After Lao Zheng was called out, the class exploded all of a sudden, and Yuqiu pulled me and leaned on the window to investigate the situation.

"Teacher Zheng, don't forget why you came to Fengling to teach in the first place. It was you who begged the principal to let you stay, and you said you couldn't go back to the country, you wanted to stay in the city. In the past few years, I have tried my best to arrange the best resources for you, and even handed over the class with the highest admission rate to you, just hoping that you can make some achievements. What now? Look at your class, I won't talk about An Yuqiu and Hao Jianren, now even Zhang Huaixu's grades are declining! When people were admitted, they were the first in the city, and you can see what you have been taught.

You still don't let them go to self-study classes and take them to the movies? Still thinking about shielding them, do you still look like a homeroom teacher? ”

"Director, the children in the first class are actually quite obedient, and I think it's not impossible to let them relax after the exam......."

"Shut up! What does it mean to let them relax a little bit? This is about to be the third year of high school, and other classes are racing against time to study, what about your class? Something's going on! Can you afford their future! If you don't manage it well, this class teacher, you don't want to be it! Don't even think about receiving this month's salary! The watering can shook his hand and left angrily.

"How's it going, watering can scolding him?" Hao Jianren came up and wanted to see the situation outside, but was pushed away by Yuqiu.

"Okay, okay, don't look at it, go back and sit down."

I watched Lao Zheng pat his face outside the door, trying his best to make a relaxed expression, and then opened the door.

"Yo, what's going on? What are you looking at me? Hurry up, review. Lao Zheng smiled.

He smiled so hard that everyone could guess what had just happened outside. The people in the class didn't laugh as usual, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

At this time, Yuqiu suddenly stood up and said to Lao Zheng: "Lao Zheng, I'm sorry, I played the movie." Don't punish them, punish me. ”

"Lao Zheng, in fact, I also let it go." Hao Jianren followed and stood up.

"Yes, teacher, I also participated in ....."

"I have ..... too"

After a while, almost the whole class stood up in unison.

Lao Zheng chuckled and said: "You all sit down, our relationship is not only a teacher and a student, but also a friend, since everyone is a friend, it is not a big deal to help a friend carry the pot once, it's okay, study hard, don't make it again next time........"

Before this happened, I felt that the relationship between teachers and students was like the relationship between the ruling class and the ruled class, especially the class teacher, who would use the voice of parents to say something that we didn't want to hear at all. However, what we don't know is that in fact, in a place that we can't see, he also accepts criticism from others because of our mistakes, but we don't know it.......

At that time, we always talked about "one person doing things and one person should be", but when the problem really came, we learned to stick a knife in the ribs for our friends, but we forgot who the person who should really be treated gently......

The next day, the exam papers were handed out. The more you expect it to happen slowly, the faster it will happen, like this final exam.

Compared to the previous results, there was neither an increase nor a decrease, so my mood was calm. An Yuqiu said: No regression is progress.

As soon as she got the paper, she threw it aside, not even looking at the score. On her desk were piles of drafts, all related to the New Year's party.

"It's just a New Year's Day party, you won't be so grand."

"Little pigeon, you don't understand. This New Year's Day party, but Mu Xi is responsible for hosting it! As a representative of our class, I have to give him the copywriting for the New Year's Day party, and I can't let him find fault with it......."

In addition to painting, she will have such an attachment to Mu Xi.

I leaned forward to see what she had written, but I didn't expect that the three pages full of words, except for the title of the New Year's Day party, were all the names of a person.

"So you can't think of anything except Mu Xi until now?"

"Oh, I don't have limited language skills, you know I'm the most annoying language, this stage play still has to write a script, how can I have that brain capacity."

"Also, your Chinese composition this time is only six points. It's too hard for you to write a script. ”

She suddenly squirmed over, leaned on my shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Little pigeon, you are good at language, help me, help me......"

Here we go again.

"I haven't written a script either......."

"It's okay, sister believes in you, come on, comrade!" She looked at me with an expression that the heavens were about to descend on the people.

I had to sigh, no way, who made her the best person in the world, to me?

"Take it. But I can't guarantee that I will write it well. ”

“yes！ Little pigeon, I'm optimistic about you. ”

Because of this sudden task, I went to Xinhua Bookstore alone after school that afternoon.

The atmosphere of the bookstore is very quiet, and the air is filled with the faint smell of books, which I like to enjoy.

If you want to write a script...... Should I look for a drama book, or a director?

Row after row, cabinet after cabinet, with a wide variety of book styles, I searched for a long time, and I didn't know what kind of books to take.

Yes, I saw a very heavy book on the bookshelf next to me.

"Encyclopedia of China Drama Volume"?

I reached out and wanted to take it off. Just as my hand touched the book, my other hand suddenly came back to my hand.

Feeling the slightly hot temperature, I almost immediately withdrew my hand.

"Huh? You are...... Tan Lige? "The clear sound that is as familiar as a clear spring comes to my ears.

"Senior Mu Xi?"

He smiled and continued, "What a coincidence, why are you here?" ”

"I ...... Take a look. ”

Mu Xi took out the book from the bookshelf and handed it to me.

"Encyclopedia of China, Drama Volume? Do you also like to study this? ”

"Okay, I'm just ........ Take a look. ”

I heard Yuqiu say before that Mu Xi is the president of the drama club, and his ability to write and act is quite good, maybe, I can ask him........ As long as you don't confess to helping Yuqiuka.

"Senior Mu Xi, may I ask, do you know how to write a script?"

"Script? What kind of script do you mean?"

"It's just an ordinary stage play."

"Stage play, I will. Let's go sit over there, and I'll teach you. ”

After Mu Xi finished speaking, he took some more books from the bookshelf and walked to the table next to him and sat down.

"What's wrong? Come and sit. ”

"Oh, okay........"

As far as I am concerned, Mu Xi can only be regarded as a person I know, and sitting face to face with him in a quiet bookstore can't help but make me a little uncomfortable.

"You write down the general outline of the story first, in the form of dialogue, do you understand?" Mu Xi asked me.

"Okay."

When Mu Xi's gaze took off me and he looked at his book seriously, I felt a sigh of relief.

If I'm just writing a story, maybe I can give it a try. However, in order to improve students' innovative literacy in art, the program of this New Year's Day party must be original, and it is not possible to find the same script on the Internet to fool the past.

My story is about a newlywed couple in the general's mansion, who are very loving and have a happy life. Soon after they got married, the general was ordered by the emperor to guard the border passes.

Before leaving, the general said to his wife: "Lady, please rest assured, no matter how far I go or how long I go, in my heart, you are my only wife in this life." Wait until I get back......."

Day after day, month after month, month after month, the wife finally waited for her return, however, beside the general, there was another woman.

The wife asked, "Husband, dare to ask ..... this girl is?"

"Oh, she's a girl I know in the frontier, and when I saw her poor background, I wanted to bring her to the house........"

"The husband is kind-hearted, but he wants to find an errand for this girl?"

"No, I think....... Take her as a concubine. ”

"In that case, the husband will prepare."

"No, it's just a concubine, let her toast a bowl of tea and go through the motions."

"I'm afraid my husband has misunderstood. I'm asking you to prepare a letter of resignation. ”

A tear crossed the woman's face, which was no longer young, and she still remembered that when she first saw him, he was just a gentle young man with no power and no power.

The handsome boy in the forest, gently brushing his sleeves, Qinghuan owes a you, Bai Chayu has a love, he is waiting, his girl.......

"You have a lot of ideas about the plot, but isn't it a little too tragic?" Mu Xi stood behind me and commented.

"What's so tragic about this, at least, this girl, can afford to love, can let go, would rather give up this love than wronged herself. In this way, I will be much happier for the rest of my life........"

Since the heart is no longer there, what is the use of keeping his people? It's better to let him go, and let yourself go.

"I think so. But after all, it's just a stage play for the school's New Year's Day party, so you don't need to pay too much attention to the writing format, you just need to determine the personality of each character in the play, and then spend more pen and ink on the text dialogue, supplemented by some descriptions of the background and the like. Mu Xi stepped forward from behind me, picked up the pen I had placed on the table, and explained in detail that the whole process was written on paper.

He writes beautifully, softly and gracefully.

He was so close that I could almost feel his breath against my cheeks, a little warm.

"Thank you, senior, I know, thank you."

I was a little nervous and dazed by the strange and subtle atmosphere, and hurriedly left the bookstore with my book, not daring to stop for a moment, and didn't even say goodbye to Mu Xi.......

I don't know why I ran away, but I just ran away for no apparent reason......