Director's growth history

Zhan Xiaobo's matter was resolved successfully, and Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: this matter will not affect her preparation for this challenging and stressful provincial open class. 【 】

Zhan Xiaobo's mother was very grateful. When she sent Fang Yuan out of Professor Zhang Meifang's house, she bowed deeply to Fang Yuan: "Thank you, thank you!"

Professor Zhang Meifang took Fang Yuan's hand and said, "You don't come here for anything, that's not okay. You should come here often in the future!"

This is the teacher's love for the students from the heart, how could Fang Yuan not know.He also held Professor Zhang's hand tightly and said, "Professor Zhang, I will definitely visit you often in the future to ask and learn from you."

On the bus, Fang Yuan thought about Fang Shujuan, and felt a little annoyed: How can I tell her?A serious person like Fang Shujuan might still be waiting for her reply in front of the dormitory door!

Fang Yuan was thinking about things all the way, when suddenly he heard the voice of the bus announcing the stop: "Shandong Road station is here, Shandong Road station is here, passengers who want to get off, please stand firm and support them, and get off from the back door."

Oh my god, what's wrong with me, I just realized it after two stops!Fang Yuan hurriedly got out of the car.There were few cars at night, so Fang Yuan decided to walk back. After all, he hadn't figured out how to explain to Fang Shujuan.

Open the door of the dormitory, Zhang Junqiang has not come back yet.Fang Yuan sat down beside her bed, trying to sort out her thoughts.Yes, how many things happened in a day, how many things were solved, and tomorrow we will start to prepare for class saving, how many things will happen during this period?Especially tomorrow morning, I have to look at the psychological and spiritual needs of each student. This will be the last time I will participate in class management before the provincial class is over.Fang Yuan felt that he shouldn't bring up this matter, because this matter can be organized after the provincial class, but the requirements have been arranged, and he kept his word in front of the students... Fang Yuan felt a little regretful.

"Dang...dang...dang." There was a soft knock on the door.

"Please come in." Fang Yuan opened the door, and it was indeed Fang Shujuan.

"The lights in your house have been dark, and I know you haven't come back yet; seeing that the lights in your house were on just now, I wanted to come over and see if it was Zhang Junqiang or you who came back."

"Shujuan, please sit down."

Fang Shujuan sat down beside Zhang Junqiang's bed, lowered her head, and stopped talking.