It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

so good.

Perfect high school.

After entering the society, everyone wishes that the previous generation would die sooner.

She rolled around on the bed for a few times, and suddenly heard some noise at the door. It was outside the iron gate, and it seemed that someone was trying to open it. On a night with a power outage, some kind of speculation made her hair stand on end.

"boom."

"Teacher Tong, I'm back." The little girl's cheerful voice sounded, "Are you asleep yet?"

“…slept.”

I totally forgot and gave her the key.

The loneliness and fear brought by the power outage and darkness faded away, and she felt instantly at ease with the company of others.

"Ruanruan, why are you back?"

"It's confirmed that the electricity is out of service, and the school asked us to go back and rest."

The voice was getting closer, and the wooden floor of the room creaked. Tong Yao turned her head and found the little girl coming in with a pillow. She was furious:

"What are you doing here? Go back!"

She didn't settle the kiss today, and the little hooligan is taking advantage of her again!

Ruan Qian was stunned and said, "I was afraid that Teacher Tong would be scared alone, so I came to accompany you."

"I'm afraid of a ghost!"

At least she had the courage of a normal person, but there was a power outage, and a beautiful girl would be nervous at home, but she was not afraid at all when there were people around.

"Then I'll sleep on the floor." The little girl went back to get the quilt.

"No, the floor is cold. It's soft, soft!"

Tong Yao was reluctant to admit that her words didn't seem to work. She got into bed and let the little girl do whatever she wanted as long as she didn't take advantage of her.

Soon, she heard the sound of the quilt being spread on the floor. The little girl was very skillful, and it was obvious that she had done this many times before. She lay down without saying a word and said:

"Good night, Teacher Tong."

Tong Yao thought about it for a long time, and finally replied softly:

"Good night."

If the little hooligan dared to climb onto the bed at night, she would kick her off.

She rested her head on one pillow, then hugged another. As time passed, she became sleepy, but she did not wait for the expected night attack.

Quite honest...

She fell asleep after closing her eyes once.

As she fell asleep, she vaguely felt that something bright and dazzling was about to pull her out of her dream, but soon the incandescence was dispelled and the soft night enveloped her again, protecting her sleep.

Ruan Qian stood at the door and silently turned off the LED light that was on because of the incoming call. She looked back and saw that the whole house was brightly lit. It was obvious that the person on the bed had turned on all the lights after returning home because he was afraid, just hoping that there would be light as soon as possible when the call came.

She walked around the house, turned off the lights, tiptoed into the room, resisted the urge to get close, took the phone from the bedside table, charged it, and then lay back on her bed.

The moon hidden behind the clouds tore open its veil and came through.

One day, I can take care of you.

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Saturday.

As soon as school was over, more than ten students from tonight's cram school gathered together. The little girl took the lead and took out the key at the door of Tong Yao's dormitory.

"Why do you have the key to Sister Yaoyao's house?" Xu Yin asked sourly.

Ruan Qian hesitated for a moment, not daring to say that she and Teacher Tong were already living together:

"…I borrowed it temporarily."

Everyone set up the living room, pulled the table aside, and the boys were responsible for blowing up balloons and sticking them on the wall. Yan Zhi came late, and as the only one in Class Nine, she was very popular, and the boys treated her like a treasure:

"Yanzhi, you've worked hard carrying so many things."

"It's okay. It's not hard." Yan Zhi wiped the sweat off her face, put down the bag, and smiled sweetly. "Teacher Tong helped us make up the lessons for so long. It's what we deserve."

A girl who was shopping with them at the back was shocked - didn't they push the carts here easily?

Coke, snacks, and cakes, the three main culprits of human obesity, gathered together in this living room of more than a dozen people.

Ruan Qian looked at the bill. It was within the budget and she had to pay for everything. It was not that others did not want to pay, but she felt that she could not ask everyone to pay in the name of "helping Teacher Tong celebrate his birthday" - maybe everyone would pay, but not necessarily voluntarily, but because they were held hostage by her morality.

Anyway, she has been saving money for so long that she can afford it alone.

The cake was huge, 18 inches long and had three layers. Her phone vibrated, and when she opened it, it was Xu Yin who quietly asked her how much she had spent.

She told the truth, and then Xu Yin transferred a hundred to her. Afterwards, many other people came to ask, including Yin Jiali, Ji Chen, Yan Zhi... some gave 50 and some gave 100. Everyone did what they could.

In fact, the little girl hoped that these people would not give her money, so that she could tell Teacher Tong privately that she was celebrating Teacher Tong’s birthday alone.

What a shame, they're all great kids.

"We're downstairs!" shouted a boy who was almost sticking his head into the security window.

"Quick, quick, turn off the lights!"

"Hide well and don't make any noise!"

Amid the chaos, the living room returned to peace.

The metallic sound of a key entering the lock.

Rotate.

Tong Yao didn't find anything unusual.

Until she saw more than ten pairs of shoes on the ground.

...Has a gang of robbers invaded our house?

"What are you hiding for? Come out."

Still no movement.

Tong Yao walked into the living room with a gloomy face. Suddenly, there was a burst of explosions in her ears. It was the sound of a bunch of balloons bursting in a row. The students hiding behind the tables and chairs jumped out like a survey corps and shouted:

"Happy birthday, Teacher Tong!"

The nursery rhyme that was prepared mentally in advance was very calm.

Surprise, if you remove the shock and only leave the joy, is not bad.

She smiled knowingly:

"Thank you, but there are too many shoes on the floor at the door. It's a bummer."

The shoe covers at home had been used up long ago, so Tong Yao simply bought more than 20 pairs of slippers and added a shoe rack, with each person's name labeled on the shoes, which was much more convenient.

The students stared at each other in dissatisfaction. After all, there was no effect, so they started looking for the traitor:

"Ji Chen, didn't I ask you to collect the shoes?"

"I forgot to blow up the balloon..."

"What do you want."

As soon as the lights were turned on, Tong Yao could see the layout of the living room clearly. Not only were there balloons on the wall, but there were also several banners with strange contents, and the height of the three-layer cake made her look up to it.

"You guys," she said with a smile on her lips, "just like to do these fancy things. Study hard, I'll be satisfied if you get good grades."

"Teacher Tong, there is more to do." Ruan Qian suddenly said, and then she made a gesture, and the others immediately cleared their space. The two people from Class Four, Yin Jiali and Ji Chen from Class Seven, stood in the middle and bowed slowly.

The little girl imitated Xu Yin's posture and tone as the host and said in a very realistic way:

"Please enjoy the ballroom dance performed by Class 7 and Class 4!"

"You can also ballroom dance?" Tong Yao was shocked.

Tong Yao probably doesn't know that half of the students in this school can ballroom dance - of course it's not because of any quality education, but last year the school selected half of the first-year students to dance ballroom dance and Tai Chi on the playground for honor, and recorded a video to participate in some competition.

Most of the people who take extra classes have learned it.

There was a small speaker playing dance music on the table.

As the girls spun in circles, the others clapped and cheered.

"Can Teacher Tong dance?" Ruan Qian asked in a low voice in her ear.

The ears of the nursery rhyme felt hot and trembled slightly:

"meeting……"

"Come." The little girl suddenly took her hand and led her to the "dance floor." The people who were dancing clapped and ran away, leaving only the two of them in the middle of the living room.

"Wait a minute..." Tong Yao was embarrassed. She hadn't danced for a long time and was very unfamiliar with it, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. She didn't want to embarrass herself, so she had to slowly follow the little girl and dance.

Butterflies dance gracefully.

She gradually got into the groove, dancing to the rhythm and feeling, and she heard applause all the time. Then she realized that the little girl was dancing the boy's steps.

After realizing this, she suddenly felt uncomfortable. Her body seemed to be burning, as if she had implicitly agreed to something.

When the dance was over, there seemed to be no other expression on her face except the red flush of heat.

"nice!"

"Teacher Tong, can I post this in the class group?"

Tong Yao nodded, took the little girl's hand awkwardly, and asked:

"How come you can walk like a man?"

"I learned the male steps in my freshman year of high school." Ruan Qian blinked, "Because of the difference in numbers, I was assigned to the boys' column for the competition."

The nursery rhyme was silent, and suddenly there was a feeling that it was "destined".

how is this possible.

You are the one who takes the lead.

absolute.

After dancing, a group of students prepared games like Draw Me, Werewolf, etc. The loser would play Truth or Dare. Tong Yao was timid and afraid of losing, so she just acted as the referee. If she was really itching to play a few rounds, she would play a few rounds. When she was about to lose, the little girl would jump out to take the blame and play Truth or Dare on her behalf.

More than ten people played until it was completely dark.

After eating a lot of snacks, Tong Yao saw that everyone was tired, so she said:

"Eat the cake."

The lights in the living room were turned off, leaving only the glow of nineteen candles and the birthday songs of a dozen children.

She suddenly thought of a teacher who is a candle, lighting others and burning himself.

In fact, she didn't feel like she was burning herself. She also felt warm being with these children.

She is nineteen years old.

Having been a "children's song" for 19 years, this identity has long become an indelible mark. She has taken another step towards maturity and can no longer maintain her youthfulness, which makes her feel a little lost.

"Teacher Tong, remember to make a wish." said the little girl before blowing out the candles.

Make a wish?

She smiled. She lived a simple life and didn't have many wishes. This year, she just hoped that all her students could achieve success in their studies.

"call--"

"Oh!" everyone cheered.

"It's time to share the cake!" Tong Yao said with a smile, "Everyone give me the plate."

Such a big cake cannot be finished even by more than ten people.

I could only bring a little bit to the students in the classroom.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Tong Yao suddenly discovered a cake in the corner. It was only one layer and looked very plain compared to the three-layer cake. She took it out and found that it was almost entirely made of cream.

"It's so greasy, who among you likes to eat it?" she exclaimed.