Along the way in life, in addition to enjoying the scenery along the way and experiencing the polishing of life, you will also gain unexpected gratitude. Whether you are confused at the moment or not, when the sun rises, please believe that at the beginning of every dawn, there is a dawn.

Wen Xiaoguo's state at school is getting worse and worse, although Lao Zhao will come to the school every Saturday to pick him up, but in school, he is still silent, most of the time he is like an outsider, looking at the teachers and classmates around him, looking at the clouds and clouds, and he has no intention of staying. Sometimes I feel like I'm living in a world where I'm alone, and I don't need to care or bother.

Before he could find a new road sign in his life, his confusion and confusion completely disrupted his previous life and worldview. He began to skip classes, indulged in novels, occasionally confronted teachers, hung out with a group of out-of-school thugs, and was taught to smoke. Not only did his grades plummet, but his personality also became rough. So Wen Xiaoguo joined the sensitive group that almost all schools will have - back row students.

I don't know if this is the case in most middle schools in China, or only in the small towns on the northwestern border. Math teachers often bark gently in class:

"Those students who sit in remote mountainous areas, you can not listen to my lectures, you can sleep on the desk, but you can't play cards in class! I'm lecturing in the front, and you're four twos in the back, and it's Wang Bang, it's not like talking......"

This seems to be an unwritten school rule, often the better the academic performance of the students are sitting in the front row, so that the excellent flowers of the motherland can be closer to the gardener watering, what about the poor learners? If the first row in front of the blackboard is compared to the feet of the Son of Heaven, then Wen Xiaoguo was transferred from the first three rows to the back row of the classroom step by step, just like the process of ancient court officials being demoted and exiled to the border gate. Every time Wen Xiaoguo changed a row of seats, the students who had been entrenched in the area around the classroom for many years would always greet him with a smile, as if they were calling him:

Hurry up, hurry up and join our big family of back row students!

But Wen Xiaoguo knew that the real cry in the hearts of these boys who always copied the answers to his test papers in the previous exams was:

Oops, you kid can even be reduced to today.

The so-called growth is nothing more than encountering two situations. Either you get into trouble and clean up the mess by yourself, which is called active growth. Either someone else will help you clean up, and then your body and mind may also be subjected to some counterforces, which is called passive growth. But Wen Xiaoguo was passive this time.

Wen Xiaoguo's performance in school made Lao Zhao very annoyed, when he learned about Wen Xiaoguo's bad deeds from the school teacher, he didn't say a word, and took Wen Xiaoguo back home, Lao Zhao was born in the military, he was originally a violent temper, and he desperately wanted Wen Xiaoguo to follow his plan. Study hard, get admitted to a good university, and have the opportunity to go out of the mountains and have a good job in the city, so that he can give an explanation to his deceased comrades-in-arms, but now Xiaoguo's performance makes Lao Zhao feel very disappointed, and even feels heartache for his sacrificial comrades.

As soon as he entered the house, Lao Zhao casually picked up a broom and beat Wen Xiaoguo, but Wen Xiaoguo was unexpectedly calm, unexpectedly patient, did not say a word, and did not resist at all.

It was the first time Ah Luo saw his father make such a big fire, and it was also the first time he witnessed his father doing it, standing at the door and watching

While crying, he pleaded for Wen Xiaoguo in his mouth:

"Dad, stop fighting, don't fight Brother Xiaoguo......"

"Oh, don't fight, you broke the child again, what can't you say well!" Lao Zhao's wife also kept dissuading, and stepped forward to pull Lao Zhao's arm, but was pushed away by Lao Zhao and collapsed on the sofa. The house was in a miasma for a while, Ah Luo kept leaning on the door and crying, Lao Zhao's lover sighed again and again, she knew that she couldn't stop her husband, Lao Zhao vented his disappointment in Wen Xiaoguo and the heartache of his comrades on Wen Xiaoguo's body, but Wen Xiaoguo didn't say a word, and endured it silently, he knew that what he did was wrong, and he also wanted someone to educate him and care about him. But Lao Zhao's words made Wen Xiaoguo's heart unbearable.

Lao Zhao punished Wen Xiaoguo on the one hand, and reprimanded Wen Xiaoguo on the other:

"How did you learn to be like this? Are you worthy of your dead dad! How did I adopt such a bastard thing as you! ”

Wen Xiaoguo was not silent, the most sensitive part of his heart was stabbed, his emotions began to collapse, crying desperately, desperately struggling to break away from Lao Zhao's suppression, and roared at Lao Zhao:

"Why did you hit me, my dad never hit me! I don't want you to take me in, I want to go back to my own home, my father died because he saved you, and I don't want you to support me, you pay back my father! ”

The family was stunned......

Lao Zhao was stunned by the bed as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt on a sunny day, his head was buzzing, and he felt that his body was a little stiff, he didn't expect this child to know everything, and he didn't expect this child to be so calm in front of this family and in front of him after knowing these things.

Lao Zhao glared at him with frightened eyes and asked, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"My aunt told me. You took me in, but I won't be grateful to you! Wen Xiaoguo looked at Lao Zhao with hatred.

He still remembered that his aunt said that he couldn't blame Lao Zhao for this, but Wen Xiaoguo naively insisted on his own analysis and cognition.

At night, Lao Zhao's lover applied ointment to Wen Xiaoguo's buttocks and thighs, and looked back at her husband, who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette and didn't say a word, and complained:

"Why are you so heavy, look at the way you beat the child's buttocks, bruises and purples, and bruises. Alas...... Why are you so flustered! ”

Lao Zhao extinguished the cigarette at hand and said to Wen Xiaoguo:

"Xiaoguo, this is the first time my uncle has beaten you, and it is also the last time. I know you hold a grudge against your uncle now, and he can't explain it to you, but when you grow up, you'll understand these things. ”

Rest at home for the next two days, recuperate your body, and I will ask for leave for you and the teacher.

The relationship between people is like knitting a sweater, when it is established, it is a stitch and a thread, careful and long, and when it is dismantled, as long as it is gently pulled, it is always faster to destroy than to have, and it is always faster to lose than to get.

1 month before the high school entrance examination, I began to fill in the volunteers, but Wen Xiaoguo's latest simulation results collapsed, and the class ranking dropped from the top five to after twenty, and the problem is more serious is that this simulation score determines whether Wen Xiaoguo can apply for Huining No. 2 Middle School. In order to ensure the promotion rate every year, the school divides the scores into three grades according to the results of the last mock test, and only students who enter the first grade can be allowed to apply for key schools such as Huining No. 1 and No. 2 Middle School.

Mr. Yang, the head teacher, has been paying attention to Wen Xiaoguo's transformation, and he is waiting for a suitable opportunity to repair this sapling.

During the evening self-study, the head teacher, Mr. Yang, called Wen Xiaoguo to the office alone to talk to him:

"Wen Xiaoguo, other teachers don't know you, but I know you, do you want to apply for that high school?"

"Teacher Yang, I want to take the second middle school." Wen Xiaoguo replied:

"Second middle? Test: Fart! Did you know that according to your mock test results, you are not even qualified to apply for the second high school? ”

Mr. Yang's realization is a bit hot. But Wen Xiaoguo's heart was even more desperate, he didn't know what kind of impact this would have on his future path, but at the moment, this sentence really hit him hard.

The most difficult moment for people is to be isolated in the face of despair.

The head teacher stopped talking, looked down at the book in his hand, and let Wen Xiaoguo stand stupidly next to the desk, the teacher's long silence was Wen Xiaoguo's long wait.

Wen Xiaoguo didn't know what the teacher was waiting for, maybe he was waiting for his attitude, maybe he was struggling with whether to give up the student in front of him who he was once very optimistic about.

Some people, you talk to him for a long time, and he doesn't even know what is going on in your heart. And some people don't even need to talk to you, they can probe your heart just by looking at you. After a while, Mr. Yang put down the book, took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, lit one and took a deep breath, and suddenly said to Wen Xiaoguo:

"You kid listen to me, if you can't pass the second middle school in a month, don't see me again in the future! Do you understand? ”

Wen Xiaoguo's brain was stunned for a moment, and he chewed on the teacher's words repeatedly in his heart, and he suddenly understood what Teacher Yang meant. I couldn't hide the excitement in my heart, for the first time since my father left, I could see the desire for a future life on his face.

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Yang. ”

"Get out of ......," Mr. Yang said without raising his head:

Wen Xiaoguo was extremely excited when he came out of Mr. Yang's office, but he didn't notice the smile on Mr. Yang's face when he walked out of the office.

Often the hardest days are survived by yourself, and after you get through it, you will find that it is those days that make you successful. No matter when, as long as you still work hard, there will always be a moment when you will stand in the most glamorous place and live as you have ever longed for the most.

After Wen Xiaoguo's application was submitted, it was rejected by the Political and Educational Office, and Teacher Yang rushed to the office of the school's Political and Educational Office and had a big fight with the school leaders......

"You say, why don't you let Wen Xiaoguo in my class apply for Huining No. 2 Middle School?" Teacher Yang said to the leaders of the Political and Educational Office in a questioning tone:

"This student's mock test score can't reach the standard of the first grade, let him apply for an ordinary high school, so that the high school entrance examination can be more secure." The leader replied:

"There is absolutely hope for this child, obviously a good seedling to go to college, why do you decide his future because of the results of a mock exam! Fool around! Fool around! Teacher Yang was a little angry again, sitting on the coffee table and sulking.

"Teacher Yang, please pay attention to your emotions, the school is also thinking about children."

"Less nonsense! What's going on I know very well in my heart, your son also took the exam this year, and his grades are not up to standard, how can he apply for a high school? I'll make a statement today, if Wen Xiaoguo can't pass the exam, I, Yang Zonglin, will never be a class teacher in the future! I guarantee the place for this child, you can do it! ”

Teacher Yang and the school leaders looked at each other angrily, and even put on a posture of smashing the field, and the school leaders were speechless for a while, and finally compromised.

When Wen Xiaoguo went to visit Teacher Yang's home before going to college, he asked his homeroom teacher and said, "Old class, why are you so sure that I can be admitted?" ”

Teacher Yang replied with a smug smile: "I have seen too many children in my years of teaching. I feel that as long as I give you a little stimulation, I will give you a little hope. Just trust you, boy! Hahaha......"

After that, Wen Xiaoguo realized how lucky he was, if a person wants to do something, he usually encounters four aspects: personal struggle, noble people help, superior people to guide, and villains to hinder.

Mr. Yang was the noble man who stood there waiting for him at the crossroads when his junior high school career was coming to an end. Although the head teacher in the school may be the director with the lowest salary, the lowest rights, and the lowest status in society, this director can influence the future life of the student.