return to the third grade

Chapter 307

Ling Xiaoxiao sat there tangled up in a class. She watched Zhou Yejun pacing and walking in the classroom row by row. When students encountered problems, they leaned over to look at them, and then answered them softly. The guilt hasn't stopped since Zhou Yejun returned to the office after losing his temper. She knows that Zhou Yejun is doing it for her own good, but there is a difference in concept between them.

When it was time for get out of class to end, Zhou Yejun packed up her things and was ready to go back to the office. She had to go to class [-] in the next class. The schedule for self-study in the middle of the eighth day was quite reasonable. Every week, the teachers of the main subjects would come two nights For students who have evening self-study, the Academic Affairs Office will arrange two classes of these teachers' courses together, so that it is enough for the teachers to stay in No. [-] Middle School for two nights a week, and they don't have to spend every day here.

Seeing Zhou Yejun going out, Ling Xiaoxiao really wanted to catch up, but she didn't know what to say when she chased after her. She froze on her seat, neither going out nor not going out.

"I think you should go to the office and talk to Mr. Zhou about your own thoughts. They are very open-minded teachers. Don't be burdened. Moreover, you choose the life you want." Jiang Zizhuo said in the class The class was paying attention to Ling Xiaoxiao's actions. Seeing her fidgeting, she knew that she was very guilty of Zhou Yejun in her heart. If she felt guilty, she should apologize and just speak up. In Jiang Zizhuo's concept, there is no unexplainable thing.

Ling Xiaoxiao felt reasonable when he heard what he said. She had been struggling before because she still lacked a position. Now that Jiang Zizhuo said this, she nodded vigorously and followed Zhou Yejun to the office of the English team.

Because Zhou Yejun will go to Class [-] to watch the evening self-study next time, so the two of them are making long stories short. Zhou Yejun calmed down all night and understood the meaning of Ling Xiaoxiao's words before, so he greeted Ling Xiaoxiao to come to him as soon as he came in. sit.

"Xiaoxiao, you don't need to say more, I already understand what you mean," Zhou Yejun said with a sigh: "You don't actually want to treat foreign languages ​​as a career, do you?"

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded honestly: "Yes, Teacher Zhou, I have always believed that language is a tool for people to communicate with each other, so I never thought about developing it into a career. I just went to a comprehensive university and studied a For other majors, I will not give up learning foreign languages, but I want to learn other things while learning foreign languages.”

Zhou Yejun seemed to be looking at her, and seemed to be looking at other places, and said with some emotion in his heart: "Now you children don't like those purely academic things anymore. I think we used to put a word Can accurately translate in place, and will read various documents without sleep to support the accuracy of the translation of this word. In the future, I am afraid that such situations will become less and less, and such stupid things will rarely be done again gone."

Ling Xiaoxiao was ashamed by what she said. Even though she was reborn, her heart stained by the glitz of later generations made her unable to reach the state Zhou Yejun said. She is still a common person through and through.

She lowered her head in shame: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I failed your kindness."

Zhou Yejun waved his hand: "That's just the life I like. It's simple and plain, and you children may not like it too. It's because I forced you too much. Don't have a psychological burden. You should do whatever you want, you know? ? The teacher will always support you."

Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, she didn't dare to look up at her: "Thank you, Teacher Zhou, I will not let you down."

"Well, I know, our Xiaoxiao is a child with a strong mind, I know you will not let us down, but the teacher still wants to advise you, don't put too much thought on other things, you are still a high school student, Everything should be based on the college entrance examination, and there is still time for some things to happen in college."

The meaning in Zhou Yejun's words is self-evident. Ling Xiaoxiao was so moved that she wanted to cry just now, but now she is so ashamed that she wants to find a hole in the ground. Both she and Jiang Zizhuo are not ignorant people. Like the nobleman, since meeting him, her progress in science has been remarkable.

She blushed, clenched her fists, and then said: "I understand, Mr. Zhou, I understand all these principles, don't worry, you see, my midterm exam results this time will be able to enter the grade list. "

Grades are the last word, she successfully blocked Zhou Yejun's mouth with grades and rankings, Zhou Yejun thought for a while and then smiled softly: "I forgot, that kid is the first in our grade, since you know what you should do I won’t say much about what not to do, so as not to bother you, let’s go, the class bell rang, and you should go back to class.”

The two walked out of the office, one returned to Class Nine, and the other entered the classroom of Class Ten. Jiang Zizhuo saw Ling Xiaoxiao returning to her seat with a face of relief, and knew that she and Zhou Yejun had made it clear that sometimes there is no relationship between teachers and students. In a simple relationship like you are a teacher and I am a student, some friendships will always appear unconsciously. This kind of friendship needs to be respected and maintained. This rare emotion is sometimes a lifetime wealth and cannot be squandered at will.

Ling Xiaoxiao's current goal has not changed, she still wants to take the Q University exam. As for what to study in the future, she can always find a suitable major in those majors when she applies for volunteers. What she needs to do now is to improve her grades , She sat back in her seat, showed a smile of "you understand" to Jiang Zizhuo, and then picked up the pen and began to read the book and do the questions seriously.

In winter in the north, dripping water turns into ice, and the whistling north wind always scrapes people’s faces like knives, causing severe pain. This year’s winter is particularly severe. It is said that it is the year with the lowest temperature in many years. Such a temperature , even a strong little body like Brother Zhen would not be able to bear it, so the morning run that persisted for more than a year was suspended in such a cold winter.

Ling Xiaoxiao used the morning jogging time to read short English essays, memorize ancient poems and the pronunciation of rare words. She could still vaguely remember that in the Chinese college entrance examination paper, she chose the correct pronunciation for the first question. At that time, the class was almost full. None of the classmates answered correctly, and the following ancient poems were followed by sentences that were not commonly given. That year's common sense questions were particularly biased, which is why Ling Xiaoxiao began to prepare since the second year of high school.

Brother Zhen suddenly became very hardworking during this time. Often, as soon as Ling Xiaoxiao's Chinese and English notes were sorted out, she would take them and copy them into her notebook, and then study and recite them seriously, which made Ling Xiaoxiao stunned. I was taken aback, and asked her why, but she just vaguely said that she should prepare well for the final exam and give her parents a surprise.

But when did Brother Zhen have such a narrow minded person? Ling Xiaoxiao stared at her back, feeling that she couldn't understand this book again. . .

(End of this chapter)