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A day when I don¡¯t want to study

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    This is the second weekend after Ami goes to school to practice Braille at home. It is even harder than at school. In school, she can¡¯t read books and it doesn¡¯t matter that she can¡¯t listen to many things the teacher says. She can just sit down and be fine.  .

    But it¡¯s different when I¡¯m attending class at home. The teacher is very aggressive, hitting the table and scolding people.

    Ami¡¯s biggest problem now is that she can¡¯t read or write.  So Ye Zhiqiu helped Ami hire a teacher who specialized in Braille to provide intensive training in reading and writing Braille.

    The name of the teacher in charge of teaching is Wen Wen. He will come here at 7:30 in the morning on weekends, start classes on time at 8 o'clock, and will not leave until 6 o'clock in the evening.  His temperament and name are completely different from each other. He is extremely mean and indifferent, and his teachings to Ami are completely devilish.

    Except for meals and nap time, Ami is almost always writing and reading. When he is very tired, he is only allowed to get up and walk for a while, and is not even allowed to go out to sit with Qian Huan.

    "Tap-tat-tat-tat"

    Boring sounds rang repeatedly in the room, and Ami felt a little drowsy. In order to relieve this drowsy feeling, she kept thinking of things that could cheer her up.

    The happiest thing is probably that when I touched the thing on Zhiqiu's body, it was really bigger than Ami's. Now Ami no longer feels that the two small bags on her body are superfluous, so she is happy.

    But that feeling was very strange. Thinking of this, Ami couldn't help but recall the feeling of that thing.  After losing her sight, she relied on her hands to identify everything around her.

    I have touched many things, but none of them felt like that. Moreover, Zhiqiu seemed to have moved at that time. Will it hurt?  Is it possible that Ami's pain will be felt in the future when he grows up?

    "ah!"

    hand pain.

    It was the ruler that tapped the back of the hand, and then a serious female voice sounded coldly: "The speed has slowed down again, put your hand back on the table."

    The teacher named Wen Wen frowned slightly, not understanding what this quiet and well-behaved student was pointing at a place with no curvature.

    Ami¡¯s shoulders shrank, and he immediately sat up straight, and continued to write on the writing board with his blind pen. While writing, he also wrote down the words, so as not to forget them again when he touched them for a while.

    Every morning, I first learn to read the text aloud, then practice new words, and then imitate. Anyway, it is all kinds of repetition, and Ami finds it boring.

    It was finally half past five. Ami touched her watch and was already thinking about going to see Qian Huan after class. She wanted to ask Qian Huan what she should do now.

    I kind of don¡¯t want to go to school.

    Ami said in the dormitory that she was having her eyes treated and she would be able to see again one day.

    "You'll see it sooner or later anyway, so why do you need to learn something that only blind people can use?"  These were the exact words of Zhang Ya, the arrogant Zhang Ya who knew how to play the piano when she was in school.

    The more Ami thinks about it now, the more it makes sense.

    But she didn¡¯t dare to speak directly to this fierce and cold teacher.  Unless necessary, Teacher Wen rarely talks to Ami in unnecessary words.

    But every time she explained the words, it was easy to understand, so even though Ami was always distracted, she could easily remember the spelling and meaning of the words.

    It seems that I don¡¯t like studying very much.

    Ye Zhiqiu had been standing at the top of the stairs for a while. When Teacher Wen looked towards her, he just nodded lightly without saying a word.

    Ami¡¯s foundation in literacy is completely blank, and she doesn¡¯t even know how to use Braille paper. It is very difficult to master reading and writing in a short period of time.

    Ye Zhiqiu has specifically contacted many tutors with special education experience on this issue. One of the reasons why she chooses to be gentle is because she seems to be a decent person, unsmiling, and has rich teaching experience.

    When signing the contract, Wen Wen formally proposed that she could help Ami master the basics of Braille within one semester and reach the literacy level of ordinary primary school students within one year. The requirement was that Ye Zhiqiu could not interfere with her teaching.

    Ye Zhiqiu kept his promise and stood quietly at the stairs waiting for get out of class to end.

    Standing at the top of the stairs, he could just see Ayomi's side face. Ye Zhiqiu had already noticed that Ayomi's mouth pursed several times, and sometimes tilted it up slightly, as if he was mumbling something.

    If Ami could see it, he would be a naughty child, with a small temper, bad temper, and sometimes he likes to act coquettishly.

    As Ye Zhiqiu thought about it, a smile appeared on his cheeks.

    Before approaching Ami, she only thought that Ami was a little stubborn.go.

    Ami was also attracted: "Zhiqiu, what is that sound?"

    "It's the sound of a motorcycle."

    "But why are motorcycles so noisy?" Ami didn't believe it. There weren't many four-wheeled vehicles in a place like Changshao Street, but tricycles and motorcycles came and went every day, countless of them.

    The street lights on Changshao Street have just turned on, and a black and red two-wheeled sports car is crawling among the crowd like an invisible beast under the night, speeding up secretly.  At the end of the street, there was another low surging sound, and the red and black figure flew onto the busy Xianfeng Road like an arrow from the string.

    With a swish sound, like a gust of wind, it disappeared.

    Fan Xiaozhu was startled when he stepped on the dead fly, and then turned down Xianfeng Road on the car. At the end, he couldn't help but stretched his neck and looked at the ray in the distance with envy: "It's so cool."

    "It's a bigger motorcycle. It looks better and can run faster." Ye Zhiqiu looked at the afterimage that disappeared in the distance, thoughtfully.

    She didn¡¯t tell Ami that the rider was Teacher Wen.

    "Ami doesn't seem to like writing." Ye Zhiqiu quickly came to his senses and helped Ami arrange the utensils on the table.

    When it came to writing, Ami stopped thinking about motorcycles. She twisted her fingers guiltily: "Well, I don't think it's useful to learn these things."

    "How can learning knowledge be useless? Everyone is learning." Ye Zhiqiu was a little disappointed, but he still kept his tone calm and tried not to let Ami notice.

    A Mi pursed her lips, and finally said what Zhang Ya said: "Anyway, I will see in the future that I will no longer need to learn these things."

    What if you can¡¯t see it?

    Ye Zhiqiu frowned. She didn¡¯t want to say such uncomfortable words to Ami. After all, what Ami said was not entirely wrong.

    "Everyone is studying and working. If Ami doesn't study, don't you think it would be a pity that a lot of time is wasted?"

    From Ami¡¯s complaint, Ye Zhiqiu roughly understood that although Ami couldn¡¯t see, she was just like ordinary people, she didn¡¯t like boring study and resented the sudden pressure.

    Ami pursed her lips: "I can write your name and mine."

    What¡¯s the use of just writing names.

    "Ami, I hope your life can be more colorful. Compared with doing nothing every day, although studying will be hard, it will be somewhat rewarding, right?"

    Mi seemed to understand, but her words were still crisp and clean: "I don't want to live a colorful life, I want to be with Zhiqiu every day."

    Before Ye Zhiqiu had time to interrupt Ami's willful words, he heard Ami's continued voice, which was a little quiet and even mixed with a little sadness.

    She said: "I want to spend time with you, if you have nothing else to do."

    Zhiqiu will definitely talk about me again.  Ami quickly smiled and shook Zhiqiu's hand: "I know, Zhiqiu has to go to work hard, go home on time, spend time with his family, and get married in the future, so he won't waste his time."

    Ami will work hard, but Ami has no family and doesn¡¯t want to marry a man. If Zhiqiu won¡¯t accompany Ami, what¡¯s the use of opening a fried chicken restaurant.

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