Chapter 119 Mom, I pick up garbage to raise you 21

Zhou Feng has forgotten the specific content of "The Dancing Elephant".

But he still vaguely remembers

that afternoon, when the Chinese teacher left the classroom, he took out the homework paper from the front row and laughed and read the story on the homework paper to the whole class.

"You are so clumsy, how can you dance?"

He repeated this sentence three times.

*

Yao Liangcai pursed his lips and his body trembled due to excessive shock.

When Zhou Feng was reading the story, he rushed over with a big laugh to compete with Zhou Feng for the homework paper. In the process of the two playing, the thin paper was torn in half by him and stepped on, leaving footprints.

Fei Shuyun turned around, wanting to see Jiang Fanyue's expression at the moment, but at the last moment she lost the courage to look Jiang Fanyue in the face.

At that time, she stood beside Zhou Feng and Yao Liangcai, watching them laugh and clapping until the farce ended.

"But I just want to dance."

I want to dance, but I will be laughed at.

*

The exam time is approaching, and other teachers are leaving the office with test papers and thermoses. Xu Kangtai is still sitting in the office, his eyes fixed on the newspaper, his mind blank.

He tried to recall in chaos, and that day seemed to be the day before the holiday.

Because of the long holiday coming up, people's hearts are inevitably floating, and he was a little casual when marking homework.

When the words of the elephant and the little elephant entered his mind, Xu Kangtai didn't even read it carefully, and casually gave a D on the homework. He used this incident as a typical example to criticize Jiang Fanyue, and threatened that if she wrote such things in her homework again, she would invite her parents to the school.

"Can the little elephant dance?"

If she insisted on dancing, she would be criticized.

*

There was an English test this morning, which was the subject Jiang Fanyue was the worst at, so she had been reading the collection of wrong questions she had compiled.

As she was reading it seriously, a harsh scratching sound rang in her ears.

Jiang Fanyue raised her head casually, but saw Zhou Feng looking at her with shock on his face.

That expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Then, Fei Shuyun and Yao Liangcai also turned their heads, with the same expression.

Jiang Fanyue raised her eyebrows and turned her eyes slightly.

Sure enough, the three of them were holding newspapers in their hands.

Ever since she decided to rewrite Yiyi's story, she knew she would encounter similar scenes.

Even in the face of denial, ridicule, and criticism, Yiyi still insisted on her dream. Until today, it finally danced in front of the elephants.

***

The invigilator walked into the classroom from the front door holding a blank paper. When she noticed Zhou Feng standing there in a daze, she patted the podium and asked everyone to sit down and prepare to start the test.

Zhou Feng sat down dizzy.

Yao Liangcai stared at the English paper, completely unable to concentrate.

Fei Shuyun was listening to the English listening test, and she felt like someone was chattering in her ear.

Jiang Fanyue was lucky. Whether it was listening or reading comprehension, she had encountered similar test points during the review stage, so she was able to do the questions easily.

After finishing the whole paper, Jiang Fanyue still had enough time to check the answers again.

Dinglingling -

the bell for handing in the papers rang, and the invigilator collected the papers and left. Many students shouted that they wanted to go to eat, and Erniu also ran to find Jiang Fanyue from the next class.

Jiang Fanyue walked up to Erniu, held her hand, and walked happily to the cafeteria.

In a flash, only Zhou Feng and the other two were left in the classroom.

The three looked at each other.

"It's really her..." After a long time, Yao Liangcai spoke with difficulty and broke the silence.

"Well..." Fei Shuyun responded.

"So what if it's her." Zhou Feng said stubbornly, "Can't we just pretend that we didn't notice anything?"

Fei Shuyun sneered, "With your exaggerated reaction just now, do you have the nerve to say that you didn't notice anything?"

Zhou Feng: "...If you don't pretend to be confused, do you still want to apologize to Jiang Fanyue?"

After this, the three of them fell silent again.

The students who went to lunch returned to the classroom one after another. They had to take another subject in the afternoon. Some chose to continue reviewing, and some chose to lie on the table and take a nap.

Fei Shuyun's mind was a little confused, and he sat there in a daze.

The classmate looked at her several times, and finally couldn't help but patted her arm: "What's wrong with you? You have been a little absent-minded today?"

Fei Shuyun opened and closed her mouth several times, wanting to tell her classmate about the newspaper

, but shook her head when the words came to her lips: "Nothing, I'm not in a good mood because I failed the English test." The classmate thought about it and suggested: "If you can't review, why don't you read the newspaper to calm down?"

Fei Shuyun pursed her lips and finally picked up the newspaper again.

Yao Liangcai and Zhou Feng noticed her action, and for some reason, they also picked up the newspaper.

I want to dedicate the story to the courageless children in the world and the adults who were once children, because the author of the story was once one of them.

In the office, Xu Kangtai sat in the same posture for a long time.

He has been a teacher for more than 20 years.

Over the years, he gradually developed a stubborn and dictatorial character.

Because for children aged twelve or thirteen, teachers represent a kind of authority, and they dare not contradict him at will.

Occasionally, some naughty children would be forced to apologize by their parents after he called their parents to come to school.

A few months ago, the math teacher told him that the author of "Grandpa Big Tree" was Jiang Fanyue, but what was his reaction at the time?

His first reaction was to not believe it.

How could the students he taught do something that even he couldn't do?

Later, he kept paying attention to the author Jiang Fanyue in secret, but never thought of asking his student Jiang Fanyue for confirmation in person.

Obviously, he could get the accurate answer by just asking a random question before or after class, but he took a roundabout way instead of the direct one.

The math teacher returned to the office with the test paper and asked with a smile: "Teacher Xu, aren't you going to eat yet?"

Glancing at the newspaper in front of Xu Kangtai, she said: "Are you reading the newspaper? Have you finished grading your Chinese papers?"

Xu Kangtai came back to his senses and replied with the last sentence: "They are all finished. Teacher Zhang from the next class is in charge of the statistics and should bring the report card over soon."

The math teacher nodded and was about to continue grading her math paper when Xu Kangtai turned around and handed her a newspaper: "Teacher Zhou, can you spare some time to help me see why this article is so well written?"

"You are a Chinese teacher, do you still need me to help you?" The math teacher joked.

Xu Kangtai felt a pain in his chest and couldn't keep the smile on his face.

Before Xu Kangtai took the newspaper back, the math teacher reached out to take it, looked down and said: "'Grandpa Tree Left in Winter'? Hey, didn't I recommend this article to you several months ago?"

"Yes, have you read it?"

"Yes, and I have to tell you that I almost cried when I read it."

Xu Kangtai gritted his teeth and finally said what he was thinking: "Don't you think this article is childish? The writing is not good either."

The math teacher was stunned and organized his words: "What you said may indeed be its shortcomings. But when I was reading this article, I was completely moved by its emotions, and I didn't pay any attention to the forms you mentioned."

This time it was Xu Kangtai's turn to be stunned.

The math teacher didn't notice Xu Kangtai's abnormality and continued, "Also, did this author write "Wishing Mirror"? My granddaughter likes to read her novels very much. She said that every story she wrote can touch the hearts of children. Every time the newspaper comes out, she hugs the newspaper and shouts "Sister Jiang Fanyue". My granddaughter said that "Wishing Mirror" has been very popular in her class recently. When their Chinese teacher organized a reading activity, he also picked out the story in "Wishing Mirror" to read to them... Teacher Xu, are you still listening?"

Xu Kangtai came back to his senses and squeezed out a smile for a long time: "Yes, yes."

"If the author is Jiang Fanyue from Class 1, you as her Chinese teacher will definitely be in the spotlight, and our junior high school will also have a celebrity. For so many years, our Jixiang Middle School has never shown its face in the city, and the principal is also ashamed."

The math teacher sighed, and when she saw that Xu Kangtai did not say anything else, she lost interest in the conversation and lowered her head to correct the math papers, trying to finish them before the students went on winter vacation.

Xu Kangtai moved his body and sat up stiffly.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he began to read "The Dancing Elephant".

He read very slowly, almost word by word.

The writing style that he once criticized has been transformed.

Smooth, comfortable, and free and easy.

It doesn't seem like he is writing a novel, but rather like using words to present an animated film to the readers.

The childishness that he once despised has disappeared.

It is about the story of the little elephant Yiyi and other animals, but it seems to be about the various aspects of life.

The authoritarian old elephant king who used repressive education to teach the little elephant made Xu Kangtai feel a strange sense of substitution.

Before escaping from the elephant herd, Yiyi accused the old elephant king in front of all the tribesmen:

"All animals make mistakes, but you are wrong in being too arrogant, not trusting your students, and not knowing how to appreciate the strengths of your students."

"Teaching and educating people, you have only barely achieved academic teaching. The disaster of the elephant herd started with you!"

At this point, the story is not over.

In the cold weather, Xu Kangtai actually broke out in a cold sweat and his teeth were trembling.

"Teacher Xu, are you okay? If you are not feeling well, go back and rest early." The Chinese teacher of the second class next door came in with the report card and was shocked by Xu Kangtai's out-of-control appearance.

Xu Kangtai wiped his forehead: "I... I'm fine, Teacher Zhang, have

you counted the results?" "Don't push yourself too hard." Teacher Zhang advised again, then raised the report card and said with a little bit of sourness, "Teacher Xu, your class has a good seedling this time. A student named Jiang Fanyue actually scored 116 points. This score can easily rank in the top ten in the city."

Xu Kangtai's lips trembled, and he almost didn't breathe.

***

The bell for handing in the paper rang, and the last subject of this semester was finally finished.

Although the difficulty of the test paper was acceptable to Jiang Fanyue, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She was about to put all the stationery on the table into her schoolbag, and when she turned around, she saw Yao Rong standing outside the corridor in a light gray windbreaker, holding a long umbrella covered with snow.

In the past few months, not only Jiang Fanyue has changed dramatically, but Yao Rong has also changed.

A light gray windbreaker is not fashionable, but with Yao Rong's calm and relaxed gestures, it is particularly eye-catching. Many students in the class looked at her curiously, guessing who in the class was the mother.

"Mom, why are you here?" Jiang Fanyue ran to Yao Rong with her schoolbag on her back and said in surprise.

Yao Rong smiled at her, bowed slightly, and said, "I have good news to tell you. I went to No. 1 Middle School today. The principal of No. 1 Middle School said that he could give you a certificate so that you can transfer to the city to study next semester. Are you willing to go?"

Yao Rong had told Jiang Fanyue before that she would move to the city in the new year.

The mother and daughter depended on each other, and Jiang Fanyue would definitely go to the city with Yao Rong. In this way, it would be inconvenient for Jiang Fanyue to stay in Jixiang Middle School.

However, Jiang Fanyue didn't expect that she could enter No. 1 Middle School.

That is the best junior high school in the city.

As if she saw Jiang Fanyue's doubt, Yao Rong raised her voice slightly: "I bought a house near the No. 1 Middle School in the city, and asked Editor Xiao to write a letter of recommendation to prove that you are the author of "Wishing Mirror" and "The Dancing Elephant". The principal of No. 1 Middle School said that as long as your total score at the end of the term is not less than 550, you can be admitted smoothly."

The math teacher came to Class 1 with the corrected papers, and almost sprained her waist when she heard this.

Most of the students in Class 1 did not leave, because Yao Rong did not lower her voice, and many people heard her words. So after looking at Jiang Fanyue with shocked eyes for a while, they couldn't help but secretly glance at Fei Shuyun, Yao Liangcai and Zhou Feng.

Especially Fei Shuyun and Yao Liangcai.

Everyone in the class knew that they liked "Wishing Mirror".

Everyone in the class also knew that one of them was very incompatible with Jiang Fanyue, and one of them had nicknamed Jiang Fanyue and spread many bad words about Jiang Fanyue.

Fei Shuyun and the other two had changing expressions, and the regret finally appeared clearly on their faces.