Where are the most beautiful seasons

Throughout November, Wu Xie lived in chaos.

First, the city-level new teacher basic skills competition started at the beginning of the month. There are ten items in two categories: written test and oral test, each item is 100 points, and the ranking is determined according to the total score. Six first prizes, three each for arts and sciences, ten third prizes, five each for arts and sciences, and ten winners after that, regardless of arts and sciences.

Because there are so many new teachers in this class, and the items tested are the most in history, so after more than two weeks of high-intensity competition, the dust finally settled and the winner was decided.

In the Ninth Middle School, there was a first prize in science and a second prize in liberal arts.

This was definitely the first time in the world. I was so happy that Wu Sansheng's speech at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday lasted for more than 10 minutes, so that the first class ended after only 35 minutes.

As one of the parties involved, Wu Xie has received congratulations from the teachers and some students in the school these two days. His face was frozen with a smile, and he was so annoyed by everyone's intimacy. ——

"Great job! Not bad not bad!" - clap clap clap!

"Young people are awesome! Work hard and have a future!"——Papapa!

"Our No. [-] Middle School has swept all the awards, except for the new teachers' basic skills competition...you have filled a historical gap..."—Papa Papa!

"I'm right! I've seen Teacher Xiao Wu for a long time...Keep working hard...I'm optimistic about you!" ——Papapa!

"That's awesome! You're so fucking embarrassing!" - Papapa!

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead...one generation is stronger than the next!"——Papapa!

Houlang, your sister, Houlang!Shoot again, shoot again, Houlang died on the beach.

Finally, in the few days after the news was announced, Wu Xie was slapped on the back by various gods every day, almost vomiting blood, and died of broken back.

This morning, as the top leader of the Ninth Middle School and the uncle of the first prize, Wu Sansheng endured for a few days in order to show his reserve and establish the demeanor of a "big principal" who won the prize and won the soft hand and didn't care about the small prize. When I received the various competition results and award certificates of the award-winning teachers issued by the Education Bureau, I couldn't help but called Wu Xie to the office.

"Ahem... this competition for new teachers' basic skills... ah... well done." Wu Sanxing sat on the boss chair and cleared his throat.

"It's average...it's okay..." Wu Xie struggled to hold back his laughter when he saw his third uncle's complacent but insisted on pretending to be serious.

"What are you talking about! What do you mean it's okay?!" Wu Sansheng raised his voice sharply.

"Ok?"

Wu Xie was stunned - where did this come from?I didn't show any pride either!

"Why is it normal? It's obviously very unusual! Besides, how can you call it okay! It's obviously too good!" Wu Sanxing became more and more excited as he talked, and finally couldn't help getting up and rushing towards Wu Xie.

Seeing Wu Sansheng's posture, Wu Xie subconsciously wanted to hide: "Hey, hey, hey... Third Uncle, if you shoot me again, I'm in a hurry... My back is almost swollen."

Wu Sanxing raised his hands, and upon hearing Wu Xie's words, he temporarily changed his direction and strength, put his arms around Wu Xie's neck, and pampered Wu Xie's hair with his other hand, and said with a ruthless smile: " It really gave your third uncle a face, as expected of the old Wu family." After finishing speaking, he hooked Wu Xie's shoulders and pushed him to sit on the sofa.

Wu Xie was not humble in front of his third uncle, he showed off so arrogantly that his tail was raised to the sky: "That's right! I don't look at who I am... oh, no, no, I don't look at my third uncle. Who?" After finishing speaking, Wu Xie remembered something, and quickly asked, "Third Uncle, tell me the truth, did you say hello to the bureau?"

"No, no... I didn't expect to win the prize... Besides, your third uncle—" Wu Sansheng said proudly, "—the principal of Ninth Middle School, I don't have to worry about it..."

"That's good. Damn, I risked my life for this competition. I've memorized the whole fucking book on that bullshit pedagogical psychology, and the multimedia courseware production... yes Oh, and there is also the mathematics professional test, if it is not a perfect score, I will write Wu characters backwards, and there are three strokes, I will definitely get full marks in these three..."

"It's alright, alright...don't give me some sunshine, if it wasn't for Wenjin watching the classroom teaching and lesson plan design every day, how could you get such high marks?"

"Hehe..." Wu Xie heard the voice, and said hastily, "That's that, if it wasn't for Sister Wen Jin who stared at me every day and helped me with my lessons, I would definitely not be able to handle these two things. Sister Wen Jin contributed a lot , Come to eat at home another day?"

"Stinky boy, what does it have to do with you when you go home for dinner? It's not about my sister-in-law Zhang Luo, I will open a table outside the building..."

"Okay, okay... Absolutely no problem!" Wu Xie hurriedly agreed.

"Then let me ask you, what happened to your Chinese speech...? Mr. Qin got such a high score, look at you!"

When mentioning the speech, Wu Xie's face collapsed: "Third Uncle, I don't know what's going on, I don't know how to speak, it's good that I didn't laugh that day!"

"Fuck off! I don't care if you know how to do it, hurry up and practice, your Uncle Xie personally instructed you in the provincial competition in May next year, if you don't win the first prize, let alone you, even Zhang Qiling will not come back. "

"Master Zhang? What's his business?" Wu Xie's eyes widened.

"Lian Zuo, he is the vice-principal in charge of teachers' affairs. You said that it's none of his business if you don't get results in the competition? Maybe I'll have to go find him with two thorns on my back."

"Don't make me, Uncle Xie, look like a fascist..."

"Him?! Anyway, you kid, give me some credit. It's about the Ninth Middle School. Your godfather, Uncle Jie, is even more calm than my real father. Who told you to win the first place in this competition, otherwise I don't count on you." gone?"

"I..." Wu Xie was so angry with this overlord theory that he wanted to cry, and almost hit the wall. After a long while, he finally managed to say, "It's still my fault, isn't it?"

Wu Sansheng waved a kneeling gesture, which meant "do what you should do".

Wu Xie took several deep breaths, finally calmed down, and opened the door aggressively to leave, but in the end he couldn't get angry. He turned around and said, "People who are leaders always give a slap first, and then a sweet date. Seeing you like this, first give yourself a sweet date, and then give me several slaps."

"You want sweet dates, right?" Wu Sanxing took out a cigarette and lit it, "Go get it from Accountant Zhou."

As soon as Wu Xie heard this, he forgot the pain and asked anxiously, "How much?"

"Eight thousand in the bureau, eight thousand in our school."

This number somewhat comforted Wu Xie's injured heart, but he immediately thought of having so many guests to invite, and immediately felt sad again, with chest tightness, shortness of breath, and a splitting headache, and he left.

Back in the office, Wu Xie took the midterm exam score sheet from Chen Wenjin to analyze the quality of the test papers.

The schedule was very tight, the new teacher's basic skills competition had just ended, and the midterm exam began. Wu Xie hurriedly glanced at the paper when he came back to mark it.

But fortunately, due to the usual close attention and solid foundation, although Wu Xie was not able to attend the self-study class in the afternoon and evening a few days before the exam, his grades were not bad, even better than he expected. better.

Ninth High School’s test paper quality analysis requirements are very strict, detailing each question and each knowledge point, and the forms to be filled out are also very complicated, so Wu Xie went to the cafeteria for a meal during the whole day except for noon I went to the class in the afternoon for a class, and I was so busy in the office that I didn't have time to look up.

By the time of the last class in the afternoon, most of the work was finally done. Wu Xie's mouth was parched, so he got up to fetch water from a cup. Classmate Wang Mengmeng who put his butt in the chair.

"Is your house finished?" Wu Xie asked.

"Well, it's almost ready. No matter how simple the decoration is, I can move in before the New Year. I have been looking forward to it for so many years, and this year I can finally celebrate the New Year in the new house." Wang Mengmeng stretched his waist for a long time, and beat him several times yawn.

"Squeak when you're moving!" Wu Xie poured another glass of water before swaying to Wang Mengmeng's table, sat down on Wang Mengmeng's table, and picked up the documents on the table, "What time did you work overtime last night? It’s a national priority, so why do you want to do this provincial evaluation?”

"If you're full, you'll be full! The evaluation is done every two years, and you have to prepare so many materials every time..." Wang Mengmeng complained as he measured the half-foot-thick A4 paper on the other side of the table. Do you need to evaluate? It’s formalism, tossing people around... Hey, why did I tell you when I moved? Why are you still planning to give red envelopes?” After complaining, Wang Mengmeng suddenly remembered that there was another matter, He hurriedly asked, "Have you paid the money yet? I'll pay you back after the renovation of the house is completed, and I will repay the capital after the Chinese New Year."

"I didn't urge you to pay back the money, why are you in a hurry! You can't buy new appliances and furniture after moving, and I don't wait to use them, so don't rush to pay them back, first settle down the house first." Wu Xieyue said that the more he was afraid of the king Meng Meng misunderstood, and quickly added, "Our good brother, why are you being polite to me?"

Wang Mengmeng smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Wu Xie's back, and didn't mention it anymore, but still asked uneasy: "Have you paid back the money?"

"The money..." Mentioning this, Wu Xie clenched his fist with one hand and put his mouth on his mouth and smiled for a while before forcing the corners of his mouth to forcefully "cry" at Wang Mengmeng, "Daddy really has no money, so I have to take it." Xi'er repays the debt..."

"Who?" Wang Mengmeng was really taken aback by Wu Xie—what's the matter with the strange feeling of excitement and joy after being repaid?

"Xi'er, I..."

Wu Xie had a great time, and was about to play with Wang Mengmeng again when the phone rang——

Taking out the phone and looking at the caller ID, the bitterness on Wu Xie's face completely turned into joy...

"Who?" Wang Mengmeng shivered and subconsciously asked.

"Huang Shiren." After saying this, Wu Xie jumped down from the table, picked up the phone and hurried out of the office.

"Back?" Wu Xie left the office, looked around, and went straight to the toilet.

"Not yet." Zhang Qiling replied.

In the evening, Wu Xie packed a meal from the cafeteria and brought it to Zhang Qiling's office. Zhang Qiling had just returned from a meeting at the bureau.

Wu Xie thought that there was no one in the office, so he pushed the door open and went in. After entering, he found that apart from Zhang Qiling, who was sitting on the sofa without taking off his coat, there was another student sitting opposite him. I gave up my seat, still holding a stack of bound A4 papers in my hand.

When the student saw Wu Xie, he stood up politely and said "Hello, teacher".

Wu Xie nodded to him, motioned him to sit down, and then greeted Zhang Qiling solemnly.

Zhang Qiling gave a soft "hmm", then pointed to his desk, and said, "Teacher Wu, please sit down first."

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling's big office chair, hesitated for a moment, then sat on it, and put the lunch box in his hand on the desk.

I saw Zhang Qiling took the A4 paper handed over by the student and turned it over, paused for a moment, and said, "Have you thought it through?"

Compared to Zhang Qiling, the student was firm and decisive: "Think clearly."

"It's going to be hard."

"I know, I will work hard."

"Okay, I'll take a look at the information first." Zhang Qiling put the information on the coffee table, "I'll let you know if there is any news."

"Thank you, Principal Zhang...then...Principal Zhang..."

To Wu Xie's surprise, the student actually looked at him.

"Teacher Wu...I'm leaving first." The student said and stood up.

"Oh, good." Wu Xie quickly agreed.

"En." Zhang Qiling nodded.

After the student went out and closed the door, Wu Xie jumped up, walked quickly behind Zhang Qiling, leaned across the back of the sofa and hugged Zhang Qiling, put his cheek against his side face, and gently pampered him. Rubbing: "Are you hungry?"

"Hmm." Zhang Qiling held the folded hands in front of him, and gently stroked the protruding blood vessels on the back of Wu Xie's hands with his thumbs.

Wu Xie felt a little itchy, and said with a light smile, "Come and eat, just now I went to the back kitchen to ask Master Kang to cook two dishes."

"it is good."

Zhang Qiling let go of Wu Xie, got up and took off his coat, went to wash his hands in the room, and when he came back, Wu Xie had already opened the lunch boxes and put them on the table one by one.

Zhang Qiling looked at the food on the table and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No." Wu Xie handed over a pair of chopsticks, "Eat quickly."

Zhang Qiling took the chopsticks, sat down, and said, "We have a meeting today, and he mentioned you when he saw the solution."

"Mention of me?" Wu Xie was stunned with a mouthful of food in his mouth, "About the basic skills competition?"

"Well. The notice for the provincial competition has already come down. You still have half a year to prepare in May next year."

"Fuck!" Wu Xie tore off a piece of meat from the chicken leg, "Uncle Xie's smiling tiger and my third uncle's old fox are the same as each other, working hand in hand, and they dug a hole for me to jump in together. If you don't die, you won't be finished..." Looking up, Zhang Qiling was looking up. Smiling and looking at himself, Wu Xie immediately became angry again, "And you, Huang Shiren, I owe you money, not Jiuzhong. Besides, I have already sold myself to pay off the debt. Maybe I have to sell my life for you?"

"Did you read the schedule I sent you just now?" The smile on Zhang Qiling's face grew stronger.

"Look, I have no problem with starting work tonight, but President Zhang, why do you want me to bring it for the Mao computer competition? Why do the computer teachers in the school eat?"

"Our school's computer program has not been very strong, and we have never won the NOIP (National Youth Informatics Olympic League)."

"Didn't you have that insanity this year?" Wu Xie asked.

"He left at the end of this term."

"Really? He said that day that I thought he was joking." Wu Xie thought about it for a while before he understood what this had to do with him, so he asked, "It doesn't matter if he leaves or not?"

"I have already told him that I will bring you out before I leave."

"What? Cough, cough..." Wu Xie choked on his trachea, and it took him a long time to recover, "Isn't it... Uncle Zhang, before you leave? There are only a few months left and you let me... you might as well give it to me directly." Let me hang myself with a rope."

"You can do it."

"Why me?" Wu Xie wailed, "There are so many computer teachers, let them study with that neurologist!"

"I can only trust you." Zhang Qiling filled his mouth with food, looked directly at Wu Xie and chewed slowly.

"Uh..." Wu Xie fell silent, and poked the rice in the lunch box with his chopsticks, cursing inwardly: You bastard!Why come to this with me, knowing that I can't refuse, bastard Zhang Luobo!

"You take the mathematics in the evening normally, and then the blind man...you two can discuss the time, and you can also work during working hours, but you can't delay the normal teaching work. This year's computer competition will be brought by the computer teacher. Next year...you can take it from the math team. Pick a few who like computers and bring them first."

Wu Xie sighed for a long time, and he accepted it, but he still asked unwillingly: "Why don't you recruit a computer expert?"

"The ones who have learned well in this area are all in big companies, and almost no one is willing to go to high school. The computer teachers in our school are good at tutoring provincial competitions, but the national level is not enough."

That's true, Wu Xie stopped talking, lowered his head to eat, and as he ate, he remembered something again. He asked, "That kid just now...why does it look familiar to me, which class is it from?"

"Jinya." Zhang Qiling replied.

"Jinya? Just Nene...Nei...Neijinya?" Wu Xie was so surprised.

"Ah."

"This unlucky boy!"

Compared with Wu Xie's memory of the one-inch photo and blurry surveillance video passed to him by the student office when he entered high school, the real person is even more...

how to say?

Blue, white, pink and black are already so handsome that each has its own merits and brilliance.But this young man, maybe he is young and frivolous and doesn't know how to keep a low profile, maybe he is just showing his sharpness and doesn't know how to be strong without desire, he has the same exquisite facial features, three-dimensional outline, and tall figure, but he is a little more gloomy than Wu Xie's sunny and handsome, Compared with Zhang Qiling's calm and breezy, he is a little more arrogant, compared with Xie Yuchen's charming and enchanting, he is a little more arrogant, and he is a little more evil than his black glasses chic and unrestrained.

"Why is he here with you? Have you taught him?" Wu Xie asked.

"No, we only had contact after that day." Zhang Qiling replied.

"Oh?" Wu Xie was delighted, "Where did he get into Principal Zhang's eyes?"

"It's a good sword, but it still needs some tempering and tempering. People are very smart, but their obsession is too deep. If this continues, he will sharpen himself too sharply. I don't want him to live too 'thin' and 'hard'. Fate is poor."

Wu Xie blinked and felt that this theory was too profound, so he made an expression of humbly asking for advice, and said, "That blacksmith, are you going to..."

"I helped him contact several American universities. Whether he can go out depends on himself."

"Going abroad?"

"Ah."

"A foreign whetstone is better?"

"He doesn't need a whetstone, he needs a cloth."

"Bu?" Wu Xie was puzzled.

"Well, a piece of soft cloth, wrapped gently and wiped slowly, will focus on it for a long time, not changing its sharpness, only increasing its brilliance, not changing its hardness, only increasing its flexibility, any one of the best A sword must have a heart, otherwise it will be a monster soldier and evil weapon all the way, and if it hurts others, it will also hurt itself."

Wu Xie heard that his mouth was getting wider and wider, and he was stunned for a long time before he mechanically activated his teeth and chewed the rice, expressing shock and admiration vaguely: "Awesome!"

Zhang Qiling smiled: "I gave him a month to think about it. After all, the time is too tight. If he chooses to take this path, he must prepare wholeheartedly from now on, and he must give up the college entrance examination next year. Even so, there is still no guarantee. He will definitely be admitted, so he has to figure it out for himself."

In the evening self-study, the head coach of the No. [-] Math Competition Team saw his soldiers for the first time.

Since there are not only freshmen in the competition team, but also old students in the second and third grades, whether you can let these high-IQ children obey you and listen to your discipline in the future, it is very important to make your first appearance after taking office tonight. , Wu Xie really put in a lot of effort. From the moment he knew he was going to lead the students to the competition, he purposefully and systematically found and practiced the test questions from the provincial level to the national level and even the international Olympic competition in the past five years. I had a deadly fight with Zhang Qiling when I was a child, and just now I had a deadly fight with the new teacher's basic skills competition. Now, Wu Xie, who walked into the small conference room, felt that he could do any of the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry in an all-round 360 degrees without dead ends. He is quite confident in killing these brats.

After a brief self-introduction and roll call, Wu Xie combined the information booklet in his hand and casually threw it on the desk, and while operating the computer to call up the question bank, he said: "If you want to enter the Ninth High School competition team, we must rely on our strength." Let’s talk, for the next three days, twenty questions a day, all of them can be solved faster than me, and those who can solve more than ten questions in three days are eliminated directly. Freshmen in the first year of high school don’t compare their speed, they can solve more than ten questions to count as a pass. "

As soon as these words came out, the meeting room immediately exploded, and everyone was eager to try.

The question bank randomly selects questions, which is fair and just. What I fight is that I react faster than you, have a smarter brain than you, have a higher IQ than you, solve problems more carefully than you, and put in more effort than you.

Are you convinced?Not convinced to fight!

During the period, Zhang Qiling came once and stood at the door, but no one looked at him, and the bear children stared at Wu Xie with bright eyes.

Coincidentally, after Wu Xie solved a problem, he turned around to write the answer on the whiteboard, caught a glimpse of Zhang Qiling from the corner of his eye, grinned, wrote the answer quickly, and turned around and said: "The answer is this, raise your hand. "

Zhang Qiling also smiled, turned and left.

This scene was seen by a boy sitting in the corner who was casually solving a problem. A smile broke out on his expressionless face, which was sincere but full of bitterness.

Time passed quickly, twenty questions were finished, and there were only 10 minutes left before the next night's self-study, Wu Xie let the group of tired-looking children with green lights go back to the classroom first, while he sat down at the desk, I want to simply remember what I just observed while my mind is still awake.

"Professor Wu……"

"Huh?" Wu Xie turned her head and was stunned when she saw the person coming, "Jin Ya? Why are you back again?"

"Mr. Wu, I...I...I want to find you..." Jin Ya's tone was a little hesitant, but he looked at Wu Xie firmly.

"What do you want me to do?" Wu Xie knew that he had something to do when he saw that he was hesitating to speak, so he immediately put on the cap of his pen, stood up, and said while packing his things, "Let's go, talk while walking."

Jin Ya nodded, turned around and left the small conference room first, and waited by the door.

"What dormitory do you live in?" Wu Xie packed up her things, came out to meet Jin Ya, and the two walked to the door of the building side by side.

"I don't live in the dormitory anymore, I rented a house outside." Jin Ya replied.

"Oh, let's sit in the garden in front, and I'll take you out of the school later."

"it is good."

After finishing speaking, Jin Ya stopped talking and walked quietly beside Wu Xie.

In fact, during evening self-study, Wu Xie had been observing him since entering the classroom.

Unlike other students sitting together in twos and threes, he sat alone in the back corner of the conference room.When other people's eyes were bright, he still had no expression, except for the bitter smile that he looked up at them when Zhang Qiling came in.However, he is indeed very smart, and he does the questions quickly, but like he is too lazy to raise his hand, he sometimes raises it and does not raise it, maintaining a state of not being eliminated.

Another point, Wu Xie can feel, is that he, like himself, has been secretly observing each other all night.

What does he want to say to himself?Could it be something about spinach?

Just thinking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao actually fell from the sky.

When walking past the elevator, the elevator door just opened, and a tall and thin figure rushed out from inside like a gust of wind. Seeing the two of them, the windy man did not stop the windy footsteps, but just waved his long arms casually, Then he turned his head belatedly and asked in surprise, "Naive? Why are you with the duck?"

The moment Wu Xie rolled his eyes and was about to rush up to beat him up, Jin Ya who was next to him had already rushed up one step ahead of him. The strength of the belt effectively stopped the wind-like footsteps, and at the same time, he shouted exaggeratedly and enthusiastically: "Spinach, where are you going!"

Cai Bo, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, was staggered twice by him and had to bow his body to maintain his balance. After standing still, he didn't shake off Jinya's arm, but put his arm around his shoulder, "Little Duck, how are you doing? Did you study hard? I won’t play with you after I said I couldn’t pass the Tsinghua University exam.”

"Don't worry! Tsinghua University is in my pocket, and I can pass the exam with my eyes closed."

"Stop bragging... Huh..." Spinach, who was like the wind, had time to pay attention to Wu Xie who was petrified next to him, "...Why are you walking with Teacher Wu?"

"This year, Mr. Wu will lead our competition team to practice for the first time tonight... I still have a question I can't answer. I'll ask him later."

"Oh, then you have to ask Mr. Wu for advice. He is very good at mathematics. I heard that he..."

Wu Xie's rolled up eyes just fell down and rolled up again, he couldn't bear it and shouted: "Hurry up and go!"

"Little duck, hurry up and go with Teacher Wu, and hurry back to the dormitory after asking the questions. I still have something to do, naive, let's go first..." Said, Cai Bo broke away from Jinya, and ran away like the wind.

Jin Ya stopped and watched Cai Bo's figure leave the building door and disappear into the dark night.

Little by little, he put away the smile on his face and returned to the stern look just now, but the strong emotion in his eyes lingered reluctantly to leave.

Wu Xie couldn't be more familiar with the things inside, and felt a little embarrassed at the same time. He coughed lowly, and said without words: "This guy, I don't know what he is doing in the office so late?"

"He is preparing for pedagogical psychology. If he fails the teacher qualification certificate this year, he will be expelled." Jinya raised his hand and looked at his watch. "Wednesday, 09:30, their union will issue a copy. He is MT." After that, he turned his head to look at the shocked Wu Xie, and smiled wryly, "It's just such a heartless bastard, but I wish I could give him my heart and lungs."

Wu Xie was inexplicably infected, and sighed indiscriminately—he was indeed a heartless bastard.

"Let's go." Wu Xie patted Jin Ya on the back.

The two entered the small garden, picked up a bench and sat down, neither of them spoke.

Wu Xie was not sure what Jinya wanted to say to him, and after thinking about several topics, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he had to wait for Jinya to speak.

"Mr. Wu, do you have any cigarettes?"

"Huh?" Wu Xie asked again in disbelief, "What?"

"It's nothing...Mr. Wu, I'm very sorry for asking you out so abruptly. In fact, I..." Jin Ya looked at the dark mass in the bushes in front of him, his eyes drifted out of focus, "Principal Zhang...he...he said ..."

"That's right, the man he said he fell in love with, that teacher, is me." Wu Xie smiled and replied very easily, afraid to put any more pressure on the child.

"No, no, no... Teacher Wu, I didn't mean that. You misunderstood. In fact, I... I..." Jin Ya argued anxiously, but he didn't know how to explain it, and his voice lowered a little bit.

Wu Xie smiled and didn't rush him, but took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth, then handed the cigarette case to Jin Ya: "Here!"

"Teacher Wu..." Jin Ya's eyes paused on the cigarette case, and he skillfully pulled out a cigarette from the case and held it between his fingers.

Wu Xie put away the cigarette case, then took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, and tried to light it for Jin Ya, but he refused repeatedly, took the lighter and lit it himself.

"When I was in the third year of high school, I liked a girl in the class next door. Every day when I had nothing to do, I would hang out at the door of her class. I was very happy to see her." Wu Xie breathed out a puff of smoke, "She is very good at studying, so I thought, I must study hard so that I can go to the same school as her."

"Then does she like you?" Jinya asked.

"I don't know, I dare not tell her, and I dare not ask. I am afraid that she will be distracted when the third year of high school is so critical."

"Then... what happened next?" Jinya also let out a long puff of smoke.

"Later? After graduating from high school, she went to Hong Kong University, and I went to Z University. I didn't mention things to her that I didn't expect... Then, I called once or twice, and gradually lost contact. "

"Oh..." Jinya asked in a low voice, "Mr. Wu, are you trying to persuade me to give up?"

"No, I want to say that I also smoked in my third year of high school."

"I was a sophomore in high school." Jin Ya turned to look at Wu Xie, showing a childish smile, "Mr. Wu, you are kidding me, there is no such girl, right?"

"Stinky boy!" Wu Xie put a cigarette in his mouth, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Jin Ya's shoulders.

"Mr. Wu, you and Principal Zhang are both good people. No matter what happens in the future, I will never forget your kindness to me."

(The guild here refers to a virtual organization in the online game "World of Warcraft". The guild members can chat together, exchange experience, and form a group to play large-scale dungeons or go to the battlefield. There are as few as ten or as many as hundreds of people. Cai Bo's profession is warrior, which is often called T (tank), Main Tank (Main-Tank) or Monster Tank (main bearer of monster hatred), which is the most powerful weapon in MMORPG (massively multiplayer online role-playing game). A character, which is the abbreviation of Main-Tank. Taking the online game "World of Warcraft" as an example, MT is the abbreviation of "Main Tank" (Main Tank), and is the only player with a special identity in the team.)

"Mr. Wu, you may not believe that I have ... feelings for... Teacher Cai's... Teacher Cai's... feelings, since I just entered Ninth Middle School and took the first physical education class, I have been... for two years ……I……"

"I believe it, Jin Ya, I believe it." Wu Xie's tone was extremely sincere.

"Thank you!" Jin Yachong smiled gratefully at Wu Xie, and continued, "Actually, I didn't think about it, and I didn't want to tell him. I know he is not. As long as I can see him every time I go to physical education class, I will be very satisfied." Yes, if I can still play ball games on weekends, then I will be very happy all week. But later, in the third year of high school, he stopped teaching us, and I suddenly found that if I didn’t go to him, even in a school If I can’t see him, what about after that...After graduation...I can’t stand it when I think about it, I really can’t stand it...During that time, I was so desperate that I went crazy, I didn’t even think about studying, I just thought about what to do in the future ...So, I just want to stay a little farther away, to see if my heart hurts me to death..." Jin Ya's voice was a little hoarse, choked with sobs, and could not continue.

Wu Xie sighed softly, and patted Jin Ya's shoulder lightly.

"That day... where did you plan to go?"

"Shenzhen, my family has a factory over there. I'm the only child in the family. I have to leave quietly and never hear from me again. That way my mother will go crazy. I can't do that. After I think about it Call home again and say that I want to learn something from Uncle Chen in the factory, and I will take a year off from school. I know they will not agree to this, but anyway, I am over there. If I don’t want to come back, they can’t Tie me back and maybe leave me there."

"Then why did you go to the temple?"

"I knew I was leaving, and my family and school had to look for me, so I might not be able to get out, so I wanted to go to Mount Siguniang, and then I got into a car with a tour group, and I went out of Jiumen first."

"You kid, you don't know how hard I... Zhang... and your family went to find you that day..." Wu Xie didn't want Jin Ya to be under too much pressure, so he changed the subject with a smile, "Then when it comes How about the temple..."

"I've been to Siguniang Mountain before, maybe I didn't pay attention to it, so I never paid attention to the name of the temple and the couplets. I walked in by accident that day and saw the word 'Lie Que'...I...I thought if It would be great if it could be settled from now on...but the abbot inside said that I'm not in the world'..." Speaking of this, Jin Ya turned to look at Wu Xie again, "Teacher Wu, look, and the actor on TV It’s like the plot of the dog-blooded TV series, ‘the fate is not over’, my fate has not even started, what’s wrong (li?o)?”

"Chenyuan..." Wu Xie shook his head, "I heard that you...you are quite religious."

"I knew that even if I knelt on my knees for three days and three nights, I wouldn't be able to leave home. I knelt there and didn't ask the sky or the gods. I just wanted to ask myself, what step could I do for him... Finally, I found that I did No, the next morning after six o'clock, I called him, I want to tell him that I love him, I want him to reject me, and then I can leave..."

Wu Xie let out a long sigh, he was panicked, he didn't expect the child's affection for Cai Bo to be so deep!But he didn't say anything, he knew that the kid came to him only because he couldn't bear it anymore and needed someone to talk to, no matter how calm and sophisticated he looked, he was the only one.

Sure enough, Jinya continued on his own: "But he didn't answer the phone...he must have played "Warcraft" the night before, and then went to bed without eating, and didn't wake up until after two o'clock in the afternoon... ..."

"Later, Principal Zhang came to find me, and he didn't say to me, 'It's not bad, should I...' I never felt that I was wrong about this kind of nonsense, and I was willing to give my heart to him. ?All he asked was if I could tell if my feelings were love or delusions.I originally wanted to say it was love, but when I wanted to say it, I couldn't figure out what love is... Then he gave me two examples, one is that people with lofty ideals love the country, and the other is that teachers love students. In normal times, I would sneer at these two examples, thinking they were clichés and hypocrisy, but