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

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Tong Yao was in the office. After the results came out, she analyzed the results of each student.

Most people's grades were stable, but she was concerned about a few who had severely regressed.

Chen Mo, who ranked first in Class 208 and second in the grade in the last monthly exam, fell sharply this time and dropped to th in the grade.

The three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry have declined drastically, especially mathematics and physics.

Is there something wrong this month?

She usually sees this student doing her own things in class. When the teacher comes to her side, she will just focus on doing questions. Her efficiency in doing questions is amazing.

Students with good grades have privileges, and even teachers will not interfere.

Tong Yao didn't think that there was something wrong with Chen Mo's learning attitude.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk."

A girl wearing glasses knocked on the open door and whispered, "Report."

"Here." Tong Yao shook the report card in her hand.

The person who came was Chen Mo, and she was the one who asked the student to come for a talk.

The girl stood in front of her desk. Her formal school uniform was a little too big for her. Her chin-length hair looked a nice, warm chestnut color in the sunlight outside the window. There was no emotion on her quiet face, and the lenses of her pink glasses were pressed against her eyelashes.

Anyone who sees her can tell that she is a well-behaved and excellent female student.

"Chen Mo," Tong Yao put away the report card and said softly, "Have you encountered any problems in your studies recently?"

The girl looked at her and shook her head slightly.

Tong Yao tilted her head, thought for a moment, took out the girl's answer sheet, pointed at the question and said:

"Look, you shouldn't make mistakes on these questions based on your level. And this one, can't you do it? There was a small test before, and you were the only one in Class 4 who got full marks. Is there any other reason for this test?"

Chen Mo stood there, his face pale, his thin body looking like it would be blown away by the wind:

"I didn't cheat..."

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment before she realized that Chen Mo was talking about not cheating in the previous quiz.

"Of course the teacher believes in your ability," she quickly explained, "I know you usually do a lot of questions, but this time the test... is it because you are nervous?"

Chen Mo looked at her blankly, then nodded and lowered his eyes:

"When I get nervous...I can't do it."

Tong Yao gently patted the girl's back, comforted her and said "It's okay", then asked:

"So...what about before? Weren't you nervous before?"

Chen Mo opened his eyes but did not respond, seeming to be confused himself.

This is a girl who doesn't like to talk normally.

Test anxiety seems to appear suddenly, and it is so complicated and intertwined that its source cannot be found.

The class bell rang and Chen Mo left, leaving Tong Yao in distress in the office.

She stood up slightly and turned to the physics teacher, Mr. Lu, at the other end of the office. This uncle from Guangmingding was also worried.

"Teacher Lu, what's going on with Chen Mo? Have you talked to her?" she asked.

Guangmingding spread his hands, full of helplessness:

"She said she was nervous. She could solve difficult problems in class."

At this moment, the teachers all felt that this was a difficult problem but one that could still be overcome.

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Tong Yao taught three classes in a row in the afternoon. When she returned to the office, she was so tired that she was too lazy to even eat dinner.

Fortunately, the little girl said at noon that she would get lunch in the afternoon.

Unconsciously, she seemed to be becoming more and more dependent on this thoughtful service.

She entered the office and found it quite lively.

Liu Jian, the head teacher of Class 4, was moving a chair and talking to a man. Next to them, Chen Mo, as his name suggests, was standing silently.

"Teacher Liu, what's going on? I'm already in my second year of high school, and this is the most critical time. I'm so worried!"

"Mr. Chen, don't be anxious. The child's mentality is very important. We teachers are all aware of Chen Mo's strength. You don't need to be so anxious..." Liu Jian persuaded carefully.

"Mental problem? What mental problem does she have? Nervous? She is nervous because she has done too few questions! I have told her so many times that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Even if she is nervous after doing too many questions, she will not forget them!"

As the man spoke, he glared at his daughter fiercely. Tong Yao almost thought that he was speaking to an enemy rather than to father and daughter.

The girl shrank back in fear, not daring to move, like a puppy frightened by its owner.

"Teacher Liu, do you think she needs extra lessons in math and physics? Her grades have dropped too much. I hired a tutor for her before, but she didn't want one. My goodness, she's already like this after not taking extra lessons for a month!"

Chen Mo opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back bitterly.

Hearing this, Tong Yao finally couldn't help but said:

"Sir, your daughter is very good and does not need extra tutoring. Children like her know how to plan their own studies. Most tutoring institutions outside are only suitable for students with poor foundations. People like Chen Mo do not actually need teachers to teach them."

The man turned around, saw Tong Yao, frowned and said:

"you are?"

She tilted her head and said, "Her math teacher is Tong Yao."

"Such a young math teacher?" The man was surprised and said meaningfully, "My daughter's math grades were so good before, why did they drop so much now?"

He turned to Liu Jian with a look of dissatisfaction: "Teacher Liu, I am not saying that Teacher Tong is so young. Without teaching experience, can he intimidate students?"

"Mr. Chen, this... Teacher Xiaotong is a top student at A University. Although she is young, she is..." Liu Jian tried to smooth things over. Before he could finish, Tong Yao took the initiative to continue:

"Although I am young and have only taught for a month and a half, the grades of my classes have improved compared to the rankings in the last exam. At least for now, you do not have sufficient basis to doubt my teaching level."

The man's expression froze, then he forced a smile and found a way out:

"Ha, I didn't express myself properly. Then, Mr. Tong, what's wrong with Chen Mo's math? He lost so much, it shouldn't be possible!"

Tong Yao glanced at Chen Mo. The girl lowered her head, as if what the adults were talking about had nothing to do with her.

"Mindset." She said, "Mathematics, physics and chemistry are subjects that test one's mindset, so Chen Mo's grades in these subjects have changed significantly. I think you should pay attention to your daughter's mental health and not put too much pressure on her."

The man patted his daughter's arm thoughtfully:

“Did we put a lot of pressure on you?”

Chen Mo looked up dully, his pupils dazed behind his glasses.

"……No."

"That's right, we need to turn pressure into motivation! Do you understand?"

It was like a strict boss talking to his subordinates.

Tong Yao wanted to say something but held it back. It was difficult for her to interfere with other people’s family’s education methods. She could only watch the fragile girl move forward under the push of the man.

"Okay, then we won't bother the teacher anymore," the man turned around, "promise the teacher that you'll be in the top three next time!"

Chen Mo looked up woodenly, looking at Liu Jian and Tong Yao, his lips moved, and Liu Jian quickly waved his hand:

"What are you promising? Just adjust your mindset first, and everything will be fine."

Tong Yao didn't know what to say for a moment.

The man left with his daughter, and his scolding could be vaguely heard in the corridor outside the door.

"How much study time has been lost? You can make up for it in the evening, okay?"

"Where's the monthly exam paper? You asked me to bring it to me, but you didn't? Run and get it!"

Tong Yao looked at the girl's thin back and felt sad.

"Chen Mo's family is a single-parent family. Her father is a writer." Liu Jian sighed, "How can you raise a child like this? The control is too strict. It hurts me to see it."

There is nothing wrong with being strict.

But what children need is love. Strictness is also based on love. When there is no love, the strict attitude is so heavy that Tong Yao is worried whether Chen Mo's thin shoulders can bear it.

She was like watching a child walk into a fire pit and be engulfed by the flames, but she was powerless to do anything.

Chapter 39: In the end, she still chose to believe

The last semester of No. 1 Middle School was a carnival for the students.

In an era when rote learning was prevalent, the Education Bureau called for quality education and required all-round development, and would conduct inspections from time to time. No. 1 Middle School was the first to be affected and was forced to respond.

The autumn in October is a gift from God.

After the Sports Festival, the National Day holiday comes. After the holiday, we use the autumn tour to comfort the students who are hurt by the exams. Then we experience the Mid-Autumn Festival and finally prepare for the art festival. We enjoy a year's worth of fun in one month.

As for midterm exams and parent-teacher meetings, that was a bitter and resentful November.

Just after the exam, Xu Hao took advantage of his mother's status as a teacher to get first-hand information and revealed that there would be an autumn outing in the near future, which made the whole class excited. Finally, at the end of the Chinese class one day, Laogai officially announced the news:

"For this week's fall outing, everyone can form a team freely, with about 5 people in each team."

"Oh!"

The cheers almost overturned the classroom.

"Ji Chen, let's form a team!"

"Ah."

"Ji Chen Ji Chen, add me in!"

As if afraid of being left behind, everyone gathered in their own small groups.

Ruan Qian seemed to be nailed to her seat. She did not move, but only occasionally glanced at the people who were forming teams.

Some people are left out, and the people who usually think they are friends have actually teamed up with better friends and don't even play with you. At this time, the people who are squeezed out of the circle can only smile awkwardly, find a way out and say "It's okay, I'll team up with someone else", and finally go back to the corner to lick their wounds alone.

Ruan Qian didn't want to be rejected.

Ruan Qian was afraid of being rejected.

She actually has a few friends, but do those friends think they are important enough to be in the forefront? If they want to form a team, will she be among their choices?

Ruan Qian didn't want to guess.

"Classmate, do you want to team up with us?" Jiang Yiming was surrounded by a bunch of boys, who knocked on her desk with a playful smile, "We are all boys, too gay."

Jiang Yiming's heart was pounding when he made the invitation.

I was too embarrassed to confess my feelings, so I could only use this opportunity to attract my deskmate's attention and increase the time we spent together.

Ruan Qian was stunned. She didn't want to team up with a bunch of boys. At least... there should be two girls, right? Otherwise, she would feel very uncomfortable.

But after rejecting this invitation, who can I team up with?

Fortunately, someone rescued her.

"Ruanruan, do you have a team?"

Yin Jiali came in from the back door, holding a cup of water in her hand, "I haven't formed a team yet, do you want to join us?"

Another high-quality girl came, and several boys were so happy that they all expressed their welcome to join them and do the heavy work.

Ruan Qian thought that this was probably the best choice.

After nodding, she also had her own team.

Several boys exchanged glances, and they all understood each other's joy - the two most beautiful girls in the class were in their group, and who knows how jealous and envious others must be!

After school on Friday afternoon, the school granted students one day of free entry and exit so that they could go out and buy some necessities for the autumn outing.

Tong Yao, a hidden homebody, was overwhelmed when she heard about the autumn outing. She didn't like going out, and it was not easy to ask for leave for group activities. She didn't want to be special, so she could only follow the group out of the school reluctantly.

The destination was the vegetable market, a place she had never personally consumed in her past or present life.

The wet market is literally a mixed bag.