Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

Chapter 107 Abnormality

 The following days were simply torture for Zhou Xiaoyun. As soon as she entered the classroom, she would inevitably see the figure she least wanted to see, and she tried her best to turn a blind eye. But it just so happened that the two of them were sitting in the front and back seats.

The muttering voices of Li Tianyu and Gu Chunlai were like a demonic sound that penetrated her brain, burrowing into her ears like little bugs. She wished she could sew Li Tianyu's mouth shut.

Do you know that feeling when you hear someone’s voice and your heart and blood surge? Have you ever tried to feel uneasy whenever you see that person, even just his back? Have you ever had the urge to burst into tears whenever you think of that person?

Zhou Xiaoyun began to feel agitated inexplicably. Not only Wang Jingjing, who was in the same position, felt this abnormality, but even Fang Wenchao noticed that something was wrong with Zhou Xiaoyun.

Frequent classes in class have been wrong, and the homework has begun to make mistakes. The most important thing is that she is not a lot of words. Now that she is tightly closed in the classroom, she can't hear her two words all day.

In the past, Zhou Xiaoyun often came to the office to see him, move homework books, fetch textbooks for him, and even chat with him, but now it's better. There was basically no sign of her, which forced Fang Wenchao to pay attention to this issue.

 Just kidding, that's his number one disciple. She was originally assigned to Class 4 but he forced her to come over. How could he not care about her?

 So Fang Wenchao specially chose a physical education class and asked Zhou Xiaoyun to come to him in the office and prepare to have a good chat with her.

There are about ten new teachers this year. The original classroom office was too small to fit in, so the two original first-grade classrooms were later converted into offices. Most Chinese teachers sit in this office, and the other one is the math teacher's office.

Zhou Xiaoyun came to the office anxiously. At this time, there were several teachers in the office correcting homework.

Fang Wenchao was also writing with his head down. When he saw Zhou Xiaoyun coming in, he put down the pen in his hand and motioned for Zhou Xiaoyun to sit on the bench next to him.

Looking at Zhou Xiaoyun's haggard and thin appearance, Fang Wenchao felt a pang of distress in his heart. He said softly: "Zhou Xiaoyun, do you know what I asked you to do?"

Zhou Xiaoyun first shook his head and then nodded. How could she not guess it? She must have been too abnormal recently. Wang Jingjing asked her many times if she was sick or had something unhappy.

"You talk a lot less recently. You sit there in silence all day long and don't even want to go out for activities after class. You don't like to raise your hands to speak in class anymore, and you start to make mistakes in the homework you hand in. Look, this It's the homework book handed in this morning, and you wrote this very simple word wrong." Fang Wenchao opened the homework book on the table, and there was a big red cross on it.

Zhou Xiaoyun took a look and realized, oh, it turned out that "open" was written as "prescription". This kind of stupid mistake had not been made by her since she was in the first grade.

 Zhou Xiaoyun couldn't help lowering his head and his voice lowered: "I'm sorry, Teacher Fang!"

Fang Wenchao sighed: "There's no need to say sorry to the teacher. I didn't call you here today to criticize you. I just wanted to have a good chat with you. What's wrong with you recently? Did you encounter anything unhappy? Yes. If you have any problems that can't be solved, just bring them up and see if I can help."

Zhou Xiaoyun felt the concern from Fang Wenchao, and suddenly had a strong impulse to tell everything.

 But when she thought of Fang Wenchao's horrified reaction, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

How to say? Tell Teacher Fang that she was once a twenty-eight-year-old woman and is now reborn? Tell Teacher Fang that she met her "ex-husband"? Tell Teacher Fang that all her troubles come from Li Tianyu sitting behind her?

She could only bear this pain silently and could not talk to anyone at all.

 And this kind of pain tortured her even more because she couldn't express it verbally. She even felt that she was completely different from her usual behavior. What about others?

In the end, Zhou Xiaoyun had no choice but to avoid the important thing and said: "Teacher Fang, I am not in a good mood. It may be because I was separated from many familiar classmates after the class separation, and I am not very used to it. I will get used to it after a while."

Fang Wenchao was obviously dissatisfied with this answer: "Didn't I specifically let you and Wang Jingjing sit in the same seat? This is not a reason. If you have something in your mind, don't keep silent. If you don't tell the truth, the teacher will be angry."

Fang Wenchao, who had always been smiling and amiable, put on a straight face. Zhou Xiaoyun was really frightened and revealed part of the truth: "Teacher Fang, let me tell you the truth. I think the two classmates sitting behind are too talkative, and sometimes they don't even talk in class. He's talking in a low voice, which is really disturbing my lecture. Could you please move me to another seat?"

Zhou Xiaoyun looked at Fang Wenchao expectantly. If Fang Wenchao asked her to sit somewhere else and far away from Li Tianyu, maybe she would feel better.

Fang Wenchao's thoughts were completely different from Zhou Xiaoyun's: "What? Li Tianyu and Gu Chunlai are talking quietly in class? These two people are too shameful. I will go to the classroom to give them a good lesson in the next class. As for changing positions, let's forget it for now. It’s not long since school started and I don’t know everyone’s characteristics yet. Let’s talk about it later!”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xiaoyun told her to teach her to study hard, do her homework seriously, not to be distracted in class, go out more after class, do more activities, unite her classmates, etc.

After the physical education get out of class, Zhou Xiaoyun walked back to the classroom listlessly. Wang Jingjing asked her with a wink, "Hey, what did Teacher Fang call you to do?"

Zhou Xiaoyun was too lazy to speak and sat down lazily on the stool.

Wang Jingjing pouted in dissatisfaction: "Zhou Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you now? I said ten words to you and you didn't reply to me, and you still don't treat me as a good friend. What's wrong with you recently?"

Zhou Xiaoyun had no choice but to explain in a simple way: "Teacher Fang asked me to correct my homework."

“Wow!” Wang Jingjing shouted exaggeratedly, “You also wrote the wrong homework! It’s like the sun is rising in the west.”

 Can’t blame Wang Jingjing for being so exaggerated. You must know that she and Zhou Xiaoyun have been at the same table for more than three years, and she knows Zhou Xiaoyun best. The exams are often the first in the grade if you take the double hundred and one exam. Not to mention Teacher Fang, even Teacher Huang next door starts his class with students like this: "Look at Zhou Xiaoyun's homework, the work is neat and beautiful, even the eraser is there." Need not…"

Now Zhou Xiaoyun actually said that she made a mistake in her Chinese homework. No wonder Wang Jingjing was so excited.

Wang Jingjing, who was still about to say something, turned around and saw that Zhou Xiaoyun was lying on the table and ignoring her. She sighed and went to play with Wu Mei.

 Ears are finally quiet! Zhou Xiaoyun lay on her desk contentedly, and she retracted her head into her arms as if this would bring her a sense of security.

dont see! Do not listen! In no mood! Let me be quiet for a while and immerse myself in my own world for a while...

 It’s a pity that this small request is a luxury.

The laughter that penetrated Zhou Xiaoyun's ears told Zhou Xiaoyun that the two annoying guys behind him had come in from outside the classroom again.

Eh! When will this torture end?

 (End of this chapter)