That year, the boy had just graduated from school.

His dream is to go to the podium and become a teacher, the kind of thing that students can shout "teacher" when they see him.

He is an orphan, the kind he grew up in an orphanage.

There was always a kind-hearted person who helped him. Later he found out that the one who sponsored him was an old teacher, with no children, but when he found the sponsor, he could only give him a bouquet of flowers.

He thought about it for a long time and decided to become a teacher.

Today is his first day at work.

He sorted out his clothes, lived in the apartment assigned by the school, looked at his ordinary self in the mirror, smiled, revealing his teeth that were not neatly grown. Although they were not good-looking, they would not be ugly.

After picking up the lesson plan that had been prepared long ago, he came to the teaching building.

Looking at the people coming and going, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. This should be the first time he officially stepped onto the podium.

He held the lesson plan tightly in his hand and strode towards his class.

As a ringtone rang.

"The class time is up, the students hurry back to the classroom and prepare for class!"

Listening to this nice female voice, the boy smiled.

He finally became a teacher, just today!

He opened the door and walked in carefully.

The classroom suddenly became silent, and countless pairs of curious eyes stared at the boy walking onto the podium.

"Hello everyone, I am your math teacher!"

The boy introduced himself after he came on stage.

There are many cute little kids below looking at the boy with big eyes open.

Looking at so many children below, the boy was actually very nervous because to be honest, he was just a child.

But…he had the experience of being a child king in an orphanage.

So, in a few seconds, I got familiar with the students in this class.

He noticed that at the end of the classroom, there seemed to be a little kid who looked out of place with other kids, a girl.

He was wearing patched clothes and tied with two ponytails. He was dry and had a pale complexion. He looked malnourished. He sat timidly behind the classroom with his head down.

"Okay, now, since the teacher has introduced himself, should the students also introduce themselves to let the teacher know you well?" The boy's eyes passed through the little girl from time to time.

"good!"

A response sounded in the classroom.

With the introduction of each child, the boy smiled casually and nodded.

I waited until the little girl stood up in panic, and then whispered: "My name is Xiaocao..."

The classroom suddenly became noisy.

"Is there any other name?"

"Xiaocao, Xiaocao... Is there anyone in your family called Xiaohua?"

"Little Grass, hehe..."

"There are actually people called Xiaocao!"

The students in the classroom laughed unscrupulously.

But they didn't know how much harm their laughter would bring to this girl called "Little Grass".

She lowered her head timidly, holding her right hand with her left hand, very timid and very sad. These harsh sounds made her feel really uncomfortable.

"The name Xiaocao is very good. Students, don't you know that Xiaocao is the strongest life in nature? Whether it is wind and rain, or rain, dew, wind and frost, Xiaocao lives strongly. The teacher believes that the meaning of Xiaocao's name is the same. Live strongly in this world, right?" The boy suddenly spoke out and resolved Xiaocao's dilemma.

Xiaocao raised her head and looked at the new math teacher.

Unexpectedly, the math teacher was also watching her.

This was the first time the math teacher met Xiaocao.

It was not until the boy saw Xiaocao's file in the office and saw the word "orphan" written on her relationship column that he understood why this little girl was incompatible with the entire class.

"Teacher Chen, this little grass..."

The boy looked at the class teacher with a shameless face.

Teacher Chen is an old teacher who looks very honest and honest in his forties, wearing black framed eyes.

He smiled and looked at the boy: "The welfare home is sent to us. Our school will charge several children from the welfare home every year. The tuition fee is free, and there is also some living expenses every month to live in the school..."

Teacher Chen has been teaching in school for more than ten years and has seen many such things. Occasionally, he will help a few such students, but he can't help too much, because he still has a family, family... he is not allowed to have too much love.

"That's how it works!"

The boy looked at the file above and thanked him.

He noticed this little girl named "Xiaocao". Perhaps because she was also an orphan, he cared very much about this "Xiaocao".

It was September, it was quite hot, and the cicadas outside made people feel very annoyed.

Xiaocao always wears his own patched clothes.

No one wants to sit with her, it seems that he feels that the price is reduced!

Seeing that she is dirty and thin like a rib, no one is willing to give her love.

For several days, the boy found that she was wearing the same clothes.

The boy felt that he should do something.

for example……

"Bang!"

"Crash!"

The boy collided with a little girl, and the information in his hand deliberately raised up.

It looks like the plot in an idol drama, right?

And all of this was just designed by the boy.

Seeing himself hitting the math teacher, Xiaocao quickly lowered his head and apologized: "Teacher, I'm sorry!"

"It's the teacher who should say sorry to you, I didn't get hurt, right?"

The boy smiled and looked at the little girl and said.

"No...no!" Xiaocao shook his head and said.

"Help the teacher pick up these materials. If the teacher is alone, it may take a long time!" said the boy.

"Oh!" Xiaocao nodded.

The degree of two people is indeed faster than that of one person.

Looking at the information in his hand, the boy touched the little girl's head: "Since you have helped the teacher so much, how about the teacher treating you to a meal?"

"No...no...no...no!"

Xiaocao refused in panic.

"What's wrong, that's all!"

As a teacher, does he still need to make a decision depending on whether the students are willing or not?

When he returned to the office, the boy was obviously much happier, and his mood improved a lot, and even his homework correction was much faster.

In fact, mathematics is very simple, especially in junior high school mathematics!

The boy doesn’t have many classes every day, and there are only about three or four classes every day. After finishing, he prepares the lessons and then corrects his homework.

Wait until after school.

The boy worked hard for a long time before he remembered that he seemed to be treating the little girl to a meal.

He hurried to the little girl's class.

Now she did not leave, but was alone and quietly doing her homework in her own position.

"Dongdong..."

"Ahem..."

The boy stood at the door and coughed deliberately.

The little girl was startled and squatted down from her seat in panic, then she realized that she was a math teacher.

"It's all over school, haven't you gone back?" the boy asked intentionally.

Xiaocao shook her head and whispered: "I want to finish my homework..."

In her mind, she actually doesn't want to have dinner with her math teacher, not because she is afraid of what the math teacher does to her, but because she doesn't want to take other people's things and treat her to a meal... she doesn't feel it's necessary and not worth it.

But she didn't dare to leave. She was afraid that the math teacher would get angry because she couldn't find her, so she stayed in the classroom to do her homework.

"Have you finished your homework?" the boy asked.

"It's done...it's done." The little girl whispered.

"Okay, the teacher promised you at noon and said he would treat you to dinner and leave!"

Listening to the math teacher's words, Xiaocao pursed her lips. She lowered her head, not knowing what to do. She really wanted to reject the math teacher, but she thought that the math teacher was very nice to her...

"Teacher... Can I not go!"
To be continued...