Chapter 40: How Can There Be a Quiet Time (2)
The process of the matter is like this: the little boy is originally introverted and doesn't like to talk, and he usually doesn't like to ask questions, and when Bai Zhi came to self-study, the head teacher had already greeted him and said that he didn't care about him.
Originally, Bai Zhi was also idle, just doing what was within her duties. If there is a question that cannot be answered, as long as the student raises his hand, he will definitely explain it until he understands it thoroughly.
Many students who didn't solve or didn't understand in class were actively asking, and many students did their homework quickly. As long as the little boy secretly wipes his tears in his seat.
Bai Zhi looked at the student who was twitching his shoulders, then walked up to the front and asked softly, "Little friend, what's wrong?" ”
The boy raised his eyes to look at Bai Zhi, tears were still rolling in his eyes, his mouth was pursed, and he didn't say a word.
This pitiful appearance made Bai Zhi a little embarrassed to turn around and ignore it. I picked up the notebook on the table and looked at it, and the last question only wrote one step.
The rest of the steps were clearly a stuck head, the numbers erased and written, written and erased, and the white paper was mixed with unerased pencil prints and dripping tears.
Faced with such a boy who couldn't cry himself, Bai Zhishi really didn't know what to do. I was simply not comforted, as if I had never seen him crying, and explained the topic by myself.
The boy's sobbing gradually stopped, and one hand gently wiped his eyes and listened intently.
After speaking, Bai Zhi breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking at the little boy holding the pen for a long time, I don't know if he understands it.
Before Bai Zhi's worries passed, the little boy picked up the pen and wrote it all in unison, and it was all written in less than a minute, and he checked it carefully before handing it to Bai Zhi: "Teacher, thank you." ”
Bai Zhi saw the little boy in front of him clearly at this moment, with a small melon seed face, single eyelids, and thick eyebrows. This look is the embryo of a handsome guy when he grows up!
Bai Zhi picked up the notebook and looked at it. Sure enough, it was all right: "It's all right." But I won't ask in the future, but you can't cry your nose, you're a little man! ”
The boy's face turned red, there was a small flame in his eyes, he pursed his mouth tightly, slowly took back his notebook, sat down in one go, and buried his head deep in his arms.
The time that is busy always ends quietly.
Therefore, when the bell rang for the end of class, the little boy handed the homemade greeting card to her with unmistakable speed almost at a rocket-like speed before Bai Zhi walked out of the classroom door.
On the way to the graduate school entrance examination training class, the joy and gratitude in the boy's eyes when he handed over the greeting card, and a kind of shameful scene that the teacher paid attention to appeared in Bai Zhi's head. This scene accompanied Bai Zhi's many later disappointments in the face of educational problems, and then derived a trace of warmth.
Bai Zhi couldn't help but think of when she was in elementary school, because there was a question that she couldn't answer, and it was not easy to muster up the courage to ask the teacher, but she only got the sentence "Are you a pig brain?" It's not that simple!"
However, after scolding, this question is still not solved. But since that day, Bai Zhi's grades have become worse and worse, and an excellent student who was originally a good student has become an old fritter in the class because of that sentence.
Thankfully, when she was in junior high school, all the teachers Bai Zhi met were very responsible, serious, and rarely scolded, and even if she did, she would never hurt her self-esteem so much.
Bai Zhi sighed a little in her heart, in fact, she used to be the same as this little boy, if she could have even a little bit of care from the teacher, maybe many things would be very different.
And it is actually unfair to put all the responsibility on the teacher, as an educator, although the profession is special, but in fact, like many ordinary people, there are also seven emotions and six desires.
Only a very few wonderful teachers who treat students unkindly will let them finally embark on a road of no return.
Education has always been a difficult problem to solve for thousands of years, and it is even more difficult to solve in modern times.
There is no quiet time, but it is just an individual who has cultivated in the current educational environment! All events happen by accident and by necessity.
It's noon in a blink of an eye, because everything is still just beginning, Bai Zhi hasn't taken the time to buy ingredients, and now in this situation, she can only deal with the fast food outside for a few days, and when it's the weekend, the vacated half of the sky can be used to buy in the local supermarket.
Generally, women prefer to go to clothing stores, cosmetics stores, bag shops or some very elegant afternoon tea and tea halls. Bai Zhi has gone from being sensible to the present, and the only place that can make her enthusiastic and desperate is the supermarket.
Fang Yuan and Mai Dong once complained about her fiercely, saying that she was not a normal woman at all, her brain circuit was simply a parallel bar structure, she liked some inexplicable things, and she also liked to go to some places that women didn't like to go, such as supermarkets and vegetable markets.
Rao is unlikely to be a woman with a beauty-loving nature who likes the vegetable market: bargaining with a group of vegetable sellers, and having to suffer from the eyes of others, as well as some grandmothers' abuse such as "being so young and scheming with an old woman".
Before Fang Yuan and Mai Dong came, Bai Zhi's food alone was to take advantage of the day to catch up with the market, and went to the market early in the morning to buy a week's dishes, as for all kinds of fruits and yogurt, they were also purchased for a week at one time.
In fact, Bai Zhi is not like this because she doesn't like to go to the vegetable market, nor is it because of how small the vegetable market in that town is. It's because she really doesn't want to show that face. There is a lot of gossip in small places.
In order to avoid becoming a talking point in the mouth, Bai Zhi can try not to go out and never go out, and can solve it by phone and resolutely does not talk face-to-face. Therefore, Angelica Angelica rarely shops online, because she can't deliver goods upstairs, and she has to go to the other side of the street to pick up the package.
Hurriedly ordered a bowl of copying hands at a noodle restaurant outside the custody center, and while the store was still cooking, Bai Zhi took out the information in the bag, sorted out the courses to be trained by the next class, made a psychological preset, and used her mobile phone to encyclopedia the main content of the subject on the Internet.
Sister Wang saw Bai Zhi's figure from a distance, and was a little surprised, and walked over to greet her: "Teacher Bai," as soon as Bai Zhi turned around, Sister Wang had a kind of surprise as if she met an acquaintance: "Sure enough, it's you." You don't only have classes in the afternoon, why don't you go home and cook? ”
Bai Zhi: "I'll have something to do later." By the way, if you don't eat it, you won't go back. Bai Zhi felt that although the training was not unsightly, it was inevitable that she would habitually be psychologically fortified.
Sister Wang: "Oh, okay. Then you can eat it. Someone brought me food. ”
Following Sister Wang's eyes, there was a tall man at the door of the custody center, carrying a lunch box in his hand, looking inside.
Bai Zhi nodded, and didn't say much. After putting the materials away, wait for the copyists to come up.
Bai Zhi walked into the classroom after paying the fee at the front desk and receiving the materials, found a place to sit in the corner, took out paper and pens from her bag for backup, and set the alarm for the afternoon nursery class, and set her mobile phone to vibrate.
Then he sat upright, like a schoolboy listening to a class.
There are still a lot of people who come to participate in the postgraduate training, and there are two or three hundred people in the general public class of Bai Zhibao, sitting in the lecture hall, black and pressing, feeling that everyone's face is sticky together, and it is impossible to tell who is who at all.
When it was almost time for class, there was still an empty seat next to Bai Zhi, she couldn't help but be happy, there was no one next to her, she would seem very comfortable and free.
As I thought about it, I felt that the table was dark for a moment, and the seat next to me creaked as the person sat down.
Then a hand stretched out: "Hello, classmate, my name is Lin Wen." ”
Bai Zhi turned her head to look at the boy with a sunny smile showing a row of white and neat teeth in front of her, and nodded, but did not stretch out her hand.
The boy looked at his free hands hanging in the air, some of them couldn't get off the stage, it was worth pretending to be tickling, smiled, and sat down.
After a while, the lecturer came to the stage with a handout, picked up the microphone and whispered that the class was over.
The lecturer on the stage seemed to be accustomed to such a scene, smiled gently and politely, and held the microphone: "In the future, everyone's position will be fixed like this." Later, there will be a special teacher who will post your seat number and name. Okay, now it's time to start classes. ”
Such a scene couldn't help but remind Bai Zhi of the psychological training meeting a long time ago, when Heather Ye came to power, it was also so radiant, and it was so glamorous.
Lin Wen next to him poked Bai Zhi, who poked out his god: "Classmate, can I borrow your pen?" ”
Bai Zhi: "No. ”
Lin Wen felt a little hurt: "Why? ”
Bai Zhi didn't raise her head, listening to the lecturer's lecture while taking notes, and after a while, a sentence floated out: "Because I want to use it." ”
Lin Wen felt that he was not only injured, but also had serious doubts about his life.
He is the grass of the chemistry department of their Tianshui University, but now he is rejected by such a good-looking girl, and he has to start thinking about whether his appearance has collapsed recently.
Lin Wen turned around and looked at someone beside him who was sitting seriously on his notes, and suddenly felt a little familiar.
Lin Wen lowered his head and asked softly, "You are the one who sat with me in the Xinshi car that day, right?" ”
......
"Classmate, isn't it?"
"Classmate, why don't you speak?"
Before Lin Wen could say the next sentence, the girl next to him turned her head to look at him, there was a trace of gloom in her eyes, and then as if she could be suppressed, only calm remained, only to hear her say lightly: "I don't like to talk." ”
Lin Wen was almost angry with this sentence! He was also a top student of the Department of Chemistry of Tianshui University, and after saying so many words, he was dismissed by people with such a few words, and he really had a kind of chess opponent in his heart, or that the psychological gap could not make him soberly realize his illusion.
Lin Wen felt that his psychological defense line was about to collapse, so he simply stopped talking, only opened the book and listened to the lecture.