect his future development, so he let things develop without sincerity to stop it!

"Alas, the teacher is sorry for you." Holding the child's weak shoulders, Jacky Cheung sighed and said from the bottom of his heart.

"Uh", Tan Xiaotian was stunned, he couldn't understand, he cared about himself, took care of himself, and specially brought a sick meal to his own Teacher Zhang, where would he be sorry for himself?

"Alas, don't talk about it, you're still young now, you won't understand when you say it, no matter what, eat first, the porridge won't taste good when it's cold." Jacky Cheung smiled reluctantly, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help it, in the world of adults, where is it so easy for children to understand? The more I explain now, the more confusing Tan Xiaotian will become, so let children maintain the innocence and happy life they should have at this age.

"Hmm." Teacher Zhang is good to himself, he has to be good to Teacher Zhang, Tan Xiaotian obediently got off the bed and sat down at the table, picked up the spoon and drank a mouthful of rice porridge, it was thick and thick, fragrant, and the taste in the mouth was sweet, not to mention how good it was.

"It's delicious." Raising his head, Tan Xiaotian gave Jacky Cheung a happy and satisfied smile.

"Oh, if it's delicious, you have to eat more, it's best to drink it all, and don't even leave the bottom of the bowl." Jacky Cheung said with a smile,

"Hmm." Tan Xiaotian nodded vigorously in response, picked up the bun, took a bite and chewed the small half, thinking to himself, eat well, after eating, you will have the spirit to fight Liao Xiaohui to the death, Teacher Zhang is so good to himself, he must not let him down.

Watching the children gobble, Jacky Cheung felt a little comforted, and he also had a new understanding of the profession of teacher, no longer the original means of making money to make a living, but a glorious and great cause - today I am not yesterday, who said that only teachers teach students? The sparkle in a student can also change a teacher. (To be continued......)