Here, the dean of students asked a teacher to go to his office to pick up something.

"Okay, Director, I see. ”

"Teacher Liu, run fast for me. ”

"Good!"

Zhou Xian was punished for standing in the corridor of the classroom, which was quite boring.

Although I also listened to some teachers' lectures, the teacher asked the students to do the questions, but he couldn't do it, and he couldn't write and calculate while standing.

So it's boring.

But the school suddenly became lively.

The sensational sound of a tractor.

The sound of gongs and drums.

There was also the shouting of the villagers.

It's not lively.

What is this for?

Zhou Xian was wondering what to do.

The teachers in the classroom over there blew up every minute!

"What is this for!"

This is the campus, don't you know that the students are studying in class, what the hell is the doorman of No. 1 Middle School?

It's so noisy, it's time to wake up when you doze off!

Some teachers came out of the classroom and stood in the hallway to see what the hell was going on?!

"What's going on! What's going on! What's going on!

At this time, Jiangcheng's class had not yet been reformed, and it must be taught in Mandarin, and the teachers' Jiangcheng dialect was exchanged in the corridor.

"Teacher Wang, I don't know what's going on!"

"Teacher Zhou, do you know over there?"

"I don't know, there are no comrades in the school who say what kind of construction, put agricultural tractors in, and they beat gongs and drums, which is a bit unusual, what happened, let's go down and see. ”

"Good. ”

After the tractor started driving there, it stopped, and the principal and the teacher followed, and the sound of gongs and drums also stopped.

On the tractor, the villagers spread out a large red pennant.

"No. 1 Middle School educates people and educates morality, it is really a first-class school!"

"All the villagers of Jinwan Village. ”

"Oh!

"What is this, let those villagers send such a big pennant to the school, I'm afraid it costs 300 yuan a piece, it's really a rare thing in a century, I have never seen it. ”

A teacher who has been teaching at No. 1 Middle School for 30 years said.

A pennant of 300 yuan, most of the monthly salary, is equivalent to a pennant with a price of one or two thousand yuan in later generations, and I ask you if it is big, it is really big! Four meters long, one meter wide!

Generally, parents will send a 50-centimeter-long brocade coat to the school at most, so that their children can be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University.

After reporting to the principal, the dean had already arranged for the teacher to go to his office desk to get the camera.

"Why is it so slow, I haven't brought it yet, I already know that I will get it. ”

I touched my belly.

"Come on, run by yourself, it's better to run!"

The young teacher Liu over there finally appeared in the field of vision.

"Hurry up, Mr. Liu! ”

"Hurry up, give me the camera, why is it so slow, so slow. ”

The dean of students also said slowly.

Teacher Liu over there was speechless, he was fast enough, if he wasn't a physical education teacher, the school gate to the dean's office would be at least 800 meters, plus the stairs or something, it would only take him two minutes! Ordinary people take three minutes, but the dean is afraid that it will take five minutes!

When the principal shook hands with the villagers one by one, the dean quickly pressed the shutter.

"Click, click, click. ”

This is what the next issue of the No. 1 Middle School Newspaper must capitalize.

Not to mention the principal's praise.

Jiangcheng TV may need its own first-hand photos at that time.

Last year, his photography won an award in Jiangcheng and was praised by the leaders of the Education Bureau, and he is now very good at capturing materials.

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"The principal thanks you for teaching a good student like Zhou Xian, otherwise the hope of all the villagers in our Jinwan Village will be in vain, I am too careless as the village chief, yesterday I accidentally got the villagers' money away, it is your school high school class 6 Zhou Xian classmates to pick up gold, I discussed with all the villagers, and then pondered to send a big pennant to the first middle school, it is the first middle school to educate such a noble student, I represent the villagers to the principal, to the first middle school to express my gratitude. ”

The village chief, who was in his sixties, bowed to the headmaster in his forties.

The principal was overwhelmed, and quickly grabbed the old village chief.

"This is what we should do, we should, we teach and educate people, run first-class schools, and cultivate moral talents, which is the educational purpose of our No. 1 Middle School. ”

"The old village chief, several villager comrades, please come to our guest house for a cup of tea. ”

The principal entertained the villagers of Jinwan.

Over there, the dean of education clicked and rubbed a few pictures.

“......”

“......”

The villagers told the principal about the significance of the establishment of the vegetable processing factory in Jinwan Village, making pickled vegetables, and helping the villagers get out of poverty as soon as possible.

The principal exaggerated that their village worked together to get rich and get rid of poverty, and the villagers were amazing.

Next, the villagers were very grateful to No. 1 Middle School and Zhou Xian, a classmate from No. 1 Middle School.

"That principal, I would like to personally thank Zhou Xian, a student in the sixth class of the first year of high school, and we villagers also send him a little thanks. ”

The old village chief bowed and said.

"Yes, you can, but don't play gongs and drums for the time being, the students are still in class. Principal Zhu laughed.

He was in a very good mood.

"Okay, folks, don't hear it, don't play gongs and drums anymore, don't make noise to the dolls to learn. ”

The village chief said to the villagers.

"I'll take you to the sixth class of high school to see that classmate Zhou Xian. ”

"Thank you, Principal. ”

A large group of people rushed towards the second floor where the sixth class of high school was located.

Cao's head teacher Wang also heard the movement.

Get out of the office.

"Teacher Ye, what's going on?"

Teacher Ye spread his hands innocently: "I don't know." ”

That's when the dean trotted over.

Because he was fat, he was out of breath, and he didn't slow down for a long time, but he still held back and said, "Teacher Cao, the principal wants to go to your class with that group of villagers, you come with me." ”

"Ah, that Dean Wu, what do you mean, why does the principal want to go to our class?"

"Wait. ”

Director Wu took a hard breath, and then said, "Zhou Xian, a classmate in your class, picked up a lot of money yesterday, and I heard that tens of thousands of yuan were handed over to the police, and that money was the hard-earned money of the villagers in Jinwan, and they prepared the money for the village factory in the village, and the police returned the money of their villagers, and now the old village chief wants to thank that classmate Zhou Xian in your class in person!"

Cao Diwang listened.

"Oh!

"What did you say, Mr. Cao, what's broken?"

"Let's not talk about it, I'll go to our class. ”

Comrade Cao ran a 100-meter race.

"Teacher Cao, wait for me!"

Director Wu shouted in the back.

Head Teacher Cao is now ...... I have to fight for every second!

Later, the principal saw Zhou Xian's classmates standing outside, because he suspected that he had stolen 300 yuan from his classmates, and let him stand without evidence, the most important thing is that Zhou Xian has collected tens of thousands of yuan, and he will steal 300 yuan from his classmates, and a fool knows that it is impossible for Zhou Xian to do it as a student who picks up money.

So, he immediately broke his sentence and ran to the classroom.