Evening self-study class meeting.

Today is the day of the break, and it is the highlight of the entire seventh class.

Zhao Xuefeng specially wore a coquettish little suit, stepped on delicate small leather shoes, and made a spiritual hairstyle, a high-quality man in the whole human race.

The old class had a smile on his face that could not be concealed, and was even a little presumptuous.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have seen everyone's efforts during this time! Everyone's done a great job!"

"You did a great job in this test! Our seventh class once again set a new record for the general liberal arts class with the top 50 in 2 grades, the top 100 in 10 grades, the top 200 in the first half grade, and the top 300 in almost all grades, and also ranked third among all seven liberal arts classes, second only to the top class and the third class."

"Not only is our class at the top of the absolute rankings, but we are still the most improved class in the class."

"We have been commended by the Year Group and will be awarded the title of Model Class in our class. In addition, I personally customized a set of stationery for each person who progressed as a reward for this exam. Everybody's doing well! Come, give yourself a round of applause!"

"Wuhu!"

"Bang

Warm applause filled the classroom.

Everyone was also applauding Lao Zhao on the podium, and the voices of "Teacher Zhao's hard work" and "Brother Feng's hard work" could be heard everywhere.

Everyone knows that Lao Zhao gave almost everything he had to this class. He is present at almost every night of self-study, and he will tutor everyone in the class. The teacher of the whole school, he came the earliest and left the latest.

Because of this, the wrinkles on Lao Zhao's face became more and more obvious, and the moments of tiredness and distraction became more and more......

There is no doubt - without him, this class would not be where it is today.

"The next step is to give praise to some of the students who have done well."

Zhao Xuefeng pushed his glasses and smiled lightly.

"Zhishui has always been recognized as the only student in our class. In this exam, he continued to rank second in his grade, and he was terrified. Let's give a round of applause to Mr. Jiang Lan!"

"Papapapa......

In the applause of "......", Jiang Lan tried his best to stand up with an expression of "I am so happy to be the second in the grade".

Damn, Wang Jiajing's tulle is only five points behind......

Nima's language 141 what a monster!

"But everyone must know that the goal of Shisui is to be the first in the grade!"

Zhao Xuefeng raised his eyebrows at Jiang Lan: "Wang Jiajing in the first class is very good, and he has already taken the first grade exam five or six times. That's a difficult goal."

"Hmph."

Although he was gauzy, Jiang Lan, who was still forcibly tough, crossed his waist.

"I'm going to be the first in my grade!"

"Good! It's very energetic, everyone applauds the water stop again!"

"Quack, quack, quack!" More enthusiastic applause rang out, but Jiang Lan's attention was on the girl beside him.

Xu Jing applauded with great effort, and her face was red, as if she could really help Jiang Lan win the first place in the grade if she worked harder.

Finding that Jiang Lan was looking at her, Xu Jing subconsciously shrank her head and didn't dare to drum.

After a while, seeing that everyone was still drumming, the girl had the courage to stick her head out and continue to applaud, looking serious and nervous. ….

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Jiang Lan, who was still a little aggrieved, was amused by her and smiled lightly.

Okay, admit that you're cute.

"Mr. Zhishui, please come to the stage to receive your stationery set."

"Oh? Thank you, Brother Feng!"

Jiang Lan walked up to the podium with some surprise - there was a big box behind the podium, filled with a full box.

What's more, it's all custom-made! No two pieces of stationery are exactly the same.

Zhao Xuefeng accurately took out a copy from it and handed it to Jiang Lan: "Next, keep up the good work!"

"Thank you......" Jiang Lan thanked him for half a while, and his face shrugged down.

Some of the classmates below were applauding, some were whispering, but no one noticed his little expression.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Xuefeng smiled and whispered, "What's wrong with stopping the water? Not happy?"

Jiang Lan pouted childishly: "Why is my reward just a pen......

"For the time being, only children who are not so good need to be rewarded. And you're already good, aren't you?"

Zhao Xuefeng looked at the boy in front of him, his eyes were full of relief.

"I'm sure you don't need that much outside force. You have the ability to go on your journey until the moment you reach your goal."

Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded vigorously.

"Thank you, Brother Feng, I understand!"

"Besides, it's not cheap! A dozen or so pieces is good?"

"So expensive!? Is it made of gold or silver......" Jiang Lan muttered as he looked at the pen in his hand.

Hey, it's not like it's made of gold, but it's not much worse.

The surface of the barrel is frosted silver metal, which belongs to the kind of texture that feels expensive when touched. Under the light, it shows a little light blue, which is simple and luxurious at the same time.

The tip of the pen is printed with the purple seal word "Qi" - inspired by the Assassin Wu Liuqi, which is the emblem of Class 7.

The pen barrel is vertically engraved with a line of juanxiu small letters: gift Jiang Lan.

Turning around, there are also two large italicized characters engraved on the back: self.

"Self?" Jiang Lan scratched his head a little unconsciously, "What does this mean?"

Zhao Xuefeng pretended to smile mysteriously: "You will understand."

"Damn, Riddler!"

"You don't want to record that day......

"Brother Feng doesn't, Brother Feng doesn't."

Under the threat of Zhao Xuefeng hiding a knife in his smile, Jiang Lan had no choice but to straddle his face and return to his seat.

Damn, it feels so uncomfortable to be in someone else's hands!

"The next one, of course, is Xu Jing!"

"Hmm!"

Hearing his name being called, Shaohua, who was secretly learning next to him, stood up suddenly, with a serious face. Jiang Lan took advantage of her inattention and reached out to close her test book.

Let you steal from school.

Seeing that Xu Jing was still a little unenergetic, Zhao Xuefeng smiled at her with concern: "Is the cold better?"

Not! Can't let the teacher down! The girl immediately put on a energetic expression.

"Okay, a lot—sneeze!"

"Poofha......"

Immediately, a few people couldn't help but laugh.

Realizing that she had become the focus of everyone, the girl immediately lowered her head shyly, and her eyes subconsciously went to find Jiang Lan.

The shiny snot then shook it off one after another, looking a little dull and a little cute. ….

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I can't really take you......

Jiang Lan had no choice but to take out a paper to help her wipe her nose.

- To explain, everyone thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend so he did this, otherwise he wouldn't have to help Xu Jing with such a trivial matter as wiping his nose.

So the laughter of hahaha instantly turned into the sound of eating lemons......

"Xu Jing's progress is obvious to all, especially in mathematics, which has changed from a weak at the beginning to one of its strengths, and this spirit of daring to face up to a weak subject is worth learning from everyone."

After saying that, Zhao Xuefeng couldn't help but look at Jiang Lan again, who was still helping to wipe his nose.

"Of course, it also shows the need to have a study partner."

Once again, the classroom was filled with cheerful air. Steam rose above the girl's head, and she quickly covered her face and sat down.

Jiang Lan: "...... Why sit down, go up and receive the prize."

"Hmm! I'm sorry!"

Xu Jing hurriedly ran to the podium again.

Jiang Lan held his chin with a smile, as if asking himself how he could like this fool.

After thinking about it, Xu Jing ran back with the prize.

Seeing the pink handbook gift bag in her hand, Jiang Lan suddenly became unbalanced.

"Damn! Why do you have so many?"

"I don't know......

Hand book, acrylic plywood, hand book, coil book......

Jiang Lan pouted and twisted his head away.

The powder is not as good as iced tea. He's not uncommon to see these things!

Xu Jing took the initiative to poke him and took out the largest book inside.

"This is for you, don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment, realized that he showed a surprised expression, and quickly straightened his face: "You can use it yourself, I don't like it."

"Hmm." Xu Jing nodded and took out another one.

Jiang Lan was suddenly full of black lines. I don't know if it's PTSD, he inexplicably remembered the picture of being fed slippers by her......

"Isn't that enough?"

"Enough, enough."

Seeing that she was still going to dig it out, Jiang Lan took the book with a smile on her face.

I'm really scared, if she doesn't take it, she doesn't know what else she will have to take out later.

Xu Jing supervised him to put the book away and smiled as if he had successfully eaten it.

Take a pinch~

"Anything else, let me see."

Jiang Lan pulled her box over. If you don't look at it, you don't look at it.

"Yo? You have a pen too, alas."

It's also the same metallic matte texture, but the luster is that kind of powdery, full of literary girlishness.

There are also two words engraved on the barrel of her pen: self-confidence.

"What does that mean?"

Xu Jing tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice, "Does Teacher Zhao mean to keep me confident?"

"I guess so, you're not confident enough."

Seeing that she still looked timid, Jiang Lan smiled lightly and reached out to flick her brain.

"You're very powerful, and you'll be even more powerful with confidence."

"Uh-huh!"

Ha, it's really much better than before.

Xu Jing's more and more cheerful smile was seen by Jiang Lan. At this moment, he even inexplicably felt the pleasure of raising his daughter......

Stop! It's not a daughter!

But......

Jiang Lan pursed his lips and glanced at the "self" on his pen again. ….

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Brother Feng means to let him insist on himself? Don't be swayed by outside influences or something? Could it be that Brother Feng thinks that he is easily influenced by others......

The only Grand Slam, Class 7 Supreme God, Mathematics Classification Pioneer Leader, Consecutive Grand Slam Record Holder, Crumbs Who Don't Do Homework, Jingbao's intern boyfriend, Jiang Lan pouted with a little disdain.

What are you kidding, no one knows how to assert himself better than him.

The lively award ceremony ended unconsciously. The students who made progress got their own exclusive prizes in turn, except for a few who did not enter the top 300......

Well, one of the few.

Only the injured world of Yuan Rate was achieved.

It's time for school again. Before you know it, there are stars shining outside the window.

"Students, the battle is far from over. It's just a footprint, not even a milestone."

In the summary stage, Zhao Xuefeng rarely showed a serious expression.

"After a period of hard work, everyone's results have improved a lot, and the next road is not so easy."

"Most of you will enter a bottleneck, a phase where it will be difficult to progress or even slow to regress. That was the hardest time, and it was also the most competitive period."

"Don't slack off! Don't give up! Don't be presumptuous! If you are unsure, come to me and ask me, follow my advice, and don't listen to other people's blind comparisons!"

"I will continue to work hard with everyone, and no one in the seventh class of liberal arts will be left behind

！ It is said that the third year of high school is difficult, isn't it just a few books that have been turned over, what is so difficult? That's it!"

"Ulla!"

The students below cheered them up with their own words, but when they came together, it turned into an indistinct Ula sound, and they all laughed at themselves.

The melodious bell rang at the right time.

Zhao Xuefeng laughed and waved his hand: "Okay, school!"

The students who had been planning for a long time suddenly rushed out of the classroom like wild dogs......

In less than a minute, people are gone.

"If only I had shifted this energy to half of my studies."

Zhao Xuefeng smiled to himself and swept the empty classroom.

Yo, Jiang Lan and his family haven't left yet.

Belch...... It's two at the same table!

His old Zhao is just a teacher, and he doesn't know what they are looking for, and he doesn't know that they go into the grove at noon every day to communicate in depth.

I saw Jiang Lan glance at Xu Jing a little speechlessly: "I haven't cleaned it up yet......

"It's coming, it's coming!" Xu Jing jumped on the spot in a little anxious, but what she said "fast" was just jumping faster, and her hands were a little slower.

Jiang Lan covered his face.

"Forget it, you'd better slow down......

Zhao Xuefeng persuaded earnestly: "Stop the water, be patient with girls~"

"I've been holding with you for a long time, Brother Feng! Men don't always use '~, ah!'

「~~~」

"......" Jiang Lan didn't want to take care of the old class, and continued to watch Xu Jing.

Zhao Xuefeng suddenly coughed. It's just a moment, but it sounds drastic.

Jiang Lan's heart tightened: "You also have a cold?"

"Hah...... A little, but not a big problem. The temperature has changed very quickly in the past two days, so pay attention to adding clothes."

Zhao Xuefeng frowned, and immediately regained his concerned smile: "Xu Jing is okay today? If it doesn't get better, it's okay to take another day off tomorrow." ….

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"No, no, no!" Xu Jing hurriedly waved her hand, "I'm already fine, thank you, teacher."

"Ha, that's fine. It's getting late, so let's go home!"

"Goodbye Teacher~"

"Goodbye, Brother Feng."

Before going out, Jiang Lan turned around and admonished, "Brother Feng, pay attention to your body."

"Ha~Stopping the water is really a warm man~"

「…… Goodbye!"

When the little couple walked away, Jiang Lan stomped his feet so loudly that he could make up his walking posture by listening to the sound.

The kids are so cute.

Zhao Xuefeng was about to lock the door, but found that there was still a person sitting in the corner - because the sense of presence was so weak, he didn't notice it just now.

"Yuan rate? Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhao Xuefeng said curiously.

Yuan Shu stood up listlessly, and the whole person was still wilted.

He was silent for a while before he spoke, "Brother Feng, I'm really studying hard this time......

Zhao Xuefeng nodded: "I know, it's good."

In the past few days, Yuan Rate has impressed him the most, and he has been studying hard as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. It's just that when he was bored and studying, his sense of existence was very low and no one paid attention to it, so he was a little calm, not like Jiang Lan.

"But I've regressed again......

"It's normal."

Zhao Xuefeng couldn't help but smile, "You only studied seriously for a few days and want to improve?" Look at you're awesome."

"So what should I do?"

"Immerse yourself in learning. If you abandon your first and second years of high school, you'll have to work harder in your third year of high school."

"It's also ......."

Yuan Shu was muttering to himself in a daze.

Then, he suddenly raised his head and looked at his homeroom teacher tremblingly.

"Brother Feng, I'm ...... Am I really still in time? Can you tell me if I try...... How far can it go?"

"I don't know, only you can answer."

"Hmm......"

"Don't do it, this is for you."

"Huh?"

Yuan Shu looked at the sparkling Class 7 commemorative pen in the old class's hand in surprise. The luster is even his favorite Ji Lao Purple.

"But I didn't ......."

"I know. It's not a reward, it's a gift from me personally."

Zhao Xuefeng smiled lightly and put the pen in Yuan Shu's hand.

There are also two big characters engraved on the barrel of the pen - determination.

"Alright, I still have to lock the door. Let's go."

"Oh...... Goodbye, teacher!"

"Goodbye."

……

The classroom fell completely silent. Zhao Xuefeng followed him to the door and watched Yuan Shu's back go away.

After a long time of complicated eyes, the head teacher couldn't help but smile.

He was never mistaken.

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