Where are the most beautiful seasons

In the movement, a row of vigorous and beautiful "Farewell to Cambridge" lined up on the right side of the blackboard. While turning around, they threw the chalk into the chalk box neatly.

This popular poem by Xu Zhimo, which has influenced generations of readers with its beautiful imagery and rhythm, flows slowly in the whole classroom along with the soft music.

I left gently,

as I came gently;

I waved softly,

Farewell to the clouds of the western sky.

The golden willows on the river bank,

the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

rippling in my mind.

……

It was rare to hear Zhang Qiling say a few words, and what he said was in a straight line without any ups and downs.But this "Farewell to Cambridge" was permeated by his deep sorrow and nostalgia.

Only that voice has the power to point directly to the heart.

Gradually, Wu Xie followed Zhang Qiling's rhythm and immersed himself in the world he created.

It seems as if you are really on the Cambridge Bridge, waving your hands to look away from the clouds in the western sky; rippling in the soft waves of the Cam River, singing in the colorful night; entering the heart of the man who was born for love, and experiencing his enthusiasm, depression, Disappointment, confusion, and unrequited pain.

Gradually, Wu Xie was infected by this sad emotion, so much so that when he closed his eyes, a man appeared in front of him gently waving his hands in the sunset. He left everything to Cambridge, who brought him the best memories. Yun Cai is not willing to take it away, and would rather spend the rest of his life reminiscing and remembering it.

Open your eyes again—

The cold man on the podium.

Wu Xie couldn't help thinking: If one day, this person wants to leave, he will be so silent, standing silently, turning around silently, walking away silently, and then enduring the tearing pain silently.

I left quietly,

As I came quietly;

I waved my sleeves,

Do not take away a cloud.

But, with a wave of sleeves, can you really not take away a piece of cloud?

There are still 5 minutes before the end of the get out of class. The content of this lesson has been taught, and the rest of the time is left for the students to recite the whole poem.But there was still no sound in the classroom, and the students were still immersed in the atmosphere created by Zhang Qiling, thinking blankly.

After this class, Wu Xie had a deep understanding of what Ah Ning said, "A good teacher must not only speak well, but also act well."It's a big loss for Chinese movies not to join the entertainment circle with this ability!

But in this class, he couldn't see the trace of "acting" at all, and the "reality" pierced his heart.

Wu Xie looked at his empty notebook, picked up a pen and wrote the whole poem "Farewell to Cambridge" in the "Teaching Process" column, which was barely full, and then looked at the blackboard, which took up almost half of the blackboard. A sentence is also written down.

Everyone seems to know who this sentence is written to, but only the person who wrote it knows who it is really written to.

I am willing to risk the world's injustice,

Looking for my only soul mate in the vast sea of ​​people.

I'm lucky to have it

No, my fate.

In order to implement the "National Fitness Plan" formulated by Jiumen City in order to create a national civilized city, "exercise one hour a day, live a healthy life for a lifetime", the Education Bureau stipulates that all primary and secondary schools in the city will cancel the 10-minute exercise between classes in the morning and change it to All teachers and students must participate in outdoor sports for half an hour each in the morning and afternoon. Each school arranges sports according to its own situation.

The arrangement of No. [-] Middle School is: run for half an hour in the morning, and free activities for half an hour in the afternoon. In the designated area, the head teachers and deputy head teachers of each class can organize students in this class to do some activities that the whole class can participate in.

Wu Xie is rather lazy, too lazy to change clothes back and forth, so she simply wears polo shirts, sporty casual pants, and light casual shoes to work every day. This outfit can't be seen as a teacher when mixed with a group of students.

On this day, Wu Xie had just returned to the office after a run with the students, wiping off his sweat and laughing at Wang Mengmeng, who found a job for himself at Fatty's in order to avoid sports.

"Beep--"

The phone rang.

Wu Xie picked it up and saw that it was a text message from the campus network.

The campus network of No. [-] Middle School is specially made by someone, and it also has a variety of application software, which is very powerful.For example: each teacher can send group or individual text messages to the mobile phone or computer of the designated teacher through the chat function in their own account.

"Chairman Hai?"

Wu Xie was puzzled, what did Chairman Hai want from me?

Originally, Wu Xie wanted to listen to Chen Wenjin's class in this class. After seeing the text message from the union chairman looking for him, Wu Xie went to Chen Wenjin's office and said to Chen Wenjin, "Director Chen, I can't go with you for a while. The class is over, Chairman Hai is looking for me."

"Oh? Then go quickly."

Seeing Chen Wenjin's malicious smile, Wu Xie came back and asked, "Director Chen, do you know what Chairman Hai wants from me?"

Li Sidi on the side interjected, "Xiao Wu, do you have a girlfriend?"

"what?"

"Chairman Hai is looking for you, that must be the reason." Chen Wenjin sorted out the books he was preparing for class, "Chairman Hai used to be the principal of the experiment, and he taught too much, but now he has retired to the second line, so he came to our place as the chairman of the labor union, waiting to retire. Now... his main job is to grow old."

"Then I'm not going."

"Do you really have a girlfriend?" Li Sidi asked.

"No, but it's so awkward."

"I have to go! All the unmarried teachers in the school have been called by him, and the boss still has to give face." Chen Wenjin said.

"Hehe, even Director Chen was called in." Li Sidi laughed.

"Really?" Wu Xie also smiled, "What about Principal Wu?"

"Of course I've been called before," Chen Wenjin walked towards the door with a book in his hand, "and more than once or twice."

Wu Xie had no choice but to follow him out the door: "Director Chen, then I'll go."

"Go."

Even the third uncle has been called?

Wu Xie thought it was funny, turned around and walked towards the trade union office while laughing, stood at the door and knocked on the door. After getting permission, he opened the door and went in. Just as he sat down firmly, the knock on the door rang again.

Wu Xie rejoiced secretly: Great, if Haiyue always had something to do, he would have escaped this catastrophe today.

Hai Yuelao was very excited when she heard the knock on the door, she glanced at Wu Xie mysteriously, and shouted, "Please come in."

The door opened, and after seeing the visitor, Wu Xie was stunned, Hai Yue was stunned, and even the visitor was stunned when he saw Wu Xie.

Is this the god horse situation?

"Master Zhang? What do you want me to do?" Haiyue smiled and asked Zhang Qiling to sit down.

Wu Xie stood up quickly, sat down on the small sofa next to her, and gave Zhang Qiling the seat.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie, said nothing, and sat down on the couch.

"Chairman Hai, didn't you send me a text message just now?"

"Really?" Elder Hai Yue hurriedly moved the mouse to call up the record of the text message he just sent, "Oh, Captain Zhang, look, I'm so sorry, I'm getting old and my eyes are blurred. I originally wanted to call Xiao Wuhe It came from the clouds, but if you are not careful, it will be called Zhang Xiao."

Wu Xie understood that the address book on the campus network is arranged according to the initials of the teachers' surnames. There is only Yuncai in the "Y" category, and Zhang Qiling is the vice-principal, so he is naturally ranked first in the "Z" category.

Is Yuelao always doing work in a daze?

Just being so old-eyed and blindly pulling the red line, no wonder there are so many idiots and resentful women in the world.

"It's okay, I'll go first." Zhang Qiling stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Principal Zhang, aren't you single now too?" Elder Hai Yue probably felt that this mistake was really embarrassing, and tried his best to make it up.

"Ah."

"That's just right, Xiao Wu is also single."

scare!What does this mean?

Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling looked at Hai Yuelao at the same time.

Wu Xie was even more guilty of not knowing what to say, and almost jumped up.

Mr. Haiyue, who is in good spirits, is really a good comrade. He transitioned from principal to Mr. Yue without any obstacles. He is kind-hearted, smiling, and a little cute. Looking at the expressions of Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling, they are very proud of their smiles.

"Oh, what I mean... Anyway, you are all here, so let's talk about it together. There is nothing embarrassing about being young people." Haiyue took out a work diary from the drawer, opened it, looked at it, and pulled it out again. A pen, got up and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhang Qiling, "Tell me, do you have a partner?"

"No."

"No."

"Is there a girl you like?"

"No."

"No."

Haiyue smiled, and took a pen to write down in the notebook twice, "Then what do you want to find? My wife is the chairman of the city trade union, oh, yes, Wu Xie..." Turning to look at Wu Xie , "She and your mother are good sisters."

"my mother?"

"Yes, isn't your mother the chairman of the Women's Federation? You haven't heard your mother mention your Aunt Han."

"Oh, oh, I've heard of it, I've heard of it, but I really didn't know she was your lover."

This is where and where!

"So, Chairman Hai has people in his hands. He doesn't want to find someone from the school, but he wants to find someone who works? Now the Women's Federation and the trade union are connected to the Internet." Chairman Hai turned back to Zhang Qiling again, "Mr. Zhang, tell me first, you What conditions are you looking for?"

"Tall, thin, good-looking, good-tempered, and kind-hearted."

Wu Xie stared at Zhang Qiling dumbfounded, and Zhang Qiling also looked at him.

No way!You really said it!

"Mr. Zhang's requirements are not high," Haiyue wrote it down in her notebook, then looked up at Wu Xie, "Then Teacher Wu, what are your requirements?"

"Me?" Wu Xie's mind became a mess, "I... I... I'm still too young, I just joined... work...so..."

"Don't be embarrassed, you have to do your job well, and you have to solve your personal problems as soon as possible. If there is a suitable one, Chairman Hai will help you find it first. It's good to just make friends!"

"That...you have to be good-looking, good-natured, kind-hearted, tall and thin."

After saying this, Wu Xie wished he could jump off the building immediately.

Nima!Why should I look for the same as him?

"Hahaha! Are you two really interesting? Wu Xie, are you teasing Uncle Hai?"

"No, no, no... Hai... Uncle Hai... I didn't mean that, I really want to find someone taller, you see I'm 1.8 meters tall, I can't find someone who is too short, right? Besides, who doesn't like good-looking ones Well, isn’t skinny beauty popular now, and my mother, you know my mother’s temper, if she has a bad temper and is not kind, she can’t fight every day!”

"That's right, your mother's temper... However, I don't have to worry about you. Your mother has already arranged your blind date plan for five years. I called you here today mainly to ask, you and Yun Cai... I don't like it."

"No, no, absolutely not."

Seeing Wu Xie shaking her head like a rattle, Haiyue shook her head with a smile: "Okay, I know the situation of both of you, I will pay attention, and I will give you a suitable introduction."

"Thank you, Chairman Hai." Zhang Qiling didn't say anything for a long time, and suddenly said this.

"Thank you, Chairman Hai... I'm sorry for your trouble." Wu Xie also hurriedly nodded his thanks.

"What's the matter, this is my job! Also, go back and ask your father to tell your third uncle, why don't you marry Xiao Chen! How long are you going to delay him?"

"Yes, yes, let me talk about him when I go back... oh... no, no, no... I will persuade him..."

After leaving the trade union office, Wu Xie's back was soaked, and he was more tired than running for half an hour just now, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath.

Zhang Qiling closed the door, looked at Wu Xie who was leaning against the wall, and said flatly, "Go to your class in the afternoon."

12

For half the morning and the whole noon, Wu Xie was restless and anxious all day long.

Wang Mengmeng's children's shoes were unknown, and he went up to Wu Xie and patted Wu Xie on the shoulder mysteriously and said: Why is it that a man has no wife.

Wu Xie was so angry that he couldn't take care of Le, so he thumped him on the shoulder: "You're just fucking broken in love."

Wang Mengmeng's children's shoes jumped and fled to the opposite fat man to take the initiative to be a strong man, and even cried with the fat man that Wu Xie was broken in love and vented his anger on his buddies.

Wu Xie didn't have time to talk to him, and Chen Wenjin and Chen Wenjin reviewed their train of thought and the entire teaching process for the last time, and after making sure that every detail was perfect, he let out a sigh of relief and asked Chen Wenjin with a bitter face: "Director Chen, I'm fine too. The local government offended Principal Zhang, why does he dislike me like this?"

"Not pleasing to the eye?" Chen Wenjin was also nervous by Wu Xie, and relaxed back on the chair, "No, I think he thinks you are pleasing to the eye."

"Is that pleasing to the eye?"

"Yeah, it's not pleasing to the eye, he doesn't even look at it. At least you get a few glances from him, not bad!"

When it comes to "look", Wu Xie feels aggrieved!Then... if I look at it like that a few times, I would rather not look at it.

"You don't have to be so nervous, I don't listen to your class every day?" Chen Wenjin looked at Wu Xie's uncertain face, and said a few more words, "He went to listen to point out your problems and help you improve faster. It’s nothing. You can do whatever you want, just treat him as if he’s not there, or just treat him as a carrot, we all have such psychological hints when we are taught, and it works.”

radish?

Is there such a low air pressure, freezing radishes?

After entering the classroom and stepping up to the podium, Wu Xie's face was still dark.

Chen Wenjin greeted Zhang Qiling, and made a "radish" mouth shape to Wu Xie, and then sat down at the back of the classroom with a smile.

This class talks about "the basic relationship between sets", and it is not difficult. As long as the students cooperate well, the class should go smoothly.It has always been a fine tradition of Ninth Middle School to actively cooperate with others, whether it is teachers inside or outside the school. This is the unique pride and pride of the students of the designated school for long-term public classes.

On this point, Wu Sansheng once boasted to all the teachers from foreign schools who came to borrow classes: No matter which class, you don’t have to worry about the students during class. If you have any questions, just ask the students who are in the next row, and you can’t answer when you stand up. , I smoked him the head teacher.

For the first 10 minutes, everything went smoothly, step by step, and the atmosphere was good. Whether it was discussing or answering questions, the students gave Wu Xie enough face, especially the boys in the back row who usually knew Wu Xie very well. , It almost matched Wu Xie to the sky.All of a sudden, Wu Xie also became excited, and the content got deeper and deeper. He took out the spare raising questions and talked happily, and changed three or four ways of solving the problems, and five or six solutions. It’s almost useless to demonstrate with high numbers, completely forgetting what Chen Wenjin took care of: take care of the acceptance ability of most students in class, don’t over-exaggerate, especially mathematics, the intelligence level of students in a class varies a lot, students with good levels can Mention separately.

Excited too much, Wu Xie woke up suddenly when the get out of class bell was rung.

No, it's full of irrigation - this is the most unstructured class without overall control.What's worse: Wu Xie hasn't concluded yet.

The cold sweat on the back drenched the T-shirt in an instant, but there was no other way. Class had to be dismissed. There were many traditions in the Ninth Middle School, including not being able to procrastinate in class.It's not finished - I can only add it when the next class is in class.

Zhang Qiling raised his head and glanced at Wu Xie who was stunned on the podium. Still expressionless, he closed the lecture notebook and got up and went out through the back door of the classroom.

Chen Wenjin gestured "It's okay" to Wu Xie, and then left.

Wu Xie cleaned up the books on the desk, sweating continuously on his forehead.

A bold girl in the first row smiled and said to Wu Xie: "Mr. Wu, you are so handsome in this class, just..."

"What is it?" Wu Xie was in a bad mood, and was strangled before his heart blossomed.

"It's just... I didn't understand..."

Wu Xie had already realized that he was rushing into this class. According to his estimation, there are five students in the second half of the class who understand it, and they are all good. Only this little girl...understands...the only ghost.

It was indeed his fault, Wu Xie pulled out an apologetic smile, and comforted the little girl: "I will talk about it again in the next class."

Played by Haiyue once in the morning, and once again by Zhang Luobo in the afternoon, Wu Xie returned to the office, hung limply on the chair and looked up to the sky and sighed: I can't live through this day!

After a while, Chen Wenjin turned from the next door, saw his appearance, and said with a smile, "Xiao Xie, how is it? Did you enjoy this class?"

Wang Mengmeng hastily moved a chair over and put it behind Chen Wenjin, letting her sit opposite Wu Xie.

Wu Xie heard her call herself "Xiao Xie", so she didn't straighten up, and slipped down again, with her head resting on the back of the chair, her whole body was like a rag, she rolled her eyes and said, "Sister Wen Jin, why don't you Don’t gloat. You say I’m going to die early or be reborn early or if I can delay for 1 minute or 1 minute.”

"Tomorrow is Teacher's Day, why don't you rehearse today?"

Wu Xie sat up straight and said, "Sister Wen Jin, what do you mean, I hide?"

"You can't hide, you can't hide. In your class, at a small level, the new teacher has no experience and failed to control the rhythm and difficulty. If it is at a high level, you are a teaching accident."

"'Teaching accident'? No way! I just got excited after talking about it, and then..."

"And then what? After one class, the three students in the class understood it. Isn't this considered a teaching accident?"

"I……"

"What are you doing? Go to rehearse. Tomorrow is Teacher's Day. There are a lot of things to do. If you go the day after tomorrow, you can relax a bit. Go now, and I will freeze you to death! Later, I will go up and freeze for you."

"Sister Wen Jin, this... this... I'm so sorry..." Wu Xie's face was twisted into a ball of pain.

"I raise a son like this for someone else, I have a heavy trust!"

Chen Wenjin's heartbroken expression made Wu Xie shudder suddenly, and said to himself: Could it be that this sister has been stimulated abnormally by me?

"That...what? Sister Wen Jin, I was wrong, I was wrong, I am ashamed to see Jiang Dong's elders, I will go to rehearse "By the Plum Blossom" right now, I can't sing well, and I will kill myself in front of all the teachers and students tomorrow. Thank you all over the world!" Wu Xie said as he grabbed the underwear he brought today to prepare for the performance, and then put a black baseball cap on his head, lowered the brim of the hat to cover his eyes, and shouted in a high-pitched voice: " 'He was a guest of the Toad Palace in his youth, not by the plum blossoms but by the willows.' Hey ah ah!"

Ah, ah, I left the office.

When I arrived at the rehearsal room of the graphic information center, I looked in through the glass on the door. There were already a few students jumping around, but I didn’t see Xie Yuchen when I scanned around. Looking at the watch, it was earlier than usual. After a while, Wu Xie went to the toilet to change his clothes and came out, and went directly to Xie Yuchen's office.

Xie Yuchen's office is in the innermost room of the corridor, and the sound of tinkling musical instruments can be heard from several rehearsal rooms as he walked by.Wu Xie was a little puzzled, why Xie Yuchen didn't come out today, this is really not his style.

Just as he was thinking, he had already reached the door, Wu Xie naturally held the handle and pushed the door open: "Xiaohua...why haven't you..."

The scene inside the house made Wu Xie stand at the door dumbfounded, the "go" stuck in his throat and he couldn't breathe.

With his back to the door, Xie Yuchen was holding a man by the collar against the wall, with his entire forearm under the man's chin.

Hearing the sound of the door, the face with black sunglasses tilted his head and grinned white teeth at Wu Xie who was stunned at the door.

Xie Yuchen didn't know what he said softly, let go of the man, turned around with a dark face and beckoned Wu Xie to come in and sit down, then walked to the desk and sat on it.

"Hi! Handsome guy!" The man was still leaning against the wall, and he conjured up a cigarette somehow while greeting Wu Xie.

Wu Xie didn't know who this was, glanced at Xie Yuchen and then at the black glasses, squeezed out a smile and nodded.

The black glasses lit the cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, slowly straightened up, met Xie Yuchen's eyes that had made several holes in his body, walked in front of Xie Yuchen casually, pointed at Wu Xie and said, "I said, why are you so angry? Feelings mean forgetting the old love when you have a new love?"

"You..." Xie Yuchen straightened his body, hung his hand in the air for a moment, then let it go, then turned his head to look at Wu Xie, suddenly Danfeng's eyes raised, his face was full of spring water, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked, "Yes Ah, let me introduce you, this is my childhood friend, now my bed partner, Wu Xie."

Wu Xie was so shocked by that seductive smile that his whole body went numb, and his body that had just been petrified was scorched on the outside and crisp on the inside.

The black glasses let out a "huh" and turned to look at Wu Xie with a cigarette in its mouth: "Are you Wu Xie?"

Wu Xie nodded mechanically again, feeling a very bad premonition.

The black glasses laughed twice, then turned back to look at Xie Yuchen: "You asked him to be your bed partner?"

Wu Xie was already amused by the 5-minute situation, but this sentence still pulled out a trace of anger from a man's instinct in his chaotic thinking.

Who is this blind man!Although I'm not crooked, I'm Xiaohua's bed partner, so it's not your turn to question her in such a disdainful tone.At the moment, the evil was on the verge of courage, Wu Xie stood up and took Xie Yuchen's shoulders, leaned his body again, with an ambiguous posture, and said to the black glasses pretendingly: "We are very compatible, and we can both get unprecedented satisfaction."

"Fuck!" The black glasses were filled with soot from the cigarette dangling from the old man's mouth, smoking curlingly, his expression was extremely vivid and rich.

"Young Master Hei, if there's nothing else to do, I have to go to work, so I won't be far away!" Xie Yuchen put his arms around his shoulders, swept away the cloudy clouds just now, and smiled like a spring breeze overnight.

Wu Xie thought that the black glasses would say a few more words, but he didn't expect him to burst into laughter suddenly, and walked towards the door while laughing, as if something really made him feel so funny, he actually went to the door and held the handle and shrugged. on the shoulders.

"Hua'er, this time, we have something to play with."

The laughter got a little steeper, and the black glasses stepped out and locked the words in the room.

The footsteps in the corridor became far away until they disappeared.

The arm resting on Xie Yuchen's shoulders hung down as if a bone had been pulled out, and Wu Xie gasped exaggeratedly: "Emma!" While patting his chest, he leaned onto the chair he was sitting on just now, "I said bed partner, Should you explain to Grandpa what happened just now?"

Xie Yuchen turned his head to look at Wu Xie, and let out a "puchi" laugh: "So, you agreed to be my bed partner?"

Wu Xie stared wide-eyed and judged for a long time: "No way, you really..."

"intrinsic."

"No joke?"

"No joke."

"Then...then...that person just now?"

"Neuropathy."

I don't know why the black glasses pissed off Xie Yuchen just now, Wu Xie saw his gritted teeth and wanted to tear people into his stomach, coughed twice before he managed to suppress his smile, and put his baseball cap down again Pressed down, put his hands on his shoulders and endured desperately.

"Is it that funny?" Xie Yuchen weighed his heels, lifted his long legs, turned around, put his thighs on the edge of the table, stretched out his index finger to rest on Wu Xie's chin, and was about to lift it up with all his strength: "Hey! Seriously! , how about trying with me?"

"Nervous! I'm straight." Wu Xie waved off Xie Yuchen's hand, "I only like girls."

Xie Yuchen withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, and said in a low tone, "I can't say for sure, I think you just..."

Wu Xie made a stop gesture, and yelled at him angrily: "If your mother also said that I have the potential for homosexuality, I'm in a hurry!"

"Also?" Xie Yuchen raised his eyebrows, "Who else said that?"

"Xiu Xiu, that little girl's film."

This time it was Xie Yuchen's turn to hold back a smile and shrug his shoulders, curling up his upper body.

Wu Xie scolded "fuck" and kicked his calf hanging by the table: "Laugh at your sister!"

Xie Yuchen endured it, straightened his waist, looked at Wu Xie, his eyes were covered with mist: "If you weren't so young, I would really want to break you."

"Get lost! Can straight ones be bent?" Wu Xie scolded with a smile.

Xie Yuchen covered the smile in his eyes, and said, "That means you haven't encountered a psychosis!"

"Ah? You were bent by a psychopath?" Wu Xie smiled, "Aren't you born with it?"

"Psychopathy bends itself."

Wu Xie was dumbfounded, this forest is so big that there are really all kinds of birds, these days there are actually good straight men who misbehave and bend themselves.

After clasping fists with both hands and making a gesture of "be willing to bow down" to Xie Yuchen, Wu Xie straightened up and leaned on the back of the chair, and said after a pause, "Xiaohua, are you telling me this because of Xiuxiu?"

Xie Yuchen turned his head: "She may still listen to what you say."

"Forget it, Stanford's top students can come to this little sycamore tree in our No. [-] Middle School for you. I say it will be useful."

Xie Yuchen smiled: "When did you find out?"

"At the beginning, I was quite puzzled. Xiuxiu went to such a good school in the United States, why did she return to China, and she also became a high school teacher. Either she was stupid in the United States, or she was hooked up by someone. Later, I saw the way she looked at you... "Wu Xie curled her lips, with the expression of a veteran in love who can't hide any trouble from me.

Xie Yuchen hummed: "This little sycamore tree in our Ninth Middle School has recruited more than just such a phoenix."

"Oh? Who else?"

"Mr. Zhang, from the Stanford Graduate School of Business."

"Really? Why haven't I heard from third uncle?" Wu Xie wondered.

"I guess no one here knows about it. It was Xiuxiu who mentioned it. I saw it in the documents of more influential graduates of their school's business school over the years. The names and faces of oriental people are still easy to recognize."

"It's amazing!" Wu Xie looked incredulous, "Then why is he staying in No. [-] Middle School? I told my third uncle that this person must be a spy of the US emperor, but he still doesn't believe it."

"Forget it! Let's not talk about this. If you have time, help me persuade Xiuxiu to leave the Ninth Middle School. Don't delay her."

Wu Xie thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll persuade her another day."

Xie Yuchen stared at Wu Xie again, and said with a smile, "Xiuxiu is a good girl, why don't you accept it?"

Wu Xie's heart trembled when he heard the messy mandarin ducks, and he waved his hands quickly: "It's all right, I have a red heart facing the sun, what kind of hole should I insert!" After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked to the door, "Let's go, start working Well, I messed up my class today, and I messed up my performance tomorrow, so I don’t want to be in No. [-] Middle School, pack up and leave as soon as possible.”

Xie Yuchen smiled, jumped down from the table, and slapped Wu Xie on the buttocks: "You are so small, it's really itchy if you can't eat."

Wu Xie turned around and kicked over: "Go to hell!"

13

According to the usual practice, there is only half a day of classes on Teacher's Day, and in the afternoon all the teachers and students of the school will hold a cultural performance in the Jiumen City Auditorium.After the performance, the teachers who had dinner the night before organized the students to go back for self-study in the evening, and the other teachers, especially the unmarried teachers, went to the hotel to have dinner together. By the way, Haiyue Laohu led the red thread, and everyone had a good time ——This can be regarded as the repertoire of Teacher's Day in the past two years.

It is said to celebrate Teacher's Day, but it is actually an annual get-together for teachers and students in the school, and this scale can only be held once a year. Naturally, it is very important from top to bottom. Every year, not only the leaders of the Education Bureau come to join in, The evening news of the city station is also given 2 minutes.The Ninth Middle School recruits students with special talents in culture and sports every year, usually from domestic famous universities such as Alto, Shangyin, and Beijing University. The chief director, Xie Yuchen, has been planning since July, so the level of this cultural performance is really not ordinary. high.

The whole performance is composed of two parts. The first part is to welcome freshmen and new teachers. The representatives of the freshmen will give speeches, talking about the feelings of coming to No. [-] Middle School for a week. The new teachers will also speak. Very relaxed and harmonious.The second half is about acting, there are students and teachers.In the last half hour, if the atmosphere is particularly good, a teacher-student fight will be temporarily arranged.

It is said that last year the students sang "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style", and then the teachers and students of the whole school were overwhelming, especially the students who were usually ruthless by Director Wang, whistled loudly, coaxing the fat man to sing and dance The song "Uneasy" directly made everyone below laugh.

After Wu Xie finished her class in the morning, she went to the auditorium to help Xie Yuchen and Zhang Luo.Right now, I was leaning against the dressing table with a fast food box in my hand, eating while watching the program list spread out on the table. After listening to Xie Yuchen's talk about the scene at that time, a mouthful of Kung Pao chicken spewed out, and a peanut got stuck in my throat. Luckily Xuan didn't get stuck, he squatted on the ground holding the lunch box and coughed for a long time before he recovered.

Seeing that Wu Xie was coughing like this, Xie Yuchen put the fast food box on the table, knelt down, patted Wu Xie on the back and said with a smile, "How about coaxing him to sing "Jiangnan Style" again this year?"

Wu Xie suppressed a smile: "Did you tell him that he was ready?"

"You don't need to know, he is very interested in all funny things."

Wu Xie thinks about it too, for that fat man, there is no most unreliable, only more unreliable.

After taking a few breaths, Wu Xie closed the fast food box and threw it in the trash can next to him. Looking past Xie Yuchen's face, he reached out and took a grain of rice sticking to the corner of his mouth and threw it in the trash can .

Xie Yuchen came to his senses and quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Why don't you eat?"

"I can't eat anymore," Wu Xie stood up and turned around to take a drink from the disposable cup on the table: "I've eaten too much, I'm depressed. Besides, isn't there still at night..."

Before the "big meal" was said, Wu Xie was already eye-to-eye with the person standing at the door.

"School Zhang?!"

Xie Yuchen also stood up from the ground, lightly threw away the tissue in his hand, and walked over to meet Wu Xie: "Xiao Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Principal Wu just called and said that he was having dinner with the leaders of the Provincial Education Bureau, and he might come over in the evening..."

Before Zhang Qiling finished speaking, Xie Yuchen's phone rang. He took out the phone to look at it, made a gesture of apology, and turned half sideways to answer the phone.

"Hello, Principal Wu... um... Principal Zhang..." Xie Yuchen looked up at Zhang Qiling and smiled, "Here we are... um... I'm talking... ok, ok... re-arrange right now... um... promise to finish The mission... ok..."

"What's wrong?" Wu Xie asked after seeing Xie Yuchen hang up the phone.

"School Wu asked us to rearrange the stage and the concierge desk. He will try his best to block the leaders of the province, but if we can't stop it, we have to be prepared."

Wu Xie said "oh", then glanced at Zhang Qiling again, "Master Zhang..."

Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie looked at each other, then turned to Xie Yuchen and said, "Mr. Xie, prepare according to the highest standard. Make a list of what you need and ask the city trade union to borrow it."

"Okay." Xie Yuchen thought for a while, quickly made a list, checked it again to make sure there was no problem, then turned around and handed it to Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling took it, looked down, folded it in half briefly, put it in the pocket of his trousers, moved his gaze to Wu Xie's face, and said lightly: "Teacher Wu, come with me."

I?

Wu Xie is confused, what do you want me to do?

Just as I was about to ask, the old man had already turned around and left.

Xie Yuchen didn't understand, and spread his hands to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie had no choice but to follow.

After leaving the auditorium, I saw Zhang Qiling waiting beside the Eternal Gold Regal, and when I saw him, I threw something over.

Wu Xie took over subconsciously, held it and saw that it was the car key.

"Master Zhang? This..."

"You drive." After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Wu Xie could drive or not, he directly opened the passenger door and sat in.

Wu Xie gritted her teeth holding the key!

Nima!Feeling like you, the principal, drove to the trade union to lose your status, right, and you still need to find a driver!

Anger comes back to anger, the official university crushes people to death, not to mention that he is the principal and he is just an ordinary teacher.

Wu Xie bypassed the rear of the car, opened the door and sat in.

Nima!It's still manual!

Wu Xie's family prefers Volkswagen cars, and they are not very familiar with American cars. They probably studied the lower dial, parking radar, handbrake and gear positions. Instinctively, he hid back and leaned straight on the back of the chair, his arms stretched long.

"Master Zhang?"

Zhang Qiling propped his left hand on the back of the chair behind Wu Xie's head, and his right hand had already wrapped around Wu Xie's upper body. He felt that Wu Xie's body stiffened, his movements paused, but his face was slightly close to his, "Huh?" Turning his head to look He pulled the seat belt and got stuck in the buckle next to the seat, his tone remained flat, "Fasten the seat belt first."

The movements were clean and neat. After Zhang Qiling sat down, he turned his head and pulled his seat belt.