119 Mom, I'll pick up garbage to raise you21
Zhou Feng has forgotten the specific content of "The Little Elephant Who Loves to Dance".
But he still vaguely remembersβ
That afternoon, when the Chinese teacher left the classroom, he pulled out the homework paper from the front row and laughed and read the story from the homework paper to the class.
"You're so bulky, how can you dance."
He repeated this sentence three times.
Yao Liangcai pursed the corners of his lips, and his body trembled from excessive shock.
When Zhou Feng read the story, he laughed and rushed over to compete with Zhou Feng for the homework paper, and in the process of the two playing, the tissue paper was torn in half by him, trampled on his feet, and fell full of footprints.
Fei Shuyun turned around, wanting to see Jiang Fanyue's expression at the moment, but he lost the courage to look at Jiang Fanyue at the last moment.
At that time, she stood beside Zhou Feng and Yao Liangcai, watching them laugh and cheer, and kept clapping until the farce ended.
"But I just want to dance."
I want to dance, but I'm going to be laughed at.
The exam time was approaching, and the other teachers left the office with the test papers and thermos cups, but Xu Kangtai was still sitting in the office, his eyes falling straight on the newspaper, and his brain was blank.
He struggled to remember in the chaos that it seemed like the day before the holiday.
Because of the long vacation that is about to usher, people's hearts are inevitably fluctuating, and he is a little casual when grading homework.
When the words of the elephant and the little elephant came into his mind, Xu Kangtai didn't even look at it carefully, so he casually typed a D on the homework, and took this incident as a typical example to criticize Jiang Fanyue, and threatened that if she wrote this kind of thing on her homework again, she would invite her parents to come to school.
"Can baby elephants dance?"
If you keep dancing, you'll be criticized.
This morning she was going to take the English test, which was the worst subject that Jiang Fanyue had learned, so she had been looking at the set of wrong questions she had compiled.
Just as he was looking at it carefully, a piercing scratching sound sounded in his ears.
Jiang Fanyue looked up casually, but saw Zhou Feng looking at her with a shocked face.
That expression, as if he had seen a ghost.
Then, Fei Shuyun and Yao Liangcai also turned their heads one after another, with the same expressions.
Jiang Fanyue raised her eyebrows, her eyes turning slightly.
Sure enough, all three had newspapers in their hands.
From the moment she decided to rewrite Yiyi's story, she knew she would encounter a similar scenario.
Even though she has encountered denial, ridicule, and criticism, Yiyi is still holding on to her dreams. To this day, it finally dances in front of the elephant herd.
The invigilator walked into the classroom through the front door with a blank paper, and noticed that Zhou Feng was stunned there, she patted the podium and asked everyone to sit down and prepare to start the exam.
Zhou Feng sat down dizzy.
Yao Liangcai stared at the English paper, completely unsettled.
Fei Shuyun listened to the English listening, only to feel someone whispering in her ear.
Jiang Fanyue was lucky, whether it was listening or reading comprehension and other topics, she had encountered similar test points in the review stage, so she was handy at this time.
When the complete paper is completed, Jiang Fanyue still has enough time to check the answer again.
Jingle Bell β
The bell rang for handing in the papers, the invigilator collected the papers and left, many classmates shouted to go to dinner, and the second girl also ran from the next class to find Jiang Fanyue.
Jiang Fanyue walked up to Erniu, held hands with her, and happily walked to the cafeteria.
In an instant, only Zhou Feng and the three of them were left in the classroom.
The three of them looked at each other.
"It's really her ......" After a long time, Yao Liangcai spoke out with difficulty and broke the silence.
"Hmm......" Fei Shuyun responded.
"What if it's her?" Zhou Feng stiffened, "Let's pretend that we didn't find anything, can't we?" β
Fei Shuyun sneered: "Based on your exaggerated reaction just now, are you embarrassed to say that you haven't found anything?" β
Zhou Feng: "...... Don't pretend to be confused, do you still want to apologize to Jiang Fanyue? β
As soon as these words came out, the three of them fell silent again.
The students who went to lunch returned to the classroom one after another, and in the afternoon they had to take another subject, some chose to continue to review, and some chose to lie on the table and sleep for a while.
Fei Shuyun's mind was a little confused, and he sat in a daze.
The same table looked at her several times, and finally couldn't help but pat her arm: "What's wrong with you, you've been a little distracted today?" β
Fei Shuyun's mouth opened and closed several times, wanting to tell his tablemate about the newspaper, but he shook his head again when the words came to his mouth: "It's nothing, I'm not in a good mood after failing the English test." β
The tablemate thought for a while and proposed, "If you can't keep reviewing, why don't you read the newspaper and calm down?" β
Fei Shuyun pursed his lips, and finally picked up the newspaper again.
Yao Liangcai and Zhou Feng noticed her actions, and they also picked up the newspaper for some reason. I want to dedicate the story to the children who lack courage all over the world, and the adults who were once children, because the author of the story was also one of them.
In the office, Xu Kangtai sat in the same position for a long time.
He has been a teacher for more than 20 years.
Over the years, he has gradually developed a paranoid and arbitrary temperament.
Because for a twelve- or thirteen-year-old child, the teacher represents a kind of authority, and they dare not contradict him at will.
Occasionally, some naughty children will be pressed by their parents to apologize after he calls their parents to come to school.
A few months ago, the math teacher once told him that the author of "Grandpa Big Tree" was Jiang Fanyue, but how did he react at the time?
His first reaction was disbelief.
What even he can't do, how can the students he teach do.
Later, he has been secretly paying attention to the author Jiang Fanyue, but he never thought of asking the student Jiang Fanyue for verification in person.
Obviously, he only needs to ask a random sentence before and after class to get an accurate answer, but he is willing to seek the near and far, and he tosses and turns.
The math teacher returned to the office with the paper and asked with a smile, "Teacher Xu, aren't you going to eat yet?" β
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p; Glancing at the newspaper in front of Xu Kangtai, she said, "What about reading the newspaper?" Have you finished your language papers? β
Xu Kangtai came back to his senses and replied to the latter sentence: "It's all changed, Teacher Zhang in the next class is in charge of counting the scores, and he should bring the report card over in a while." β
The math teacher nodded, and was about to continue to correct her math papers, when Xu Kangtai turned around and handed over a newspaper: "Mr. Zhou, can you take some time to help me see why this article is well written?" β
"You're a Chinese teacher, do you need me to help you take a look?" The math teacher made a joke.
Xu Kangtai's chest hurt, and the smile on his face couldn't be contained.
Before Xu Kangtai took the newspaper back, the math teacher reached out to take the newspaper and looked down: ""Grandpa Big Tree Left in Winter"? Hey, didn't I recommend this article to you a few months ago? β
"Yes, did you see it?"
"Look, alas, I'll tell you the truth, I almost cried at the time."
Xu Kangtai gritted his teeth and finally said what he thought in his heart: "Don't you think this article is very naΓ―ve?" The writing is not brilliant either. β
The math teacher was stunned and organized the language: "What you said may indeed be its shortcomings." But when I read this article, I was completely moved by its emotion, and I didn't pay attention to the forms you mentioned at all. β
This time it was Xu Kangtai's turn to be stunned.
The math teacher didn't notice Xu Kangtai's abnormality and continued: "Also, did this author write "Wishing Mirror"? My granddaughter likes to read her very much, saying that every story she can write to the child's heart, and every time the newspaper comes out, she will hold the newspaper and shout Sister Jiang Fanyue. My granddaughter said that "Wishing Mirror" has become very popular in her class recently, and when their Chinese teacher organized a reading activity, she also picked out the story in "Wishing Mirror" and read it to them...... Mr. Xu, are you still listening? β
Xu Kangtai came back to his senses and squeezed for a long time before squeezing out a smile: "Yes, yes." β
"If this author is Jiang Fanyue in the first class, you will definitely be able to make a big splash as her Chinese teacher, and we can also produce a celebrity in junior high school. For so many years, our Jixiang Middle School has not shown its face once in the city, and the principal's face is also gloomy. β
The math teacher said with emotion, seeing that Xu Kangtai didn't talk again, she talked about it and lowered her head to correct the math papers, striving to finish it before the students' winter vacation.
Xu Kangtai moved his body and sat up stiff.
He didn't know what kind of mood he was in, and he began to read "The Little Elephant Who Loves to Dance".
He looked slowly, almost word for word.
The writing that once criticized him has been reborn.
Smooth, comfortable and free.
It's not like it's writing, it's like using words to present a cartoon to the reader.
The naivety that once disgusted him is no longer traced.
It is written about the story of baby elephant Yiyi and other animals, but it seems to be writing about life.
That special ||system, the use of suppressive education to teach the old elephant king, even more so that Xu Kangtai gave birth to a strange sense of substitution.
Before escaping from the herd, Yiyi accused the old elephant king in front of all the clansmen:
"All animals make mistakes, and your fault is being too arrogant, your fault is not trusting your students, and your fault is not knowing how to appreciate the good in your students."
"Teaching and educating people, but you only barely managed to teach. The scourge of the elephant herd is caused by you! β
At this point, the story is not finished.
On a cold day, Xu Kangtai could see a cold sweat, and his teeth were trembling.
"Mr. Xu, are you alright? If you're not feeling well, go back early and get some rest. The Chinese teacher of the second class next door walked in with the report card and was taken aback by Xu Kangtai's gaffe appearance.
Xu Kangtai wiped his forehead: "I...... I'm fine, Mr. Zhang, have your grades been counted? β
"Don't push yourself too hard." Teacher Zhang persuaded again, and then raised the report card, and said with a little sourness, "Teacher Xu, your class has produced a good seedling this time, there is a student named Jiang Fanyue who actually scored 116 points in the exam, and this score can easily rank in the top ten in the city." β
The corners of Xu Kangtai's lips trembled, and he almost didn't mention it in one breath.
The bell rang for the papers, and the last subject of the semester was finally completed.
Although the difficulty of the volume was acceptable to Jiang Fanyue, Jiang Fanyue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She was about to put all the stationery on the table into her schoolbag, when she turned her head, she saw Yao Rong standing outside the corridor wearing a light gray windbreaker, holding a long snow-stained umbrella in his hand.
In the past few months, not only Jiang Fanyue has changed dramatically, but Yao Rong has also changed.
A light gray windbreaker is not fashionable, but with Yao Rong's gestures and generous calmness, it is particularly attention-grabbing. Many students in the class looked at her curiously, guessing which person in the class was the mother.
"Mom, why are you here?" Jiang Fanyue carried her schoolbag and trotted to Yao Rong's side, and said in surprise.
Yao Rong smiled at her, bent down slightly, and said, "I'll tell you good news." I went to the No. 1 Middle School today, and the principal of the No. 1 Middle School said that he could give you a certificate and let you transfer to the city to study next semester, would you like to go? β
Yao Rong had told Jiang Fanyue before that he would move to the city in the new year.
The mother and daughter depend on each other, Jiang Fanyue will definitely follow Yao Rong to the city, so it will be inconvenient for Jiang Fanyue to stay in Jixiang Middle School to go to school.
It's just that Jiang Fanyue didn't expect her to be able to enter the No. 1 Middle School in the city.
That's the best junior high school in the city.
As if seeing Jiang Fanyue's doubts, Yao Rong raised his voice slightly: "I bought a house near the No. 1 Middle School in the city, and asked Editor Xiao to write a letter of recommendation to prove that you are the author of "Wishing Mirror" and "Little Elephant Who Loves to Dance". The principal of City No. 1 Middle School said that as long as you have a total score of not less than 550 at the end of this year, you can successfully enroll. β
The math teacher came to the first class with the corrected papers, and when he heard this, he almost flashed his waist.
The classmates in the first class basically didn't leave, because Yao Rong didn't lower their voices, and many people heard her words, so after looking at Jiang Fanyue with shocked eyes for a while, they couldn't help but secretly aim at Fei Shuyun, Yao Liangcai, and Zhou Feng.
Especially Fei Shuyun and Yao Liangcai.
Everyone in the class knew that they loved Wishing Mirror.
Everyone in the class also knows that one of them is very incompatible with Jiang Fanyue, and the other has given Jiang Fanyue a nickname, and has also spread a lot of bad things about Jiang Fanyue.
Fei Shuyun's faces changed, and remorse finally appeared clearly on their faces.