"Jingle bell" What a familiar class bell, Xue Ziye appeared at the door of Hope Middle School, whenever he looked at the figure of running desperately into the classroom with a schoolbag on his back, Xue Ziye's heart would appear in his youthful throbbing.

A few classmates who didn't know him around were laughing and running around, and a trace of loneliness flashed in Xue Ziye's eyes, he didn't even have a person who could speak, so he didn't want to talk to him, and this was his biggest desire since childhood.

"Why are you here?" Suddenly, a voice as nice as a lark came, but with a hint of anger, Xue Ziye didn't need to look at it to know that this person was his squad leader - Xia Xue.

She would care about me, Xue Ziye blushed in surprise, and only felt that her little heart was constantly pounding in her chest. Xue Ziye was never moved at this moment, this was the only thing he had ever heard other than his grandfather to care about himself. Although this concern is very concise, even concise and unremarkable, Xue Ziye subconsciously thinks that this is caring about himself.

"Do you know how many points you have deducted for your innocent absenteeism in the past few days? Eh, it's fourteen points, our class doesn't even want to get the honor class title this month" Xia Xue looked at him viciously, her eyes full of disgust.

"Uh,,,ah, ah?" Xue Ziye stammered, thinking that his teacher was usually not bad to him, at least he didn't think of others who disliked him so much Xue Ziye felt very ashamed, you must know that the teacher's salary is linked to this honor class, but he didn't expect his willfulness to fill in such a big trouble for the teacher.

Xue Ziye has the impression that his homeroom teacher is very good and beautiful, he is a new teacher, very young, and he always laughs with his classmates in private, of course, Xue Ziye does not have this honor, but Xue Ziye is already very content, because she has never disliked herself after all, which is already a great honor for Xue Ziye.

Xue Ziye is a person who is very good at thinking about others, many things will almost always think about other people's troubles first, and then think about himself, this may be his habit of being lonely and inferior all year round, at this point Xue Ziye is really fragile and pitiful, he really doesn't want to be blinded anymore, it can be said that his humble self-esteem does not allow him to be blinded.

What a young man needs is care rather than the indifference of the world, Xue Ziye is no exception, he just wants someone to care about him, listen to him tell about his happiness and disheartenness over the years, Xue Ziye really needs such a person.

Soon Xue Ziye followed the class leader Xia Xue to the door of the classroom, Xia Xue ignored him and knocked on the door and said to the teacher on the podium: "Report"

This class is the class teacher's class, and the head teacher saw that it was Xia Xue and Xue Ziye, with a smile on his face and a kind voice: "Come in, by the way, Xue Ziye will bring your homework book with me to the office after class." ”

"Thank you, teacher"

"Oh" Xue Ziye doesn't know how to communicate with people, obviously he wants to say thank you like Xia Xue, but when it comes to his mouth, an oh inexplicably appears, and then Xue Ziye lowered his head and silently returned to his corner and sat down.

"This stupid melon is finally coming to class"

"I don't know what he's been doing these days, we don't have an honor class title"

"I heard that something happened to his family"

"Hey, that's a good joke, tell me about it," some people whispered underneath.

"Shut up and continue the class" The head teacher glared, and the class immediately quieted down, "First draw the third quadrant and then draw the ......"

Xue Ziye was still staring at the blackboard in a daze as usual, thinking wildly, looking at the white straight lines on the blackboard, strange symbols, and various arrangements would eventually come up with an unexpected result, Xue Ziye felt very magical, sometimes Xue Ziye would fantasize about some straight lines as horizons, some coordinate arrows imagined as small planes, and those letters ran happily on the horizon like children, with sky, grass, and balloons, of course, these are all faint traces left by those chalk ashes, and Xue Ziye has always been happy with these imaginations。

A long lesson can make you upset when you wait, but if you say it is short, you will find that you have passed without doing anything.

Soon the bell rang after class, and the head teacher specially reminded Xue Ziye to remember to go to the office with him before leaving.

Xue Ziye took out a thin small notebook and followed behind the head teacher, and in the corridor of the school where the two of them were in front of each other, the corridor was very wide and clean.

The head teacher turned to Xue Ziye sideways and whispered: "Xue Ziye, I heard about your grandfather, and the teacher is very sorry, but you don't want to be too sad, but you have to study hard so that you can be worthy of your grandfather's cultivation, you know?"

Xue Ziye's eyes were red, and he lowered his head like a child who had been wronged a lot, and his voice was a little choked: "Well, I know" In fact, if you don't listen to your grandfather, Xue Ziye may really not come to school, firstly, because of his financial tension, and secondly, this school is really not familiar to Xue Ziye.

The office is not far from the classroom, walking through the corridor and turning around, the school cannot give a new teacher a separate office, at this time there are a few other teachers in the office who Xue Ziye does not know are busy correcting homework or looking intently at the computer.

"Xiao Qin is back from class!" several teachers looked at the head teacher and greeted him warmly.

"En" the head teacher responded one by one.

"Xue Ziye, you sit," the head teacher poured a glass of water, sat on the office chair, and pointed to the chair opposite, signaling Xue Ziye to sit down.

Xue Ziye lowered his head and sat on the small corner of the chair, looking a little nervous, you must know that when you were young, there were few students who were not afraid of teachers, and everyone would be nervous when they saw the teacher, let alone Xue Ziye, a student with a very serious inferiority complex.

"Let the teacher see if you have left the class behind in the past few days, and the teacher will help you make up for it," the head teacher entered, Xue Ziye said without speaking or minding.

"Teacher Qin, I, I, I, I have already studied on my own, and I have not fallen behind" Xue Ziye was nervous.

"Oh?" Teacher Qin looked at it in surprise, to know that there are a few junior high school students who will study in peace, not to mention the independent review, Teacher Qin's delicate eyebrows raised and smiled: "Yes? Let the teacher test and test."

"Then you can solve this problem for the teacher," Teacher Qin said, pointing his finger on an extracurricular workbook.

Xue Ziye thought for a while, although there were some twists and turns during the period, and it took two times to solve it, but Teacher Qin also nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that you really didn't miss your homework."

"Oh, by the way, there is still about a month before the high school entrance examination, the teacher knows that your academic performance is very good, but you must also review it seriously, don't fall behind in your homework, you know?" Xue Ziye has always admitted that Teacher Qin's voice is very gentle, and this is not false at all.

"Yes," Xue Ziye said.

Teacher Qin saw that Xue Ziye was very depressed, so he thought about it and said, "The teacher knows that your grandfather is very sad and you are very sad, the teacher is very sorry for this, but your grandfather worked hard for you to go to school, doesn't he just want you to grow up?

Hearing the mouse talk about his grandfather, Xue Ziye's eyes instantly turned red, "Well, I know"

Teacher Qin also knew Xue Ziye's character, so he didn't say much: "The old man doesn't have anything to fund you here, you can take this basic workbook, study hard, and go back to class!"

Xue Ziye just wanted to shirk it, but he didn't know that Teacher Qin forced the exercise book into his hand: "Don't don't, take it!"

Xue Ziye bit his lip and nodded: "Thank you, thank you, teacher" Xue Ziye rarely says thank you, so this thank you seems a little blunt, in fact, Xue Ziye doesn't know how to say thank you, but only says thank you to those who are good to him, but how many people in this world will be really good to him?