The crowd looked at her, and she gasped for breath several times.

Everyone hurriedly said: "What's wrong, you said!" ”

The class representative girl hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "It seems that something happened to the old class's family...... I just heard in the office that it's her daughter...... Got into a car accident on the way out of school...... Rescue in the city hospital......"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Song Yao's daughter is only in the fourth grade of primary school this year, and sometimes she will follow Song Yao to work on weekends, they have all seen her, she is a very lively and cute little girl.

Song Yao's husband works as a teacher in the attached middle school next door, and the couple don't have time to take care of the child when they are busy.

Song Yao also mentioned this matter in the class meeting before, joking that the two of them revolve around other people's children every day, but they can't even take care of their own children, and they don't have time to pick them up from school.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment. Even the girls who were still complaining about Song Yao's partiality just now were very dignified at this time.

In all fairness, Song Yao is definitely a very good class teacher.

They went to self-study at six o'clock in the morning, and Song Yao must have arrived before six o'clock, although the school did not require it.

In the usual weekly test, the math score must come out on Saturday night.

But usually they didn't care about it, these events were supposed to be Song Yao's rest time.

There was a dumbness.

There was an eerie silence in the classroom, fifty people, unable to utter a word.

Someone came in at the front door.

It is the new Chinese teacher - Xu Gan.

He came in and glanced at it, and sat down on a chair next to the podium.

Everyone secretly looked up at him, and they stopped talking, all of them absent-minded.

Xu Gan didn't expect that these children would know everything for such a while, and sighed.

"Don't look at it, Teacher Song's biggest wish is that your grades can improve, you brush a few more questions, don't let her expectations of you be disappointed, it is the best comfort for her."

The class leader couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, how is Yangyang?" ”

Yangyang is the name of Song Yao's daughter.

"I'm still in a coma, if I wake up, I'll be fine, if I can't wake up......" Xu Gan didn't continue, paused, and changed his words: "Okay, let's study quickly, let Teacher Song save some snacks." ”

After a moment of silence, everyone began to squirm to get the information.

Xu Gan looked out the window, and it was about to get dark.

He sighed secretly, his eyes behind his glasses drooping slightly.

After witnessing all this today, he didn't know whether his dream of insisting on becoming a people's teacher should continue.

What is he studying hard for so many years, in order to get a better life?

It's as if this dream job doesn't achieve that.

The profession of a teacher is all based on one's own conscience. If you want to be a good teacher, you are destined to make trade-offs in other identities, like Song Yao.

From the moment she decided to be an excellent and responsible homeroom teacher, she was destined to be a mother who could no longer be an all-encompassing mother.

He suddenly doubted his choice.

It was a little dark in the classroom, and he looked up in the classroom looking for the switch, got up and turned on the light.

The classroom suddenly brightened.

A student glanced in the direction of the lamp and suddenly lowered his head.

Usually, no matter how much you complain, people's hearts are long, and everyone is still very worried about Song Yao.

The atmosphere was sluggish all night, and after the evening self-study, everyone was also worried.

On the way back to the dormitory.

Yu Bing, who is usually alone, also took the initiative to get together with the other three girls today.

There was no word for a while.

"I think we should do something." Yu Bing said sullenly.

When she was the most difficult, it was Song Yao who helped her, she was very grateful and wanted to do something for her.

But as soon as she said this, her shoulders drooped.

What can they do, they can't even get out of the school gate, and even if they do, they can't do anything but verbal comfort.

Lin Jingjing sighed: "The old class must be very sad, when I was a child, I fell and touched it, and my mother was so distressed." ”

"Yes," Meng Xiangting said, "what mother doesn't love her child?" ”

"I hope Yangyang can wake up soon, and we can go to the hospital to see her on Sunday." Zhou Luo said.

The three of them nodded, and that was all there was to it. It's just a couple of days until Sunday.

*

Two days passed.

It is said that Wang Jiong granted Song Yao a two-week vacation to let her concentrate on taking care of her daughter in the hospital.

Class 7 was temporarily handed over to Xu Ganguan, and mathematics was temporarily replaced by another teacher.

I usually don't think so, but Song Yao really didn't come, and everyone found that this class seemed to have suddenly lost its backbone.

Moreover, the style of the new math teacher is completely different from that of Song Yao, who is more detailed in her lectures and will always pay attention to the students' reactions.

And this teacher is like completing a task, crackling down, trying to stuff this new knowledge into their heads.

After class, there was no shadow, and because I was a teacher in another class, I was always squeezed by the students in my class when I went to the problem.

Everyone's longing for Song Yao reached its peak.

Under everyone's daily stubbornness, I finally learned the news from Xu Ganna that Yangyang had successfully woken up.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Gan explained: "Now you can rest assured, go back and study hard, be honest during Teacher Song's absence, don't let her worry about it, you know?" ”

Everyone nodded like garlic.

As long as Song Yao can come back, they will definitely try to be a group of good babies.

As soon as Friday arrived, seeing that it was about to be Sunday, the squad leader also proposed that everyone go to the hospital to visit the patient on Sunday, and everyone had no objection.

After evening self-study, Zhou Luo and Meng Xiangting discussed the gifts to bring for the visit.

The two discussed as they walked towards the apartment building.

As soon as I entered the corridor, I found a notice board saying that the water heater on the third floor was repaired and suspended.

Zhou Luo suddenly felt that something was wrong, "I'll go, hurry up, there must be more people on the second floor now." ”

The two hurriedly ran up to the third floor, took the kettle, and ran wildly to the water room on the second floor.

There was already a long queue in front of it, all the way to the corridor.

According to this posture, it will definitely not be possible to line up for twenty minutes.

Meng Xiangting had a headache and said: "Changhe is so rich, why don't you know how to improve the infrastructure, there is a problem at both ends of this water room in three days." ”

Zhou Luo shrugged, "We don't dare to say, we don't dare to ask." ”

In order to pass the time, the two chatted with each other.

The team moved a little and they moved a little further.

The team moved slowly, but it finally moved. When they finally arrived at the door, the two seemed to see the dawn of victory.

The light of dawn flickered for a moment, but the brightness did not increase at all - the team did not move.

About five minutes passed.

Zhou Luo had been chatting with Meng Xiangting, and suddenly reacted that the team seemed to have not moved for a long time, and she subconsciously looked at the team leader.

There were several colorful pots around the faucets of their team, and the girls at the front were changing them one by one.

Zhou Luo saw it and was dumbfounded: "How did she bring these hot water kettles by herself?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a few girls squeezed over from behind answered her doubts-