tear up a white paper

In the next few days, the senior high school entrance examination, the whole school will be on vacation for three days, Han Fei is happy to be at ease, and locks himself in the dormitory to paint.

After the college entrance examination was closed, the whole school went back to the nervous and flustered study.Han Fei has [-] classes a week, distributed in the first and second grades of high school and high school. On average, each class has one art class a week. Fei selected suitable students from them and enrolled them in art classes.

But Han Fei lacked interest.

Wang Bin saw it and didn't urge him.

The principal doesn't care, let alone others.

Han Fei's classes are concentrated in the fourth quarter in the morning and the first three quarters in the afternoon. From Monday to Friday, not only when the class is overtime, but he is almost continuous. Fortunately, the school is very humane and does not check the attendance of teachers who are overtime. Therefore, there is no During class, Han Fei was almost always in the dormitory.After waking up in the morning, he prepares lessons in the dormitory, and then goes to class. When he comes back from class in the afternoon, he continues to paint his unfinished paintings. Such days are very fulfilling.

The filling was too much, and soon, he cleared it at a speed visible to the naked eye, but soon he became a habit again, completely adapted to such a high-intensity continuous rotation.

After class this morning, he took his textbooks and walked to the dormitory as usual. There were still two hours before the afternoon class started, and he could sleep for a while in these two hours.But as soon as he walked out of the teaching building, he was surrounded by a group of people!

"!" Before Han Fei could see clearly, he was blindfolded and pulled aside.There was a rustling "shh" in my ears.These voices are so familiar!Han Fei smiled secretly, stopped struggling, followed their wishes, and was "kidnapped" to the destination: Yingyuan.

The cherry garden is not big. It is the only garden for entertainment in this school. There are five cherry trees in it. There is only one stone table in the center and four stone benches around the stone table. It was originally prepared to communicate psychological problems between the head teacher and the students. The environment is very good, small and secret, through the gaps of the cherry trees, you can see the road from the teaching area to the dormitory area, and the standard plastic track and field on the opposite side of the road.However, no one from the school came here to communicate with the students' problems, but many students came here quietly to spend the days before and after the moon, so the cherry garden later became the school's key investigation place, and over time, it was abandoned.

Han Fei was forced to sit down, smiling and waiting for his eyes to be liberated, wondering what happened to the children, why did they suddenly come to him together? !

"Happy birthday!"

"!" Han Fei opened his eyes, and in front of him were his students, fifteen of them, no more than one less, each took a piece of triangular cake produced by the cake shop in the school cafeteria, looked at him with a smile, and said in unison : "Teacher, happy birthday!"

More than a dozen children yelled and put together the triangular cakes in their hands to form a square double-layer cake. They did not know where they conjured up a colorful candle, inserted it in the center, and lit it up. Urging: "Teacher, make a wish and make a wish, we haven't had lunch yet!"

"You..." Now, he wanted to scold them, but he didn't know where to start.

lunch.

They made him a birthday cake for lunch.

Han Fei was a little moved. Ever since Han Bin came home, no one had celebrated his birthday except his father.

On his birthday last year, not long after his father passed away, he had no intention of celebrating his birthday at all.

The year before...the year before last, his "Gobi Sea" won a big prize...then...my father fell ill and was hospitalized.

How time flies!

He covered his face to prevent himself from losing his composure, and finally held back his tears. Junior high school, high school, university... Since he left home, on March 10rd for so many years, no matter how far his campus is, his father always took time out During the exercise time between classes in the morning, I showed up outside his classroom on time, took a small birthday cake, took him to the school garden, and spent the short [-] minutes with him.

After calming down, he closed his eyes, clasped his hands together and made a wish to the "birthday cake" on the stone table.

"May you all have your own dreams."

"Two may you all move towards your dreams and make them come true."

"Three wishes that we can all live as ourselves!"

After finishing speaking, Han Fei couldn't hold back after all, two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.

On his birthday, seeing the cake on campus...he missed his father even more.

"Teacher, you don't always play cards according to common sense! You are always so different!" Qian Hui shouted, and everyone turned over tissues, distributed them to each other, and wiped their tears.

They didn't know why the teacher was crying, but they couldn't help crying along with them, just like looking at the work "Father" in the teacher's introduction in the school window, they were deeply touched but beyond words.

"Why didn't you want us to be admitted to the ideal university!" Jin Cheng first wiped away tears, and said, she took out a form, which was the college entrance examination report card.Pushing her glasses, she said happily, "Teacher, it's such a good day, wish me a normal performance!"

Her grades in cultural subjects were not bad, and she was originally an upper-middle student. Back then, she had a fierce fight with the head teacher over the matter of learning art.Han Fei took a look, her ranking could not be seen in the form, but her score was indeed not bad!

"!" Han Fei smiled and said, "Okay. I hope you are not proud, play steadily and play normally!"

"The teacher can't be partial, I want to!"

……

A group of children were clamoring, each with a triangular cake, surrounded Han Fei asking him for Xiaozao's blessing, and Han Fei was also given a piece of cake.He glanced at it, no one was empty-handed, thought for a while, understood the origin of the No. 16 cake, and smiled with the corners of his mouth bent.He blessed each of them one by one, and ate cake with them. The lunch break was over, but he was happy.

He had a very happy birthday.

By the time of the first class in the afternoon, when Han Fei walked into the classroom, the smile on his face hadn't faded away, causing all the students in the class to look at him.

"Teacher, what happened? Why are you so happy!"

"?" Han Fei raised his eyebrows, with a little smile on his lips, and said, "I won't tell you!"

He just smiled lightly.

"!" The students below exploded!

"Teacher, you fouled!"

"Why is it so beautiful, it's simply too much!"

"Teacher, it's shameful to be cute!"

"Ah, my nosebleed! Teacher, you must be responsible!"

"A statue that has stepped out of the altar!"

"Blooming high mountain flowers!"

"The banished immortal who jumped off the altar!"

"Teacher is so handsome, you are a god!"

……

"???" Han Fei shook his head secretly, he really didn't know what they were talking about!

He had a hard time studying these three classes in the afternoon, because the students who would only sleep every time in class suddenly stopped sleeping, as if they had been beaten into chicken blood, and all of them stared at him brightly, attracting attention. Let him talk, and you can hear some strange voices from time to time.

Strange things!

After class, Han Fei found that there were many students secretly looking at him, and even on the way back to the dormitory, some students looked at him from time to time.Suddenly, Han Fei became the school's scenery again, no matter where he went, there were countless eyes behind him.

"teacher……"

Yuan Hua squatted at the door of Han Fei's dormitory, wearing a round inch of thorn grass, a white long-sleeved T-shirt, and black sports trousers. He looked like a big carrot that had been chopped in half.Seeing Han Fei came back, he looked at him sadly.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Fei opened the door.

Yuan Hua followed him into the room and said, "What did you do again, why did you become the focus again!"

"...I didn't!" What!Han Fei couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't do anything!

"Why don't you beat me up again!"

"!" Han Fei laughed, what are you talking about, no one is looking for a beating, he said: "It's not worth it, I beat you, I have to do a self-criticism at the school meeting, it's embarrassing."

"..." The farce half a year ago suddenly came back to the minds of the two of them, and they both laughed at the same time.

"Teacher—" Yuan Hua followed Han Fei in a murmur, watched him put his textbooks and wash his hands, and said, "I don't even want to graduate."

"Why?" Han Fei wiped his hands, turned his head and glanced at Yuan Hua who was blocking the door of the bathroom. If he didn't graduate, what was he thinking? !

"I'm gone, but you're still here, and you're good to others." Thinking that in just one afternoon, Han Fei became the focus of the whole school again, and no matter where he went, he could hear others talking about him, Yuan Hua said Unhappy, how could he treat others well without him!

He snorted, "I don't want to."

"You're talking nonsense again!" Han Fei sneered, pointing to the desk and pulling out the chair, he sat down, and said, "Bring the paper."

"..." Yuan Hua still kept his mouth shut, but when he thought of his exam papers, he felt a little complacent. He held up his chin and spread out several sets of papers on the desk, motioning Han Fei to read them by himself.

"..." Han Fei murmured secretly, but he didn't show anything on his face. However, after seeing the scores in one subject, Han Fei immediately understood that he was waiting for him to praise him.

What a child!

Very smart kid!

Han Fei pinched a pencil and began to mark next to the wrong topic.

“0371-59-18，0472-13-20……”袁华看着一串串数字，怪道：“老师，你写的这是什么？”

"Crack it yourself."

"And what if I never knew?"

"Then I don't know."

"...No, teacher..." Yuan Hua shouted, habitually playing a rogue first.But he just yelled, he already knew Han Fei's temper very well, and no one would want him to talk about things he decided not to say, no matter if he was coquettish or coquettish, it wouldn't change anything.And the questions he gave were definitely not to embarrass him, he just made him take the initiative to think.He began to think about the series of strange numbers again.

But for the time being... he still can't think of it.

"teacher……"

"Okay, you go back to the classroom."

"..." Yuan Hua pouted, sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a child who didn't ask for candy, lying on the ground, if he doesn't leave, he won't leave!

"..." Han Fei laughed, poked his temple with his finger, and said, "You did well in the exam, keep up the good work!"

Yuan Huaxi smiled and said cheerfully, "I am the eighth grader and the eighth grader. They are all dumbfounded. Their eyes are really big like copper bells. It makes me laugh so hard!"

"Okay, good job. Then No.8, which school are you going to take?" Han Fei asked casually, suddenly looking away.

He almost forgot that Yuan Hua was going abroad and not going to university in China.

"Teacher, I don't want to go abroad, I..."

"Go to class." Han Fei waved his hand to let Yuan Hua go.

"I..." Seeing that Han Fei really didn't want to say anything more, Yuan Hua could only leave in a daze.

He is very contradictory.

He didn't want to go abroad, and he didn't want to continue on the path that his family had arranged for him.He doesn't even want to graduate, why would he want to go to a foreign country!

But he didn't know what to do. He had to graduate, and he couldn't take it seriously. In order to prevent Han Fei from being kind to others, he didn't want to make progress and spent his whole life sweeping the ground in Jiusi Middle School.

Chapter 20