"You're saying you can let him go to school?" Yang Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

"If he goes to school and has extracurricular tutoring, he should be able to keep up with his education normally." Jiang Chengfeng proposed.

But Yang Xiaoyu frowned: "Now Wanqiu studies during the day every day, and has to take dance classes on weekends, which is already very tiring." ”

Jiang Chengfeng said: "But for Wanqiu, learning is not a painful thing. ”

After Chu Jianshu heard this, he was a little surprised: "He likes to learn? ”

"At the moment, it seems that he has a good feeling for learning."

Jiang Chengfeng gave Wan Qiu's diary homework to Chu Jianshu.

"Although it is said that he will be more consolidated in going to school after he has studied enough progress at home, but Wan Qiu's is already fifteen years old, but he is still only in the sixth grade course, which is already too late, and with Wan Qiu's intelligence, I am afraid that he will not be able to keep up with the progress of his age, so it can be shortened a little."

Fifteen-year-old Wan Qiu is already a very old age among the average eleven or twelve-year-old sixth grade classmates.

"And you can also adapt to the school's education in advance, and I will follow the tutoring in the evening." Jiang Chengfeng said seriously.

Jiang Chengfeng is indeed thinking about Wanqiu very carefully, and Wanqiu's hard work also touches Jiang Chengfeng very much.

Yang Xiaoyu looked through Wanqiu's diary homework, in fact, what was recorded was very simple, more about what he did than what he had thoughts.

Wanqiu's world is very simple, and there is not even a careful thought that can be recorded.

"School is not only a place to study, but also a place to socialize, and now when Wanqiu has been in the dance studio, no one has noticed that he has too much problem, as long as he is careful......"

Jiang Chengfeng also guessed that Wanqiu probably wanted to go to school.

In Wanqiu's homework book, he wrote some things about school.

- Today Zhou Peiyu said that if I go to the same school as her, she will be able to play with me between classes.

- School is about to start, and my brother is going to school.

- Today, I can see my brother's school uniform being taken out by the white housekeeper to dry, and my younger brother looks better in school uniform than others, and he will definitely be more likeable.

Although it is not important information, what is revealed between the lines is obviously a small expectation of Wanqiu.

Yang Xiaoyu handed Wan Qiu's diary homework to Chu Jianshu, turned to Jiang Chengfeng and said, "If that's the case, you won't be able to be Wan Qiu's teacher." ”

Jiang Chengfeng is a special education teacher, and he is now proposing such words to prove that Wanqiu has the ability to go to a normal school.

"If it's just a course below the sixth grade, I should still be able to teach, and if Wanqiu goes to school, the specific courses are taught by teachers, and my role is more but to help Wanqiu assist and consolidate the learning content."

But......

Indeed, just as Yang Xiaoyu said, Jiang Chengfeng will soon no longer be suitable for Wanqiu's teaching.

"I've already gotten a lot, and I'm lucky to be able to teach Wanqiu such a student."

Jiang Chengfeng himself was for money and a better future, but he didn't expect to get spiritual enrichment here.

Chu Jianshu had a little more patience and trust in the young man in front of him.

is willing to sincerely think about students, which also belongs to Jiang Chengfeng's unique bloodiness and gentleness.

"I see, I'll refer to your advice." Chu Jianshu said, "Thank you very much for really thinking about Wanqiu. ”

Jiang Chengfeng just smiled.

After leaving the study, Jiang Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief, but in fact, he regretted it a little in his heart.

That's a few months less than a few months' salary.

"Teacher Jiang." However, when Jiang Chengfeng hesitated, Wan Qiu's voice suddenly came from the side.

Jiang Chengfeng turned his head sideways and looked at Wan Qiu's gaze with some apprehension, waiting for his answer.

Jiang Chengfeng still remembered that Wan Qiu specifically recorded his birthday.

Wan Qiu replied to his New Year's text messages seriously during the Chinese New Year.

Wan Qiu trusted his gaze all the time.

"I've been doing really well lately." Jiang Chengfeng smiled and said, "This exam is also great, Mom and Dad will definitely praise you!" ”

Wan Qiu smiled with joy because of Jiang Chengfeng's words.

Jiang Chengfeng still remembered Wan Qiu's friendship with the people who helped him, and also remembered Huang Hu and Lu Qinghe, who had not had a deep relationship with Wan Qiu.

Even if he and Wanqiu no longer have the identity of contract and money to communicate.

Wan Qiu will definitely not forget the connection between his relationship and his past.

In the greenhouse, the small saplings are raised with tender green new leaves.

Next, take it to the sun, vast, moist land, and sincerely wish it healthy growth.

After Jiang Chengfeng went back, Wan Qiu was called to the study.

Sitting in the study, Wan Qiu saw Yang Xiaoyu, who was very serious, and his nerves were tense because of Jiang Chengfeng's words.

The atmosphere was a little delicate, and Wan Qiu began to reflect on whether he was not careful about what he did on the topic.

Yang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and rubbed Wanqiu's hair fiercely: "Don't have such a serious expression, baby, mom won't be fierce to you." ”

Wan Qiu's short hair was messy by Yang Xiaoyu, and her blank little eyes almost made Yang Xiaoyu feel extremely cute.

Chu Jianshu sat opposite Wan Qiu and asked, "Wan Qiu, do you want to go to school?" ”

Wan Qiu was at a loss: "I'm going to school now?" ”

Chu Jianshu asked in more obvious words, "Do you want to go to school?" ”

Wan Qiu was stunned.

He looked down at his fingers.

He raised his head again to look at Chu Jianshu.

Wan Qiu's hesitation was enough for Chu Jianshu to understand what Wan Qiu meant.

As always, one of Wan Qiu's manifestations of what he wants is avoidance.

"It's not that we don't let you go to school, it's just that you can study at home for a while so that you can go to school better in the future.

Your teacher says that your grades are not bad now and that you can consider going to school. ”

Chu Jianshu looked at Wan Qiu and looked at Wan Qiu's expression seriously.

"But you're not studying very well now, and you may have to tutor at home, and if you go, you won't be able to study as easily as you do at home now, do you understand what I mean?"

Wan Qiu brushed up the logic and nodded.

"Do you want to go to school, or do you want to go homeschool?"

Chu Jianshu's problem was just to let Wan Qiu choose, and he didn't mean to force Wan Qiu.

He and Yang Xiaoyu both respected what Wan Qiu wanted to do.

"If the baby feels very hard to go to school, you can come back and continue to study at home, it's all up to the baby." Yang Xiaoyu kissed Wan Qiu's cheek, "Whatever you choose, my mother depends on you." ”

Wan Qiu hesitated.

Chu Jianshu didn't get Wan Qiu's answer for a while, and he didn't rush to urge.

"Wanqiu, you can think about it, you can answer me whenever you want, don't be too anxious."

Chu Jianshu's expression had never been serious, but he was still a little worried about whether such a serious conversation would make Wanqiu burdensome.

Chu Jianshu rubbed Wan Qiu's hair as always, which was his habitual reassuring action.

When he withdrew his hand, Chu Jianshu looked at his hand and was stunned.

He himself should respect Wan Qiu's age of fifteen years old, and no longer do this childish act of stroking Wan Qiu's hair, but he unconsciously formed a habit.

Wan Qiu is indeed a child who can easily make him rise to fatherly love.

Wan Qiu didn't expect that in the first month of Chu Yigui's first semester, he would get a chance to go to school.

I thought I was looking forward to it, but after really having this opportunity, Wanqiu couldn't make a choice.

He was vaguely aware that his experience at school was not normal.

What words are a mockery of him.

He was placed in the corner with a disregard for him.

Nothing he spoke was isolated.

Playing tricks and even making him feel pain, it's violence.

When my mother took Zhao Jingyue to school together, what she said and did was not unreasonable.

It's because he didn't have a good time at school.

Wanqiu didn't know why he was treated like this.

Is there a reason to be annoying in yourself?

All Wan Qiu could think of was that he was stupid.

Although there is progress, although Wanqiu has new friends, although Wanqiu feels that his new self may be able to make friends.

But what has happened is not non-existent.

Wan Qiu was very hesitant and confused.

Chu Yigui, who was doing his homework, noticed that Wan Qiu seemed to be a little distracted.

Looking at the homework that was in progress in Wan Qiu's hand, it seemed that it had been written, so Wan Qiu was in a daze.

"Brother?" Chu Yigui interrupted Wan Qiu's daze.

Wan Qiu came back to his senses in the blink of an eye, looked down at the homework in his hand, and then began to clean up the messy homework book.

"Did something happen?" As always, Chu Yigui wanted to know the reason for Wanqiu's abnormality.

Wan Qiu's hand stopped and put it on the table, and his hands unconsciously clasped together, which was a small uneasy movement.

Chu Yigui shifted his gaze from Wan Qiu's fingers to Wan Qiu's face, waiting quietly.

"Mom and Dad said I could go to school."

Chu Yigui didn't rush to ask.