Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

Su Wen couldn't believe that Ji Qingyan would say such a thing, he was stunned for a while, and said: "It's quite an adult, why did you suddenly start falling in love?"

"What will you do after that?" Su Wen stated one by one, "I know that you don't want to go to Australia with your uncle, but you want to stay in China, that's fine. But you will be finishing your third degree at the end of this year, so you still have to go back to Beijing , I’ll just assume that the two of you don’t break up, and that you’re not so busy in the third year of research, then after half a year, you’ll be in a long-distance relationship. After that, do you want to study for a Ph.D.?”

Ji Qingyan said: "Should be able to read, I quite like this major."

"Yes, you like this major, and your supervisor also likes you very much. Does the doctor still have to study at the National People's University? What do you ask him to do at that time, follow you back to Beijing?" Su Wen's voice gradually increased. , "His undergraduate and graduate studies are both in Shanghai, not to mention what you said before, his father moved his household registration from Beijing back to his hometown, if he wants to stay in Shanghai to work directly, what will you do then? ?”

Ji Qingyan thought of the New Year's Eve in the third year of high school. He and Su Wen lay side by side on the bed and looked out the gray window. It was also that day that he clearly began to realize his love for Qiu Chi: "Su Wen, you told me Mine, you say, do what you want to do, love who you want to love while you can catch it."

Su Wen stood on the open-air balcony, watching the daytime and night view of Toronto, and said softly: "But it's not the time for us, Huohuo."

"At worst, I will go to Shanghai in the future, and I will come to him."

"Do you think he will agree?" Su Wen sighed, "Huohuo, I used to think you were young and mature, but after growing up, I think you are young at heart... Do you think that based on your understanding of him, Will he let you give up everything and go to Shanghai to find him?"

As Qiu Chi said, he felt that he was not worthy, so he didn't dare to look at it or think about it.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Qingyan fiddled with the paper roses on the table, not knowing what emotion it was.After that, he deliberately made himself not to think about these things, just like the old saying, there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, and he didn't believe that there would be any more people who hindered them this time.

He hasn't received any money from his parents since he went to college. Ji Tiancheng can't control him, and Qiu Chi has been studying in Shanghai alone. People dragged them from Shanghai back to Hebei.

The teaching time was not long, and they rushed forward day and night, and soon it was time to go back.Ji Qingyan was in afternoon class that day. He was alone in the dormitory and had nothing to do, so he followed Zhou Ming to look around in the corridor.

Unexpectedly, I saw Qiu Chi in a classroom. Ji Qingyan looked up at the class sign and then at the time. He should take a break in this class: "Isn't he not in this class?"

Zhou Ming nodded: "Not really, it was added temporarily."

Different from the previous classroom style, the small tables in the classroom were arranged in a semicircle around the classroom. This class was just started, and Ji Qingyan didn't quite understand what the content was.Every child holds crepe paper of various colors in their hands, and cuts it with small scissors, not knowing what they are tinkering with.

Ji Qingyan frowned: "Why did he still teach handwork?"

Zhou Ming smiled: "No, just wait and see! He won't just take students to do handicrafts."

Qiu Chi moved a stool and sat in the middle, showing the child how to fold roses.He moved quickly with his hands, first made a model, and then taught these children step by step.

There was also chatter in the room, and Qiu Chi didn't care much about it, but the strange thing was that this chatter was not simply a child's fuss and difficulty, but that everything he said was related to the content of the class. It is too lively, so the room looks too lively.

The paper rose...was very similar to the one he had received when he first arrived.

Ji Qingyan froze in place, thinking that he had received a paper rose that day, no wonder Qiu Chi didn't find it strange at all when he saw it, and even joked that he would give him broken ice blue in the future.Is he stupid, why can't he give the rose to himself.

Surrounded by some overly active children, Qiu Chi was still so patient, smiling and unfolding the wrong steps for the students, and then explaining the steps in the correct order little by little.

Under the white and flexible fingertips, roses gradually bloomed one after another.

Qiu Chi's ability to mobilize the classroom atmosphere is very strong, or it may not be a kind of ability, but he belongs to an active classroom, so students are naturally willing to follow him.

The content of the class ranges from hand-made origami to reading modern poems, and finally, students are led to try to write by themselves.

Zhou Ming nudged Ji Qingyan with his elbow: "He gave a good lecture, right? Qiu Chi and Dai Qing thought about the poem reading audio just now. It's the girl who couldn't come this time because of something at home. She's from the Faculty of Arts." I want to take the children in the mountains to read poems together, so I made a lot of courseware and audio. It should be that other schools have also participated. Once every two weeks, I regularly send content to the school. They have been doing it for more than half a year. Otherwise, why do you think the teacher agreed with him and followed him after the first year of research?"

"He never told me."

"I only found out when I saw him record the audio before. What a great idea. I think there should be more activities like this in the future. There must be a lot of people in the school who want to participate!"

Ji Qingyan smiled and nodded: "He said before that he wanted to be a Chinese teacher in school." Through the small window at the back of the classroom, Ji Qingyan said, "He is very suitable."

Zhou Ming hesitated to speak: "Qiu Chi can't be a teacher, he...you don't know?"

"what happened?"

"Forget it. If you don't know, I won't say it. After all, it's not a good thing." Zhou Ming spoke a little unnaturally, hesitating.

Ji Qingyan frowned and repeated, "It's not a good thing?" He asked Zhou Ming, "What do you mean?"

Seeing that he kept asking, Zhou Ming couldn't resist, so he told him in a low voice: "Being a teacher will definitely require a political review."

Ji Qingyan knows that being a teacher requires a political review, and many public officials need to pass the political review before they can enter the job, but it is impossible for Qiu Chi to fail the political review: "How could he not pass the political review? He has never been punished in school."

"The political review also depends on the parents..."

"parents?"

His mother was a policeman and died in the line of duty.It could only be his father... It's not that Ji Qingyan never asked Qiu Chi before, but Qiu Chi never said what happened to him after he was taken away.

"Zhou Ming, do you know?" He asked stubbornly, his voice trembling, "Tell me, is it his father?"

Before Zhou Ming could speak, he heard Qiu Chi's voice in the classroom: "Vote anonymously, which article you like, just put the little flowers into the corresponding cup according to the number, and the one with the most little flowers wins."

He divided more than 20 students in the class into five groups, and each group recommended a classmate's short poem, recited it regardless of the name, and asked other students in the class to vote.The purpose of anonymity is to prevent some children from not getting Xiaohua in this public form, causing guilt or self-denial.

After accepting five short poems anonymously, he selected a few children who raised their hands to read.Just after reading the fourth child's poem, there was a sudden muffled sound in the classroom. Ji Qingyan could see it very clearly from the back of the classroom. A little girl suddenly twitched and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The child next to her seemed frightened and screamed, "Xiaoqi!"

Qiu Chi quickly stood up and greeted the class monitor with two stripes: "Squad monitor, go to the office and call other teachers!"

The girl named Xiaoqi was the little girl who was bullied by her male classmates that day. At this time, she seemed not sober, and her legs were still twitching constantly.Qiu Chi pinched her with one hand, then opened the child's closed mouth, and put his wrist between her upper and lower teeth to prevent her from biting her tongue.

Ji Qingyan and Zhou Ming hurried in after seeing the abnormality. Zhou Ming saw that the child's condition was not good: "I'll go to the office to find the teacher."

"When did you guys come?" One thing after another, Qiu Chi couldn't even handle it, "You help me look after the students in the class..."

"I know!"

Zhou Ming ran over again at this time, followed by the grade leader of Longzhao Elementary School, a young female teacher: "Send the child to the hospital first! The school car is here today, but the driver is not at work. Can any of you drive? "

Zhou Ming said: "I have a driver's license! But I haven't opened it for several years."

Ji Qingyan said: "Let me drive, hurry up!"

Just like that, Zhou Ming was left in the class to appease the children, Ji Qingyan took the car keys, Qiu Chi followed behind with the child in his arms, and Teacher Lu kept contacting the little girl's parents along the way.

About ten minutes later, the little girl's convulsions gradually subsided, and she leaned on Qiu Chi's arm in a daze. Qiu Chi asked Teacher Lu, "Have you contacted her family?"

Teacher Lu just hung up the phone and said, "Her mother is working out of town. She might not be able to come back this year for Chinese New Year. There is only the child and grandma at home. The old man is old...don't let her come here yet."

Qiu Chi nodded, and wiped the blood on his wrist with a piece of paper: "Okay, got it..."

After arriving at the hospital, according to common sense, the routine examination was performed first, and Teacher Lu accompanied her.Ji Qingyan had never driven for more than two hours in a row before, and his shoulders were sore from exhaustion.Qiu Chi stood beside him without saying a word.

"You...Are you okay?" Ji Qingyan felt that his face was extremely pale, as white as the wall that had just been painted in a model house.

Qiu Chi shook his head: "It's okay."

After the test results came out, the doctor asked some more specific information, and said: "It should be caused by psychological stimulation, don't worry, it's nothing serious. The child should pay attention to rest, parents should accompany her more often, and avoid overloaded strenuous exercise. Medicines must be taken on time."

Qiu Chi took the prescription form: "Okay, thank you doctor..." After he finished speaking, he stood up, and as soon as he left the consultation room, he swayed in place, and then fell to the ground suddenly.

"Qiu Chi!" Ji Qingyan ran over in three steps at a time, picked him up and helped him to the emergency room.

The doctor was still the one who treated his leg injury that day, and he was listening to the radio and eating braised noodles: "Hey, are you the young man who was bitten by a snake not long ago?" He pointed to Qiu Chi who had completely passed out, "He was bitten by a snake too?"

Ji Qingyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "I don't know why, but I suddenly passed out."

"This situation can't determine the cause of the disease." The doctor froze Lu Huo, and then gave him a blood test order, "Let's go get blood first."

Ji Qingyan was so angry that he was in a daze, but he had to listen to the doctor in the hospital, so he could only help Qiu Chi to draw blood.

Half an hour later, Ji Qingyan got the report card.It's too late to look at those values, but two of the small characters are dazzling: anemia.

Qiu Chi was anemic, and the low value was even exaggerated.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: have a bottle of dream;

非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！感谢在2022-09-0418:07:27~2022-09-0622:00:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 word;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of words;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!