However, in the afternoon, the head teacher suddenly called me to the office, affirmed the results of my hard work, and then warned me not to be proud, but to keep up the good work. These are all routine words, and my ears are almost calloused when I hear them, and I don't understand why the head teacher still has to say these words to me after several days.

After saying these clichés, the head teacher finally spoke to the point: "I heard that you took the first grade exam this time, and many classmates are clamoring for you to have a treat." Is there such a thing? ”

I was surprised, the god-like head teacher was really unusual, he knew it unknowingly when the various sects secretly stood up to each other before, and this time the matter of his friends' proposal to "invite guests to dinner" was actually discovered by him at lightning speed. Who is he sacred?

"Uh...... This one...... No, I don't. ”

"Really, isn't it?"

"Not really." In the face of the homeroom teacher's questioning, I felt very embarrassed, there is indeed a matter of asking for a treat, but I think the kind of thing that the teacher refers to is a real invitation to dinner, and there is really no such thing.

"Don't be afraid, the teacher is not criticizing you, the teacher is helping you. If a classmate threatens you with a treat, you should boldly tell the teacher, and the teacher will support you. The head teacher gave his trademark smile again, slowing down to his trademark pace. Narrowed into a slitted eye, there are countless steel knives.

"It's really not like that, teacher, you're really thinking too much."

"Hopefully, it's true. However, this kind of atmosphere of hospitality is not right......" Seeing that I repeatedly denied it, the head teacher's tone gradually slowed down, from forcing questions to reasoning.

I stood there listening, but I couldn't remember what I was listening to, but after a lot of nonsense, he finally let me go.

I've been in class for a while, but this class happens to be a self-study class. After returning to class, Song Hongyi curiously asked me what had happened. Under my simple description, he also thought it was incredible, he didn't expect the head teacher to know, to know so quickly, and to call me to the office to talk so seriously.

I think the head teacher has known about some secret events in the class more than once or twice, and each time he knows it very quickly, does he really have such a mysterious and murderous skill? It's as if there is always a gust of wind blowing from the classroom directly into the ears of the head teacher. One has to wonder if someone has told the truth.

The head teacher mentioned this matter again in the class meeting a few days later, and it seemed that he was still not very worried about me: "It is said that after the second classmate Mao Xiaoer took the first grade exam this time, there was a kind of unhealthy trend in the class!" Some classmates are making a lot of noise and asking Mao Xiaoer to invite them to dinner. I don't care if there is such a thing or not, I want to point out this uncivilized phenomenon here, please take caution from it, I don't want to see this happen next time! ”

When the homeroom teacher spoke, the students who didn't know the truth looked at me, and some of them were smirking. A few days ago, I was bathed in the envious and adoring eyes of everyone because of the first grade, and I suddenly became a clown, although I am not a troublemaker, but I seem to have become part of the negative teaching materials, and I feel so wronged.

I felt so wronged, and the rest of the club must have felt even more wronged. I looked around the classroom, and saw that they lowered their heads in a muffled voice, and some of the more anxious students pouted, obviously quite unconvinced.

In fact, I can also understand the teacher's good intentions, he actually supported me in doing this, hoping that I would not be badly influenced by those classmates. But at this time, I couldn't cry or laugh, I really didn't know whether I should be grateful to my teacher or grieve for my friends who were misunderstood.

During the recess, me, Song Hongyi, Ah Gui and several other members of the club complained about the head teacher outside the classroom:

"NND, it's just such a trivial matter, the head teacher actually made such a big fuss, this is too hateful." A ghost scolded.

"Yes, I was originally asked to go over and say a few words, but I still have to say it so seriously during the class meeting." I should be along.

"He told you that he didn't have much influence on you, and he said in front of the whole class that he was criticizing us." Song Hong said angrily, "It's really aggrieved and humiliating!" But no matter how I look at it, I think someone reported the news, and the head teacher only knew. ”

"I think so, I don't know who is so boring, and I have to report this kind of thing to the teacher."

……

The originally hot mood was instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water. In the end, we didn't go to eat sausages together, but spent several days in a very depressed mood. This matter gradually faded away, and finally stopped being talked about by classmates.

It's just that in the process, I happened to hear some words that Lin Ximeng told the teacher.

Song Hongyi was shocked when he heard this, and he said to me quite unconvincingly in private: "This matter is a joke that everyone knows when they see it, how can Lin Ximeng be so serious!" I really convinced her! ”

I listened to his complaints and didn't know what to say.

Lin Ximeng, for a long time I always felt that she was peeking at me. Especially in the third year of junior high school, since I was separated from her with the change of seats, I often had brief eye contact with her when I inadvertently passed in her direction, not to mention how many times she would stare at me when I was not paying attention. It's no surprise that she's aware of what's going on around me.

She has always given me the impression that she is the kind of obedient girl who does not listen to things outside the window and only reads the books of the sages, like a grain of dust in the wind, and like a shadow in the corner of the wall, always unnoticed. This time, he bravely stood up for me for an inconspicuous little thing and made a small report to the teacher. Could this be true? The contrast is too great.

Maybe all the "clever calculations" of the head teacher before were all told by Lin Ximeng, and those are all things that have a great adverse impact on the class, but this time it is different, and the "victim" this time is only myself. Originally, I didn't even pay attention to myself, but Lin Ximeng actually took it so seriously, which made me can't help but be moved.

For the first time, I felt the feeling of being cared for by a girl who cared more about me than I did, and it was a wonderful warm current blowing through my heart, like the sun shining on the earth, and the peach blossoms all over the mountains were blooming, swaying in the gentle breeze. That's the feeling that Yan Jinfeng has never given me.

I believe this is true, I believe that Lin Ximeng has been silently paying attention to me, helping me silently, and liking me silently.

This girl who has always been silent, in the shadow of no one's attention, has always cherished her unique purity, kindness and awe-inspiring righteousness, like natural jade, blooming with gorgeous light. This light is so warm, so charming, it gives people infinite power, and makes people feel that everything in this world is so beautiful.