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"This……"

After the middle-aged woman saw the bank card, her expression became more and more cramped. Her hands were clenched together, showing her inner unrest: "Teacher, can you please..."

Tan Zhao shook his head. This room is about a hundred square meters, but it is kept very tidy. It can be seen that the conditions of this family have improved in recent years. There are family photos of the family of three on the table next to it, laughing Very happy: "Ms. Lu, this is Zhao Jia's wish. He is an adult and has the right to choose his own future."

"But..." With this money, he can relax a lot. She owes him this.

"Zhao Jia has good grades and has his own plans for the future. As his class teacher, of course he has heard of his 'legendary experience' over the years, but a person's eyes can't lie. Ms. Lu, he has grown up. big."

Growing up, what an ordinary word, Ms. Lu suddenly fell into silence.

"Although money is very good, it can't make up for regrets. If you can, please don't bother Zhao Jia anymore." Tan Zhao stood up, not wanting to say more, "He will become a very good person."

Gentle and gentle, without any personal emotions, but Ms. Lu felt very uncomfortable when she heard it. Her ugliness as a mother seemed to be spread out in the sun to dry.

She knew that Zhao Jia was stubborn since childhood, but...

The door closed with a bang, and Ms. Lu looked at the bank card on the table, and finally cried out between her palms.

She self-righteously thought that Zhao Jia was still the angry child back then, and that as long as she donated the designated money through the orphanage, Zhao Jia would accept it. Everything was her self-righteousness.

It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon when Tan Zhao left the community, and the sun was shining slantingly on the body of the unruly young man, mottled and beautiful.

Zhao Jia held two roasted sweet potatoes in his hand, one had already bitten half of it, and the other handed it over coolly when Tan Zhao came over.Tan Zhao stretched out his hand to take it, and said with a smile, "Brother Jia's treat is rare!"

"..." Brother Jia turned his head and walked forward awkwardly.

"You don't blame the teacher for meddling in your own business, do you?" Tan Zhao said casually, biting a sweet potato.

Zhao Jia shook his head: "Teacher also thinks I am like this, is it too naive?"

"Isn't it good to be innocent?" Tan Zhao peeled off the ugly outer skin of the sweet potato, revealing the red and steamy flesh. One mouthful is sweet, sweet to the heart, "If you don't have this money now, you will die, then I will Advise you to accept it, because life is the most precious thing. But obviously, no."

Who doesn't frivolously waste youth!

Do you work hard?Of course it's hard work, depending on people's faces, and you have to do physical work, but you get very little money, but if he were Brother Jia, he wouldn't want this "repayment".

Taking this money means buying out everything from that year, and all unwillingness will become humble. The dignity of a young man is far more precious than many things.

It deserves to be cherished.

No matter how precocious Zhao Jia was, he grew up alone. Although the teachers in the orphanage were good, there were too many children in the orphanage. When he returned to the orphanage, he had grown up. In addition to self-defense, he also pulled Together with the others, along the way, he picked up trash and handed out flyers. He thought he didn't need the affirmation of others, but...it didn't seem to be the case.

The feeling of being affirmed and recognized by others is really good.

"Thank you."

Tan Zhao finished the last roasted sweet potato before saying, "And brother Jia, it's not difficult to go to college."

"Huh?" Brother Jia was taken aback.

"Brother Jia, you can't be picky about your grades. As for the fees, check out the various student loans, check out the school's scholarships, check out the tutoring market in key universities, um, trust the teacher, the better the university, the less it will let you Gold like you loses its chance to shine."

Zhao Jia: "... Teacher, do you always persuade people to learn like this?"

That's amazing, Brother Jia will even joke with him!

A day later, Xiao Mingming saw Brother Jia return, and couldn't help but want to pounce on him. Of course he didn't succeed, because Brother Jia is a cool school bully and doesn't accept sticky little brother love.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Jia, that Li Zhiming came to look for you."

Brother Jia even raised his eyelids: "You don't care what he does, have you memorized classical Chinese? Have you done the math test paper? Have you drawn the electricity diagram?"

Brother Jia asked three times, and quickly made Xiao Mingming autistic, and couldn't say anything.

If he learns, he can't learn it!

Xiao Mingming was still thinking about Li Zhiming in his heart, but then Li Zhiming never came to Class 13 again, and he was overwhelmed by the piles of studies, how could he remember this!

Soon he reached the second model, and Jia Ge really lived up to Tan Zhao's expectations, and once again returned to the top ten in the grade.

"Good job, keep up the good work~"

Teacher Su told everyone in class 13 this.

It is worth mentioning that after Jia Ge, Feng Juvenile became the second person in Class 13 to break into the top 100. Even because the starting value is too low, the legend is even stronger.

The third year of high school exams has always been based on rankings. It took Feng Xiulan half a year to counterattack from the last exam room to the second exam room.

Such a strong self-learning ability, although there are also reasons for the online and offline tutoring of General Teacher Su, but no one can deny Feng Xiulan's learning talent.

"Ms. Su, why do I think the grade director looks at me strangely?"

Tan Zhao: "..."

Feng Xiulan was a little curious: "Can't you say it?"

"No." Tan Zhao organized his words and said, "He just regrets that you didn't exert your strength earlier, otherwise with your ability, your grades will definitely be no worse than Brother Jia."

"……Oh."

"So plain? Young man, wake up, 985 is not a dream!" Tan Zhao stretched out his hand and patted the young man. He was so happy that he was lying on the sofa, not at all looking like a teacher.

Feng Xiulan felt that in terms of dreaming, their homeroom teacher was really number one in the whole grade.

But, he can also work hard, and he can be regarded as worthy of Teacher Su's expectations.

The first model, the second model, the third model, the gap between Class 13 and the ordinary class is getting smaller and smaller, and the distance from the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer. I did a physical examination, filled out the registration form for the college entrance examination, and took graduation photos, one by one. While being completed, the final moment is coming.

The final admission ticket before the exam was handed out. In fact, the mission of Tan Zhao, the class teacher, was almost done.

"Teacher, say something~"

"Want to hear the teacher mobilize you before the exam?" Tan Zhao laughed.

"Yes! Encouragement from a handsome guy will give you bonus buffs!"

"That's right!"

Tan Zhao patted the podium: "Just say this to you, and the teacher will say a few more words."

From joking and teasing to spring-like blessings, seamless connection, their Teacher Su is indeed Teacher Su, and after getting Teacher Su's BUFF, before entering the examination room on the second day, especially the first one was Chinese, everyone was unexpectedly very peaceful.

Feng Xiulan, Jia Ge and a group of six, except for Xiao Mingming, were all sent by Tan Zhao for the whole test. After all, everyone else had parents who sent them for the test, and so did the cubs he guarded.

"Go, come back and buy you cold drinks~"

... There is an exam tomorrow, Teacher Su is as big-hearted as ever.

The cashing of cold drinks is after all the exams are over.

The summer is scorching hot, and there has just been a brief thunderstorm. The air is still moist with soil, but there is a rainbow hanging in the sky, which is colorful and gorgeous, as if it heralds something.

"Here! Here!"

Feng Xiulan approached, only to find that Teacher Su was carrying a bag of cold drinks in his hand, and the smile on his face couldn't help but rise: "Teacher, did you really buy it?"

"Then there are still fakes? Well, there are all of them, and that's enough!"

As each student passed the exam, the struggle belonging to the senior high school students finally came to an end, but soon after the results came out, another journey was about to begin.

Not to mention talented boys and girls, even Tan Zhao inevitably felt melancholy and empty.

But soon, the joy of being a salted fish made Mr. Su completely forget about it.

"Oh, by the way, I seem to be almost out of wine." Tan Zhao clapped his hands, stood up suddenly and said.

Feng Xiulan: "..." Oops!

The wine was hidden by Tan Zhao in the cabinet under the kitchen, and it was tightly sealed. When the lid was lifted, a faint fruity and sweet smell wafted out. The smell of the wine was so light that it was almost inaudible.

"Unexpectedly..." It doesn't smell bad!

Hey, boy, what is that look in your eyes? !

Tan Zhao bought separate sealed bottles on the Internet a long time ago. It is very rare to give this kind of gift to students after graduation.After filling it with Feng Xiulan, Tan Zhao took out a brush and wrote a message on the bottle label in lower letters.

"...Student Feng, don't take a peek!" Tan Zhao covered the bottle and said.

"It's not rare!" Although Feng Xiulan said so, Feng Xiulan's heart was really itchy.

Feng Xiulan was the last one. After Tan Zhao finished writing, he put down the brush: "Although this is unreadable, you can drink the wine first. It doesn't have a certain degree, so you won't be intoxicated."

"...I refuse." Speaking of this, the terrible taste of the medicinal soup came to his mind!No, I can't think about it.

After the college entrance examination, it was a carnival for senior high school students.

And after the carnival, comes the results.

"not nervous?"

Feng Xiulan shook her head: "Not nervous."

On the contrary, Tan Zhao, who was a high school teacher for the first time, was a little nervous. Both the teacher and the student ordered fried chicken and were about to check their grades. However, after eating only two pieces of fried chicken, Tan Zhao's cell phone rang suddenly.

The caller is the Head of Year.

Tan Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he picked up the phone. Before he could speak, he heard the excited voice of the grade director: "Zhao Jia is the number one scholar in the city!"

Damn, it's an upset!Brother Jia, this is a blockbuster!

"How many points?"

"718 points!"

Following the phone call from the grade director, the news of No. [-] Middle School's upset spread to all high school teacher circles and QQ groups in Hong Kong, except...Jia Ge himself.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that Tan Zhao got through to Brother Jia.

"Oh, no wonder so many people call me, I thought it was a harassing call."

Seeing Brother Jia's reaction, Tan Zhao: "... Brother Jia, did you just finish working?"

"Teacher, how do you know?"

"..." It's really not hard to guess, brother Jia.