Mi Yang was surprised and asked, "Teacher Dai went on a blind date, who was it with?"
My deskmate whispered, "With a very fashionable girl. Yuan Qi from our class owns a coffee shop. She met Teacher Dai at a parent-teacher conference and recognized her at first sight. We didn't believe her when she told us about it, but Teacher Dai is the same. He keeps going on blind dates with every family he meets. He brought another girl with him! Yuan Qi saw it with her own eyes this time. Her eyes were red when she came back to tell us about it..."
Mi Yang felt that he was a little emotional, his lips were trembling, as if he still couldn't accept this fact.
My classmate choked up and said, "Old Dai has gone too far this time."
As they were whispering, Mi Yang couldn't help but ask, "Maybe, maybe Teacher Dai just wants to make more friends?"
A female classmate sitting behind Mi Yang said quietly, "League Secretary, our teacher Wen treats you well on weekdays. Which side are you on? Teacher Wen must be sad. Look, she has lost a lot of weight."
My deskmate said with a sad face, "That's right. We watched it happen with our own eyes. It hurts so much. What Teacher Dai did was not right. He usually came to our class so diligently, and he wanted to come three times a day. Now he is going on a blind date... How could he do such a thing?"
The mood of the second class was the same. They felt like they were all Teacher Wen's relatives. They were shocked and angry about Lao Dai's blind date - you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually betrayed the "revolution"? !
Mi Yang looked up at the small pot of green radish on the podium. It was originally sent by Class 1. He cut off a branch and raised it. Now it has grown very strong, with green leaves spreading out. Every time Teacher Dai came to class, he would take care of the pot of green radish. He loved flowers and could grow them. He would hum a song when he held a small kettle to water the flowers.
Teacher Wen’s posture of watering the flowers just now was the same as his.
On the other side, Bai Luochuan was also thinking about Teacher Dai's schedule. He frowned and thought for a while, then turned around and knocked on Mao Yue's desk behind him and asked him, "Hey, what's going on with Teacher Dai recently?"
Mao Yuehu looked at him with tears in his eyes and a guilty look on his face: "Squad Leader..."
Bai Luochuan was startled: "What's going on?"
Before Mao Yue could say anything, Old Dai hurried in and posted a new duty roster for everyone. He assigned some odd jobs to Bai Luochuan. He was probably quite satisfied with his score and even made a couple of jokes: "Let squad leader Bai serve us for another month or two. Everyone, hurry up and supervise him to fulfill his duties as squad leader."
Old Dai took the lead in applauding, and the classmates in the class followed suit sparsely. Although they cooperated, they still looked a little lonely.
Old Dai also noticed it, but he just thought that the students were studying hard, and encouraged them as he did before: "Everyone has to work hard, too. We still have more than a year to fight for it. Let's give it a try together. Good! No! Good!"
Old Dai raised his fist in high spirits, but when the students looked at him, they only said in a long tone: "Okay—" You could hear some resentment in his voice, and the eyes that looked up at him were also filled with the pain of youth. The morale of the whole class was low, and he felt as if he had done something to let everyone down without telling the whole class.
Old Dai was confused, so he gave Bai Luochuan a few more words of advice to maintain discipline during the self-study class and then left.
Mao Yue sighed from behind and called Bai Luochuan, "Squad Leader."
Bai Luochuan smiled and said, "What's the matter? I'm going to college a year earlier. You won't be so reluctant to let me go, right?"
Mao Yue was a poor talker, and could not get to the point after talking for a long time. The propaganda committee member next to him was his deskmate, so he pushed him and took over the conversation, angrily saying, "Old Dai is actually on a blind date, and the person he is with is not Teacher Wen! This is unscientific!"
Another one also said indignantly: "And he was rejected, he deserved it!"
Some people also sighed: "Our brotherhood with Class 2 is over. Old Dai is not doing his job well!"
"Yes, this time it was Teacher Dai who went too far. I feel really bad when I see Teacher Wen now. I feel so sorry for the brothers and sisters in Class 2."
…
The whole class looked down on Lao Dai for his greed. Even if he was pursuing someone, he had to be sincere. Everyone helped him pursue her for two years, but why did he just go on a blind date? Very angry! The class was not prepared. Even the League Secretary who was usually very calm read the Heart Sutra for two days to cool down. Mao Yue, a man as strong as an iron tower, was so sad that he couldn't speak. Bai Luochuan got goose bumps on his arms when he saw Mao Yue. He moved a little further away from him.
The League Secretary of a class put down the Heart Sutra in his hand, sighed, and looked at Mao Yue with a gloomy gaze: "Men don't shed tears easily, but they just haven't reached the point of being heartbroken."
Bai Luochuan: “…”
I don’t know if it was the resentment of classmates from the two classes or if Lao Dai himself was just unlucky, but his third blind date still failed.
As the saying goes, "The first effort is great, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted." This time, Old Dai seemed a little depressed. He came to class wearing his short-sleeved plaid shirt and trousers, with glasses on his nose. Although he was still smiling, one could also see that he looked a little lost.
The students in the two classes were not in a much better mood than him. It was as if they had been watching a large-scale reality dating show for two years and the male lead suddenly changed his heart. They felt very upset for a while.
The turning point came a week later when Lao Dai received feedback from Class 2 for the first time.
It was a bowl of chicken soup sent by Teacher Wen. It was a can of rich chicken soup in a thermos, still steaming hot, and it was very soothing to drink.
Ever since the beginning of the first year of high school, Lao Dai had been accustomed to their squad leader Bai taking people to work for Class 2, delivering things to Class 2, and winning honors for Class 2. This was the first time that he had received something material from Class 2, and Lao Dai blushed when he received it.
Teacher Wen was standing there in a floral dress, with her hair curled a little at the end. She looked gentle and lovely. She smiled and said, "Teacher Dai, I saw you staying up late in the office preparing lessons these past few days, and you even gave extra lessons to a few students in our class. Thank you for your hard work. This is what I made myself, and it's not worth much. Please try it."
Lao Dai was an unmarried young man of advanced age. He had only been in love with poetry in his life and had no idea about romance. However, when he saw Teacher Wen's gentle and virtuous appearance, his face turned red and he stammered, "Thank you, thank you, Teacher Wen."
Teacher Wen nodded slightly and smiled, "You're welcome. It's only natural since our two classes have such a good relationship."
Old Dai happily took the bowl and went back to drink the chicken soup.
I don’t know if it was the chicken soup that replenished his energy, or if it was because his classmates inexplicably regained some spirits, but Lao Dai has been having a very comfortable time these days.
Just after drinking four or five cans of chicken soup from Teacher Wen, when Old Dai looked at the light pink thermos on his desk, his eyes sparkled and he suddenly realized something.
One day after school, Mr. Dai took the empty chicken soup thermos to find Teacher Wen. Teacher Wen is also a very hard-working teacher. Although she is young, she is very strict in teaching. She sets an example by staying in the office every day and being busy until the last one to leave.
When Mr. Dai came over, Teacher Wen was the only one left in the office, still working at his desk correcting students' homework.
Old Dai walked over and stammered, "Um, Mr. Wen, I have something to talk to you about."
Teacher Wen stopped writing, looked up at him and smiled, "You go ahead."
Old Dai hesitated for a long time, his face flushed red, but he couldn't say a word. Teacher Wen asked in confusion: "What are you going to say?"
Old Dai pursed his lips and said, "I, I want to compete with you to see which class has more students admitted to top universities."
Teacher Wen: “…”
Teacher Wen: “…Okay.”