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

"Grandma," Tong Yao stepped forward and sighed, "All the stolen property of your grandson was found in the dormitory, if there is no other place to hide it. It is the law that will judge him, not us. He is a minor, so the sentence will not be severe. What you need to do is wait for him to come out and guide him onto the right path, so that he will not associate with the messy people in society."

What she didn't say was that there was a problem within He Zeyu's gang. They were blaming each other for where Xu Yin's class funds were, making the final result confusing.

The old woman nodded tremblingly, her expression showing resignation or despair. She eventually left, perhaps to ask the police for help, or perhaps to see her grandson. She had not seen him for half a year because he was studying in another city, and when she saw him again, he was in prison.

But in the end it has nothing to do with school.

There is one question left.

What should I do with Xu Yin’s money?

Considering that the possibility of the police recovering the money was slim, Tong Yao went into the principal's office again.

When she saw Tong Jiansheng, she asked:

"Uncle, the students lost so much money, does the school really have no responsibility?"

Tong Jiansheng smiled, as if laughing at her naivety:

"Yaoyao, it's a good thing to care about students, but don't overdo it."

"I didn't... I just wondered if there was a better solution. After all, it was our security that failed..."

"Property safety and personal safety are separate. Hasn't the school emphasized many times that you should not bring valuables to the classroom?" Tong Jiansheng smiled, always gentle to his niece. "That student lost 6,000 yuan in class fees? If the school helps her pay it back, does it have to pay back the others as well? If she lost 6,000 yuan this time, does she have to pay for 60,000 yuan next time? What if she lost a watch worth 600,000 yuan?

"Yaoyao, you have to look at things from the school's perspective. If you lost money in the office, would you come to me to compensate you?"

Tong Yao lowered her head and said sullenly:

"I see."

Because her uncle was right, she felt even more ashamed and distressed.

She stood up, thinking about how to comfort Xu Yin when she got back, but Tong Jiansheng stopped her:

"Wait, Yaoyao, that student is the top student in our sophomore class, right?"

She was stunned for a moment and nodded:

"Yes."

"It just so happens that she lost the most money, while the others lost only small amounts." Tong Jiansheng said, "In fact, I have been thinking about this these days. How about this, in the final exam of the nine schools, the original scholarship for the top three students in the nine schools is 2000. I will find a way to raise it to 5000. If she can get it, it will be considered as her ability. The remaining 1000 will be used as a lesson for her. What do you think?"

The clouds parted, and the winter sun shone through the window, casting a layer of gold dust on the table.

Tong Yao stood in the sun, came to her senses, and bowed vigorously:

"Thank you, principal!"

Chapter 75: Rubbing ears

He Zeyu will probably be sentenced to more than one year in prison.

Upon hearing the news, Tong Yao felt heavy-hearted. She felt neither regretful that the person had fallen into depravity, nor happy that his crime had been punished and his evil deeds had been rewarded.

At 17, what do you know?

When he comes out of prison and becomes an adult, what will the outside world be like for him? What hope does his grandmother have for living alone?

She still can't forget the old man's stumbling back as he left the school.

In early January, the final exams were in their final review phase, and it was also the coldest time of the year. The cold air moved southward, making the whole city shiver, with occasional light snow. The severe cold trapped students in the classroom, with few charging ports, and people had to queue up to heat up electric water bottles.

Ruan Qian slumped in her seat and sneezed into her elbow. She caught a cold. She was studying on the balcony in the middle of the night. Even with the windows closed, the temperature was much lower than in the dormitory. Fortunately, she didn't catch a cold or have a fever. But this sneeze touched the heart of the secret admirer. Jiang Yiming was conflicted. He sat in the first row, so it was convenient to grab an outlet. His electric hot water bottle was also fully charged and ready for Ruan Qian to use at any time. However, little boys always have to be cautious when talking to girls they like. They think of several reasons in their minds before they dare to speak carefully. He found that his deskmate was really getting more and more dazzling. He would raise his hands high in class and lift his long hair over his ears when doing homework. Confidence and seriousness, these two qualities are beautiful in anyone.

When you look at her, she is always staring at the books and the blackboard with a delicate and clean profile. You dare not look at her for too long. When the teacher calls your name, you first look at her reaction and find that she is also looking at you. Then you are so nervous that you can't speak.

"Do you want a hot water bottle?" Jiang Yiming put the hot water bottle on the table and fanned himself with his palm, "I feel quite hot."

"really?"

Ruan Qian felt so cold that she said suspiciously, "It's below zero today."

The electric hot water bottle is actually a very ambiguous tool in student days. When you see someone you like using the hot water bottle you gave it to, your little thoughts will always become active, and you will enjoy helping the other person charge it every day and using it as a tool.

"Really? Use it."

The front door suddenly opened, and the wind blew, and the students in the first row were freezing cold. Jiang Yiming shivered on his legs, and continued to persuade Ruan Qian to use it.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Qian's eyes lit up, as if she saw something, she stood up and patted him on the back:

"Let me out."

"Ah? Oh..."

Jiang Yiming stood up and asked Ruan Qian, who was sitting inside, to go out every day. It was a rare opportunity to talk. After all, since he found out that he liked her, they talked less and less to each other, for fear that her impression of him would deteriorate.

He saw Ruan Qian run out. After a while, when she came back, she was holding an electric hot water bottle in her arms. It was brown and fluffy and looked very warm.

...and it looks expensive too.

“…What is this?” Was it given to me by another boy?

Jiang Yiming's heart was pounding.

"Teacher Tong gave it to me." Ruan Qian's eyes curved into crescents, and the tips of her canine teeth were revealed under her lips. "This lasts a very long time, and I don't need to charge it all the time. Teacher Tong charges it fully for me every day."

"...Is that so." Jiang Yiming silently took back his hot water bottle.

Everyone knows that Teacher Tong prefers Ruan Qian.

If Teacher Tong was a bald, middle-aged man, all kinds of dirty speculations would have emerged long ago, but Teacher Tong was a man so beautiful that all the girls felt ashamed of themselves, and no one thought that Teacher Tong had a particular liking for a student for some reason.

Furthermore, Teacher Tong's preference is based on being 100% good to everyone, and treating Ruan Qian 200% well. Everyone can only sigh that Ruan Qian is lucky and gets along well with Teacher Tong.

Jiang Yiming was feeling sad alone, while Ruan Qian was doing her homework while holding a hot water bottle, her heart full of sweetness.

At the end of the semester, everyone is rising up.

"Do well in the final exams, and you will have a good New Year when you come back. You will also have face when your relatives ask you about it." In the Chinese class, Laogai slapped the blackboard and preached, "I don't need to remind you of the importance of final exam results, right? In the future, when you apply for self-recruitment and summer camps, the school's quota will be based on your comprehensive scores in the second and third years of high school!"

But no matter what, the things about senior year of high school are still a bit far away for them, and only a few of them remember them clearly.

Independent enrollment, summer camp, and admission with reduced scores.

Ruan Qian wrote this down in her memo.

A good university is the first stepping stone in life, just like a gold-plated business card. She has already ranked in the top 200 in her grade. Based on the previous level of No. 1 Middle School, she is actually within the top 3,000 in the province. If she keeps up the pace, she will have many universities to choose from, but it is still not enough.

She felt it was not enough.

Teacher Tong...was the top scholar in the province back then.

If I go to an ordinary key university, I will be just like everyone else in the eyes of Teacher Tong's family.

She still has to work hard.

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This is the last weekend of the first semester of my senior year of high school.

The heavy winter vacation homework has been distributed, and some people have already started working on it. After the weekend, there are two days of exams, and then you can pack your bags and go home.

To use a classic phrase, “After this battle, I’m going back home.”

On Sunday night, the classroom was full of people and it was quiet, with only the sound of flipping pages being the loudest sound. Tomorrow was the exam, and many people didn't know what to review today. It felt like they could find problems everywhere, and they were very nervous.

After evening study, Tong Yao left the classroom and was caught up by the little girl.

"Teacher Tong!"

"What's wrong?" Tong Yao smiled.

"I have exams these two days. At night..." The little girl swallowed and whispered, "Can I sleep with you?"

They were afraid of being heard by others, so they stayed very close. Ruan Qian's heart was beating fast, and she quickly added:

"I couldn't sleep in the dorm..."

Tong Yao hesitated for a moment. She had said before that little girls could come to her place to sleep after taking exams, but their relationship was different then, just like how boys can’t go to the girls’ bathhouse when they grow up. She lowered her head and bit her lip:

"This..."

She looked up and saw Ruan Qian's clear and moist eyes and her shy and expectant expression. The words she wanted to refuse changed:

"……Okay."

Okay.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Tong Yao lay on the sofa, thinking about what she had said, and hit the pillow with her forehead.

How come I have become so shameless and so easily swayed?

The doorbell rang at this time, and she went to open the door. As expected, the little girl at the door was smiling at her with her schoolbag on her back. She was wearing slippers, which made her shorter even more obvious. Tong Yao sensitively stepped back a few steps and went back to the living room to sit on the sofa - how did the painter who painted Napoleon solve the awkward height of the emperor? That's right, let His Majesty Napoleon sit.

"You're here so early?" She turned on her computer and buried her head in her work.

"Well, the teacher asked us to rest early and not attend the fourth evening self-study." The little girl put down her schoolbag, knelt on the cushion next to Tong Yao, and said in a soft voice, "Teacher Tong, what are you doing?"

Tong Yao found that they now looked like a young couple, she was the hard-working husband and Ruan Ruan was the wife who clung to her.

Her face flushed and she whispered:

"Something happened."

"do you need my help?"

"How can you help?" She said with a smile, "Tomorrow is the final exam, so get some rest today. Isn't it easy to have insomnia before an exam? Then go to bed early."

"Oh..." The little girl's face fell, "But I want to talk to Teacher Tong for a while."

Such words made Tong Yao's heart feel like a piece of milk falling into water, slowly melting and dissolving, and her whole body was filled with mellow sweetness.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

From then on, the king did not go to court early.

She suppressed the throbbing in her heart and coaxed:

"Be good, go to sleep, do well on the test, and the teacher will give you a reward."

"After the exam...I went home." Ruan Qian said softly.

She moved closer and gently hugged Tong Yao's arm, "I'm going back to Xiangnan. I won't be able to see Teacher Tong for a month."

Tong Yao's hands stopped on the laptop keyboard.

"You guys...are you on vacation for that long?"

She had not realized that they would be separated for such a long time. She had seen the little girl almost every day for a semester, and it had become a habit for her, her soft company, her coquetry, her joy and her frustration. If the little girl hadn't said it, she really wouldn't have realized that they were about to be separated.

"Will Teacher Tong miss me?" Amid the rustling sound, the little girl crawled under her arms, lay on her legs, and looked at her.

Tong Yao froze. She had not expected the little guy to be so bold, although it was not the first time... Her face was burning and her voice was a little unsteady:

"……meeting."

"Then can I call Teacher Tong?"

"Of course," Tong Yao blinked, "It'll only take a month, it will be quick."

"Well," Ruan Qian said, "I miss Teacher Tong every day."

Tong Yao turned her head. She was too ashamed to look at the girl's straightforward expression. This child... really didn't know how to be reserved at all. She sighed in her heart and continued to look at the file. In the computer was Tong Hua's plan for a game.

She responded to the little girl's questions from time to time, and at the same time read the concept of the game, thinking to herself, isn't this the League of Legends in the previous life?

This idea was previously rejected by Tong Sicheng. After all, the Tong family was in business and they didn't want their eldest son to start a business. But Tong Hua, either because he was obsessed with playing the game or because he was mad, actually wanted to make such a game and even wanted to consult his sister who came up with the idea.

"Teacher Tong, I will be able to wear high heels in the future."

A voice came from below.

"You are not allowed to wear it."

"Teacher Tong, what should I do if I grow taller during the winter vacation?"

Tong Yao said with a straight face: "You are not allowed to grow taller."

If she grows any taller she won’t be her little girl anymore.

The two looked at each other and laughed together. Tong Yao smoothed Ruan Qian's braids, held them in her hands, and said:

"Just kidding, go home and eat well and exercise more, okay? Don't lose weight when school starts."