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Chapter 6 Has the teacher set homework, eh?
Chapter 6 Has the teacher set homework, eh?
half a month later
The weather in September was still very hot, the sun's rays fell on the ground, Xia Chan barked silently, the uncle who went out to walk the dog in the early morning on the road in the community walked slowly, and Jian Mei's home was Shen Meina Non-stop chatter.
"Is the cup ready?"
"What about the pillbox, this must be in your pocket."
"As for the mask, I packed you a bag in your school bag, and you have to wear it in a crowded place."
"and alsoβ¦β¦"
The mother babbled endlessly. In fact, Jian Mei had heard these words many times. After washing up and putting on his school uniform, he packed his schoolbag and turned around, feeling helpless: "Mom, I know it all."
Maybe it was because his wife wanted to read it, but Father Jane, who came out of the cloakroom, stopped him properly: "Okay, okay, I'm going to school, not going to war. Besides, there are teachers in the school, so don't read it."
"What do you know?"
Shen Meina glared at her husband.
The woman checked her belongings again: "I have to tell the teacher that Jane can't be involved in too intense sports at school, and..."
Father Jane looked at his wife who was still unable to relax, and smiled helplessly. He looked sideways, looked at his son standing next to him, shrugged, and lowered his voice: "don't worry too much, she's just too nervous."
Jian Mei's eyebrows and eyes were bent. He obviously didn't mind, but got closer to his father, and his voice was clear: "I know."
The two father and son looked at each other and smiled.
On the first day of school in September, especially the roads leading to the school district were crowded. There was a storm two days ago, and the temperature dropped sharply. When we arrived at the school gate, there were crowds of people. Looking up, there were people everywhere, parents of students. They led the children, and it was lively and lively, even more lively than the market.
Shen Meina took Jian Mei up to the second floor to find the class: "Go ahead and find a seat, I'll go and say hello to your head teacher."
There were already several people in the class, and the chatter in twos and threes came from the inside from time to time.
Jian Mei stood at the door, hesitantly and timidly. He hadn't gone back to school for several years, and when he arrived at the place, he became terrified.
Jane's father saw it in his eyes: "Let's go together, Mimei is the second day of the new year this year, a transfer student, and I happened to meet the head teacher to understand the situation first."
Shen Meina also made sense when she heard it: "That's good."
The head teacher is a capable woman in her late 40s. She wears an apricot-colored professional suit and takes care of her desk meticulously. When communicating with each other, she is businesslike. Showing prejudice, and not being enthusiastic because of knowing that Jianmei's family is wealthy.
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When it was about to end, Shen Meina's desire to accompany Jian Mei to the classroom was also stopped.
The head teacher said: "Ms. Shen, it's fine for me to take the child. Since you sent the child to school and I am his head teacher, I will naturally take good care of him. When he enters here, he must learn to be independent from his parents. Besides... Your identity is not suitable for too many people, I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble at that time."
Shen Meina hesitated for a moment, her appearance was extremely beautiful, and her skin could be broken even at close range, especially her appearance was still youthful without showing her age. She was very popular when she was young, and now she is over forty years old. Guan, but still looks like a little girl,
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Father Jane patted his wife's shoulder: "Okay, okay, don't worry, just leave it to the teacher."
Shen Meina glanced at Jian Mei who was standing next to the teacher. They communicated for more than an hour, and the child had been waiting beside him obediently, neither making noise nor making noise. At this moment, she may have noticed her sight, and Jian Mei raised her face, The big round eyes looked at her for a moment, but Zhanyan showed a smile: "Mom, go back, I'll be fine with the teacher."
Such a pure smile seems to wash away the troubles of people's hearts.
Shen Meina finally felt relieved, but her eyes were secretly red, she nodded randomly, and finally left the office with her husband.
Jane and the teacher were left in the office.
Teacher Wang said, "Come with me."
The teaching building is a bit complicated, and this point has already rang, because the second year of junior high school is already assigned to the class, and basically every classroom is full of students, and they crossed the stairs to the classroom room. , Teacher Wang stopped, lowered his head and said, "Very nervous?"
The boy with the schoolbag beside him was tense, but when asked by the teacher, he quickly shook his head and whispered, "Don't be nervous."
"Take a few deep breaths, don't be tense." Teacher Wang's voice is always rigid, but she is meticulous in many places: "When comforting your mother in the office, I thought you would not be nervous."
Jian Mei said softly, "If I show nervousness, my mother will be even more nervous."
Teacher Wang raised her eyes unexpectedly. The child looked very cheerful, and she didn't show any discomfort when her parents were there. She thought it was super adaptable, but she didn't expect that she was trying to calm down. understand, heard that had an accidental illness since elementary school, and spent all these years in the hospital. No matter how lively temperament is, it would be timid to be in contact with the group for a long time.
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Teacher Wang was a little softer: "You don't have to be nervous, just come in with me."
Jane obediently responded.
The moment the classroom door was pushed open, the class that had been somewhat noisy instantly quieted down, and fifty or sixty people in the class all looked over, giving people an invisible pressure.
Teacher Wang led people in: "This semester we have a new classmate in our class, I hope everyone can get along well."
Jian Mei stood beside the lectern and was looked at by so many people. He bent down and bowed, speaking cautiously: "Hello everyone, I'm Jian Mei."
When Jian Mei was nervously observing the students below, the students below were also looking at him. The boy in the black suit on the stage had a clear and powerful voice. The classroom lights fell on his body. Her big eyes are as moist as a bunny, and delicate as a doll.
Teacher Wang said, "Jian Mei, sit in the last row first, and then I'll change your seat."
Jian Mei has no opinion: "Okay."
Although Mr. Wang did not stress Jian Mei's body in a positive way with his classmates, there are many small news channels for the students themselves, and the transfer students have not arrived yet, but the news about Jian Mei has spread, and many people know about this student. Before that, he had been hospitalized and had a disease as terrible as cancer, so he was very curious about this person.
This kind of curiosity came to the end of the first class, but after the get out of class bell rang, the students began to move freely, and many children gathered together in twos and threes, constantly peeping at the last row.
"Hello."
Some students came first to say hello.
Jian Mei raised her head and met the face of a little girl. Although she was a little surprised, she was still polite: "Hello."
The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "My name is Huang Jiajia, I'll sit in front of you."
"I know." Jian Mei nodded: "I saw it in class."
Because one person took the lead, other equally curious people also had the courage to come over, briefly introduced themselves, and started gossip:
"Where did you transfer from?"
"I heard that you were sick, it's true."
"Have you had surgery?"
"You look pretty healthy, don't you think it's all right?"
"Well..." Jian Mei's hand on the table curled up unconsciously, but he still tried his best to maintain a smile: "I didn't get sick before, and now I can't be considered completely cured. The doctor said that I will observe for a few years. Itβs good to have regular rechecks.β
"Then will you shave your head?"
"Is your hair a wig?"
"Do you study by yourself..."
His seat is like a circle surrounded by people, and all kinds of questions are thrown together, not malicious, but it makes people a little overwhelmed. Helpless, he wanted to escape. Before he came to school, he imagined that it might be difficult to make friends at school, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult...
...
night
The first day of school was exhausted. Jian Mei went home after dinner, took a shower, and prepared to do homework. While blowing his hair, he took out his mobile phone from the drawer and opened WeChat habitually. There are not many softwares, so every time open WeChat subconsciously, skillfully click on Lu Xingliang's blank avatar, and send him a message:
"Are you there?"
He didn't expect Lu Xingxuan to return, but just took this as a little emotional statement and continued typing: "I started school today, but I'm not so happy."
"I don't know why I don't seem to integrate with my classmates."
"Actually, I also want to make friends, but everyone has been together since the first year of junior high, and it seems that they already have their own friends."
"I seem to be the little monkey being visited."
"Why is it so hard to make friends..."
When he finally said what he had been holding back for a whole day, Jian Mei felt a lot better. He took a long sigh of relief and continued to blow his hair. When he was almost done, he consciously took out his textbook and did his homework. He didn't expect Lu Xingwang to reply. , but did not expect to write two questions, the mobile phone actually rang, Jane stunned the tip of the pen, and trotted to the bed to get the mobile phone.
Lu Xingliang: [School started? γ
Jian Mei unconsciously curved her eyebrows: "Yes!"
[En] Lu Xing answered in vain, but then asked Jian Mei something unexpected: [Has the teacher assigned homework?]
A question mark slowly appeared on Jian Mei's head.
He didn't know why, but he replied obediently: "It's arranged."
What's wrong?