(one hundred and twenty-seven)

Zhu Jiaxin's first acquaintance with the girl Du Liuyi splashed ink

Ling Feng became more and more familiar with the tutoring life at Jiaxin Culture and Art School, which was shorter than working at Qiqihar Yulin Academy, but longer than spending more time at the small dinner table every day. In terms of students, they are more single than Yulin Shuyuan and Tiantian small dining table, and it is easy to tutor, and the students have formed a habit and know the rules of Jiaxin School, and many students in the sixth grade do not need their parents to pick them up, and they end earlier than other grades.

After the probationary period, Ling Feng alone captured the sixth grade, a total of twelve students, while Teacher Wu went to the fifth grade, how to calculate the salary, Ling Feng is unknown. I led the class by myself, and I also knew the salary standard of Jiaxin School. Jiaxin is based on seven students as the line, seven students below are seven hundred, eight students to each more than one hundred, ten people up to each more than thirty, according to this standard Ling Feng tutoring twelve students, should be 1260 yuan.

After teaching for many years, Ling Feng has long understood that when students are together, no matter what they do, they will be divided into one, two, three, and even more so when writing homework, some are fast and some are slow, some are basically all right and some are wrong. Gradually, Ling Feng met and became familiar with two special girls, one named Yizi and the other called Cai.

Yizi has short hair, wears a pair of glasses, basically does not wear a skirt, and behaves a bit like a tomboy. Yizi belongs to the category of homework that writes quickly and has few error rates, but she doesn't go home immediately after finishing her homework, but often stays at Jiaxin School, and Ling Feng also feels something.

"Which teacher here is your mother?" Ling Feng asked, seeing Yizi in the corridor again.

"Teacher Wei Feng is my mother. Yizi replied.

Ling Feng understood, and knew that his salary would become 1,130 yuan. At the same time, Ling Feng also understood the reason why he was hired by Teacher Wei Feng, Teacher Wei Feng must be planning for Yizi. Sure enough, since the summer vacation of that year, the junior high school math cram school of Jiaxin School has been established, and the division between Teacher Wei Feng and Ling Feng is based on two-thirds of Ling Feng's standard, but that is already a later story.

Cai Cai combs a ponytail and wears a pair of glasses when he writes his homework, but he usually doesn't wear them. Talent writes homework, it's not that she can't, but she writes slowly, and every day when she comes back, she eats and drinks first, and sometimes she is not in a hurry to go home after she finishes writing. After observation, Ling Feng found the clue.

"Why don't you go home after you finish your homework?" One day in the reading room, Ling Feng asked curiously.

"I don't want to go home, there's no one at home, so I might as well stay here. Talent said.

"Mom, what about Dad?" Ling Feng asked.

"Mom gets off work late, Dad is busy with work, and comes home even later. Talent replied.

"What about your grandfather, grandma, grandma, grandpa?" Ling Feng asked again.

"Grandpa and grandma are out of town, grandma and grandpa are there. Talent said, pointing his fingers upward.

Ling Feng understood, the talented grandmother and grandfather were gone, and he could only be alone in the evening.

"Then is it because you are the only one in the evening that you usually write your homework slowly, do you do it on purpose?" Ling Feng guessed.

"Teacher Ling Feng, how do you know. Talent looked surprised.

"Do you know how to play the Rubik's Cube?" Ling Feng saw the Rubik's Cube in the cabinet next to the bookshelf.

"No, it won't. Talent shook his head.

"Do you want to learn?" Ling Feng asked.

"I think I can't match the six sides of the Rubik's Cube in my house. Talent muttered.

"In this way, tomorrow you will write your homework as long as you don't grind, and I will teach you to face the six sides. Ling Feng made a condition.

"Okay, okay, let's pull the hook" Talent stretched out his little finger.

Ling Feng had been playing Rubik's Cube for a long time, and today he was glad that this little skill came in handy. So, too, stretched out his little finger.

"Hook and hanging, it will not change for a hundred years. "The talented face smiled brightly.

The next day, the talent was really finished early, although it was slower than Yizi, but it was also fast among the twelve students. Ling Feng didn't break his word, and started teaching from the foundation of the Rubik's Cube. Within two days of using it, Yizi also found it with a Rubik's cube.

"Teacher Ling Feng, I also want to learn the Rubik's Cube. ”

"Okay, then you can learn with talent. ”

What Ling Feng didn't expect next was that Teacher Wei Feng also came.

"Teacher Ling Feng, how many Rubik's cubes do you have?" Teacher Wei Feng asked.

"Two, three, four, five, pyramids, aliens, you can know seven or eight kinds. Ling Feng didn't know what Teacher Wei Feng wanted.

"That's great, let's not hold a Rubik's Cube class during the holidays. Teacher Wei Feng was a little excited.

"I have never taught a class, can I do it?" Ling Feng didn't know the bottom in his heart.

"Why not, as long as you know, there's a first time for anything. "Teacher Wei Feng is full of confidence.

"Okay then, let's try. Ling Feng agreed.

"Then whoever wants you to teach the Rubik's Cube in the future, don't agree. Teacher Wei Feng reminded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Ling Feng nodded.

It is easy to refuse the students' desire to learn the Rubik's Cube, use the time card to complete the day's tasks within a few points, and skip talking about it, and some who completed it within the specified time also did not ask Ling Feng because they were in a hurry to go home. As for the time to come to Jiaxin to start classes, Ling Feng also thought about it, his son is already in high school, and he doesn't need to make up classes by himself during the holidays, so he can gradually free up the morning time. The students in the three classes of junior high school who used to be based on the small dining table every day in the morning have become increasingly scarce, and it is a matter of time before the students run out.

There are two reasons why there are few students at the fat sister's small dining table every day: one is that there are many make-up classes in Yangming Primary School, and the competition is fierce; the other is that the hardware facilities of the small dining table are poor, and the seemingly bright and spacious small classroom is not soundproofed, and the fat sister's lover is very willing to make friends, and the sound of chatting or preparing lunch with friends in the big classroom outside will be clearly transmitted into the small classroom. Therefore, the idea of wanting to evacuate the small dining table every day is not a whim.

On the first day of Children's Day, the students came back with joy.

"Teacher Ling Feng, we will have a day off tomorrow on June 1st. The students in the state-of-the-art classroom told the good news.

"Teacher Ling Feng, there is less homework left in my class today. "Students with little homework in class are naturally beaming.

"Okay, whether it's a lot of homework or a little homework, I'll give you one hour to complete your homework, and we'll send Children's Day gifts at five o'clock in the afternoon." Ling Feng said.

"Yes, yes. The students cheered.

"Teacher Ling Feng, can you reveal what kind of gift it is?" The good student inquired for news.

"Be quiet, you'll know in an hour, now hurry up and do your homework. Ling Feng urged the students.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and all grades were giving out Children's Day gifts one after another. After a while, Teacher Wei Feng walked into the classroom with a stack of hardcover notebooks the size of ordinary textbooks.

"Students, tomorrow is Children's Day, this year is in time for your primary school graduation, specially prepared a gift for you, one for each person, after receiving the gift, I went to the dance studio with Mr. Ling Feng, let's take a group photo. Teacher Wei Feng said.

Twelve students received their notebooks and lined up to the dance studio. The dance studio of Jiaxin Culture and Art School Ling Feng is still the first time to enter, and there are two large glass windows on the left and right sides of the dance studio, there is a handle in front of the left hand glass window, and the whole ground is paved with floor leather, and it can be seen from the mirror that accounts for two-thirds of the wall on the opposite wall of the entrance that the dance studio is actually divided into two parts, the dance practice space on the left and the sound facilities on the right, gongs and drums, musical instruments, tables and chairs, changing wardrobes, etc.

On the wall to the left of the entrance to the dance studio, a large spray-painted cloth is hung, painted with blue sky, white clouds and grass flowers, and the red "Jiaxin Culture and Art School Dream Sets Sail" art words are arranged in different layers.

The students stood in front of the sprayed cloth with notebooks in hand and took a group photo, leaving a memory of their youth.

While the students were taking pictures, Ling Feng noticed that the smile on Caicai's face was a little stiff.

"What's wrong with you? In the corridor back to the classroom, Ling Feng asked in a low voice.

"I studied calligraphy at Huaicheng Academy, and tomorrow there is an event at school, and I need to be accompanied by my parents, but my parents don't have time to accompany me. Cai Cai said, tears always rolling in his eyes.

"Don't be sad, why don't I accompany you to the event tomorrow?" Ling Feng's love flowed.

"Okay, okay, you're going to make a cameo appearance as my dad for one day. "Talent rejoices.

"Then you tell me the time and place. Ling Feng asked.

"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, on the third floor of Xinhua Bookstore. Talent replied.

"Okay, I'll go. Ling Feng repeated.

Mudanjiang Xinhua Bookstore is located in the downtown area, across the road from the department store, next to a computer city. However, Xinhua Bookstore has always been a deserted place, Ling Feng has not been here for a long time, and the Xinhua Bookstore in his memory is still the hall store with rows of bookshelves, and it is still the few customers.

Ling Feng came to the Xinhua Bookstore on Taiping Road at about nine o'clock in the morning, and before he entered the door, he could see from the front of the door that the street was being "encroached" again. After entering the bookstore and stepping on the winding staircase, Ling Feng found some of his original shadows, except for some new pictures of Mudanjiang's old face and new photos on the staircase wall, it was still the same as before.

"Huaicheng Academy is on the fourth floor? Isn't the fourth and fifth floors also a bookstore? It seems that today's Xinhua Bookstore is compressed in all directions!" Seeing the floor indication at the turn of the stairs, Ling Feng sighed, and also clarified why the event venue was located in Xinhua Bookstore.

Ling Feng walked into the hall on the third floor, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, the all-round decoration had replaced the cognition, and he walked around the entire hall, and what he saw was the shiny floor, the large square table made of solid wood, the wide sofa, and even the bookshelves where the books were placed were also shaped. Originally a hall, has been a huge bookshelf wall divided into two parts, the bookshelf wall reserved two sides of the door hole is convenient for readers to enter and exit, into the doorway, longitudinal rows of more than two meters high bookshelves can also find a little past time, and then go forward, under the window more than half a meter high platform is the reading area, some libraries also have some home taste.

Huaicheng Academy's event venue is located in the lobby outside the bookshelf wall, and on one side of it is a stage that is renovated to look like a performance. The stage is 20 centimeters above the normal floor, and the bookshelves on the inside are filled with books on three sides, and the empty space in the middle of the stage is set up with two rows of long wooden tables for activities. Several small log tables and small log chairs prepared for readers to read under the stage have become the venues for students and parents to participate in the activities.

"Teacher Ling Feng, you're here, let's go and report, and you will say that you are my father. Talent whispered.

"Okay, I remember. Ling Feng agreed and walked with his talent to the location where the teacher was.

Soon the registration was over, Ling Feng and Cai Cai each received a small round card, Ling Feng's No. 08 with black letters on a red background, and No. 21 with black letters on a green background.

"What is this little coin for?" Back at the small round table in the hall, Ling Feng couldn't help but ask about talent.

"I heard the teacher say before that it is used for lottery, one round for parents and one round for students. Talent replied.

"How long have you been studying calligraphy at this Huaicheng Academy?" Before the event started, Ling Feng chatted with his talent.

"I've been studying for two years. Talent said.

"Who usually accompanies you?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

"I'll come by myself, and I can get here by bus number 20. Talent replied.

"Then this is a downtown area, how many cars go back to cross the road?" Ling Feng's words were worried.

"When I got home, I took the Taiping Road underground mall to the No. 20 bus stop across the road. Talent explains.

"Yes, yes, you can go this way, you don't want to cross the road without trouble. Ling Feng admonished.

At this time, a female teacher came up on the stage, and she announced the official start of the "Huaicheng Academy Celebration June 1st Calligraphy Competition".

The first was the dean's speech, a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing glasses came up to the stage to talk, Ling Feng learned from the man's self-introduction that the dean's name was Huaicheng.

The second was a congratulatory speech by a man who claimed to be a battalion-level demobilized cadre, who took the stage to give a lecture on the charm of ancient Chinese poetry and how calligraphy can add luster to ancient poetry.

When it was time for the students to participate, eight students were first brought up, and these eight students wore red ribbons with the words "Huaicheng Academy" written on them, and began to splash ink. At this time, parents under the stage also began to take the stage to cheer for their children and take pictures.

"Talent, when are you going to be on stage? I can't wait. Ling Feng deliberately exaggerated.

"I'll dial it up a second time. "Talent is still calm.

"And what are you going to write later?" While waiting, Ling Feng deliberately found some topics.

"I wrote Meng Jiao's "Mother's Yin". Talent replied.

"Come on, good boy, the teacher will take pictures and videos for you in a while to record your talents. Ling Feng cheered for his talent.

The second group of children came on the stage, and Ling Feng also followed the example of other parents to come to the stage to cheer for his talents, and he completed the works with his talents.

After the children's performances, the final lottery was held, and there were two rounds, one for the parents' red cards and the other for the students' green cards. There are three awards in each round, three third prizes, two second prizes, and one first prize.

Ling Feng and Cai Cai were lucky enough to win the second prize, and the prize was the calligraphy work of the calligraphy teacher of Huaicheng Academy. Ling Feng didn't know calligraphy, but when he saw his talent's happy appearance, he also felt relieved in his heart.