dissatisfied [campus]

The on-duty activities of Class C5 finally officially ended at 05:30 in the afternoon. Everyone went to the cafeteria to eat with the bell after school, and returned to the classroom after the evening self-study.

During the evening self-study in the first quarter, Zhang Dongxu organized the whole class to elect the class committee and class representatives, and then took everyone to fill in the student status information for the new semester routinely.

Lines of familiar basic information have been filled in since primary school, and Jiang Yi can fill in almost everything with a few strokes of "唰唰唰". When the tip of the pen touches the last three columns of the form, it is a familiar formality question again.

1. What is your suggestion to the school?

2. What plans do you have for the three years of high school?

3. What is your biggest dream in the near future?

dream...

Jiang Yu was thinking casually, his eyes glanced unconsciously, and then he saw Xu Ji's basic information.

A one-inch photo with a blue background is pasted on the upper left corner. The face still has a familiar indifferent expression, but the facial features are far less sharp than they are now. It is probably a photo taken a few years ago...

Name: Xu Ji

Date of birth: April 1999, 12

Former name: He Ji

...used a name?

Does he have a previous name?

Jiang Yu was distracted for a while, and when the team leader started to collect the student status materials, he hurriedly filled in the rest.

The seats of Jiang Yu and Xu Ji were facing the white wall by the window, Jiang Yu sat inside, and Xu Ji sat outside, so when handing in the form, Xu Ji took his and handed it to the team leader.

He also glanced at his watch by the way——

What is your biggest dream in the near future?

Longing to go a long way.

After filling out the student status information, Zhang Dongxu began to call each student to talk in the office according to the student number in turn.

This operation is also really weird.

Under the devil system in No. 25 Middle School, which teacher doesn't expect students to study [-] hours a day?But this teacher is always slow-moving, and he is not afraid of delaying the students at all.

After each classmate came out of the office, he called the classmate behind to ensure that one classmate was talking in the office and the other was waiting in the corridor.

Xu Ji's student number was at the front of the queue, and it was his turn after a while.

Zhang Dongxu sat at the desk and carefully recorded the situation of each student. When Xu Ji came in, he saw Zhang Dongxu sitting there wearing a white shirt and suit pants, the shirt was tucked into the trousers, and a pair of glasses was placed on the bridge of his nose. Glasses with silver rims, his gentle appearance really looks like a language teacher.

Seeing Xu Ji walking in, Zhang Dongxu raised his head and showed him a simple and honest smile: "Come on, sit down."

Xu Ji sat on the chair opposite him.

Zhang Dongxu looked at Jiang Yu with a smile for a while, and when his eyes stayed on his pierced ears and tattoos, he didn't show any disgust or disgust.

"Xu Ji, just now I was still thinking about how to help you improve your grades."

Old fashioned beginning.

"Many teachers joked that teaching you would be the biggest challenge in my career." Zhang Dongxu still had a meek look, "But I think that you are a good boy who can be taught, are you willing to work hard with the teacher? "

Have all the teachers now changed to the warm route?Committed to turning waste into treasure?

After staying with Jiang Yu for a long time, Xu Ji felt that his ability to complain had improved.

"Tell me, should I make up lessons by myself? Or should I leave extra practice questions? Or..." Zhang Dongxu paused, "Communicate with your parents more?"

Do these teachers like to call parents?

Xu Ji twitched the corners of his mouth, but did not speak.

"I've thought of many ways, but I don't think it will work." Zhang Dongxu sighed helplessly, "After all, I can't wake up a person who pretends to be asleep."

Xu Ji didn't know that Zhang Dongxu had met him when he was a freshman in high school.

At that time, Xu Ji was simply the man of the day in Qixian No. [-] Middle School. Taking advantage of his family's wealth and power, he ran amok at school, contradicted teachers, violated school discipline, smoked, drank and fought...

Zhang Dongxu has heard a lot of rumors about him, and some teachers who hate Xu Ji even directly call him "the second ancestor of garbage" behind his back.

He had already rang the class bell after the meeting that day, and needles could be heard quietly in the huge campus. When he was walking to the office with the lesson plans in his arms, he accidentally saw the rumored Xu Ji and a man in the stairwell. Strange woman.

The woman looked about five or sixty years old, and there were not many wrinkles on her well-maintained face.

She was wearing a famous brand and standing in front of Xu Ji brightly, but her tone was surprisingly indifferent: "Your father has something to do with the company, so I came here for him. I heard from your teacher that you were fighting again?"

Xu Ji had wounds on his forehead and the corners of his mouth. He had a stiff face and did not speak.

"How can your father and I rest assured?"

Hearing this, Xu Ji finally spoke up: "Maybe Xu Bin won't feel at ease if I do this, but isn't this just what you want?"

"Even if there is trouble, my family will help me carry it." Xu Ji's face was full of sarcasm, "I remember what Aunt Sun taught me since I was a child."

After a long silence, the woman smiled: "Just remember."

......

At that time, Zhang Dongxu suddenly remembered one of the many rumors——

The old boy of the junior junior, spoiled.

Looking at Xu Ji in front of him, Zhang Dongxu sincerely advised: "You are different from other children, the teacher hopes that you can correct your attitude, no matter what happens, never give up on yourself—"

As Rong Xiaoying said, Xu Ji's biggest weakness is that he is soft and not hard.

He could bear Yuan Lili's persuasion to him, but he couldn't bear Zhang Dongxu's gentle persuasion.

Before the other party finished speaking, Xu Ji stood up impatiently from the chair: "Okay, teacher, I think you have to find out, you know what's going on in my family, no matter how bad the division test is, you can still enter the first middle school and the experiment. Ban, even if you don’t take the college entrance examination, you don’t have to worry about food and clothing. There is endless money in this life, and a diploma is worthless to me... If you have time to waste time on me, why don’t you care more care about others."

After all, Xu Ji left the office without looking back, Zhang Dongxu hurriedly shouted at his back: "It's okay, let's take our time, first set a small goal, start with passing the exam... .”

Xu Ji opened the door of the office and walked out, Jiang Yu, who was standing in the corridor waiting, just heard this sentence.

Passed the exam?

"Finally I see the deity." Zhang Dongxu looked at Jiang Yu in front of him kindly, "Jiang Yu, you are very famous in our grade."

Hearing this, Jiang Yu smiled embarrassedly.

"Two big exams last semester, you became famous in one battle, the teachers are all sorry for your failure to enter the science rocket class, but I don't think studying literature may not be suitable for you..."

Zhang Dongxu read the Chinese composition written by Jiang Yu in the final exam last semester - "I have the power of ten thousand"

The content of the article is plain and smooth, with self-contained arguments, and eloquent talks... At that time, he felt that Jiang Yu must be a child with a big heart.

"However, I heard that some conflicts occurred in your family over the division of subjects. May I ask why you insist on studying literature?" Zhang Dongxu explained, "I mainly want to know what plans you children have for the future, such as Tell me what university you want to go to, what you want to do in the future, etc.”

Jiang Yu replied: "I want to take the public diplomacy major of B University."

University B's public diplomacy ranks first in the country, which is indeed a good choice.

"But even if you have studied theory, you can still apply for this major in the college entrance examination."

"No." Jiang Yu smiled, "My goal is not the college entrance examination, I want to pass the recommended entrance examination for B University."

The public diplomacy of University B has a recommended admission test every year, but it is only open to liberal arts students nationwide, and only a dozen people are recruited. Directly under the talent output point......

Hearing Jiang Yu's words, Zhang Dongxu was dumbfounded for a moment.

He had thought that Jiang Yu might be a capable and ambitious kid, but he didn't expect his goal to be so big.

Jiang Yu's choice has already escaped from S City, and he is competing with outstanding talents from all over the country. Even if he is the first in grade now, it is difficult to guarantee that he will be admitted.

In the ten minutes just now, the difference between the two conversations was too great, Zhang Dongxu couldn't help sighing: "You and Xu Ji are really two extremes."

A firm goal, a laissez-faire.

After returning to the classroom, Xu Ji began to recall some past events involuntarily.To be precise, he has been frequently thinking about the past during this time.

this is not a good sign

It seems that he has to go to Dr. Gu.

The conversation between Jiang Yu and Zhang Dongxu was very short. When Jiang Yu stepped into the classroom, he saw that Xu Ji hadn't slept or played with his mobile phone, and he was staring out the window and walking absent-mindedly.

Thinking of Zhang Dongxu's words just now, Jiang Yi made a decision.

He walked to Xu Ji's side and lightly knocked on his table.

"Xu Ji."

Xu Ji looked at him.

"I'll help you."

"Ok?"

"I'll help you pass the exam."

Until many, many years later, Xu Ji still remembered Jiang Qi's "I'll help you".

With such a simple sentence, Jiang Yu walked through the most desolate place in his life, then reached out his hand and gave him a hand.