On a clear autumn day, Song Sirou walked briskly on her way to school. She finally got into high school according to her parents 'wishes. To be honest, she didn't care if she went to this high school or not. It was just that her parents did not want her to enter society too early. They wanted her to learn more. Whether she could get into university or not was secondary. She had her own plans for the future. In order not to disappoint her parents, she reluctantly repeated a year of junior high school and barely got into the ordinary class of high school. Even so, her parents were overjoyed and even specially made delicious food for her to celebrate.
She was the apple of her parents 'eyes. Her parents, who thought that they would never have another child in their lives, did not expect that when they were almost forty years old, their mother would suddenly become pregnant with her. After a few months of pregnancy, when it was finally time to give birth to her, her mother bled heavily again and almost lost her life. It was not easy to raise her up.
In the second year of junior high school, she had a low fever for no reason. He had done everything he could, but he couldn't find anything wrong. However, she would have a headache and feel uncomfortable every time she went to class. She would ask for leave to see a doctor every few days. After that, her parents had no choice but to take a one-year leave of absence for her and brought her to the provincial capital to find a famous old Chinese doctor to treat her. The old Chinese doctor was talking about yin, yang, real, and virtual, but she didn't understand a single word. She reckoned that her parents didn't understand either, and she was prescribed dozens of Chinese medicine prescriptions, which she took on and off for three to four months before she recovered. In the eyes of her parents, she was not just a young lady from a wealthy family, but a wealthy person. Ever since she was young, she had spent tens of thousands of yuan on her medical fees alone. She had a slight headache, fever, and stomachache. Her parents were so scared that they quickly took her to the doctor. They were always afraid that if they were not careful enough, they would lose this precious daughter that was given to them by the heavens. As long as he saw her smile and happy every day, all his parents 'worries would disappear. She was the spiritual pillar and motivation of her parents, as well as their pride and hope.
Thinking of how hard it was for her parents to raise her, and how much they loved her, Si Rou made up her mind. No matter if I can get into university or not, I have to do my best to learn what I can. If I really can't learn it, I'll leave it to God! Anyway, I have my own goals and ideals.
After crossing a few streets, Song Sirou arrived at the familiar campus. When she came to the enrollment list in the academic affairs office, she saw that she was assigned to Class One and Class Three. There were a total of eight classes in Grade One. Class One and Class Two were the special classes, while the others were the ordinary classes.
What made Si Rou the happiest was that her good friend Tian Xin was also in the same class as her. She and Tian Xin were good friends. Tian Xin's father was the director of the logistics department, and her family lived on campus. Tian Xin had a lot of gossip and was nicknamed "Know-it-all".
Si Rou couldn't wait to go to the classroom of Grade One and Class Three. As soon as she appeared at the door, Tian Xin ran out like a gust of wind and hugged Si Rou tightly, saying,""Aiyo, Sirou, I missed you so much! Why did you only show up now? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Si Rou also said excitedly,"I saw that we were in the same class, so I immediately ran to the classroom to find you." I miss you too. What did you do all summer? Why didn't you come to play with me?”
"I went back to my hometown with my parents. She had stayed in her hometown for a summer vacation and had just returned a few days ago.”
"No wonder. Hey, do you know who our form teacher is? Is he a teacher we know?" Si Rou held Tian Xin's chubby hands and asked curiously.
Tian Xin pulled Si Rou into the classroom and found a desk by the window to sit down. She whispered to Si Rou,""It's a history teacher called Yang Fan. He was just transferred from above to be our form teacher.”
"Male or female? Young or old?"
"It's a young man."
"He's transferred to our school from top to bottom. He definitely won't be able to do much.”Si Rou said disdainfully.
"Sigh, you can't say that. Our school is an old school with a long history. I heard that our school was an old private school before the Liberation. Take the Wenchang Pavilion in the middle of the campus for example. Although it didn't look very eye-catching, it was a cultural relic with a history of hundreds of years! I heard that Yang Fan is a top student who graduated from our school. He volunteered to transfer to our school from a middle school in the provincial capital. When the school leaders found out, they were overjoyed. If the form teacher of the special class had not been chosen, they would have let him be the form teacher of the special class. Don't underestimate him. I heard that when he was in school, the leaders and teachers thought highly of him. Our school's current principal, Qin Xiaotian, was his form teacher back then.”
"Oh? He had quite a background. "You can also know everything. Compared to you, I'm simply a frog at the bottom of a well.”
"What I know is equivalent to what you know. There are no secrets between us.”
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The two of them talked and played, occasionally letting out a small laugh.
At this moment, more and more new students entered the classroom. Not long after, a man who was older than them walked in. Tian Xin whispered to Si Rou,""Look, this person is Yang Fan.”
Si Rou raised her head and saw Yang Fan, tall and with a parting hair. Her face was not pale, but it was not dark either, and her eyes were not very big, but they were double eyelids. Her eyelashes were long and thick. It was said that this kind of person easily looked down on others. He was wearing a gray long-sleeved T-shirt and white casual trousers. It felt so fitting and appropriate on him.
Yang Fan stood at the door for a full minute. He glanced at the incoming freshmen, then strode up to the podium and took out a list from his pocket. After reading it carefully, he said,"Welcome, new students! I'll call the names now. Those who have their names called, please answer. I just need to get to know them.”
"Chu Guoqiang, Zhao Xiaorui, Li Haiyan…" When he called Si Rou's name, she didn't hear it because she was distracted. Tian Xin, who was beside her, nudged her and whispered,"Your name is called." She stood up and replied softly,"Yes." At this time, Yang Fan had already pointed to the next student's name.
Yang Fan stood on the podium and looked at Si Rou without blinking for more than ten seconds. Si Rou stood quietly behind the desk and looked at Yang Fan. She didn't dare to sit down. Yang Fan said expressionlessly,"Sit down."”Si Rou slowly sat down. It wasn't until Yang Fan left the classroom that Si Rou's heart finally relaxed.
"What were you thinking about just now?" Tian Xin asked her. He was so engrossed that he didn't even hear your name.”
"I was thinking that if Teacher Yang Fan wore a red T-shirt, the effect might be better.”
"Don't tell me you fell in love with Yang Fan at first sight? Why are you thinking so much? You even worry about what kind of clothes she looks good in.”Tian Xin joked.
"Tsk, I like him? He had a 'dead face' that didn't know how to smile. He hadn't smiled from the moment he entered the room to the moment he left. It's true that I'm a little scared when I see him.”Si Rou said.
"I feel the same way." Tian Xin echoed.
"What else did he say in the end? I didn't hear a single word." Si Rou asked Tian Xin.
"He said that day students can go home and arrive at school at 1:30 in the afternoon. The dormitory students chose a representative and registered their names. The name list was given to him to arrange accommodation. In the afternoon, they arranged seats and released new books, and then nothing else.”
"Then let's go home. There's nothing to do here.”Si Rou said to Tian Xin.
The two of them walked out of the classroom hand in hand and walked towards Yonglu. When they reached the fork, Si Rou waved at Tian Xin and walked towards the door. Tian Xin, on the other hand, turned a small corner and walked towards home. Si Rou hummed a tune and went home after she left the school.
In the afternoon, Si Rou came to the classroom early. There weren't many people in the classroom. The good thing was that Tian Xin was also there. As long as Tian Xin had a figure like a panda, she wouldn't be lonely. The two of them had just spoken a few words when Yang Fan came in. When he saw that there were not many people, he casually pointed at a few people and said,"You guys come with me to bring the new book over.”This included Si Rou and Tian Xin.
He didn't know when Yang Fan had moved all the books to his dormitory. Everyone was busy carrying bundles of new books. There was a long distance between Yang Fan's dormitory and Class Three's classroom. Tian Xin and Si Rou each carried two large bundles of books in their hands. They were so tired that they stopped halfway to rest. She didn't know when, but the thin thread that had been used to bind the book had actually cut a slit in the joint of her pinkie finger. It was as if a knife had cut it, and blood was still oozing out! His other fingers were red from the strangling. Si Rou was in so much pain that she shook her hand hard. Tian Xin held Si Rou's hand and said with heartache,""Sirou, the blood is coming out. It must be very painful, right?”Si Rou nodded silently. At this moment, Yang Fan walked over from behind and asked,""What's wrong?"
"Sirou's hand is bleeding." Tian Xin held Si Rou's hand and showed it to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan looked at Si Rou, then carefully looked at her hand, and said to Tian Xin,""You two don't have to move. Take her to the infirmary to deal with it.”
"No need, it's fine. Let's move the books back first." Si Rou said a little embarrassedly. She was afraid that Yang Fan would think that she was delicate and had never worked before.
"It's better to bandage it. If it's infected, it will become inflamed.”Yang Fan said coldly, still expressionless.
Tian Xin dragged Si Rou to the infirmary.
Looking at their backs, Yang Fan thought," Just by looking at his hands, he knew that he had never worked before. She looked at her fair and tender face again. She looked like a spoiled young lady. From then on, Yang Fan didn't have a good impression of Si Rou. He felt that she was like a vase that was good-looking but useless.
On the third day of school, all fifty-six students were present.
In the first class in the afternoon, Yang Fan introduced himself to all the students and gave a short speech.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Yang Fan. Yang as in Yang Shu, Fan as in ordinary." He also wrote the words "Yang Fan" on the blackboard.
As soon as he finished writing, he heard praises from below."What beautiful chalk writing."
"When will we be able to practice to this extent?”......
Yang Fan turned around and saw fifty-six different pairs of eyes looking at him and the blackboard. Yang Fan continued," You guys are new students. I was transferred here this semester as well. I'm the form teacher of our first and third class." I hope we can get along like a family in the future. You don't have to treat me as your teacher, but as your elder brother and friend."If you have any difficulties in your studies or life in the future, you can come to me directly. I can solve them. If I can't, I'll find someone more capable to solve them. "Now, students can speak freely. If you have any questions, doubts, curiosities, opinions, or suggestions, you can say them. Let's discuss and solve them together. If you have any questions, please raise your hand."
As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, a male student raised his hand and stood up to ask,"Teacher Yang, I heard that you teach history. If I have any questions about other subjects, can I ask you?”
"Sure." Yang Fan answered simply.
Another female student raised her hand and asked,"Teacher Yang, you don't look much older than us. How old are you?”
Yang Fan did not answer directly. He said thoughtfully,""I studied in university for four years and taught for six years. It has been ten years since I graduated from high school.”
There was a brief silence.
"Are you married?"
Someone asked in a low voice, and the whole class fell silent.
Yang Fan solemnly replied,"No."”
Si Rou couldn't sit still anymore. She raised her hand and stood up, saying,""Teacher Yang, can you give everyone a happy smile now? Just a small smile is enough.”Si Rou even gestured with her hands.
The entire class was stunned! How dare she make such a request to the teacher? However, it was not strange. No one had seen Yang Fan smile. It was just that everyone looked at his cold face and no one dared to tell the truth.
Yang Fan looked at Si Rou and said calmly,"This student, I don't have anything to be happy about, so I can't laugh." If you're willing to teach me, I'm very willing to learn from you.”
When Si Rou heard this, she turned to everyone and said,"Hello, new students!" Today is my birthday. I hope everyone can give me a birthday present. Thank you, everyone!”
"Happy birthday!"
The entire class shouted out in unison.
Si Rou smiled happily and thanked everyone. She stole a glance at Yang Fan. She did not know when, but a smile actually hung on Yang Fan's face. Si Rou looked straight at Yang Fan and took the lead in clapping. The whole class applauded, and a happy smile really appeared on Yang Fan's face.
He also looked at Si Rou, his eyes seemed to be saying to her," At this moment, you are my teacher. Then, he signaled for everyone to stop and said seriously to Si Rou,""Song Sirou, happy birthday! Thank you for teaching me to smile." Many students looked at Si Rou, who lowered her head in embarrassment. She did not expect Yang Fan to be so serious.
The bell rang. Yang Fan had just walked out of the classroom when many students surrounded Si Rou's desk and chattered non-stop. Tian Xin and Si Rou were busy dealing with their new classmates, so they casually forgot about what had just happened.
A week later, the chaos of the start of school was over; The hearts of the students had also returned to the classroom from the summer vacation in the wild. The novelty of meeting new classmates gradually faded. Everything returned to normal. There was one self-study period before breakfast, four classes in the morning, three classes in the afternoon, and two evening self-study periods after dinner. There were a total of ten classes a day.
Other than the classes or self-study sessions that were held by the teachers, Yang Fan would watch the self-study sessions that were held by no other teachers. Yang Fan took a book and sat on the podium to read his own book. He never cared about what his classmates learned or did. When he was tired of reading, he would walk down the podium and observe each student.
While Yang Fan was reading, some students were whispering to each other, but he pretended not to hear them. He didn't care about some of the little tricks. There were also some who were reading novels, so he didn't have to care. Did it affect the other students?
Many students had opinions about him. They felt that he was incompetent and irresponsible. He sat there like a decoration and ignored the class discipline. He was not worthy of being the form teacher. If this went on, he would definitely bring Class One and Class Three down. Yang Fan also turned a blind eye to the dissatisfaction of the students. Just like that, a month passed. During the second period of the evening self-study, Yang Fan asked the students to stop all their studies. He wanted to hold a class meeting.
Yang Fan was no longer the lazy person he used to be. He used a sharp gaze to scan every student in the class and then said,"Over the past month, I have observed every student in the class, both directly and indirectly, and have a general understanding of you. I will give you a few examples for you to judge and see if I am right. Zhao Xiaorui: You're smart but not studious. You like to do small tricks and can't sit still. Li Haiyan, studious and doesn't like to ask questions. Liu Lidong: " I like reading novels. If I'm not wrong, I read Jin Yong's " Tian Xin loved talking to the students sitting around her. Song Sirou liked to play with small things in her hands, so she was distracted. Zhang Zhenyu was enthusiastic about helping others, but he did not work hard enough in his studies... Let me focus on Chu Guoqiang. You are very smart and serious in your studies. You have your own opinions and brains, but you are not good at communicating with others. You have a certain prestige among the students. I want you to be the class monitor of Class One and Class Three. Are you willing?”
Chu Guoqiang was stunned. He did not expect Yang Fan to make him the class monitor. Since he came to this class, he had not spoken much to Teacher Yang. He thought that Teacher Yang did not take him seriously at all. He didn't expect Teacher Yang to think so highly of him. He was a little flattered. "Chu Guoqiang, I have high hopes for you!”Then, everyone applauded in agreement.
Chu Guoqiang's voice trembled with excitement as he said,"Teacher Yang, I'm willing! With your trust in me, I will also do a good job as the class monitor.”
The applause became even more intense…
Yang Fan continued," Students, I'm not criticizing the shortcomings of some students. I'm telling everyone to take a warning and not make the same mistake again. For example, reading a novel was not a bad thing. It was fine to relax and read a novel, but he could not read a novel every day during self-study class. That would be putting the cart before the horse. It was also good to be easy to talk to. It meant that he was good at communicating with others, but he could not say it in class. He could say it casually after class. The purpose of what I'm saying is to tell the students that no matter what we do, we must do it well and do our best. You must learn well and play well. He had to distinguish between class and after class. I also teach History in Class One. In my opinion, the students in Class One are neither smarter nor more capable than you. The key is diligence. They had pressure, and pressure could turn into motivation. It was a good thing and a bad thing. And you won't have any pressure, so you can move forward lightly. The last two rows of our class are all boys, and there are more boys than girls. Our class can't lose to class one under the leadership of a group of men, right? The examination did not care about the special class or the ordinary class. Whoever had good results would be accepted.”
"At home, you are all good sons and daughters of your parents. I hope that you will be the best students in Class One and Class Three. I like the saying,'You don't have to whip yourself.' Today, I'll give you these words. Let's encourage each other.”
When Yang Fan said this, Chu Guo Qiang took the lead to applaud.
After the applause, Yang Fan said," For more than a month, I've been sitting here during self-study every day. I don't know if you have any problems or if you have any concerns? None of my classmates asked me any questions. Perhaps they were afraid that I would be stumped and lose face. It's okay. If I'm stumped, I can ask others for advice. Remember, you must not be ashamed to ask questions in your studies. Don't be embarrassed. If he didn't know how to pretend, pretending to know when he didn't know was the real loss of face. I have the determination and confidence to turn Grade One and Grade Three into the best classes in the school and the class with the highest enrollment rate in three years. During this period of time, I deliberately ignored you and indulged you because I was reading your personality traits, tempers, hobbies, strengths, and weaknesses. Only by understanding you and understanding you can I guide you with a clear target. Now, each of your appearances is a memory in my mind, and I can open it at any time. I hope that the fifty-six students in our class will help me protect these memories. Three years later, I will open them and let them grow wings so that they can fly to the places they want to go. Here, I would like to thank my classmates first!”
After saying this, Yang Fan solemnly bowed to the students. Many of the students were so touched that they shed tears.
They did not expect that they would misunderstand Teacher Yang some time ago. He was so attentive to them! Zhao Xiaorui said excitedly with tears in his eyes,"Teacher Yang, don't worry. We won't let you down! Isn't it? Students?"
"Yes-"
Everyone shouted in unison.
A happy smile appeared on Yang Fan's face again.
On the way home, Si Rou still hadn't calmed down. What she didn't expect was that Teacher Yang, who usually looked disdainful, was actually so meticulous. He described everyone's strengths and weaknesses so accurately, especially her own. He liked to play with small things in his hands and was absent-minded. He had been sitting and reading. When did he find out? She couldn't help but have some respect for Yang Fan. Although he still had the boss's " dead face," he still smiled occasionally.
Although she was excited, she was worried that she would disappoint this " dead face " one day. Because her mathematics, physics, chemistry, and English were too poor. It wasn't that she didn't work hard, it was just that she couldn't learn it no matter how hard she tried. She was very anxious and helpless. Fortunately, her parents never asked her to study well. As long as she didn't fall sick, didn't suffer any disasters, was healthy and happy, and grew up, it was fine. It was just that Yang Fan's words tonight made her a little uneasy. With her current level of " mathematics, science, chemistry, and English," even if Yang Fan was exhausted, her results would not improve much. In order not to let Yang Fan look down on her too much, she braced herself and went to study the "mathematics, science, chemistry, and English" that were like heavenly books. "Ying" seemed to be better, but the other three subjects were almost killing her.
When she got home, her parents were waiting for her. When she saw that she had returned, her mother quickly fetched some water for her to wash her face and feet. She wanted her to hurry up and sleep. He still had to wake up early for morning reading tomorrow morning.
Lying in the soft blanket prepared by her mother, Si Rou quickly fell asleep sweetly.
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