You are my Chinese class representative

I drowned myself in the sea of ​​questions.Because when thinking about the topic, maybe I won't think about my mother or Su Mosheng.But after working hard for a day, what finally came to mind was Su Mosheng's words "study hard."

Every word of her has penetrated into the bone marrow, as if I am becoming more and more like her.I am used to making jasmine tea in a cup, I am used to writing reading notes after reading a book, and I am used to adding soy sauce to preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

I want to forget about her because that's how I get a good night's sleep.

I don't want to dream of her again, dreaming that she is still sitting in that corner of the language office, dreaming that she calls me "little idiot", dreaming that she is still cooking me porridge with preserved egg and lean meat in the kitchen of the dormitory.Then, when he woke up, he found that she was gone.

I also sent messages to "Su Lihua", but never received a reply.

Su Mosheng completely disappeared from my life.

In the end, I still experienced how painful it was to cramp and peel.

The Chinese teacher who was beaten by me was transferred away.

It was Xu Aizhi who interceded for me and asked Wang Yong not to record it in my file.But I still stood under the rostrum, facing the teachers and students of the school, and made a self-reflection.At school, many people talked about me.

"That's the one who disfigured the new Chinese teacher."

"Hey, why does she want a new Chinese teacher?"

"The new Chinese teacher scolded the previous Chinese teacher."

"Who was it before?"

"Mr. Xiao Su."

"Students miss the teacher, I can understand."

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The evaluations are both positive and negative, and the praise is nothing more than some students with poor grades think that I am good and dare to beat the teacher.The derogation comes from most of the teachers and rational classmates, who think my behavior is a little too much.But no one knows the real reason.

The school also arranged for a Chinese teacher, surnamed Zhang, an old teacher in his 50s.Su Mosheng and I often met her when we were walking.

She still has a little impression of me, but the me in her impression is a child who is eager to learn and loves Chinese.So as soon as I came to our class, I wanted me to be the class representative, but in the end I declined.Because I really can't convince myself to be a Chinese class representative for someone other than Su Mosheng.

Once she asked me, "Where did your teacher Xiao Su go?"

I could only lower my head and answer her softly: "I don't know either."

She took my hand: "Shen Tang, I know you are a person who values ​​affection."

"I miss your teacher Xiao Su very much." She put my hand in hers and patted the back of my hand.

"Then don't let her down, learn Chinese well, I believe you will meet at the top one day."

When I heard someone mentioning Su Mosheng, my eyes would still be red, but there were no more tears.

I believe in what Grandma Zhang said, holding a trace of my expectation that after I get the first place in the Chinese class, Su Mosheng will definitely look back at me.

I started to study crazily, sometimes I would learn to forget to eat, and sometimes I would learn to forget to sleep. I also became autistic, and I could no longer see other things except the topic.Xu Aizhi was worried about my health, so she specifically asked Yao Lin to pay more attention to me.

In the morning Yao Lin brought me breakfast from home, at noon she and He Yitong would take me off-campus for a casual meal, and in the evening they would take me home for dinner.

Yao Lin's mother is very kind to me and treats me like her own daughter.They will pick up food for me during dinner, and they will ask me what I want to eat one day in advance. When I buy clothes, I will buy two pieces, and I will prepare my share of delicious ones.If there is only one thing, she will definitely let Yao Lin give it to me without hesitation.But after all, I can't hug her unscrupulously, I can't cry in her arms, and I won't hear her criticize me severely.

Learning is a very reliable thing, as long as you pay for it, it will definitely pay off.Watching the scores increase one by one, and the rankings go up little by little, is the only way I can confirm that I really exist in this world.

Yao Lin tried her best to help me with my studies, would tutor me until late at night, and even made a complete counterattack plan for me, but I didn't care about how to counterattack, I just wanted to find something to do so that I would not Think about my mother again, and stop thinking about Su Mosheng.

Their family also cleared a small guest room for me, so that I can stay overnight.

Maybe it's because I was walking in the abyss, only to find that the people around me are very gentle.It is precisely because of their gentleness that they pulled me out of the abyss one by one.

I live like a hedgehog, yet yearn for love and tenderness.

The third grade classroom was moved to the top floor of the teaching building, and I could no longer see the window of the language office. I couldn’t see the person who was wearing a white shirt, canvas shoes, and nervous about introducing himself, walking on the tree-lined path, reading silently and preparing manuscript.

Every sleepless night, I would click on Su Mosheng's WeChat over and over again.

Little Vinegar King: "Old Su, my mother is gone, and the only person who blessed us is gone."

Little Vinegar King: "Old Su, please come back, I will study hard, please take care of me, please."

Little Vinegar King: "I'm sorry, I was punished today. The new Chinese teacher said bad things about you. I couldn't help but hit him."

Little Vinegar King: "You clearly promised me that you would tell me everything, why did you do so much for me but didn't say anything.

Little Vinegar King: "The next semester will be divided into arts and sciences. I chose liberal arts. I want to see the world you have seen."

Little Vinegar King: "Happy New Year's Day."

Little Vinegar King: "My head teacher is still Xu Aizhi, she is really a very gentle head teacher."

Little Vinegar King: "The Chinese teacher is Mrs. Zhang, do you still remember, the one I often meet when walking at night, she is about to retire, and she often asks me about you.

Little Vinegar King: "Today, Teacher Zhang told us about Jinse again."

Little Vinegar King: "I miss you."

Little Vinegar King: "Ching Ming Festival is coming soon."

Little Vinegar King: "Now I know that the ghosts I was afraid of when I was a child are those people who are struggling in the human body, miss them day and night but never see them again."

Little Vinegar King: "Old Su, I dreamed of you again. I dreamed that you were still sitting in that corner of the office."

Little Vinegar King: "From the day you left, I have been afraid of going to sleep. I was afraid of falling asleep, and dreamed that you were going to leave me. But I was even more afraid of waking up, because I would never see you again .”

Little Vinegar King: "I'm in my third year of high school this year, and I just finished my monthly exam."

Little Vinegar King: "The grades are out, and I entered the top [-] of the grade."

Little Vinegar King: "I got 121 in the Chinese test, and I am the first in the class."

Little Vinegar King: "The composition score is quite high, maybe because the topic is related to you."

Little Vinegar King: "There is not enough paper for me to write about things related to you."

Little Vinegar King: "That little idiot back then, seems not so stupid now."

Little Vinegar King: "But, you are not here, who can I show off these things to?"

Little Vinegar King: "The college entrance examination is over. They asked me to go to the celebration banquet. Drinking is inevitable, so I refused."

Little Vinegar King: "After you left, I never drank again, never hurt myself, and got the first place in the class in Chinese."

Little Vinegar King: "I promised you, I did it, how about you come back?"

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