Lin Que came out of the principal's office.
A warm, gentle smile graced his face.
That sincere look of admitting his mistakes and resolving to do good,
Even the head of student affairs who saw him off couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.
He remarked with admiration, "This young man is teachable."
Wu Di immediately rushed over, his face filled with nervousness:
"Brother Que, how did it go? The principal didn't punish you, did he?"
"Disciplinary action?"
Lin Que raised an eyebrow and casually fanned himself with the envelope containing the prize money.
"The principal said he would award a scholarship of five thousand yuan and record a major merit."
"What?!"
Wu Di's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Holy crap, Brother Que!"
"Do you have any connections in your family? Could you help out with your younger brother?"
How did an article that was harshly criticized by the chairman of the Writers' Association become a reward for the principal?
What's wrong with this world?
Lin Que was too lazy to explain the intricacies to him, and slowly returned to his seat.
He could guess that Professor Li Yuanchao must have played a part in this.
This old professor genuinely cherishes this promising young talent.
Unfortunately,
This seedling is crooked from the very beginning.
The last class in the afternoon was Chinese class.
As Shen Qingqiu entered the classroom, her gaze unconsciously swept towards the back row.
When she saw that Lin Que wasn't sleeping face down as usual,
Instead, he sat upright, holding a book and reading.
A look of surprise and relief flashed in her eyes.
Throughout the entire class, Lin Que behaved like a model student.
No whispering, no dozing off.
Even when Shen Qingqiu asked a question, he could nod along.
This made Shen Qingqiu feel much happier when she gave lectures.
As soon as the bell rang, Shen Qingqiu closed her lesson plan:
"Lin Que, come with me for a moment."
Not again?
The gossip spirit of the entire class was reignited.
They all looked towards Lin Que's retreating figure.
In the office.
Shen Qingqiu poured Lin Que a glass of water; this was the first time she had ever received such treatment.
I heard about the principal's talk to you.
Shen Qingqiu's tone was gentler than ever before.
I'm glad you've come to your senses.
Lin Que, I've always said that your talent is top-notch. As long as you use it in the right way, your future is limitless.
Lin Que picked up his water glass, took a sip,
Then he raised his head and looked at Shen Qingqiu with an unprecedentedly serious gaze.
"Teacher, I understand."
He paused, his tone sincere.
Yesterday, I finished reading the copy of "New Tide" that you gave me.
After reading "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store," I couldn't sleep all night.
Shen Qingqiu's eyes lit up:
"Oh? What are your thoughts?"
"My feeling is that I've narrowed my path in the past."
Lin Que's face revealed a perfectly balanced expression of self-reflection and shame.
"I used to think that revealing the world's scars was what made it profound."
But Professor Shen made me realize that true profundity lies in knowing how to mend scars.
"His words, as you said, are light. And what I wrote before..."
He chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"At best, it's just a slightly prickly grain of sand; its scope is too small to be worth mentioning."
These words quietly relieved Shen Qingqiu of a great weight.
She felt that her long-term efforts had finally paid off at this moment.
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