Early the next morning, Qian Erbai greeted the students at the school gate as usual. To his surprise and relief, only one student was unfortunately late today.

This classmate ran over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, but still failed to cross the sideline of the school gate before the morning reading bell rang.

Seeing the frustration and unwillingness on his face, Qian Erbai felt amused in his heart, and felt pity faintly, and was about to turn a blind eye and let him go, but this classmate walked to the table and wrote down his own name.

Qian Erbai said: "It's only two seconds away, you can be considered not late today." The

little classmate was firm and said, "I need to give myself a long memory", "Although two seconds are short, they are all below the passing line, late The nature of it is no different from the other five minutes and ten minutes".

Qian Erbai patted him on the shoulder appreciatively and said: "It's rare that you have such awareness, it's worthy of praise, come to the playground to run laps in the afternoon." The

little classmate looked serious and nodded heavily.

On the way back to work, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself, "Fortunately, I was smart enough to see through Director Lu's trap, otherwise it might not be such a simple matter of running laps." He still remembers that when the vice chairman of the student union was late I went to the director to try to accommodate him, but he was called about the parents.

The little classmate patted his chest with lingering fear, and once again praised his cleverness.

Qian Erbai felt ashamed for the momentary vacillation just now, but fortunately he was still the teaching director, so he almost made a self-righteous mistake. If a single thought makes an exception, his prestige in the minds of students may be greatly reduced in the future.

What's more serious is: if the students are instilled with the idea that "small mistakes are no big deal and can be ignored", it is likely to have a negative impact on the shaping of their temperament and personality, resulting in very serious consequences.

We can tolerate the existence of small mistakes in real life, but we never agree with the thought that the existence of flaws is normal and not worthy of attention.

"Teaching without discrimination, equal treatment" is not a slogan, nor is it a one-sided regulation. It is the most basic means to protect the broad, true and equal rights of every educated person.

Director Lu decided to be more strict with himself in the future, no matter what the situation is, he must be fair, rewards and punishments are clearly defined, and he will never favoritism, and resolutely safeguard every student's legal right to education.

During lunch time, Xia Changdian came to the school. The name is to pick up the schoolbag for Fang Tongtong, but in fact it is to see Qian Erbai.

After asking a student for directions, he pretended to be calm and walked to the door of the dean's office. Before he could knock on the door, Qian Erbai dragged him into the room.

The two hugged each other tightly, strangling each other more vigorously, as if whoever had more strength would miss him more deeply.

Xia Changdian put his head on Qian Erbai's shoulder, rubbed his face against his neck, whimpering like a puppy. He still wanted to take a bite of that place, but he held back considering the image of Qian Erbai's people's teacher.

The two embraced for a long time, and finally separated reluctantly.

Xia Changdian originally wanted to invite Qian Erbai to have dinner together, but because he is Fang Tongtong's guardian, and Heshi No. 2 Middle School expressly prohibits the school staff from having close contact with the students' parents in private, Qian Erbai, as a school teacher, had to avoid suspicion to avoid causing trouble. Unnecessary misunderstanding.

Xia Changdian was a little disappointed, and shook the schoolbag in his hand unhappily.

Qian Erbai squeezed his face, and comforted him: "We can still meet outside of working days, as long as we don't get discovered."

Hearing this, Xia Changdian became happy again, and he quickly kissed Qian Erbai's face She kissed her and said, "Then it's settled, I'll come to you tomorrow afternoon."

Qian Erbai nodded with a smile, hugged him again, and then politely sent him out the door with a trace of alienation.

Although Xia Changdian knew that this was a disguise for work, he still felt uncomfortable. After walking halfway, he turned back, knocked on the door and entered the eighth grade office.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the voices of chatter in the office stopped, and they all turned their heads to look at Xia Changdian at the same time. One of the female teachers asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Xia Changdian frowned, and after a moment of contemplation, he finally found a name from the corner of his memory: "Is Teacher Zhang Wei here?" The

female teacher was surprised, "I am, may I ask ?" You are..." She subconsciously tensed up, this person's face was as heavy as water, and he was afraid that the person who came was not kind.

Xia Changdian walked into the office and said, "I'm Fang Tongtong's elder brother. Tongtong injured her leg yesterday. The doctor said she needs to rest for a few days. I'll ask her for leave." He walked up to Zhang Wei with his long legs. A tall man of 1.85 meters stood beside him, blocking most of the light.

The other party's line of sight was cast from the direction of the top of the head, full of oppression. Zhang Wei stood up, went to the computer to open the student attendance test, and changed the home field by searching for information, while saying: "Oh, Director Lu has already approved this matter as a leave, Tongtong feeling better?"

"It's better, thank you teacher for your concern, but she is very worried that her study progress will be delayed, so," Xia Changdian took off the schoolbag behind him, opened it, and said, "Do you have any exercises or test papers here, please?" Fill it up for me."

Zhang Wei: "?"

When Fang Tongtong, who "loves learning", saw a schoolbag full of real questions and secret papers that must be brushed for training, he felt like killing his brother on the spot.

Xia Changdian also showed her his shopping cart thoughtfully, and said: "You do it first, if you don't have enough, you still have more. Your May 3rd is already on the way."

Fang Tongtong only hated that he was a semi-disabled person now, so he couldn't jump up and give him a headbutt. She wailed and fell on the bed: "Fang Zhen, your uncle! What a hatred!"

Xia Changdian smiled slightly, and said, "How can this be hatred? This is the love I hope for you Jackie Chan. Also, every girl Yes , be gentle, we don't have a grandpa at all."

Fang Tongtong wanted to cry, but could only hold his brother's heavy love and was heartbroken.

This afternoon, the playground was still crowded with people. In addition to those who took the IOUs to pay off the debts, there were also some students who spontaneously came to keep fit.

One of the representatives said that moderate aerobic exercise, such as jogging, before evening self-study can significantly improve the efficiency of subsequent studies.

Qian Erbai was noncommittal, in short, his intention was good, so he acquiesced.

The classmate who was two seconds late in the morning was stumped by the question of how many laps he should run. Standing in front of Qian Erbai, he stretched out his fingers to draw on the palm of his palm, but couldn't figure out the answer no matter what.

Qian Erbai said: "It's fine to run for a few laps, you don't need to be too rigid about the form, attitude is the most important thing." The

little classmate nodded, still persistently counting, and finally he took twenty steps.

Qian Erbai couldn't help but want to applaud his rigorous attitude.

On Saturday, there was only class in the morning, and there was no morning reading, so Qian Erbai had a rare extra sleep.

The students who arrived at the school early in the morning did not see a familiar figure at the school gate. They were still a little dazed for a while, but suddenly remembered that today is Saturday, and couldn't help sighing and regretting.

Qian Erbai strolled around the campus.

He came to the Shangxue pool where he saw Fang Tongtong and the two on the first day.

A boy was sitting alone on the bench, throwing stones at the koi in the pond, sighing after throwing one, and muttering something in a low voice.

Qian Erbai did not make a sound, approached quietly, and heard the boy say: "She likes me, she doesn't like me, she doesn't like me, she likes me..."

"Is there anything bothering you, can you talk to me Shall we talk?" Qian Erbai put his hand on the back of the chair, just pressing down on the boy's raised collar.

The boy was taken aback, and looked back—"The Great Demon King!" He was about to run away, but his collar was caught, and he didn't even stand up. In desperation, he wanted to use a golden cicada to get out of his shell.

Before he could unzip the zipper, Qian Erbai sat next to him, put his arms together, and the two brothers hugged him as if, and said: "I know you, you can run away like a monk, but you can't run away from the temple.

" I feel that the Great Demon King is very different today. In the past, he was serious and upright. Today, Director Lu is a little... wanton?

He shrank his neck, said with a dry laugh: "Director Lu, why are you here?"

Seeing that he was not running away, Qian Erbai withdrew his hand and put it on the back of the chair.

Putting up his legs, he looked at the sparkling pool and said, "Walking, what are you doing here, feeding the fish?" He turned his face and glanced at the boy beside him, with a teasing smile in his eyes.

The boy grinned awkwardly, then quietly threw away the remaining stones in his hand, stared straight ahead without saying a word.

At this time, it was just past nine o'clock and ten o'clock, and the weather was getting hotter. A pergola was set up above the bench, and the sun could not shine on people, so he tore himself into small pieces and turned them into golden lights and threw them into the pool, shaking and trying to get into people's eyes.

Qian Erbai was blocked by his glasses, so he didn't care, but the boy squinted his eyes because of the irritation.

After a burst of pain, he couldn't help but shed two tears, sliding down his childish face.

He quickly lowered his head, fearing that Director Lu would see him, but the two tears fell down, leaving two dark water stains on the blue sweatpants.

Qian Erbai pretended not to see it. Boys have to be strong and don't want to be seen as vulnerable.

He lightly wrote: "If it is an emotional problem, you can tell me about it. Director Lu is not at work today, and I am an enthusiastic citizen, Lu Xian." The

boy smiled through his tears, quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, and said nonchalantly: "What? Is there any emotional problem, I am a question-making machine with no emotions."

Qian Erbai also laughed, and didn't ask any more questions. He respects the privacy of the students. Since the other party has no desire to confide, he will not force them to express.

The two just sat there watching the fish for a while, neither of them moved.

The bell rang.

The boy was still distracted, staring at the water without focus.

Qian Erbai said: "It's class, don't you want to go back to class?" The

boy stood up with a long sigh, looked at Qian Erbai and said seriously: "Mr. Lu, you are very different from the legend."

"Oh?" Qian Erbai raised his eyebrows with high spirits, like a young man in fresh clothes.

The boy nodded, "It's not like a teacher, it's more like our peers."

After finishing speaking, he felt that this sentence was a bit out of bounds, so he quickly stopped talking and said, "I'm just talking nonsense, don't mind. I'm going to class Goodbye, teacher!" Seeing that Qian Erbai's expression was not angry, he felt a little more at ease, and left quickly.

Qian Erbai chuckled, relaxed his body and leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at the antique painting drawn on the inner wall of the gazebo roof, and realized in his heart - presumably the original owner was able to get along with the students because of this character, and This also became an excuse for those with ulterior motives to attack him.

Sensing that his host was affected by the personality of the original owner, Lu Liuliu was a little worried, and asked, "Do you want to sort out your emotions, the host, you are being eroded by Lu Xian's consciousness."

Qian Erbai waved his hand and said: "No need , There is nothing wrong with such a personality, don't worry, I won't get lost." He just wanted the identity of "Lu Xian" to shine in the territory he loves and to display his ambitions.

As soon as the school bell rang, Xia Changdian called Qian Erbai, "Are you free, I'll pick you up?" The deep and deep voice was gentle, with a hint of anticipation, and the end of the note rose.

A deliberate cold snort could be heard in the background, it was Fang Tongtong who was trying to show her presence and express her dissatisfaction.

"Okay. I'll wait for you." Qian Erbai said with a smile while closing the windows of the house.

The author has something to say: "Your emotional assistant will be online soon, so stay tuned!"

Many years later, the students of Heshi No. 2 Middle School who have graduated long ago recalled the horror of being dominated by Director Lu's emotional hotline again, and couldn't help but fight. Tears flowed.

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