Entertainment: I have four avatars

Chapter 51
The song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" also touched countless audiences in front of the screen.

Their hearts were once again filled with emotion, and some people posted videos on Weibo one after another, expressing their gratitude to the teachers during this festival.

There are also countless people who opened the previous class groups and sent blessings to the teacher.

Suddenly, the originally silent group became lively.

There are even a bunch of people recalling the past, talking freely about when they were young, and bits and pieces came to their hearts.

Those ridiculous and childish pictures have become warm and moving.

Many teachers feel baffled.

Those students usually avoid themselves, so there is a natural gap.

Why all of a sudden so many former and current students are @them, and still send a sentence of blessings and greetings in a nasty way?
Are you dreaming?
Among the audience of "Idol Music Student", there are many teachers.

When Lin Junhao released the song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", and then looked at the care and blessings sent by the students, he suddenly couldn't help crying!

All the hard work and sacrifices have been worth it!

In a mountain village, a little girl looked at her grandfather's mobile phone, and suddenly said to her grandfather:
"Grandpa, many of your students send you messages in the group."

Grandpa has been teaching all his life and has many students. However, after retiring, he gradually stopped seeing each other, and only grandpa was left alone.

"Student? Who is it?"

A gray-haired old man was sitting on a wicker chair watching TV, and his cloudy eyes became brighter after hearing the words.

In the past, because of work needs, he also used WeChat, and he also added class groups of various classes.

It's just that these groups have always been relatively deserted, and not many people talk.

"There are many groups, and some people say that they have made an appointment to see you, indicating that they will come tomorrow."

said the little granddaughter.

"If they don't have to come over, how can I have a place to entertain them? Everyone is busy outside, so I don't need to run back and forth."

Many students came to see him in the past, and the threshold was almost broken.

It's just that as he retired, the former students also entered the society one by one, busy with life and work, and the communication became less and less.

What happened today?It suddenly became so lively?

The grandfather took the mobile phone from his granddaughter with some doubts, put on his glasses and checked the messages in the group.

……

Far away in western Guizhou, during the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Chen Miao was reading textbooks and preparing lessons.

I have been teaching in this mountain village for more than ten years, and even married a villager here despite my family's opposition.

Her life has been integrated with this place.

Year after year, batch after batch of children are sent out of Dashan, and their hair has turned gray in middle age.

However, nothing seems to have changed. It is still the same as it was more than ten years ago. Poverty and backwardness plague this place.

All she can do is teach one child after another to read and write.

In the dead of night, while my heart was calm, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in my heart.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, put down the textbook and opened it to see that it was a former student, and one of the few people in this mountain village who could be admitted to university.

After graduating two years ago, he also stayed in the city to work.

Life is busy, and the number of contacts is getting less and less.

Coming from the city, she knows that it is not easy to work hard in the city.

"Mr. Chen, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Happy Teacher's Day!"

"Xiaofeng, how are you doing recently? What work do you do?"

"I'm fine. I'm still in the previous company. Teacher, I just transferred some money to you. You can use it for the operation of the village primary school!"

"No need, keep your money for yourself. It's good to have help from the village on the school side."

"I don't have much to give, just a little heart, teacher, I will go back to see you again during the Chinese New Year!"

……

Not only him, many people sent her messages one after another, and some of them hardly contacted each other.

what happened?Why do you care about her?Is there something that happened in the village?

This made her feel uneasy.

There is also a girl who sent her a link to a song and said she would give it to her.

She remembered that this girl had a very difficult family. If she hadn't visited the door many times to lobby, she might not be able to finish reading.

She also has a good relationship with herself, and often talks to herself.

After finishing talking with everyone, Chen Miao opened the link to the song.

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear clearly, the loneliness and sigh in the heart of the person looking up..."

"I pray for a transparent heart and eyes that can shed tears..."

Suddenly, Chen Miao burst into tears, and all the psychological defenses collapsed at this moment!
All the bitterness and suffering poured out along with the singing.

But she knew that it was all worth it!

The heart that was once shaken is extremely firm at this moment!
It was silent and dark outside the window, but bright stars were shining one after another in the sky!

That was the direction she was looking up!

If one wish can come true, she hopes that her students can shine like this starry sky!

Listening to the song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" over and over again, and looking at the stars all over the sky, Chen Miao gradually became calm and composed.

At this time, the phone rang again, fearing that the students would come to her for something, so she kept on vibrating.

When I opened it, there was a familiar name on the note: "Mom".

"Miao Miao, you haven't slept yet, have you? How about you over there alone?"

Chen Miao's hand holding the phone was trembling: "Mom, are you still awake at this late hour? I'm fine. Where are you and Dad? Are you in good health?"

"We're doing well. Are you tired of teaching there? Are the students in the mountain village mischievous? Are you obedient?"

"Not tired, they are very obedient and sensible."

Chen Miao's eyes were already red, and the many conversations ended in unpleasantness, so much so that she didn't dare to contact her parents.

"That's good, you have grown up and you know what you should do, if you like teaching there, then teach well!
But don't forget about home, come back to see me and your dad when you have time, and bring the child over to show us. "

……

Putting down the phone, Chen Miao was already in tears, howling loudly, as if wanting to vent all the emotions in the past.

Although the father did not speak, his majestic face had already appeared in his mind.

She knew that her parents had reconciled with her!Approved her teaching work!
Once young and willful, the choices he made hurt them, and he owed them too much in this life!

A flashlight flashed outside, and there were footsteps. It was the husband who fed the cows with fodder and came back.

Chen Miao quickly cleared up her mood and wiped away her tears.

A middle-aged man opened the door and came in. Seeing her appearance, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"Missing your parents again? Let's take some time to visit their old people, shall we? Xiaoguang hasn't seen their grandparents yet!"

"Well! I've boiled the water, you go take a bath!"

Chen Miao nodded.

Every time I visited before, my husband was an unwelcome person, and I hope it will not happen in the future.

……

In Seoul, the moon is bright during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are thousands of lights.

In a high-end residential area, a young man finally made up his mind and summoned up the courage to say to his parents:

"Mom and Dad, I want to teach in remote areas after graduation."

Dad nodded in approval: "Alright, take two years to practice yourself and see the reality of the world."

The young man said: "Dad, I don't mean to practice, but to be a teaching support all the time. This is what I want to do."

The mother next to him complained: "You child, what are you talking about! You ran to the corner of the mountain and left us here?"

……

(End of this chapter)