Chiseling

"I heard that the downstairs house has moved out. I don't know what to do with the house."

"Oh? Didn't you move here for a long time?"

"Who said it wasn't."

Listening to his parents' discussion as usual, he buried his head in his meal in silence. No matter how long it took him, he couldn't get used to his parents' behavior. The boredom was smoldering in his heart. He took a few mouthfuls and turned away, "I'm full, I'm going Do your homework."

17 years old is a sensitive age, the mind gradually matures, has its own views on various things, and some things become unbearable.

"Ah."

After getting the answer, he went back to the room and closed the door. Although most of the voices were cut off, a few words still passed into his ears from time to time, and he remained silent.

But it's not all bad.Several new teachers came to their school this semester, and one of them took over from the previous school year's teacher to teach them politics.The new teacher was very interesting, and it was obvious from his demeanor that he was a young teacher just out of school—the lectures were written according to the text, and the writing was neat, which was not bad.The teacher in their school has been teaching for a long time. When writing on the blackboard, certain characters are often connected together and the speed is extremely fast. This teacher is completely opposite. He writes strokes like a child who is just entering the classroom. He never has to worry about writing too slowly and following No time to take notes.

But the interesting thing about this teacher is not what is mentioned above, but that the teacher has not changed his clothes for nearly a month since the school started. They only have one politics class a week, so I don’t know if the teacher really hasn’t changed his clothes , or just change into that outfit every time you teach them.Either way, it's fun enough.Wanting to see how the teacher dresses up differently, and guessing whether the clothes he will wear will change in the next class, this idea has become his entertainment and motivation when he goes to school every week.

After school, he would do his homework for an hour before going home, because no one was there when he went home too early, and it was time for dinner when he came home.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost time. He packed up his things and was about to go home, but when he walked out of the classroom and reached the door, he realized that - at some point, it was raining lightly outside, and he stood at the door of the teaching building a little worried. Whether to go home in the rain or wait for the rain to stop before returning home, neither seems to be a surefire solution.At such a precarious time, going home in the rain must be equivalent to a cold and a fever. While he was still in a daze, someone approached behind him.

"Here." The teacher didn't know when he appeared behind him, but he didn't look like he was going home. Could it be that he brought the umbrella here because he saw himself standing here worrying?

"But what about the teacher?"

"Don't worry, I live in the building next door, and it's only a 10-minute walk."

"Then let me send you back."

"No, you go back quickly."

"Teacher, why don't you drop by anyway? And if the teacher catches a cold because of me, I will blame myself."

The teacher couldn't hold him back, so he had to go back and pack up his things. Anyway, the two of them were only sheltered by an umbrella. It was a bit crowded, but it was better than nothing.It's a rare opportunity to get closer to the teacher, how could he let go of this opportunity?

Not long after, the two came to the gate of the teacher's house,

He couldn't help expressing emotion, "The teacher lives so close, it's nice not to have to get up early."

It was the first time to go home with the students. He didn't know what to say, so he answered smoothly.

There are still a few steps away from the door of the building, "Go back, you have already arrived."

"How can you fall short here."

It seems that he will not go back unless he is delivered to his home. This time he did stand at the door of the building, "Now can I go back with peace of mind?"

"Teacher, it's rare to come here. Don't you invite me to sit up?"

It seems that there is no such reason, but it is already late, so we can delay a little longer... But it seems unreasonable not to let him go up when we are all downstairs, just when he was thinking, someone just opened the door and came out, "Teacher, the door is open, come in quickly. "Looking at him running in quickly, it is impossible not to let him in now.

The building next to the school used to be the dormitory of the school teachers. After the renovation, it seems that not only the teachers and their families lived in it, but the renovation was very early. The floors were not high at that time, so naturally there was no elevator, and the teachers lived there On the sixth floor, they climbed up the stairs, their voices echoed, and at the same time they turned on the voice-activated lights installed in the corridor.

Standing in front of the anti-theft door, the teacher found out the key, and he followed in.The house is not big, and there are corrugated boxes piled up everywhere. It seems that it hasn't been tidied up yet, and it just temporarily vacated a place to live in.

He stood there looking around, seemingly getting nowhere.

"Find a place to sit."

Although the teacher said so, it seemed that there was no place to sit. He stood there cautiously, and the teacher put away the things in his hand and went to a place that looked like a kitchen to help him make tea.

"I just moved here not long ago, and I haven't had time to clean up yet."

Although the teacher said so, the room is still like this for more than 20 days in the past month. It seems that this is not just a problem of 'too late', but he did not say this. He probably understood that the teacher did not change clothes for a month s reason.

After the teacher handed him the cup, he pulled a cardboard box and sat on it.It looks like it contains something that is not afraid of pressure.

The water in the cup was still very hot, he carefully held the handle, it was just right to keep warm.While waiting for the water to cool, he began to find topics to chat with the teacher.

"The teacher's politics class is so boring, can't you find a way to make it more interesting?"

"Politics already needs to memorize a lot, and besides, where is there any shortcut to study?"

"It's so boring." He sighed like this, but he didn't know whether he was talking about the teacher's words or the teacher's class.

"It's so late, you should go back early." The teacher looked at the watch and found that the pointer had already pointed to seven o'clock in the evening.

"Huh? I haven't even drank any water yet. When I was waiting for the teacher at school, I already sent a text message to my family, saying that I would go back later." Inspired by this sentence, he suddenly mentioned, "Teacher is here Let's exchange mobile phone numbers, it will be more convenient in the future."

The teacher wanted to refuse, but it seemed that if he didn't tell him, he would definitely hang on to the end.After much deliberation, I finally told him, but with a condition, if I post something wrong, I will definitely block him immediately.

"Okay, I got the phone number." He thought happily in his heart.

It just seemed that the teacher seemed to be in trouble, hesitated again and again, and said embarrassedly, "What's your name?"

It turned out that the teacher didn't know his name yet, so he pretended to be angry, "Teacher, it's been a month and I haven't remembered the student's name, isn't it too negligent?"

"I'm not just teaching you in one class." The teacher was a little aggrieved. He met once a week and had to memorize the students in several classes. Each person's name had to be numbered with his face. Since he was in school, he was not very Good at it.And in his opinion, at this time, everyone wears the same clothes and has similar hairstyles, and the difficulty factor is even more so.

"My name is Jingyang, teacher must remember this time."

"Yeah." Although he agreed, but whether he could remember it, he was not sure at all.

"And teacher, although I understand that it is troublesome for you to find clothes, but if you don't change them for a month and keep wearing the same clothes, it will be aesthetically exhausting for us."

"Is that right?"

"Yes, of course." He nodded his head heavily, speaking with certainty.

In the next class, the teacher finally changed the clothes that he had been wearing for nearly a month. When he entered the classroom, he could clearly feel the shock and emotion of the whole class, "Finally changed clothes." '

Bell... bell... bell... the bell for the end of get out of class rang, and the teacher started to clean up after class was announced.The next class is physical education class, because there is a distance between the classroom and the playground, so after class, everyone automatically walked to the playground, Jingyang saw that everyone in the class had almost left, and caught up with the teacher in the corridor.

"teacher!"

Hearing his shout, the teacher stopped and turned to wait for him.

"Well, you are Jingyang?" The teacher thought for a while.

Although he wanted to sigh, his name was indeed remembered, so he didn't say anything more.

"Why, did you not understand anything in the class just now?"

He shook his head, "Teacher, you finally changed your clothes."

The teacher smiled embarrassedly, "Ah, I just changed my clothes."

Anyway, accepting the student's suggestion, and it was a suggestion made by someone who wears school uniform all year round, made the teacher a little embarrassed.

"I'm very happy, teacher, you accepted my suggestion."

"No, no."

Looking at the teacher's gradually red ears, he was in a happy mood,

"Teacher, I'm going to class, keep it up."

After speaking, he ran away.

"Don't run in the corridor."

After hearing what the teacher said, he stopped and walked slowly to the playground.