Cen Yannan didn't respond to Chen Yumo. He picked up the cold dumplings in the bag and stuffed them into his mouth to chew. When eating, he stopped talking.
Chen Yumo had to walk to Ye Tang by himself, stared into her eyes, and called out hesitantly, "Ye Tang?"
Ye Tang smiled and nodded, "Yu Mo, good morning."
Her formal address made Chen Yumo get goosebumps all over her body. She widened her big eyes covered with eyeshadow, "You...wouldn't you break your head?"
Ye Tang didn't change his face with a smile, "Perhaps it is."
"I'm going!" Chen Yumo was scared by her smile and took a big step back.
Other students in the classroom also looked at Ye Tang.
"God, what's the situation? Ye Tang actually laughed? Still saying hello to Teacher Tian?"
"She is called Chen Yumo with her nickname, Yumo, Yumo, so affectionate, who is so called? Don't be too frightened!"
"Why did Ye Tang ask for leave this time? Who remembers?"
The only 30-odd students in the class who came to class today talked about it. The game is no longer playing, the sky is no chatting, no drama/comic, and no daze. This scene is really too dramatic and completely subverted. Their cognition.
Like other middle schools in City A, No. 87 Middle School started the division of arts and sciences in the first semester of high school. Everyone and Ye Tang have been classmates for almost a year and a half. Some people have been classmates with her for two years. She is Everyone is familiar with what kind of person.
Even their parents know that there is a girl with autism in their children's class who is two years older than them. Every time a parent meeting is held, these parents will see Ye Tang's haggard grandmother, so pitiful! They hurried home and told their disobedient child not to bully the poor girl at school!
Most of these hot chicken students just have poor grades and there is no problem with their basic ideological and moral character. After all, they are a group of children who have not yet left school. Unlike some people in society, they are so bad that they are so bad. Everyone still keeps them. The most basic compassion is like seeing an injured and helpless little animal on the side of the road. The few who take the initiative to help are few, the majority are sitting on the sidelines, and the few who stretch their hands to make up the knife.
Now, the weak in everyone's heart suddenly changed, and they couldn't accept it.
They walked over to surround Ye Tang and looked at her from head to toe, as if looking at an alien. Someone wanted to reach out and touch Ye Tang’s face, but Cen Yannan knocked him off.
He glanced, the boy immediately retreated to Ye Tang.
"Don't move, her autism is over, it's that simple," Cen Yannan said.
"Is self...is autism...is it better?" Tian Wen was very surprised. When Zhao Zhenfang called him to ask for leave, he did say that Ye Tang was injured in his head. He casually allowed the leave at the time and didn't even think about it. This kind of injury can be big or small, how could he think of it so serious!
"A vegetative person who has been lying in ** for more than ten years can wake up. Why can't autism get better?" Cen Yannan has been bored these days using his mobile phone to search for many world medical miracles. Many examples are more magical than Ye Tang's situation. Accepted Ye Tang's mutation.
Tian Wen was right to think about it, but he still found it incredible. He looked at Ye Tang and said, "Ye... Ye Tang, you... are you really... really good? You... can you and... Are you talking to me...normally?"
Tian Wen's stuttering is much better than when he first started working. After ten years of lectures on the podium, his tongue can always be a little bit more neat. When the students started his class in the first year of high school, they would laugh when they listened to him. Some people called him an idiot with bad words, but no matter how funny a joke was, it would be enough to laugh a few times. That's such a fool.
By the second and third grades of high school, everyone gradually got used to his way of speaking and found it nothing ridiculous.
After Ye Tang patiently and politely listened to Tian Wen's words, he said, "What do you want to chat with me?"
She asked him a simple question, what can he talk to her
He is stuttering, and Ye Tang is autistic. They are both bad words. The two of them used to communicate very poorly. Talking about their studies? Ye Tang's past math test scores are hovering around 20 points...
Talk about homework? They are actually unfamiliar! His relationship with Ye Tang is said to be a head teacher and a student, more like a school supervisor and patient.
He really quoted a stupid thing.
At this time, a gust of wind blew in from outside the window, the front and rear doors were not closed, it was the wind. It's autumn, with a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus in the wind. There are about ten sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted on campus, which are older than Tian Wen.
The fresh breeze and the fragrance of flowers made the students feel refreshed and happy, but Tian Wen was in a hurry. The wind blew the manuscript paper of his paper on the podium all over the floor. He forgot to press the paper with a ball just now.
He hurried to pick it up, and a few pieces of paper happened to fall at Ye Tang's feet. Ye Tang's reaction was faster than him. He had already bent over and picked it up first.
Ye Tang looked at the content on the paper at random—she thought it was the teacher’s lesson plan, but she saw "How the Fibonacci Sequence Generates Music Rhythm", "Pitch Signals in Fourier Functions", and "Euler's Theorem" Harmony Law"...
Seeing this, Ye Tang murmured softly, "Euler's theorem?"
Tian Wen noticed her expression. She was not a doubt, but a statement. He asked strangely, "You... Do you know Euler's theorem?" This question is for people who major in mathematics. It's as simple as asking ordinary people who Einstein is.
But Ye Tang is just a third-year student in Zhazha High School, no matter whether she has autism or not, she shouldn't know this knowledge point.
Tian Wen estimated that Ye Tang should just read the content in his paper and read it out casually. In fact, so far, Ye Tang can understand his words, can keep up with his thinking, and can respond normally, which has fully proved her. I really got better.
Strangely speaking, Tian Wen is not only a math teacher, but also a head teacher. He also has the title of a music teacher. Don't get me wrong, it's just a title.
Nowadays, most high schools are test-oriented education. Some high schools deprive students of their interest and quality classes for their own entrance rate for college entrance examinations, and use them to fill duck-style cultural classes. Anyway, the students themselves are willing to take the college entrance examination. Who is still in the mood? Playing ball and singing
Eighty-seven middle school still offers music and physical education in the third year of the senior year.
But the students don’t even bother to take the regular class, and still have a Mao music class? If you have time for music lessons, you might as well listen to songs at home.
These two courses are in name. There is not enough students in the school and the funding from above is also low. Qian Jianghai had to increase revenue and reduce expenditure and reduce the allocation of teachers. The physical education teacher and music teacher of No.87 Middle School are part-time. This part-time music teacher , Is Tian Wen.