[Comprehensive English and American] Teachers are not human beings

"Okay, this is the end of today's class. Do you remember the tasks to be completed when you get home?" The young male teacher wearing light brown glasses leaned against the podium with a casual and chic posture.

"Remember!" The responses from the 10-year-old children can be said to be full of anger. If there is any difference, it may be that when the girls in the class looked at the male teacher, they showed An extra sweet smile.

"Really?" The male teacher smiled, nodded to the little girl sitting in the first row, and asked, "Misha, can you repeat the content of my mission?"

"Of course, Sariel." The little girl with beautiful golden curly hair stood up, then stretched out her skirt, and gave a lady's salute playfully, her blue eyes looked bright, "and my family Let’s recall interesting stories about their childhood together, and then write a short essay. If there are too many grammatical and spelling mistakes, the essay will fail. The purpose of this task is to bring us closer to our family. Am I right, Sha Lie?"

"It's great, Misha." For his students, the young teacher named Sariel has never been stingy with his praise.But sometimes these little admirers can also make Sariel a little annoyed, "Misha, have you forgotten to call me Teacher Carol again? Calling me by my name is not the behavior that a little lady should have." .”

"But..." Misha's small face was tangled together, as if she wanted to be a perfect little lady, but also didn't want to give up this intimate name that can shorten the distance between teachers and students.

"Okay!" Seeing that the blond little loli was aggrieved and pouted, as if she was about to launch a cute offensive again, Sariye immediately clapped her palms, stood up straight and said, "Everyone is already looking forward to school, come back Everyone must pay attention to traffic safety on the way home and in the following happy weekend."

"Okay, Mr. Carol!"

On the faces of each student, Sariel could easily see their excitement for the upcoming weekend.But... On a seat in a certain corner, Sariel was a little surprised to see a yawning little boy, with boredom written all over his cute but not feminine face.

"Sam Winchester, come with me to the office, other students can pack their schoolbags and leave school!" Facing this little unfamiliar face, Sariel looked at the latest student roster in his hand, and then read out The other party's name.

"yeah!"

Among a group of rambunctious kids who were making trouble after school, the kid surnamed Winchester still had a pretentious expression on his face, silently packing up the books on his desk, a bit out of place with the surrounding environment.The reason why Sariel was unfamiliar with Sam Winchester was simply because this special-looking kid had just transferred from another school this morning.

The Mishelton Public School where Sallyer works is the only small middle school in the town. This remote town rarely has people from outside. The arrival of the Winchester family can be said to be big news. .Before Sam Winchester entered Sally's class, the old headmaster had told him what was special about this boy.

Sam's mother appears to have died in an accident when he was a baby.

After Sam's father left him and his brother at school, he went out to work again.

Sam and his brother seem to be living in motels until now.

In the words of the good old principal, this child's family is very miserable, and it is also a kind of fate to be able to come to the town of Michelton. Although the town is a little smaller, if they want to live in the town of Michelton, everyone must Will warmly welcome and help them.

However, for Sally, all of this is not the main reason for him to pay attention to Sam Winchester.If anything, Sariel saw something strange from this child...

After the other children left the classroom one after another, Sam Winchester walked slowly to the front of the podium with his small schoolbag on his back. He kept his head down all the way, unwilling to look up at Sariel.

"Sammy." Because he has been teaching for several years, Sally has seen all kinds of students. For the child in front of him, Sally has taught several students who are similar, so he changed An intimate address, while softening the tone and being as friendly as possible.

"You can just call me Sam." The little boy looked up at Sariel at this moment, "Sammy sounds too childish."

"Okay, little Sami." Sariel still looked at the other party with a smile on his face, and even called him more intimately.Facts have proved that the stubborn behavior shown by Misha and these children is not completely without reason, "Do you want to talk about it in the office or just in the classroom?"

Although he was quite stubborn in addressing him, Sariel still tried his best to follow the other party's wishes, treating the other party as a little adult, and asked Sam Winchester's opinion.

"Just here, Dean will come to the classroom to pick me up later."

"Is Dean Little Sammy's brother?" Sariel asked immediately as soon as he grasped the key words.

"...En." Because the other party was extremely stubborn in terms of address, Sam faced his new teacher squarely for the first time.Because of some unspeakable special reasons in the family, Sam has been running around the country with his brother and father since he was very young.Although I am very glad that my father did not forget to let the two brothers receive education in the non-stop transfer of schools, but this kind of frequent transfer rhythm has already worn away Sam's excitement and enthusiasm for the school. curious.

What about the new school, new class, and new classmates?How important is the appearance and personality of the new teacher?Anyway, it's going to be going to a new place soon... Sam has been transitioning from one school to another in this mood.

But this time, because of the other party's stubbornness and persistence, Sam still couldn't help but take a closer look at the young male teacher named Sally Carol.

After a day of transfer life, Sam has already felt the teacher's strong personal charm and influence on the class.At the end of the day, Sam couldn't bear the little girls who talked about Mrs. Carol all day.Sometimes Sam really envied those children in private schools, who could face different teachers of different subjects every day, instead of seeing the same teacher and the same face all day long!

Although the other party's appearance is really impeccable...

Sam sneaked another glance at Sariel, who was flipping through his homework. This man has soft facial lines for Westerners, and his skin seems to be more delicate.The closer he looked at Sam, the more he felt that the other's facial features were perfect and impeccable, and he didn't look like a living human being.Besides, the light brown glasses on Teacher Carroll's face, from Sam's point of view, the lenses of the glasses are so thin that there is no prescription at all, but it seems to be covering something.

If there are any deficiencies, in the eyes of Sam, Teacher Carol is actually more suitable for light-colored hair and eye colors, such as golden, which will make him look even better. and refined.It's a pity that Teacher Carol has neat short black hair and black eyes. Even in terms of clothing, this teacher's preference seems to be more black, such as the black shirt he is wearing now.

Coupled with this teacher's gentle tone and smile all the time...

Like an angel who fell into the mortal world.

Such a thought flashed through Sam's mind, and then he was horrified by his little girl-like thoughts.But soon Sam admired his new teacher, even he was bewitched by him, no wonder those little girls who had never seen the world fell in love with him.

Sam has always felt that he is a child who has seen the world. Although his style of acting is not as high-profile as his brother Dean, he is also very confident.

"Little Sammy."

Sariel's shout freed Sam from his messy thoughts. Sam, who suddenly woke up, took a look and saw Sariel holding today's art class work and looking at him helplessly.

"Why can't I understand what you drew?" Sariel shook the drawing paper in her hand, raised her eyebrows and said, "I remember that the title I gave was 'Favorite Christmas'? Can you explain this? What is the content of the painting?"

"I think my drawing is very clear." Sam replied without frowning.

"Yeah, for a ten-year-old child, this kind of drawing ability is very good. But..." Sariel pointed to the drawing paper again, "A monster with a dog's head? Red liquid splashing around? This Is it really Christmas? Are you sure it's not Halloween?"

"This was my Christmas last year." Sam shrugged his small shoulders with a natural expression, "and it was a werewolf, not some monster with a dog's head. The family got together and worked together to kill a Werewolf, this experience is not bad!"

"Sam..." Facing the child's seemingly blunt attitude, Sariel's tone couldn't help becoming serious.Although Sariel really felt something bad about this child, she didn't want to really believe that such a small human had already faced such a cruel non-human.

"What does the teacher want to say?" Sam said before Sariel continued, "Do you want me to go to the psychological counseling room for treatment? Or do you want my family to come to communicate with me? Before you speak I would like to remind you kindly before that the former method is completely useless, and the latter...Even Dean and I don’t know where my father is now. I think Teacher Carol should let me stay at home and rest for a while Forget it, even though it was just a motel room."

Regarding Sam's behavior, Sariel just shook his head, then bent down to look into Sam's beautiful eyes, and said seriously: "The teacher just thinks that a Christmas with werewolves should definitely not be your favorite." , there must be a more beautiful Christmas in your heart, isn't there, little Sammy?"

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