Before the afternoon class, Du Chen went to the office but couldn't find his homeroom teacher. He probably didn't have first period and hadn't arrived yet. Du Chen had no choice but to go back to class. The first period was art. Du Chen sat in his chair, bored, feeling that time was passing so slowly.
As soon as the bell rang and the teacher was about to leave, Du Chen couldn't wait to follow her out of the classroom and ran straight to the homeroom teacher's office. The second class was Chinese, which was the homeroom teacher's class, so the teacher must be in the office by now.
"Report!" Du Chen shouted at the office door.
"Come in, Du Chen, what's going on?"
"Teacher Wu, there's a letter for me at the door of the mailroom, but the guy there doesn't trust me, so he asked you to come over and pick it up for me."
"You have mail? Who sent it? Why didn't it reach your father's workplace?" Teacher Wu looked at Du Chen curiously.
I like the child in front of me very much. He is obedient and sensible, not naughty or fighting. He is also good at studying and is always among the best in his age group. Compared with his brother Du Bin, the two have completely different personalities.
That’s right, Teacher Wu also taught Du Bin before, and he left a very deep impression on him. Teachers can generally remember three types of students: one is the one who studies very well, one is the one who studies very poorly, and the other is the one who is particularly naughty.
Du Chen's brother, Du Bin, was a particularly mischievous child. His academic performance fluctuated, sometimes good and sometimes bad. It was fine when he was disciplined, but would drop if he let his guard down even slightly.
"Teacher, it's really my email. It was sent to me by 'Student Times.'" Du Chen didn't tell his homeroom teacher much. Anyway, the teacher would ask more questions after he got the email, so he might as well tell her then.
"Let's go, let's get the mail first, class will start soon." Teacher Wu didn't ask any more questions. It's not too late to talk after getting the mail. If you talk a few more words, you will be late for class.
The two went to the message room, and after Teacher Wu's explanation, they took the mail from the doorman.
However, the email still did not reach Du Chen because the class was about to start, and Teacher Wu was also quite curious about Du Chen's email. After all, it was written "Du Chen, Class 1, Grade 2 (to be received)," which meant that it was really sent to a child. In addition, the envelope was printed with "Student Days". This thoughtful female teacher in her fifties had some guesses in her mind. One was that Du Chen's parents subscribed to the journal for Du Chen, and the other was that Du Chen might have submitted an article.
It just so happened that this class was hers, and after class, Teacher Wu planned to call Du Chen to her office for a good chat.
"Du Chen, class is over first. After class, come with me to my office and I'll give it to you, okay?" Teacher Wu said in a gentle tone with an unquestionable tone.
Du Chen looked at the email in Teacher Wu's hand and couldn't help but sigh, "Why can't I get my own things? This kid has no human rights."
"Okay, teacher." Du Chen could only say obediently.
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