After class, Zhang Lingling walked to the front row with a notebook and pen in her hand, and asked the students living in the school one by one if they had brought enough dry food.An Zishan looked at it for a while, smiled bitterly and shook his head, this stupid girl is honest, why did Min suddenly change her words and let her go to the statistics, the reason is very simple.Min may have thought that the child of this age happened to be in the rebellious period of adolescence, and even if he didn't bring enough dry food, he was probably embarrassed to tell her, so he arranged for Zhang Lingling to do this.But if you ask next to each other in front of so many classmates, even if you don't bring enough dry food, you won't be embarrassed to talk about it.An Zishan stood up, and wanted to go directly to Min to talk about asking for leave, but seeing that Zhang Lingling finished asking a row of classmates, none of them said that they didn't bring enough dry food.Even among these people, An Zishan also saw Chang Wei, the male classmate who shouted in class that he didn't bring enough, under Zhang Lingling's curious questioning, his face was swollen and red, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted that he had enough food, and he would just talk and play in class.So, Zhang Lingling walked to the back row of the male classmate with a puzzled look and continued to ask.An Zishan sighed and stepped forward, stretched out her hand and tugged at Zhang Lingling's sleeve, the other party was hunched over and lying next to her classmate's desk, feeling that someone was dragging her, she turned her head and looked at her in surprise: "Zishan?
What's wrong?
”An Zishan chuckled: "You come with me, I'll tell you something." ”"Huh?
What's the matter?
Just say it here, I'm busy, I have to hurry up and finish the count so I can send it to the teacher!
”Zhang Lingling's small eyes widened a little, blinked twice, and replied with a surprised expression.An Zishan rolled his eyes, glanced at her and said speechlessly: "You come with me, I won't delay you much, it's important, come!"
”After speaking, An Zishan didn't wait for her to respond, turned around and left, and arrived at the door of the classroom in the blink of an eye.Zhang Lingling was stunned, looking at An Zishan's back, her eyes flickered, and two red glows surged up on her cheeks for some reason, and she turned her head to look at the classmate she was asking and whispered: "Zhang Wei, you wait for me for a while!"
”Then he turned his head and chased him out quickly, and Seinfeld, who was sitting in his seat with nothing to do, went over to find Zhang Lingling from An Zishan, and he stared at him, poked Lu Fan with his elbow and said in a low voice: "Hey, Xiaofan, look, Zishan asked Zhang Lingling out, hehe" Lu Fan looked at the shadow of the two walking out of the classroom with a surprised face, and glanced sideways at Song Fei, the corners of their mouths showed a sly smile, and they got up and followed with a flash of their eyes."
Oops,, go back, come back."
As soon as Seinfeld walked out of the classroom, he retreated back in a panic, hurriedly grabbed Lu Fan, who was about to go out, and whispered in the other party's surprised gaze: "The two of them are at the door."
Let's listen to what we have to say!
”Lu Fan blinked, cautiously glanced to the right, and saw An Zishan and Zhang Lingling standing in the aisle talking.Zhang Lingling quickly chased out of the classroom and saw An Zishan standing in front of the aisle window on the right-hand side, looking at her who appeared from the door with a smile, Zhang Lingling subconsciously stopped, slowly walked to An Zishan, her cheeks flew red, and she snorted: "What are you looking for me?"
”An Zishan was stunned, a smile froze on his face, and he stared at the shy girl in front of him who was a little confused, as if something was wrong.After staying for a moment, An Zishan frowned and said in a low voice: "Lingling, let me tell you, if you go next to each other to count the classmates who didn't bring enough dry food, people will definitely not say it." ”"Huh?!
That's what you're looking for me for?
”Zhang Lingling raised her head suddenly, her face was still a little flushed, her eyes widened and she lost her voice, An Zishan clearly felt that there was still a little disappointment in her voice.An Zishan was stunned and said strangely: "Yes, then what do you think?"
”"It's nothing, why don't the classmates say it, look at that Chang Wei, when the teacher spoke, he shouted the loudest, saying that he didn't bring enough dry food, why did I ask him, he kept saying that he had brought enough!"
Zhang Lingling was a little flustered in the face of An Zishan's rhetorical question, and quickly changed the topic, she was also curious why Chang Wei refused to say.An Zishan smiled and sighed: "Because they are shy, embarrassed, and inferior." ”When he said this, he remembered a classmate in college, from a mountainous area in Shuchuan Province in southwest China, his family was very poor, and he applied for a bursary for poor college students in the first year, and the whole class knew about it after the class was announced.Later, I heard a buddy in the same dormitory talk about an incident, the classmate was seen by several other male classmates when he was eating in the cafeteria, and one of them said, "Yo, there is also braised pork!"
”So this male classmate said that the classmate from a poor family eats braised pork every day.An Zishan didn't know what the psychology of the classmate who said this was, but since then, the male classmate who applied for a bursary no longer dared to order meat dishes.Moreover, he has more inferiority complex than before, becoming more and more unsociable, and he hides in the corner of the restaurant alone when he eats, and occasionally An Zishan finds that he orders all green vegetables and no meat.At that time, An Zishan couldn't understand it, but now he is a little distressed, and he feels sorry for those children who are particularly inferior because of their poor economic situation and poor family background.Although their family was also very difficult, they were still close to the average level of the general public in school, so he could not understand what it was like to be so poor that he did not have enough to eat.If you have never experienced it, you can't talk about empathy.For example, Zhang Lingling at this time, she raised her head slightly, looked at An Zishan with a puzzled expression, and said, "Shy?
What's so shy about this, why don't I understand what you mean?
”An Zishan didn't want to argue with her on this issue, so he said: "I can't explain this to you clearly, in short, you believe me, do you believe me?"
”"Believe!"
Zhang Lingling nodded her little head without hesitation, staring straight at An Zishan and replied crisply."
That's good, I'll tell you, you do this, go back and pull a few pieces of paper from the notebook, cut them into small strips, send one to each classmate, and then ask everyone to write their names, write enough if you bring enough dry food, and write enough if you don't bring enough.""
When you're done, fold it twice, cover it, and then you put the notes away next to each other.Then put the names on the slip of paper and the statistics that were not written enough into the notebook, and send them to the teacher. ”Seinfeld and Lu Fan, who were lying on the door frame of the classroom, looked at each other when they heard An Zishan's words, and Lu Fan also had some feelings about the deep meaning of what he said after experiencing the great changes in his family last year, so he looked at An Zishan with a gentle face with complicated eyes, and his heart was warm.He stretched out his hand and dragged Seinfeld, who was looking at the thief, and whispered in the other party's puzzled expression, "Let's go, go back." ”As he walked back, Seinfeld muttered, "I thought these two had some kind of adultery, Zi Shanjing was useless." ”Lu Fan glanced at him and didn't speak, he had been transferring to this Shanyang Junior High School for half a year, and he had seen the poverty and backwardness here, the classmates in the class were all ordinary rural families, although they were not poor and couldn't open the pot, but they were also above food and clothing, and below the level of being well-off.Looking at what they eat and wear, it can be said that there is a world of difference compared to himself, and later realized this, he slowly followed Zhang Huaxue and dressed more ordinary.When he was in Yongcheng, in that circle where he was either rich or noble, he had never felt the inferiority complex brought about by poverty so truly, so what An Zishan said deeply touched him and even changed him.Zhang Lingling listened to An Zishan with a serious face, nodded vigorously, two small dimples floated at the corners of her mouth, and said happily: "Okay, I know how to do it, thank you Zishan, you still have a way." ”An Zishan smiled, pursed his lips and said softly: "Don't thank me, go back and get it, I'll help you cut paper." ”"Okay!"
Zhang Lingling suddenly jumped up and jumped back to the classroom, the two of them sat in their seats, tore a few pieces of paper from the notebook, folded them three times, cut them from the folds with a straight knife with a pencil sharpening, and made forty-six notes before stopping.Looking at Zhang Lingling happily holding the note and distributing it to her classmates, and then asking them to write it on it in the way she said, the room full of students had different expressions.An Zishan noticed Chang Wei's trembling lips and somewhat complicated expression when he took the note, and his heart was relieved.