After lunch, Yun Feng walked from the cafeteria to the teacher's dormitory with five or six young teachers. The teachers' dormitories arranged by the school for single teachers are in the same courtyard, two two-story buildings next to each other. In this way, everyone can take care of each other in life on weekdays, have mutual feelings, and can also take the school as their home, and better take root in No. 1 Middle School.

"Huh? How did you handle the matter of Ban Na Tian Zhao? ”

Tian Weiwei, the physics teacher in Yun Feng's class, asked. She is a white and chubby girl, beautiful, likes constellations, Gemini, and often laughs and plays with Yun Feng.

"It's basically all right, just wait for the school to deal with it."

Yun Feng remembered that she took the time to ask Director Song about Tian Zhao's punishment yesterday, and Director Song asked her opinion instead, so she frankly said that she didn't want to leave a black spot on the student's file, but she hoped to give a severe warning to set an example. I don't know if Director Song also agrees with her opinion, anyway, Director Song nodded slightly at that time, and went back to her office without saying anything. She didn't ask any more, wondering if it would turn out or not.

"For the sake of that kid's good attitude in admitting his mistakes, I can give him leniency."

Tian said thoughtfully.

"How do you know?"

Yun Feng was a little surprised. Tian Weiwei is not a homeroom teacher because of physical reasons, and works in the office on the second floor, while their homeroom teacher works on the third floor.

"Just look at his class, he used to be in my class and always couldn't control his small talk, but now he is basically quiet, and he takes notes and writes questions quite seriously, I don't know if he was scared, or he changed it sincerely."

Tian pouted slightly.

"Thank you for being so meticulous, no matter what his reason is, in short, it's better than before, right, then give him more opportunities in class, let him experience the sense of accomplishment after getting better, and see if you can motivate him to persevere."

When Yun Feng heard this, this was an opportunity, and hurriedly said to Tian Weiwei.

"Yes, I'm going to ask him to answer the questions in the next class, and if he answers correctly, he will naturally have more confidence and more fun."

Tian Weiwei said.

As teachers, they all know that it is not easy for a student to make progress, if he experiences the successful experience of hard work, he will be more confident to face the difficulties in learning, so that he can form a positive cycle in learning, and he himself will not be willing to go down, with Tian Zhao's character, if he himself becomes better, not only subtract the bad influence on the class, but also invisibly bring positive influence to his fox friends and dogs, which is very good.

"How are you going to teach the little cubs in your class a good lesson in the afternoon class?"

Tian Weiwei asked again.

"I was thinking about teaching me a lesson, but now I'm tired of teaching and don't want to teach anymore, so I want to ask them to be nice to me. Hey. ”

Yun Feng replied with a smile.

"Request? I've never heard of a homeroom teacher asking a student to be nice to her. I'm going to listen and see what you ask. ”

Tian Weiwei's apricot eyes widened when he heard Yun Feng's word "request", and his face was shocked, but he was immediately full of curiosity.

"Next time, I'll invite you next time. I don't know what the effect will be this time, so let me cover it up and don't embarrass myself too much, right? ”

Yun Feng raised his hand and stroked his forehead, looking like he had a headache.

"Okay, don't forget it next time. You're going to report back to me after this time. ”

Tian Weiwei looked at Yun Feng's embarrassed look, and finally spared her.

"I didn't report back to you. Go and rest, I'll go back to sleep for a while, I'll be trapped to death. ”

Yun Feng smiled bitterly. She definitely has a love-hate relationship with Tian Weiwei.

Tian Weiwei cares about her very much, but everything is too big or small, everything she can know must be known, and she is moved and a little helpless about it.

"Go quickly, look at you, you don't sleep for a day, it's like three days without rest."

Tian walked happily to her own residence, and the other teachers had already dispersed one by one while they were talking.

In the afternoon class meeting, Yun Feng didn't have a headache when he thought about it like he did two days ago.

She actually can't think about it so much, a few days ago, she found the graduate school entrance examination score on the Internet, and the others have passed, and she failed in English alone.

There are two re-examination scores for the School of Higher Education of Peking University, one is a high score of 345 points, and the other is a total score of 325 points, but a single English score of 64 points is required.

Yun Feng's English was still affected by the emotions at the time, only in her early fifties, with a total score of more than 310 points, if her English can reach 64 points, then she will have absolutely no problem passing the second re-examination line. It's a pity, it's a pity. What if it's a pity?

Although she had a premonition in her heart that she would fall off the list again, the moment she saw the score, she was still bitter in her heart better than the juice squeezed out of a hundred bitter gourds.

Except for the bitterness, she didn't feel that sad, and there were no tears at all. But the body was in a condition, and the day after seeing the score, she began to vomit and diarrhea, dizzy and weak, these days she is busy with Tian Zhao's affairs, and she is just letting herself turn with things.

In fact, it's not just Tian Zhao's matter, but her life in school, it doesn't seem to have changed at all, and no one knows what happened in her own life, and what her true mood is.

Whether it is on the badminton court after school every day, or she talking and laughing in the cafeteria, or standing on the podium facing the students, she is in the office with students' parents, colleagues, leaders, and her colleagues and friends who are like just facing her own friends, she is no different from her usual before.

Only when she returned to her room and plugged in the latch of the door, the lightheadedness came back again, and she fell into bed tiredly, closed her eyes and fell into a state of drowsiness.

Halfway through my sleep, I was woken up by an indescribable feeling of swelling from my heart to my abdomen, and I hurriedly got up with my body propped up, and ran all the way into the bathroom as if I was floating, squatting on the toilet, and there was another burst of vomiting and diarrhea.

Finally, when her bloating went down, she trembled and leaned against the wall from the bathroom back to the bed, closed her eyes, gasped a little relaxed, pressed her hand on her navel, pulled up the quilt with her other hand, turned over and fell asleep again.

She was reluctant to go to the hospital, and now there is no one around her who can know that she is so meticulous, so naturally she is so self-assertive and slowly boiled by herself, as if this is enough to punish herself for the mistake of the graduate school entrance examination caused by her undetermined mind at that time.

On weekdays, she is not feeling well, as long as she can tolerate it, she will not tell her family and friends, let alone Shanantong. This time, she didn't even tell him about the graduate school entrance examination scores.

Yes, she regretted this incident in her heart that she didn't even have the courage to really face it calmly, and she didn't have enough strength to tell him. I'm afraid that as soon as he says it, he will sniff out between the lines the weakness and sadness of his lack of strength, and I'm afraid that he won't even have the heart to read the book well.

She knew him too well. His letters are always good news and not bad news. She might not have imagined anything else, but he had never told her how he was doing over there, and he didn't seem to have a cold, which was unlikely.

Michigan is cold, half the year is winter, he is a southern Chinese, floating among those snowflakes, no matter how warm the room is, there will always be a time when he is uncomfortable, getting sick, fever, it is always inevitable, but he has an email every day, never said that when she is unwell, of course she knows that he doesn't want her to worry.

Naturally, she is the same, and as long as Shannan can receive her email as scheduled and make sure that she is okay, he will not ask her. He knew her thoughts. He only hopes that he will graduate soon and then return to China immediately to join her.

Thinking of him, her heart seemed to be safe in her sleep, and her mouth involuntarily turned up, bringing a happy smile unique to a woman in love. She didn't know whether it was a dream or a waking sigh and said:

"Don't think about it, there are two history classes and one class meeting in the afternoon."

After tossing and turning for a while, she pressed her navel again and fell asleep.