Ms. Wu took a bite and her eyes lit up: "This tastes great!"
"The batter needs to be refrigerated for three hours." Gong Sirou smiled knowingly and took out a gold-stamped notebook from her handbag: "Here is the recipe."
The sunlight filtered through the strands of hair by her ears, casting tiny shadows on the notebook. As she lowered her head to write, her pearl earrings swayed gently, reflecting the warm light of the tea.
In the evening, she changed into a dark purple evening gown to prepare for a charity dinner.
As the makeup artist was applying eyeliner to her eyes, she suddenly remembered something and whispered to the housekeeper, "Remember to send the extra baked snacks to the Children's Hospital."
Then he added, "Put it in that blue and white checkered lunch box."
This is Gong Sirou’s daily life, just like her. There is no thrilling plot, but it is full of the gentleness of a peaceful life. It is a very ordinary daily life of a socialite.
But ordinariness is Gong Sirou's charm.
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The setting sun shone through the windows of Class 3 (4), dyeing the desks orange.
Wu Yuan stood in front of the trash can, holding the math simulation test that had just been handed out in his hand - 78 points.
The head teacher's scolding still echoed in my ears: "With this kind of grades, how can you still hope to get into a key university?"
He stared at the glaring red cross on the test paper, tightened his fingers, and the paper made a crisp sound under the weight. The next second, the test paper was torn into pieces and thrown into the trash can.
There were footsteps coming from the back door of the classroom.
Gong Ya walked in with a stack of homework books, her fiery red hair loosely tied around her shoulders. She glanced at the trash can, then at Wu Yuan's tense back, without saying a word.
The other teachers had all gone off work, but Gong Ya's desk lamp was still on.
She spread the test paper fragments she had picked up from the trash can on the table one by one, spent a long time gluing them back together, and then checked -
To solve the third question, Lin Yuan used the most complicated solution, but he missed the negative sign in the last step.
The next day, the corridor??.
Wu Yuan walked quickly down the corridor with his head down.
"Wu Yuan." Gong Ya stood at the corner, holding an old test paper in her hand: "Can you help me look at this question?"
He took it subconsciously. It was a monthly math test paper from two years ago - full marks, in his own handwriting.
His eyes swept over the familiar steps to solve the problem, and he suddenly froze.
On the third problem, he had also omitted the negative sign, but he had found another way to fix it. In the lower right corner, there was a red note from Gong Ya: "The solution is very clever."
"You made the same mistake before," Gong Ya said, "but at that time, you found a new way of thinking."
Lin Yuan's fingers were shaking violently.
Gong Ya gently placed the completed test paper in Wu Yuan's hand, and her fingertips paused on the wrong question circled in red.
“Look…” Her voice was as gentle as water: “Mistakes are never the end, but the creases of your thinking.”
Wu Yuan's vision blurred for a moment, and he saw the cracks glued together by tape glowing softly under the light. The answers that he had once torn into pieces now lay quietly in his palm, and every crease seemed like some kind of proof.
"I..." His Adam's apple rolled, and his fingers unconsciously stroked the paper: "I thought..."
"What do you think?" Gong Ya tilted her head slightly, a strand of red hair falling across her collarbone, where a thin silver chain was worn. "Do you think 78 points defines Wu Yuan?"
She suddenly smiled, and gentle lines appeared at the corners of her eyes: "So what is this perfect score paper? Is it a trailer for your life?"
The morning sun at the end of the corridor suddenly became very bright. Wu Yuan looked down at two test papers placed side by side - one was brand new but covered with red crosses, and the other was yellowed but had full marks written on it.
A sour feeling rose from his stomach, making his nose hurt.
On the day of the college entrance examination, outside the examination room, Wu Yuan found a note in his schoolbag.
"The answer can be rewritten, and so can you."
The handwriting was neat, with a small red minus sign in the lower right corner.
As expected, Wu Yuan was admitted to a key university.
Gong Ya has done similar things more than once.
There are also students who want to jump off a building to commit suicide due to domestic violence, top students who lose control in the exam room and tear up their test papers and leave, the class beauty who is deeply troubled by AI face-changing, and female classmates who are ostracized by other students...
With her gentleness and intelligence, Gong Ya solves the adolescent problems encountered by adolescent boys and girls in a very appropriate way that does not hurt their very fragile self-esteem.
This is Gong Ya’s daily life. Gong Ya is still as gentle as ever. Those students are so lucky to meet such a gentle teacher.
However, after today's high school graduation ceremony, Gong Ya will resign and no longer be a teacher, leaving the teaching position she has held for ten years.
There are two reasons. One is that she became a teacher because she wanted to fulfill her mother's regret of leaving the classroom early - the matter between her mother and father was a big deal back then, and Gong Ya's mother could no longer be a teacher, which has always been her mother's regret.
I have been a teacher for ten years now, and I have made up for my mother's regret.
Another reason is that many of Lin An's girls actually don't get along with each other, such as Song Chan & Jian Shui'er, and Nan Yunxuan & Xiao Xun'er. They always quarrel when they are together. As the eldest sister among the girls, she has to take the responsibility of guiding the younger sisters, resolving their conflicts, and making the palace of her beloved harmonious.
Especially since that time is approaching, she has to focus on her lover.
Whether she is a teacher or not, it is all for others. Gong Ya is still the kind girl who is always gentle to others but not to herself.
However, today Gong Ya was wearing a loose long skirt, her belly was slightly arched, and the gentleness on her face was even softer than before, with a maternal glow, which was a sign of pregnancy.
Gong Ya is a girl who has found happiness, and good people are rewarded.
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