You can be anything you want to be.

Tate's brother once said something to him.

"Now you don't understand, when you see something you really like, your brain will tell you that it's him, and I won't regret it."

This was not remembered by Tate when he did anything, except in Alma's first lesson, when she showed Abibo when she asked if anyone would like to clean up the mess with her.

This ringed in Tart's ears, and when his brother decided to give up the pride of the family, he tried to persuade him as best he could.

He raised his hand.

It turned out to be that feeling, he had a feeling of love at first sight with this plant, and it was as if he had experienced a violent chemical reaction in his head, and everything in the world was eclipsed.

Tate stood up, his movements slow, Abibo could do nothing to any slow-moving creature.

"A round of applause, everybody"

Alma laughed, and she clapped to herself, and at first the class was unmoved, she just cheered.

"Smack"

Theresa suddenly joined in the applause, feeling that if Tate didn't stand up, Alma's eyes would naturally drift to her, the initiator.

She applauded Tate very seriously, because in a way Tate helped her from the disaster.

Teresa heard the sparse applause of Lulu next to her, and Lulu was like this, and the person who would applaud you was a good friend.

In the classroom, two voices crackled against Roman's eardrums, he didn't know if Teresa did it on purpose, her elbow always hit his side when she clapped her hands.

Can't she be more elegant?

Roman rolled his eyes and snorted, which was very strange in the eyes of Honanstin, who was sitting in a group seat with the other two people at the far other end.

Actually, to be honest, he can't quite understand Roman's dislike and affection for Teresa, Roman is really strange.

He really showed dislike and favor too much of a combination.

Roman moved forward a little, and then began to applaud helplessly.

Honanstine saw Roman clapping one after another with that extraordinarily slow technique, extraordinarily heavy force, as if he was deliberately slowing down the tempo.

Honanstin listened to the applause trio that reverberated throughout the class, and now did he join or do he want to watch?

Jonanstin raised his hand, intending to listen carefully to the beat.

Theresa poked Roman, who let out a muffled snort that seemed to burst out of Roman's mouth.

Big-eyed Honanstine, this scene is not easy to see.

Jonansdine's eyes widened wider than usual.

He didn't know what happened to Roman and Teresa, but soon, Roman's applause quickened and Teresa began to sync.

Honansdin also found an entry point, and the applause crowd expanded, and the three became tigers, and several people in the class echoed the applause, and then more and more people joined in.

When Tate was destined for Abibo for the rest of his life, he was baptized by the first round of applause from the class.

Tate felt his blood boiling, and he stepped forward unconsciously, as if he were resigned to a thunderous fate.

"No, no, no, I made it very clear, you came to help me at the end of class, did I forget to say it?"

Alma blinked.

"She's too forgetful......"

Hya Lulu raised her hand slightly and grabbed her hair, and said in a low voice.

Who's to say it isn't.

……

Alma was petite, but she was powerful because her "companion was huge."

If the whole class hadn't witnessed Alma's feat of carrying Abibo in, who would have believed that the teacher, who was half a head shorter than Tate, could lift Abibo at the slightest mention of it.

"Haha, what's your name, it's the first time I've been in your class."

Along the way, because of the length of Alma's walking, Abibo's saliva was turned upside down, and Abibo's saliva touched the ground and made a characteristic "dripping" sound of water falling on the ground.

"Tate"

Alma smelled of moss from plants around her, and Tate could only smell it when she got closer.

"I didn't even expect you to raise your hand, I was thinking I'd order that red-haired girl if no one raised their hand."

Theresa was an exceptionally active and studious student in class, judging by the fact that she was picked up by her uncle to answer questions, and by the way she raised her hand.

Teresa is outgoing, dares to express her ideas, and is a little thick-skinned.

"That's Theresa."

Tate knew that his uncle liked Teresa very much, how to look at it, he said that she was very sunny, and Tate also admitted that Teresa could make people feel young and energetic from the language.

Of course, his uncle was not bad, and his voice was not inferior to that of their young people.

"She's so cute, I was thinking about her name when she raised her hand, was her name Teresa?"

Alma turned to Tate and asked.

Tate remembered that he had just said that the red-haired girl was called Teresa.

“…… Right. ”

Alma looked at him and nodded thoughtfully.

"And what about her tablemates? The boy had silver, slightly curly silver, monocles. ”

It seems that Alma is impressed with Teresa and Roman, who are at the same table.

"That's Roman."

Tate noticed that he and Alma had questions and answers along the way, but Abibo was completely unresponsive to outside sounds.

"He's Roman, ah, my brain......"

Alma tapped her head with a free hand.

"I didn't even recognize him, he's not as bad as the rumors."

Alma lifted Abibo's sliding basin.

Roman's rumors are almost rampant, like the classic quote of Dwarf Man—all good qualities are devalued by a little black bad deeds.

"I also really met Roman when I came to Sing Island to audition, and the rumors will be self-defeating one day."

Tate said there are three ways for men to gain same-sex recognition, overwhelming force, superior ability, and a combination of the above.

Roman is a combination of the above two.

"He's a very lively guy at the table and his tablemates."

Roman, who has been criticized by the tutor of Capital College as a sick and rebellious Roman, has been praised by the teachers who teach one after another in Sing Tao, and Sing Tao may be Roman's new starting point.

"I just think Theresa is very lively."

Roman is not lively, he just has itchy teeth and wants to speak, although Tate approves of Roman's "fist", but he still remembers Roman calling him "Mole".

He felt a little unbearable, he was much more upright than a mole.

"Theresa alone or Roman alone, I don't think any of them are lively and interesting, but when they get together, they seem to be very lively."

Alma motioned for a turn, and they had to put Abibo in place before proceeding to the next step.

Teresa and Roman, if it weren't for Roman's whispered taunts on the side, Teresa's questions seemed normal.

Without Theresa's questioning, Roman would have been like a person who was constantly whining.

"You're the first teacher to say that, but I think they're two types of people."

Teresa is very relatable, and Roman is the other extreme, maybe really as Alma said, because the two are very different, so they can better set off a certain quality of the other.

"That's what you think? What shall I say, Tate, this is a stereotype, and what you know about Teresa is that she is a friendly person, and this conclusion may have been taken from someone else or confirmed by yourself. ”

Alma was talkative, she was talking to Tate, who she had just met, and she was more of an older friend than her teacher.

"When you form an established opinion of Roman, then the halo effect comes, and once there is only a little shadow of Roman's words and deeds, your opinion will be magnified and magnified to the maximum."

Alma was not only a paleontologist, she was also a thinker.

"So as a teacher, I also fall into this kind of habitual thinking from time to time. So I often try to look at my students, my colleagues, on the opposite side of things. This method cannot completely avoid cognitive errors, but at least it can minimize cognitive biases. ”

Learning to keep your eyes open and really look at something is not easy in this complex society.

Alma wasn't forgetful, she forgot all the things that didn't matter, her self-introduction, she forgot to tell the time, she forgot Teresa's name, these things were dispensable.

But as a teacher, Alma has not lost sight of her mission.

She doesn't need to characterize a student who is incurable, and who is malleable? All she has to do is really get to know her student and guide him appropriately.

“…… Where the hell are we going? ”

Tate was moved, it wasn't that he didn't understand this truth, he just didn't expect these words to be so memorable in Alma's mouth.

"Oooo

Alma let out an exclamation, turning his fingers, and they made a sharp turn, and Abibo moved violently with the centrifugal force of the rapid turn.

"Are these words your feelings, or are they said to you, my brother has also said some similar things to me, abstract but so true."

Tate said.

The ignorance of human beings at the beginning may be because they see through the truth of the world in a few words, and the end of the world is the beginning of turbidity and separation.

It wasn't until that moment that Tate understood why his brother had chosen stone carving over the pride and pride of the family.

Why did he raise his hand, why did he go up to the podium and be invited down?

"It seems to be a sentence that affects the direction of your life, but unfortunately I have only now understood this truth, and I finally understood it with thirty-five years of personal practice."

Alma said that no one had reminded her in her life, and that she had only understood it by risking her own lives.

"Maybe you don't think about it, but there are many words that you can only understand if you experience them yourself."

……

Tate touched Abibo's plant, and felt that it was like a plant when it was not prey, and only when the prey appeared in the light of lightning did it reveal its animal instincts.

"Can I come and take care of it often? I really like it. ”

Tate was relentless in dealing with Abibo's gastric residues, and maybe he really loved it.

"Wow, even I, a cultivator, will dislike them from time to time, and you will take the initiative to ask to stay......"

Alma took off her gloves and was surprised to hear Tate's words.

"I thought you were just ...... on a whim"

Abibo was quiet under Tate's petting, after all, he was not a dog, and he would not turn his belly.

"I don't like to rise up and do things."