The school grass I taught became my fanboy

Song Jingshui never expected that Yu Cheng's family left without saying goodbye.

After Yu Cheng left, Song Jingshui looked at the exercise books and books piled up like hills at home. They were all bought by Yu Cheng after they got along with each other.

But why leave without saying goodbye?

Song Jingshui squatted down to touch the exercise books, his eyes gradually filled with tears, a tear as big as a bean flowed from his left eye, thinking of what Yu Cheng had said to him back then, he murmured in a low voice: "But, parting is really true." It's so sad..."

Song Zhenbo found that his son had returned to the sullen and quiet state before. He also tried to untie the knot, but it didn't work at all.

Song Jingshui didn't like to attend classes, and turned a blind eye to the teacher's earnest words. He started to sleep in every exam, didn't answer a subject, and fell from the first noun in the school to the last.

The teachers and the headmaster all attach great importance to this issue, because this child's talent and aptitude are better than those of the previous years. Seeing him degenerate like this, as a human teacher must be very uncomfortable. I would rather be hated at this time than I hope the child will regret it later.

The teacher of each subject asked Song Jingshui some questions in class, no matter how difficult the questions were, he could answer them correctly, but he just didn't do well in the exams.

The teachers were frantic. Since the child was not a breakthrough point, they contacted Song Jingshui's father to inquire about the situation.

Knowing that a tutor who had a good relationship with him left, the teachers were actually puzzled. Why are they so serious with themselves?Why is this kid so angry?

Later, it may be that the teachers' careful teaching played a role. In Song Jingshui's third year of junior high school, he became a little normal, but he only answered two subjects, which Yu Cheng had never taught him.

I only answered two subjects, and got full marks in both subjects. Don't say how happy the teachers of those two subjects are. I talked about it with teachers of other grades in the same office, and said how much this kid cares about his subjects. He must like his lectures. etc……

During the off-duty semester of the third year of junior high school, there were a lot of exams, but Song Jingshui still only answered two subjects, and slept in other subjects.

This situation continued until Song Zhenbo told Song Jingshui that Yu Cheng was studying at Hengda University, a top university in N city.

Song Jingshui's calm face suddenly had cracks, he raised his eyes to look at Song Zhenbo, the light in his eyes was flickering.

Song Zhenbo smiled, "I knew it, you must be very happy to tell you about this."

Song Jingshui's face was calm, and he glanced unnaturally slightly from the corner of his eyes, muttering, "How can you tell that I'm happy?"

Rubbing his son's head, Song's father said earnestly, "Oh, with your current grades, let alone going to a first-class university, you are struggling even to go to high school."

Song Jingshui: "..."

Afterwards, Song Jingshui went to class full of energy every day, completed his homework on time, and took the initiative to ask the teacher when he encountered something he couldn't understand. The head teacher almost burst into tears, and kept saying, "This child finally understands the teacher's painstaking efforts." Said When it was over, the fierce girl wept.

There are so many exams in the third grade of junior high school, almost once a week or two.

Song Jingshui was the first in the second grade, first in all subjects, and second in the whole grade, all of which were several points behind him in every subject.Song Jingshui's re-impact on his grades caused a commotion in the whole school. Most of the students were just eating melons. The teachers were moved, but the only one who was distressed was the second in grade, who fell from the first place again.

As time passed, the senior high school entrance examination was slowly ushered in. Song Jingshui successfully got into the city's most excellent high school with the best grades in the city.

As soon as Song Jingshui entered school, he attracted the attention of many people. Of course, the principal also attached great importance to this seedling and asked the teachers to give him more guidance.

Song Jingshui, who is in the first year of high school, is already 17 years old. He is one or two years older than his peers. However, he has attracted the attention of many female students with his handsome appearance, aloof temperament and excellent grades. When it came to the love letter, Song Jingshui ignored it.

I have always been studying hard, and the teachers are also very curious. They don't talk so much. How can this student work so hard?

Until the history teacher found out that he was brushing the questions during the lecture, he was still brushing the compulsory second questions.She just talked about Chapter 2 of Compulsory One, she was stunned for a moment, but she still confiscated Song Jingshui's questions, and said in front of all the students: "The teacher knows that you are good at studying, but you have to listen to the lectures in class! Even if you are good Do you know that students are not qualified to not attend classes?"

Song Jingshui had no expression on his face, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, hearing what the history teacher said couldn't stir up any waves in his heart.

After class, Song Jingshui went directly to the principal and told him that he would take the college entrance examination next year, hoping that the teachers would give lectures as usual and leave him alone.

It was the first time that the principal was surprised by such a reason. He had been the principal for so many years, and it was rare for him to see students who took the college entrance examination as soon as they were freshmen.

The principal hesitated, but he couldn't believe what he said, so he stood up and patted him on the shoulder, wanting him to dispel the idea, "Son, the principal knows that you have excellent grades and a good brain, but..."

Before the principal could finish speaking, Song Jingshui raised his eyes, looked calm, stepped back unobtrusively, and looked directly at the principal: "Principal, I hope to get your affirmation."

This child is not negotiating with him, but the child informs you unilaterally, rather than asking for his opinion.Even if he didn't agree, the kid wouldn't listen to him.

The principal smiled at him, retracted the hand on his shoulder, and slowly tightened the other hand at his side. "Okay, then you have to get me into a good university."

This sentence, the principal actually had a bit of irony in it. Seeing Song Jingshui's expressionless expression, he thought to himself: "A child is a child, and you can't hear what's in the words."

In fact, Song Jingshui is just too lazy to waste expressions and emotions with others.

When all the teachers in Song Jingshui's class got the news, they all took a mocking attitude, and each of them said a sentence.

"Do you think that student is okay?" the geography teacher turned around and asked with raised eyebrows.

The history teacher squinted his eyes and shook his head, tapped his fingers on the table, "That kid is too proud and lacks training, I don't think so, don't get admitted to any bad school, it will humiliate our school." reputation."

The politics teacher took off his coat and slowly sat back on the chair, refuting the history teacher's words: "You are too harsh, it's not insulting to the school's reputation, it's just that the kid has his own pursuit, why did you say it so badly?"

The history teacher's expression was displeased, and he slammed his fingers on the table and stopped tapping, "Then you think he can do it?"

The political teacher pursed his lips and fell silent.Seeing his pursed mouth, the female history teacher folded her arms and sneered.

The physics teacher frowned, and also held objections, "The student's talent is good, but he doesn't listen to the class every day, and only cares about doing the questions by himself. The starting point is quite high, but it's a pity that he will be ruined by his character in the future."

The biology teacher and the math teacher nodded together, "I think so too."

Several other teachers looked at Song Jingshui's homeroom English teacher in unison.The English teacher was embarrassed by them, just put his slender hand next to his lips and coughed dryly, without expressing his opinion, neither supporting nor denying it.

In winter, Song Jingshui caught a cold, and even though he was coughing all the time, he was still working hard to read books and brush up questions. The head teacher felt distressed when he saw it.She bought a new thermos, filled it with rock sugar Sydney water for Song Jingshui, and bought some cold medicine and cough medicine to put on his desk.

She brought the water glass in front of Song Jingshui, and said softly: "You have to study moderately, you are still sick, how can you study hard if you don't take good care of your body."

Song Jingshui's eyelashes trembled slightly, his hand holding the pen tightened, his indifferent face softened, he smiled at the head teacher, "Thank you teacher."

Seeing Song Jingshui smiling at her, the female teacher's motherhood was suddenly aroused, especially when she was just preparing to conceive after being married for so long, she also hoped to have a child like Song Jingshui.

Since then, the head teacher paid special attention to Song Jingshui and helped him from time to time.And she also believes that Song Jingshui will have great achievements in the future.

……

Time flies, and there are only two months left before the college entrance examination.Before that, Song Jingshui did not take the exam every time. In the last two months, he applied for skipping grades and skipped directly to the third year of senior high school. familiar subject.

After the exam, Song Jingshui read the books and brushed up the questions as usual.

When grading the papers, the teacher looked at the nearly perfect test paper and pondered for a long time.The mathematics teacher of the third year of high school turned to ask the Chinese teacher of the third year of high school next to him, with a somewhat doubtful tone, "Mr. Xie, have you approved the paper for that Song Tiao grader?"

The Chinese teacher glanced at the test paper, she felt that she was crazy busy, there were too many words and her mind was a little messed up, she scratched her hair and answered, "What's wrong?"

The math teacher didn't relax his frown, shook his head and said, "It's okay." He returned to his seat and looked at the test paper, sighing that it was incredible.

After about half an hour, the Chinese teacher said something that didn't fit her quiet temperament: "Damn, what did you want to say, Mr. Xie?! Tell me!"

"That high-grade student, whose grades are the same as the student who has been ranked first in mathematics in the third year of high school... is tied for full marks..." The math teacher's surprise still hasn't recovered, and Fa suddenly realized that the Chinese teacher even swears, and asked: "Mr. Xiao Ning, what did you say just now...?"

Teacher Xiao Ning looked at the Chinese test paper that was close to full marks. The handwriting was clean and tidy. Just looking at this test paper felt very comfortable.She pushed her black-rimmed glasses, slapped the table hard and said, "This grade skipper ranked first in this exam with a score of 140. Oh my God, this is the first time I've seen such a high score. "

The two teachers eased their emotions for a long time, and then they immediately went to Li Zong to ask Song Jingshui's comprehensive score. When they heard the comprehensive score, the two of them froze in place again.

"That grade skipping student has a full score of 300 in science and technology. To be honest, the other two teachers and I were scared, and it took a long time to calm down." The physics teacher looked at the math teacher and Chinese teacher who came to visit suddenly. He forgot to drink it, and he asked suspiciously: "You don't go to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, why did the two of you come together today to ask Song Jingshui, a grade-jumping student, about his grades?"

"Do you know what his math score is?" The Chinese teacher looked at the three teachers of Wuhuasheng, his right hand unconsciously tightened, feeling the tense blood flow to his limbs.

The three teachers didn't care, and couldn't help but sneered and said, "Mr. Xiao Ning, you speak so mysteriously. Maybe it will make us think that he got full marks in the exam." Seeing that Teacher Xiao Ning's face was serious and serious When the three teachers finally realized that something was wrong, they slowly straightened up and asked a little seriously: "Then... how many points did he get in the test?"

"The full score is 150 points." He took a deep breath and said.

The three teachers were so shocked that their jaws were about to drop, and their eyes couldn't believe it. They were stunned and slowly turned to look at the math teacher.The math teacher calmed down at this time, seeing the expressions of the three of them, he couldn't help laughing, "Do you want to know how many points he has scored in Chinese?"

The three nodded together.The biology teacher felt that his palms were full of sweat, the physics teacher held his hands together and looked at Teacher Xie nervously, and the other one raised his ears to listen carefully.

"No. 140 in this grade, [-] points."

"True or false! Teacher Despise overreacted, and his glasses almost fell off his face.

Several teachers were dumbfounded to each other in the office. When a teacher came in and saw their weird expressions, when he asked, he was also dumbfounded. One by one went in and the other was dumbfounded.

The principal also found out about this, and talked to Song Jingshui. There was no sarcasm in his words, but he kindly and gently expressed his trust in Song Jingshui, and as the principal, he would fully support him.

Song Jingshui's results this time, including every one of them, were outstanding, which made people feel terrible, as if they were on the hook.Every time the grades were not announced, I just told Song Jingshui alone, after all, I was afraid that senior high school students would feel crisis and low self-esteem because of the excellent grades of a senior high school student, and it would be bad if they failed the college entrance examination.

However, as Song Jingshui's former head teacher, of course she has the right to know. When she learned that her English score was 145, she was overjoyed.

She knew that Song Jingshui had that ability

And because she took care of Song Jingshui when she caught a cold, she received a customized pink BMW a few years later, which made the teachers and students in the school envious.Of course, this is all for later.

The other high school teachers who knew about Song Jingshui's grades were all speechless and their arrogance disappeared. The history teacher who had ridiculed Song Jingshui was just silent and embarrassed to speak, and looked at the textbook with his head lowered.The other teachers also shook their heads with shy smiles and said that they shouldn't underestimate a person so lightly.

Soon, the college entrance examination ended, and a long time later, after the college entrance examination results came out, Song Jingshui became No. 740 in the province's science subjects with a naked score of 1.After knowing this score, the two top universities, Jiang University and Nantah University, came to Song Jingshui's senior high school dignitaries.

You said what I said, and started to rob people, the principal was also happy, rubbing his hands back and forth excitedly.For the first time, the two top universities came to their school to dignify people, it is really too honorable.

It's a pity that Song Jingshui came here just to say sorry, he has a target school.

The teachers from the top two universities expressed their pity, but they also respected the opinions of the students themselves.

Song Jingshui only had one university in his application...

n Shiheng is large.

God knows how much Song Jingshui looks forward to the start of school, how much he wants to see that boy he loves and hates.

After school started, I found out that Yu Cheng was teaching No. 305, waiting for class.Song Jingshui didn't say how excited he was, he went to that classroom without hesitation. When he first entered the class, he had already become the focus of everyone's eyes, but his eyes were only on the boy leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

The others couldn't help covering their mouths, and the focus followed his figure.

He walked over and stopped at the boy's desk.The edges and corners are sharp, and the black eyes are deep, but only the figure of the young man in front of him is reflected in the eyes.

He stretched out his hand and knocked twice on the boy's table, and saw the boy raise his head without any surprise. That delicate and handsome face was the person he dreamed of seeing.Song Jingshui lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, with a playful and evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly approached the young man, who looked indifferent but unavoidable, and asked him, "Why are you so close to me?"

Song Jingshui has never been happier than today, his eyes are smiling, and his slightly lowered charming voice floats into the ears of the young man, with a bit of pampering and wildness that squeezes people's hearts, "Brother, long time no see, I miss you."

He saw the panicked expression of the person in front of him for a moment.Song Jingshui's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and from the pursed lips and the raised eye ends, it could still be seen that he himself was very happy at the moment.

Song Jingshui's beautiful eyes met Yu Cheng's amber eyes, and Yu Cheng could see it from inside...

Deep love and the urge to pinch myself to death.

But Yu Cheng also knew that he might not be able to escape the child Song Jingshui in his life.

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