Among all the teachers, the class teacher is the most tired one, and the math teacher is the second tired one.
The students are suffering from learning, and the teacher is also exhausted from teaching. Answering a few questions on weekdays is like starting an overtime class, and sometimes when talking about it, the mouth is dry and the throat is smoky, and the circle of students around is still talking to Pai Da. Star-like blank face, did not understand at all.
So when the winter vacation came, Lao Zhao threw a stack of papers and questions to the class representatives early, and took his wife and children abroad for vacation.
"If I don't rest for a few days, I will be bald enough to become a monk. Don't look for me during the holidays. You heard me!"
As soon as Lao Zhao ran away, the other teachers were eager to return, looking forward to the holiday more than the students.
So in the end it was Lu Lin and Pei Zhuo's turn to guard the last shift.
Lu Lin explained the holiday notice on the podium, standing straight and calm: "Be careful of telecom fraud, underage should not drink alcohol, and you must keep in touch with your parents at any time when you go out to play. If there is an emergency, you can call me."
The students have already become restless, quietly texting and playing games under the table.
Pei Zhuo wrote the English homework list with his back to them, and the chalk rustled on the blackboard.
Ten sets of papers, listening to do.
Six essays, a small book for reading, two pages a day...
Seeing him writing more and more, some students begged for mercy with their schoolbags in their arms: "Handsome Pei, Commander Lu has assigned fifteen papers for us, you should avoid us!"
"Teacher, with so much homework, we really have to read while watching the Spring Festival Gala..."
Lu Lin raised his eyebrows, and the audience all fell silent.
Pei Zhuo just turned around to look at them, and asked blankly, "Too much homework?"
The students looked at the teacher in charge and shook their heads in unison: "Not much, not much, you can add more."
"That's it." Pei Zhuo chose two items with an asterisk: "This is optional, if you don't have enough time, you can let it go first."
Cheers erupted in the classroom.
The little girl sitting in the first row boldly said: "Teacher, let's take it easy! I wish you an early year first!"
Pei Zhuo couldn't help laughing: "You will be promoted to a third grade in September this year, don't panic at all."
"With Mr. Pei teaching us, don't panic."
Everyone laughed together, and Lu Lin frowned slightly: "Don't get used to them too much, children are easy to make progress."
Pei Zhuo narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's the Chinese New Year, so it's better to do less homework."
When the English homework was finished, Pei Zhuo helped Lu Lin count the notices in the back row, and listened to him continue to assign tasks.
"... In addition to Chinese homework, I also need to write social practice reports and life observation records. Each copy is 1,000 words, and I can't copy it online."
"Mr. Zhao, please let me tell you that the homework answers will be sent to the parents in the WeChat group in the last ten days, and they will correct them on their behalf. When the school starts, they will check the signatures one by one."
The students who were still thinking about how to fool around just now were stunned: "Also, do you want to change it?"
"Well, I will also help supervise."
The students covered their faces and began to howl.
"My God, I don't want to have a holiday, let's go straight to school..."
"My family is going on a trip. How can I have time to write papers? Mr. Zhao arranged two?!"
Lu Lin shot him with a look, and the audience was silent.
"What did I tell you just now?"
All the students said in unison: "Strictly prevent telecommunications fraud, pay attention to travel safety."
"Okay, vacation."
Pei Zhuoli laughed for a long time in the back row.
He likes the innocent and serious Lu Lin, and he also likes the strict teacher Lu.
No matter how you look at it, it really suits your appetite.
The students cheered and jumped out of the school, and the teacher drove to Manfulou in Chaoyangmen in twos and threes for the last dinner party of this semester.
This is the first time that Pei Zhuo has dinner with Lu Lin at the same table.
When they were at the hot spring villa, although they had just communicated with each other, they were still grouped by subject for meals, and teachers from several grades were mixed together, and they were in a mess without seeing anyone.
But this time Pei Zhuo took a ride with Lu Lin, and was led by him to greet the grade director and vice principal one by one. The feeling in his heart was very subtle.
Sitting is naturally close together.
The other teachers had already started chatting and laughing, cooking mutton rolls and roast duck, and invited them to eat together.
Pei Zhuo was suddenly a little nervous.
Although it is Lu Lin who is chasing him now, and he has made no mistakes in advancing and retreating, but sitting with someone he secretly likes in front of all his colleagues, he will feel guilty.
Lu Lin chatted with his colleagues for a while, seeing that Pei Zhuo was silent, he turned to ask him, "Is it not to your liking?"
"How about I order a bowl of porridge for you?"
Lu Lin didn't think much when he spoke, in order to let him hear clearly in the noise, he leaned over to get very close to Pei Zhuo, the two of them almost whispered, even the warm breath seemed to be absent.
You can get closer.
Pei Zhuo was still looking at his colleagues, vaguely aware that his sense of propriety was going to be messed up, he lowered his head to drink and said, "Fortunately, I'm not hungry."
Lu Lin asked again: "Why is Teacher Pei blushing?"
Pei Zhuo looked at him subconsciously, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he didn't see it or was teasing.
My heart was beating wildly, and immediately after the dance, I began to complain that I couldn't hold my breath.
"The alcohol content is a bit high."
Lu Lin responded and poured half a cup of coconut milk for him.
The teachers eat very fast because of their professional habits all the year round.
Like the students, they were overwhelmed with wind and clouds, and began to chat with each other and imagine the future.
Some of the second-year teachers in this class are newcomers, and the other teachers may not have taught the third-year teachers for a long time.
"During the swearing-in meeting that day, I leaned over to watch it," Sister Zhang said with emotion, "You said that I have led so many classes, and watching these children accept the award speech there, it still seems to be the same as the first time. It's like taking a senior year."
"It's hot-blooded, isn't it?" Director Hu stretched out his arms to hold the roast duck: "You are the one who is looking forward to the third year of high school, and you are the one who is tired and too busy. You said that you are not tired when the traffic lights change. .”
"You are not the same," Xiao Huang said with a smile, "Our Teacher Hu looked serious. Last time when that poor student was admitted to Peking University, he gave him an award and said cheers. He left the stage and wiped his tears behind."
"Hey, hey, eat more, eat more and talk less," Director Hu gave him a chopstick of coriander: "There is no such thing, he made it up."
Pei Zhuo had led two high school seniors before, and he had actually found out the experience, and the continuous increase in work intensity was unbearable.
He listened to their chat and unconsciously thought of another question.
This is his first time... together with Mr. Lu, he is leading a senior high school student.
Watching those hairy kids temper and grow, watching them transform and fly, and then stand in place with Lu Lin, watching them go to a brighter and brighter distance.
Pei Zhuo looked at Lu Lin, and the eyes of the two happened to meet, as if they were thinking about the same thing.
Pei Zhuo pursed his lips and smiled, had a drink with the vice principal, and suddenly felt very warm when he sat down.
He knew his sexual orientation very early and knew that he would never have children in his life.
Whether it's surrogacy or adoption, Pei Zhuo never thought about it, and was prepared early on to spend this life alone.
But now, even if things hadn't officially progressed, tiny moss-like expectations lit up in his heart.
When a person likes someone, it is easy to be crazy.
Pei Zhuo rested his chin, listening to them talking about the recent skyrocketing vegetable and oil prices, while letting the moss in his heart bloom into flowers.
If... If Teacher Lu is really the right person.
In the future, they can take care of students one after another, watch the children go from being ignorant and innocent in the first year of high school to the calmness of the third year in high school, and they can also grow old together slowly.
This is not a kind of perfection.
"Come on, Teacher Pei, I'll toast you again!" Sister Zhang said loudly: "It's the first time our teacher Pei leads a class. I heard that the rankings have been quite good since the beginning of the year. This professional ability is really good haha !"
"I should respect you, thank you for your care." Pei Zhuo came back to his senses, and clinked glasses with her with a smile: "I will continue to work hard."
"Hey, don't just respect me," Sister Zhang waved at Lu Lin: "Xiao Lu, you are the class teacher, why don't you show it?"
Lu Lin stood up holding the goblet.
Because there are too many people sitting on the round table, they are all very close to each other, and they get even closer when they stand up.
Lu Lin looked at Pei Zhuo, and said in a calm voice, "Teacher Pei, I would like to toast you."
Their goblets are very close together, and everyone nearby is looking up.
When the rim of the cup touched, it seemed to knock on the hearts of both of them at the same time.
"Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
After the meal was over, everyone bowed to each other and went back to their respective homes in the early years, and even yelled that they would play mahjong together when they had time.
Lu Lin drove him back to the gate of the community, thought for a while and asked, "Can I take you downstairs?"
Pei Zhuo hummed, and when he parked the car, the two slowly walked in together.
Little snow fell down one after another, and there was no sound of wind on the road.
Lu Lin took out the umbrella, Pei Zhuo shook his head: "You don't need an umbrella, just walk for a while."
Lu Lin followed him into the community, letting the snow particles fall on his hair and eyebrows.
In the past, Lu Lin didn't have that kind of thought for Pei Zhuo, so he didn't feel ambiguous when he was alone.
Now I am walking side by side with the person I like, and when I take a step, I will stop breathing.
When he first started school, he actually had frequent contact with Pei Zhuo.
As the head teacher, he has to take the new teacher to familiarize himself with the school environment and help him with various procedures.
But at that time, helping was just helping, and handover work was just handover work.
Thinking about it now, I feel a little annoyed.
The snow gradually fell a little bit.
Lu Lin looked at Pei Zhuo, and turned sideways to help him out of the wind: "Is it cold?"
"fine."
Lu Lin nodded, not knowing what to say.
At this moment, he understood why some people would use the four words 'close to the hometown' to describe love.
The two walked downstairs in silence, Pei Zhuo opened the door with the key card, Lu Lin waved his hand and was ready to leave.
"Mr. Lu," Pei Zhuo called out to him, "You forgot to say good night."
Lu Lin looked up at him, suddenly feeling happy.
"Good night," he said shortly.
Pei Zhuo nodded with a smile, turned around and prepared to enter the building.
"Teacher Pei." Lu Lin called again.
"What?"
Lu Lin suddenly felt like a high school student in love, nervous and a little clumsy, Pei Zhuo must have seen all the movements in his heart.
Standing in the snow, he held his knuckles and said slowly: "Winter vacation... I won't be able to see you."
"Can I ask you out later?"
Pei Zhuo went down the steps, and brushed off the falling snow on his eyebrows with his fingers.
"good."
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Lu Lin watched him disappear and stood downstairs for a long time.
After a long while, she stretched out her hand to cover the corner of her eyebrows, as if she wanted to touch the temperature left by him again.