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Saturday, Sycamore Middle School

Theoretically, weekends should be a time for students to take a break. However, this is just a theory in words, and it's so hard for you to think about a normal weekend these days. Like other key schools, in order to maintain the promotion rate, Wutong Middle School also has to hold classes as usual on Saturdays.

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In the playground, under the huge plane tree, many students take advantage of the break to play in the shade. Throwing sandbags, kicking balls, skipping rope, and punching cards, these energetic students always come up with a variety of new and exciting games.

At this time, if someone can change his perspective, abandon the common sense he has established since childhood, and observe this plane tree from a perspective that is different from ordinary people, he will be able to discover some new creatures. On a slender branch of the sycamore tree, a small figure was lying on the branch, and she looked at the 'people' running around below with some interest.

Yes.

On the plane tree in the middle of the old playground of Wutong Middle School, a young girl the size of an ordinary person's palm was lying on a branch, blinking and looking at the middle school students under the plane tree with great interest. Her figure has a somewhat transparent illusion, like a virtual image, and the line of sight can pass through her translucent body.

When the bell rings, students quickly return to their classrooms.

The unreal-looking elf retracted her gaze in disappointment, and she stood up, bouncing between the branches.

From time to time, she jumps into the air to meet the sun.

After the sunlight passed through her body, it diffused endless colors, which were very conspicuous, but they were destined to be unnoticed. She stretched out her hand, the huge plane tree trembled slightly, as if she could endure something more, she caressed the trunk worriedly, her fingers tapped the void, and a verdant ball of light flew out of her, and the ball of light then disintegrated in the air, turning into a little emerald green point of light, converging on each leaf.

The sycamore tree was in good spirits, its emerald leaves trembling slightly in the sunlight.

And that illusory elf...... With some tiredness, she slowly fell asleep under the young leaves.

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For these students under the trees, the reason for choosing to play here is simply to be cooler.

But for the girls in the trees, their arrival was not much fun for her.

Seeing other people's smiles and feeling happy, listening to other people's voices and feeling happy, watching others play and feeling happy.

...... Happiness is actually a very simple and simple emotion.

When you are satisfied, this emotion arises naturally.

A long time ago she was just a tree, she didn't understand anything, she couldn't think. The ability to absorb nutrients from the roots, absorb water from the soil, and absorb sunlight...... At that time, it was all about her. But in the last decade or so, she has begun to realize her existence.

Every day, every day, I listened to the sound of reading from a house not far away. She knew that she was born, and in the sound of learning as the main theme, she also began to learn, from not understanding anything at first, to learning the language of communication with people, learning to express her feelings, she knew that time was passing, and she knew that space was changing.

Once upon a time, when she was just learning human language, she loved to listen to human beings who were called teachers. She's smart enough to calculate the right results when no one else understands......

In a short period of time, she has learned everything that is taught at this school.

However, the more she knew, the stronger her inner desire became, and she also longed to be like those before her, to get out of the school and see this wonderful world. She wants to know if the mountains are majestic, she wants to know if the sea is vast, and she wants to know if human civilization is as wonderful as what is taught in the book!

But. She couldn't.

She's just a sycamore tree, she's just a spirit born out of this sycamore tree.

She can only move around a hundred meters around the plane tree, beyond which she disappears.

It's like falling asleep, and after a few days you wake up from the plane tree.

'Ahh ’

In her deep sleep, she felt her body.

At the top of the canopy, she saw the sun rising.

The bright sun doesn't seem to be as warm as it was some time ago.

The light that could have stretched its branches and leaves and lifted its spirits...... There seems to be some burning.

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'Eh, that guy is here again. When she saw the figure in the distance, she looked forward to it.

On a sunny afternoon, Li Qingye carried a kettle to water the sycamore tree.

"Hahaha, it's so itchy~~" The tree spirit flew over from the young leaves.

She jumped down into the waterfall-like waterfall and basked in the water with her face up.

Over the course of more than a year, the dryads became familiar with the girl.

Every afternoon, she would water her, and when she was bored, she would always say something inexplicable. And every time she came to water, she did it like this, and the droplets of water made her feel like she was in the rain.

And, it's interesting, isn't it?

"Alas, I was fooled by the last home visit. ”

"I was really careless, and I actually let the teacher seize the opportunity, and I should pay attention to it next time I take the exam. ”

"Isn't it a bad thing to be a tree, you say, and you can never move it without help, and you have to stay in one place? But maybe that's a good thing, because you don't have to think about all those bad things. ”

"Fortunately, if I really want to visit my home, where will I go to find my grandparents..."

Every time the girl finished watering, she would always talk to herself under the tree for a while, she didn't know what it meant, but she always felt that there was something in it that she didn't understand...... The girl in the tree tilted her head and sat on Aoba's shoulder.

Although she didn't know exactly what those words meant, it didn't prevent her from feeling that emotion

Some gloomy, some happy.

"Aoba, it's almost class!

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

"Ah, yes, I forgot the gift," Seeing that Aoba was about to leave, the dryad rushed into the trunk of the tree and took a drop of emerald green and crystal liquid from it: "Don't go so fast." When she came out, Aoba had already walked more than a hundred meters and had already left her range of motion.

"Aoba!"

Aoba stopped, and just now, there was a call from behind him. She turned to look back, but there was no one?

She didn't notice that the moment she turned around, the emerald green, crystalline droplets fell into her brow.

She didn't feel anything except a slight coldness.

By the way, I've felt this feeling before, many times.

"Stupid Aoba, if we don't hurry up, we'll be late, and we won't wait for you next time!!" Seeing Aoba stop, her friend ran over menacingly, took her hand and ran towards the classroom. Ringtones...... It's already ringing.

"Huhu, it's finally too late~" The little tree spirit girl breathed a sigh of relief after throwing the emerald green droplet.

Over the years, she has heard a lot of knowledge here, and she has also insisted on it. Whoever helps others should be rewarded, and whoever has been able to water her for a year and a half should also be rewarded by her.

She's a newborn dryad, a somewhat illusory goblin with nothing to reciprocate. Only in addition to cultivation, I collected some morning dew that was contaminated with the essence of the moon and the sun, and used my demonic power to brew a small Tan [Chaoyang Blue Dew] in the heart of the tree.

Every time Aoba waters, the dryad will give her a little [Chaoyang Blue Dew].

"Haha, only if you keep using this, Aoba will definitely get smarter and smarter, and there will be no problem with learning, don't worry!"

After Aoba left, the dryad returned to the tree.

The playground was long gone, and when the bell rang, everything dispersed.

Lying on a tree trunk, she looked at the dead leaves falling from the canopy, her face full of confusion and worry.

Spring has just passed, and it is not yet the height of summer.

The originally verdant sycamore leaves have begun to wither in large areas, and it is not obvious from under the tree, but from the teaching building not far away, the crown of the sycamore uncle in the old playground has withered and yellowed, leaving a little discord in the green color of summer!

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Wutong Middle School, Administration Building, Principal's Office

"Husband, is there anything else you can do? Now that we have all the money we can get, if we can't do it, we'll sell the house in the city center." His wife's haggard voice made Luo Xing regretful, and his heart was even more confused. In this case, what is the point of working hard for so many years, the children have gone abroad, and it is a large amount of expenditure every month. Wives will also live without dependence

"Can't be sold!"

The location of that house is quite good, he originally planned to give it to his son when he got married, how could he do this!

"Well, if we don't want to borrow money from relatives, we should be able to raise money. ”

"Forget it, in the past, their children asked me to enter the school and were scolded by me, but now how can they help me, it's not bad if I don't see the joke!"

"Then we have to try it, otherwise even if we raise money to pay off the debt, we won't be able to live in the future, and you don't know how much money Li'er has to spend every month in the UK!"

"Okay, okay, I'll figure it out, don't worry. ”

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Putting down the phone, Luo Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of his own reasons, the whole family fell into such an embarrassment, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable, and the emotions of regret tormented his heart all the time. What is the use of the original persistence and honesty in this dilemma!?

"Principal Luo, can I come in?" the young teacher is a member of the finance department.

"Come in,"

Luo Xing put away the bad mood and tried to make himself look natural.

"Lesser teacher, what's the matter? I still have some things to deal with here. He pointed to the document beside him, looking elegant and gentle.

"Headmaster, please come with me. ”

"What's the matter?"

"The principal also knows the plane tree in the middle of our old playground, which was personally sent by many leaders when the school was founded. But now ......" is less than a sad face: "The plane tree seems to be sick, and the leaves have withered a great extent. ”

"Huh?" Luo Xing's heart suddenly lit up, and he asked eagerly: "Take me to see, after so many years of schooling, this sycamore can be said to be a symbol of our school, and there can be no problems." ”

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You can see the old playground from the side of the office building, only to see that the canopy of the sycamore tree that covers half of the playground is much less, and the original verdant sycamore leaves are also more yellow, which is not obvious from under the tree, but from the top floor of the teaching building not far away, the crown of the sycamore tree in the old playground has withered yellow, and it is undoubtedly very wrong in the emerald color of summer!

"Ah, it looks like this plane tree won't survive. Luo Xing sighed, as if he was feeling sorry for it.

The teacher turned around, a little puzzled.

Can't be saved?

Principal Luo obviously didn't care about Teacher Xiao's opinion, and after looking at it for a while, he waved his hand and said, "Teacher Xiaoxiao, you have to call the board of directors later, and say that the plants around the school have a large area of necrosis and need to be replaced!"

"Headmaster, I think we should find some professionals to take a look at it first, maybe we can save it. "Teacher Xiao is also from Wutong Middle School, and he has a deep affection for this plane tree, which has been relied on as a symbol since the establishment of the school, and this time he reported this situation to Luo Xing also to let the principal find professionals to treat painlessly.

But now...... What's going on now, it's hopeless?

"No, no, in fact, this tree has been replaced, and we can take this opportunity to plant some sycamores in the school. Don't you think this is more in line with the name of Wutong Middle School?" Luo Xing stretched out his right hand and pointed to a circle around the old playground: "Here is the old playground, and there is also the green belt...... If you replace them with plane trees, it should look good. ”

"......" The young female teacher also saw something, and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but looking at Luo Xing's interested face, she stopped talking.

With extremely ordinary qualifications, she can become an important person in this academy, and she naturally has her own support. It is one thing for the family to have a relationship, and it is also one thing for you to be cautious in your words and deeds. At this moment, her experience clearly told her: this Principal Luo is not as incorruptible as rumored.

If she spoke again, she would only cause trouble for herself, and she bowed her head.

Is it smart?

No, she just didn't want to get in trouble.

She chose to keep her mouth shut, the reality is like this, even if you have the heart to change some bad things, not having the corresponding status is just a delusion in your heart. Most of the people who put the delusions in their hearts into practice will only break their heads in the face of all kinds of resistance, and those who succeed will ...... Few.

"But you're right, if you don't even do the treatment and replace it, it's really a bit unpleasant to say. Principal Luo nodded thoughtfully, and after a while, he ordered: "Teacher Xiao, tomorrow you go to the Forestry Bureau, find Jiang Cheng, tell him about the situation, and let him come over." ”

"Well, okay. ”

"You should know what to say. ”

"Don't worry, Principal Luo, I know what to say. ”

"That's good, thank you. ”

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The next day, news quietly spread that the school was ready to replant sycamores.

Because there is no basis for it, most people don't care.

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ps: Thank you for the update vote cast by the little friend of Yuwayne, but 9000 words is still too difficult for Nanhua.

It's not that 9,000 words can't be posted, it's just that it will disrupt my update plan...... Hehe, safety first~