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

Suddenly, the nursery rhyme begins:

"Xia Zhi, will you live in the dormitory during the seven days of National Day?"

"um, yes."

"Are there any other students staying in school?"

"Everyone else has gone home."

The branch school is not like the No. 1 Middle School. The branch school's academic performance is not up to par, and there are very few out-of-town students who come to the school. When the holidays come, most of them go home. There may be few students living in the huge dormitory building.

"Are you afraid of living alone?"

Tong Yao felt that a place like the girls' dormitory, which was filled with negative energy, was bound to be scary.

But Xia Zhi shook his head: "Don't be afraid. I'm used to it."

Tong Yao was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "That's great, but if you have any difficulties, you must tell the teacher, okay?"

"Ah."

The car finally arrived at the school. It was raining heavily and leaves were drifting everywhere on the road. Tong Yao took an umbrella from the car and handed it to Xia Zhi, saying, "Take it. Don't get wet."

Xia Zhi was a little hesitant to accept it, but finally accepted it:

"……Thank you, teacher."

Tong Yao turned on the car lights and watched Xia Zhi go farther and farther away. Xia Zhi felt the light behind him and felt inexplicably relieved, but he didn't want to cause trouble to others, so he quickened his pace and ran into the school.

Like a butterfly in the rain, fragile and beautiful, one is worried that the harsh environment will tear her wings apart, and one cannot help but want to shelter her from the wind and rain.

Ruan Qian retracted her gaze and said:

"This junior is pretty good."

If I were Teacher Tong, I would definitely take extra care of her.

"Very strong." Tong Yao turned the car around and drove downstairs to her house, "And not as thick-skinned as someone else."

"How can I be shameless!" The little girl pouted and automatically identified herself with the person she was talking to.

"When the second year of high school just started, who cried and hugged me? Huh?" Tong Yao raised an eyebrow, "No other student was like you."

Ruan Qian's face turned red, and she poked at him with her finger: "Then... you didn't refuse."

You like me and I like you.

She is still glad that she has thick skin.

If you like something, work hard for it; if you like it, express it; if you like it, pursue it.

If she was as shy as that junior school girl... then she and Teacher Tong would probably still be just a teacher and student with a relatively good relationship, not as close as they are now.

At night, after taking a shower, Tong Yao went to bed first, while Ruan Qian turned on the computer and was still working.

"Are you busy with that game?"

"Well," Ruan Qian said seriously, "It's not 'that game', it's League of Legends."

"You really gave it this name..." Tong Yao sighed, "It's a good name."

It's a pity that she didn't play this game in her previous life and doesn't understand the mechanism of LOL. She likes to kill monsters and level up. She only knows that LOL is very popular but doesn't know how to play it, otherwise she could have given some suggestions.

"Now a lot of people have participated in the test, and the response on the bulletin board and forums is very good." The joy on the little girl's face was obvious.

"Really? I feel like the popularity and discussion level is not that high..." Tong Yao complained.

"There's nothing we can do. There's not enough money for publicity." Ruan Qian pursed her lips.

It is no longer the era of posting posters at the entrance of Internet cafes to promote games. Nowadays, the cost of promoting games through major platforms is even higher than the cost of developing games, and Tonghua's small workshop cannot afford such money.

Ruan Qian invested her income again this month, even if it was just a drop in the bucket. Comics have become her cash machine, but if she wants to withdraw money, she has to ensure the quality and increase the quantity. Her fans exclaimed that Tamamo-sensei is updating more and more frequently, and expressed ecstasy, and they never thought that their beautiful girl cartoonist has entered another industry.

"Ruanruan," Tong Yao said into her pillow, "Let's move the computer to the bed and work."

The little girl bought a laptop at some point to replace the desktop computer in her bedroom.

"Okay." Ruan Qian unplugged the power cord, hugged the computer and crawled into bed, sitting against the headboard. Tong Yao didn't say anything else, turned around, turned his back to the little girl, and fell asleep quietly.

The light tapping sound of the keyboard gradually stopped.

Ruan Qian turned her head, her gentle gaze rested on Tong Yao, and she closed the computer with one hand.

It's not easy to come back, so I should spend my time accompanying my friends.

"Rumor."

"……Um."

Needless to say.

Another night of love.

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Time flies during the holiday. Ruan Qian has tried her best to stay as late as possible, but the price is that Tong Yao has to go to work and she doesn't even have the chance to say goodbye.

When the class was over, Tong Yao looked at her phone and saw a message from the little girl.

[Ruan Qian]: Getting on the plane.

[Ruan Qian]: I left a small gift on the dressing table.

She was stunned for a moment, then replied "Have a safe journey". After school at noon, she returned home and went straight to her dressing table.

On the dressing table, a lipstick stood there, with a black and gold shell, which looked like it was custom-made, exquisite and elegant. She picked it up and found that there were words engraved on it.

"My tiny life is glorious because of loving you."

She held the lipstick in her palm and sighed softly.

I probably won’t be able to use this lipstick in my lifetime.

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In October, the climate turns cold. After the Cold Dew, the south starts to become dry, the temperature difference becomes larger, and the autumn atmosphere gradually deepens.

Students returning to school are still suffering from holiday syndrome. They cannot concentrate in class and their minds are still on entertainment.

"Is there any student who would like to come up and write about this question?"

Nursery rhyme, knock on the blackboard. The branch school doesn't have an all-in-one computer, so we can't play PPT. I broke five pieces of chalk in one class. It's much harder than when I was in the first middle school.

The audience was dark, and only Xia Zhi raised his hand.

"Come here, Xia Zhi." She handed over the chalk with a smile.

Xia Zhi was writing on the stage while she went down to check on other students.

Sitting at their seats, Li Ming and someone else were spinning their pens, with the draft paper remaining blank.

"Can't you write?" Tong Yao asked in a low voice.

She didn't have a good impression of Li Ming and this student, but considering that he took the initiative to remove the mosquito net, her impression was not bad. Other teachers thought that this child would not get better, and usually let him go, but she still had a glimmer of hope.

"Which step do you not know how to do?" She picked up Li Minghe's pen and started calculating from the beginning.

But Li Ming didn't understand a word she said. He felt helpless and sarcastic as he looked at this naive woman who wanted to save himself.

Why didn't she scold him? If she did, he would have behaved a little more rebelliously.

After all, he is the eldest brother of a group of younger brothers. How can an eldest brother act like he is studying hard? He will be laughed to death by his younger brothers.

But he couldn't bear to personally deny this woman's sincere love for her students. Because of the nursery rhyme, he had to rinse his mouth every time he smoked secretly, because this woman's nose was too sensitive, she could smell the cigarette when he spoke when she got close, and every time he had to give her a long lecture, making him lose face in front of his younger brother.

It's very annoying.

He just finished listening to the question in a perfunctory manner.

"Do you understand? Take a closer look after class."

"it is good."

"Teacher," Song Zhifei raised his hand, "What should I write next?"

"Well, let me take a look." Tong Yao hurried over.

Li Minghe glanced at Song Zhifei. He knew this junior high school classmate quite well. How could he take the initiative to do the exercises and even ask the teacher?

Weird.

When the time was up, Tong Yao returned to the stage, and Xia Zhi was still writing. She noticed that Xia Zhi's shoes were wet, the same worn-out white shoes, probably because they were wet in the rain yesterday. The reason why he didn't change them was... was it because he only had one pair of shoes?

"Time's up, go back to your seat," she said softly.

Xia Zhi bit her lip, lowered her head, and silently put down the chalk.

She thought the question was simple and believed she had done it before. It was clearly her who raised her hand. But when she got on stage and read the question again, she found that it was far more complicated than she had imagined.

shameful.

"This question is difficult," Tong Yao wiped the blackboard clean, "Everyone listen to me carefully."

Only about one-third of the students attended the class. As long as the rest did not violate the rules, she was satisfied. Many people did not come to school, but just went through the process. Their families did not pay much attention to education, but would rather their children learn a skill so that they could at least support themselves.

But as long as there is one person listening, what she says is valuable.

When the bell rang, she didn't stay after class.

At night, it was time to check the dormitories again. She would always talk to the boys who smoked and smell the strong smell of cigarettes when they talked. Smoking would be punished, but the premise was that they had to be caught on the spot. The boys had also figured out the pattern and now they would wait until she finished checking the dormitories before smoking.

Women's bed.

The discipline of several dormitories was good. After entering Xia Zhi's dormitory, Xia Zhi just came out of the bathroom without a bath towel and wearing a large school uniform T-shirt. She was a little embarrassed and glanced away, but found that there was no steam in the bathroom.

And tonight is exceptionally cold.

"You... took a shower with cold water?" She frowned.

Xia Zhi crossed his arms, was stunned for a moment, and nodded slightly.

You need a water card to take a shower at school, and it costs about two yuan to take a fifteen-minute shower.

Do you want to save even this little bit of money?

She suddenly realized that she had never known Xia Zhi's financial and family situation.

Chapter 160: Chicks

Tong Yao lowered her head to look at the pair of white shoes under Xia Zhi's bed. There were wrinkles all over them and they looked a little dirty in the dark.

"If your shoes are wet, take them outside to dry them." Tong Yao squatted down and picked up the shoes on the windowsill. "You don't have to run tomorrow. It won't be comfortable to run in this, right?"

Xia Zhi stood there, her wet hair hanging down to cover her eyes:

"Well, thank you teacher."

"Are you going to take cold showers in winter?" she asked seriously.

"In the winter... I don't take that many showers," the girl whispered, "I'll recharge my water card."

"Well," Tong Yao nodded, "If you catch a cold and have a fever, it will be more trouble than it's worth. Go to bed."

She watched Xia Zhi get on the bed and found that Xia Zhi's quilt was very thin and the sheets had several cracks. The beds in the branch school were different from those in the main school. Although the beds here had stainless steel frames, they were made of wooden strips with thumbtacks on them. Wood chips would often fall down at night. Other girls who slept on the lower bunks had star posters posted under the upper bunks to prevent wood chips from falling into their eyes, but Xia Zhi used draft paper to block it, which was barely enough.

She looked at Xia Zhi and felt that the girl was like a fledgling that was kicked out of its nest on the cliff at an age when its wings were still immature and was struggling to fly.

She wanted to transform into a gust of wind and help Xia Zhi rise to the top.

What kind of family does this child live in?

She closed the door, walked out of the dormitory, looked back at the window facing Xia Zhi's bed.

Sleeping very quietly.

On the way home, the sky began to thunder, but there was no rain, and the dark clouds contained terrifying lightning. When she got home, she found that the light was on in her bedroom. When she looked over, she saw Dongyang curled up in bed with a pillow, probably frightened by the thunder.

After washing up, she also went to bed. The quilt was not enough for two people, so she had to get closer to Dongyang. She did not fall asleep immediately, but looked at her phone for a while. Suddenly, the little girl in her sleep called softly:

"Mother……"

She was stunned and looked at Dong Yang. The child's eyes were closed, so... was it just dream talk?