trivial story

Feng Yun returned to the classroom after shopping, and was about to ask Yu Ting what happened.

Holding the biology exercise book approved by the teacher, Meng Fei threw it on the podium with an excited expression, and walked back to his seat quickly: "Wow, there is a parent in the first year of high school who is doing something in the Academic Affairs Office."

"What are you doing?" The people around gathered around when they heard the gossip.

I saw Meng Fei's eyes wide open, his face full of drama: "Just now when I came back with my homework in my arms, I passed by the Academic Affairs Office, and a beautiful woman in formal attire was taking a table with Zhu Polong inside." Zhu Polong is the director.

Could it be Yu Ting's mother, Feng Yun thought.

"I heard a few words outside. The big beauty said that Zhu Polong's thoughts are rotten, stubborn, obsessed with ancient times, and presumptuously a teacher', and Zhu Polong couldn't answer."

"Hey!" There was a lot of exclamation, and then someone asked impatiently: "And then?"

Meng Fei smiled embarrassedly: "Then a teacher came out and told everyone at the door to disperse."

"Cut!" Everyone laughed.

"Did your mother go to the Academic Affairs Office today?" Feng Yun asked Yu Ting in a message lying on the bed.

I didn't expect that there would be a direct call back. The two of them kept going back and forth through text messages, occasionally mixed with photos of exercises taken by Yu Ting. This was the first time that they actually made a phone call.

"Even you know?" Yu Ting's voice was a bit dumbfounded.

"Your mother scolded Zhu Polong for being real or fake, and it's too powerful!" Feng Yun sat up awkwardly, while Han Lian stood under the bed, mouthing and asking if it was Yu Ting.

Feng Yun nodded, and Han Lian gave a silent "wow".

"I've heard people say that Piggy Dragon was rendered speechless by your mother's scolding."

"My mother," Yu Ting seemed to be alone in the room, there was no sound at all, "he came to handle the transfer procedures for me."

"You want to transfer?" Fengyun saw Yu Ting being bullied twice, and later Yu Ting went to the hospital at night. Although according to him, Yu's mother was on a business trip, it was too strange that she refused to even make a phone call.This time Yu's mother came to the school aggressively, she must have found out about Yu Ting after returning from a business trip.

"My mom is going to send me to a private high school, well, I don't know what it's like."

Suddenly Yu Ting asked again in a relaxed tone: "Will you still tell me when I ask you questions in the future?"

"Say it, why not?" Feng Yun wondered.

"You haven't heard anything else..." Yu Ting seemed a little hesitant.

"What else? Didn't your mother come here and scold Zhu Polong?" Feng Yun was at a loss: "Is there anything else? The principal was also scolded?!"

He heard Yu Ting laugh softly over there: "It's nothing, thank you, and Han Lian."

"He said thank you." Feng Yun hung up the phone.

Han Lian was still standing under his bed: "It's a bit powerful." He was talking about Yu Ting's mother.

Feng Yun lay flat and turned his head to look at Han Lian: "By the way, he said he was going to transfer schools."

"Oh," Han Lian shrugged, "That's fine."

Yu Ting refused to say why he was bullied, but Han Lian understood a little bit in his heart.

Feng Yun didn't know what "other" Yu Ting was talking about.At first he was a little worried for Yu Ting, but today he spoke with a very relaxed tone, which was very different from that night when he was frustrated and insisted not to tell his family.

Everything is back on track, and Zhu Polong will give advice and lessons to the students at the Monday morning meeting as usual, and it is almost the end of the deadline.One night when the lights were turned off, Fan Jing and Wang Xinxin made an exception and went to bed early.Since Han Lian talked to them last time, the sleeping time of the two has been adjusted to twelve o'clock at night, which means that after the lights are turned off, they only light up the lights and fight for half an hour at night before they call for money.

Fengyun was a little sleepy today, and was a little dazed when he lay down on the bed. He heard Fan Jing say, "Everyone in Class [-], Senior [-] knows that when the student's mother came to go through the formalities, their homeroom teacher repeatedly apologized and took the responsibility on himself. Lan, the two sides were quite polite at first, but later in the Academic Affairs Office, Zhu Polong himself was used to training others, and he insisted on talking too much about what was abnormal and that he should see a doctor. The student's mother threatened to find a lawyer, and in front of so many teachers in the General Affairs Office, she scolded Zhu Polong so much that she couldn't speak."

Wang Xinxin listened with relish: "But this kind of thing...is pretty weird, I can't accept it anyway."

Fan Jing smiled mischievously: "You still want to be beautiful, who is interested in you!"

"I'm asleep." Han Lian greeted.

Near the end of the period, the experienced students also looked a little nervous. There were a lot fewer people in the stadium, and they all seemed to be hurrying along the road.One week before the exam, one day two buses suddenly drove into the school gate, and a hundred students with schoolbags and luggage alighted from them.

"Wow, what does that mean!"

"Has the Fifth Middle School finally developed? So many people came to visit in one breath."

The students who were lying on the balcony watching excitedly shouted, and there was also a well-informed person: "The principal of Tongying Middle School in the northern suburbs ran away with money, and the teachers resigned collectively because they couldn't get their wages."

"Big news!"

"Tongying is not a public school!"

"This is too fantastic!!"

"It's funny, do you want Fifth Middle School to take over?"

Another person hurriedly contacted a friend from a nearby middle school and said, "Two cars came from No. [-] Middle School today. It seems that the students are being arranged for other middle schools in the city."

Zhu Polong came out of the teaching building and turned around with a loudspeaker: "Don't all lie on the balcony railing!"

The students upstairs rushed away.

Each class has been assigned new students one after another.I don't know how the school allocated dormitory beds to those students who suddenly had extra numbers.

In this season, teaching aids and test papers are piled up everywhere in the classroom, and one or two piles are piled high on each desk.New students can only temporarily add tables and chairs in the last row.With this addition, the classroom is even more crowded, and it is winter with coats and feathers on the body. The students inevitably complained in the first few days. The teacher usually said some words to unite the students and help each other.

Within a few days of being a temporary rich man, various news came in. It turned out that the principal of Tongying Middle School ran away with debts. Some said it was because he lost money in starting the school, and some said he borrowed usury from gambling. Rumors were mixed together. It became a story of "the principal of the school borrowed a usury loan to open a school (?) in order to repay the gambling debts, but was too slow to return the funds, so the debtor came to the house and splashed red paint on the door, and finally the principal ran away with the whole family"...

After passing the final exam, finally ushered in the long-awaited winter vacation.

Like the previous long vacations, Fengyun first made a plan for homework. It seemed that he could finish all the homework in the first week, and then he didn't implement it.

Han Lian contacted him from time to time, asking him for novels, and occasionally asked him to go online and play games together.

Young people's time is wasted without feeling distressed.

In the early morning of this day, Feng Yun was still in a dream, and the phone call came a full hour earlier than the alarm clock. He fumbled to answer the phone with sleepy eyes:

"Are you still up?" Han Lian asked hurriedly with a smile.

"No," Feng Yun yawned, "What happened so early in the morning?"

"It's snowing outside!" Han Lian said loudly.

"What?" Is it snowing?

Feng Yun didn't even bother to wear slippers, lifted the quilt and opened the window to see snowflakes as big as rice grains rustling down.

"Ah, it's snowing!!" He shouted excitedly: "Mom, Dad, it's snowing!!"

Shen's mother and Shen's father looked helpless: "I called you several times and didn't wake up."

"It's really snow!" Feng Yun said to the phone.

"A layer has accumulated in the yard of my house, and the whole is covered." Han Lian opened the door and went out: "It can be piled up."

Feng Yun couldn't help but asked repeatedly: "Are you going to build a snowman?"

"Pile it up, I'll send you a photo later."

Hanging up the phone, Feng Yun put on his clothes indiscriminately, urging his parents to go out to watch the snow.The road is full of cheerful people, the younger ones are dancing like Fengyun.

Some of the passing vehicles came in from the suburbs, with small snowmen piled on the roof, with decent hands made of branches.

"Mom, it's really snow!" Feng Yun ran back and forth happily like a puppy.

Shen's mother was also happy, not only for the rare snow, but also for Fengyun.Since his son entered high school, he has hardly been in such high spirits.Sometimes she would rather her son be naughty.This rare weather brought out the childish side of the son that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The family took the bus to the suburbs, and the snowflakes grew bigger as they went to less populated places, and gradually turned into snowflakes, flying towards people's faces.Feng Yun put on his hood and turned left and right to take pictures, playing until noon, when the family entered a nearby farmhouse.The business was exceptionally good that day, people in the suburbs came out to watch the snow, the boss was so busy that he was about to take off, his face was blushing with a smile.

In this city that has not seen snow for many years, many children see snow for the first time.At first, Feng Yun took pictures, but later he patronized playing in the snow and spent half an afternoon with some teenagers he met in the farmhouse.Speaking of which, he was not such an extroverted and cheerful person. The weather that has been rare for many years seems to have turned on a switch in his mind for a short time. No need to know the name.

When the snow stopped in the evening, there were still crooked snowmen on the side of the road. The traffic police set up checkpoints and stopped private cars one by one with small things piled on their roofs, demanding to clean up the snowmen one by one.

When I got home at night, I saw the photos of the snowman sent by Han Lian, and Feng Yun hurriedly sent a few of his own photos.

"I just saw your message when I went out to play. You see, I also piled up a few."

When I was about to sleep, the news from Han Lian came again, and this time I sent a group number: "Add this group when you have time."

Feng Yun added it easily, and passed over there quickly. As soon as he entered, a message beeped to remind him. He saw that it was all uploaded files:

Zhao Rong uploaded "The first to fourth sets of comprehensive science test papers."

Hanlian uploaded "The Tenth Phase of the English Tianfu Entrance Examination Senior Secondary Simulation."

Jiang Yuezhen uploaded "Chinese Composition."

Immediately someone spoke: "Don't upload the composition, whoever wants to read the composition, do the questions first."

"Has anyone done a math gold medal coach?"

"I want the cloze and reading comprehension of the first five units of the English lecture notes, please pray to God."

Click on the group sharing, and all the homework pictures have been uploaded in the past few days.

Fengyun was a little confused.

After thinking about it for a while, it was like what Han Lian could do.

Feng Yun had already finished the English handout, so he also took photos and uploaded them, and immediately someone posted a bunch of emojis hugging his thighs.