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evil. "Wu Sansheng already showed a smile, "I have already promised him to come for an interview tomorrow. "

"Ah."

Wu Xie.

Is it that person?

Zhang Qiling evoked a smile hidden in his eyes.

04

At 45:[-] a.m. the next day, Wu Xie met Xie Ziyang, who was clearly prepared, at the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

"Not bad! When did you get dressed like this?" Wu Xie looked at Xie Ziyang from top to bottom, and said mysteriously, "You can ask for blessings, my third uncle really can't handle his surname Zhang. Vice-principal, I was desperately seeking an interview opportunity."

"I didn't count on you either." Xie Ziyang glanced at Wu Xie, "It's you, obediently be the grandson of the Xie family."

"Fuck you!" Wu Xie put one arm around Xie Ziyang's neck, lowered it down forcefully, and gestured for Xie Ziyang's stomach with the other hand.

Xie Ziyang was originally a little shorter than Wu Xie. He put his arms around Wu Xie's waist half-seriously and half playfully, avoiding Wu Xie's fist, "Don't make trouble, my shirt... torn..."

Seeing that they couldn't hit the stomach, they turned to hit the waist again, and the two of them almost twisted together. Wu Xie laughed and scolded while beating: "Let me take your surname, wait..."

At this moment, a few horns interrupted the fight between the two, and Wu Xie still kept his arms around Xie Ziyang's neck and looked back - a golden LaCrosse stopped in front of the school gate and waited for the retractable door to move aside.

The guard brother came out of the guard room and greeted the car, "Hello, Principal Zhang."

Hearing the title "Principal Zhang", Wu Xie subconsciously bent over and glanced into the car, but by coincidence, the people in the car also turned their heads in Wu Xie's direction.

The moment the four eyes met, Wu Xie cursed in his heart: Fuck!

Isn't this that person?

How can there be such a coincidence in this world?

For a moment, Wu Xie's head was in a mess, and he really couldn't figure out whether the once-on-one relationship was a good thing, a good thing, a good thing, or... a bad thing?

When the car started slowly and drove into the campus from the two of them and headed straight to the parking lot, Wu Xie's arm was still around Xie Ziyang's neck.

"Hey! What's the matter?" Xie Ziyang tore off Wu Xie's arm, "Isn't that Principal Zhang?"

"you recognize?"

"Did you see me at the job fair that day?"

Wu Xie's eyes were still following the car, and her face turned bitter little by little: "Itches, why do I feel that, I really want to take your surname..."

When they arrived at No. [-] Middle School, Wu Xie and Xie Zi showed off their power, with an attitude of "my territory, I call the shots", and they were quite enthusiastic to guide several college students who couldn't find their way when they entered the school.

If measured by the standard of a middle school, Ninth Middle School is really too big.The administrative building, teaching building, laboratory building, and graphic information building are not counted. There is also a basketball hall and an indoor swimming pool with standard swimming lanes.

Since No. [-] Middle School recruits students from the whole city, and more and more outstanding students from other cities have been recruited in recent years, the dormitory area has been expanded to the north by a large area, and three new student canteens have been built.

It is really easy for people who come to No. [-] Middle School for the first time to find out where is where.

Walking on the familiar campus, Wu Xie felt a sense of pride, and suddenly remembered that very vulgar sentence: Yesterday I was proud of No. [-] High School, and today No. [-] High School is proud of me.

Xie Ziyang saw Wu Xie's expression on his face, and wanted to hit him: "Come on! You should be proud of Ninth High School today, okay?"

"Then tomorrow, tomorrow Ninth High School will honor me."

"That's enough."

Walking all the way, feeling emotional all the way, pretending to be literary and artistic all the way, if it weren't for the two science students who were so illiterate, they would have almost composed a poem "Recalling the Years".

Wandering to the first floor of the administrative building, I met an acquaintance just as I arrived at the entrance of the small lecture hall.

"Sister Wen Jin!" Wu Xie rushed towards the beautiful woman standing at the door: "Sister Wen Jin, long time no see."

"It's Xiao Xie," the beauty looked Wu Xie up and down, "Has he grown taller again?" Chen Wenjin was obviously very happy when he saw Wu Xie and the others, and then turned to Xie Ziyang and said, "Xie Ziyang can change. There are too many... just one handsome guy!"

Xie Ziyang smiled sheepishly, "Hello, Director Chen, hehe... Where... Isn't this a long bloom?"

"That's great, are you all here for the interview?"

"Yes." Xie Ziyang nodded.

"Where's Director Li?" Wu Xie poked his head into the small lecture hall.

"I'm introducing the situation to the newcomers inside." Chen Wenjin turned around and looked into the lecture hall.

When Wu Xie and Xie Ziyang were in high school, Chen Wenjin was their math teacher, and also the director of the Teaching Office of Ninth Middle School, in charge of major science subjects.

But people seem to be very keen on her unexplainable relationship with Wu Sansheng, while ignoring the extraordinary work ability of this strong woman.

In fact, with her in charge of the Academic Affairs Office of the Ninth Middle School, Wu Sansheng came to the bureau to ask for funds, school quotas and quotas, which is full of confidence.Not to mention the nine schools of education, even in the province, Chen Wenjin's reputation is still well-known, and I don't know how many provincial-level and national-level open classes are taught every year.

The "Director Li" that Wu Xie asked just now is called Li Sidi, who is the deputy director of the teaching department, in charge of liberal arts and English.If it's a fake old antique, it doesn't matter if you have a business in your hand, it's just that the person is too rigid, there is no romanticism of a talented scholar at all, only the rigidity of a literati.However, this personality is also very suitable for a deputy director.

Wu Xie still wanted to have a few words with Chen Wenjin, but before he could speak, he was dragged by Wu Sansheng who hurried over and walked for a while into the corridor.

"What about your resume?" Wu Sanxing asked.

"What resume?"

"Hey... You kid, you are not allowed to bring a resume when you come to the interview? I know you, who does School Zhang know about you? want you?"

"Ah!" Wu Xie was dumbfounded when he heard that, "Third Uncle, I didn't prepare a few resumes in total, and the last one is... After I came back, I didn't even think about using my resume!"

"Then what did you do last night? Why didn't you prepare a copy?" Wu Sansheng was so angry that he didn't know what to say, he could really suppress his anger and said, "Originally, Principal Zhang was picky...or else, don't bother , I will contact you with other jobs."

"Last night? I stayed up almost all night last night, and re-read high school mathematics, physics and chemistry. I was afraid that I would fail the written test today. Who knew that I would have to use my resume? Don't you know everything about me? Tell me again explain?"

"I know if you were fooling around in college, did you fail a course?" Wu Sansheng glanced at his watch, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Qiling coming from the other end of the corridor, gritted his teeth and said to Wu Xie in a low voice, "I will help you too." It’s not for you, it’s up to you in a while.”

Just after finishing speaking, Zhang Qiling had already walked up to them, and nodded politely to Wu Sansheng and Chen Wenjin.

Wu Sansheng introduced Wu Xie to Zhang Qiling: "Master Zhang, this is the Wu Xie I told you about yesterday. I came here in a hurry today, and I forgot to bring my resume. Look..."

Zhang Qiling said to Chen Wenjin: "Director Chen, I would like to trouble you and Director Li to interview the one who studied at the academic affairs meeting yesterday, and I will come in a while." Then, he turned his head to look at Wu Xie who was standing aside, and said, "Come with me." .” After finishing speaking, he walked to the lounge next to the small lecture hall.

Wu Xie shrank his neck from Zhang Qiling's cold body, looked at Wu Sansheng and Chen Wenjin who were obviously used to it, and made a gesture to follow.

Chen Wenjin stopped him in a low voice, and said: "School Zhang doesn't like people who talk too much."

After entering the lounge, Zhang Qiling sat down at the table and motioned for Wu Xie to move a chair across from her.Then he opened the briefcase and took out a registration form from it, and took a gel pen from the strap of the badge, without raising his head, so flat that there was no ups and downs——

"Name."

"Wu Xie."

"age."

"23."

"Education."

"Undergraduate."

"graduated school."

"Z is big."

"specialized."

"Construction work."

……

Damn it!Is this an interrogation of prisoners or what?Wu Xie complained in her heart, why didn't you ask me my gender?

After all the basic information was asked, Zhang Qiling raised his head and stared at Wu Xie, and his voice was so flat that there were no ups and downs——

"Can you sing?"

"Huh?" How do you answer this question?Wu Xie thinks her singing is not bad, but she is still an amateur.I heard what Uncle San said yesterday, maybe he asked a professional?

"Won't……"

"Other specialties."

specialty?The queen mother forced me to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child, but they are all at a half-bottle level. This is such a serious question...

Wu Xie bit the bullet and replied: "No..."

"Sports I'm good at."

sports?Does Warcraft count?

Wu Xie's face was covered with black lines, and his teeth were itching with hatred.

The specialty column on the resume is full, but they are being interrogated like a prisoner, and they are facing such a black-faced god, damn...

Wu Xie is very irritable...the consequences...are serious!

"No……"

"sense of humor."

"No……"

What the hell?

After blurting out the word "no", he realized what Zhang Qiling was asking. Facing the expressionless face, Wu Xie didn't realize what the three words "sense of humor" meant for a while.

"Oh, no..." Wu Xie didn't know how to answer, and looked straight at Zhang Qiling.

"This can be."

"what……"

Nima, you are just teasing me!

"This must be there."

Wu Xie was completely angry. If the third uncle was still outside, he would have wished to punch the paralyzed face opposite him.

"A good teacher that students love must have a sense of humor."

must have?You have?Is this "Zhang style humor"?It's too cold, okay?

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling in astonishment—still with a cold face, saying something that had nothing to do with it.

If it's not a secret agent, damn it's a mental illness!

Zhang Qiling ignored the surging expression on Wu Xie's face, lowered his head and didn't know what was written on the paper, and after finishing writing, he continued to ask:

"College Entrance Examination Mathematics Score."

"144th

"physics."

"140"

"Chemical."

"142."

"English."

"132."

Zhang Qiling looked at the numbers in his pen, frowned, and looked up at Wu Xie:

"Language."

"Uh……"

This is Wu Xie's weakness!

"88."

Although Zhang Qiling still didn't show any expression, Wu Xie knew that he was out of luck, so he simply broke the jar and said, "I don't want to be a Chinese teacher." Seeing that Zhang Qiling raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth, with an expression of giving up , "Yesterday I heard Uncle San talk about your criteria for selecting teachers and your educational philosophy. I am not a teacher, so I don't understand these things, but what Uncle San said makes sense to me, and I accept it. He also said that you look at people as poisonous." , you can tell at a glance whether a person can become a good teacher. I don’t believe this, why do you judge that those who are not selected by you must not be a good teacher? Is it just based on one meeting and the parameters written on paper? ? People, not products, cannot be clearly written in a product manual.”

Zhang Qiling paused when he didn't know what to write, raised his eyes to stare at Wu Xie, stared at Wu Xie for a while, and asked, "Why did you come to the Ninth Middle School to be a teacher?"

Wu Xie also looked directly at Zhang Qiling, his eyes were still so deep that there was no wave, but they firmly attracted Wu Xie's entire mind like magic, making him unable to look away.

The answer to this question -

When Xie Ziyang encouraged him to go to No. [-] Middle School, his mind became hot because he was curious.When the third uncle persuaded him to give up the idea of ​​going to the Ninth Middle School, he insisted on coming because he was eager to win.At this moment, when he returned to No. [-] Middle School and sat in front of this person, he suddenly didn't know why he came to No. [-] Middle School to be a teacher, and he couldn't think of a reason that he could tell the person in front of him.

This is like "who are you", "where are you from and where are you going?" It can be very profound or very crowning, but Wu Xie doesn't want to say either.

He shook his head slowly, and said with some frustration: "I don't know why I came to be a teacher. In fact, I am not ready myself." After saying this, Wu Xie let out a sigh of relief, and laughed at himself He smiled gently, "Principal Zhang, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity."

Zhang Qiling still looked at Wu Xie calmly, didn't get up to leave and didn't say anything. After a while, he tore a piece of paper from his notebook and pushed it in front of Wu Xie together with a pen: "What do you think a good teacher should have? Yes, in a word."

Wu Xie originally thought that Zhang Qiling would let him leave, but he never expected to say such a sentence again.He looked at Zhang Qiling, took the pen, thought about what the third uncle said to him yesterday, and only one sentence came to his mind - the heart of a teacher and a parent.

After writing, he pressed the pen on the paper and returned it to Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling picked up the paper and saw the words on it, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Have you ever studied calligraphy?"

"I only practiced this type of font."

"Can the brush write?"

"can."

Zhang Qiling put down the paper, hung the pen back on the badge, put the paper that he didn't know what to write on just now back into the briefcase, and said to Wu Xie: "Go to the written test in a while, if you can get full marks in the math, physics and chemistry test, you will be admitted." you."

05

Two weeks later, I stood at the gate of No. [-] High School again.

Wu Xie has a kind of "heroic" that "I, Hu Hanshan, is back again".

Thinking about the rather unpleasant interview experience and the abnormal written test questions, Wu Xie yelled at the shrinking door at the school gate, "Take mine and bring it back to me, eat mine and spit it out for me, Shining!" The dialogue in Red Star... oh yeah eh eh..."

The tail sound is still too long!

Nima!Who said I can't sing!

Nine middle schools open!

Five years ago, when you walked out of here, you voted for me;

Five years later, when I come back here again, I will repay you as Qiong Yao.

I was in such a good mood that I wandered into the small lecture hall. As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a loud "Wu Xie" coming from inside.

Nima!You mean it you!

Sure enough, the twenty or so people in the room looked towards the door in unison.

Usually, the name "Wu Xie" has a high rate of turning heads no matter in the streets or alleys or in public places.Wu Xie sometimes suspects that his antique-like old man deliberately chose such a name because he was afraid that his son would be so mediocre that he would not be able to find him in the crowd.That's good. From kindergarten to now, the first student remembered by the teacher must be me. For this reason, I don't know how much work I have done to sweep the floor, send homework books, take teaching aids, run errands and hand out papers.

But at this time, Wu Xie obviously underestimated the innate gossip spirit of both men and women. This kind of "smooth" effect, in addition to this horrifying name, also has——

This is the nephew of the principal.

This one was the only candidate who got full marks in mathematics, physics and chemistry in the written test.

These two gossip points are actually very psychologically distorting.

Or, you actually came in by the back door,

Or, you really came in by strength.

How did you get in all of a sudden!You make us envious, jealous, or hate!

Although the written test questions can't prove the strength, but getting full marks can still impress all the candidates who have done that test paper.

Ordinarily, those who can reach the level of the written test are all carefully selected outstanding ones, but the test paper is still really difficult for everyone.No matter how much knowledge you have learned in college, the state of solving problems can never be compared with the intensive training in the third year of high school.

Wu Xie's advantage is that in the third year of high school, the Chinese teacher gave up on Wu Xie and told him directly: You don't need to review Chinese anymore. If you don't review Chinese, your score will not improve by 5 points. It is better to spend time on other subjects.

Then, Wu Xie completely gave up on Chinese, and used all his limited experience on reviewing mathematics, physics and chemistry. After passing the three-mode exam in the second semester of the third year of senior high school, he can basically achieve full marks in the three subjects. He was depressed when he didn't get full marks in the college entrance examination. for a long time.He was already quite smart, and coupled with the fact that he really worked hard in his senior year of high school, apart from other factors, Wu Xie can be said to have reached a very awesome level in terms of problem-solving ability-to figure out the psychology of the person who made the question .For almost every question, Wu Xie could tell which knowledge points the question maker wanted to investigate, and which difficulty test questions he wanted to make.

When doing that set of written test papers, Wu Xie scolded Zhang Qiling's [-]th generation of ancestors in his heart-is there such a question?It's like twisting and straightening one's nerves eight hundred times to get the answer.Relying on the ability honed in the third year of high school and the all-night slamming the night before, coupled with the evil fire of the dead face paralyzed in his heart, Wu Xie still successfully won all the math, physics and chemistry test questions.Fortunately, the abnormality is abnormal, the basic formulas and theorems are all printed on a piece of paper and handed out with the test paper, and the problem solving will not be affected by the inability to remember the formula.

Mathematics, physics and chemistry in science, and language, politics and history in liberal arts are the last words.

Wu Xie became the focus of such expected and unexpected things, which made him a little confused.

Being watched by so many people, Wu Xie grinned in embarrassment, opened his long legs for three steps and two steps and rushed towards the back row where no one was sitting.

Xie Ziyang looked back at Wu Xie with a smirk on his face, and was cast a big blank stare——

Xie Ziyang, I don't know you!

As soon as he sat down, Wu Xie was pulling his backpack strap from his shoulder with his head tilted. The three little girls in the front row suddenly turned their heads together as if they had made an agreement, and there were three big smiling faces facing him.

Wu Xie's movements froze at that moment.

Is this the god horse situation?

"Brother Wu Xie, this is the first introduction. My name is Huo Xiuxiu. It's been a long time. You're still staying." The girl in the middle laughed.

"Have you seen me?" Wu Xie asked in surprise.

"Of course... Oh, don't you remember who I am?"

Wu Xie looked at this little girl named Huo Xiuxiu again, but she didn't have any memory in her mind. She expanded and expanded the circle she came into contact with. After thinking about it, she didn't have any impression, so she could only shake her head honestly.

A little girl next to her joked with a smile: "Xiuxiu, who just said one by one to brother Wu Xie? It seems that your bamboo horse doesn't know you at all."

"Oh, forget it." Huo Xiuxiu pursed her lips, and suddenly stopped talking, "It's really sad."

"Okay, Yuncai, don't tease Xiuxiu any more. Is there anything worse than 'I treat a bamboo horse like first love, and a bamboo horse treats me like a passerby'?" The girl on the left turned her head and said to Wu Xie, "You Look, Xiuxiu is almost crying."

Wu Xie finally pulled the backpack strap over her head and threw it on the chair next to her, flustered for a while: "Huo Xiuxiu, no, please explain more clearly, when did we meet? I can't remember at all."

Huo Xiuxiu ignored Wu Xie, and said to the girl next to her, "Qin Haiting, don't rely on your language proficiency to throw broken words everywhere, what kind of bamboo horse? Is there such a tall bamboo horse?" Huo Xiuxiu really shrugged, exaggerating Make a pair of pear blossoms with rain.

The girl named Qin Haiting was amused when she heard Huo Xiuxiu use the word "bamboo horse" indiscriminately: "It's obviously the bamboo horse that Yun Cai said, why blame me?"

Yun Cai answered over there: "It doesn't matter if you are a childhood sweetheart or a bamboo horse, anyway, people don't know you!"

"Clouds!!"

Wu Xie's head is about to explode, who will tell him how many ducks are equal to three women?

Although Wu Xie is good at Chinese, it's all about where and where!

Qin Haiting turned around again, barely facing Wu Xie: "Wu Xie, hello, my name is Qin Haiting. I heard that you got full marks in mathematics, physics and chemistry in the written test, which is really amazing. It is said that the question is very difficult. If I do it, It is estimated that fifty points will not be obtained."

"Oh, hehe, that's nothing. It's not that our army is too incompetent, it's that the Communist army is too cunning." Wu Xie thought about it, and felt that it was not right to say that, and said, "That question is not difficult, but it is very abnormal." It didn't seem right to say that, so I had to laugh a few times, "...you don't major in science?"

Qin Haiting smiled: "You are really interesting... well, I am not, I am from the Chinese Department of Division H."

"I have a five-year undergraduate degree in the Department of Architecture of Z University." Wu Xie remembered what his third uncle said, and asked again, "Are you a graduate student?"

"No, I'm also an undergraduate."

Wu Xie couldn't help but take another look at this little girl named Qin Haiting, she wasn't an undergraduate...

"Aren't you from Nine Gates?" Wu Xie asked.

"Well, no, my family is from Shandong."

"Brother Wu Xie, if you want to say that you are the number one scholar in science, our Great Immortal Qin is the number one student in liberal arts." After Huo Xiuxiu finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the door, then turned around and continued, "You know who wrote the papers for liberal arts, right? That old pedant from the four places is no better than that perverted Zhang Youling, only more perverted, but do you know how much Qin Daxian got in the exam?"

Zhang Ghost! !puff!Damn it... Appropriate... That person obviously doesn't have any vital signs, okay!

Wu Xie's focus was shamefully off track again!

"How many?"

"Xiuxiu, it's nothing." Qin Haiting tugged on Huo Xiuxiu, "Oh, by the way, Wu Xie, I heard from Xiuxiu that No. [-] High School is your alma mater. Please tell us about No. [-] High School."

"You know all this?!" Wu Xie looked at Huo Xiuxiu with wide eyes.

"Brother Wu Xie, looking at me like this is really chilling. It's a shame that I wanted to marry you when I was a child." Huo Xiuxiu laughed bitterly.

After Wu Xie heard this, her head grew big immediately, she pointed at Huo Xiuxiu and opened her mouth wide, "You, you, you..." After a long while, she said, "You are Huo..."

"Brother Wu Xie, I didn't even suspect that you got into the Ninth Middle School by relying on your third uncle, but you doubt me... ah!"

"Oh... no no no... I didn't mean that at all! I said Xiuxiu, when did you come back?" Wu Xie immediately understood that Huo Xiuxiu didn't want others to know her family background, so she quickly changed the subject and asked again. Sentence, "Graduated?"

"Yo! After a while, Zhuma changed his mind? This 'Xiuxiu' is really affectionate." Yun Cai said with a smile.

"That's right! Let me tell you, brother Wu Xie and I have known each other since childhood, you still don't believe me."

"Xiuxiu, I remember you went abroad when you were in elementary school, why did you come back?" Wu Xie asked.

"Stayed for a long time, it's boring and lonely, it's so interesting to come back."

"That's right...it's great to be back. Brother Wu Xie treats you to dinner at noon." Wu Xie pointed to Xie Ziyang in front of him again, "Your brother Xie pays the bill, and you can play with your life."

Xie Ziyang's ears were pricked up like a fox, and he quickly turned around and shouted: "Wu Xie, you value sex and despise friends..."

Wu Xie didn't refute, she put her chin on the table with a smile, aimed at the door, winked and said with exaggerated expression to Xie Ziyang, "Director Chen is here!"

Xie Ziyang didn't pay attention to it at all, and still said loudly: "You have cheated me for three years, you don't get tired of me..." Halfway through the sentence, Huo Xiuxiu covered her mouth and smiled. ——Chen Wenjin stood at the school gate with a stack of papers in his hand, smiling and looking in their direction.

The boys and girls who just walked out of the school gate were sunny like a July day in the south.

Xie Ziyang, Huo Xiuxiu, and Wu Xie took turns fulfilling the friendship of landlords.

There was limited time at noon that day, so the five of them had a meal at a decent-looking local restaurant opposite the No. [-] Middle School, and they probably had a drink the next night because of Huo Xiuxiu's dragging and pulling.

The fate was right, the temper was right, and the one-week comprehensive training in the hip-hop room passed quickly.

On the weekend, several people booed and asked Wu Xie to treat him to the Tropical Storm Water Park for a day.

As a result, the five people sat side by side on Monday and looked at each other, laughing uncontrollably.

"What's wrong? Did someone cook it?" Xie Ziyang was the last one to come in, sitting outside and watching the four people who were glowing red spoke a nondescript Northeast dialect.

Huo Xiuxiu pointed to Qin Haiting next to her: "That's right, she's the one who cooks the most, and she's cooked through."

A few people looked at Qin Haiting—isn't it true that she was originally white, but now she is rosy white.

"You have rough skin and thick flesh, so you're not afraid of the sun." Qin Haiting smiled and squeezed Huo Xiuxiu's arm.

"When I was in the United States, I always went to the beach to play, and I got used to it." Huo Xiuxiu said with a smile, "... You see, the clouds are really amazing, and the skin is originally this honey color, but it looks better when it is tanned. I can't get this kind of effect out of the sun, but I get a whole body of marks."

"Then you are naked too! Wouldn't there be no marks?" Yun Cai said with a smile.

"It's useless, it's back to normal in winter." Seeing Wu Xie sitting beside him without saying a word, Huo Xiuxiu turned around with his arms, "Hey... brother Wu Xie, how are you doing?"

Xie Ziyang patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "He! It's embarrassing to the old men."

"It hurts...it hurts...don't shoot..." Wu Xie bared his teeth and yelled at Old Tickle.

The girls looked to the right, stared at Wu Xie, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm a little allergic to ultraviolet rays."

Wu Xie's originally wheat-colored complexion was now the color of barley tea, and her entire back and shoulders were sunburned, and even a little sweat made her sting painful.

"He! His skin is tenderer than a girl's, and his body is torn."

"Get lost!" Wu Xiebai gave Zi Yang a knowing look.

"Hahaha……"

Huo Xiuxiu also tugged at Wu Xie's collar curiously: "Really? You're so worthless, we girls are all fine, but you're getting sunburned... I asked you to put on some sunscreen, but you still don't..."

Wu Xie quickly pulled the collar over, and begged for mercy: "It's okay, my good sister, if you pull it, my flesh will hurt."

Huo Xiuxiu quickly let go, stuck out her tongue: "It's the first time I've seen a boy's skin so tender."

Qin Haiting changed the subject with a smile: "Wu Xie, today there are different departments, what department are you going to apply for?"

"I can do whatever I want, mathematics, physics and chemistry." Wu Xie glanced at the subject wish form on the table, and ticked off the three subjects of mathematics, physics and chemistry, "Actually, I still really want to choose mathematics, let Director Chen guide me .”

Xie Ziyang's chemistry, Huo Xiuxiu's English, and Qin Haiting's Chinese are all fine. Yuncai is a student of vocal music at the Central University for Nationalities, and she is also a minority. She can dance well in modern aerobics and so on. She is here to lead the school's art team to participate in various There is no need to substitute for the competition, and only Wu Xie needs to set subjects among the few people.

After a while, Chen Wenjin, Li Sidi and the teaching and research team leaders of various subjects entered the small lecture hall one after another, and the last one entered was the vice principal Zhang Qiling.

Chen Wenjin raised a piece of paper and said, "Teachers, the one-week comprehensive training is over. From this week onwards, it will be specialist training. According to everyone's own wishes and the enrollment situation of this school year, I will divide it for everyone temporarily. In the future, according to the specific situation, fine-tuning may be carried out. After the division of subjects, teachers and teaching and research team leaders will start a two-week specialist training in each teaching and research team, and each new teacher will be assigned an experienced old teacher Teachers can help you, and if you have any problems in majors and teaching, you can ask the teaching and research team leader and the master for advice, and try to get into the state as soon as possible.”

After Chen Wenjin finished speaking, he stepped back. Li Sidi who was next to him took the schedule from Zhang Qiling and said, "The school's subject schedule will be announced below. Teachers who have doubts can bring it up after I announce it."

"Langfeng, chemistry; Monk Hua, history; Ye Cheng, geography... Huo Xiuxiu, English, Qin Haiting, Chinese..." Li Sidi raised his head, "It's all over, do you have any questions, teachers? If not, you can talk to me The teaching and research team leaders have gone to the office."

After a week, they are all young people. Although they are not very familiar, at least they only know who is who.After Li Si finished speaking, besides Xie Ziyang and Huo Xiuxiu, several people looked at Wu Xie.

Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, then stretched his neck, looked around, raised his hand, and said, "Director Li, I haven't divided yet!"

Li Sidi let out an "ah", pushed his glasses, and looked at the list in his hand. There was indeed no Wu Xie, so he turned his head to signal Zhang Qiling in confusion.

Zhang Qiling nodded to Li Si, raised his eyes and looked straight at Wu Xie, with the same tone of voice as before: "Wu Xie, it's mine."

06

Wu Xie admitted that when Zhang Qiling said the phrase "Wu Xie, it's mine.", his brain froze.

Many years later, when Wu Xie recalled this scene, he also "tortured" the man: Did you say that on purpose at that time, Principal Zhang.

The man didn't answer, but just hugged Wu Xie's waist tightly, rested his head on Wu Xie's shoulder, and rubbed his chin gently: "Be gentle, it's broken."

"It's better to break it, it's clean!!"

A thousand grass and mud horses galloped away.

Everyone in the house went back to their homes, each looked for their own mothers, and they almost left after a while.

Xie Ziyang patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, gave him a look of "seeking good fortune", and walked away with a smile.

Wu Xie endured the pain, cursing in his heart that it was a deadly itchiness to add insult to injury, followed Zhang Qiling, and went directly to Chen Wenjin's office.

"Wu Xie, are you willing to attend class?" Chen Wenjin asked.

"Yes!" Wu Xie was at a loss, not knowing where the whole thing came from. Didn't he come to the Ninth Middle School to be a teacher?

"That's good, I really want you to exercise. Even Principal Zhang said that you did a good job on your written test paper... The angle of solving the problem is very clever," Chen Wenjin turned to Zhang Qiling, "School Zhang said that he wants you Follow him to lead the competition..." Wu Xie was puzzled, and then explained: "School Zhang is responsible for the work of teachers and leading students to participate in various competitions."

"Oh."

"But I think since you're here, it's best to stand on the podium, but it will be more work. You have to go to class during the day and come to tutor students at night or on weekends. It's tiring. Would you like to?" Chen Wenjin asked.

Wu Xie looked at Chen Wenjin, and then turned to look at Zhang Qiling opposite him: "Thank you, Principal Zhang and Director Chen for your trust. It doesn't matter if you are a little tired. I'm afraid that I'm not capable enough, and I'll fail the leadership's expectations.”

Chen Wenjin smiled, and said to Zhang Qiling: "I told him he would agree. I have taught him for three years, and I know him very well." Students must have experience, after all, they are different from teaching others, pay more attention and learn more, grow up as soon as possible, and strive to be independent as soon as possible.”

"Yes, yes, I will study hard." Wu Xie nodded hurriedly.

Zhang Qiling pondered for a while, "Then I won't divide you into groups. You follow Director Chen. This school year, you will be assigned a mathematics class first, and the office will be temporarily arranged in the teaching office."

"No, no, Mr. Zhang, just arrange a random group for me. I'm afraid in the teaching office..."

"It's okay, it's not this one, it's next door, there's an empty table over there, and the opposite is the new Secretary Wang. Xiao Xie, come and run errands for me, give me a hand, my job is really... this year is good to say I just recruited an officer, but one is not enough, and Director Li is too busy to grow eight hands." Chen Wenjin smiled and said to Zhang Qiling, "Master Zhang, when will you help me recruit another officer? , I will let Xiaoxie go to your place..." Chen Wenjin lowered his voice and said to Wu Xie, "...he originally wanted you to go outside his office."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Wu Xie agreed, thinking to himself: Rather than go with this paralyzed person, it's better to be here with Chen Wenjin.

He knew that Chen Wenjin said this for his own good, for the convenience of instructing himself, after all, it is not very convenient to teach the president to go to the teaching and research group.

As for the rhetoric—with Chen Wenjin's ability to work, he was assigned a secretary this year, but for so many years, wouldn't he still be able to do things with ease?

The administrative building of Ninth Middle School is still the one when Wu Xie was in school—an eight-story marble-covered building, and it is now the tallest administrative building among all the middle schools in Jiumen City.The first floor is a small projection hall and a small lecture hall, two financial rooms, two medical rooms and a printing room.The second and third floors are small subjects such as biology and geography, the fourth floor is the liberal arts group, the fifth floor is the science group, and the sixth floor is the teaching office, student office, government affairs office, youth league committee, trade union and English group.The seventh floor is two meeting rooms, one large and one small, and the eighth floor is the principal's office of the four principals and