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

"Well, we are gossiping," the girl said, "You see, there are many boys chasing after Teacher Tong. There are often flowers in the trash can at the door of the office, which are thrown by Teacher Tong. Last time, a guy driving a Ferrari wanted to pick up Teacher Tong at the school gate, but Teacher Tong drove away by herself. She doesn't have a boyfriend, so does she like girls?"

"Maybe he's sexually indifferent and doesn't like anything. He's asexual." Someone interrupted.

"But don't you think Teacher Tong is better to us girls?"

"That's because she's afraid that boys might have improper thoughts about her, hahaha."

"Let me tell you again, when I went to Teacher Tong's office, there was a copy of The Price of Salt on her desk. I checked online and found out it's a yuri novel!" said the girl who started the gossip.

"Really?" The roommate was shocked.

"Really? As soon as I saw Teacher Tong, I thought she was a lesbian. She's a closeted person, okay?"

Song Zhifei listened silently, feeling happy and worried. If Teacher Tong liked girls, that would be great. But even if Teacher Tong liked girls, he would distance himself from her. The fact behind this was even more tormenting.

"The senior who came last time, the pretty one, the cartoonist, I think she and Teacher Tong are having an affair, they were flirting with each other."

"What kind of adultery is that? That's so ugly. That's called adultery."

Song Zhifei couldn't help but said:

"Can you please stop making up stories about Teacher Tong? I don't see any lesbian relationship with her."

The girl scratched her head: "Just say it casually."

"Is Zhifei going to like Teacher Tong?" another person asked with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Who knew that Song Zhifei would react so strongly.

"What are you arguing about? You'll lose points if you keep talking!" The dormitory manager pushed open the door and glared at her.

The dormitory became quiet instantly.

The auntie left, and a few girls giggled.

"She's gone! She's gone next door!"

"Keep talking!"

"No more talking. I have physics, chemistry and biology in the afternoon. It's so annoying. Fortunately, I will choose liberal arts in the future."

"Should everyone in our dormitory choose liberal arts?"

“I’m a liberal arts major.”

"Me too."

The only one who remained silent was Song Zhifei.

She leaned against the wall and whispered:

“I chose science.”

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Before the class division, there was an exam every week in the first year of high school.

Tong Yao graded the papers in the morning, and the scores came out in the afternoon. The scores of Class 9 improved slightly, but Song Zhifei, who had just improved to 40th place in the class a while ago, fell back to more than 50 places.

Considering her recent state in class, it was actually... expected.

She felt that more and more things were making her feel embarrassed.

Mi Su's illness has not been cured yet, and Song Zhifei fell in love with her again. If it was just a secret love, it would be fine, but she just acted a little distant, which hurt Song Zhifei's sensitive heart.

After her mother's tantrum at school, she should have expected how fragile Song Zhifei would be.

She once again doubted whether she was really suited to being a teacher. Perhaps she needed to study for a while, or quietly stay at home compiling reference books and recording online classes.

That's so discouraging.

During a break, she found Song Zhifei and asked her to come to the office.

With the bloody report card in front of him, Song Zhifei was speechless.

"Zhifei." She said calmly and gently, "I think it's normal to like someone at your age, but you should restrain your liking and it shouldn't affect the most important thing for you - studying."

Song Zhifei opened his eyes wide and clenched his fists.

Teacher Tong...really knew it.

Tong Yao continued: "In the future you will meet many people, and you will realize that your current relationship is immature. You only see my strengths because our relationship is not equal..."

"No," Song Zhifei bit her lip, "I just like you. I think you are very patient and gentle. When I told you that there was a wretched male teacher checking the girls' dormitory, you went to tell us. When the physics teacher didn't teach well before, you helped us react. You were the only one who saved the kitten on the road, and you were the only one who helped me out when my mother came to make trouble..." As she spoke, she actually cried, "I just like you like this, why do you say that my feelings are immature."

When the students started crying, Tong Yao panicked and frantically searched for toilet paper:

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have said that."

She is indeed used to being a teacher, and has a sense of standing on a high ground to criticize others.

Putting aside the so-called maturity and teacher-student relationship, there was actually only one reason why she rejected Song Zhifei.

"I'm sorry, thank you for liking me," she said, "but, I have a girlfriend."

Chapter 187: Honey

Song Zhifei returned to her dormitory in a daze. It was dinner time, but she didn't want to go to the cafeteria. She buried her head in the quilt and cried quietly.

"Zhifei, why are you crying?"

The roommate who went back to the dormitory to take a shower was surprised when he heard it and hurried to ask.

Song Zhifei raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes:

"I'm dumped……"

The roommate was shocked: "When did you start dating?"

Song Zhifei shook his head and continued crying: "The person I like... has a girlfriend."

"So, your confession was rejected?"

"……Um."

"Hey," the roommate sighed, then said affectionately, "Forget about him, I'll steal the battery to support you."

"Screw you."

Song Zhifei relaxed for a moment, then lay flat on his back, shielding his eyes with his arms.

It was originally a secret crush, and I didn't think it would lead to anything at first. I wanted to take it slow, but it was strangled in the bud.

After crying, I felt much better.

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At dusk, Tongyao went to pick up Dongyang from school on time.

She had talked so much with Song Zhifei, but she didn't know if it would work.

"Auntie looks so beautiful today."

"Huh?" Tong Yao blinked, "Oh, I changed my clothes today."

She changed into a shirt dress. The shirt was pure white and the skirt was blue and black. It made her waist look very thin. It was quite fashionable and the fabric was very textured. She looked more innocent than a high school girl.

After wearing the restrictive and monotonous OL style for a long time, she herself wanted to change her taste.

"Why don't you tell me during the day?" she said with a smile.

Dong Yang was embarrassed: "I didn't pay attention this morning."

There were mobile stalls everywhere at the entrance of the primary school, selling grilled sausages and tenderloins, and a group of primary school students were there buying them. In front of them, a group of boys and girls called Dongyang's name, wanting to ask her to play with them while going home. The children in the school all lived in nearby communities, so it was normal for them to stop by on the way.

"Go ahead." Tong Yao let go, "I'll follow you. Oh, give me your schoolbag."

She picked up Dongyang's small schoolbag with one hand, and Dongyang ran into his friends cheering.

"You always come to pick up the child, where are her parents?" A mother next to her chatted with her as they walked, "You are her sister, right?"

"Ah..." Tong Yao looked up at the sky, then smiled, "Her father is in Beijing and is very busy with work."

"Ah, everyone is busy now, and the children are busy too. After school, my daughter Qiqi can only play for a while on the way home. She has to go to the school to do her homework, and then she has to learn piano after finishing her homework... Children nowadays have a very hard life."

Tong Yao was shocked: "My Dongyang didn't sign up for any classes."

"It's better to let the children learn some skills now," the woman said, "Once they go to middle school, they won't have time to learn."

"Um……"

Tong Yao didn't want to put any pressure on Dong Yang, but she didn't have any talent. From childhood to adulthood, she was actually quite envious when she saw others' talent shows and received applause.

Others envied her for having a pretty face.

So she thought, if Dongyang wanted to learn something, she would definitely support him.

From the time school was over to evening self-study, the most she could squeeze out was an hour and a half. After picking up Dongyang, she could only cook some dishes and heat up the lunch.

It’s a bit hard for the child.

Dongyang’s primary school does have after-school care classes, but she is worried and doesn’t like to leave her child in the care of others.

"Dongyang," Tong Yao asked at the dinner table, "do you have any hobbies you want to learn?"

Dongyang bit his chopsticks and fell into deep thought.

Tong Yao added: "It doesn't matter if you don't have it, don't be too tired, it's good for us to be happy."

Dongyang puffed up his cheeks and whispered:

"...violin. I think it sounds nice."

Tong Yao was surprised. She didn't expect it to be confirmed so quickly. She smiled and said:

"Okay, then I'll take you to see it when I have time."

During evening self-study, math homework will be collected after the second get out of class.

Xia Zhi moved the homework to her office. After she corrected it, she found that Song Zhifei's homework was done quite well, and it seemed that he had listened to her advice.

Teachers' days are all the same.

After school, she dragged her tired body home after checking the dormitories. There were many parents at the school gate, all of whom came to pick up their day-study children. She walked through the crowd, and suddenly, someone grabbed her hand. She was startled, thinking it was a perverted pervert, and then she heard a smile:

"Rumor."

She stared blankly at the person holding her hand.

What a pervert.

Ruan Qian smiled and looked from top to bottom:

"You look really nice today."

The same sentence has completely different feelings when said by Dongyang and when said by Ruanruan.

"How do you reply..."

"I've finished my exams." Ruan Qian leaned closer, "Summer vacation is more than 80 days long."

"So many!" Tong Yao was jealous.

However, she is a teacher and has a job with summer vacations, so she is not too jealous.

"Are you tired?" The little girl hugged her waist, which was so thin that it seemed like it could be broken. "I'll carry you back?"

"How strong do you think you are?" Tong Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You still want to carry me, carry Dongyang on your back."

"I can do it." The little girl insisted.

wrong.

Not a little girl anymore.

Tong Yao's face was almost pressed against Ruan Qian, who was hugging her from the front, and her breathing was audible:

"Have you grown taller again?"

"Well," Ruan Qian held her tightly, "You're almost 1.7 meters tall now, so you shouldn't grow any taller. Come, I'll carry you."

"I told you not to..."