The bright lights illuminated the entire classroom, and along with the ringing of bells, the lights in the corridor were extinguished one after another. But under the illumination of the rows of light sticks in the classroom, the supposedly dark corridor was reflected by the windows. Extraordinarily bright.
From time to time, a middle-aged man with short hair and a round face appeared in the window of the back door. His complexion was slightly dull, and his big eyes were staring at various situations in the class. This was the head teacher of Class 7, Grade 3 - Jia Jin, this name has been laughed at by students countless times. They all have real money, but the homonym of this name is "Jia Jin".
In fact, what makes the students feel more different is the subjects taught by Teacher Jia. He is not tall, has tawny skin, and sometimes has a hint of unintelligible dialect. The subject he teaches is English. The unique temperament of an English teacher is obviously very different from the teacher Jia in the eyes of students. It was he who explained how Zhang Bajiu came to the school in front of the senior high school students and their parents. This made Zhang Bajiu feel very shameless, but he also understood that no matter what his background was, he could not decide or change it, and he did not take this matter to heart.
Teacher Jia watched every move of the students through the small window on the door. Maybe this is a common problem among all class teachers. Those students in the classroom who are not very serious can turn their heads from time to time and see the window on the door. There was a pair of black and shiny eyes staring at them. Some of the more clever students noticed Teacher Jia's every move by looking at the reflection on the window glass. Then those ADHD-like students became obedient. He lowered his head and looked at the lines of text. Evening self-study is relatively easy. The teacher will not give lectures. Most of them are self-study by the students. The teachers will either sit in the office and correct homework or test papers, or they will move tables and chairs at the door of the class and wait. One student after another came to ask questions. Of course, Teacher Jia, as the head teacher, does not agree with this concept. He feels that today's students are too servile. If they are not forced to study, it will be difficult to make any progress through self-study alone. Therefore, basically Teacher Jia does not need to be on duty or not. Whether there are classes or not, as long as he has nothing special to do, he will come to school and keep an eye on these students. The class teacher's unique sternness is vividly displayed.
Teacher Jia glanced at the seat in the back row with his peripheral vision, staring closely at the student whose eyes were dull and whose pen was not moving at all. The anger in his heart welled up, but then he thought about it, maybe he said too much during the meeting in the morning. Did it make his psychological burden heavier? Without doing anything, he raised his feet and walked towards the front door. When he arrived at the front door, he ignored the students who had not been studying in class just now. He walked towards Zhang Bajiu slowly and quietly, and lightly tapped his shoulder:
"Zhang Bajiu, come out with me for a moment."
Zhang Bajiu recovered from his previous contemplation, and his thoughts remained on that phone call. He raised his head and looked at Teacher Jia's back, then followed him out.
"Li Tianheng, do you think Lao Jia knows about his phone call?" Liu Yanfei turned her head and asked Li Tianheng.
Of course Li Tianheng didn't know. All he knew was that Zhang Bajiu called his "sister" every week. As for what the relationship was, Zhang Bajiu naturally wouldn't tell him, and he didn't know much about these things. I was interested and didn’t ask any more questions. Li Tianheng shook his head and said:
"I really don't know about this. It's just a phone call. Could it be possible that Lao Jia can eavesdrop on the content of the phone call?"
Teacher Jia walked from the front and turned around to reach the stairs. For a moment, he didn't know how to explain what he said during the meeting. He could only ask tentatively:
"Looking at the way you are absent-minded in your self-study class, maybe something happened. This morning..."
Before Teacher Jia could finish speaking, Zhang Bajiu interrupted the teacher:
"Teacher Jia, we have monthly vacation next week. We usually leave school at noon. Can I leave in the morning? You know my family lives far away, and I also want to go home early to rest."
Teacher Jia thought about it, maybe it was because of what happened in the morning that he had a psychological shadow, but this holiday was agreed by the school. If he agreed and made this opening, wouldn't the class be in chaos in the future? But when he looked at Zhang Bajiu's pleading eyes, his mouth still became loose:
"Okay, by the way, don't take what happened in the morning too seriously. It wasn't that you spent money not to let you go to school when you were a freshman in high school. It was because your mother missed the school registration time. At that time, the school was divided into classes and the accommodation had been adjusted. Okay, I really have no choice. I feel heartbroken for a mother who has been running around in various offices in the school for her children's schooling. I agreed to your mother's request and came to our class, and your mother knelt down in gratitude. ...Down..."
Teacher Jia said the words "kneel down" in an extremely soft voice, for fear of affecting Zhang Bajiu again.
Zhang Bajiu paused for a moment. He had never asked about going to high school. After he left with your father, he became extremely withdrawn. After the high school entrance examination, he took the pocket money he had saved and returned to his grandma's house. , As for going to school, his mother told him later. Then Zhang Bajiu said:
"Teacher Jia, it's okay. I can now get into college on my own. Thank you for taking me in. Then I will go back early during the holiday next week. Thank you, teacher."
After saying that, Teacher Jia nodded and let him go back. He was stunned at the stairs for a long time. The word "take in" made Teacher Jia feel particularly heavy, or it was a kind of irony.
On the way back to class, Zhang Bajiu was excited, and the joy in his heart could not be concealed. When he returned to his seat, the smile on the corner of his mouth was also very obvious.
"Brother Heng, I'm going home half a day early next week. I'm so happy! I'll talk to you on the phone when I get home!!!" Zhang Bajiu said happily.
Li Tianheng was extremely surprised and said: "Have you asked for leave from Lao Jia? That's okay. How many students want to go home early but they don't approve it. How can you always say it accurately!"
Zhang Bajiu said with some pride: "That old man Jia said that to me this morning. I want some compensation, and he must agree."
Of course Li Tianheng believed it. After all, the meeting in the morning said that this kind of thing was indeed excessive and gave him a thumbs up.
After listening to the subsequent conversation, Liu Yanfei also knew that Zhang Bajiu was so happy that he forgot about everything, so he quickly said to Yu Meina:
"See if you choose C for math question 11? Remember your promise!"
Yu Meina had actually guessed the answer a long time ago. Although she didn't know how she guessed the answer to this question correctly, she had already made a promise and she had no reason to refuse. said:
"Just ask, I think it's just you who is gossiping, and you don't want to ask others! Let me go!!!"
Liu Yanfei smiled and waved:
"If you are willing to admit defeat, you can go and ask after class in the middle of self-study in the evening."
After another ten minutes, the bell finally rang. Many students just lay on their desks and fell asleep. It can be seen that this night's self-study was still very boring for many students. Zhang Bajiu was about to get up and go to the water room to wash his face when he was stopped by Yu Meina!
"Brother Jiu, tell us, who is your "sister"? Are you calling her every week? You won't fall in love, right?"
Zhang Bajiu was also surprised. He didn't expect that the secret he never talked about would be discovered. I didn't plan to say anything at first, but I was in a particularly good mood today, so I sat back and said:
"You really want to know? Then you can't go snitching."
Liu Yanfei, who was still lying down, suddenly turned her head and said to Li Tianheng who was beside him, she suddenly became energetic and said:
"Brother Jiu, don't you still believe us? Just say, spread the word and I will wash your clothes for a month!!!"
Zhang Bajiu no longer concealed it and recalled this memory truthfully.
It was when he was just in his second year of high school. During one monthly vacation, he and his friend Xiang Guoying took the bus home together, along with his sister and her sister's classmates.
Both of them are senior high school students. They can be clearly distinguished from each other by the color of their school uniforms. Guoying's sister is a chubby girl named Xiang Fanyu. Her classmates are about the same height as her, about 16cm tall, but they are pitifully thin, with a standard oval-shaped face and fair face, although their hair is also that of a standard student who is just over the ears. But you can imagine that if you grow your hair, whether it is a shawl or tied up, you will be a cute and cute girl.
It's a coincidence that the schoolbag carried by such a cute girl turned out to be the kind of mountaineering bag that boys carry when climbing mountains, and the schoolbag Zhang Bajiu carried was so similar to hers, because there were many people on the car during the holiday. Zhang Bajiu and Xiang Guoying both gentlemanly gave up their seats for them to sit. Dong Lingling stood next to a social worker wearing a black half-sleeved leather jacket with wide cuffs, her hair dyed that way. His skin is red and black, with tattoos on his arms vaguely visible on his sleeves, and a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He is obviously the kind of person who is not easy to mess with. Dong Lingling looks out of place sitting there, and her body looks extremely reserved and careful. Zhang Ba Jiu seemed to see her difficulty, walked up and said:
"How about you stand and I sit here?"
Dong Lingling agreed with Zhang Bajiu's proposal. On the one hand, she didn't want to cause trouble, but on the other hand, she was afraid of such people, so she stood up and gave her seat to him. However, she didn't carry her schoolbag on her back, and she still leaned on her back. Sit in the car. Zhang Bajiu didn't pay attention when he saw the schoolbag on the seat, and casually placed his schoolbag on the open space next to the seat.
The bus was swaying on the road, and the surrounding scenery was passing by quickly like a photo camera. The school, which was originally located in the northwest corner of the county, seemed even more remote among the trees on both sides of the road. Zhang Bajiu's home was in a village in the south of the city. In the old community, this swaying bus, accompanied by the second-hand smoke that drifted into the nose at that time, made people feel sleepy. And the young man who was a member of the society may have been a little high from smoking, and he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping. Outside the car window, Zhang Bajiu also fell asleep leaning on the back of the seat.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Bajiu woke up amidst the driver’s urging. He looked out the window and had arrived at the bus stop. He woke up with a social youth next to him. The young man glanced at him. In the car, he also picked up his schoolbag and walked towards home.
When he got home, Zhang Bajiu didn't pay attention to the schoolbag he was carrying. Second-year high school students had no homework during the monthly vacation. He just symbolically carried some papers he had completed and some used notebooks back home. He casually threw his schoolbag on the table by the door, returned to his room and went to sleep.
Zhang Bajiu's mother is a 38-year-old woman named Zhang Feng. Over the years, she has been doing all the work at home and outside the house by herself. She has a slightly bloated figure but extremely firm eyes. She is almost 160cm tall, but she has made everything in the family difficult. The top and bottom were cleaned spotlessly, and there were plates of steaming dumplings on the table. Although the kitchen door was closed, if you smell it carefully, you can still smell a little aroma of meat. She said worriedly in the kitchen:
"Son, why are you back late today? Did something happen?"
But when she opened the kitchen door, Zhang Feng saw that her son had already put down his schoolbag and went back to the house to sleep. He felt indescribable in his heart. He didn't know if it was because he was too tired.
It was already night when Zhang Bajiu woke up. Zhang’s mother said:
"I see that you have been quite tired recently. How about we go back to grandpa's house to stay for two days and get some fresh air?"
Zhang Bajiu missed his grandparents very much, so he agreed!
In the past two days, Zhang Bajiu played very comfortably and never opened his schoolbag. It was not until the beginning of school, when he had just arrived at class, that his younger sister and his classmates found him and mentioned that he had picked up the wrong schoolbag. Only then did he realize that because of his playfulness and negligence, this senior student was severely scolded by the teacher for not completing her homework.
He was also very sensible and knew that he had made a mistake, so he took the initiative to say:
"This is my mobile phone number and QQ. I will treat you to dinner during the holidays and apologize properly."
Seeing that Zhang Bajiu had already said this, Dong Lingling was not embarrassed, but she definitely wanted to eat this meal, so she gave her QQ number to Zhang Bajiu.
Just like this, after having a meal together, the two of us can be considered acquainted!
The chat really started in the summer of Zhang Bajiu's senior year. His senior had already finished the college entrance examination, and he was on summer vacation. With nothing to do, Zhang Bajiu flipped through the news and saw his senior's posts and photos. , she had grown her hair long and had her admission letter. Zhang Bajiu opened the chat interface with Dong Lingling and sent a blessing! It was this blessing that drew the two people's hearts together little by little. Even now, even though they haven't seen each other for a long time, Zhang Bajiu is still touched by every bit of what he thinks of.
