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

"Is Shen Yumin okay?"

In her impression, he was just an ordinary boy in Class 4.

Chen Mo nodded: "It's very good for me."

Simple and sincere concern warms a cold heart little by little.

For a moment, Tong Yao saw a hint of determination in the girl's eyes.

Chen Mo looked at her and said:

"We're going to break up."

Because it's good for everyone.

No one will be unhappy.

Tong Yao was stunned. As a teacher, she didn't know whether to support or stop it.

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In the empty office, Tong Yao took a sip of tea and prepared her lesson plan with a heavy heart.

It rains a lot in the south. The dark clouds that had just dispersed gathered again soon, bigger than the previous few days. The pouring rain was like a world-destroying flood.

She closed the window to keep out the rain.

At this time, everyone went to have dinner.

The little girl brought her dinner today, but the rain came suddenly and most of the students probably didn't bring umbrellas.

Ruanruan might still be trapped in the cafeteria like many other students.

She was a little worried. After thinking for a while, she took out her umbrella and prepared to go pick someone up. But after walking a few steps, she was afraid that Ruanruan would come and not be able to find her.

Just then, the door opened.

The little girl panted and held onto the door frame, the plastic bag in her hand steaming. The front of her hair was wet from the rain and stuck together, and her school uniform was covered with dark spots of water.

Tong Yao, still holding an umbrella in her hand, looked at her with her lips pursed into a straight line.

"You came running here?"

"...Ah? Because it suddenly started raining..."

Ruan Qian lowered her head embarrassedly.

Tong Yao put down her umbrella, walked over, put the bag in the little girl's hand aside, and gently touched her hair:

"I'm soaked to the skin. How about waiting in the cafeteria first?"

Her movements were gentle, like a spring breeze. Ruan Qian blushed quietly, and she didn't have the strength to speak:

"Everyone...all came here running..."

"You're the one who's going to suffer from a cold." Tong Yao said angrily, "Come here, I'll wipe it for you."

"Eh? No need!"

The little girl couldn't resist, nor was she willing to resist, so she was pulled to sit down. Tong Yao took out a dry towel, wrapped it around the little girl's head, and began to rub it through the towel.

"Are your shoes and socks wet too?"

She asked.

"Don't worry about that!" Ruan Qian was so embarrassed that water could be wrung out of her socks, but she refused to take them off because she felt embarrassed to be barefoot in front of Teacher Tong.

"If you don't want to take it off, then don't take it off." Tong Yao smiled, "Remember to change it when you get back. Stretch out your neck."

She held the towel, and seemed to be as majestic as holding the chalk. Ruan Qian bent down obediently and let Tong Yao wipe her neck dry. The girl's skin was white with a hint of pink, as smooth as a peeled egg. Tong Yao was also dazzled by the whiteness as she wiped.

Nice skin...

she said to herself.

"Teacher Tong..." the little girl's soft voice came, "Let's eat..."

She calmed herself down and took back the towel: "No hurry."

The little girl who was wiped clean looked like a kitten whose fur had been smoothed.

The kitten straightened his school uniform, looked up at her, and blinked his clear eyes:

"Is Teacher Tong unhappy today?"

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled:

"You can see that."

In the past, the role has been reversed.

Ruan Qian pointed with her fingers shyly and nodded slightly.

Because as long as she was in sight, she would always look at Teacher Tong.

She wanted to see through Teacher Tong's heart, understand Teacher Tong's happiness and worries - or maybe it would be enough to just see the worries so that she could share Teacher Tong's worries.

As long as it makes Teacher Tong happy...she can do anything.

"thank you."

Tong Yao felt warm in her heart and patted the towel on the little girl's head. "But you should just focus on studying. This is an adult matter. You still have painting tasks to complete, right? Can you handle it? Are you sure you can win the competition?"

The series of questions confused the little girl.

Ruan Qian sorted it out and suddenly lost her confidence:

"I'm okay."

Thinking of the midterm exam, she felt both excited and nervous.

Can I do well in the midterm exam?

"What type of comic contest is yours?" Tong Yao asked casually.

"It's... a new comics competition." Ruan Qian said, "The last time I submitted a manuscript, it was a preliminary round. If I pass, I will send the follow-up content."

"Is that so? Then keep going," Tong Yao encouraged.

But what Ruan Qian didn't say was that if she passed, she would be under even more pressure. Her story wasn't finished yet, and the deadline for registration was already on the day she signed up, and the preliminary review would be over by the end of the month, which meant that she had to finish a complete comic story before the midterm exam in order to be able to submit for the main competition.

The gold prize is 30,000 yuan in cash and an iPad.

But this is just the gold medal in the comics competition.

The gold medal that Teacher Tong gave her was——

"I'll give you whatever you want."

Chapter 44: Change is gradual

Pakho Chan, 42 years old, is a writer of online literature. He is divorced and drives a shabby Santana. He lives in a 90-square-meter house left by his parents in the old city.

These labels seem a bit cruel to put on a middle-aged man, making him seem like he has accomplished nothing.

But he still has something to show off when he is outside.

Daughter Chen Mo.

In terms of academic performance, his daughter has never embarrassed him since she was a child. After experiencing several creative failures, he suddenly realized that he would probably never become a dragon in this life, but his excellent daughter still has unlimited potential.

From then on, he devoted all his energy to raising his daughter. He gave up his hobbies and even quit smoking. A man who was once a bad man and was idle and despised by his wife, turned into a self-disciplined father.

His only wish is to see his daughter become a successful person.

In a western restaurant.

"Momo, let's eat steak," Pakho Chan said with a smile on his face, "Don't you love steak the most?"

Chen Mo sat opposite, without even picking up her knife and fork. Her strict father showed weakness in front of her, but she felt like she was watching a play, without any ripples in her heart.

The steak on the table is bright and expensive. In the past, it was a reward for good grades in the exam, but now it has become a slap in the face.

"Why are you standing there? Eat now, before it gets cold." the man urged.

She quietly picked up the knife and fork and cut a corner of the steak. The man opposite had nothing in front of him, and he only ordered food for her, probably because it was too expensive and he couldn't bear it.

"...Aren't you going to order something to eat?" she asked softly.

Pakho Chan was stunned, took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "Dad is full at home."

This weekend, the daughter was supposed to go to a cram school for classes, but Pakho Chan asked for leave for his daughter and took her out for a Western meal.

Chen Mo lowered his head and put the cut meat into his mouth.

"Momo, that... that day at school, Dad was too impulsive," the man rubbed his hands, his posture humble, his tone flattering, "Your teachers Tong and Liu also talked to me and said that you are not in a premature relationship, which makes me feel relieved. They also mentioned that I put too much pressure on you, and Dad will reflect on this point."

The girl paused while eating and then uttered a soft "hmm".

"You are a girl after all. It's not good to get too close to a boy. Contact that boy less in the future and focus on your studies." The man breathed a sigh of relief. "Can you promise Dad this?"

"……Um."

"Also, your tutoring institution is about to sign a contract again. I've added 50 hours of one-on-one tutoring for you. You won't have to go to the previous one-on-three tutoring."

Chen Mo didn't even raise his head, and continued to cut the steak, his eyebrows lowered:

"Is it expensive?"

When the man heard about the money, he showed a pained expression on his face, but he quickly adjusted himself and said:

"It's more than 10,000 yuan. It's okay. Just focus on your studies and don't worry about the money."

More than ten thousand.

This is a huge sum of money that the family needs to consider for a long time before using.

Chen Mo was not surprised that her father would spend this much money. He had spent more in the past, 50,000 yuan for overseas summer camps and 30,000 yuan for English training courses, just so that she could feel the so-called "international atmosphere" and improve her English level in a language environment - although he found out that it was all a scam after practice, but Chen Baihao was happy to eat steamed bread every day so that his daughter would not lose at the starting line.

Education itself is a means of making money through huge profits.

"Momo," the man asked tentatively, seeing that his daughter was still well-behaved and obedient, "Are you confident about the midterm exam? You won't make stupid mistakes, right? There's nothing to be nervous about. If you have any questions, ask the teacher. If you have any opinions for dad, you can also give them to him."

Cutlery clattered against the plate.

Chen Mo wiped her mouth with a tissue. Today's steak was no longer as delicious as before, and it was even difficult for her to swallow.

She doesn't hate her father.

Even if he was slapped in public, even if everyone looked at him strangely after he returned to the classroom, she knew that her father was very tired. He had worn two pairs of leather shoes for several years and saved all his income for her.

She once wanted to get into a good university, fly far away, and escape from this cage that suffocated her.

Now, she just felt tired.

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Planning for the festival begins this weekend.

Class 7, on a weekend night, Li Hanqiang took a break from evening self-study to talk about the art festival. The program was tentatively scheduled to be dance, and the money for the dance teacher would be drawn from the class fee. The plan was to select ten girls and five boys.

"Anyone volunteer?" he asked.

As expected, no one raised their hand.

It’s not that no one really wants to participate, but raising your hand at this time is like... wanting to show off yourself - although some people do want to show off themselves, they don’t want others to think that "he wants to show off himself."

That would be too embarrassing.

"If no one raises their hand, then I'll recommend you!" Laogai was furious. "This is to win honor for the class. Those who participate will get three extra points, dinner will be provided every day during rehearsal, and homework can be submitted later!"

After these words were spoken, the class became somewhat lively.

"Ji Chen! I recommend Ji Chen!"

The squad leader was the first to be pushed out.

In the spirit of "better off a friend than to die", some people who didn't want to go started to recommend others loudly. Some people who wanted to go but were too embarrassed to recommend themselves also started to cheer loudly and recommend others - because the other party might recommend themselves in return, and then they could join.

Ruan Qian hid in the corner. She had always stayed away from such activities, but since the sports meet, her attitude had subtly changed.

She shone like a star during the sports meet.