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

Are there too many exercise books?

During the summer vacation remedial classes, it seemed that only the sea of ​​questions could bring some sense of reality to the senior year of high school.

Fortunately, the students all know how to find joy in adversity, so they first flip through the Chinese textbook to see if there are any interesting articles in it, especially the novel section.

A boy who was carrying books placed the pile of books between Jiang Yiming and Ruan Qian's desks and distributed them to each group. Jiang Yiming gritted his teeth when he saw this - this guy must be trying to get closer to his deskmate under the pretext of distributing books!

Class started, and the exercise books had not been distributed yet. Tong Yao walked into the classroom and said:

“Don’t post it yet, let’s go to class.

"For this class, please put your summer homework on the table so I can check it."

"Ah?" the students wailed, "Teacher, please don't."

"Cut the nonsense."

Tong Yao was merciless and walked straight down to look at everyone's desk.

"Open it yourself," she added.

When she passed by Jiang Yiming, she found that the boy was still rummaging through his schoolbag, so she joked:

"You haven't found it after searching for so long?"

Jiang Yiming was sweating profusely, but he forced himself to smile, as if he was not panicking at all: "There are a lot of books, I'll look for them again..."

In fact, he had found it a long time ago, but he didn't dare to take it out because he had only written a few pages. He just hoped that Teacher Tong would quickly check the rest and then forget about him.

But Tong Yao suddenly became interested and said, "Then I'll wait."

Jiang Yiming froze and silently zipped up his schoolbag:

"Teacher Tong, I forgot to bring it..."

"If you didn't bring it, does that mean you didn't write it?" She smiled even more.

Now that she is in the third year of high school, she has to be stricter with these students to be responsible for them.

Tong Yao raised her eyebrows, thinking about how to teach these careless students a lesson. She glanced and suddenly found that the little girl's desk was also empty.

Is it...

She looked at the little girl's face. Ruan Qian bit her lip, her face full of shame, and whispered:

"I forgot to bring it..."

The nursery rhyme, "If you don't bring it, you'll have three extra papers this week," got stuck in my throat and was changed to the weak "Bring it next week."

The little girl said guiltily: "Teacher Tong, I will bring it to you this afternoon."

No one was surprised. They all knew that Ruan Qian became a day student last semester and thought she rented a house nearby.

The story of Tong Yao's hidden beauty in the golden house has been kept well hidden until now.

After checking the homework, the class started as normal. The classes in the third year of high school were even more boring. Every day, we just reviewed the knowledge points and practiced exercises. It was the fourth class in the morning. Most people were hungry and sleepy at this time, and the class quality was the lowest in the day.

"Hey, there's a little girl outside." At this time, the people in the last row looked through the window and said curiously.

My deskmate came over and also looked outside:

"Hey, it's not Ye Wei's son. This one is so cute."

"They all look like child stars," commented another.

"Which teacher's house did you say it belongs to?"

"This gene... belongs to Teacher Lou? She just graduated, no way."

"That might belong to Mr. Lu."

They were chattering about something, when suddenly, a magnified image of Laogai's face appeared on the glass, and the topic that the two people were enjoying was instantly interrupted.

Oh no, I was discovered.

The teachers outside looked inside like they were inspecting a prison, otherwise why would they send him to labor camp?

In the corridor, Xu Dongyang looked up at the list of outstanding teachers on the wall. Her aunt's name and photo were on the list. She was the most beautiful one. She felt happy and proud. She was at the back door at first, but then she couldn't help but go to the front door to peek at her aunt's class. The front door was open, and the students in the first few rows gradually noticed that there was a sneaky little cutie at the door. Tong Yao was teaching seriously, and she was slow to notice the movement at the door. She accidentally looked over and looked at Dongyang. The girl immediately shrank back as if she had been caught doing something bad.

"Ahem," she coughed softly, "Everyone, do the exercises at the back."

Then she dusted the chalk dust off her hands and walked out alone. The students in the front row raised their buttocks and almost stood up to look outside.

"Teacher Tong's?!"

"Relatives?"

"Shh!" A loud hissing sound was heard, and the classroom fell silent tacitly. Everyone was trying hard to hear the conversation outside.

"...Dongyang, didn't I ask you to wait for me in the office?"

"I...I want to see my aunt."

"Be good, class will be over soon. It's hot outside. Go to the office and enjoy the air conditioning. Auntie will be here to accompany you soon."

——Ah, I’m dead.

The students who heard the whole process thought that they also wanted to be coaxed as gently by Teacher Tong.

Also, aren’t children so cute?

Tong Yao was out for only a minute to coax Dong Yang back to the office. She came back and patted the blackboard:

"How's it going?"

Everyone lowered their heads quickly.

Only Ruan Qian raised her hand and tried to make amends.

But Tong Yao was still angry and didn't call her.

The bell rings.

Tong Yao saw Dong Yang running from the office from a distance. There was often water splashed in the corridor when students fetched water. She was afraid that Dong Yang would fall, so she went out to catch the water immediately. The little kids in Class 7 were so excited that they didn't even eat. When Tong Yao led Dong Yang over, they formed a small circle, full of curiosity:

"Teacher Tong, is this your relative?"

"Yes," Tong Yao laughed, "Don't scare her."

She knew that everyone meant well, and it was a good opportunity to build up Dongyang's courage - the children of those colleagues were very successful in school, and were not at all shy when meeting older brothers and sisters. She hoped that Dongyang could also have that kind of vigor and energy.

Dongyang was a little scared by the crowd and hid behind her. Tongyao touched the child's head and said, "These are all my aunt's students, Dongyang, say hello to everyone, okay?"

Dong Yang swallowed and said "Hello everyone" in a low and quick voice, like a dragonfly touching the water or a mimosa. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she shouted to the crowd:

"Ruan Qian!"

She stretched out her little hand, unwilling to leave her aunt, and wanted to grab Ruan Qian over. She would feel safe enough with protection on both sides.

Ruan Qian was startled when she was called. She walked to Dong Yang, squatted down, and smiled at her:

"I'm here."

Dong Yang blinked his innocent eyes and tugged at Ruan Qian's sleeves:

"Will you come back to stay for lunch? My aunt bought an oven."

Nursery rhyme: "..."

Ruan Qian: "..."

Everyone: "???"

"Teacher Tong, you all are living together?!" a boy who was eager to create chaos in the world shouted, followed by another round of booing.

"What are you doing?" Tong Yao was panicking, her earlobes burning, and she almost bit her tongue to calm herself down, "Ruan Xi is a day student, and she rents my house."

There's just no rent.

"Ah——" No matter whether it's true or false, just stir up trouble.

Humans are naturally fond of watching excitement.

Moreover, it was no longer a secret that Ruan Qian liked Teacher Tong. People who were not optimistic about her at first started to look askance. Could it be that the identity of a same-sex student was so useful? Could it be that Ruan Qian would finally get what she wanted?

People who follow this couple really enjoy the fun of following a show.

Everyone around was screaming. Dong Yang shrank back in fear, thinking she had said something wrong, and her eyes were filled with tears. Ruan Qian immediately comforted her and said softly:

"They're all joking."

Seeing that the little sister was about to cry, the brats also quieted down. Tong Yao glared at the group of lawless students and took Dong Yang's hand:

"Don't cry, auntie will go home and make you something to eat."

This was the peak time for lunch after school, and the stairs were crowded with people. Tong Yao took Dong Yang around to the other side of the teaching building, and Ruan Qian followed silently behind, a few meters away, like a bodyguard.

"Ruan Xi..." Dong Yang turned around, thought for a moment, and asked his aunt directly, "Why doesn't Ruan Xi come with us?"

"Because she made my aunt angry." Tong Yao tilted her head, "Don't learn from her for not bringing homework to class."

Dong Yang glanced at Ruan Qian apologetically and nodded to his aunt:

"Ah."

With Dong Yang's support, Tong Yao suddenly felt refreshed. When she went downstairs, Ruan Qian was still on the stairs on the other side. She could just see the little girl's expression, which was quite lost. Guilt was written all over her face. It seemed that she was really reflecting on herself.

Tong Yao continued walking with Dong Yang, thinking, he just knows how to pretend to be pitiful.

But...it looks quite pitiful.

Wasn’t the reason we initially paid attention to this child because of “pity”?

What a pitiful person, he got himself into trouble.

She stopped and sighed, and Dong Yang also stopped. Ruan Qian was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what she meant. Her face brightened up like the sun after the clouds had cleared. She trotted over and held Dong Yang's other hand, and the child happily handed it over.

"No holding." Tong Yao pulled Dong Yang into her arms, her face a little annoyed, "It would be too weird if someone saw us..."

Ruan Qian stuck out her tongue at Dong Yang, changed her position and stood next to Tong Yao. This... is not bad.

The campus was bustling with people at lunchtime. The sun was near its highest point, and the branches on both sides of the avenue formed mottled shade. Dongyang ran in front. He had become much more lively since he came here, and even played with several other children in the building.

"Teacher Tong, my homework is in the bedroom. I'll show it to you when I get home." Ruan Qian quietly glanced at Tong Yao's face while speaking.

Tong Yao nodded gently: "I know you did it."

"I won't forget to bring it next time, I swear." The little girl promised.

"Hmph." Tong Yao snorted, despising herself for being soft-hearted.

"what!"

Suddenly, Dong Yang fell on the road. This fall was so thrilling that Tong Yao's pupils shrank. She was so scared that she almost lost her soul. She hurried forward to help Dong Yang up:

"Where did you fall? Did you get hurt? Are you bleeding?"

Five-year-old children are so fragile, their skin is like egg white, and even a touch of the fingernail will leave a mark. Dong Yang shook his head and stretched out his palm, which was covered with mud and sand, and was rubbed red by the cement road.

She was heartbroken and asked:

"Is your leg injured?"

Summer clothes are thin. Dongyang bit his lip and pulled up his trouser legs, only to find that his knees were rubbed raw. Fortunately, it was not serious.

Ruan Qian blew on Dong Yang's wound, while Tong Yao squatted in front of him with her back to Dong Yang and said:

"Come up, I'll carry you back."

There are medicines at home to treat wounds.

But Dongyang was not a spoiled child. Even though his face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, he insisted on walking by himself. In the end, Tong Yao picked him up.

"Tell my aunt if you feel uncomfortable." She weighed it. Thirty or forty kilograms was quite heavy for her, but she could accept it.

Dongyang's brows relaxed and he buried his head gently in the crook of her neck.

"I thought Teacher Tong would let Dongyang walk back by himself." The little girl sighed, "Let me carry you. I have better physical strength."

"Why?" Tong Yao was surprised. At the same time, she defended her physical fitness and added, "My physical strength is not bad either."

"Don't people say that nowadays, if a child falls and gets up on his own, he will have a stronger character in the future." Ruan Qian thought for a moment, "I don't know if it's true or not."

“It seems that there is such a saying.”

Tong Yao smiled and turned her head to touch Dong Yang's forehead. "But I think that if a little more care is shown to a child after she falls, it will give her more courage to explore the world. I don't want her to be too strong."

Her voice gradually softened, "I don't want you to be that strong."