In fact, after the second year of junior high school, there is basically no excitement, like some companies even only take three days off for the New Year. Lin Shanghan also began to return to the schedule he had made, only occasionally being lazy, and the learning effect at home was indeed very poor, which had to be admitted, but Lin Shanghan still studied as much as possible.

On this day, the battery of my mother's multi-battery car was stolen again when I went to the supermarket near the community to buy vegetables, which was the second battery that my mother was stolen this month, and my mother couldn't believe that someone would steal the battery in broad daylight. I couldn't be angry this time, and my mother was not the only one who was stolen, so my mother decided to call the police to catch the thief.

Lin Shanghan was supposed to stay at home and study, but Lin Shanghan took the initiative to accompany his mother to go to the police station.

Then at the reception desk of the police station, I saw a Chinese teacher with red eyes and sitting upright in front of a receptionist.

From her expression and messy hair, it can be seen that it should be a very sad and urgent matter.

The embarrassment of meeting a Chinese teacher in such a place is comparable to the last time I ran to the toilet to get a mobile phone to play, and I happened to run into the grade director squatting in the pit when I ran to the toilet to get my mobile phone out to play.

Lin Shanghan kept praying that the Chinese teacher would not see him, but as soon as the Chinese teacher looked up, he met Lin Shanghan's gaze.

Lin Shanghan stubbornly held back the sentence "Teacher Hu is good" and pretended not to know her. Follow Mom into the door to find the receptionist, and then sneak back into the hall while Mom recounts how the battery was stolen.

"Teacher Hu, I came with my mother to report the case, I'm ...... My mom's battery was stolen. Well, I'm sorry I didn't say hello to you just now. ”

Lin Shanghan didn't know what the Chinese teacher was doing here, Lin Shanghan felt that she shouldn't want to meet the parents of the students, so she didn't dare to recognize her just now.

Moreover, there has always been a little friction between Lin Shanghan and the Chinese teacher.

Lin Shanghan thought that the Chinese teacher had stolen or robbed something important, because the Chinese teacher did look very anxious and sad.

But—but there's no going to be anything big, is it?

The Chinese teacher quickly understood Lin Shanghan's thoughts, and smiled gratefully, a crease appeared on his dark, not-so-smooth skin, and a pair of big eyes were extremely hollow.

"My son has run away from home," she said, in a low voice, sounding unprecedentedly tired, "it's been three days, and he's gone, and I've tried all kinds of things to get in touch with him." ”

The Chinese teacher cried when she said the last sentence. A tall female teacher in her thirties cried like a haggard child in front of Lin Shanghan, an eighteen-year-old student.

Lin Shanghan somehow remembered that when she was in Chinese class before, she always caught herself sleeping, disciplined herself for a long time, and finally said to herself: "You guys, neither of you listen to me." ”

That sentence was actually not said to Lin Shanghan.

The son of the Chinese teacher is just fourteen years old, at the peak of the rebellious period, because he caused trouble at school and was called home by the teacher to reflect, and then the Chinese teacher criticized him very harshly, he quarreled with the Chinese teacher, and then pushed the door and left directly. At first, the Chinese teacher thought he was just playing a temper, but he didn't expect that he didn't go home until the end of the next day, and then the Chinese teacher contacted all the people he might have come into contact with, and no one knew where he was, so he anxiously came to report the crime.

She would come here several times a day to inquire about the news, and she felt that she would be the first to know what news was.

But there was no news, just waiting for the case to be filed.

Lin Shanghan didn't know why her husband didn't show up, and this was not something she could ask. Before leaving, Lin Shanghan grabbed her hand and said that we will all help her, we will help her send a message on the Internet, and ask her to hand over her son's QQ number and WeChat account to herself, and I will help her check ......

She just smiled very sadly, shook her head, and said, "Silly child." ”

When Lin Shanghan left the police station, she was still sitting in the hall, her whole person was pitifully thin, staring at the floor tiles, not knowing what she was thinking.

It's exactly the same as every time I fall into nothingness every time I go in class.

In class, she would suddenly look at herself and answer some nonsensical questions — but this time, she didn't look up at herself.

Lin Shanghan suddenly felt that this Chinese teacher, who had always had some opinions in school, was actually not as annoying as he thought.

Everyone has grown up, and the teacher in their minds is no longer the majestic image that was more omnipotent than their parents. No more people will be bullied by unreasonable teachers, and they will no longer be surprised at their same vulnerability and powerlessness as ordinary people. They are just ordinary people who are engaged in the profession of teachers, and they will also make mistakes, and they also have firewood, rice, oil and salt to worry about.

For example, the head teacher can never hold down the situation of speaking in the self-study class of Class 37, so he is often disciplined by the head of the year, and there are more or less problems in discipline, and the whole person is often worried and haggard.

Another example is that the female head teacher of the liberal arts repeater class is pregnant at this juncture, and the parents jointly write a letter to ask for a change of class teacher, because the critical period of repetition cannot be delayed by a female teacher who cannot focus on energy; And the head teacher refused to give way, because the liberal arts repeater class was often the first in the liberal arts class in the whole grade, and it was better than the experimental class, how could she easily give up the seedlings of victory to others like this.

Another example is Lin Shanghan's Chinese teacher.

Sometimes thinking about those teachers, Lin Shanghan will suddenly be grateful.

Lin Shanghan's life is a single-threaded task, you don't have to choose, you don't have to give up, you don't have to struggle, just study, just run towards that goal, don't be confused.

All the adults are committed to making everyone not distracted by other things, willing to do all the worries except for revision, clear obstacles, block forks in the road, just run, the faster the better.

One day, Lin Shanghan will also become an adult full of troubles, picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons, no matter how he lives, it seems that something is wrong.

That day will always come.

But Lin Shanghan is curious about what kind of adult he will be?

Lin Shanghan thinks about those who race against time to improve their grades, those who don't care much and do whatever they want, what kind of adults will they become?

Lin Shanghan doesn't know, and he can't know, the world of adults is actually not far away from Lin Shanghan, but Lin Shanghan still can't really understand the things of those adults, and he always feels that their life is really complicated, and their things are also very complicated, so complicated that he can't understand it.

However, Lin Shanghan prefers to wait until the day when he becomes an adult to know the real answer.

(End of chapter)