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

"Zai Zai, what's wrong?"

"The midterm results are out." Although she tried not to get carried away, her tone couldn't help but rise.

"You look so happy. Have you made progress?" the mother over there asked with a smile.

"Grade 221!" The meaning of "Praise me quickly" is already very clear.

"My little one is awesome. I know that our little Qian will have a bright future. But don't be complacent. This semester is only halfway through."

Even though she was hundreds of kilometers away, Ruan Qian could imagine a smile on her mother's tired face. How relieved would her mother be that she had finally done well in the exam since her freshman year of high school? Whenever she thought about this, she wanted to travel back in time and slap Ruan Qian, who was sinking into a daze every day, to wake her up.

"Okay, no more talking. Mom is going to be busy now."

There was a faint urging voice on the other end of the phone. Ruan Qian quickly said "goodbye" and "take care of yourself" and hung up the phone in a hurry.

She looked at her phone with her brows lowered.

She actually... wanted this joy to last a little longer with her mother.

Sometimes children complain that they grow too slowly. Ruan Qian is at this stage now. She wants to grow up quickly and become the kind of person she wants to be. While many people are still enjoying the benefits of their parents, Ruan Qian is already thinking about how to make her mother happy in the future.

She put her phone in her pocket and looked towards the office. Although she hadn't decided what reward she would ask Teacher Tong for, she wanted to make her relationship with Teacher Tong as close as before. If Teacher Tong cared about the kiss, she would find a reason to cover it up. In any case, she couldn't let Teacher Tong know her feelings until she was confident enough.

She walked towards the office nervously but expectantly, and stopped at the door. The door was open and it was very busy inside. Almost every teacher had a student at the desk. These students usually had serious regression and would inevitably receive a lot of advice from the teachers.

But what caught Ruan Qian's attention was that there were also some in front of Teacher Tong's desk.

It seems like I came at the wrong time.

"I checked online. In fact, many students have the same anxiety as you. Maybe... you can try to lower your goal a little bit. For example,... aim for 150th place first? You are over now. It's not the end of the world."

It was the first time that Tong Yao felt so helpless in front of her students.

Chen Mo failed the exam again. He was in the 200th grade and ranked in the top 4000 or 5000 in the province. He was already a standout among the 400,000 candidates. But for Chen Mo, who was once trained as a candidate for the top scorer, it was no different from failing the exam.

Anxiety and nervousness are not enough to describe Chen Mo's state. She is now terrified of the exam. The already thin girl looks like she will be blown away by the wind. She takes notes the most carefully and does the most questions, but when she takes the exam, even her handwriting is distorted.

No teacher dared to criticize her, for fear of discouraging this fragile student. Liu Jian, the head teacher, was tired of counseling her. In her prime youth, her eyes were as empty as those of a dying woman.

"Or I can talk to your father again..."

"it's useless."

Chen Mo said softly, "I've tried them all."

"Thank you, Teacher Tong."

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Tong Yao was still in a daze until Chen Mo had left for a long time.

When I came to my senses, it was all because of Ruan Qian.

The little girl waited at the door for a long time, and only came in after Chen Mo had been gone for a few minutes. Because the next class was physical education, and the physical education teacher had recently given them a holiday and free time, she had plenty of time.

"Teacher Tong!"

The little girl bent over to look at her. Tong Yao saw that she looked proud and cute, and she pulled herself away from Chen Mo's matter and couldn't help but smile:

"What are you shouting about?"

This child has made great progress, she knew it yesterday.

I just haven't figured out my attitude yet.

Intimacy without going beyond the rules - this balance is too difficult to grasp. Does Ruanruan really like me as a homosexual? Now it seems not to be the case. The girl seems to be very open and honest, as if I am the only one who is worrying about trivial things.

"Teacher Tong, I got 603 points."

Ruan Qian blinked and hinted.

Tong Yao looked up at the sky, thought about it, and said:

"Congratulations."

Avoid talking about rewards.

She regretted saying "I'll give you whatever you want". Wouldn't it be better to suggest "Take you to the movies"? What if Ruanruan said "Kiss me" again?

She is not a person who likes to default on her debts. Her life motto is to do what she says.

"Teacher Tong..." The little girl's tone was innocent and a little dissatisfied, "You won't cheat, will you?"

"…What are you playing tricks on me?"

Tong Yao felt bad. Sure enough, this child still remembered her promise. It was a bit bad. Ruanruan was so disrespectful. How could she still have any authority? Teachers really needed some distance. But be strict...

And feel guilty.

If you have even the slightest thought about a teacher-student relationship, you should bear the consequences yourself instead of leaving it to the students.

"Just don't cheat." The little girl smiled, "Teacher Tong said that if I do well in the exam, I can have whatever I want, right?"

Tong Yao’s eyelids twitched. It’s coming. What’s coming cannot be avoided.

"…It's only over 200. Xu Yin is the top student in her grade this time."

Ruan Qian was stunned, her smile disappeared, she said "oh" softly, and then lowered her head in silence.

Tong Yao wished she could stuff those words back into her mouth.

But it’s hard to undo what’s done.

She felt guilty and whispered:

"I was just kidding...Ruanruan did very well in the exam. What reward do you want?"

The little girl looked up, her eyes lit up, and her expression changed so quickly that Tong Yao cried out that she had been deceived:

"I want Teacher Tong..."

Tong Yao’s breathing paused.

"...Be a painting model for me once." The little girl changed the subject and smiled with a bit of malice.

Tong Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't have to be naked to be your model, right?"

Ruan Qian blushed and shook her head: "No." But it's best to be naked. "What's the specific time?"

"I...will listen to Teacher Tong."

He was well behaved again at this time.

Tong Yao sighed and waved her hand: "Go back, I'll take a rest."

"Well, goodbye, Teacher Tong!"

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After the midterm, many people relaxed their study schedule a bit, but Ruan Qian still insisted on attending the fourth evening self-study session and did not return to the dormitory until 11 o'clock.

Before leaving, she packed her schoolbag because she had to work overtime after returning to the dormitory. While packing, she found that an exercise book was missing. It was probably lost when moving seats during the exam room. She was a little anxious. If nothing unexpected happened, it should still be in the class. Everyone's exercise books were similar, and she didn't know who had taken it in by mistake.

She had already wasted more than ten minutes in the classroom, and by the time she was looking for it, it was already half past eleven.

"Turn off the lights, turn off the lights!" The patrolling security guard stood at the door, holding a large flashlight in his hand, "If you don't go back to the dormitory, I'm going to turn off the power!"

"Right away!" Ruan Qian searched for a long time and finally found her book in the drawer under the podium. "Okay!"

She stuffed the book into her bag. The security guard had already left and was yelling not far away. Is there anyone else who hasn't left? Ruan Qian was puzzled. She didn't expect that there was someone else who stayed so late besides her.

She ran out of the door and when she passed Class 4, she saw the only girl in the classroom.

It was the girl who was in Teacher Tong’s office this morning.

Class 4 and Class 7 shared several teachers, so they were considered sister classes. Although everyone couldn't call each other by name, they had a good relationship and often played together in physical education class. She stepped back a few steps, retreated to the door of Class 4, and poked her head in:

"Aren't you going back to the dormitory? The security guard is going to scold you."

Some security guards at No. 1 Middle School are very violent and have received widespread negative reviews from students.

The girl lowered her head while doing her homework. When she heard Ruan Qian's words, she looked up and gently put her pen back into her pencil case:

"it is good."

Almost all the classrooms were dark, and flashlights from a distance shone over, and the familiar roar began again:

"The people from Class Four aren't leaving yet?!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Ruan Qian said, "Why don't you go back to the dormitory and do your homework."

Chen Mo quietly put away her schoolbag, and when she reached the door, she whispered:

"I'm a day student."

Day students have to go back home to live.

Ruan Qian was instantly embarrassed. She had originally wanted to go back to the dormitory with this girl. She wanted to get to know her because Teacher Tong seemed to be troubled by this girl's problem. As long as there was a possibility, she also wanted to try to help Teacher Tong.

"Oh... day school is good, but it's so late, is it safe to go back?"

“The rented house is very close.”

Chen Mo turned off the power, and the last light in the teaching building went out, leaving her expression hidden in the darkness.

Before turning off the lights, for a moment, Ruan Qian felt that this girl stayed here so late because she didn't want to go home.

Chapter 53: Parents' Meeting

There is a parents' meeting this afternoon.

Parent-Teacher Meetings are actually very easy for teachers other than the class teacher, and they generally do not need to be present. However, when Li Hanqiang invited Tong Yao to communicate with the parents in Class 7, she did not refuse.

Be well prepared.

Tong Yao knew that she was new and didn't look like a teacher. Parents might have doubts about her appearance and qualifications, but she believed that the math results of Class 7 were convincing enough. In addition, she had a close relationship with the children. Traditional parents would probably trust strict teachers who used both kindness and severity rather than soft persimmons like her.

A teacher is a teacher, how can he be friends with students?

She has always been calm and considerate. The students are not afraid of her and treat her as a gentle sister. Sometimes she will let them go if they don't hand in their homework and just say a few soft words to them. Fortunately, this is No. 1 Middle School and most of the students are self-disciplined enough, otherwise she doesn't know what math class would be like.

Maybe one day, I will become the kind of ferocious she-devil that my students talk about.

Before the parents' meeting, the parents' group was very lively. Li Hanqiang posted the class's report card and some comparative data in the group, and a group of parents said "thank you teachers for your hard work" and "thank you teachers". Although it was a show of courtesy, fearing that the teacher would be dissatisfied with someone and then make things difficult for the child, Tong Yao, as a teacher, was still very moved to see the words of thanks.

The transcripts cover the names and only show the student ID numbers. Every parent knows their child's ID number, but they can only ask their own children about the grades of other students. Although this half-hidden method has limited privacy protection, it can still maintain the self-esteem of some parents and children.

Jiali’s mother: “Oh, your Ji Chen is the first again this time, right? That’s amazing/thumbs up”

Ji Chen's father: "Ha, this kid has finally gotten the hang of it, and you girls are amazing too/laughing"

Yiming’s mother: “Oh, if only my Yiming could work half as hard as yours.”

Yi Ran’s mother: “Boys are all naughty. They are already in the second year of high school. It’s time to change their minds/Hammer”

A group of parents, some were truly impressed, some were just pretending to be flattering. At this age, they either showed off their husbands or their children. In short, it was a lot of fun to watch the nursery rhymes.

But her joy soon turned into a headache.

In WeChat messages, a bunch of people requested to add her as a friend. These parents usually don't pay much attention to details, but now that they have seen the grades of the whole class, they are worried about their children's math and want to consult her. She has answered questions like "My child was very good at math in junior high school, but why can't he keep up in high school?" Parents are too embarrassed to ask in a large group, so they all come to chat privately.

In the densely packed list, she spotted a name that made her eyelids jump - Ruan Qian's mother.

The avatar is a little girl riding a bicycle.

That’s right, it’s the little girl named Ruan, who is disrespectful, annoying, but very cute.

Many parents seem to like using their children as avatars. Tong Yao is just glad that Jiang Wu and Tong Sicheng didn’t do that - Tong Hua did want to use her as an avatar, but didn’t dare to do so after being beaten.

She didn't know why she was hesitating. Maybe she felt guilty about having an affair with someone's daughter? Wake up, she didn't do anything! That kiss... can it be called a kiss when a teacher encourages a student?

Tong Yao nodded "agree" with a nervous mood.

"You have added 'Ruan Xi's mother', you can start chatting now"

The other party didn't say anything, and then, for some unknown reason, she clicked on the mother's circle of friends.

She thought she was just taking a look.

The other party did not set permissions. The latest one was to celebrate the daughter's progress in the exam. If you flip back, most of the messages were related to business.

10 month 5 day.