During the seven-day National Day holiday, Chu Cheng's work and rest were very casual. After returning to work, he suddenly got up early and was greedy for darkness, which made him a little uncomfortable.

But because I had to deal with the first parent-teacher conference in my career, I didn't feel it anymore after forcing myself to be busy.

Wednesday is the school open day for the second year of high school in the 10th high school. A large army of students does not have to come to school. The teachers of each class were busy with various matters early, and parents also came one after another.

According to the division of the work content when the main and deputy class meetings were held before, Yu Siting was mainly responsible for presiding over the meeting today and controlling the overall situation. Chu Cheng moved a table and sat next door, responsible for responding to the parents' inquiries on specific issues.

As a rule, parents and teachers have to go through a fixed process such as the class teacher's opening, performance analysis, home-school cooperation suggestions, and leader's speech before the individual interview with the teacher.

"Thank you parents for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend today's meeting. I am Yu Siting, the head teacher of Class 7 in the second year of high school. ”

The people on the stage are handsome and heavy, with a tall figure of one meter □□, and their gestures are full of handsome and heroic. He speaks without smiling, but he can earn the goodwill and trust of parents.

Lu Yan and several other students were volunteers for this event, and were responsible for sign-in, reception, and guidance. At this time, when I was free, I lined up and crouched by the porch window outside the classroom to watch the excitement.

A girl took out her mobile phone, enlarged the camera with two fingers, and recorded Yu Siting's cold face with relish.

"My eldest brother's bearing is really amazing, and there is no place where he can't stop there. Hurry up and record it and keep it as material for worshipping the great god before the exam in the future. ”

"Why doesn't Teacher Chu fight for this kind of opportunity to show his face?"

"I think his face is too young and vibrant, and it's not convincing."

“……”

Chu Cheng prepared all kinds of materials to be used later, sat down for a while and felt bored, and also came out from next door to breathe.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that this group of little cubs had climbed onto the wall and window with a stack of high tables and chairs, and hurriedly stopped: "You guys come down quickly, don't disturb the meeting inside." ”

Lu Yan looked back at him: "It's okay Teacher Chu, these glasses are soundproof and reflective on one side, and we can't be seen from the inside at all." ”

Chu Cheng was skeptical: "Really? ”

"Really, countless people have tested it, come on." The students moved in agreement, making room for him.

Chu Cheng raised his head and hesitated for a while, but he still couldn't resist the temptation and climbed up lightly.

Not to mention, the mosaic angle of this corridor window is particularly perfect, not only can you get an overview of the classroom, but you can also see every movement of Yu Siting below.

There are so many parents, all of whom Chu Cheng has never seen before. If it's a face-to-face chat, he may still feel a little uncomfortable. But a one-sided peek will not be at all.

As the saying goes, parents are a mirror for their children. There is some truth to this. Chu Cheng carefully observed the clothing and behavior of everyone present, and he was able to guess the family environment.

"Teacher Chu, can you tell which one is my father?" The students peeking side by side suddenly asked mysteriously.

"Outside the fourth row by the window." Chu Cheng didn't think twice.

The student tilted his head and exclaimed: "Oh~ so powerful?!" ”

"Is this amazing? Wonder is the daughter of ignorance. Lu Yan smiled and cheered, "Teacher Chu, show him another hand." ”

Chu Cheng replied with ease: "No problem, come from behind." In the last row are Qiao Anze, Tong Yuan, Zhang Jinglei, and Bai Xiaolong's parents, and in front of the left are Zhang Xi, Li Sheng, Xu Wanwan, and Mu Yiyang......"

The student's jaw dropped when he just asked the question, and he couldn't believe it: "Are you a fortune teller?" ”

Chu Cheng saw that the child was so deceiving, and he couldn't bear to continue teasing, so he just smiled and said nothing.

Lu Yan looked at him like a fool: "Is it possible that all parents sit according to the seating chart?" ”

"Neurotic!" The student was angry and laughing, and just wanted to say something more, when suddenly his face changed, and he wilted like a mouse seeing a cat.

And he's not alone. The children who watched the excitement side by side all squatted and buried their heads a few times.

Chu Cheng didn't have time to react, and still stood straight and observed the parents.

In the next second, he tilted his head slightly, and he actually met Yu Siting's raised gaze.

There was a hint of doubt in the other party's eyes, as if to express: What are you doing there?

Chu Cheng smiled.

What do you mean? Said to be a one-sided reflection.

Lu Yan, who leaned over to hide, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and whispered to fill in the information gap between the two: "Teacher Low Point, only the position of the podium can see you." ”

Chu Cheng: "......"

Do you think it's too late for me to be low?

Yu Siting withdrew his gaze without showing a clue. He continued to explain to the parents the registration matters for students with artistic talents, and when he turned around, he seemed to inadvertently point to his dial with his right index finger.

What does this action mean that it's almost time for him to end there?

Chu Cheng was startled, and hurriedly climbed down from the stacked tables and chairs, went back to the next classroom to prepare, and pointed to the heads of a few rabbit cubs before leaving.

Wait a minute, I'll settle accounts with you later.

*

As expected, only a small number of students in Class 7 were interested in recruiting for special talents.

The parents who came next door to consult the fine print were within the range of the two of them's previous predictions, and most of them were warm and polite.

Chu Cheng distributed materials to them, answered and explained, and was still patient even if the same question had to be explained several times.

Time passes quickly, and parents come and go. After everyone got the information they needed, Chu Cheng finally took a break.

Half an hour ago, Zhou Jin sent a message to ask if he would go to the cafeteria for lunch. Hatsumi didn't have time to reply until this point.

Before his fingers could touch the on-screen keyboard, the door to the consultation room creaked open again.

"Hello." Chu Cheng raised his head in a voice, and his voice was mellow.

The visitor was a middle-aged man in his early 40s, wearing a full set of dark overalls, with a heavy sense of vicissitudes on his face, but he still had a lot of momentum when he walked.

Just when Chu Cheng was picking the window with the students, he noticed the parent. He wore an old glove on his right hand, which he had never removed.

Therefore, Chu Cheng easily learned the identity of this visitor.

He is Zhang Xi's father.

A manufacturing worker who had two fingers broken by a machine while working in the factory in the early years.

"You're Zhang Xi's father, right? My surname is Chu and I am the deputy head teacher of the second (7th) class of high school. Chu Cheng put down his phone and stood up, politely introducing himself.

Because Zhang Xi's situation was particularly admonished by Teacher Yu, Chu Cheng was both uneasy and a little curious. As he spoke, he looked at his father, who had a cold and old-fashioned expression, thinking about what would happen next.

On the other hand, since the halfway point of the briefing, Yu Siting was surrounded by the parents on the inside and outside of the three layers, and he was weak.

I don't know how many times after long talks and negotiations, Mr. Yu finally found a gap and took a break to drink saliva.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the dial. Lunch time has already passed, and I don't know if the deputy is done.

"Big brother." A very soft voice came from not far away.

Zhang Xi walked slowly towards him, followed by a thin middle-aged woman beside him. That's her mother.

Although Zhang Xi is not good at talking, Yu Siting has taken her for a year after all, and he still knows a little.

After her father's accident in the factory, although he received a sum of money from the boss, he was also dismissed, and after that, he could only do odd jobs around, so his temper became more irritable.

Zhang's father couldn't see his daughter's talent in painting, and he didn't agree with her to take the path of artistic expertise. This matter is only supported by Zhang's mother, but she is not in good health, she can only do some housework, and she does not have enough economic discourse, so in the end, it is up to her father to say.

Looking at this little help, Yu Siting hurriedly took two steps forward and said, "Zhang Xi's mother, why did you bring the illness here?" Be careful. ”

"Teacher Yu, I'm sorry for your trouble." Her voice was very weak, and she could hear that she was in poor health, but because she felt sorry for her daughter, she still gritted her teeth and came over.

"I've been thinking about what you mentioned to me before. Zhang Xi likes painting the most, but her father doesn't agree, and I can't twist him. Zhang's mother's weak words were full of helplessness.

Yu Siting maintained a serious attitude: "But our school has no way to intervene in this matter, and it is up to the students and parents to decide." ”

"I know, I know. But I heard from my child that after signing up for the art student, you can also apply for a bursary, and if you are passed, you can study for free before the college entrance examination. Zhang's mother nodded again and again to explain, and she was careful with her words, for fear of saying something wrong.

"Zhang Xi may not have that fate. But I can't let the child not even have a chance to try, so I have to crawl to sign her. ”

"Mom...... What are you talking about. Zhang Xi gently grabbed his mother's arm, and tears were already in his eyes.

Yu Siting took a deep breath, was silent for a moment, and then tilted his head and said, "Lu Yan, go and help me get a copy of the bursary review form for students with artistic talents." ”

"Here." As soon as the words fell, the deer squad leader had already come over with a pen and paper.

"Thank you, Mr. Yu." Zhang's mother took it with mixed feelings, rubbed it repeatedly with her fingertips, and said crampedly, "His father's temper is too stubborn, I said in the morning that I didn't need him to show up, but he had to come to school to ask for an explanation, I really couldn't stop it, and I caused you trouble again." ”

Zhang Xi's father is also here?

Yu Siting's eyes were cold when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered something, and interrupted: "You fill in first, I have something to miss." ”

After he finished speaking, regardless of Zhang's mother's reaction, he turned around and strode towards the consultation room at the end of the corridor. Lu Yan was also busy keeping up.

"Is there a quarrel next door?"

"No, it's Teacher Chu sitting there, who is notoriously good-tempered."

“……”

The door next to the classroom for Class 7 is closed. A few volunteers who came in the morning were still there, talking and discussing, but no one dared to come forward to check.

Yu Siting watched from afar, his brows furrowed, and his steps were a little bigger.

He came to the consultation room, reached out and pushed the door open, and saw two figures standing facing each other in the bright light by the window.

"Then tell me what the hell can I do by painting these?!" One of them, seemingly annoyed, threw out his transcript along with a stack of unfinished sketches.

"I really don't understand why you people who run serious schools and become teachers support such unprofessional money cheating? Is it that you don't teach well in class, and your mind is used to motivate your students! If she doesn't study well by herself, she can go out to work and marry as soon as possible, which can also reduce my burden, and there is no other way for her to choose. ”

Snow-white drawing paper was scattered all over the ground, and they all fell at Chu Cheng's feet.

For teachers who are new to the workplace, being questioned by a short-tempered parent should be normal emotions such as anger and grievance.

But the expression on Chu Cheng's face did not change at all. He is still gentle and quiet, but he also gives people an extremely real sensory response.

At this moment, he was by no means checked and balanced.

Chu Cheng even looked down at the paintings, and then raised his eyes to look straight ahead, without dodging, and spoke with graceful demeanor.

"Going to school and reading are just channels for children to acquire diverse knowledge and information. It doesn't make everyone a top student or a genius by taking the test. But it can help every child find their own strengths and loves, and make life a different and wonderful way. ”

"I don't have the right to decide what path you want to choose for your child. I'm also sorry that as a teacher, I can't satisfy and trust all parents. ”

Chu Cheng's posture stood straight, just like the demeanor and backbone that he should have as a teacher at this moment.

Then his voice changed, and he was oppressive and harsh, and the words were clear: "But you don't know much about education, do you?" ”

Even Lu Yan, who was holding the door, was shocked by this momentum, and sighed with a smile: "Oh Mo, he's so strong." ”

Yu Siting quietly looked at the figure that was neither humble nor arrogant, and closed the door a few seconds later.

Lu Yan looked up at him: "You don't go in and out?" ”

Yu Siting looked back at him, not hiding his satisfaction at all: "Do you still need me?" ”