Chapter 8: Mother and Daughter
At five o'clock in the afternoon on the first day of school, the whole class arrived at the classroom. Lin Wen also took Liu Xiaotian to sit in the middle, and when he looked up, Yan Jiajun was sitting on the podium. She looked around the classroom and nodded in satisfaction, "It looks like everyone is here." Let me introduce myself first, my name is Yan Jiajun, I am the daughter of Gao Ping, the class teacher, my mother asked me to arrange the seat first, and please cooperate, thank you. She bowed as she spoke.
What I didn't expect was that there was no ridicule, no discussion and ridicule, no applause, cheers and encouragement, and the whole class was silent, and no one showed anything. Yan Jiajun was a little embarrassed, but he still kept calm: "Then let's start." There are three people per table, and the front and back two tables are a group, and the principle of row seating is that men and women are matched, and height and height are matched. I think the ratio of men and women in our class is about two to one, so each group tentatively has four men and two women, and if there are not enough or more, then adjust, please find your own table to fight together. ”
When everyone heard that they were looking for it, they immediately exploded: "Old Wu, come here!" "Brother Huang, don't worry, I'll be there soon!" "Ah Lian, this way!" "Ruyi, let's have a table!" …… Lin Wen's mind was a little messy, and he slowly took out the second lollipop from his trouser pocket, put it in his mouth, and listened carefully, he couldn't help but have some doubts: Why are they so familiar? And their dialects? How is it all in Mandarin? Can't you find a single Zhuxi person? Whispered to Liu Xiaotian: "Have you found your fellow countryman?" ”
Liu Xiaotian shook his head, suddenly moved a crooked idea, stood up and shouted, "Are there any classmates from Zhuxi?" I'm looking for a fellow here! The class was silent, as silent as Yan Jiajun was on stage again. Liu Xiaotian maintained a standing posture, not knowing what to do. Lin Wen pulled him down and whispered, "What are you doing?" Liu Xiaotian blushed: "Didn't I help you find a fellow countryman?" Who knew it would look like this! ”
Lu Wanyi was still sitting in the corner, looking at the book and coughing lightly. Yan Jiajun walked up to Liu Xiaotian and leaned over: "Are you from Zhuxi?" Liu Xiaotian hurriedly pointed at Lin Wen: "I...... I'm not, he is, I found it for him. Yan Jiajun turned his eyes to Lin Wen: "My hometown is also in Zhuxi, it seems that we are fellow villagers." As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand again.
Lin Wen looked at the eyes of the whole class, and he was very panicked, not knowing how to react. Liu Xiaotian looked at it from the side, and said busily: "Let's talk about the matter of recognizing the fellow countryman later." Since the two of them are fellow villagers, let's sit here. As he spoke, he gave her the middle seat.
Yan Jiajun retracted his hand at this time, moved the things to the seat, smiled at Lin Wen, and sat down.
The eyes of the classmates did not take their eyes off the whole time, and Lu Wanyi seemed to be reading the book in her hand from beginning to end. Yan Jiajun was stared at by everyone from Lin Wen's point of view for a while, and he was extremely nervous: "That...... Everybody go on, go on. ”
Only then did the classmates turn around and make a fuss again. Lu Wanyi frowned, and was about to say something, but she heard a sound of footsteps in high heels, and closed her mouth again.
After a while, a middle school girl voice spoke: "What's going on in the classroom?" Why is it so noisy? Can't you do a little thing, Jiajun? ”
The class fell silent for the third time, and Yan Jiajun stood up, his face flushed: "No, mother, I ......"
"Well, needless to say, it's not a big deal, just exercise more in the future. Also, I will call Mr. Gao in the future, remember. When Lin Wen looked up, he saw a middle-aged woman of thirty-five or sixteen years old, with her hair draped, wearing metal-framed glasses, holding an LV bag in her hand, wearing a dress, and striding in.
Gao Ping put her bag on the podium, looked at the halfway seat, and asked, "Jiajun, what did you tell them?" ”
Yan Jiajun never sat down, and lowered his head: "Yes...... According to your instructions, three people at a table, two tables in a group, tall and short, each group of about two women and four men......" Gao Ping waved his hand: "The combination of men and women is very good, but now it seems that the height and height are a little difficult to do, so forget it." Now, according to what I just said, adjust your seat yourself and give you five minutes, and if you don't adjust it in five minutes, I'll adjust it for you. Let's go! ”
As soon as she finished speaking, the class consciously moved quietly, and there was some communication, but it was also an extremely faint voice, and it was impossible to hear it at all when it was far away. In this situation, it seemed familiar, Lin Wen couldn't help frowning: Does this teacher also have magic powers? Why are these classmates also ......
Yan Jiajun next to him asked him in a low voice, "Lin Wen, what's wrong?" Lin Wen realized that his expression was not hidden, and his brows relaxed: "It's nothing." But the analysis began in my heart:
The elements of the same phenomenon must be similar, similar...... Teachers, classmates, dare not speak...... If there is only character and behavior or psychology, then that is, one of the two has a ...... for the other Students have a ...... about the teacher Reverence that goes deep into the marrow? No, you can't have such a thing for a few minutes together...... Is that fear? It seems that there is no basis for refutation, so there is.
So, to conclude that students have a deep fear of their teachers.
The question that had plagued Lin Wen for several years finally found the answer at this time, the stone in his heart finally fell, and the other string was tightened: Do we students have to be born afraid? No, everybody has been a student, so that is, everybody has to be born to be afraid? Is it like a beast that lives in fear every day, like a beast that feeds in the shadows? Is it like our ancestors? Could it be that human beings have evolved for thousands of years without escaping the shackles of fear? Can't we just live in the sun?
Thinking of this, his head hurt a little, and he hurriedly held his forehead with his right hand to bring his attention back to reality.
Yan Jiajun turned his head cautiously again: "Lin Wen, are you okay?" Headache? Do I need to visit the school doctor's office? Give it to my mother if you need it...... Teacher Gao said. ”
Lin Wen shook his head, put his hand down, and said slowly: "It's okay, it's an old problem, although it can't be cured, it won't last long every time, just endure it and it's over." ”
Lin Wen glanced to the right, Yan Jiajun's cold greeting made him a little worried: Is this person gentle and considerate to everyone, or is he only like this? If it's the former, it's fine, if it's the latter...... He hurriedly retracted it, and his head hurt again if he thought about it like this.
When the five minutes were up, Gao Ping shouted "stop", looked around, and nodded with satisfaction. In comparison, Yan Jiajun's performance is more clumsy...... Much greener. Gao Ping found her daughter first, then looked at Liu Xiaotian next to her, and finally fixed her eyes on Lin Wen. Lin Wenming confessed that he couldn't bow his head, so he had to look at her, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she looked away.
Gao Ping said loudly again: "Then, I still have a meeting, let's get to know each other in the group first, and by the way, choose the team leader." After speaking, he picked up his bag, walked to the door, and retreated: "By the way, snacks are not allowed in the school, including candy, please consciously abide by them, this is the school rule." As he spoke, he seemed to glance at Lin Wen inadvertently, and the latter immediately reacted and reluctantly took the sugar out of his mouth.
It wasn't until the sound of high heels faded away that the students in the front row turned around. Lin Wen was not interested in any of this, he just thought, it doesn't matter if he can't eat sugar, as long as the team leader can't take his turn......