Just turned over a new leaf and became a wise and intelligent student

Chapter 313 Thinking back to the past, Qingshan and I
The news of Xu Qingshan's return home is big news.

At least for the southern Fujian region, especially for the citizens of Longjiang City.

Among them, the teachers and students of Longjiang Experimental Middle School responded the most, because they had received the news that Xu Qingshan was preparing to return to school to give a lecture.

In fact, Xu Qingshan was not the only one who returned to school to give a speech this time.

In other words, every year Longjiang Experimental Middle School invites outstanding graduated alumni to return to the school to give lectures when the holidays are approaching, including alumni who graduated from the junior high school department.

The educational level of Longjiang Experimental School is indeed good.

Especially before Xu Qingshan's class, the high school department of Longjiang Experimental School, which had only been established for a few years, was not very strong, but the junior high school department had always enjoyed a high reputation in southern Fujian and had provided a large number of high-quality students to Longjiang No. 1 Middle School, Ludao Double Ten, and Ludao No. 1 Middle School.

In fact, if we include the provincial top scorers in junior high school, Longjiang Experimental School has produced more than one provincial top scorer.

Of course.

A pure local top scholar like Xu Qingshan is truly unique to Longjiang Experimental School.

What's more, Xu Qingshan is the unprecedented top scorer with full marks.

It would be too one-sided and shallow to use the title of "top scorer in the college entrance examination" to describe Xu Qingshan nowadays.

After all, China has dozens of top scorers in the college entrance examination every year, but who can accomplish those feats and produce those unprecedented research results at the age of 19 like Xu Qingshan?

Xu Qingshan is unique!
Winter in southern Fujian comes quietly.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the tall banyan trees and pours onto the playground of Longjiang Experimental School, mottled yet clear.

As soon as the bell for recess rang, the students rushed out of the classroom like bullets loaded into a gun chamber, and only after the bell stopped ringing did they rush out of the classroom. Some boys chattered and slapped the basketball and ran towards the basketball court. Although the recess was only 10 minutes, they would sweat for those few minutes of basketball. More students sat in groups of three or four by the flower bed and on the stone benches next to the playground, discussing solutions to problems and public gossip.

In this ocean of youthful vitality, the students of the experimental class gathered in a circle, their eyes focused on a middle-aged teacher.

The teacher had his hair neatly combed and wore a bright, straight suit.

His collar was slightly open, revealing a casual manner, but his identity commanded respect because he was the most prestigious grade leader in Longjiang Experimental School.

"Old Duan, Old Duan, is Senior Xu really that familiar with you?"

"Isn't that nonsense? He and I have the best relationship!"

Duan Yongming tilted his head slightly, a smug look on his face.

It is not difficult to see that he has great confidence in his relationship with Xu Qingshan.

"You little brats, you don't know that Qingshan's grades were at the bottom of the class at that time. I was his math teacher. I saw from the beginning that this boy was very smart."

Duan Yongming had a very pleased look on his face, and he began to talk to the students tirelessly about his past with Xu Qingshan.

"You don't know, but the people of Qingshan are very active and lively."

"At the beginning, the whole school was watching, the students were watching, right at the school gate, right at the school gate where you can always see me standing there and telling you to 'get off the bus' or 'walk'."

Duan Yongming's mouth is more curved than the Nike hook.
"None of you would have guessed it! What did he do?"

"When the senior year started, I said hello to him and told him to study hard. He came over and handed me a cigarette, and put it directly into my mouth."

Duan Yongming stretched out two fingers, made a cigarette gesture, and put them in his mouth.

"Wow!!!"

The group of children surrounding Duan Yongming clapped, screamed and cheered excitedly.

For these children who are usually considered to be well-behaved, Xu Qingshan's behavior undoubtedly breaks their perception of academic masters and their imagination of the top student group.

They dare not even think about doing such a thing, let alone doing it.

"You know I was stunned at the time."

"Have you ever held a cigarette that a top scholar lights? The kind that is held close to your lips."

"So, teacher, Senior Aoyama did smoke at that time, right?"

"Yes, yes, Teacher Aoyama-senpai must look very handsome when he smokes, right?"

"Old Duan, Old Duan, can smoking improve my grades?"

Duan Yongming twitched the muscles around his nose and put on a fair and strict attitude.

"Don't be silly! How can students smoke, right? Besides, smoking is harmful to health. Look, even Qingshan doesn't smoke anymore. He has quit smoking."

"Because he thinks smoking affects health and thinking."

"You little bastards should learn good things, not bad things!"

"Hey, where were we just now? Oh, yes, the cigarette. He put the cigarette in my mouth, and do you know what else he did?"

Duan Yongming raised his head again, looking as if he wanted to keep the secret.

"Teacher, please speak quickly. The break will be over soon."

"Good good."

"Since you are so eager to listen, I will explain more, but you must pay more attention in class. I don't dare to ask you to be like Qingshan, but I hope you can emulate him in your independent learning ability."

Duan Yongming stood up and made two strokes.

"At that time, I wanted to teach him a lesson, but he actually took out a lighter."

"Just help me light it up!"

"Wuhu! Senior is so unique!"

"If anyone else comes, they will be fired, right?"

"Stupid, Lao Duan just said that at that time, the seniors' grades were ranked last."

"It must be that Old Duan had a keen eye for talent. If he had gotten angry and expelled the senior, there would definitely not have been a perfect top scorer later on."

The students were talking and listening to Duan Yongming telling stories about the past.

"Thinking back to the past, Qingshan and I."

This kind of opening has become a common opening in high schools.

But only the story told by Xu Qingshan’s teacher was the most convincing.

The words of section chief Duan Yongming and class teacher Zhang Jingxian are even more authoritative.

Listening to the students' speculations and discussions, Duan Yongming raised his hand to calm the atmosphere, signaling everyone to be quiet and listen to him.

"You guys, you can't say that."

"As teachers, our main responsibility is to teach you knowledge in class and urge you to study after class. Maybe I can supervise you well and let you eliminate distractions as much as possible, improve from the undergraduate line to the first-tier line, and from the first-tier line to the 211. But the final results and the final direction of life actually depend on you."

"Just like Xu Qingshan, he was able to achieve what he has today and complete a comeback in just one year of high school. In fact, most of it is due to his personal will and drive. That is his achievement."

"Perhaps if he was expelled, he would not have taken the college entrance examination, but he could have gotten full marks in the college entrance examination at another school."

"Because the strongest driving force of a person is always himself, and his never-give-up heart."

Duan Yongming no longer had the complacency he had just shown, nor did he seem to be joking at all. He spoke seriously and passionately.

"Also, you should know that I am not a person who judges by the situation."

"Whether it's Xu Qingshan who ranks first in the school or Xu Qingshan who ranks last in the class, whether it's you in the experimental class or the innovation class, or you in the balanced class or the students who are enrolled on loan."

"You are all my students, all children brought up by me, Duan Yongming."

Duan Yongming's expression was very serious. "Unless there are special circumstances, I will not give up on any student! I will not differentiate between students based on their grades."

"If so, please tell me and I will adjust it."

"As the section chief, I supervise you, but I also have to be supervised by you and be responsible for you!"

Duan Yongming was standing there, the sunlight shone through the window into the crowd and fell right on his shoulder.

At this moment, there seemed to be some light flashing on his body.

"Wow! Old Duan is so handsome now, isn't he?"

"Indeed, look at these junior students, they are all bewitched by him."

"Hey, don't just use whatever words you learned randomly."

“I learned that from you.”

While Lao Duan was still maintaining his look, a leisurely comment came from outside the classroom.

The tone and timbre of his speech clearly did not belong to the senior high school student currently attending classes in the classroom.

The classroom fell silent, and Duan Yongming suddenly turned his head and looked out the window.

I saw a few young people not wearing school uniforms leaning against the window, looking at Duan Yongming with smiles on their faces.

The tall boy surrounded in the middle had a smile on his face, as if to prove that every word and every punctuation mark Duan Yongming had just said was true.

"Hi, Lao Duan."

Xu Qingshan smiled and raised his hand to greet Duan Yongming.

When Duan Yongming was talking about that part just now, he and Ye Xincheng, Jiang Huanxi, Zheng Shaoping, Huang Hao and others had already come over.

Shi Chao didn't come over. He went to find their Class 8 teacher.

The group of people following Xu Qingshan now are all members of the Longjiang Society, which means they are at least at the level of the eight schools in Beijing.

After a brief silence in the classroom.

"Wow! It's Aoyama-senpai!"

"God Xu! God Xu! I finally saw the living God Xu!"

"So good. So handsome!"

"Wait, Senior Ye from Huaqing, and Senior Jiang who ranked third in the province! Why are all the seniors from Huaqing and Peking University on the honor roll?"

"Wow, they are so charming and look super strong. I want to be like them."

If the concept of group portrait had already emerged at this time, then these adolescent children would definitely know about it.

The seniors in front of them, who are only one year older than them but already appear mature and reliable, are the best annotations to the real group portrait.

Even though there stood in the center of them a man as dazzling as the blazing sun.

But their own brilliance remains undiminished.

"Qingqingshan? You're all back? Isn't the lecture scheduled for the day after tomorrow?"

Duan Yongming almost stuttered when he opened his mouth.

In fact, being proud is one thing, and being boastful is another.

When Xu Qingshan, his favorite student, really appeared in front of him, he was actually a little nervous.

It is somewhat similar to the change of Principal Lin Dong, but not really. Perhaps Duan Yongming is closer to Zhang Jingxian's mentality. He just feels that it is incredible that Xu Qingshan has achieved so many impressive results in just half a year at Peking University.

When a legend that influences the world is born right under your nose.

Perhaps most people’s first reaction is that it is unreal.

"I just came back home from Lu Island last night, so I invited everyone to come over today to meet the teachers first."

Xu Qingshan explained.

He actually enjoyed the feeling of being stared at by his junior classmates.

Because being stared at by these children is different from being stared at by media reporters with cameras or receiving those utilitarian and flattering looks at people at the dinner table.

These eyes are full of pure admiration and love.

It’s just like when kids were little and watched Ultraman, lending him light.

but.

It’s all Ultraman’s fault.

Nowadays, many people born in the 90s and 00s live a dull life, because they loaned too much faith and light to Ultraman when they were young, and then used them up, and became black households of light.

"Then why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Duan Yongming waved his hand.

"I told you! Lao Duan, did you not check your phone this morning? We went to the office, and Miss Zhang said that you rarely go back to the office during breaks. You just stay in the classroom and brag to your juniors."

Although Xu Qingshan said this, the smile on his face and his tone showed that he and Duan Yongming had a very close relationship.

The eyes of the younger students all lit up.

I originally thought that there was a lot of truth in what Duan Chang said, but there was probably also some bragging.

Now it seems.

It seems to be 100% true!

Duan Yongming looked embarrassed.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and found many unread messages. He put the phone back, tidied up his lesson plans on the desk, and greeted Xu Qingshan and the others.

"I had a lot of classes this morning, so I didn't really look at my phone."

"Come on, let's go to the office. The next class is your teacher Bai Qi's. Let's go to the office and talk."

Duan Yongming's steps are light and graceful.

After this incident, who would dare to say that he was bragging when he talked about the bizarre past events between him and Xu Qingshan?
Do you know what the value of the first paragraph of an experiment is?
Principal Lin Dong has to speak very quietly to me!
Duan Yongming walked out of the classroom.

This group of graduating teenagers surrounded Duan Yongming and walked towards the office, and even Xu Qingshan took the initiative to give up his position.

The students along the way all leaned over the windows and doors, peering at Xu Qingshan and the others, but they didn't dare to get close, partly because they were young and inexperienced, and partly because they were afraid of disturbing them.

But seeing so many seniors on the honor roll appear here, their feelings are indescribable.

And today.

The one who attracted the most attention was Duan Yongming, the director of the Duan Department.

Look at the rainbow reflected by his shiny black slicked-back hair in the sunlight.

Tsk.

Dogs rely on their masters
No, a teacher’s value depends on his students!

(End of this chapter)