The winter vacation passed so fast that Pei Zhuo almost didn't complete the task, and was still making up the syllabus three days before the start of school.
He doesn't know how the students in the class are doing their homework, but at least he has to catch up with the time to make up the progress.
Not only did Mr. Pei almost forget that he was leading the third year of high school during the Chinese New Year, but also the other teachers in the group were not much different.
Sister Zhang directly sent four or five voice messages to Director Aithu in the WeChat group.
"Old Hu, when will the summary report be handed in?"
"Oh, this is too troublesome, and I still need to do PPT, Lao Hu, can you spare more time?"
Director Hu didn’t have a few days of free time during the winter vacation. He either held meetings in the district or went to other provinces to study and investigate. A hundred yuan bonus."
Then there was nothing in the group for half an hour, and the silence was very cold.
In a blink of an eye, the school started against the time, and the results were approved and registered within three days after the routine examination. The whole school was like a train that had a short break in winter, rumbling again and carrying thousands of people forward in billowing white smoke.
Pei Zhuo recovered and was called by the English team to mark the papers intensively, and took a nap there at noon.
Before he finished correcting the test paper, Huo Lu came to him in a suit and a small skirt: "Brother, let's go."
"Where are you going?"
"Today is the 100-day mobilization meeting." Huo Lu turned sideways to the glass cabinet to see if his lipstick was evenly applied: "Are you wearing it formally?"
Pei Zhuo lost his head in a hurry, thinking how time passed so quickly, turned off the computer and went back to change clothes.
Teacher Xiao Huang was helping Teacher Han to fasten the cuff buttons, and greeted, "Mr. Pei, let's hurry up, we're going to be late!"
The 100-day mobilization meeting was scheduled to be held in the auditorium, with bright red slogans pasted on three sides of the gate, and a row of college alumni who had lost their childishness were waiting in the concierge room to enter the backstage.
It took Pei Zhuo some time to change his tie. When he rushed to the side hall, he found that the teachers lined up in a long line to sign and take a group photo. The sense of ceremony was full.
Lu Lin stood at the end of the line and waited for him, indicating that there was still a vacancy here.
The students had already entered the arena, and the blessing videos of previous seniors and sisters began to be played in the arena, and the atmosphere was very lively.
The principal and cadres first took pictures and entered the venue, and then the teachers took turns to sign their names on the background wall.
There is also a sign-in form specially placed on the small table at the door, which is also in red pen.
After Lu Lin took the photo and signed, Pei Zhuo quickly followed and signed under his name.
One is calm and handsome, and the other is handsome and handsome.
The name falls on two lines, which looks like a wedding post.
Pei Zhuo came back to his senses and followed Lu Lin in, thinking that he had lost his head in love.
The following procedures were full of enthusiasm, and it sounded like a horn before a war.
The students clenched their fists and shouted slogans, lined up to hang the thousand paper cranes with wishes written on them on the wishing tree, and took a group photo together in the bright sunshine.
Looking very youthful.
After these are over, the students continue to go back to the classroom to do the questions and listen to the lectures. The teachers get off work and eat.
The warm ceremony is followed by the plain sense of life, which is abrupt and natural in the coherent timeline.
The school has extended the dismissal time for senior high school students, and the last class today belongs to Lu Lin.
Pei Zhuo had previously confirmed that this class was a composition class, so it didn't have much impact.
He got stuck in the first class before the bell rang and motioned for the other students to continue writing.
"Cao Yun, come out for a while."
The girl came out with a pale face.
Lu Lin knew what he was doing, so he walked out of the classroom and stood with them in a secluded place, holding the results of the school opening test in his hand.
"Mathematics 141, Chinese 132, English 53."
Pei Zhuo didn't speak harshly, but his posture was very formal.
"You can't do that."
Cao Yun knew that he was serious about partial subjects, so he drooped his head and said nothing.
Lu Lin continued: "Your condition is not good after school starts."
"When I was sleeping in the Chinese class, I turned a blind eye and closed my eyes, but the teachers in the other classes also reported that you were distracted."
"This test score... also dropped by 30 points from the end of last semester."
The girl said suddenly.
"I tried my best."
Pei Zhuo froze for a moment, and found that she was a little excited.
"Teacher, I've worked really hard." Cao Yun looked at the two of them with panic in his voice: "I'm doing English lessons during the winter vacation. Recite words."
"Teacher, even if you don't mention this, I'm still in a hurry." She subconsciously sped up her speech, in a mess of anxiety: "My English has always been this virtue, and I can't change it no matter how you tell me, I feel uncomfortable too, but My grades just don’t go up.”
She couldn't cry at all right now, she felt irritated, depressed, and anxious all collided in one place, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly. When it comes to dating, I’m learning when everyone else is playing, and I’m still working on problems when everyone else is sleeping.”
"But I can't help it." Cao Yun burst into tears: "I want to tear up the book when I see this English score, you know."
Pei Zhuo frowned at her, and opened the side window to let cold air in.
The night wind seemed to be wrapped in ice, and it blew on the girl's face, making her shiver.
"Because hard work doesn't work."
Cao Yun turned pale and said, "Teacher, what are you talking about?"
She didn't expect that someone like Teacher Pei would say such a thing, and even thought she had heard it wrong.
"Many teachers, including those in today's mobilization meeting, said that hard work will lead to success." Pei Zhuo looked at her and said, "No."
"You work hard, but you may not be heading in the right direction."
Cao Yun's expression at the moment seemed to be listening to a ghost story.
When Lu Lin heard him say these words, he felt that the topic was not appropriate.
He understands the truth, and also understands that the teacher's identity is not suitable to speak this way.
"Cao Yun, have you ever played games?"
The girl nodded suspiciously.
"Is it true that as long as you keep playing ranked, from day to night, your rank will definitely go up?"
"Of course not." She shook her head and said, "The higher the rank, the harder it is to play. Sometimes half a month is not bad."
"So you need to find the trick, you need to know the rules, and you need to understand the main reasons that hold you back."
Pei Zhuo is very serious.
"If you keep doing the questions and memorizing words to make papers, and the scores are always going back and forth in this range, it means that you have overlooked something."
"If you don't see the most important key point, no matter how hard you try, you will only be moving yourself."
Cao Yun's lips turned pale, and he was instinctively unwilling to accept this reality: "I have analyzed it, and I have answered your questions with you every month, and I have sorted out all the basic points."
Pei Zhuo didn't argue with him, but hummed briefly.
The girl soon discovered that even if these words could cover up her anger and embarrassment, she couldn't lie to herself.
She took a deep breath, shook her head first, covered her face and took a few steps back, squatting on the ground and sobbing.
Lu Lin leaned over to help her up, and handed the tissue in her palm.
"There are still one hundred days left, and it's time to make up for it."
"It's too late," the girl said painfully, "It's too late..."
"You can still do a lot of things in a hundred days." Lu Lin said seriously, "If you give up now, you will have nothing."
"You have to start thinking about how much you can save, and what to fight for yourself with the rest of your time."
Pei Zhuo nodded slowly: "Wash your face and go back to do the questions. If you can't finish writing, you can hand it in tomorrow."
Cao Yun agreed in embarrassment and left here in a hurry.
After watching the girl's shadow fly into the classroom with the sound of footsteps, Pei Zhuo turned his head to look at Lu Lin.
"Are you a little nervous just now?"
The man shook his head: "You are better at teaching students."
Pei Zhuo laughed and said, "At this moment, we are a bit like colleagues. I almost forgot that we were in a relationship."
"It's also very good." Lu Lin looked at him: "There are still one hundred days."
"Teacher Pei has worked so hard for so long, and always wants you to take a vacation earlier."
"There are too many thoughts like this, and sometimes I feel partial."
"It's good to be biased." Pei Zhuo gently hugged him in the dark.
You eccentric me, I eccentric students, this is a virtuous circle.
If you give me all your love, I can keep working hard like this, as if there is endless light and heat.
They stood side by side in the dark for a moment, then walked back to the classroom together, continuing to take care of the students who were lit up at night.
Satisfied without kissing.