More than ten days have passed since the end of the first parent-teacher conference, but Mr. He still often feels unreal.
A few months ago, the primary school children in his class collectively wrote an application letter and proposed a learning communication plan to involve parents. After reading it, he couldn't help but be moved.
He saw that although the words in the application letter were immature, the ideas were of great benefit to the college, so he did not hesitate to submit them for reading.
Unexpectedly, the Prison Court returned the order on the grounds that "it was suspected of providing a place for forming parties." Although he felt pity and thought that the Prison Court was making a fuss, who could bear the risks mentioned by the Prison Court? So that’s all.
I originally thought that the matter would be settled like this, but ten days later, the mountain chief actually approved it directly. Even the prison guard said with a smile, "This is a move of the great Chu to value literature and cherish learning."
In this regard, Mr. He's slanderous words were full of impoliteness.
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The first parent-teacher meeting was quite a success, although a few parents almost mistaken the school for the court and continued their grudges in the morning, wandering between trolling and taking action several times; but overall, the parent-teacher meeting was a success. It was quite successful, and the students in his class didn't come lame the next day.
Thinking of the good academic style in the class recently, Mr. He felt even better.
Before, there were little girls who came to class with needlework nuns. They moved quietly during recess, for fear of making mistakes. They were either threading needles with embroidery cloths or knitting with colorful ropes. Looking from a distance, the school was like a boudoir. , it really makes people dumbfounded.
Fortunately, after the parent-teacher conferences, such situations are no longer common. Although most of the little girls are still quiet, they have the appearance of schoolchildren.
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Outside the school, Mr. He was overjoyed.
In the school, some people were not very happy.
Parent-teacher conferences indeed satisfy most students and parents, but there are still some students who are unable to achieve high standards and cannot win the best achievement award. They also despise other awards as not being prestigious enough. Therefore, I heard some students praising Sheng Yuan’s method. At this time, she couldn't help but say sour words: "She said it nicely, but if you think about it carefully, what she said and done was just for the little girl to study. My husband and I are just being taken along by her."
He said this just because Sheng Yuan and her friends were not here, so he just said it happily.
The person who didn't want to do anything bad turned into a hard-working porter and handed the words to Shengyuan intact. Anyu and Lu Sheng were so angry that they wanted to go over and talk to each other.
At that time, Shengyuan was playing chess with Tu Huirong. When she heard this, her eyes still glued to the chessboard, she waved her hands and said indifferently: "Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know me say that I am worried." Please...Besides, what he said is not wrong, I designed it for little girls."
Tu Huirong saw that she was two years younger than him, but her open-mindedness was far beyond his own, so he couldn't help but secretly let go, making the chubby little girl in front of him happy.
"Yohoo! Win!" Sure enough, Shengyuan got several chess pieces and cheered happily. Suddenly, the surrounding scenery seemed to come alive, and even the usual brilliance became brighter.
"Sister Yuan, did you really not see that Tu Huirong was letting off steam?" When school was over, Ouyang Ling caught up with Sheng Yuan and the other two people strolling around and asked her when he came up.
Thinking of the previous chess games that Tu Huirong had ruthlessly killed, Ouyang Ling wanted to stamp her feet and beat her chest.
This is too bullying. We are all classmates, how can we be treated so differently? !
Hearing this, Sheng Yuan bent her eyes and nodded: "I can tell."
"..." Ouyang Ling was silent for a moment, "Then you are still so happy?"
"Why are you not happy? After all, I won!" Sheng Yuan felt that as long as you think openly, happiness will come naturally.
Students are already working hard, wouldn't it be too tiring if they continue to look for trouble?
"What he means is that you didn't win based on your true skills, so why are you so happy?" Xia Shuangjun couldn't see Ouyang Ling's whining, so he simply spoke up for him.
She then added: "He has played several games with classmate Tu Huirong before, but he was stunned every time."
The people in Shengyuan couldn't help but feel happy when they said this.
Sheng Yuan saw him looking at her, as if he wanted to wait for an answer, and said with a smile: "I know that I am slightly inferior, but that doesn't mean that I am not happy that I won!"
After saying this, Sheng Yuan saw that not only Ouyang Ling couldn't understand, but the other three friends were also confused, so she couldn't help but added: "During the game, we all performed our skills meticulously.
Throughout the entire process, both of us respected each other. At the end of the chess game, our chances of a draw were extremely high.
If you want to win, you can only strive not to make mistakes yourself while hoping that the other party will make mistakes. "
After saying this, Sheng Yuan asked: "What's the difference between hoping that the other party will make a mistake, and letting the other party let me win? Aren't they all victories that rely on external factors?"
"Besides, I enjoyed both the process and the result of this round. Isn't it the right thing to be happy?"
After saying this, Sheng Yuan immediately received the admiring looks of his friends.
Only the system laments the art of language.
When they said this, they happened to walk out of the academy gate. The parents of the school children next to them heard it and couldn't help but use it to educate their children.
Some people just felt it made sense, some were silent, and some even went to Shengyuan during class the next day.
This is the person who said harsh things about Sheng Yuan before.
This gentleman was twice educated by his parents as "other people's children", Sheng Yuan. He was very dissatisfied. He thought about it all night and planned to have a good talk with Sheng Yuan.
Can you, little girl, stop being so high-profile? It's fun to show off when you have nothing to do? !
"Brother, I see that your heaven is full and your earth is round, and you look like a man who has risen to great heights. How can you force others to do something difficult?!"
As soon as Sheng Yuan finished speaking, the system started laughing in her mind.
This host is also a talented person. He praised this little man with a small head and a long chin. He is really thick-skinned and can use any words!
Sheng Yuan skillfully shielded the system's reaction, with a straight face... Oh, no, he looked at the other person very straightforwardly: "Human nature is natural, I am honest by nature, I speak out when I have ideas, and I am honest with my friends. How about that?" Just singing a high-key tune?"
The protester wanted to argue, but just as he was about to speak, Sheng Yuan looked at him in confusion and asked: "Everyone knows that a gentleman does not listen to incest, how do you know what our friends say to each other?"
Is this questioning his eavesdropping? Protesters feel they need to distinguish more.
But Shengyuan still didn't give him a chance, and said: "It is said that a gentleman should be cautious about independence. What I said was not inappropriate. Even if I have lived in the Yangtze River for a long time, I can't let people cross the river!"
After saying that, Sheng Yuan imitated the way her brother did when he was joking, shook her sleeves, put her hands behind her back, and walked away with her head held high.
The man was left speechless.
Sheng Yuan originally thought that this matter was just an interlude. The person who did not want to protest was the grand nephew of the Minister of Honglu Temple. He heard from his family that His Majesty wanted to select talented people from various academies in Kyoto to specialize in Chinese language. Yes, in order to deal with overseas countries in the future.
"It's just that the little girl and I are reading poetry and books together, but if you have to join us in the selection process, wouldn't it mean that we are seizing our places!" When he said this, he looked sideways at Shengyuan.
(End of chapter)
