why are you forcing me to study
Chapter 48: Changing Seats
It seems that Shan Yunche was really serious last night, he didn't sleep well at all, and he didn't even let go of He Qinghui when he was sitting in the car.
He hugged He Qinghui and slept like this all the way.
When the private car stopped at the school gate, He Qinghui stretched out a finger to poke his face, "Kids are up, it's almost afternoon, you must wake up."
This time Dan Yunche finally really woke up, straightened up and woke up sleepy for a long time.
With half-opened eyes, he uttered to He Qinghui the first clear conscious sentence of the day: "Who is the kid."
He Qinghui crossed Erlang's legs, leaning his elbows on the door handle, "Hey, I don't know who got angry after getting up for a long time. You have to hug someone else to brush your teeth, and you have to be fed by someone else when you eat."
Shan Yunche raised his hand to rub his head expressionlessly, "You are the kid."
Uncle Li smiled and said, "Both children, get out of the car quickly, we've already arrived at school."
He Qinghui took his schoolbag and got off the car, followed by Shan Yunche.
When he was about to reach the school gate, He Qinghui said to him: "Let me tell you first, since you woke up, don't hug me, this is at school."
If he didn't mention it, Shan Yunche really didn't have this plan.
"I didn't talk to you."
"Fuck, where are you touching? Are you still not fully recovered from getting up?"
"do not know."
"Shan Yunche, you are actually a rascal, right?! Hey! What the hell are you doing..."
Uncle Li, who was sitting in the car not far away, couldn't help but sighed, "It's nice to be young..."
The two walked to the door of the dormitory.
He Qinghui took out the key and was about to insert it into the door, but was snatched away by Shan Yunche.
"what are you doing?"
Shan Yunche didn't speak, and quietly inserted another new key into his key chain.
"This is……"
Shan Yunche stringed up the keychain and returned it to him, "Our house's spare key."
He Qing's pupils shook, "You, your family?"
"If you want to go, the door of our home is always open for you."
"Then...uncles and aunts won't..."
"No," he said as he opened the door, "My parents like you very much."
"Uh, that's also..."
"Treat it as your own home, don't be restrained."
"..."
It's okay to have an extra family.
But uncle and aunt are really kind to him.
Like a real family, give him the long-lost warmth.
The busy exam week finally turned over smoothly, and the students returned to the classroom.
Pan Zhongsheng stood on the podium holding a toad water cup, "Students, the midterm exam has passed, but our heavy learning tasks must be steadily advanced. So in order to hone the willpower of the students, the grade group decided to hold an 'excursion' tomorrow Activity.
Depart from No. [-] Middle School to Nanjiang Mountain.
Intense discussions ensued.
"This time it's Nanjiang Mountain?! That's too far away!"
"Damn, do you walk on your feet alone? Won't your legs break?"
"That's right, it's better to go back and forth twice, fuck it, people will die!"
Pan Zhongsheng: "I said, you young people don't like to move, how can this work? I think this event is very meaningful. You are all adults soon, and this difficulty is exhausting? How did you survive the third year of high school?"
The students all shut up.
Pan Zhongsheng: "Don't worry, this time I, Pan Zhongsheng, will follow up the whole process and fight side by side with the students!"
"Ah? Is Lao Pan going with us too?"
"Old Pan is almost sixty, is it really okay?"
Pan Zhongsheng: "Don't look at my age. I definitely don't need less exercise than you. When the time comes, I'll see which little bastards can't walk as fast as me!"
There was a burst of laughter from below.
"However, if a student's health is really bad, you must tell the teacher, and absolutely don't hold on!"
Xu Yuan turned his head, "Brother Hui, let's go to the supermarket to buy some dry food after class. We will be leaving at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning. I guess we don't have much time to eat."
He Qing replied: "Okay, anyway, there is nothing to eat in my dormitory."
He Qing thought about it, this "excursion" is an annual characteristic tradition of the Fourth Middle School, so Shan Yunche should have never experienced it, right?
He asked in a joking tone: "Hey, Shan Yunche, can you do it? When we finished walking last year, everyone's WeChat steps were more than [-] steps."
He Qinghui actually thought that he would be overwhelmed?
"Worry about yourself first."
"Ha! Just kidding, I had it easy last year!"
This morning, just after dawn, the classes of No. [-] Middle School and Senior No. [-] excursions lined up on the playground. The sports committee members of each class walked at the forefront of the team with their class flags, and followed up in an orderly manner. class.
The road to Nanjiang Mountain is long, narrow and boring.Along the way, the students either listened to songs, ate snacks, or chatted and joked with each other to relieve boredom.
In the eighth class, two people hold a class flag in front.
Walk for a while, look at each other for a while, and laugh.
Xu Yuan was walking in the second row, feeling that his soul had been hit by [-] critical points, and couldn't help complaining to Yu Chenchen: "Chenchen, look at you. My mother, do these two want to spread dog food like this? go."
"Hey, hey, go over and click over, you blocked the arm of the Great God"
Chenchen has been videotaping the whole process for a long time, and intends to send a "withdraw" CP follow-up submission to the confession wall at night.
Xu Yuan: "Then I go?"
Considering the age of the head teacher, many classes have young teachers from other subjects accompany the class. Only Class [-] is followed by a senior teacher like Pan Zhongsheng.
He was walking at the end of the line wearing a little red riding hood, following the rhythm of the line with strides, and soon there were many beads of sweat on his forehead.
While handing him the mineral water in the schoolbag, Qiao Ze asked worriedly: "Teacher, are you tired? The teacher in Class [-] has a car. If you are tired, you can go in and have a rest."
Pan Zhongsheng smiled and waved his hands, "Hey, this little road is nothing. Your Teacher Pan walked a much longer road than this when you were young. It's all right."
Qiao Ze didn't ask any further questions and continued walking forward.
The team was almost halfway through the journey, and the road approaching Nanjiang Mountain began to become steeper.
Each class shouted the slogan of the class in order to embolden them.
"Hard times and hardships! Rain or shine!"
"Even literature and martial arts! Let's develop a grand vision together!"
He Qinghui was walking in front, one of his feet accidentally stepped on a stone, and his ankle was severely sprained.
Xu Yuan: "Hey, Brother Hui, be careful, watch your way!"
Without saying a word, Shan Yunche took the bag off his shoulder and threw it to the side, then squatted down with his back facing He Qing, "Come up."
He Qinghui was amused by him, "Hey, I said, you don't want that big bag of food?"
"No more."
"Then, since you are so sincere... I will satisfy you!"
He Qing backed off a bit, and jumped onto Shan Yunche's back to wrap his arms around his neck.
It was with great difficulty that Shan Yunche kept his balance and stood up.
He Qinghui: "Hey, I'm serious, you still have the strength to carry me after you've been away for so long? Don't be brave if you can't carry me."
Shan Yunche: "Don't underestimate me."
He Qing replied: "Cut."
Lu Wenye watched from behind, drooling enviously, "Brother woo woo woo, what kind of blessing did you get in your previous life, you don't have to go with the help of a great god when you go hiking."
With He Qinghui on his back, Shan Yunche walked faster and faster, with more energy.
Xu Yuan hurried over to pick up the class flag, and hugged the bag in his arms, "Really, if you don't want it, someone will want it, okay? I'm still worrying about not having enough to eat."
As noon approached, the sun became stronger and stronger, and the road became more and more difficult to walk.
He Qinghui had been carried on his back for a long time. Seeing beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, he smiled and said, "Brother Ah Che, are you okay? If you can't, just let me down."
Shan Yunche sent him up, "You will know if I can do it."
Suddenly, Qiao Ze yelled from behind: "It's bad! Teacher Pan has fainted!!"
"what?!"
Class [-] students stopped and ran to the back to check the situation.
The smiles of the two disappeared immediately.
He Qinghui quickly got off Shan Yunche, and went to see Pan Zhongsheng with him.
Pan Zhongsheng fell to the ground, surrounded by his classmates.
"Teacher Pan, what's the matter with you?"
"Hurry up and call an ambulance!!"
"Teacher Pan, are you okay? Don't scare us!"
"Teacher Pan!!"
"Pan..."
Pan Zhongsheng's consciousness gradually blurred, and he could no longer hear the voices of his classmates calling him.
hospital.
The classmates waited anxiously outside the emergency room.
He Qinghui and Shan Yunche sat next to each other on the chair closest to the emergency room.
He Qing's mind was always occupied by the scene of Pan Zhongsheng falling to the ground.
"So this kid is not bad."
"He Qinghui, it seems that we look alike."
"My son... If he is still alive, it should be the same."
"Good job, lad!"
"The teacher believes in you, you are not much different from him."
"He Qinghui, why don't you tell me that your little brain is so good, why don't you put more effort into your studies? It's okay, don't mess with love letters!"
……
Pan Zhongsheng lost his son.
He Qinghui lost his father.
For He Qinghui, Pan Zhongsheng was not only an amiable head teacher to him, but also made up for his lack of fatherly love in many cases.
He didn't want to lose Pan Zhongsheng.
He likes to be accompanied by Pan Zhongsheng on the road of growth.
I also hope that I can have him by my side until the end of the college entrance examination.
I have already lost my father, and I can no longer lose Pan Zhongsheng...
The eyes gradually became a blur.
"Cry if you want to cry." Shan Yunche gently stroked his hair, "I said, don't hide it from me."
He Qinghui was really sad.
He leaned on Shan Yunche's shoulder and couldn't stop crying.
"It's okay, it will be okay, I'm here."
The doctor finally came out, and at the same time, Yang Hui, Pan Zhongsheng's wife, also arrived upon hearing the news.
The students crowded around anxiously.
Yang Hui cried and asked, "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor took off the mask, "The patient has heart disease and is old, so he is not suitable for this kind of long-distance trek. Now the patient's life is saved, but he still needs to stay in the hospital for observation and rest for a period of time."
Yang Hui: "I told him not to go, he insisted on not listening, he must follow the class..."
Joze blamed himself.
He hated himself for not noticing Pan Zhongsheng's anomaly earlier.
Pan Zhongsheng insisted on following his classmates despite his poor health, just wanting to fight side by side with them.
Because he loves Class [-].
Even if we haven't known each other for a long time.
Even if it's just a regular class.
Even with a lot of mischievous brats.
Even there are students who don't like to study and have fun.
But he really loves every lovely child in Class [-].
Pan Zhongsheng collapsed, and the classroom, which was usually very active at any time, suddenly became lifeless.
"Okay, students, this is the end of our Chinese class today."
Teacher Zhang went out with the textbook.
Almost no one gets down between classes, and no one even sleeps on their stomachs.
There was silence in the classroom.
The next class is math class.
The hearts of the students were pounding.
Although they knew it was impossible, they still had a little fantasy.
Imagine Pan Zhongsheng holding a toad cup and giving a lecture on the podium.
Finally, the class bell rang.
Everyone stared at the door intently, holding their breath.
Pan Zhongsheng did not appear.
In its place was a woman with wavy curls, pungent perfume, and red nail polish.
This woman is holding a math textbook and walking up to the podium in very high heels.
There was no smile on her face, which gave everyone a strong sense of oppression.
Everyone was silent waiting for her to speak.
"Students, your Teacher Pan is temporarily unable to be your homeroom teacher and math teacher due to physical reasons, then I will take over Class Eight. Maybe I will be your homeroom teacher after the third year of high school.
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhong Min. You can call me Teacher Zhong. Although I meet you for the first time today, I will slowly get in touch with you and try to remember everyone's names within a week." live.
The students were very disappointed.
"Then let me explain in advance that I have also been a class teacher for many years. My style is that all resources are competed fairly and fought for based on strength. Therefore, my class and seats will be arranged according to the ranking of each major exam, starting from the first One row back, that is, from No.1 to the last.
A murmur began underneath.
"What? Arrange seats according to class ranking? No way??"
"That's right, why do you want to do this?"
Zhong Min continued: "Okay, without further ado, now, each of you, please pack your schoolbags and line up outside the door, and rearrange your seats."
Sun Yina stood up first, "Teacher! I don't think this is very good. The heights of the students are uneven. If you line up like this, many students will not be able to see the blackboard!"
Zhong Min: "As I said, in my place, good resources are obtained based on strength. Every class I have taught over the years is like this, and practice has proved to have a significant effect. If you rank purely by height, It’s not fair to tall students with good grades.”
Sun Yina had no choice but to sit down.
"Okay, let's pack up quickly..."
"Teacher," Shan Yunche immediately stood up, "I think this is inappropriate."
He Qing lowered his head.
"You...you are Shan Yunche's classmate? I saw you at the chemistry market competition, and you performed very well. I watched it several times, and you were also the first in the grade." Zhong Min looked at him and paused. Dun, "But I want you to know that not all teachers will look towards you because of your good grades, at least, I am not like this."
"No, it's useless for the Great God to speak..."
"Woooooooo..."
Zhong Min turned to look at the whole class, "My class has never had any objections to this, so why do you have any objections to this problem or that in your class? Well, if there is anything else, you can go directly to your grade teacher to solve it. It just so happened that I just got the report card of your mid-term exam, if you forget your ranking, you can come to me to see it. Now, take your schoolbags and go out, and line up according to your ranking."
Shan Yunche clenched his fists tightly, standing in his position hesitant to speak.
The others had already started to move reluctantly, and He Qinghui stayed in place for a long time before he started to pack his schoolbags.
Shan Yunche is No.1.
He is 32.
Worse... a lot.
Wouldn't that... be far away.
Well a fair competition for resources.
The location has been changed.
Shan Yunche's deskmate is the girl Qin Mo who passed the No.2 exam.
He Qinghui's deskmate is Chen Wenyuan, a boy who doesn't talk much.
Shan Yunche frowned and kept looking back at He Qinghui.
He Qinghui also kept staring at him from behind.
The moment their eyes met, He Qinghui immediately lowered his head.
During this period of time, He Qinghui rarely talked to Shan Yunche.
Whether it was evening self-study or recess, the top students around Shan Yunche were very good at using resources, and they would come to him to ask questions whenever they had any questions.
Every time between classes, he could see a circle of people around Shan Yunche.
He no longer just lectured on topics for himself.
He will also get together with others to discuss the topic patiently.
Will he also make study plans for others?
Will you help others analyze wrong questions?
...It should be, this is a very normal academic discussion category.
And the students in the first few places have good foundations, maybe... Shan Yunche still thinks it is easier to teach than him.
He Qinghui's deskmate is very motivated, basically studying by himself, only occasionally passing homework to say hello to He Qinghui.
Life suddenly quieted down.
During class, He Qinghui would lie on the table, staring at his back intentionally or unintentionally, and then wanted to cry strangely.
I'm not used to it.
canteen.
He Qinghui sat there alone eating fish-flavored shredded pork fried rice.
Feng Rui brought the rice noodles to him to eat.
"Hey, Brother Hui, I heard that your class has been changed, or is it based on the ranking in the midterm exam?"
He Qing nodded and said nothing else.
"Then you and the Great God are not at the same table?"
"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"
"It just feels like you two don't appear in the same frame very much recently, which is a bit strange."
He Qinghui's spoon stopped by his mouth for a second, "Then...what's so strange, why do I have to appear in the same frame as him? Not sitting at the same table with him...it's just what I want! I'm too lazy to think of a solution, hahaha, I'm very happy!"
Feng Rui looked at him with contempt, "Why didn't I see that you were happy at all? On the contrary, when I saw you, my face stretched so much."
Is it that...obvious?
"I...was not on the same level as him. He is the number one boss in the next grade, and I...just a little scum."
"However, at least you are still roommates!"
roommate?
So what.
Most of the day is spent at school.
And when I returned to the dormitory, I washed up and went to bed soon.
So most of the time...he wasn't by my side.
He Qinghui didn't speak, just left with the plate.
"Hey brother, you..."
Having known He Qinghui for so long, Feng Rui can be considered to know him well, so he can see some clues.
He is just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, in fact, he may be very sad.
It was a late night for self-study, and He Qing returned to the dormitory late.
There seemed to be no light in the dormitory, and there was no movement at all.
Shan Yunche is already asleep?
Then open the door quietly, so as not to disturb him.
He Qinghui opened the door, put down his bag, and was about to go to the bathroom when he heard Shan Yunche's voice.
"Why hide from me."
He Qing froze in place.
Can't say a word.
Shan Yunche walked up to him and called his name, "He Qinghui."
He Qinghui didn't dare to look up at him at all, his eyes kept wandering below, "I... am not hiding from you..."
"If you don't sit at the same table with me, don't you even plan to talk to me now?"
"I didn't, I didn't talk to you..." He Qinghui lowered his head and began to twiddle his fingers, "Anyway... my grades are far behind yours, and it's not very suitable to sit at the same table. ...It's just right now, the first few of you are sitting together. You should give them a lecture... better..."
"Better? Do you really think this is better?" Shan Yunche took a step closer to him, "Why do you say such things?"
He Qinghui immediately took a step back.
He didn't know either.
He didn't know why he said such a thing.
"If it weren't for your Chinese composition in the mid-term exam, you would definitely be in the top ten. Don't you count?"
He Qinghui finally raised his head a little, looked at his Adam's apple, "I know...but, no matter what, I can't get No.2 in the exam, besides, maybe...if you give them a lecture, you won't be able to pass the exam. ..."
they?
Why keep emphasizing them?
Do you want to push him to someone else?
"He Qing is back."
Shan Yunche couldn't stand listening any longer, and suddenly grabbed one of his wrists.
Grab hard.
It hurts.
The wrist is about to be crushed.
Is he angry?
He Qinghui was forced to meet his gaze, "Why are you..."
"I don't believe you still don't understand how I feel about you."
He Qinghui felt his heartbeat almost stop.
Really almost stopped.
"You really don't know?" Shan Yunche grabbed that wrist and slammed him against the wall, "I'm asking you, do you really not know?"
"I……"
My heart is in a mess.
Don't know what to answer.
Shan Yunche lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Answer me."
The gesture is about to kiss.
He Qinghui pushed him away in a panic, hid in the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.
For the first time, He Qinghui felt inferior to his poor grades.
He had thought that people like him wouldn't care about poor grades.
But now, because of Shan Yunche, everything is different.
The author has something to say: don't worry about the babies, they won't be abused, there is no sweetest, only sweeter.
There is one more at zero o'clock.
He hugged He Qinghui and slept like this all the way.
When the private car stopped at the school gate, He Qinghui stretched out a finger to poke his face, "Kids are up, it's almost afternoon, you must wake up."
This time Dan Yunche finally really woke up, straightened up and woke up sleepy for a long time.
With half-opened eyes, he uttered to He Qinghui the first clear conscious sentence of the day: "Who is the kid."
He Qinghui crossed Erlang's legs, leaning his elbows on the door handle, "Hey, I don't know who got angry after getting up for a long time. You have to hug someone else to brush your teeth, and you have to be fed by someone else when you eat."
Shan Yunche raised his hand to rub his head expressionlessly, "You are the kid."
Uncle Li smiled and said, "Both children, get out of the car quickly, we've already arrived at school."
He Qinghui took his schoolbag and got off the car, followed by Shan Yunche.
When he was about to reach the school gate, He Qinghui said to him: "Let me tell you first, since you woke up, don't hug me, this is at school."
If he didn't mention it, Shan Yunche really didn't have this plan.
"I didn't talk to you."
"Fuck, where are you touching? Are you still not fully recovered from getting up?"
"do not know."
"Shan Yunche, you are actually a rascal, right?! Hey! What the hell are you doing..."
Uncle Li, who was sitting in the car not far away, couldn't help but sighed, "It's nice to be young..."
The two walked to the door of the dormitory.
He Qinghui took out the key and was about to insert it into the door, but was snatched away by Shan Yunche.
"what are you doing?"
Shan Yunche didn't speak, and quietly inserted another new key into his key chain.
"This is……"
Shan Yunche stringed up the keychain and returned it to him, "Our house's spare key."
He Qing's pupils shook, "You, your family?"
"If you want to go, the door of our home is always open for you."
"Then...uncles and aunts won't..."
"No," he said as he opened the door, "My parents like you very much."
"Uh, that's also..."
"Treat it as your own home, don't be restrained."
"..."
It's okay to have an extra family.
But uncle and aunt are really kind to him.
Like a real family, give him the long-lost warmth.
The busy exam week finally turned over smoothly, and the students returned to the classroom.
Pan Zhongsheng stood on the podium holding a toad water cup, "Students, the midterm exam has passed, but our heavy learning tasks must be steadily advanced. So in order to hone the willpower of the students, the grade group decided to hold an 'excursion' tomorrow Activity.
Depart from No. [-] Middle School to Nanjiang Mountain.
Intense discussions ensued.
"This time it's Nanjiang Mountain?! That's too far away!"
"Damn, do you walk on your feet alone? Won't your legs break?"
"That's right, it's better to go back and forth twice, fuck it, people will die!"
Pan Zhongsheng: "I said, you young people don't like to move, how can this work? I think this event is very meaningful. You are all adults soon, and this difficulty is exhausting? How did you survive the third year of high school?"
The students all shut up.
Pan Zhongsheng: "Don't worry, this time I, Pan Zhongsheng, will follow up the whole process and fight side by side with the students!"
"Ah? Is Lao Pan going with us too?"
"Old Pan is almost sixty, is it really okay?"
Pan Zhongsheng: "Don't look at my age. I definitely don't need less exercise than you. When the time comes, I'll see which little bastards can't walk as fast as me!"
There was a burst of laughter from below.
"However, if a student's health is really bad, you must tell the teacher, and absolutely don't hold on!"
Xu Yuan turned his head, "Brother Hui, let's go to the supermarket to buy some dry food after class. We will be leaving at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning. I guess we don't have much time to eat."
He Qing replied: "Okay, anyway, there is nothing to eat in my dormitory."
He Qing thought about it, this "excursion" is an annual characteristic tradition of the Fourth Middle School, so Shan Yunche should have never experienced it, right?
He asked in a joking tone: "Hey, Shan Yunche, can you do it? When we finished walking last year, everyone's WeChat steps were more than [-] steps."
He Qinghui actually thought that he would be overwhelmed?
"Worry about yourself first."
"Ha! Just kidding, I had it easy last year!"
This morning, just after dawn, the classes of No. [-] Middle School and Senior No. [-] excursions lined up on the playground. The sports committee members of each class walked at the forefront of the team with their class flags, and followed up in an orderly manner. class.
The road to Nanjiang Mountain is long, narrow and boring.Along the way, the students either listened to songs, ate snacks, or chatted and joked with each other to relieve boredom.
In the eighth class, two people hold a class flag in front.
Walk for a while, look at each other for a while, and laugh.
Xu Yuan was walking in the second row, feeling that his soul had been hit by [-] critical points, and couldn't help complaining to Yu Chenchen: "Chenchen, look at you. My mother, do these two want to spread dog food like this? go."
"Hey, hey, go over and click over, you blocked the arm of the Great God"
Chenchen has been videotaping the whole process for a long time, and intends to send a "withdraw" CP follow-up submission to the confession wall at night.
Xu Yuan: "Then I go?"
Considering the age of the head teacher, many classes have young teachers from other subjects accompany the class. Only Class [-] is followed by a senior teacher like Pan Zhongsheng.
He was walking at the end of the line wearing a little red riding hood, following the rhythm of the line with strides, and soon there were many beads of sweat on his forehead.
While handing him the mineral water in the schoolbag, Qiao Ze asked worriedly: "Teacher, are you tired? The teacher in Class [-] has a car. If you are tired, you can go in and have a rest."
Pan Zhongsheng smiled and waved his hands, "Hey, this little road is nothing. Your Teacher Pan walked a much longer road than this when you were young. It's all right."
Qiao Ze didn't ask any further questions and continued walking forward.
The team was almost halfway through the journey, and the road approaching Nanjiang Mountain began to become steeper.
Each class shouted the slogan of the class in order to embolden them.
"Hard times and hardships! Rain or shine!"
"Even literature and martial arts! Let's develop a grand vision together!"
He Qinghui was walking in front, one of his feet accidentally stepped on a stone, and his ankle was severely sprained.
Xu Yuan: "Hey, Brother Hui, be careful, watch your way!"
Without saying a word, Shan Yunche took the bag off his shoulder and threw it to the side, then squatted down with his back facing He Qing, "Come up."
He Qinghui was amused by him, "Hey, I said, you don't want that big bag of food?"
"No more."
"Then, since you are so sincere... I will satisfy you!"
He Qing backed off a bit, and jumped onto Shan Yunche's back to wrap his arms around his neck.
It was with great difficulty that Shan Yunche kept his balance and stood up.
He Qinghui: "Hey, I'm serious, you still have the strength to carry me after you've been away for so long? Don't be brave if you can't carry me."
Shan Yunche: "Don't underestimate me."
He Qing replied: "Cut."
Lu Wenye watched from behind, drooling enviously, "Brother woo woo woo, what kind of blessing did you get in your previous life, you don't have to go with the help of a great god when you go hiking."
With He Qinghui on his back, Shan Yunche walked faster and faster, with more energy.
Xu Yuan hurried over to pick up the class flag, and hugged the bag in his arms, "Really, if you don't want it, someone will want it, okay? I'm still worrying about not having enough to eat."
As noon approached, the sun became stronger and stronger, and the road became more and more difficult to walk.
He Qinghui had been carried on his back for a long time. Seeing beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, he smiled and said, "Brother Ah Che, are you okay? If you can't, just let me down."
Shan Yunche sent him up, "You will know if I can do it."
Suddenly, Qiao Ze yelled from behind: "It's bad! Teacher Pan has fainted!!"
"what?!"
Class [-] students stopped and ran to the back to check the situation.
The smiles of the two disappeared immediately.
He Qinghui quickly got off Shan Yunche, and went to see Pan Zhongsheng with him.
Pan Zhongsheng fell to the ground, surrounded by his classmates.
"Teacher Pan, what's the matter with you?"
"Hurry up and call an ambulance!!"
"Teacher Pan, are you okay? Don't scare us!"
"Teacher Pan!!"
"Pan..."
Pan Zhongsheng's consciousness gradually blurred, and he could no longer hear the voices of his classmates calling him.
hospital.
The classmates waited anxiously outside the emergency room.
He Qinghui and Shan Yunche sat next to each other on the chair closest to the emergency room.
He Qing's mind was always occupied by the scene of Pan Zhongsheng falling to the ground.
"So this kid is not bad."
"He Qinghui, it seems that we look alike."
"My son... If he is still alive, it should be the same."
"Good job, lad!"
"The teacher believes in you, you are not much different from him."
"He Qinghui, why don't you tell me that your little brain is so good, why don't you put more effort into your studies? It's okay, don't mess with love letters!"
……
Pan Zhongsheng lost his son.
He Qinghui lost his father.
For He Qinghui, Pan Zhongsheng was not only an amiable head teacher to him, but also made up for his lack of fatherly love in many cases.
He didn't want to lose Pan Zhongsheng.
He likes to be accompanied by Pan Zhongsheng on the road of growth.
I also hope that I can have him by my side until the end of the college entrance examination.
I have already lost my father, and I can no longer lose Pan Zhongsheng...
The eyes gradually became a blur.
"Cry if you want to cry." Shan Yunche gently stroked his hair, "I said, don't hide it from me."
He Qinghui was really sad.
He leaned on Shan Yunche's shoulder and couldn't stop crying.
"It's okay, it will be okay, I'm here."
The doctor finally came out, and at the same time, Yang Hui, Pan Zhongsheng's wife, also arrived upon hearing the news.
The students crowded around anxiously.
Yang Hui cried and asked, "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor took off the mask, "The patient has heart disease and is old, so he is not suitable for this kind of long-distance trek. Now the patient's life is saved, but he still needs to stay in the hospital for observation and rest for a period of time."
Yang Hui: "I told him not to go, he insisted on not listening, he must follow the class..."
Joze blamed himself.
He hated himself for not noticing Pan Zhongsheng's anomaly earlier.
Pan Zhongsheng insisted on following his classmates despite his poor health, just wanting to fight side by side with them.
Because he loves Class [-].
Even if we haven't known each other for a long time.
Even if it's just a regular class.
Even with a lot of mischievous brats.
Even there are students who don't like to study and have fun.
But he really loves every lovely child in Class [-].
Pan Zhongsheng collapsed, and the classroom, which was usually very active at any time, suddenly became lifeless.
"Okay, students, this is the end of our Chinese class today."
Teacher Zhang went out with the textbook.
Almost no one gets down between classes, and no one even sleeps on their stomachs.
There was silence in the classroom.
The next class is math class.
The hearts of the students were pounding.
Although they knew it was impossible, they still had a little fantasy.
Imagine Pan Zhongsheng holding a toad cup and giving a lecture on the podium.
Finally, the class bell rang.
Everyone stared at the door intently, holding their breath.
Pan Zhongsheng did not appear.
In its place was a woman with wavy curls, pungent perfume, and red nail polish.
This woman is holding a math textbook and walking up to the podium in very high heels.
There was no smile on her face, which gave everyone a strong sense of oppression.
Everyone was silent waiting for her to speak.
"Students, your Teacher Pan is temporarily unable to be your homeroom teacher and math teacher due to physical reasons, then I will take over Class Eight. Maybe I will be your homeroom teacher after the third year of high school.
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhong Min. You can call me Teacher Zhong. Although I meet you for the first time today, I will slowly get in touch with you and try to remember everyone's names within a week." live.
The students were very disappointed.
"Then let me explain in advance that I have also been a class teacher for many years. My style is that all resources are competed fairly and fought for based on strength. Therefore, my class and seats will be arranged according to the ranking of each major exam, starting from the first One row back, that is, from No.1 to the last.
A murmur began underneath.
"What? Arrange seats according to class ranking? No way??"
"That's right, why do you want to do this?"
Zhong Min continued: "Okay, without further ado, now, each of you, please pack your schoolbags and line up outside the door, and rearrange your seats."
Sun Yina stood up first, "Teacher! I don't think this is very good. The heights of the students are uneven. If you line up like this, many students will not be able to see the blackboard!"
Zhong Min: "As I said, in my place, good resources are obtained based on strength. Every class I have taught over the years is like this, and practice has proved to have a significant effect. If you rank purely by height, It’s not fair to tall students with good grades.”
Sun Yina had no choice but to sit down.
"Okay, let's pack up quickly..."
"Teacher," Shan Yunche immediately stood up, "I think this is inappropriate."
He Qing lowered his head.
"You...you are Shan Yunche's classmate? I saw you at the chemistry market competition, and you performed very well. I watched it several times, and you were also the first in the grade." Zhong Min looked at him and paused. Dun, "But I want you to know that not all teachers will look towards you because of your good grades, at least, I am not like this."
"No, it's useless for the Great God to speak..."
"Woooooooo..."
Zhong Min turned to look at the whole class, "My class has never had any objections to this, so why do you have any objections to this problem or that in your class? Well, if there is anything else, you can go directly to your grade teacher to solve it. It just so happened that I just got the report card of your mid-term exam, if you forget your ranking, you can come to me to see it. Now, take your schoolbags and go out, and line up according to your ranking."
Shan Yunche clenched his fists tightly, standing in his position hesitant to speak.
The others had already started to move reluctantly, and He Qinghui stayed in place for a long time before he started to pack his schoolbags.
Shan Yunche is No.1.
He is 32.
Worse... a lot.
Wouldn't that... be far away.
Well a fair competition for resources.
The location has been changed.
Shan Yunche's deskmate is the girl Qin Mo who passed the No.2 exam.
He Qinghui's deskmate is Chen Wenyuan, a boy who doesn't talk much.
Shan Yunche frowned and kept looking back at He Qinghui.
He Qinghui also kept staring at him from behind.
The moment their eyes met, He Qinghui immediately lowered his head.
During this period of time, He Qinghui rarely talked to Shan Yunche.
Whether it was evening self-study or recess, the top students around Shan Yunche were very good at using resources, and they would come to him to ask questions whenever they had any questions.
Every time between classes, he could see a circle of people around Shan Yunche.
He no longer just lectured on topics for himself.
He will also get together with others to discuss the topic patiently.
Will he also make study plans for others?
Will you help others analyze wrong questions?
...It should be, this is a very normal academic discussion category.
And the students in the first few places have good foundations, maybe... Shan Yunche still thinks it is easier to teach than him.
He Qinghui's deskmate is very motivated, basically studying by himself, only occasionally passing homework to say hello to He Qinghui.
Life suddenly quieted down.
During class, He Qinghui would lie on the table, staring at his back intentionally or unintentionally, and then wanted to cry strangely.
I'm not used to it.
canteen.
He Qinghui sat there alone eating fish-flavored shredded pork fried rice.
Feng Rui brought the rice noodles to him to eat.
"Hey, Brother Hui, I heard that your class has been changed, or is it based on the ranking in the midterm exam?"
He Qing nodded and said nothing else.
"Then you and the Great God are not at the same table?"
"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"
"It just feels like you two don't appear in the same frame very much recently, which is a bit strange."
He Qinghui's spoon stopped by his mouth for a second, "Then...what's so strange, why do I have to appear in the same frame as him? Not sitting at the same table with him...it's just what I want! I'm too lazy to think of a solution, hahaha, I'm very happy!"
Feng Rui looked at him with contempt, "Why didn't I see that you were happy at all? On the contrary, when I saw you, my face stretched so much."
Is it that...obvious?
"I...was not on the same level as him. He is the number one boss in the next grade, and I...just a little scum."
"However, at least you are still roommates!"
roommate?
So what.
Most of the day is spent at school.
And when I returned to the dormitory, I washed up and went to bed soon.
So most of the time...he wasn't by my side.
He Qinghui didn't speak, just left with the plate.
"Hey brother, you..."
Having known He Qinghui for so long, Feng Rui can be considered to know him well, so he can see some clues.
He is just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, in fact, he may be very sad.
It was a late night for self-study, and He Qing returned to the dormitory late.
There seemed to be no light in the dormitory, and there was no movement at all.
Shan Yunche is already asleep?
Then open the door quietly, so as not to disturb him.
He Qinghui opened the door, put down his bag, and was about to go to the bathroom when he heard Shan Yunche's voice.
"Why hide from me."
He Qing froze in place.
Can't say a word.
Shan Yunche walked up to him and called his name, "He Qinghui."
He Qinghui didn't dare to look up at him at all, his eyes kept wandering below, "I... am not hiding from you..."
"If you don't sit at the same table with me, don't you even plan to talk to me now?"
"I didn't, I didn't talk to you..." He Qinghui lowered his head and began to twiddle his fingers, "Anyway... my grades are far behind yours, and it's not very suitable to sit at the same table. ...It's just right now, the first few of you are sitting together. You should give them a lecture... better..."
"Better? Do you really think this is better?" Shan Yunche took a step closer to him, "Why do you say such things?"
He Qinghui immediately took a step back.
He didn't know either.
He didn't know why he said such a thing.
"If it weren't for your Chinese composition in the mid-term exam, you would definitely be in the top ten. Don't you count?"
He Qinghui finally raised his head a little, looked at his Adam's apple, "I know...but, no matter what, I can't get No.2 in the exam, besides, maybe...if you give them a lecture, you won't be able to pass the exam. ..."
they?
Why keep emphasizing them?
Do you want to push him to someone else?
"He Qing is back."
Shan Yunche couldn't stand listening any longer, and suddenly grabbed one of his wrists.
Grab hard.
It hurts.
The wrist is about to be crushed.
Is he angry?
He Qinghui was forced to meet his gaze, "Why are you..."
"I don't believe you still don't understand how I feel about you."
He Qinghui felt his heartbeat almost stop.
Really almost stopped.
"You really don't know?" Shan Yunche grabbed that wrist and slammed him against the wall, "I'm asking you, do you really not know?"
"I……"
My heart is in a mess.
Don't know what to answer.
Shan Yunche lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Answer me."
The gesture is about to kiss.
He Qinghui pushed him away in a panic, hid in the bathroom, and slammed the door shut.
For the first time, He Qinghui felt inferior to his poor grades.
He had thought that people like him wouldn't care about poor grades.
But now, because of Shan Yunche, everything is different.
The author has something to say: don't worry about the babies, they won't be abused, there is no sweetest, only sweeter.
There is one more at zero o'clock.
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