Doting on Mr. Su (40) Rumors and Gossip Every Day at Shu Ba

  On January 16th, I gloomily drove to school with Su Jia Chang.

  It goes without saying that everyone could guess the kind of attention and various comments the red sports car and handsome Mr. Su attracted.

  I bear the pointing and whispering along the way, constantly reminding myself with the three words "whatever" in my heart. What others say can't stop me, as long as I am being myself, that's enough. If the sky falls, there is Mr. Su to hold it up.

  As we approached the teachers' building, he suddenly stopped and adjusted my scarf in front of everyone, asking "Do you want to go back to your dorm?"

  I shook my head and nodded: "Let's go again before we leave."

  I'm actually a bit afraid of those three girls interrogating me, after all, when I left, I didn't even say goodbye, and changed my phone number quickly. After calming down later, I didn't think about contacting them either. At that time, I had the extreme idea of evaporating from college, and now it's been a semester, plus a year, before I came back, so I'll inevitably be forced to confess by the 3307 women's united army...

  This is not the most frightening thing, to tell the truth, it's just that it's too long, I'm afraid that if I don't finish speaking in time, I'll be detained, and they will dig into every detail...

  Alas, let us stop the soldiers with our shields and bury them in the earth when they come!

  As he thought so, he inadvertently let out a sigh, and Mr. Su turned his head to ask: "What's wrong?"

  "I'm afraid my roommate will catch me all over the world..."

  "He curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled: 'You're not doing too badly.'"

  "It's not like I only know Song Na!" I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

  Her name no longer makes me feel melancholy and desolate. Even face-to-face, I can give her a tolerant smile.

  I think so.

  Entering the teacher's building, I parted ways with Mr. Su, he went to the principal's office, and I went to find my class advisor, the gap is just that obvious!

  I stood at the door for a moment to muster up some courage before I dared to stand at the entrance, exposing myself under the gaze of the three palm-door teachers.

  Old Mrs. Li said in a cold voice "come in", and my heart was lifted up.

  She raised her head and saw it was me, expressionlessly asking: "Are you here on vacation?"

  I weakly said: "No... I'm here to apply for off-campus internship..."

  She listened, put down what she was doing, and with a look of wanting to have a long talk, pointed to a chair next to her and asked me to sit down. Then, with a serious tone, she said: "I've heard a lot about your situation from many classmates, although it's not convenient to ask too much, but as long as you're still in school for one day, the school must take responsibility for you." She paused, then continued: "Beijing is full of temptations, every year there are students like you who can't resist, thinking they can fly high and become Cinderella, but how many of them end up well? What makes you abandon a girl's self-respect and self-love to sell yourself?"

  I stood up, unable to suppress the surging emotions in my heart, clenched my fists, and sat back down, trying to calm myself as I asked: "Teacher, where did you hear about my situation? And how much of it have you confirmed to be true?"

  She waved her hand: "Students like this, no matter how many come out in a year, they all think they have a strong background and are thinking about marrying into a wealthy family or marrying a rich second generation. You don't need to explain these things to me, everyone knows them in their hearts..."

  "Understood!?" I couldn't help but sneer... interrupting her: "**Regardless of whether it's the capital or not, some things and words still need to be verified with evidence. In an era of freedom of speech, there is still such a crime as slander. Moreover, I am the phoenix itself, why bother coveting the branch?"

  "Is this your attitude towards teachers?" She suddenly became dissatisfied, her voice also rising, attracting the attention of two teachers from next door.

  I took a deep breath: "If getting engaged is also what the teacher meant by 'disregarding one's own dignity and self-respect, selling oneself out', then I really can't understand how marriage can be made legal. Is that just a long-term transaction certified by the state?"

  "Unsubstantiated remarks are all rumors, and it's astonishing that teachers would believe them and use them to evaluate a student..."

  "Pay attention!" Ms. Li slapped the table and stood up, her teeth clenched in anger: "Do you know what you're doing? Don't you want to graduate?"

  I'm also a bit out of breath, I had no idea that behind Ms. Li's smiling face was such a true appearance, using "hearing" to determine students and threatening students with graduation, is she really a qualified teacher who has survived the regular education system?

  No wonder she is just a teacher, nearly fifty years old and still just a teacher!

  I took a deep breath and then heard her say: "Look at her, she's still so angry, what kind of student is this?"

  In the office, only three or four teachers looked at me. For a moment, I felt that the light in front of my eyes flickered, and after closing my eyes and shaking my head, I regained clarity.

  At this moment, I suddenly realized that whether I came to sell fake goods or submit an application, I could no longer face the class teacher who always smiled. The intense disgust and hatred that had accumulated in my heart made it impossible for me to calmly listen to her spreading rumors about me...

  I can't do it.

  "...such students who haven't even learned to respect their teachers and the way, yet still managed to get into university, saying they won't come to class if they don't feel like it, what kind of student is that? Real students don't behave like this..."

  Excuse me!

  I couldn't listen anymore, so I threw out a sentence to interrupt and rushed out the door. The teacher or student coming towards me didn't see clearly. Like this, I ran all the way back to the car without caring, closed the door, and sped away!

  Damn graduation certificate!

  What's so special about this thing?

  It's understandable that ordinary people may spread rumors without knowing the truth, but why do some public figures choose to spread false information and muddy the waters?

  Do I look like an unserious student? Do I look like a slacker?

  Next...

  Am I destined to have no alumni connections for life? No contact in junior high school, little contact in high school, and now it's like this in college. Is my fate bad or am I too poor at interpersonal relationships?

  Yes, I'm used to doing what I want, I can't stand being restricted, I can't stand being wronged...

  Mr. Su is right, I've never cared what others say, I just do my own thing...

  I was leaning on the steering wheel, my whole body empty and without motivation. After a while, someone knocked on the car door several times, tapped on the window, and Mr. Su's worried and cold voice came: "Fu Yingxue, open the door for me!"

  It's him who came back, and he is the only one who can treat my car so roughly.

  His voice made me hesitate, and when I looked up to see his face, I firmly chose not to open the door but only rolled down the window. Originally wanting to give a casual greeting, I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

  "What's wrong with your eyes? Have you been crying?" He leaned in closer, his eyebrows furrowed deeper, and asked in a cold tone, "Who has been bullying you?"

  Although his voice sounds so cold, it makes me inexplicably feel at ease, and the troubles that had been accumulating before slowly dissipate.

  I opened the car door, got out of the car, and stretched my arms to hug him: "Let's go home, pick up Baituanzi, I want to eat your sugar vinegar ribs..." My eyes were getting more and more sour as I spoke, but I still hadn't asked the key question: "Su Hao, if I don't graduate from college, will you think I'm very embarrassing?"

  He sighed, holding me tightly in his arms, and stroking my head with his large hand: "You little thing that worries people to death, don't worry, I'm here, huh?"

  "Uh-huh..." I nodded.

  He patted me on the back and asked, "Was it unpleasant to see the teacher?"

  "Uh..." I nodded again and actively confessed: "What she said made me a bit unacceptable, but my own problem of exploding when I'm wronged also has its faults..."

  "What did she wrong you?"

  "She said I couldn't resist temptation, and didn't care about my own dignity and self-respect, selling myself out... I also told her what she said later about not respecting teachers and the Tao, all in one breath. After finishing, I reflected on myself: 'I know I'm not a qualified student, but I still feel hurt...'

  "Well, it's already become a personal attack."

  I also thought about it and couldn't help but sigh, feeling powerless. I said: "Let's go home... we need to eat sweet and sour pork ribs..."

  "Good."

  The way home was him driving, probably thinking my negative state wasn't suitable for driving.

  Halfway through, he suddenly remembered: "Luosi Jia is your roommate, right?"

  As soon as I heard this name, I sat up straight and asked a little nervously: "What's wrong with her?"

  "She asked me for your new phone number and also asked what our relationship is."

  "Did you give it to her?"

  "No reason not to give it, right?" Mr. Su said with a wry smile.

  "...I slumped in my wheelchair: "It's all over, Luo Si Jia will definitely call me to nag, will break the pot and dig to the earth's core... She'll also spread it everywhere..."

  Mr. Su reached out and patted my head: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

  It's because of this process of explanation that things get dragged out, and who knows, it might even start from childhood and go all the way to now, or even drag you into fantasizing about the future, like planning to have a few kids...

  Alas, just thinking about it is depressing.