Chapter 85 - Could I Have an Autograph? (1/2)

Second floor.

Along the corridor.

The sixth cla.s.s’ public lesson had ended early, so the parents had already come out. They were chatting outside, and those with smoking addictions even hid in the bathroom to smoke.

“Eh? Why is there such a commotion in the first cla.s.s?”

“What’s the matter? Is the teacher teaching?”

“It’s not teaching; I heard the experimental cla.s.s is writing compositions today.”

“Oh, a student’s essay? Let’s go and take a look.”

“Alright, but we should be quiet. There’s the school’s Leaders and teachers in there.”

Soon, a number of curious parents had come outside of the first cla.s.s. They had happened to hear Zhang Ye’s recitation of that “Tribute to the White Poplar”!

A parent touched the goose b.u.mps on his arm. He was alarmed.

The other parents were also stunned. A person looked at the other parent from before, “Friend, are you sure this is a composition written by an elementary school student?”

The person wiped his sweat, “That’s right; their cla.s.s is having a composition writing public lesson.”

The parents were all feeling amazed. Were elementary school students so impressive these days?

A few minutes later, The public lesson ended.

“End of cla.s.s.”

“Rise.”

“Goodbye, students.”

“Goodbye, teacher.”

The language teacher smiled. “Thank you to all the parents who came. Today’s lesson will end here, so you can bring your children home. Today’s homework is for everyone to write a reflective piece after you read ‘Tribute to the White Poplar’. Tomorrow, I will check them in cla.s.s.”

The moment that the lesson ended, Chenchen’s seat was surrounded by all the other children!

“Chenchen! Your uncle is so awesome!” Dede was the first to run over.

Chenchen was unlike her peers who would be smug in such a situation. She still had that grumpy little face of hers as she nonchalantly said, “Pa.s.sable.”

“Is your uncle a superstar?” Another boy asked, “Why do the princ.i.p.al and the teachers know him?”

Chenchen quietly kept her pencil case and books, saying, “I guess so. I didn’t know he was that famous.”

“Chenchen, let’s go home together.”

“I want to go, too. Let my father drive us home.”

“Chenchen, Chenchen, do you want to come to my house and play? My house is nearby.”

A group of boys and girls surrounded her, asking all sorts of questions. They were very friendly.

Zhang Ye also felt relieved when he saw the current situation. He was greatly wis.h.i.+ng to see this little rascal have good relations.h.i.+ps with her cla.s.smates. Actually, little Chenchen was pretty and cute, like a porcelain doll, and probably no child in the school was prettier than her. From an aesthetic point of view, most people would be willing to play with her; however, as little Chenchen was too cold, and was mature beyond her years, this resulted in her not mixing well with others. After today’s matter, there was reason to believe that Chenchen’s interpersonal relations.h.i.+ps would improve. This was also the only thing that Zhang Ye could do.

Tongtong and her father were already silent at this moment. The father brought his daughter out of the cla.s.s. He did not want to stay a second longer, for he felt disgraced.

“Teacher Zhang Ye!” The language teacher suddenly walked over.

Zhang Ye, who was about to bring the child home, stopped in his tracks. He recalled that she had said something in cla.s.s, something about talking after cla.s.s. He then asked, “Teacher, previously, you were saying?”

The language teacher was a bit embarra.s.sed. She did not look much older than Zhang Ye, and she had also not graduated for more than two years. After she hesitated for a moment, she took out a book, “Actually, actually, it’s nothing important, just that… I especially like your poems. I have seen your ‘Flying Bird and Fish’, ‘The Song of the Stormy Petrel’ and ‘A Generation’ more than ten times. I can even recite them without a mistake now. Especially that ‘Dead Water’ you recited a few days ago.. I like that the most. I am one of your hardcore fans!”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye felt embarra.s.sed, “Ah? Thank you, thank you.”

The language teacher held the book and looked at him, “Could I have an autograph? My husband also likes you. He likes your ‘Ghost Blows Out the Light’. He stays up late every night to tune in to it. He has not missed a single episode!”

Zhang Ye immediately took the book over, “There’s definitely no problem at all. How many do you want?”

“One… No, two would be best.” The language teacher was very happy as she pa.s.sed him a pen.

Zhang Ye’s words were not very nicely written, but that was his normal handwriting. When it came to autographs, it might seem funny, but this rascal had purposely practiced before. He had wished to be famous since he was young, fantasizing about being asked for an autograph one day. He finally had his wish fulfilled today. Come to think of it, this was the first time a fan had asked for his autograph. It was a day worth remembering.

“Here’s the autograph.” Zhang Ye returned the book to her.

“Thank you! Thank you!” The language teacher was especially excited.

Chenchen gave a cold glance over.

Zhang Ye then touched little Chenchen’s head and said to the language teacher, “This child Chenchen is not very sensible and not very obedient, so I’ll be troubling you in the future.”

“You’re welcome, too welcome.” The language teacher immediately said, “Don’t worry. I’ll definitely teach the child well.” Saying that, she whispered, noticing that there were no adults around, “Actually, with Chenchen’s results, she might be transferred out of the experimental cla.s.s this or next semester, but… I will definitely help Chenchen fight for it, so that she won’t be transferred.”

Zhang Ye said, “Then I’ll have to thank you.”