When Fan Ye heard the class monitor's report, he was very angry and immediately took them to see the Dean of Academic Affairs and Vice Principal Chu.
Report the situation and ask them to return to class first.
Because of this incident, the top class no longer had any feelings of separation.
After the school assembly, when they returned to the classroom, Fan Ye gave them their grade notifications. He did not give them summer homework, but a small red notebook.
When Wang Zhaozhao held his diploma, he suddenly felt that "Ah, I have graduated from junior high school."
Looking back at other classmates, a sense of sadness came over me.
Three years of being classmates will come to an end today.
For some people...this may be the last time I see them in this life.
This small diploma not only brought a shock to Wang Zhaozhao, but also made the atmosphere in the entire class noticeably dull.
“Pah.”
Fan Ye clapped his hands and asked everyone to look over.
"Don't be too sad, everyone. Graduation isn't the end, it's a new beginning. When sending graduation wishes, don't we all say 'Happy Graduation'? Everyone, be happy."
"Teacher, I'm really not happy at all." The monitor raised his hand to speak.
"So what should I do? How about I sing a song for you?"
"Teacher, can you sing pop songs?"
“No, I only sing the national anthem.”
“…”
The squad leader really didn't dare to say that it was unnecessary.
Fan Ye clapped his hands twice again, "Okay! Then I'll agree to sing the national anthem with everyone."
“…”
"Arise...Ready, Sing..."
"stand up……"
It doesn’t matter whether you are willing or not, just sing when you need to sing.
It must be said that this is also Wang Zhaozhao’s best song.
The chorus was quite powerful and enjoyable to sing.
The people in the next class might think that the top class is crazy. Who sings the national anthem at graduation?
"good!"
After the song was finished, Fan Ye cheered loudly and led the applause.
You know what, it really cheered everyone up.
"Ah..." Fan Ye let out a long sigh.
He glanced around and smiled again, "You are so outstanding. You have really saved me a lot of trouble in the past three years. I even felt sad about it.
I should still say something today, huh?
Then I wish everyone that the road ahead will be paved with flowers and as bright as summer.
In this new journey, I know you can forge ahead courageously, face challenges head-on, pursue your dreams, achieve success, and write a brilliant chapter in your life."
"stand up!"
The squad leader suddenly stood up.
Everyone stood up and bowed, "Thank you, teacher. You have worked hard. Goodbye, teacher."
Fan Ye smiled and waved his hand, "...Goodbye."
…
It was almost twelve o'clock when Wang Zhaozhao returned home.
Xie Ailian poked her head out of the kitchen and asked, "Why are you back so late?"
She wasn't asking in anger, she was just... saying hello.
Wang Zhaozhao went back to the house to put things away and went into the kitchen to help.
She first walked around the stove and saw a pot of cooked salted green beans. She pinched one and put it in her mouth. Then, while Xie Ailian was scolding her, she pinched one and gave it to Wang Chaohui who was following her.
"tasty."
The little guy's eyebrows immediately curved.
"Don't get in the way here, take Dudu out." Xie Ailian drove him away directly.
Don't expect her to help at all.
Wang Zhaozhao put some rice in a bowl, added some green beans, took the little guy out, and fed him first.
As a result, people don't want to feed it at all.
"I can eat by myself, I can eat by myself..." The little guy kept jumping around.
"Okay! But don't spill your food everywhere." Wang Zhaozhao felt a little regretful.
Alas, the little guy has grown up and doesn’t need anyone to feed him anymore.
At this time, Xie Ailian came out of the kitchen with steamed minced meat and eggs for the little guy.
Seeing the little guy holding the chopsticks crookedly and trying hard to pick up the food, I praised him, took the chopsticks away and gave him a spoon instead.
With a spoon in hand, it is super easy to use and the little guy eats it happily.
Wang Zhaozhao touched his nose.
After Wang Dahai picked the onions, washed them, and cut them in the kitchen, he was also driven out by Xie Ailian. He then came over and sat down in the pergola, watching the little guy eat and occasionally wiping his mouth.
"Grandpa, what do some grandparents, or parents, think?"
Wang Zhaozhao suddenly asked Wang Dahai.
Hearing this, Wang Dahai turned his head and looked at her.
"There was a classmate in our class who had good academic performance. Her family allowed her to go to No. 6 Middle School to study in high school because the school could give her an 800 yuan bonus."
No. 6 Middle School is very famous. Almost everyone in the several counties under the jurisdiction of Lianshan City has heard about the students of No. 6 Middle School fighting and hanging out.
"Is she a female classmate?!" Wang Dahai asked.
Wang Zhaozhao blinked. She didn’t seem to have mentioned the gender just now.
"yes."
"800 yuan is a real temptation," Wang Dahai said. "I can build a house and still have some money left over to find a good match for my son or grandson."
"Yes, a daughter's future is insignificant compared to those, right?" Wang Zhaozhao sneered angrily.
Wang Dahai didn't say anything.
Wang Zhaozhao curled her lips. "Why don't they think about the long term? Girls have good grades and can be assigned jobs after they graduate from university."
Wang Dahai was silent for a moment. "Don't think about this problem anymore. Not to mention now, in another ten or twenty years, such a thing will inevitably happen."
After all, even in this new society, there are still many people who think that daughters are born into someone else's family.
Wang Zhaozhao sighed and said leisurely, "How could I not want to? If no one wants to... forget it! Anyway, we've already told the teacher, and the school will intervene. If it really doesn't work out, Yanni can ask her dad, humph!"
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