【Flying Cloud Series】Poverty Music

This small county town in the Xiliang Mountains where Xiliangyu Elementary School is located radiates to the surrounding three Liyao cottages and two villages surnamed Fu. The family of the bicycle parts cannot afford the textbook fees of the public primary schools in the city, so they help their children to study in the hope primary schools in the county.

Xiliangyu Elementary School is one of them, because every school year only needs to pay 50 yuan for textbooks, three meals are subsidized, and there are especially many students. There are about [-] students in the six grades, all counting on the county government The help and teaching of more than [-] teachers.

The principal’s surname is Mei, a female student who took the college entrance examination for the third time after the revolution. She once studied history at Sichuan University and taught at Southwest University of Science and Technology on her resume, but she couldn’t ask why she moved to Xiliang to run a primary school. Yes, I only heard that her daughter was beaten to death by her son-in-law.

The old lady is not kind at all, bossing around the teachers in the school, sneering at the parents of the students, she can even yell at the man on the donkey cart who wants to drag the child back to plow the field with a cane, it seems that all the tenderness and patience have been left behind. past.

Oh, it's worth mentioning that the old man's arrogance is especially aimed at the Xiliang Mountain grass, that is, Mr. Luo Yunxiluo, the physical education and art teacher of the sixth grade of Xiliangyu Primary School.

No, lo and behold:

"Mr. Luo, go and bring over the steamed bun tray."

"Mr. Luo, Mr. Jin is about to give birth. You should be more alert when you are on duty in the next few days."

"Ms. Luo, the water was cut off again yesterday. When the people from the TV station come to have tea, you and the people from the county government will carry a few buckets of mineral water back."

"Xiao Luo, finish this steamed stuffed bun! Picky eaters!"

Luo Yunxi put a big bun in his mouth and put down a small face, "This time is too much. (I can't eat any more.)"

Teacher Mei yelled at him, "I'm as thin as a stick, I can't even give you an introduction."

It is expected that Mr. Mei’s thirteen inquiries about going home for the Chinese New Year will start soon, Luo Yunxi stood up “teng” and said, “I’m going to carry water.”

"Sprinkle the buns after eating!——"

"Know it."

Luo Yunxi wrapped the saliva bag around the eight or nine-year-old children all the way before walking out of the classroom, stretching his waist and striding towards the county government next door.

He wrote the music too late last night, and he got up before dawn to pick up the children and went down the mountain. His slender body looked like a wilted bamboo leaf in the bamboo forest, which would fall if the east wind blows.

Bamboo leaves live on bamboo poles, and if a strong wind blows, they will still stand alone.Of course, Luo Yunxi only seemed to be about to fall. The people in the county government deeply realized the inhuman core strength of the physical education teacher after Luo Yunxi easily picked up two barrels of mineral water.

While chewing the buns, Luo Yunxi complained about the heavy rainfall last night with the security guard, and took advantage of the opportunity to conduct friendly consultations on the situation in the Strait of Hormuz, and reached a major consensus on the issue of Biden being a pug. The friendship between the two parties was reflected in this bilateral meeting A good breakthrough has been made, and the strategic partnership has been further deepened.

Ruhua jumped to make a nest on top of Luo Yunxi's head. The first month just passed, and you can't shave your head during the year. Luo Yunxi's lush hair is soft and fluffy as a cushion for Ruhua. It licks its claws, basks in the sun, and smells the faint vegetation on Luo Yunxi's body Xiang, she is comfortable everywhere except being a heavyweight single cat.

Luo Yunxi stuffed the steamed stuffed bun in the paper bag to Ruhua, and nuzzled, "Mi woo me woo".

Ruhua, you go to play elsewhere, Xixi is working.

The flowery amber eyes stared at his hair, and accurately projected four big characters——Ruhua don't understand.

The security guard was very enthusiastic and helped Luo Yunxi to hold Ruhua down, "I will help the school to watch it for a few days, and take it back after the film crew leaves, so as not to be scared by strangers."

"Old Tie, it's up to you."

With a cigarette in his right ear, Luo Yunxi rushed back with a bucket in both hands.

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It was past eight o'clock, and the sound of Lang Lang's book plucked the barren ancient trees in the Xiliang Region.Luo Yunxi put down the bucket at the door of the teaching staff office, asked the social class teacher Jin who was resting in the office to prepare it, took the toolbox and went to the science classroom to repair the multimedia first.

When it comes to repairing electrical appliances, Luo Yunxi is an old expert.Blame it on the fact that he had demolished all the large and small electrical appliances in the house. In order to avoid the "feather duster + kitchen knife" mixed doubles, Luo Yunxi's ability to repair electrical appliances is proficient. In his words: I am more prosperous as a plumber in Shanghai than I am now.

But that was all when talking with friends. Luo Yunxi twisted the copper wire with a vise, and smiled at the light spot of the re-running projector.

Fame and fortune are important.

But for Luo Yunxi, the most fulfilling career is that students can sit in a classroom where there is no leak or wind and watch PPT in class.

Luo Yunxi put the cigarettes in the cigarette case and stepped on a chair to repair the chandelier.

He used to smoke in college, but he quit since he became a teacher, so as not to let the students learn bad behavior by smelling second-hand smoke.But when socializing, he puts a cigarette to his ear to pretend to be very handy. Apart from not smoking and drinking, and being a bachelor, he is on the same level as the local men in their thirties.

After a short half of his life, he tapped his toes lightly, vaguely showing the demeanor of a swan prince in the dust.

"Mr. Luo, did the light bulb break again?"

"Yes, Teacher Mei." Luo Yunxi knew who it was when he heard the voice, without turning his head, "Mr. He will bring the fifth and sixth grades here in the next class. When he just finished moving the water, he told me that the light bulb was broken again. I It looks like the tungsten wire is blown, I went to buy an energy-saving light bulb after work at night, and now I can only open the curtains to let the sun shine.”

"Hello," a clear and steady female voice suddenly came from behind, as if doing an interview, "Do the lamps in the school often go out?"

Luo Yunxi paused when he was waving the vise. Looking back, he saw a group of staff members in red jackets surrounded by the bamboo curtain of the science classroom. Already set up, just waiting to record science class.

He calmly turned around and continued to twist the wiring, "It's okay, but it's been raining for the past few days, the pressure distribution box has been flooded with water, and the voltage is unstable, so the filament is more likely to burn out."

No matter how the county government hinted, don't be embarrassing and shake it on the TV station. For Luo Yunxi, he can say whatever he wants, without exaggerating or selling misery.

Director Xi asked for details, "Where is the rain leaking?"

Luo Yunxi blinked, feeling that the big girl from this city is really cute and silly, "The pressure distribution box got water, so naturally it came from the corridor."

Director Xi breathed out, "Well, that's because there is a lot of rain in the south."

"It's just the beginning of spring, and it's a good thing that there's a lot of rain." Luo Yunxi gently relieved Chunyu of the "unnecessary" accusation, and tightened the nut, "Let's go have tea first, the teacher in the activity room should have prepared it."

Teacher Mei's legs were cold and she couldn't stand on her feet. She sat on a row of long wooden benches while leaning on a cane.

"No trouble, no trouble, we just came here to find a shooting angle, so as not to affect the children's class as much as possible later." After Director Xi explained, Mu Ye, the assistant director next to him, started chatting with Luo Yunxi, "Look at what Teacher Luo said. Talking, could it be a math teacher?"

Teacher Mei tapped the leg of the stool that Luo Yunxi was resting on with her cane, "He? He is the only one in our school. It would be a pity to teach mathematics."

Luo Yunxi straightened her waist and crossed her legs, skillfully maintained her body balance, and explained: "I disappoint you. I can call students anything but 'wisdom' in morality, intelligence, physical education, and beauty."

"Mr. Luo is being modest, it seems that he is a physical education teacher?" Mu Ye apologized gracefully, and confirmed with a smile.

Luo Yunxi squeezed the vise, turned around again, Mu Ye was covered by a shadow, Luo Yunxi couldn't see his face clearly, but he could vaguely see that he was a mature man similar to his age, with thin arms and legs, gentle and fragile.

Xixi's violent temper suddenly came up.

Look at Lao Tzu's eight-pack abs, his biceps are so developed that he can knock down a cow in minutes, and his legs are as fit and powerful as Michelangelo's "David". He's not like a physical education teacher!

Teacher Mei said softly, "Squint your eyes and look at Mo? You're not very old, but you act like a little old man."

"You're too old." Luo Yunxi's hair, which was blown away by the static electricity of the lamp tube, slowly softened, and then he stretched out his barely clean left hand to Mu Ye on the stool leg, wiped it with the seam of his trousers first, and stretched it out. □□Ja Hupu, "Hello, my name is Luo Yunxi, and I am in charge of teaching physical education for six years."

Mu Ye couldn't see at all that the tall and thin peers in front of her had just had their hair blown. Although she hesitated facing Luo Yunxi's palm covered with dust and spider silk, she still held Luo Yunxi's hand because of the professionalism of CCTV staff. Left hand, sincerely praised: "You are really amazing."

"That's it!" Xixi is the most powerful mountain grass in Xiliang Mountain!

Luo Yunxi's affection for Mu Ye soared in an instant, and Mingrui's longan was so full of energy that he almost floated into the sky and turned into a fluttering cloud.

The moment Teacher Mei coughed and Mu Ye let go of his hand, Luo Yunxi suddenly realized that this compliment was a polite remark, and his eyelids drooped a little bit to smooth things over for himself, "Don't be polite, just ask me if you have anything in the future, the angle Once you're done, let's have some tea."

After Luo Yunxi finished speaking, he turned around and continued to turn the screw, calmly.

As long as Xixi is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, it's been a long time since I drank water from the Jinsha River."

"Sure, that's all for this classroom. I'll go take pictures of the fifth-grade Chinese class first."

"Mr. Chen, it's okay, you can just walk around here to relax."

"Teacher Mei, please take me shopping."

"The cafeteria has also set up shelves. Move the number three camera to shoot at ten o'clock."

After a few promises behind her, she was chatting about work, the footsteps gradually went away, and the classroom became quiet.

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Luo Yunxi then scratched her hair, guessing that Teacher Yimei hadn't left the classroom yet, and stopped her, "Mr. Mei, when I was chatting with Teacher Jin just now, I saw something'misoqian on her desk. Alcohol tablets', I don’t understand medicine, but I always think that pregnant women should pay more attention to taking medicine.” Luo Yunxi said while bending down to look for a Phillips screwdriver in the toolbox, “You can ask her when you have time. It's not convenient for the old men to ask... Where is the screwdriver?"

"Give."

The bony hand held the red handle of the screwdriver and handed it to Luo Yunxi.

"Hey, here it is, thank you." Luo Yunxi held the iron rod, and looked up at the front, and the person in front of him was the stupid Chen Feiyu, "Hey, why don't you go have tea with them?"

"This child is helping me." Teacher Mei smiled gently at Chen Feiyu standing by the door, and looked at Luo Yunxi noncommittally, "Guawazi, don't you listen to us arguing behind?"

Luo Yunxi treated the distinguished foreign guests with a tenth-level Sichuan-Chongqing diplomatic etiquette, and said dignifiedly: "Listen, I'm sorry, little brother, uncle still hasn't remembered your voice."

Chen Feiyu let go of his hand, glanced at the cigarette rolling papers in the toolbox, "Uncle?"

Luo Yunxi was taken aback, could it be, could it be that Xixi has gone through so many vicissitudes that he has to be Chen Feiyu's grandfather?Xixi is still an unmarried boy [crying violently].

"You should be called Uncle. Don't look at Xiao Luo's handsome face, he's already 36." Teacher Mei also thought they were embarrassed by the address, and took the initiative to say Luo Yunxi's false age, "Young man, you should be much younger than him."

Chen Feiyu said his true age, "It's younger, I'm 21 years old."

When Luo Yunxi heard that this child was 15 years younger than himself, even if Chen Feiyu was tall and burly, in his heart, he was only at the level of a brat, "That's nothing wrong with being called uncle. Go with Teacher Mei , It's cold in the classroom."

"Being respectful is worse than obeying, Uncle Luo." Chen Feiyu stood up, and happened to be at the same level as Luo Yunxi who was on the stool. Luo Yunxi stepped aside, but Chen Feiyu got a little bit closer, his tone was low, and he did not hide his embarrassment. Contempt and ridicule, "The cigarette paper is good, Mr. Luo, you are really good."

"Appearance?" Luo Yunxi couldn't read Chen Feiyu's contempt at all, and was a little excited again, because he had learned the lesson of chatting with Mu Ye, and humbly waved his dirty claws: "Mr. Chen, thank you, thank you."

Ah——Xixi's appearance was recognized by Chen Hong's youngest son, and even Xixi was recognized by Chen Hong's teacher... Ah, it feels so good to daydream~

Chen Feiyu lowered his eyes indifferently, pulled the distance between him and Luo Yunxi far away in disgust, and returned to Teacher Mei to support her steadily, "Mr. Mei, it's one thing to hold you by the arm, I would like to trouble you to take the junior for a stroll This school is also real."

"Okay~" Teacher Mei smiled, "It's okay, I've been walking by myself for so many years."

She turned her head and looked at Luo Yunxi who was continuing to repair the lamp, "Xiao Luo, did the steamed stuffed buns in the morning be stuffed?"

Luo Yunxi was sweating coldly, and said calmly: "... stuffed water shield and oyster mushroom."

"The ones left for you are beef buns with vermicelli. I'm feeding the cat again, right?" Teacher Mei exposed Luo Yunxi, the excrement shoveler, and led Chen Feiyu out helplessly, "Looking for someone to take care of."

Chen Feiyu walked past the window with Mr. Mei, who was walking in small steps, without looking at him, humming, "The sun is shining in the sky~ The flowers are smiling at me~ The little bird said: Early morning, why are you carrying an explosive bag~I'm going to blow up the school~Teacher no I know~ as soon as I pull the string, I will run away~the school is gone with a bang~" Luo Yunxi, who was happy.

Xiliang Mountain Mountain Grass doesn’t know at the moment, but his image in the eyes of the young goddess has become a person who “speaks Shanghai dialect and pretends to be high-class, but is a people’s teacher but smokes in the classroom, and throws the food that others cherish into the trash can.” Yes, nearer age with at least one daughter—hypocritical widower”.

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"I heard Teacher Luo introduce me, saying that your name is Chen Feiyu, right?"

Chen Feiyu followed Teacher Mei's footsteps, and replied gently: "Yes, Teacher Mei."

"Then I will call you Teacher Chen just like Teacher Luo. You don't have to worry about your experience. Anyone who teaches children is called a teacher in school." Teacher Mei doesn't know how many people have honored Chen Feiyu as the film king. "Teacher", I'm afraid this young man feels uncomfortable, "It's deserted in the mountains, I hope you don't feel lonely."

Chen Feiyu asked warmly, "Before I came, the director told me that you have been running this school for 15 years. Have you ever felt lonely?"

"Me?" Teacher Mei stopped the crutch at the corner.

In the first and second grade classrooms, the whole class read "Unforgettable Water-Splashing Festival" aloud in a childlike voice, "clear water, splash it, sprinkle it! Premier Zhou and the Dai people laughed, danced, so happy!"

The teachers of the entire Xiliangyu Elementary School, who is not an unlucky person, but a mere scholar, declared in their own way:

"The vowel is the initial consonant to hold hands."

"□□72, Nine Nine 81."

"Good morning~"

"Up and up, up and down, down and down, east and west."

"Every one of us sitting here is a glorious young pioneer!"

"Warm up exercise, one two three four ~ two two three four ~"

……

They promised together with never-fading enthusiasm - "We must send children to see the new world!"

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Teacher Mei's answer to Chen Feiyu was: "I have never been lonely."

A three-foot podium, a piece of chalk, and a body eroded by cancer, she is aging, but still calm and firm, using her body wrapped in a navy blue floral cloth to carry all the tenderness and patience for these five hundred children, Bitter and fragrant.

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small theater:

Look at Lao Tzu's eight-pack abs, his biceps are so developed that he can knock down a cow in minutes, and his legs are as fit and powerful as Michelangelo's "David". He's not like a physical education teacher! ——Teacher Yunyun's three major illusions in life.

Let's save face, understand?