Liang Ye's Summer

"Teacher, why don't you eat the noodles while it's hot?" Liang Ye originally wanted to ask why he was on the math test paper, but suddenly felt that it was not polite, so the words turned around, and he had to walk up to Song Tianling with his face up. and asked him if he wanted something to eat first.

"There are still two questions, you can eat first, don't worry about me."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the noodles in Liang Ye's hand, put them on the table, turned over the test paper and continued to correct it.

A few minutes later, Song Tianling wrote 140 on the front of Liang Ye's test paper with a red pen, covered the pen cap, picked up the test paper and walked straight to Liang Ye who was throwing garbage.

"You," Song Tianling thought about how to ask this question, hesitated, and said, "How long did it take you?"

Liang Ye hasn't seen his score yet, but for himself, writing math questions has always been very smooth, so he truthfully said to Song Tianling: "It took a while, I didn't do this kind of questions often before, about one and a half Hour......"

"Have you rarely done this type of question before?"

"Well, our school is outside the eighth school, and this kind of questions should be based on the college entrance examination questions, right? Before I transferred to another school, I occasionally bought some to do."

"Do you think math is difficult?" Song Tianling asked.

"It's not difficult! I think it's very simple!" Liang Ye laughed, and two dimples appeared around his mouth. Song Tianling suddenly saw his youth and pride from his smile.

So Song Tianling couldn't help but smiled and continued to ask: "Then do you think English is difficult?"

As soon as he heard the word English, the smile on Liang Ye's face slowly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, until his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Tianling handed him the English answer sheet of the math paper that had been corrected. The smile on his lips did not fade. He watched him take it, turned around and walked to the desk, and started to eat fried noodles.

Liang Ye looked at the English score of 140 points and the math score of [-] points, and thought it was funny.

"Why, are you satisfied with this result?" Song Tianling asked.

"Teacher, I will work hard to learn English well, work hard..." Liang Ye suddenly expressed his determination for no reason, it was a bit cute, Song Tianling put down the fried noodles and wiped his mouth, and said with a half-smile:

"The highest score in English in the college entrance examination this year is 147."

Liang Ye nodded and didn't speak.

"my student."

Liang Ye didn't dare to nod this time, and looked up at Song Tianling, not knowing what to say.

"Your math is the highest score in the eight-school joint exam."

"Is it the highest score?" Liang Ye didn't say anything, feeling that the highest score seemed a bit low?The Eighth School is the eight provincial key high schools in the province, and this school is the only private high school. He has never taken the Eighth School's joint exam before, so naturally he doesn't know the strength of the Eighth School.

"But your English is enough to let the classmate with the highest score in mathematics drop by [-] points."

Liang Ye scratched the back of his head involuntarily.He is also very anxious because he is not good at English. His mother sent him to one-on-one tutoring, but it didn't work. For a while, the tutoring got worse.

Seeing the expression on his face getting more and more complicated, Song Tianling couldn't bear to tease him, raised his hand to stroke his hair, and said softly, "Are you scared?"

Liang Ye took half a step back, shook his head, and said, "No, no, no, I'm just afraid of delaying the teacher's class average."

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it [-] points? There is still time, the teacher will let you catch up with other students, don't worry." Song Tianling probably didn't know what kind of eyes he was looking at the person in front of him at this time.

Liang Ye felt that the moment this person raised his head and saw his eyes, the uneasiness in his heart was soothed by a gentle breeze, but his heartbeat suddenly accelerated again, and he fell into a strange excitement.

It's like the excitement of seeing someone who has been waiting for a long time suddenly appear.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Song Tianling didn't pay much attention to his reaction, took the thin coat on the back of the chair in his hand, and said, "I'll write the comprehensive examination paper tomorrow, and you can take the Chinese examination paper home and write it yourself." Give it to me tomorrow, remember to set the time."

"Yes." Liang Ye nodded, put on his schoolbag and followed Song Tianling out of the office.

The two of them didn't talk much along the way, but when they were about to reach the dormitory, Song Tianling seemed to remember something, put one elbow on the car window, put one hand on the steering wheel, and relaxed the accelerator pedal, the speed of the car slowed down After coming down, he also said slowly: "I think you have been interacting well with your classmates these two days, why are you so restrained in front of the teacher?"

Liang Ye didn't know which planet his mind wandered to, and he didn't hear what question Song Tianling asked, but he reflexively "Huh?" when he heard the tone at the end of his question?

"I mean—" Song Tianling smiled helplessly, shook his head and continued in a slow tone: "I'm asking if you're afraid of me."

"No, no!" Hearing Song Tianling's question again, Liang Ye had a little impression of what he asked just now, and then explained: "I just..." I just felt a little strange.

Of course, Liang Ye couldn't say this sentence, which was already strange enough, wouldn't it be even more strange to say this sentence?

"Just what?" Song Tianling continued to ask seriously, not realizing Liang Ye's conscious avoidance at all.

"Because the teacher is not a few years younger than me." It is easier to get close.Liang Ye thought.

Song Tianling was puzzled: "Shouldn't there be no generation gap if they are not a few years apart?"

"Teacher, I'm here! Thank you teacher, see you tomorrow!"

The car stopped in front of the dormitory building, Liang Ye hurriedly interrupted Song Tianling's questioning, opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and ran into the dormitory building as if fleeing.

Before writing the Chinese test paper at night, Liang Ye made countless psychological achievements for himself. He picked up the pen a few times, sighed and put it down again. ,What's wrong with you?"

"Huh? Nothing, nothing."

"Oh." Chen Shuqiao didn't have anything to say, and lowered his head to continue working on the question.

Holding the watch, it took exactly two and a half hours to finish the Chinese test paper. When answering the reading question, he accidentally wrote the name of the head teacher on the answer sheet. He wiped it with an eraser for a long time before he managed to wipe it clean. I was afraid that I would scratch the answer sheet, so I didn't dare to wipe it hard, and there were still shallow pen marks in the end.

That night, Liang Ye rolled around in the cool summer quilt for two hours before falling asleep, feeling a little hot and unhappy.

He felt a little out of control.

When school was over the next day, Song Tianling wanted to attend the weekly teaching and research meeting of the English teaching and research group, and asked Liang Ye to go to the office to write the test paper and wait for him, but Liang Ye politely refused.

"Then you can write in the classroom, two and a half hours. I'll be back soon from the meeting." Song Tianling thought it was the office environment that made him uncomfortable, so he agreed to his request.

Before Liang Ye transferred to another school, he was No. 1 in grade. The scores of those with English differences can be supplemented by mathematics and physics. The original school’s science comprehensive test was relatively early. He has done the comprehensive test, and it is not particularly difficult for him to understand the comprehensive test.

When writing the answer to the last question on the answer sheet, Song Tianling just returned to the classroom after the meeting.

Liang Ye was packing her schoolbag, when she saw him coming, she stopped, handed the answer sheet to him, and said, "Teacher, I'm done."

Song Tianling took it and glanced at it roughly, making sure there were no blank questions, and asked, "How much time did it take?"

"Two hours." Liang Ye raised his arm and looked at his watch, and estimated the time casually - he forgot to count the time, but reported one to Song Tianling according to the usual time.

Song Tianling nodded, then looked at the big physics question and said, "Let's go to the teacher's cafeteria later, the student cafeteria must be out of food."

"No need, teacher, I'm not hungry, so I won't eat today - I'll just take the shuttle bus back to the dormitory later, it's not good to bother the teacher every time."

Liang Ye spoke with a nasal voice, so it had a soft and waxy taste.

Hearing this, Song Tianling felt a little strange. He used to send students back to the dormitory to do their homework and tutoring, so he didn't find it troublesome, and the students in the class got along well with him. This new classmate seemed to be too " You're welcome.

So Song Tianling said with a smile: "Teacher doesn't think it is a troublesome thing to send you back to the dormitory."

"Really, I really don't need a teacher!"

The two faced each other in silence for a few seconds. Seeing Liang Ye's dodging eyes, Song Tianling sighed inaudibly, and said, "Okay, then you can go back by car. I'll take the test paper and ask the teachers to correct it." I'll give it to you tomorrow."

So Liang Ye politely thanked Song Tianling, put on his schoolbag and left the classroom.

Song Tianling took a few steps to the window, and after a while, he saw Liang Ye, who was carrying a schoolbag and bowed his head all the way, walking towards the station in the afterglow of the setting sun. His shadow was stretched very, very long.

In the hot summer, the classroom in the third year of high school is especially stuffy.

Last time, the total score of the test paper written by Liang Ye ranked fifth in the class and ninth in the eighth school. The overall score was very good, especially the math score, which got the highest score, but the English score was the lowest in the top ten, so the high school The dean of the department had a special talk with Song Tianling.

Song Tianling later told Liang Ye about the content of this conversation very comprehensively.

"That child may not have much enthusiasm for learning English." Teacher Huang turned the pen in his hand, looked at Liang Ye's answer sheet and said casually: "How can this kind of academic master have subjects that he can't learn well?"

Song Tianling took a sip of water from the cup, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How did Teacher Huang see it?"

"Can't 75 points reflect the problem?"

Song Tianling took the answer sheet of Liang Ye's weekly English test from Mr. Huang, rolled his eyes at him, and said, "No!"

"Why can't it? This kid is not the kind without talent. Such a smart kid just doesn't want to learn how to do well!" Teacher Huang said solemnly, and turned out Liang Ye's weekly physics exam The answer card said: "Did you see this question, the whole grade, and only he got full marks in the whole grade, which directly shows that his learning ability is fine, it's just a question of whether he wants to learn or not."

Song Tianling glanced at the bright red number 95 on the answer sheet, and raised his eyebrows in tacit agreement with Teacher Huang's words.

"Does Liang Ye have a problem with me..."

After hearing this, Teacher Huang choked on water and coughed for half a minute before recovering. He blushed and said intermittently: "Cough, cough! How is that possible?"

"Why is it impossible again? According to what you said, this kid is so smart, he has a lot of hatred for English, and he can't learn it well?" Song Tianling asked sincerely.

"No, oh, forget it, what I mean is," Teacher Huang cleared his throat, and continued: "He has no enthusiasm for English, and he has opinions on you. There is actually no connection between the two. You Think about it, didn't he have poor English before he transferred here, and he couldn't have objected to all the English teachers."

Song Tianling lowered his head and looked at the two answer sheets carefully, remembering what the dean said: Liang Ye is a good candidate, and his family situation is a bit special. As a class teacher, you should pay more attention to him.

The family situation is a bit special.

Song Tianling sat in the car, holding the steering wheel with one hand and rubbing his chin with the other, lost in thought.

He took some time to understand Liang Ye's situation, and even had a phone call with Liang Ye's mother himself, and learned that Liang Ye followed his mother's surname, which was very similar to his own.

Liang Ye grew up in Taiwan, his father was a businessman, his business was doing well, and he made some money. Liang Ye had never experienced hardships when he was a child, he was well-clothed and well-fed, and had whatever he wanted.It wasn't until one day that his mother took him back to his hometown without looking back, preferring simple food and light food instead of giving in, that Liang Ye knew that the man in his memory who always held himself up high took him to the playground to play until dark The man who gave her mother a lifetime of irreparable damage.

After returning to his hometown, Liang Ye and his mother lived together with his grandparents. At first, life was very difficult. Later, her mother’s work went smoothly, and she kept getting promotions and bonuses. Gradually, her mother had her own house, and Liang Ye also had I got my own room and room to practice dancing. At that time, Liang Ye was in the third year of junior high school.

Song Tianling's mind repeatedly recalled the afternoon when he met Liang Ye for the first time. The boy standing in the shade of the tree was sweating. He was tall and thin. There was a hint of a smile flowing.

If the director of teaching hadn't reminded himself, he probably wouldn't have thought that this optimistic and cheerful child actually had a lot of things hidden in his heart.