Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

On the runway, the participating students ran hard.

Where they ran, the students in the stands on both sides shouted the names of the contestants in their class, or the names of the players they were optimistic about and had a good relationship with.

Among them, Cheng Zichen's name was called the most. Not only the people from Class [-], Grade [-] were cheering him on, but also many students who had long admired the name of "Shen Cheng" called him.

However, the few contestants on the runway focused on nothing else, striding forward while cheering and cheering.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

By the time of the last lap, the situation of the race was already very clear.

The sports students starting from the fifth lane are in the leading position, about five meters ahead of the people behind them.

Ranked second is Cheng Zichen. His steps are steady and regular, and he seems to be able to speed up at any time.

The third place was Xia Heran, but he was dropped by a considerable distance by the first two, and at the same time was bitten tightly by the fourth behind him. The distance between the two was less than one meter.

Jian Ze'an waited near the finish line, watching those people galloping towards this direction, clenched the water bottle in his hand with excitement and nervousness, on the one hand, he was looking forward to whether Cheng Zichen would speed up to win the first place, on the other hand On the other hand, he was also distracted to pay attention to Xia Heran, fearing that something would happen to him.

The race quickly came to the last 100 meters.

The leading boy threw off his two long legs and accelerated obviously.However, just behind him, Cheng Zichen, who had been lingering not too far away, also accelerated as well!

Cheng Zichen's breathing was steady, and he only increased his stepping frequency step by step in an orderly manner. In just a few breaths, he was already approaching the sports student in front of him.

The gym student in front seemed to have noticed something, gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, but he couldn't get rid of Cheng Zichen.On the contrary, the two widened the distance from the others behind them, chasing after each other, becoming the first echelon with absolute leadership.

Watching the game, the most exciting thing is to watch you scramble against each other. If there is a reversal, it will be even more exciting.

Seeing such a situation at the end of the competition, all the students in the audience were excited. The voices of shouting the names of the two below were louder and louder. Many people stood up to see more clearly.

"Cheng Shen! Cheng Shen! Cheng Shen, come on—come on!"

"Come on, Qian Guangzhi! Come on, Qian Guangzhi! Come on, Qian Guangzhi!"

Amidst the roar of shouts, the two almost crossed the finish line side by side, making it difficult for the people in the stands to see who was first and who was behind. For a while, the entire playground was full of noise, and everyone was asking who won the championship in the end. .

Because Jian Ze'an was standing near the finish line and could see clearly, he immediately jumped up excitedly: "Zichen! Niu [beep]——!"

He could see clearly that although it was only a little short, Cheng Zichen was the first to cross the finish line in the end!

the first!

Sure enough, he is number one. As expected of Cheng Shen, he is so good in both study and sports!

Jian Ze'an was full of pride, wishing he could rush over to congratulate Fa Xiao, but knowing that the other party had to register his grades in the end, he suppressed his impatience, and looked at Cheng Zichen not too far away with his fists clenched.

The latter obviously shouldn't know that he was waiting here, but suddenly turned his head and looked to this side.There were still beads of sweat on the boy's face, which was flushed from the sun and the sprint. The running just now made his chest heave, but it didn't damage his handsome and handsome appearance at all. The unattainable image of a top student adds a bit of the hormonal atmosphere of a fiery teenager.

He looked in this direction, his chest was still heaving violently, but the corners of his mouth were already drawn up, and a smile appeared in his quick breath, his eyes were dazzling, so bright that under the overexposed sunlight, his figure was slender, and his whole body looked like Melting into the bright light, shining brightly.

Jian Ze'an heard the gasps of several nearby school newspaper reporters and volunteer students, and the suppressed screams of several girls.

A girl next to her was shaking her companion's arm desperately, and shouted in a low voice: "He looked at me, looked at me! He smiled at me, smiled at me, smiled at me!!!"

Jian Ze'an heard it in his ears, and thought proudly in his heart, it's not about you, it's about me.

Cheng Zichen smiled at him, and made a mouth shape, which should be the word "wait a moment".Jian Ze'an nodded emphatically, waiting for him to come over after registering his grades.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the whole playground erupted in exclamation!

Jian Ze'an turned his head to look in puzzlement, his pupils constricted instantly!

Cheng Zichen and the sports student Qian Guangzhi crossed the line one after the other, but the players behind them were thrown away by more than ten meters, and it was time to cross the line at this moment.

In third place is Xia Heran.

He is also about to cross the line at this moment.

However, under the eyes of everyone, Xia Heran, the fourth person behind Xia Heran, caught up with him. The two of them were very close, as if they were fighting for the first place. fell out!

The audience exclaimed.

When Jian Ze'an turned his head to look, he saw the moment Xia Heran fell to the ground.And the No.4 behind him—the same boy who once blocked Xia Heran with Liu Ziqiang, completed the crossing line.

"Oh my God!"

"Is that student okay?"

"He fell so hard, he almost flew out!"

Several students next to me discussed in worried tones.And Jian Ze'an was even more upset.The plot in the dream only said that Xia Heran was tripped and injured, but didn't say when. Seeing that he was about to finish running, he thought that Xia Heran had listened to his reminder, paid more attention, and avoided the crisis.Coupled with the fact that Cheng Zichen crossed the line and won the championship, Jian Ze'an's attention was completely attracted, and he didn't pay attention to Xia Heran. He never expected that Xia Heran had an accident just a second before reaching the finish line.

Running at high speed during the sprint stage, suddenly being tripped and flying at this time is definitely not a trivial matter.

Jian Ze'an listened to the noisy discussion in the playground, and saw Xia Heran lying on the track for a long time without getting up, his whole heart was raised.

At this time, some volunteers had already rushed over to help people. Although there were some students who hadn't finished the competition, there was an accident, and they didn't care about breaking the competition.

Seeing the others passing by, Jian Ze'an gritted his teeth and ran to Xia Heran's place.

When he passed by, there were already three volunteer classmates surrounding Xia Heran, helping him to sit up.Originally, Xia Heran fell on the ground, but now she sat upright, and immediately exposed a three-centimeter-square wound on her left knee, which was blood red and blood flowed from the wound to her calf.

All the classmates around him gasped:

"My God!"

"This hurts badly! You must go to the school doctor immediately!"

Jian Ze'an saw Xia Heran's injury from the gap among the people surrounding Xia Heran, his heart sank suddenly, and a wave of worry mixed with a little guilt came to his heart.

...If I hadn't just reminded him, but made it clearer, and even tried to encourage Xia Heran to quit the competition, wouldn't he be injured?

Out of such complicated emotions, Jian Ze'an squeezed into the crowd, his voice trembling a little when he spoke: "Xia Heran, you... How are you? Can you get up?"

The young man who was sitting on the ground lowered his head to observe his wound, but when he heard this, he raised his eyes and saw him with a pale smile: "My ankle hurts, it should be a sprain."

The wound on his knee was so eye-catching that several volunteers didn't notice it elsewhere. After hearing what he said, they realized that Xia Heran's ankle, which was exposed outside the socks, was swollen in such a short period of time. It looked very serious. .

Several volunteers were terrified: "Shouldn't he be able to leave like this? We have to find two people to help him to the infirmary."

He was quickly refuted again: "No, if the ankle is severely sprained, you can't walk at all, and you can't even support it. And now we don't know if the bones are injured..."

The more Jian Ze'an listened, the more worried she became, and she always felt that she was responsible: "Otherwise, I will carry you to the infirmary, is that okay?"

Xia Heran looked at him with a surprised and moved expression.He seemed to want to agree, but finally shook his head: "No, it's too hard for you, the playground is quite far from the infirmary."

A volunteer next to him immediately said, "I'll carry you on my back. I'm stronger than the classmate who wants to help."

"You are a volunteer, so you should have other things to deal with. I just happen to be here, and this is our classmate. It is convenient for me to deal with anything." Jian Ze'an said, "My physical fitness is not bad, so I will carry it alone. The infirmary is fine."

Although he is not tall, he is still taller than Xia Heran. He usually plays basketball a lot and has good physical strength.

He looked at Xia Heran's pale face on the ground with sweat dripping from his forehead, and subconsciously softened his tone: "I'll carry you on my back, okay?"

While talking, the two teachers who saw the accident just now hurried over from the check-in point and the finish registration office, saw Xia Heran's injury clearly, and were in a hurry: "Stop discussing, no matter who it is, hurry up and get the injured classmate Take it to the infirmary, don't wait too long before the wound becomes inflamed."

Hearing this, Jian Ze'an squatted down in front of Xia Heran, turned his head and said, "Come up."

Jian Ze'an waited for Xia Heran to lie down.

But a familiar voice suddenly appeared: "Let me come."

Jian Ze'an was stunned for a moment, and then saw a hand in front of him, holding his arm and pulling him up from the ground, and then involuntarily carried Xia Heran on his back.

"... Zichen."

Jian Ze'an pursed her lower lip.

Cheng Zichen glanced at him, his expression showed no joy of winning the championship, but rather calm: "The infirmary is too far away, don't tire you. I'll carry him."

The boy on his back seemed astonished, but he still said, "Thank you then."

Jian Ze'an looked at Cheng Zichen and Xia Heran on his back.

The sun was so strong that he almost melted from the sun, but he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He forgot.

The plot not only said that Xia Heran was injured, but also that after he was injured, Cheng Zichen had just finished running 1500 regardless of himself, so he picked him up and went to the infirmary involuntarily.

The scene in front of me seemed to overlap with the dream, although it was not a hug but a back, but the difference was not that big after all.

……really.

His throat moved, and he swallowed that wry smile.

Sure enough, even if there is a deviation in the first encounter, the plot will still be adjusted and corrected in the end.

People who should pay attention to each other and feel good about each other will still feel good about each other, so there is no need for me to help and assist.

...should be happy.

Jian Ze'an wanted to smile, but failed.Maybe it's because Fa Xiao, who has been with him since he was a child, is about to be alienated from him.

It's fine.He took a deep breath, tried his best to adjust his expression and followed behind those two people: After all, he won't stir up wind and rain because of jealousy like in his dream, so it's good to be good friends.

When we arrived at the infirmary, the school doctor was startled when he saw this posture: "What's wrong?"

"This classmate tripped and injured himself while running." Cheng Zichen said succinctly as he put the person on his back on the hospital bed.

The school doctor glanced at Xia Heran's knee: "Oh, this wound is not small, wait, I'll give you a flush with normal saline."

"Thank you - not only my knee, but also my ankle, which hurts a lot." Xia Heran said.

The school doctor frowned: "Let me see. A sprained ankle is not necessarily a trivial matter. If it is in severe pain and unable to move, it may even be a bone injury."

He told Xia Heran to lift his legs up and put them on the hospital bed.

At first glance, Xia Heran's ankle was completely swollen and bruised.

The school doctor frowned and looked at it, then checked it with his hands.When he pressed his hand, Xia Heran gasped immediately.

"...There is no deformation, and there is no sound when touched. The preliminary judgment is that there is no fracture. Can you try turning your ankle?"

Xia Heran turned his left foot, and cold sweat broke out on his head. It was painful, but he could move.The school doctor moved his ankle again, and let go:

"It should be a soft tissue contusion. It's a bit serious, but the bones are fine. ——I'll clean the wound first, apply a cold compress to your ankle, and if you're worried, go to the hospital to take an X-ray."

Xia Heran nodded to show that he understood.The school doctor then went to the next room to get things, and there were only Xia Heran, Cheng Zichen, and Jian Ze'an left in the medical room.

Jian Ze'an looked at Xia Heran's horrific wounds, and showed empathy an expression of "it hurts just looking at it": "You, do you want to go to the hospital to take a film?"

Although the plot said it was just a sprain, but what if?

"Huh?" The boy on the hospital bed turned his head with a white face, and smiled when he saw his expression, "What is your expression? It seems that I have some incurable disease."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jian Ze'an's heart skipped a beat, and his tone became anxious, "Bah, bah, crow's mouth."

Xia Heran's smile became softer again: "Thank you for caring about me so much."

"Ah?... I didn't do anything, Zichen was helping." Speaking of this, Jian Ze'an glanced at Cheng Zichen, but found that the other party was also looking at him.

He didn't look at how Xia Heran was doing, what was he staring at himself for?Jian Ze'an couldn't understand.

The school doctor came back quickly, washed Xia Heran's wound with normal saline, disinfected it with iodophor, applied ointment, and wrapped it carefully with gauze.Then he handed Xia Heran an ice pack:

"Take a gauze pad and apply ice."

After the school doctor dealt with Xia Heran, he turned his head to look at Jian Ze'an and the two of them: "It's fine for this classmate to stay with me, there's no need for you two to stay here. The infirmary is such a big place, and the two boys stand in it I can't get off my feet."

"But—" Jian Ze'an glanced at Xia Heran, "How can he go back when he's alone?"

"Go back? Aren't you just having a sports meeting today? Why should he go back like this? Let him rest here, and call his parents to pick him up when he's better."

The school doctor said so, and Jian Ze'an found that it really seemed useless for him to stay here.He then turned to Cheng Zichen. In his dream, he seemed to be here with Xia Heran all the time?

However, Cheng Zichen nodded first: "Okay, I'll trouble you then, classmate Xia is resting here, my classmate and I will go back to the playground first."

How could he leave so simply?

Jian Ze'an was a little surprised.But it's all said here, and it seems that there is no need to keep it, so he also thanked the school doctor, and then handed the mineral water that he had been holding in his hand to Xia Heran on the hospital bed:

"I haven't given it to you. If you're thirsty, drink it. You...be careful of your wounds, and pay attention to rest."

"Well, good. Thank you, Ze'an." Xia Heran bent his eyes at him, and then nodded at Cheng Zichen, "Thank you too, Cheng Shen, for your hard work in carrying me back."

"Should be." Cheng Zichen just nodded, "You take care of your wounds, then Ze'an and I will leave first."

"it is good."

Jian Ze'an and Cheng Zichen said goodbye to the school doctor, and when they walked out of the infirmary, they saw Lao Liang trotting over. The top of Mediterranean Sea's head was covered with sweat, shining brightly in the sun.Seeing the two of them, Lao Liang didn't even bother to talk, so he casually greeted them with his eyes, and rushed to the infirmary.

Obviously knowing that Xia Heran was injured and ran over.

Jian Ze'an watched Lao Liang run to the infirmary, then turned his head back.

Because of seeing Lao Liang, he slowed down a bit, one body behind Cheng Zichen.Looking forward at this moment, he saw Cheng Zichen's back.

He suddenly froze:

The back of the boy's school uniform was drenched with sweat. The main color of the school uniform was white, with a slightly transparent texture. It was pasted on the boy's back, outlining smooth back muscles and a thin waistline.

But Jian Ze'an didn't care about admiring it, the feeling of frustration when he saw Cheng Zichen involuntarily carrying Xia Heran back just now came back.

"Behind you—"

"Ok?"

The person in front turned his head and looked at him against the light. The blazing sunlight hit him and covered him, making it too bright.

Jian Ze settled down for a while before saying, "Your back is all wet with sweat."

"It will be done in a while."

...Is this what I'm going to say?

An unknown fire burned in Jian Ze'an's chest: "No wonder. You just finished running 1500, and you probably didn't take a walk to take a rest, so you came here directly with Xia Heran on your back. You—you—"

He spoke for a long time, but he still just gritted his teeth and said, "Are you so guilty?"

It's not just you!

I can clearly recite it!If it doesn't work, you can call other volunteers!

You are a person who has just finished a long-distance race and sprinted at the end. You have to walk so far with a person weighing more than 70 kilograms on your back. Are you not tired?

Is it because you care about Xia Heran?Don't want others to carry it, just want to do it yourself?

Cheng Zichen stopped for a while, and when someone came to his side, he glanced sideways at him: "Stop swearing."

Jian Ze'an was dumbfounded: "Is this the point?"

The boy next to him sighed, then reached out and rubbed the top of his head hard.

"I can't do it, what about you?"

"what?"

"It's just your body. Do you remember how many times you got sick all year round when you were a child? The little medicine jar either went to your grandpa's house in winter, or you could only be locked up at home and watch me play with others through the glass eyes."

As Cheng Zichen spoke, his tone was a little long, as if he was brought back to the time when they were very young, when they both lived in the same courtyard.

He recalled, suddenly smiled, and shook his head:

"It's still carrying people. If I don't come, you want to be a hero, but you are afraid that you will collapse halfway."

Jian Ze'an stared: "My health has been healed a long time ago. What kind of medicine jars are many years ago. Nothing will happen if I carry someone on my back."

"I'm afraid."

Cheng Zichen spoke concisely.

Jian Ze'an suddenly became mute.

It took him a long time to find his voice: "Just because you don't want me to carry him, you can do it yourself..."

The two of them had already walked not far from the playground. The voice of the broadcast on the playground came through. It was the host who was reading the women's 800-meter score. The voice was loud, but they still couldn't suppress the cheers that resounded through the playground.

When the host read the title, the name of the winner was shouted loudly by the students.

Just listening to it from a distance, I can think of the pride of the students who won No.1 at the moment.

The whole school heard about her results, and everyone cheered for her glory.

Jian Ze'an couldn't help but added another sentence: "You finally won the 1500 championship, but you missed the host's reading of the results and the cheers of the audience. Your Cheng's name was read out, it must be better than this one." The students got a lot more cheers."

"It doesn't matter." The tone of the people around him was flat, as if they really didn't care.

Jian Ze'an thought about this person's achievements that all his peers could only look up to, and felt a little sour: "That's right, Cheng Shen, you have been on the international podium, and you have been on the CCTV news. This kind of small-scale honor must not be seen. superior."

"No." Cheng Zichen chuckled and shook his head, "I am very happy to win this championship. However, I have already received the best congratulations, so this kind of cheering is irrelevant."

"The best congratulations?" Jian Ze'an was a little dazed, "You recited Xia Heran and came to the infirmary after finishing your grades. Who ever congratulated you?"

The boy showed a reminiscence expression, with a smile on his lips: "...'Now, you are running on the runway, just like every time you are in a different examination room, with faith in your heart and overcoming obstacles. Your goal is ahead, and the journey is under your feet, and I Watching you create one after another brilliant, as always'..."

"Ah, ah, ah, it's okay, don't recite it, don't recite it."

Jian Ze'an's ears felt hot and his scalp was numb.

This kind of words is just read by the host as a cheering word during the game. It is embarrassing to be recited verbatim by the person I wrote to the person.

He felt his face was a little hot: "You, you just listened to it once during the game and remembered everything?"

"Ah."

All right, who made him a god of learning.

Jian Ze'an rubbed his forehead: "This is not a congratulation, it's a cheering speech."

"It's congratulations." Cheng Zichen's tone was serious, "You said, watching me create brilliance, congratulate me in advance for getting the ranking, isn't it?"

"...You have the final say, so let it be." Jian Ze'an muttered, couldn't help coughing again, and cleared his throat, "...I can't live up to what you said was the best congratulations. Congratulations, Zichen, I took it The 1500m champion is really good. I knew you could do it."

Cheng Zichen smiled, and stretched out his hand again, this time instead of rubbing his head, he put it on the back of his neck.

The boy's palms are hot.

"Thank you, Zean. But for me, what I want most is not that you 'watch me create brilliance', but—you and I create brilliance together. You have never been a watcher.

"—is a companion."

The boy said, and lightly patted Jian Ze'an's neck.

Jian Ze'an only felt the warmth from the opponent's palm all the way from the neck, along the spine to the tailbone, making him tremble, and his heart fluffed with some indescribable emotion.

He didn't know why, but suddenly he didn't dare to look at the people around him, his eyes were fixed on the ground under his feet, and his mouth seemed to be uncontrollable, and he started talking nonsense: "Then you really think highly of me, Cheng Shen .Your brilliance is really too brilliance. If I walk with you on the road you walk, it will become you driving a car and speeding ahead, and I will be tied to a rope and run behind..."

"What nonsense." The other party's hand on the back of his neck turned into a pinch, and gently pinched the back of his neck, as if to comfort a small animal, "I will definitely accompany you on the road you want to walk .”

It was so in the past and it will be so in the future.

The sports meeting went on quickly and ended in one morning.

It was already noon when Jian Ze'an returned home, and the lunch was ready, waiting for him to come back.Both parents are at home, and my brother is working overtime because the company is busy with a project recently, and he is not at home on Saturdays.

Aunt He gave Jian Ze'an a bowl of rice: "There are hairy crabs today, they were airlifted to our city this morning, they are very fresh, Master Ze'an eat two more."

"Thank you, Aunt He. Don't be so busy, sit down and eat."

The three of Jane's family sat down with Aunt He for lunch.

Papa Jane said, "How about the sports meeting?"

"It's pretty good. Our classmates are not good at anything else, but sports are still very good. We won two first places, one No.2 and one No.3."

"That's really amazing." Father Jane nodded, "There are four or five sports students in your class, right?"

"Well, but not all of them participated in the competition. There was a sports student who practiced swimming, so she didn't participate in the competition."

After chatting a few words about the sports meeting, Jane's mother glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "Eat a little faster, the tutor will come at 01:30."

Last week, Jian Ze'an told his family about finding a tutor, and he found it quickly. He hired teachers for three subjects to supplement his weakest subjects of Chinese, mathematics and physics.Today is the first time I have an appointment with the math teacher.

"This teacher Qin was hired with great difficulty. He used to be a gold medal teacher in No. 15 Middle School. He has 2 years of teaching experience. He resigned from the school the year before and became a tutor. In the past ten years, he has brought out more than [-] Top[-] students in the school. , Sixteen or seven of the students he taught got full marks in mathematics. After coming out for training, there was a student he tutored who was admitted to P University last year, and I don’t know how many other good schools there are.”

Jane's mother talked about the brilliant resume of the upcoming teacher, and gave Jian Ze'an a warning look: "This time you took the initiative to ask for a tutor. I, your father and your brother have worked hard and asked someone to get to know you for a long time. The teacher that was just hired, if you are as good as you were with your tutor in junior high school, I don’t care what you say in the future, and it’s just a dream to ask me to hire a teacher for you!”

Her tone was a bit fierce, and Jane's father was reluctant to let his youngest son be trained like this, so he smoothed things over:

"Okay, okay, Ze'an knows how to make progress? And our family doesn't ask him to take a major in P or T. At worst, he can work as a clerk in the company and get a bonus to live..."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but when he talks about Jane's mother, she becomes a little angry, and under the table, she thinks that Jian Ze'an can't see, and pokes Jane's father: "What are you talking about? Is there anyone who educates children like this?"

Turning to Jian Ze'an again, with a stern expression: "Don't listen to your father. Our family has the final say. If you can't stand up on your own, your father and I will never support you! It doesn't count if your brother says it! Otherwise, the money will come to you Just wait for someone to cheat you out of your hands. Whether it’s good or bad, you have to go to college to settle down on your own. Otherwise, you will leave everything in the family to your brother, and I will throw you out to move bricks. When will it be changed? When will I let you go home!"

Mother Jane is very fierce.

Jane's father was speechless, and couldn't help but wink at Jian Ze'an, fearing that he would quarrel with Jane's mother at the dining table.

Jian Ze'an will not.

Not to mention that he had a dream and knew that he really had to stand up by himself in order to live a good life no matter what happened, it was said that before, at most, he would go in one ear and out the other, and would not argue with his mother.

In fact, that's what Jane's mother said, but in fact she still spoils him, at most she can't bear to touch him with a single finger, otherwise Jian Ze'an wouldn't be able to live such a nourishing life after so many years of poor results.

"I know." The boy swallowed the crab meat in his mouth, and smiled obediently at his mother, "I know you are doing it for my own good, and now I know that I have to study hard, don't worry."

Mother Jane's anger was extinguished in a flash.

Her youngest son is really good-looking, white and tender, he looks cute, and when he smiles, he has a small dimple that seems to be filled with honey.No matter how she looks at it, she thinks that her son is very good, and coupled with the sympathy cultivated by Jian Ze'an's family when he was weak and sick when he was a child, she can't be strict when he behaves well.

"It's good that you know." Jian's mother maintained a serious tone sternly, and she couldn't get cold after only one sentence, so she had to tell her son to eat quickly and prepare for the tutoring class in the afternoon.

Jian Ze'an then speeded up to finish lunch, and the teacher came after not waiting for a while.

Teacher Qin had a little understanding of this student's grades and previous learning situation in advance, and he sketched in his mind a tired, lazy and rich second generation who didn't study hard and had poor grades.

He has also made sufficient psychological preparations, and has thought about how to make this child cooperate with teaching if he is tired of studying and has a perfunctory attitude.

Unexpectedly, when I came here, what I saw was a boy with a good attitude who took the initiative to tell him about his recent study progress and confusion points. He smiled with respect in his eyes. Very clear.

Teacher Qin was very surprised:

Such students are the best to teach.

In many cases, it is not difficult to solve the problem, but to find the problem.In order to be worthy of the high salary of Jian's family, Teacher Qin prepared several sets of test questions. He was going to learn about the types of questions that Jian Ze'an is good at and what he is not good at, so as to find out the main problems of his questions.

Unexpectedly, this student was very clear about his problem.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.Generally speaking, students with poor grades are not clear about their weaknesses and key issues. Many times they will think that they are "careless" or "sloppy" and have made mistakes. Once it’s done, it’s useless.”

Behind this generalized expression are all kinds of weaknesses.

But Jian Ze'an was completely different from what he expected.

Teacher Qin couldn't hold back, and asked, "Is your understanding of these problems all your own?"

The boy in front of him shook his head: "No, it was my post who saw me doing the questions and helped me sum it up a little bit."

"Oh?" Teacher Qin became interested, "Then he should know you very well, and his grades are very good, right? I think the types of wrong questions are organized very well and meticulously, which shows that he has a good grasp of the types of questions and even the teachers The traps that I like to set are clear."

Jian Ze'an nodded heavily: "Yes, he is very good. He has always been No.1, the kind that is more than 220 points ahead of No. [-]! And he is also very good at competition, IMO won the gold medal, and Wujing also won the National First!"

"You're talking about Cheng Zichen?" Teacher Qin could only think of one person when he heard it, and was a little surprised, "He summarized the wrong questions and points for improvement for you? No wonder."

"You know him. That's right...Who doesn't know about Zichen." Jian Ze'an sighed, with a look of naturalness and a little pride, and a canine tooth was exposed at the corner of his mouth.

Teacher Qin couldn't help smiling when he saw his expression: "It can be seen that you have a very good relationship with him."

And there was no jealousy on his face, instead, there was a kind of proud pride.It's really good.Teacher Qin felt that he had already begun to like this student who he thought would be a tricky one.

It doesn't matter if you have poor grades, as long as you can realize the importance of learning and realize the gap between yourself and your classmates who are good at learning.

The problem of many people lies in their resistance, their evasion, their lack of humility, their sourness towards good students and their refusal to face up to the advantages of others.

This is not necessarily the problem of the students themselves. There may also be some parents and teachers who say "look at others" in the same way, and "score-only theory" across the board.

But no matter what, if you want to improve, you must first correct your mentality.

Teacher Qin glanced at the boy opposite with relief, and picked up the pen: "Okay, now that you understand your own problems, let's make a tutoring plan from now on. You can also write it here yourself, and you'd better The key problem is that some of the basic knowledge in the first year of high school has not been learned well, and the foundation is weak, so we must first plan how to make up for the debts owed in the past..."

The teacher's voice is gentle and persuasive.Jian Ze'an has been taking tutoring during this time, and she has gotten used to it, paying attention to listening to the teacher.

Before I knew it, two hours of tutoring time passed.

Teacher Qin glanced at his watch, finished what he just said, and then arranged for Jian Ze'an what he needed to learn this week, and then stood up.

"Okay, I'll finish it. Thank you, teacher." Jian Ze'an also stood up immediately, and opened the door of the study for the teacher with a smile.

Jane's mother heard the movement outside and came over: "get out of class is over?"

"Yes, class is over." Teacher Qin smiled at Jian's mother, and glanced at Jian Ze'an very approvingly, "Your child has a very good attitude towards learning, and he can master a little bit. Although the foundation is a little weak, but with this energy, only Persevere, I think there is no problem with improving performance.”

Mother Jane's eyes lit up.

Although I knew that the youngest son was making up lessons with Cheng Zichen during this period of time, after all, the two children were tossing about by themselves. Even if Cheng Zichen was a god of learning, he was still a minor in the eyes of his parents. He might be extremely talented, but he might not be good at teaching others. people.

Now that the experienced gold medal teacher also said the same, Mother Jane immediately felt full of confidence.

So I thanked the teacher repeatedly, and wanted to keep the teacher to eat fruit.

Teacher Qin waved his hand: "You don't have to be so polite, you should. Student Jian Ze'an is really smart and has a good attitude. I also feel very happy teaching him."

So until Mother Jian sent Teacher Qin out and came back, she was still smiling.

Also because of Jane's mother's joy, Jian Ze'an spent the whole weekend in her shining eyes full of hope, which made him a little flattered. At the same time, he also felt that in order to maintain such eyes, he had to study harder That's right.

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