Yuan Xiaoyi hummed and said, "Actually, I've been in the vocational college for so many days and I know what the students here are like. I've prepared myself mentally, but I still can't bear it when I really face it." Then she looked into the distance and said seriously, "I should make my heart stronger." At this moment, Yuan Xiaoyi really didn't look like a teacher at all. Such words can only be said in front of friends. So I smiled too: "I will definitely support you to the end."
We walked and chatted all the way. I learned that Yuan Xiaoyi was 22 years old. It turned out that she had just graduated from college and was assigned to be a teacher here. I smiled and asked her, "Do you regret coming here?" Yuan Xiaoyi said, "To be honest, I do regret it a little. But since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. Other teachers can stay, so of course I can too." When we arrived at the infirmary, the doctor was already very familiar with treating these wounds. He quickly disinfected and bandaged me. The whole process took no more than five minutes. After that, he hid aside to read the newspaper. Yuan Xiaoyi and I came out, and she asked me again, "If you go back now, will they still cause trouble for you?" I thought about Jia Tai's bad mouth. Who knows what he said to the boys in the class again. I guess this storm is not over yet. Teacher Gu's appearance only delayed it for a while, which is a temporary solution. So I said, "I guess they will, but I'm not afraid."
Yuan Xiaoyi said, "You young people are too impulsive. You need some time to calm down. How about this? You go to my dormitory and sit for a while. Then you can go back to the classroom later. It should be fine." I thought to myself, Teacher Yuan, it's not as easy as you think. Jia Tai hates me so much now. Even if I go back three days later, he will still make things difficult for me. But since Yuan Xiaoyi had said this, I was embarrassed to refuse, so I said, "Okay." So, Yuan Xiaoyi and I walked towards the staff dormitory again.
The teachers' dormitory building is located a little further back, close to the college campus. After entering the dormitory building, the corridor is a little dark, and some brooms, gas tanks and other things can be vaguely seen. It feels like a small family area. On the third floor, Yuan Xiaoyi took out the key and opened the door. As soon as she entered, she could smell a fresh fragrance. This is not the smell of perfume, but the smell of body odor from a girl. After all, I have come into contact with several girls recently, so I can tell them apart at once. Yuan Xiaoyi's dormitory is simple and tidy, with just a bed, a desk, a bookcase, and some small things.
Yuan Xiaoyi walked to the window and opened the curtains, and the dormitory was completely bright. She pointed at the bed and said, "Sit down." Her dormitory was not big, so she could only sit on the bed. I sat down and looked around her dormitory. It felt too clean. I could imagine that Yuan Xiaoyi must be a diligent person. The sheets were spotless. I didn't dare to move my butt to avoid wrinkling them. Yuan Xiaoyi poured me a glass of water and said to put it on the desk to cool down first. Then she came over and sat next to me.
We started chatting again. Yuan Xiaoyi asked me: "You seem to be quite well behaved, unlike the legends. How did you do so many horrible things?" I smiled and said: "What did you hear?" Yuan Xiaoyi said: "It's about the things you did in Chenggao and Beiqi. It doesn't seem like something a student like you can do." I smiled bitterly and said: "You misunderstood me. In fact, I'm not as well behaved as I seem. If you push me into a corner, I can do anything." When I said this, it might be a conditioned reflex. I unconsciously increased the tone of my voice, which sounded a little bit vicious. Yuan Xiaoyi was obviously stunned for a moment.
I also realized that I might have scared Yuan Xiaoyi. A girl like her probably had never met a boy like me from elementary school to college. I quickly said, "Teacher Yuan, I am very fierce to my enemies, but I am very good to my friends." Yuan Xiaoyi also laughed: "Yeah, I can see that!" After chatting for a while, I glanced at the wall next to the bookcase, where there was a wooden guitar hanging. At that time, I had never seen this thing around me. I felt that only people in college played it, so I said with some surprise: "Teacher Yuan, can you play the guitar?" Yuan Xiaoyi immediately said: "Yes, I will play a song for you." Then she walked over, took the guitar down, and plucked it with her hands, as if she was tuning it. After tuning it for a while, she felt that it was about right, and asked me: "What songs do you like to listen to?" At that time, Richie Jen's "Sad Pacific" and "I am a Fish" were popular, so I ordered these two songs.
Yuan Xiaoyi brushed her hair, crossed her legs, and began to sing. Although I don't know much about music, I still like to listen to songs. When I heard Yuan Xiaoyi singing, I felt that she was very talented and must have practiced. Yuan Xiaoyi played the guitar and sang with great temperament. In today's words, she was very artistic. After singing these two songs, Yuan Xiaoyi asked me what other songs I wanted to hear. I said, "Teacher Yuan, what is your best song? Sing it for me."
Yuan Xiaoyi plucked the strings twice and said, "Then I'll sing you 'Olive Tree'." Then, a sad prelude sounded. "Don't ask me where I come from, my hometown is far away..." In fact, by the time I was there, 'Olive Tree' was no longer very popular, but it was said to have been very popular in the late 1980s. I haven't heard this song many times, only on TV and radio, and never specifically looked for it to listen to. Now when Yuan Xiaoyi sings it, the feeling can only be described in two words: amazing.
I have to say that Yuan Xiaoyi's singing of this song is much more emotional than Richie Jen's. I was immersed in the sad atmosphere of the song unconsciously, as if I was wandering in a foreign land, suffering from loneliness. I think Yuan Xiaoyi's ability to sing so well must be related to her experience. Singing is something that can only be sung well if you have feelings and life. Just like when I sang "The World's No. 1", because I can easily call hundreds of people, singing this song is particularly powerful.
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