Hesitated for a few seconds, time asked: "I do not know what the name of the teacher?"
"Ji Jing." Ji Jing smile, frankly told, and saw when surprised and worship eyes, and said: "Hello, good class, three years later, I dare not say that foreign, domestic school as you choose."
"Really?" When it was time, my eyes lit up.
Even Han Qingzhen could not help but stand up, "teacher, our family has really..."
Her eyes full of hope, Ji Jing once again a smile, such as the spring breeze, in the heart for no reason will be a bit more base gas, "of course."
Han Qingzhen seems to see a lifetime of hope, in the dark for so long, finally saw a trace of light, although the light is still very far away, but she felt full of strength.
At random, Ji Jing said, "I've seen the students' scores in various subjects. She's not partial to the subjects, but she's poor in English listening. I can't see physics and chemistry for the time being. Next year, I'll see the situation. If I can't keep up, I'll make it up for her. If there's no big problem in the exam, I'll be fine."
"Good, good, good." Han Qingzhen only felt that she had hope in her life. When she hugged her, her tears fell down again.
When the heart sour, silent clenched the mother's hand.
Time is also very happy, repeatedly said some thanks.
Ji Jing drinks a glass of water and gets up to leave. At the same time, he proposes that it will be time to make up lessons on Saturdays and Sundays. Because of the need of making up lessons, more situations will be outside, not in the bookstore or classroom. Please understand.
Ji Jing is almost out of time to take an examination of a famous school. Time and Han Qingzhen don't agree. They take him to be grateful again before they send Ji Jing out. When they get to the door, they call it time to send Ji Jing out in person.
Out of the dark corridor, feel the sun shining on the body, when the time is also in a trance, feel like in a dream, the heart seems to be soaked by what, the vision of fierce, but dare not confirm, can only turn to look at Ji Jing, "teacher, can I really?"
"Of course, there's nothing you can't do if you want to."
He put his hand on her shoulder and rubbed it on her head.
When I looked at him, I didn't reject such actions. She just felt curious. The teacher seemed to have a natural liking for her.
"I think so." Time said, "I want to make a lot of money after studying, and then I can ask a doctor to see my father, take my mother and brother out of here, and eat meat for every meal for my brother, so that he can grow tall."
Ji Jing looked at her, the heart of the severe acid.
"Yes, what you want will come true."
"I believe in teachers!"
"Well, trust me." He rubbed her hair, "go back, it's hard to walk outside."
"I'll take the teacher to the end of the alley."
The entrance of the alley is just ahead, and Ji Jing doesn't refuse.
In the room, time and Han Qingzhen watch them go far together through the window. Time is stunned, and their eyebrows are slightly wrinkled together.
When he used to work, he often ran outside, but he had heard that there was a son in Lu's family in Nanjiang. He was a master of go at the age of nine. He was nicknamed Xiao Yiqiu. You know, Yiqiu was the father of go.
I don't know how powerful the child is. But once he sent a guest to a go game. It was a Chinese foreign competition. A Japanese player was arrogant and had a high level of go skills. He had been clamoring for many days and won several games in a row. No one could match him. The arrogance of his attitude made people who didn't understand go angry.
It's unexpected that after that player's shouting for many days, the player in our country is a nine-year-old boy!
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