Goodbye Midsummer 2

The chirping of cicadas in summer is noisily coming in through the cracks in the window. Even though the air-conditioning in the office has been turned on to the extreme, it still cannot stop the irritating feeling aroused by the hearing in the eardrums.The central air conditioner was whistling overhead, and a few young people in the open office area were listlessly typing on their keyboards. Only the wall clock on the wall was ticking, echoing the muffled sound of the air conditioner.

"This semester is not over yet. Is it necessary for us to rush out the teaching plan for the next semester so early?" One of the curly-haired young people raised his head from the computer screen and complained to himself.

Another man sitting next to him was wearing a plaid shirt, typing and responding: "The leader asked you to write, so you can write."

The curly-haired man curled his lips: "But I teach physical education! I drive them to run or play football every day. What kind of teaching plan is there..."

As he spoke, he glanced at another young man sitting directly in front of him, and poked him on the back.

"Hey, Shen Yi, why don't you write it for me."

Shen Yi, who was typing with his head down, turned his head quietly, with a pair of frightening dark circles hanging on his very delicate face, he pushed his glasses, and said a word lightly:

"roll."

The man in the plaid shirt said with a smile: "Got Zhu Yue, don't bother Shen Yi at this juncture, he is already in a state of desperation."

Zhu Yue rubbed his natural curly hair, and asked puzzledly: "Old Song, what do you think Shen Yi is busy with all day long?"

"It's not about the fight between the students in their class. The school leader asked him to write a complete report." Song Changfeng, who is called "Old Song" but is not yet [-], said, "He has been almost caught by that incident these days." I'm so annoyed, dealing with the aftermath and notifying the parents, I'm so busy."

"Oh, that matter..." Zhu Yue nodded belatedly.He had heard a little about the well-known "troublemaker" in Shen Yi's class, and the aftermath of the fight that broke out a few days ago was indeed unresolved, so it was no wonder that Shen Yi was in such a bad mood these days.

He was about to gossip with Song Changfeng again, when Shen Yi in front of him closed the screen of his laptop vigorously with a "snap" and let out a long breath.

"Finally done..."

After finishing speaking, he slumped on the desk with a "plop", in the shape of a dead body.

"Hey, it seems that the report is finally finished. Congratulations." Song Changfeng smiled and clapped his hands, "Finally I can rest for a while."

After a while, Shen Yi's voice came weakly: "There are still homework that haven't been changed..."

Zhu Yue looked at Shen Yi who was half dead and shook his head helplessly: "Shen Yi, don't die suddenly."

After graduating from university, Shen also became a people's teacher.

This choice was beyond everyone's expectations.Even Shen Yi himself was a little surprised.

His major in college was mathematics. In his senior year, the college had an opportunity to go to a local middle school for an internship. He signed up on a whim.Before that, he had never really considered being a teacher, and this profession had never been within the scope of his life plan.But that one-month educational practice completely changed his mind.

In the middle school where he practiced, he saw so many energetic faces and youthful teenagers. Every child surrounded him with great curiosity and asked questions. enough kindness and respect.The relaxed atmosphere of the school makes him feel very at ease, both the students and the teachers are quite amiable.During that month, he found that he liked the working environment very much.

Therefore, when that short month of "teacher" career ended, he felt a sense of loss.

After much thought, he decided to obtain a teacher qualification certificate.And after graduation, he returned to the school where he practiced as he wished, and started his real "teacher career".

When he really devoted himself to this industry, he also found that the problems he had to face were far more complicated than when he was an intern. Fortunately, he is not a person who will be easily defeated by difficulties. The seniors around him have not hesitated to pass on their experience to him. After two years of exploration, he has gradually grown into a more "reliable" head teacher. Learned a set of methods of class management.

In the second semester of the second year of high school, the gradually hotter weather announced the coming of summer vacation. At this time of turmoil, a well-known "problem student" was transferred to class 3 of the second year of high school where Shen Yi was the head teacher.Liang Ziji is a well-known troublemaker in this school. He was suspended from school in his first year of high school because he had a fight with a group from another school. Lived in the hospital for a week.After being discharged from the hospital, the former head teacher refused to let Liang Ziji stay in his class any longer, so he talked to the school leader, who didn't know what the school leader was thinking, and threw Liang Ziji, a hot potato, to the school. The fledgling Shen Yi, euphemistically called it "Let the young and aggressive teachers care more about the underachievers", praised Shen Yi's deeds as a class teacher in the past two years, and then patted him on the shoulder and walked away.

Shen Yi didn't even have a chance to refuse, so Liang Ziji was transferred to Class 3 ([-]) of high school.

For this well-known "problem student" in the whole school, the students in Class 3 ([-]) of Senior High School who have always had a simple atmosphere did not reject it much, but they did not take the initiative to deal with him.Liang Ziji, who was already fearless, didn't seem to have any intention of building a good relationship with his classmates. On the first day of the transfer, he found himself a corner seat in the last row, and fell asleep as if no one else was there.

For this student who had many rumors, Shen did not intend to act rashly, and only asked the class monitor Luo Shuan to pay more attention to his actions on weekdays.He planned to observe Liang Ziji carefully before taking action.

Who would have thought that Liang Ziji would cause trouble again just after the third week of his transfer.

This time, because of a conflict with someone outside the school, he broke the other person's nose in a fit of anger.

Contacting the parents, visiting the door to apologize... Shen Yi was too busy dealing with the aftermath. Today, he finally finished sorting out the incident report. He lay on his laptop, feeling like he was about to die in half.

There is still a pile of homework waiting to be corrected, and he feels very tired from the bottom of his heart.I didn't expect this industry to be so cruel.

Just as he couldn't help lying on the table and sighing, a weak voice sounded above his head:

"That, teacher..."

He raised his head, and a slender and thin young man was reflected in his glasses, who was standing by the desk with his head bowed and hesitating to speak.

This weak and fair-skinned young man is the monitor of Class 3 (Second Year) Senior High, Luo Shu'an.

Shen Yi hurriedly put on an energetic look, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Shuan looked away with flickering eyes, and said slowly: "Teacher, Liang Ziji is absent today, he hasn't come since morning reading..."

It turned out that he was here to report the status of the class. Shen Yi was startled, and then realized: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that Liang Ziji will be at home for a week of self-examination from today. His father took him back last night. You inform Just look at the class cadres on duty, and just pay attention when checking attendance."

Luo Shuan nodded, but did not leave immediately.

"Anything else?"

"It's the seating arrangement..." He hesitated, "Chen Ying is reluctant to sit next to Liang Ziji, saying that he sleeps all day and affects her study..."

Shen Yi thought for a while: "Okay, I will make good adjustments when I change seats next time."

"She wants to change immediately." Luo Shu'an was a little embarrassed, as if he was the one who insisted on changing seats.

Shen Yi frowned in embarrassment: "The seat was just adjusted last week, and it's not realistic to adjust it immediately..."

"That's what I told her too." Luo Shu'an bit her lower lip, and looked at Shen Yi timidly, "But her attitude is very firm, so I... I decided to switch with her..."

"You?" Shen Yi was a little surprised.

He nodded: "I'll change seats with Chen Ying, is that okay?"

Luo Shuan seemed quite unconfident about his own actions.

"Aren't you worried that Liang Ziji will affect you?"

The thin young man smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'll pretend he doesn't exist."

Another good squad leader who sacrificed himself for the sake of the overall situation, Shen Yi couldn't help feeling a little moved: "If you think it will affect you, just tell me and I will make adjustments."

"Okay." He responded obediently.

Really two extremes.

After Luo Shu'an left, Shen Yi looked at the bright sun outside the office, and couldn't help but think so.

Liang Ziji, who is manic and chaotic, and Luo Shuan, who is quiet and weak, are children of the same age, but there is such a big contrast in their personalities.It's really strange.

He sighed, pressed the red pen in his hand, picked up a homework book, and started his heavy marking task.

After changing to the fifth book, the phone beeps: there is a new email.

He swiped open the screen, clicked on the email, and the screen was quickly filled with a dark green photo.

In the photo, under the thick green shade, the sunlight shines on a gray rock. If you look carefully, the rock is carved with human features, which looks like a cute little monk resting with his eyes closed, which is really cute.

In the lower right corner of the photo, there is a line of handwritten words as always: FromU.SA

No more text.

Shen Yi looked at this photo with his cheeks held for a long time, and slowly rubbed the few simple handwritten characters through the screen, as if it could touch the body temperature of the writer.

A faint miss came to my heart.

After clicking "Reply", he typed slowly:

——Summer is here again, why don’t you come back for a summer vacation?

After thinking for a while, he deleted the second half of the sentence and retyped:

——Summer is here again, how are you doing in America?

Pressing send, he collapsed on the chair exhausted as if all his strength had been overdrawn.

In my mind, what emerged was the face of a young man, so indifferent and alienated, but also so deep and gentle.

Qin Yang, are you okay?