Her efforts and dedication to her students drew collective rejection and ridicule from some teachers. During award selections and commendations, the teachers would collude with the students, and the students naturally chose not to make things difficult for their teachers, rather than constantly monitoring them.
For thirteen years, Teacher Zhu has not given up and has persisted at the grassroots level. Finally, the principal saw his perseverance, but it was too late.
Fu Yiwei learned about everything Wen Xi had experienced at school, and also about the math teacher who had always encouraged her. He expressed his gratitude to the math teacher.
Handing over a business card, Fu Yiwei glanced at the teacher across from him, who was only 35 years old but had many gray hairs: "Thank you for encouraging my sister at school. I hope you can find a better place to go."
Teacher Zhu quickly waved her hand: "Student Fu, I can't accept this."
Fu Yiwei placed the business card on the corner of the table: "Teacher Zhu, this is just an interview opportunity. Whether you can successfully apply for the job depends on yourself. You are 35 years old. Over the years, because of these things at the school, your efforts have not been rewarded."
Teacher Zhu's eyes were slightly red, as if she was recalling something: "I love this job and I never thought about getting anything in return."
Fu Yiwei: "Teacher, your husband has always been very supportive of your work, but you also have a child to take care of. I hope you can receive better treatment. I apologize for offending you, but I just think you are a good teacher and should not be buried in this kind of place. Dreams do not exist in only one way. Just consider it as giving yourself another chance to realize your dreams."
He bowed deeply and left.
Looking at the business card in front of her, and then at the office that used to house four people but now only had her left, thirteen years had passed. Whether it was irony or embarrassment, she finally burst into tears.
Her life wasn't just about those students; she also had her children, whom she rarely spent time with due to her busy work schedule, and her husband and family who had always supported her. Finally, she picked up the business card and dialed the number on it.
At this moment, the gears of fate began to turn again.
Looking at the students below, Teacher Zhu had never felt so relaxed. Perhaps sometimes doing one's job well and respecting the fate of others is also a choice.
Wen Xi knocked on the door of the math teacher's office, as if everything that had happened in that office was still vivid in her mind.
"Wenxi, your grades have dropped rapidly lately. Is there something wrong with you?"
"Here's the question, Wenxi. Don't give up. Your foundation is good; you might just be having trouble adapting."
"You can ask the teacher any questions you have, including those about daily life."
"Wenxi, why are you sitting near the trash can? Are you being bullied by classmates? Can you see clearly from the back?"
Such a caring teacher will soon be leaving us.
Wen Xi walked into the office: "Teacher Zhu, I'm transferring schools tomorrow."
Teacher Zhu: "So fast, are all the procedures completed?"
Wen Xi nodded: "It's all done, teacher. I'm here to thank you for taking care of me all this time."
Teacher Zhu said, "Good child, I haven't done anything wrong. You've always put me at ease. If you encounter any problems at your new school, you can call me."
Wen Xi: "Okay, goodbye, teacher."
Teacher Zhu smiled and said goodbye to her. Wen Xi thought that perhaps one day they would meet again in a better way, and that they would both become better people.
She turned and walked to the office door. Just as she was about to step out, she looked back at the math teacher, who was bent over his desk: "Teacher Zhu."
The math teacher looked up at her. This was probably the most gratifying day for Ms. Zhu in thirteen years, and the best gift she had ever received.
"You are the best teacher I have ever met, both now and in the future."
Wenxi was about to leave after spending her last class back in the classroom.
The math class representative lowered his head when he learned that she wouldn't be coming tomorrow: "I didn't expect the time to say goodbye to come so soon. Well then, I wish you a bright future."
Wen Xi: "You too, I wish you a bright future."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The girl sitting in front of Wen Xi suddenly stood up and faced Wen Xi. Looking at the classmate who had indirectly helped her escape bullying, she suddenly had courage and reached out her hand: "Mu, I wish you all the best."
Wen Xi grasped the hand of the seemingly insignificant person who would one day become powerful: "You too, may everything go smoothly."
The other students kept their heads down silently; they didn't even have the right to say goodbye to the girl.
As the sun gradually set, Wen Xi stood at the back door of the classroom, just as she had stood proudly at the front door that day, and said to everyone, "As classmates, I wish you all the best."
Some students began to sob. They had once felt weak but had now become strong; they had once felt strong but had discovered that they were the weakest.
They are nothing more than a group of pathetic people who pretend to be strong by bullying others, while another group, though weak, will become heroes through their courage and resilience.
From beginning to end, her upright figure as she left will likely remain forever in the hearts of her classmates. They know that Mu Wenxi has transformed and become stronger.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
At the school gate, students walked out in a few scattered places. Before leaving, Mu Wenxi wandered around every corner of the campus one last time, as a solemn farewell to the original owner of the body, or perhaps as a form of mourning.
At the bicycle shed, a familiar figure was holding hands with a strange girl, doing something indescribable.
Before leaving, there was a surprise. Mu Wenxi took out her phone and took several photos, clearly capturing the man. The girl behind the man was not visible in the photos due to the angle.
Upon hearing the "snap" sound, Luo Yang immediately turned around and looked at the person in front of him, the one who had slapped him that day: "Mu Wenxi, what are you doing?"
Wen Xi ignored him and just looked at the girl behind him reading out the data Xiao A had given her: "Little sister, I have a gift for you. Do you know that the guy who was just kissing you is a jerk?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yang immediately retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The girl looked incredulous.
Wen Xi: "The boy in front of you slept with six girls in one semester and kissed about ten. At most, he could date four girls at the same time."
The girl covered her mouth: "That can't be right, he's not that kind of person, are you telling the truth?"
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