The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

5:30 a.m. the next day.

"Buzzing..."

Xie Tianming groggily turned off his phone alarm, then slowly got up to wash and get ready for bed.

I splashed some cold water on my face and felt completely refreshed.

For several days in a row, he could feel that his study experience at home was far less effective than when he was at school.

So I've made up my mind to go more than half an hour earlier starting today.

School gate.

Apart from the faint sound of students reciting their lessons coming from the senior high school building, the freshmen and sophomores' area was deserted and almost empty.

Xie Tianming strode into the school, carrying the steamed buns he had just bought.

"Xi Wenjing, you want to compete with me for first place? Watch me pull a fast one on you!"

"Wait until I get first place in the grade, then let's see what you can say."

"But she said I'm a great magician, which is kind of exciting."

"Alright, once I get first place in the grade, I'll reluctantly share some study tips with her."

Xie Tianming became happier and happier as he thought about it, his mouth stretching to his ears, and he quickened his pace.

His smile froze the moment he stepped into the classroom and saw the figure inside.

"Xi Wenjing, what are you doing here?"

Xi Wenjing, who was reciting her lessons, was also somewhat surprised to see Xie Tianming at the door.

It's only a little past six o'clock, and people are already here studying?

"Why are you here?"

"I asked you first!" Xie Tianming was a little annoyed. You're already first in the class, why are you here so early?

Xi Wenjing tilted her head. "You're so childish."

Xie Tianming: "?"

"I come a little early every day. It's a bit noisy near my house, but the school is quiet, which is more suitable for memorizing vocabulary," Xi Wenjing said, waving the English book in her hand.

Xie Tianming's lips twitched. "A little early? You've clearly arrived an hour early!"

"Um."

"You even said 'hmm'! No wonder you always get perfect scores in English, it makes perfect sense."

Xie Tianming sat down, took out a steamed bun, took a bite, glanced at the quiet figure diagonally in front of him, and offered a steamed bun, "Want some steamed buns?"

Xi Wenjing wanted to refuse, but the steamed buns smelled delicious, and she wanted to eat them, but she was afraid of getting her hands dirty.

Never mind, I'll go wash my hands in a bit.

Just as he was about to thank Xie Tianming and accept the bun, Xie Tianming took it back.

Xi Wenjing: "?"

The toes have already started digging into the ground.

"Use this; it's the gloves that came with my takeout order last time." Xie Tianming handed over a small square package.

Xi Wenjing: "...Thank you. You can have this yogurt."

"Thanks." Xie Tianming took a big gulp after inserting the tube.

After finishing their meal, the two continued memorizing vocabulary and classical poems without disturbing each other.

The memorization session only ended briefly when other students arrived for class.

……

Time passed day by day.

Class 25 has a very busy schedule now.

Self-study periods are filled with various tutoring sessions and exams.

The students are very adaptable, and with the help of card buffs, they don't feel tired at all at school; on the contrary, they are full of energy.

I don't have to stay up late to do homework when I get home, so I have more energy during the day.

The entire class was enveloped in a positive cycle.

During physical education class.

Lu Qian made another diving save and slammed the basketball away from the basket.

"I can't take it anymore, Teacher Lu is inhuman, she jumps higher than my head."

"Never mind, I'm used to it."

Lu Qian smiled, tossed the ball back, and said, "You guys play, I'm going downstairs to rest for a bit."

The group of boys cheered loudly.

"Those kids."

Lu Qian shook his head and chuckled. Seeing the figure sitting by the court, he grabbed two bottles of mineral water and walked over.

"Why aren't you playing? Haven't you rested enough? Are you exhausted?"

"Teacher Lu."

When Feng Zhiqiang saw Lu Qian arrive, he hurriedly stood up, but Lu Qian pressed him back down to sit.

Lu Qian plopped down next to him and handed him the water.

"Something on your mind?"

Feng Zhiqiang tightened his grip on the water bottle and casually said, "No, I'm just tired. I'll go back on the court later."

Lu Qian glanced at him, finding it somewhat amusing.

He slowly took a sip of water before speaking:

"I was once your age too. I did the things you did back then; I thought about the things you thought about. Even if I didn't, my classmates did more or less of those things back then."

Feng Zhiqiang paused for a moment, then said, "Really, no."

Lu Qian didn't speak, his arms resting on his knees as he watched the branches of trees swaying gently in the distance.

"Zhiqiang, hiding things doesn't mean others won't worry. Sometimes, speaking out might lead to a solution."

Feng Zhiqiang pursed his lips and pressed down on each of the raised lines on the mineral water bottle, making "bang" sounds.

After a moment, he finally spoke, "Teacher Lu, it's not that I can't say it, it's just that I feel a little sorry for you."

Lu Qian raised an eyebrow. "What, are you transferring classes?"

This time it was Feng Zhiqiang's turn to be stunned. "Of course not, I'm perfectly fine here."

"Then you haven't wronged me. Speak boldly! I'm listening!" Lu Qian encouraged, while he was also a little curious about how he had wronged me.

Feng Zhiqiang mustered his courage and said, "Teacher Lu, I still want to play basketball, not just in amateur games. I want to be a professional basketball player and play in professional games."

Once he spoke, he relaxed considerably and his speech became much more fluent.

Lu Qian didn't interrupt him and continued listening.

"I used to be a bad student, but after you came, Mr. Lu, my grades gradually improved. But I still can't forget basketball and I still want to try it. But if I play basketball and my grades drop, then all your teaching over this period of time will have been in vain."

"You've never given up on a bad student like me. If I were to go play basketball, wouldn't that be betraying you?"

"But if I go to play, I'm worried I won't get selected and end up with nothing."

By the end, Feng Zhiqiang was becoming somewhat incoherent.

Lu Qian nodded; he understood Feng Zhiqiang's current state of mind.

It's nothing more than being torn between dreams and reality.

She valued loyalty above all else, so she didn't want to disappoint Lu Qian.

"You really like basketball?" Lu Qian asked.

"I really like it!"

How much do you like it?

Feng Zhiqiang thought for a moment about how to describe it, and finally managed to say, "I often dream about playing basketball."

Lu Qian nodded. "I really like it."

"Okay, I understand."

"Your dream is to become a professional basketball player, but you're afraid of falling behind and letting me down, and you're also afraid of not being selected as an athlete, ending up with nothing. Right?"

Feng Zhiqiang nodded eagerly, "Yes, yes, Teacher Lu, your summary is absolutely right!"

"I'm not actually that tall. 191cm is considered tall in school, but it's just average in a professional team. But I'm not willing to give up without trying."

"Teacher Lu, am I being too presumptuous?"

The tall boy looked worried and almost burst into tears.

Lu Qian chuckled, patted his shoulder, stood up, and threw the empty mineral water bottle into a trash can some distance away, using the motion of throwing arrows into a pot.

"It's simple. You're afraid of ending up with nothing, but I want it all!"

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