"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

"Bang" Qiu Ling, who was still sleeping on the bed, slapped the alarm bell with one palm, Qiu Ling reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at the time, it was half past six.

Qiu Ling got out of bed, got dressed simply, and went to the bathroom to start washing.

After breakfast, Qiu Ling opened the bedroom drawer and took out the wallet inside, there were only three red hairy grandfathers in it, and the high cost of the hotel was almost too much for Qiu Ling to live in.

I have to get a job on holidays.

Qiu Ling sighed, picked up her schoolbag and went to school.

"Bell bell bell, bell bell bell" class bell rang, this is Qiu Ling's most headache composition class, Qiu Ling has not been good at Chinese since she was a child, and her composition score has only just passed. This composition class would be too big for the Chinese teacher to ask the outline, but it would be a big idea.

The Chinese teacher stood on the podium, surrounded the students in the seat, and Qiu Ling said silently in her heart: Don't ask questions, don't ask questions....... ”

"Students, just after the start of school, our composition class will be simpler, "Mother", do you have any ideas, now make an outline in your mind, and I will ask questions by name later."

"I'll go, I'll really come."

Ouyang Xiaoxi, who was sitting in front of Qiu Ling's right, twisted his face to the back, "Do you have an idea, I remember that your high school Chinese doesn't seem to be very good." ”

"Don't talk about it, all I have in my head is water and noodles right now." Qiu Ling said bitterly.

"Alright, I'll start the roll call."

"There are more than 50 people in the class, I don't believe ......"

"Qiu Ling"

"Damn, isn't it, the 1 in 50 chance of me being bumped in? What to do, what to do... It's going to be embarrassing when school just starts. Qiu Ling secretly complained in her heart, but she could only stand up.

"You're Qiu Ling, they're all freshmen, I don't know them, just call them, tell me your outline or ideas." The Chinese teacher lifted her glasses.

"Uh... That one... This one... Mother, dear... Hey...... no. ”

Qiu Ling's answer caused the class to burst into laughter.

Ouyang Xiaoxi also laughed.

"Alright, silence! Wouldn't she be that funny, okay, where you stand first. ”

"I'll call another one." The teacher looked at the list and looked at the first row, "Song Linmo." ”

After speaking, a skinny, bespectacled bangs boy stood up in the corner of the last row, and the boy stood up, bowing his head and not saying a word, just clutching something tightly in his hand.

"Song Linmo, tell me about your essay outline."

Song Linmo still stood in place, motionless.

"What's the matter with this buddy, don't say a word, how can you respond, dumb?" Qiu Ling whispered to the surroundings.

Tang Yuchen, the gossip girl in front of Qiu Ling, turned her face and said: "This kid, he has a very strange personality, I haven't seen him talk to others since the beginning of school, if it weren't for the roll call and report, I heard him answer, I thought he wouldn't speak." ”

"Won't it? Are all the students in this class so bad at Chinese? "The Chinese teacher obviously doesn't have much patience anymore.

"Ouyang Xiaoxi."

Ouyang Xiaoxi stood up, said his composition outline in an orderly manner, and explained the content of his writing step by step, and the ideas were also very novel and touching.

"Okay, everyone applauds Ouyang Xiaoxi."

The classroom erupted in applause.

……

"Ah~", Qiu Ling rushed out of the classroom as soon as class and took a few breaths in the corridor.

"It's finally time for class, and it's really hard to get the composition class. Xiaoxi, discuss something, next time the Chinese teacher asks questions, can you take the initiative to raise your hand and shift the goal. ”

"Is this a long-term solution, you should do something yourself." Ouyang Xiaoxi said helplessly.

"Hey, by the way, that Song... Yes, what's going on with Song Linmo, don't say I really don't care, he doesn't feel lonely and withdrawn, there is a familiar but indescribable feeling. Qiu Ling thought thoughtfully.

Tang Yuchen, who had just gone up the stairs, came from a distance, "Yes, I know the details of Song Linmo, guess what is going on with him." ”

Both of them shook their heads, and Qiu Ling said, "Okay, don't sell it, you know something." ”

Tang Yuchen saw the curious looks of the two and sneered.

"Stop laughing, say it." Qiu Ling was a little impatient.

Tang Yuchen looked around, stretched his head to the two of them, and whispered, "I heard his former classmates say, this Song Linmo, he used to be quite cheerful, very talkative, he participated in all school activities, and his popularity was not bad, but just two years ago, his mother died of illness, and since then he has been depressed and has become very depressed, and he does not communicate with others, which is a feeling of isolation from the world." ”

Ouyang Xiaoxi said a little sadly: "In this way, the death of the mother will indeed have a great impact on the child, but what about her father?" ”

"I heard his former classmates say that his father and his mother have divorced a long time ago, he is a single parent, and now his mother is gone, living alone, it's really pitiful." Tang Yuchen said.

Qiu Ling was speechless, leaning against the wall of the corridor, a drop of water in the sky dropped on Qiu Ling's face, Qiu Ling wiped her face and looked at the sky, "What's the matter?"

……

After a while, it was pouring rain outside.

In the self-study class, everyone is studying on their own. Qiu Ling looked out the window, suddenly startled, and smashed Ouyang Xiaoxi with an eraser, "Xiaoxi Xiaoxi, did you bring an umbrella?" ”

"Bring"

"How many?"

"I'm alone, of course I'll take one with me."

"Ah~"

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, you can study on your own." Qiu Ling waved her hand.

Qiu Ling lay on the table weakly, thinking about how to go this time.

——

"Okay, class." After finishing class, the students flocked to the outside of the teacher, Xie Bi'an picked up his books and was about to leave the classroom, just past the threshold, and suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"Mr. Xie"

Xie Bi'an looked at Han Fat behind him, "What's wrong?" ”

"Teacher Xie, I didn't expect you to really teach us Olympiad mathematics."

Xie Bi'an said: "My bishop Olympiad, this time I teach your class. ”

Han Pang nodded, "I was really embarrassed last time." ”

"You don't have to worry about this little thing."

Xie Bi'an looked outside and said, "Okay, it's time to get out of school, it's raining heavily outside, you should hurry up, your homework must be completed on time." ”

"Okay, goodbye then."

"Goodbye!"

——

The heavy rain did not abate in the slightest, Xie Bi'an walked quickly outside the school with an umbrella, and a group of students ran past Xie Bi'an, Xie Bi'an looked at these students in a hurry, and couldn't help laughing. I wanted to move forward, but I suddenly felt a trembling and looked at the group of students in front of me, the last student in the group in front of me..., and there was a ghostly ...... on my body.

And the last student is none other than Song Linmo.

Xie Bi'an wanted to find out, but the student had already gone away, and besides, the ghost aura on his body was not heavy, so let's find another chance to take a look.

Walking all the way to the side of the road, seeing that there was a red light on the sidewalk, there were no people around, and the traffic on the road was endless, Xie Bi'an stopped and waited for the red light.

At this time, a female student ran over from the school with a schoolbag on her head, and when she saw Xie Bi'an who was also waiting for a red light, Qiu Ling nodded and smiled at him, and Xie Bi'an also responded with a smile.

On the other side of the road, Song Linmo had just crossed the road and walked forward, at this time, a female ghost wearing a blue silk scarf appeared next to Song Linmo, looked at Song Linmo, and raised her hand to touch Song Linmo.

This was seen by the two people on the other side of the road, Xie Bi'an wanted to take some measures, but Qiu Ling next to him rushed in front of him and shouted: "Be careful!" ”

The ghost looked back at Qiu Ling, did not act excessively, and then disappeared into the rain curtain.

Qiu Ling, who suddenly felt that her behavior was a little reckless, looked at Xie Bi'an next to her and smiled awkwardly.

"Which, I ...... just now," Qiu Ling explained embarrassedly.

"It's okay, the students are stressed, and it's normal to have some things on their minds." Xie Bi'an helped her explain.

"I see that you are familiar, it seems that I have seen you at school, you are Xihua's teacher." Qiu Ling looked at Xie Bi'an, such a different teacher, how could Qiu Ling not notice.

"Yes, I'm teaching the fourth class now." Xie Bi'an is also carefully observing this girl who can see ghosts, it's amazing, the human eye can see ghosts, is it...

The lights changed from red to green. Cars stopped on the road.

Xie Bi'an reminded: "The lights have changed." The rain is so heavy, you don't have an umbrella with you, you can use my umbrella. ”

"No need, the rain is so heavy, you lend it to me, how can you use it?"

"It's okay, my house is coming soon." As he spoke, he handed the umbrella to Qiu Ling and ran briskly on the sidewalk.

Qiu Ling just reacted and shouted to Xie Bi'an: "Thank you." ”