Sun Hui's words might sound a bit strange to ordinary students, who might even ask if he was overthinking it. But Sun Hui knew that to Cheng Ran, these words had the weight they could convey.
Cheng Ran knew what Sun Hui meant. From his perspective, perhaps because he had seen many of his students become worldly-wise, he did not want to see him make the same mistakes again, so he offered his advice.
One bets that he can understand, and the other knows why he says it.
There are not so many peaceful and quiet days in this secular world.
Among the countless people, some try their best to swim upwards, some fall and are crushed to pieces, some are walking on thin ice, some look back and realize that they have been mediocre and are terrified that they have lived for a hundred years, and some think that the future has unlimited possibilities when they are young, but after experiencing the world of copper furnace, they realize that even working hard to live is not an easy thing.
It is said that a person must have good luck for at least three years in his life, but there are also people who live a dull life. It is said that carp jump over the dragon gate, but how many carp have jumped over it? How high is the dragon gate, and how many layers are there in the river and the sea? Behind the dragon gate that people look up to, how can the ocean that they think about be a pond that is bigger than before
If a carp can leap over the Dragon Gate, how can it pass through the Heaven Gate
Cheng Ran knew what Sun Hui meant, and he appreciated his kindness.
Cheng Ran nodded and said, "Teacher, what you said is very good. However, I still think that an uncertain future is more interesting. Life should not be arranged, but created down to earth. If you don't hold it in your own hands, it has no meaning, right?"
"You have a better understanding of the truth than I do. Come on, come on. You know what's going on..." Sun Hui smiled and waved his hand, and then said in a joking tone, "Then you are still far behind! Why don't you catch up quickly!"
Sun Hui spoke with an encouraging and doting smile, and his smile slowly faded after Cheng Ran nodded to confirm that there was nothing else and left. The reason why he behaved like that just now was that he saw the boy's expression from beginning to end and knew that he would not accept his fate. He also did not want to spoil his fun, so he cooperated and encouraged him.
What needs to be said has been said.
That was all he could do.
Sun Hui looked at the corridor outside the door where countless people's youth had once existed, and sighed silently.
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After all, it is an office where teachers of each grade gather together. The expanded No. 10 Middle School has thirteen classes in the second grade of high school alone. Most teachers work in a spacious office with two doors, front and back. Sun Hui's desk is in the middle of the aisle wall. The walkway leading out of the front door is connected to the stairs. Going upstairs is their Class 5, and going down is the corridor leading to the atrium of the cross-shaped building.
Cheng Ran was called out by Sun Hui during the physical education class. Thinking of the physical education class, he did not go out from the front door, but went out from the back door and went down the stairs to the playground. As a result, when Cheng Ran went down the stairs from the back door, he seemed to hear footsteps on the upper stairs.
Their class had physical education class, but other classes were in class at this time. However, there might be students from other classes who did not go to the playground but were hanging around the stairs. Cheng Ran did not think much about this detail and went straight downstairs.
Just after Cheng Ran's footsteps echoed for a long time, Jiang Hongshao, who had gone up a flight of stairs to avoid Cheng Ran, appeared in front of a white wall and a meter-high mottled green paint.
She leaned her back against the wall, her well-developed breasts showing through even under the large school uniform.
Before the physical education class, Sun Hui suddenly asked Cheng Ran to come to the office. The clever Jiang Hongshao might have guessed something, so the girlfriends who had originally invited her to go to the playground together searched for her for a long time but couldn't find her. Just now, when Sun Hui and Cheng Ran were talking in the office, this kind-hearted girl was at the entrance of the corridor next to the back door, leaning against the wall and listening quietly.
When Cheng Ran came out towards the back door, she hurriedly jumped upstairs to avoid him.
It was hard to tell what she was feeling at that moment.
She was moved by Cheng Ran's words, "Life is not arranged but created by oneself. It is meaningless if it is not held in your own hands." However, she felt a heavy feeling in her heart after Sun Hui's remarks.
This is not just an old man's condescending sermon. There are very real examples around her.
She was grateful for Cheng Ran's words and attitude. This young man was always able to inject a touch of warm comfort into her heart at the critical moment, just like in the cool night like water.
But for her to be greedy for this kind of comfort, is it selfish and out of her own desires
There is no answer.
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The clock ticks every second, and the clock tower of time swings through many days and nights.
In the second half of the second year of high school, the courses in various subjects have become more urgent, and some teaching contents are also accelerated. I heard that some classes have already finished a certain subject. This is the teaching of No. 10 Middle School. Teachers with different teaching styles are fully displaying their talents in this experimental field. Even if each class is walking at its own pace, it is inevitable that it will be affected by these. Although No. 10 Middle School is still relaxed on the surface and various club activities have not been left behind, in terms of learning, the arms race and the underlying atmosphere of not wanting to fall behind are still hanging tightly on students in this period.
Cheng Ran seemed to discover that the relationship between him and Jiang Hongshao began to show signs of cooling after the dinner at her house during the holiday and the date in the second half of the winter vacation.
Although they saw each other every day at school and Jiang Hongshao treated him the same and the smile she showed him from time to time was always the brightest, Lao Jiang was very busy at school. He was always staring at the class, and after class he was either doing homework, or his free time was filled with work for the Student Union and clubs, or he was playing badminton with friends, attracting onlookers and cheers on the court.
When they get home at night, they will text or log in to CQ. Of course, Jiang Hongshao usually says, "Do homework first, read a book, and then go to bed and chat."
Sometimes Cheng Ran would wait until night and text her, "Why aren't you asleep yet? I'm not trying to rush you, but humans are sophisticated machines. Ensuring adequate sleep is the basis for high-intensity thinking and keeping the brain active."
After a while, Jiang Hongshao's text message will come back, "Yeah, I was taking a shower just now... Then I'm going to sleep, good night."
Sometimes they would also talk about interesting things of the day, but not much. Cheng Ran could understand that and even had a little pity for Lao Jiang. As a student, the day was still fully scheduled. And for a top student like Jiang Hongshao, the pressure she bore and the affairs surrounding her were even busier. After all, she was the first in the grade. Sometimes Cheng Ran felt that this was not her goal. Maintaining the first place was not such an easy thing. Both talent and hard work were indispensable. She also knew how to manage her time scientifically and have a strict schedule.
Just look at Jiang Hongshao's efforts and you will know that being the first and most prestigious outstanding student youth model in the grade is not something that can be easily achieved.
With the mood of building a protective wall, Cheng Ran also tried his best not to affect her, intervene too much or take up her time.
On weekends, Cheng Ran would still ask her out to the park, or to the old coffee shop to do homework. He wanted to let her take a break. Of course, deep down in his heart, he also had the selfish desire to see her in person in their own private time and occasions.
After all, just being with Jiang Hongshao in a cafe or a cold drink shop would already make him the center of attention and envy. Of course, Cheng Ran would not go to a place like Tianxing Dojo where there were many acquaintances to cause trouble for himself.
However, Jiang Hongshao has not responded to the invitations in recent weekends. Her response was that she had something going on at home.
Cheng Ran sat alone in the cafe. After finishing his homework, he would read a book and think about the scenes that seemed to be hidden in a slice of time when they were on vacation in this private cafe with ivy vines.
He could smell her nice shampoo and the soap from her body from close at hand. When he stopped writing and looked up, he could see Jiang Hongshao's beautiful nose and cheek lines as she half-buried her head to do her homework, and the most tempting thing was her beautiful eyes that seemed to be shining with five colors and ten lights as she focused on doing her homework or reading a book.
Now Cheng Ran sat here alone. After finishing a set of math papers, he picked up a book on financial history and read it. Occasionally, he took a sip of the coffee on the table, which had a bitter taste despite its mellow aroma.
But I didn't see the small-leaf banyan tree on the opposite street and the iron guardrail on the pedestrian path.
Jiang Hongshao, with her black hair, wearing a sports suit and flat shoes, which made her figure look lonely, looked at him from a distance.